Chapter 8:

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The atmosphere in the car after the hot kiss was a little rippling, and Wen Qiuxing, the rough man, was unaware of it. He was still an old man who just kissed Kylor and so on. The fearless expression of fuss.
However, at the next moment, his account received a large amount of credit points that Will transferred to him. The number was surprising.
"This is the advantage of you over the first-class beast?" asked the young man with raised eyebrows.
"Huh." The Feng Ting replied, blue eyes deep.
"That's really good." Wen Qiu waken up and accepted those credit points, and then asked casually: "Will, what the are you?"
Not just a small civilian? Who believes.
"This, I have the opportunity to tell you again." Feng Ting covered the hesitation in his voice with a smile.
"Cut, I don't have to know it." Wen Qiuxing said quickly, he just... asked casually, saying it would be Will's business.
He is not without curiosity, but there is a limit.
Moderation is caring, and overdoing becomes a chicken.
"Huh?" Feng Ting raised his eyebrows.
"Huh?" Wen Qiuxing followed suit, paused, and said lazily: "That's your private business after all."
The court: "..."
Silenced for a while and did not speak.
However, the blue eyes are always intently, and even staring greedily, their little tiger-like cute companion.
If the Feng Ting did not feel wrong, the other party's strong kiss just now, in addition to deliberately satisfying him, also vaguely contains... a little precious meaning.
Of course, it cannot be out of love. The court is very clear that Wen Qiuxing has no feelings for him, but out of the blood of a man.
Ke Wenqiu’s unique personality really made Feng Ting feel happy and even reluctant.
"..."
Wen Qiuxing knew that there had always been a pair of eyes looking at him, filled with appreciation.
He was not proud or complacent, and it was even a pity.
Well, this person is really good. If it is not the sand sculpture policy of the Star Age, they should become good friends.
But it's a pity that they didn't have time to understand each other's personality, they first understood each other's body, and they never tire of it.
Well, punch one card a day.
Otherwise, the empire will not recognize them.
Arriving at Wenqiu's favorite hotel, the suspension car stopped at the roadside.
Feng Ting took the lead to get out of the car, making him stretch out his hands like waiting for the old, weak and sick.
This posture...let the young people with sound limbs twitch their lips, only to help one of the other's hands.
"You don't have to be like this, Will." Wen Qiuxing talked all year round without thinking, so he was particularly worried: "When I may really need help, you will never be too late."
Then he slapped his head: "Oh, I forgot, at that time you were no longer with me."
Feng Ting was stunned, and then his face immediately became guilty, and there were some unspeakable desires hidden in his eyes, which he didn't say.
"What's wrong with you?" Wen Qiuxing said, "I didn't blame you. You gave me so much money, and I thank you for being too late."
Feng Ting was like a make up before death, and his chest was stuffy, but he was born in a special family and was used to maintaining a proper state.
Simply put, it's just that emotions are invisible.
It sounds very powerful, but it's a taste, just know that he is forced to be a two-person.
Expensive dinner, the experience is different.
good to eat.
After trying the petty bourgeoisie life of the interstellar people, Wen Qiuxing’s ideal is to strive for such a high-quality cuisine every day.
Of course it won't work now.
He wasn't so desperate that he would spend his life's money on his will.
What's more, as a prospective dad, from the moment you decide to have a child, you must do a good job of tightening your belt and saving milk powder.
So high-end cuisine or something, it is okay to taste it occasionally.
Can not afford to eat often.
"Is dinner still light today?" Feng Ting asked for some reason.
He could see that Wen Qiuxing had a great time tonight, and it was estimated that the dinner was very appetizing.
"Huh? Light?" Wen Qiu remembered in a trance. He did complain that he ate the same food every day, and his mouth faded out of the bird: "..." But Will would not think that what he said was light, it was simple. The ground finger is not salty enough, right?
Oh, aliens.
Wen has no desire to communicate with him.
The handsome and charming Mr. Alien carefully opened a bottle of wine. When the waiter was ashamed, he pours a glass of wine to Wen Qiu with the most elegant manners.
"Thank you." Wen Qiuxing picked it up indifferently. He took a sip like drinking beer, but the seemingly rude action did not make him feel rude, but a sense of free and easy.
This is due to his cheesy face.
If it is a person who does not look good, no matter how elegant your drinking posture is, it will also be regarded as a vassal and a lot of fart things.
Sitting at the court opposite Wenqiu Xing, he was already attracted. Until the other side raised his eyebrows and looked back, he sipped his scarlet liquor dignifiedly.
You know, it is not only young people with good looks, but also the handsome Ding Ting himself.
His present demeanor of the prince and aristocracy, it is difficult to imagine that the cruel and ruthless Colosseum still has the sweat that he swayed.
Those imperial citizens who love watching beasts on the Internet are still discussing his record.
A powerful and mysterious gladiator who is unwilling to show his face or leave a name is too gimmicky.
This is where the court is concerned. He is hopeless at the moment and will not arouse more attention.
Although Wen Qiuxing is a cow chewing peony personality, but it is not completely puzzled.
After drinking the wine in the glass, and when the court poured him again, he picked up the glass and grinned at the other party: "Celebrate you... success."
There were waiters around, he didn't want Will to get off the horse.
"Thank you." The man who had been waiting for a long time, happily picked up the wine glass and Wen Qiuxing to clink the glasses, and then looked up and took a sip of liqueur that was almost equal to poison for him.
Maybe it was sweet at the entrance, but who knows when it will ferment into a terrible look?
Going back that night, the quiet and cold night came to the time for homework every day.
Facing the tentative kiss that fell from above, Wen Qiuxing turned his head away for the first time and pressed his temper to say nothing.
The second time he frowned impatiently, the tiger turned to face the other with a fierce sentence: "Will?"
The third time... As a lazy man, Wen Qiuxing was too lazy to hide, and then he heard Will chuckling, his strong chest. The shock from his chest was like a subwoofer, and he was so stupid.
Then, Classmate Wen opened the door to a new world.
Nima is called kissing now!
Those were all farts before-fart!
Then oxygen was not enough. Wen Qiuxing felt his head dizzy all night, as if he would faint in the next second.
The feeling given to him by the court seems to be different.
Unspeakable feeling...
Similar to...complete?
After finishing the card, Wen Qiuxing's chaotic mind was strangely full of illusions.
Strange enough.
It's not that it was bad before, but it won't make him feel so messy.
He didn't know what Will thought, and the guy was resting against his back, motionless, only knowing that he was still breathless.
"Hello?" Wen Qiuxing said, his voice unpleasant.
Wo Ri, he thought, did I just move my throat?
"Huh?" The man summoned by his little partner immediately appeared to listen carefully.
"It's okay... greet your boss." Wen Qiuxing said absently.
"..." What a stubborn little guy.
"I don't have a boss." Feng Ting explained again.
"Fuck..." Wen Qiuxing laughed miserably, and then felt that his own eyes and eyes Caracalla: "Cough, please pour me a glass of water."
When Feng Ting heard his cough, he got out of bed and warmed like a little sun who had experienced eighteen ex-girlfriends.
Also, people who have all been to the fifth, it would be nice if they hadn’t talked about that kind of talk.
"It's still a little hot." Feng Tingduan returned with a glass of water and sat there holding it.
Stupid.
"You won't blow it?" Wen Qiu wakes up with a grin.
blow?
Feng Ting glanced at the water, which was very impolite. This was not the water he wanted to drink after all.
"..." But again, he had nothing to do with Wen Qiuxing.
Feng Ting thought a bit, would he mind if it was?
The answer is obvious.
He doesn't mind.
The figured man lowered his head and gently blew the slightly hot water.
There was a hint of sweetness in the expression.
"Bring it." Wen Qiu waked up and grabbed the water, pouring his head up and pouring it in a small cup.
But I found a warm current meandering down in unspeakable places, very unclear.
The frowning young man simply got out of bed and walked into the restroom in a strange pose without drinking water, but in a strange way.
Feng Ting's eyes were excellent, and he saw those unbearable traces.
The thick and long black eyelashes twitched slightly, which seemed ashamed and even more forbearing.
After a while, the movement of the cup falling to the ground came from the bathroom. The material of the cup was special, and it was not broken at all. It just jumped back and forth on the ground.
Wen Qiuxing picked up the sand sculpture cup and opened the door.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Will blocking his daylight. He rolled his eyes and murmured again in his heart. This guy was really tall.
Then it was discovered that Will looked at him with worried eyes. The key was that the face was so inspiring, he quickly stopped the fire and squeezed with a smile: "What are you doing, watch me lively?"
Feng Ting was stunned for a moment, said nothing, and then hugged Wen Qiu wake up and sent him back to bed to rest.
The young man embraced by him froze for a moment, then raised his slap reflexively and wanted to call him a face.
"Don't move, you are tired tonight." Feng Feng said, blocking the slap that Wen Qiuxing waved.
"...I will make a joke with you." Wen Qiuxing was embarrassed.
Nonsense, would he dare to fight a man with such a powerful fighting force as Will?
That's not death.
The Feng Ting paused, his eyes filled with sincerity: "Then you come again?"
Wen Qiu woke up with a choke and lost the following.
Feng Ting just blocked reflectively and regretted it. At this moment, he looked at the young man's slender white fingers and squeezed that hand on his face.
"Okay, good night." He murmured, soothing, and then cut off the energy in the room, leaving the bedroom in darkness.
I am... coaxed? Wen Qiu Xing thought.
A handful of him, he was raised by his parents since he was a child. At this awkward age and situation, he experienced a taste of being coaxed by others.
As a straight male rough guy, classmate Wen had a nightmare of a ghost press and had a bad experience.
The next morning, Wen's spirit was a little bit snarled.
Relying on the temperature in the room, he was shirtless looking on the sofa for the latest news about Will.
In the main city where the tigers, hidden dragons, masters, and so on are overwhelming, knocking down a first-class beast with bare hands is just a fart thing, not worth mentioning.
It's just that in civilian areas, it will indeed be hotly discussed.
Netizens heatedly discussed whether this brave fighter will be recruited to the top of his career, and from then on will reach the peak of his life as the CEO to marry Bai Fumei.
Oh, Wen Qiuxing awakened, brother is that Bai Fumei.
Then he heard Will seem to speak to Mina, the person in charge of the Colosseum, from the balcony.
As for the content of their conversations, Wen Qiuxing can guess how many points it is based on hot posts on the Internet.
It's just that Mina saw unlimited business opportunities in Will and wanted to cooperate with Will.
And Will's reaction... This is also the strange place of Wen Qiuxing.
At first Will refused to play, he thought it was a problem of lack of strength, but now obviously not.
Then there is only one possibility.
Will doesn't want to attract the attention of others, he may be subconsciously avoiding someone.
There are a lot of articles in it.
According to Wen Qiuxing's current grasp, he dares to press a cucumber to bet that Will will be rich if he is born.
It is very likely that he is the son of a large aristocrat who is dissatisfied with the restrictions of his family. He only has one or two months to slip out freely every year, and the rest of the time he will go back to bear the family responsibilities.
Ok?
With such a thought, wouldn't he become the outside room of the son of the big nobleman when he heard Qiu Xing? ?
No, stop it.
Wen Qiuxing was teased by his brain and rolled on the sofa.
Feng Ting, who hung up the phone, walked in, glanced at the sofa, then walked into the bedroom, found a dress, and sent it to his little partner: "Smell."
"Can you stop calling me like this?" Wen Qiuxing said.
"So what do you hope for?" Feng Ting said.
"...Don't shout." Isn't it good to be a pair of the most familiar strangers?
Wen Qiuxing thought about it and took the clothes: "Since we are partners, you can call me to smell the boss."
"..." Feng Ting Renjun couldn't help but smirked.
"Laughing egg," Wen Qiu wakened and smiled.
After a while, I felt that I was smiling and my life was bitter.
"You just woke up and had something to eat." Feng Ting whispered and turned into the kitchen, which means that the house is a mansion and there is a kitchen.
But there is only heating equipment inside, and the rest of the earth-style tableware that Wen Qiuxing is familiar with is not.
When the court came out again, his face was calm again.
This is his usual expression.
It's like a mask on the face, even if the mood swings are big, there is only a smile, a little anger, and it's hard to notice if you don't look carefully.
Wen Qiuxing didn't like Will's pretending to be casual.
"Huh, eat every day after waking up, and dry after eating." Wen Qiuxing took a sip of hot milk and glanced at the weak man next to him: "Why are you so useless?"
The court: "...sorry."
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