Although Xue Jue had already expressed his meaning clearly enough, Zu Qi was still very dazed.
After a few seconds of silence, Zu Qi suddenly reacted--
Xue Jue, this is...
Got it? !
But what does he know? Knowing that he is not the real Zuqi, or knowing that he has space...
Zuqi looked at Xue Jue in a daze, wanting to ask, but didn't know how to ask, his mouth opened and closed, and in the end he couldn't say a word, as if something was stuck in his throat, it was difficult to breathe for a while.
"I......"
After finally squeezing out a word, Xue Jue raised his hand and gently covered his mouth.
"If you don't want to say or don't know what to say, don't say it. This is not a necessity of our feelings." Xue Jue's nice voice echoed in the slightly empty parking lot, and it also rippled in at this moment. Zu Qi's heart.
Zu Qi's face was pale, and he clenched his fists unconsciously. He raised his head to meet Xue Jue's gentle gaze and opened his mouth: "Do you believe there are legends of ghosts and gods in this world?"
"I believe." Xue Jue said.
Zu Qi originally thought that Xue Jue's answer was comforting him, but he heard Xue Jue say, "When I was ten years old, I went to a classmate's house to play and accidentally ran into something that shouldn't be touched. I couldn't afford to have a high fever when I returned home. I almost lost my life. Later, my mother became confused and invited someone who claimed to be a master. I didn't expect that the master really pulled me back from the ghost gate."
Zu Qi looked suspicious.
He carefully recalled the content of this novel, and found nothing with supernatural nature.
Why did he develop in the direction of spiritual novels when he didn't agree with a word...
Xue Jue was amused by Zuqi's apparently disbelieving expression. He scratched the tip of his nose and said with a smile: "I know that there may be many people who will not believe these words of me, so I haven't mentioned the feeling at that time to anyone. ."
Having said that, Xue Jue paused, his eyes gradually becoming deep, "I can clearly feel that I am walking on a path full of human shadows, and how the master dragged me back from that place."
Zu Qi sighed: "The master you are talking about is really that amazing?"
"It seems to be quite powerful." Xue Jue touched his chin, and then suddenly thought of something, "When I was born, I asked him to help me choose a name."
Zu Qi suddenly had an ominous expectation: "...what name did he take?"
"Xue Mingkun, do you remember this name?" Xue Jue didn't notice Zu Qi's instant stiffness, and smiled with half-squinted eyes. The future destiny of the child has undergone earth-shaking changes, and various butterfly effects have been triggered."
Zu Qi: "..."
I have to admit that that master is a real master.
Zu Qi suddenly became clever, and then became nervous, and asked cautiously: "Have you ever said that if we give Ten million other names, something bad will happen."
"No." Xue Jue comforted, "Everyone has their own destiny. Whether it is good or bad is not fixed. As long as I stay in this world for one day, I will try my best to protect him."
Zu Qi sighed, stretched out his hand to pull Xue Jue's collar, and nibble on the opponent's lips.
At first it was just a kiss like a dragonfly, but when he was about to separate, Xue Jue turned his back on him. He slammed the back of his head, and his flexible and hot tongue drove straight in...
The two people stayed in the garage for nearly an hour before taking the elevator upstairs.
Weng Yuxiang had brought Xue Wan back to bed long ago. Zu Qi and Xue Jue returned to the bedroom lightly. As soon as they closed the door, Xue Jue couldn't wait to kiss again.
When he was in the garage just now, Xue Jue's kiss was very restrained. He just tasted it. Now, like a beast breaking free from the cage, he can't wait to bite Zuqi into his stomach.
The two of them have been extremely busy recently, they have very little time to meet and talk, and they don't even kiss and entangle as they do now.
Xu was depressed for too long, Xue Jue's **** was stronger than at any time in the past. They first came in the bathtub in the bathroom twice, and then returned to the bed after taking a shower, but they did not hold back and did it twice.
It took almost three hours to toss around.
The time on the wall clock points to four o'clock in the morning.
In the end, Zu Qi lay on her back on the bed, all limbs and limbs weak, and it was difficult to move her fingers.
At this moment, Xue Jue behind him was still wrapped around him tightly like a large octopus, and his hands on his waist wandered restlessly on his skin.
"Xue Jue, you are enough..." Zu Qi shouted so hoarsely that he shrugged his shoulders reluctantly and tried to get the big octopus off him, but it was only in vain.
Xue Jue buried his face in Zu Qi's neck, breathing the fresh smell of shower gel from Zu Qi's body.
"What's wrong with me?" Hearing Xue Jue's tone, he was a little aggrieved.
Zu Qi was instantly irritated, and if his waist and legs were sorely sore, it would have been particularly sore. I'm afraid he would have jumped up and kicked Xue Jue out of the bed.
"You're so embarrassed to ask!" Zu Qi turned his head, and barked his teeth at Xue Jue pretendingly, "Would you like to go to bed before three o'clock? Look at what time is it now? I'll pay it tomorrow morning. Go to the company."
Xue Jue couldn't help blushing at the thought of what the two had just done.
"I, I can ask for leave from President Wang for you." Xue Jue even stammered.
"No need." Zu Qi turned his head back, facing Xue Jue with the indifferent back of his head. Because of his hoarse voice, his voice sounded dull, "It's four o'clock, go to bed early."
Xue Jue looked at Zu Qi's black and fluffy head for a moment, and suddenly wanted to touch it with his hands, but he didn't dare to do so, maybe Zu Qi would really do his best to kick him out of bed.
"Good night." Xue Jue kissed Zuqi's earlobe, got up and turned off the bedside lamp.
Losing the only light source, the room fell into darkness instantly.
Zu Qi was already brewing sleepiness, closed his eyes, breathing evenly, and then he felt Xue Jue hug him tighter in his arms, and the two bodies were touching each other seamlessly.
It feels very good to hug and fall asleep. In the past, Zu Qi was curled up alone on the side of the bed, using his own body to warm the bed, but at this moment there is a warm human-shaped heater lying behind him, and the warm current seems to run down his limbs. Hundred Mukuro poured directly into his heart.
Zu Qi turned over and threw into Xue Jue's arms, holding him face to face.
Then he let out a contented sigh.
"It's great," Zu Qi said.
In the darkness, Xue Jue chuckled lightly, and he knew it and asked: "What's so good?"
Zu Qi answered honestly: "It's nice to have you."
Immediately after Xue Jue's kiss fell on Zu Qi's forehead accurately, he held Zu Qi's hand tightly and said softly: "It's a coincidence, I think so too."
...
The next day.
Zu Qi got up after a rest all night, still suffering from backache, especially in a private place behind. He always emphasized the inexhaustible feeling to Zu Qi all the time.
When eating breakfast, Zu Qi glared at Xue Jue a lot of anger, and Xue Jue accepted everything, still showing a pitiful expression.
Weng Yuxiang, who was sitting in the middle, had finished her breakfast and was laughing and playing with Xue Wan. She had a panoramic view of Zu Qi and Xue Jue's eye contact in Yu Guang, and shook her head helplessly.
"How old of you are, why are you still like a child?" Weng Yuxiang whispered and blamed.
"I'm still young." Zu Qi retorted weakly, "I'm less than twenty years old, 13 years younger than Xue Jue."
"..." Xue Jue's face was green when he was stabbed in the pain.
Originally, Weng Yuxiang almost forgot Zu Qi's age. Now after he reminded him, he suddenly realized that Zu Qi was indeed very young. Ordinary people were still in college at this age, but Zu Qi was born in society and even had children. It's all there.
Thinking of this, Weng Yuxiang felt distressed and guilty, and felt that her son, an old cow, ran to eat other people's tender grass, so she asked: "Xiao Qi, do you still want to go back to school?"
Zu Qi did think about it, but it was temporarily left behind because of the schedule problem.
He nodded and said, "Wait for me to make a few more movies. I want to wait until I'm a bit famous before choosing a school to study, so that I won't come back in a few years and no one knows me."
In that case, it will undoubtedly start all over again.
"Well, you just have a plan." Weng Yuxiang said, "If there is anything you need help, just let me know."
Zu Qi smiled brilliantly: "Thank you mom."
After eating breakfast, he teased Xue Wan for a while, and Zu Qi left Xue's house in Xue Jue's car. Xue Jue was about to go to the company and sent Zu Qi to the brokerage company by the way.
On the way, Zu Qi was still thinking about the age difference between him and Xue Jue.
Had it not been for Weng Yuxiang's sudden mention of this, Zu Qi really hadn't noticed that his age was a full thirteen years from Xue Jue, which means that Xue Jue is already in his youth and is the best time to fall in love. The original owner is still playing in the mud in the children's pile...
However, Zu Qi himself is 26 years old, and he is only six years old from Xue Jue, who is 32 years old.
Thinking about it this way, Zu Qi felt much more balanced.
But he still intends to tease Xue Jue, turning his head and smilingly said: "You said that our age is poor, should I call your uncle?"
In fact, he even wanted to call the old man.
Rich old man.
Of course, thirty-two years of age are in the standing year, which is not old, but when Zu Qi came to this age, Xue Jue was really old...
After hearing Zu Qi's ridicule, Xue Jue was not happy at all. He didn't even hide his emotions. He straightened up his face and said, "You might as well call my brother."
Zu Qi snickered: "My 13-year-old brother?"
"..." Xue Jue was silent for a moment, and suddenly he said, "Do you believe that I can let a child younger than ten million call my brother?"
Zu Qi couldn't help laughing, and tears were almost overflowing from his smile. He naturally noticed Xue Jue's strong resentment, and suddenly felt that this man was so cute.
He wiped the corners of his eyes and asked curiously: "What are you going to do?"
"Wealth can make ghosts grind." Xue Jue snorted coldly. At the end, he chuckled suddenly, and then said meaningfully, "But there are exceptions. Didn't anyone shout a lot of brother last night?"
Zu Qi: "...you go to die!"