Quick Wear: The Cold God is infinitely fond of the host

The thought that suddenly popped up was ruthlessly dispelled by Quan Si.

I guess it's because I've been too idle these days and started to have some random thoughts.

"There are many doctors with excellent medical skills out there..." Before Quan Si could finish his words, he was interrupted by the other party.

"I just want you to change it for me." The man stretched out his hand and took the initiative to hold Quan Si's slender wrist.

Then, he moved the other person's hand to his abdomen.

Quan Si's body stiffened slightly, and his usually calm expression was inevitably broken.

Although separated by clothes, the touch of the palm is particularly real, undoubtedly showing the other person's well-proportioned figure.

[Wuhu~ The boss took the initiative to let the host touch his abdominal muscles. Isn't this naked seduction? I got it! ]

The little ghost floated between the two of them with a meaningful expression on his face.

"Excuse me for being rude." Realizing that something was wrong, Qin Ji withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

He pretended to be calm, but the slightly red tips of his ears undoubtedly betrayed him.

Quan Si:?

Why do I feel like this man is so good at acting?

A scheming boy, huh?

[……] Diamond Idiot’s face was filled with black lines.

Is its host allergic to romance?

*

For several days in a row, the man would take the initiative to come to Meixianglou to look for him.

But unlike the other guests, he didn't want to listen to him playing the piano, he just wanted to chat with him.

Every time she came, she asked to see him by name. With a wave of her hand, countless gold and jewels fell down, and Aunt Mei's mouth was grinning to the sky.

This day.

After Quan Si changed his bandage, he took the initiative to say, "The wound heals very quickly. The bandage can be removed in three days."

His fingertips accidentally brushed across the man's abdominal muscles and grazed his mermaid line.

It seemed to stimulate an electric current, causing the latter to groan faintly.

Quan Si pulled the corner of his mouth, "My Lord seems to be a little sensitive."

Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise people would inevitably make wild guesses.

I'm afraid he thought they were doing something to please them.

Qin Ji was obviously a little embarrassed and confused.

He had never felt his perceptions were so sharp before.

But when Quan Si reached out and touched him, the sudden stimulation was secretly arousing.

There was a certain desire taking root in his heart, making him want to get closer to the other person.

Qin Ji suppressed the surging thoughts in his heart, put his clothes in order, sat up from the couch, and looked at him.

I almost blurted out the word "I", but fortunately I stopped myself in time.

"I have something important to attend to tomorrow, so I can't come to see you, sir." Qin Ji looked at him, his tone as calm as ever.

But there seemed to be a deeper meaning in his words, as if he was expecting the latter to feel regretful or something.

Even just a little bit is enough.

However, he may be disappointed.

Judging from the current situation, Quan Si only has tasks and money in his eyes.

To him, men are just external things.

I have been looking for him for several days in a row. If he suddenly stopped coming, to be honest, I would definitely feel a little uncomfortable. This is a normal reaction, but it is not to the point where I have to be with him.

After all, they met by chance and their fate was as shallow as water.

At least that's what Quan Si thought.

Perhaps this farewell will be forever.

From now on, the mountains are high and the roads are long, and we will never meet again.

However, he was wrong.

The bond between the two of them cannot be easily expressed in a few words, nor can it be easily severed. Even after the passage of time and the passage of countless dimensions, they still return to each other.

Together.

"I wonder if you could play a song for me?" Qin Ji suddenly approached him, and the distance between them became very close.

Even breathing became audible.

Quan Si's silver hair contrasts sharply with his black hair.

As the breeze blew by, their hair inevitably tangled together.

The man had handsome eyebrows and eyes like a god, and his brown peach blossom eyes were extremely affectionate, but when he looked at the person in front of him, there was a hint of tenderness, which formed a contrast with his cold appearance.

"What does Mr. Ji want to hear?" Quan Si curled his lips and smiled.

He walked over to his guqin and sat down, stretching out his slender fingertips to casually pluck the strings twice.

He named this guitar "Ice Butterfly". The whole body of the guitar is a dreamy ice blue color. It feels slightly cold to the touch. The body of the guitar is thin and light, and you can tell at a glance that it is very expensive.

Seeing this, Qin Ji leaned against the window, folded his arms across his chest, and stared at him silently. Everything around him became completely empty.

Only the person in front of me remains.

The look of power was reflected deeply in his eyes.

Quan Si lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then said slowly:

"Then I will play "Xiaoxiang Water and Clouds" for you."

After saying this, he closed his eyes for a few seconds, and when he opened them again, his temperament had already undergone a drastic change, and all his attention was focused on the guqin in front of him.

He plucked the strings of the piano, and at the beginning of the melody, the ethereal overtones brought people into a mood of rippling blue waves and misty smoke.

Qin Ji was distracted for a moment.

How can I describe the situation before my eyes?

The weather outside the window is just right, and a beautiful woman is playing the piano in front of me.

The cool breeze blew across their faces, lifting their hair and sleeves, stunning the years and causing their hearts to beat wildly.

Qin Ji's pupils shrank slightly.

An inexplicable feeling arises from the bottom of my heart.

The guqin's unique chanting and rubbing techniques repeatedly change and develop around the backbone notes, and the melody gradually becomes low and rich.

Through the large-scale swinging technique, the image of rushing clouds and water is displayed, breaking the oppressive atmosphere. The listeners can't help but imagine the trickling Xiaoshui River, looking at it from afar, and boating.

After the song ended, Quan Si looked up again and breathed a sigh of relief.

In order to have an immersive plot experience, his piano skills have now reached a superb level, and he played this song quite well.

"The appearance of a banished immortal, playing the music of immortals." Qin Ji was not stingy with his praise, the corners of his lips slightly raised, revealing an imperceptible smile.

It makes the whole person's temperament more gentle.

When he was about to say goodbye, the man stopped on his own initiative when he was about to pass by him, his lips slightly parted, and his magnetic voice came almost close to his ear, causing a dense itchy feeling.

"Formally meet the young master." He looked deep.

"My name is Qin Ji, Qin for Qinhuai and Ji for taboo."

After saying this, he gradually disappeared from sight.

"Qin Ji..." Quan Si looked at the direction he left. He didn't know why, but he always felt that this man gave him a sense of alienation, and a feeling of loneliness lingering around him.

This loneliness is too deep to hide.

If they have a chance to meet again, he will definitely help her read her palm.

Beneath the other person's cold appearance, there seems to be some unknown past, most likely covered in blood and scars.

Man is a product of his environment.

Experiences create different personalities.

What kind of experience caused this man to become so cold-blooded and indifferent?

*

As the top performer of Meixianglou, Quan Si is extremely valuable.

Therefore, he has the freedom to choose whether to welcome guests.

He has been quite free recently, so he plans to go out for a walk.