Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

There are fewer cars in the early morning and the asphalt road is rarely empty.

There was another traffic light ahead, and Gong Huasui slowly stepped on the brakes.

As soon as the car stopped, he couldn't wait to peek at the sleeping young man in the rearview mirror.

Greedy eyes, from the top of the head all the way down, eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, chin...

There was nothing that didn't make his heart beat, nothing that didn't make his blood boil.

My breathing became heavier, and the steering wheel under my palm creaked under the weight of the sudden strange force, as if it would fall apart in the next second.

He could no longer control himself.

The bodyguards around him were his brother's eyes and ears. When he knew Qinghe was with that man named Wenson, his brother forbade him from doing so.

Don’t be a mistress.

Don't destroy other people's feelings.

If you really want to be with Chi Qinghe, then wait until he's single...

He listened and waited.

But six days was already his limit.

I wanted to hear Qinghe's voice, so I made that phone call on the show.

But he didn't expect that the moment the call was connected, Qinghe would breathe so hard, so ambiguously, as if he was doing...

He could actually distinguish the breathing sounds and knew that Qinghe was running.

But jealousy still burned all his rationality.

At that moment, his mind was full of images of Qinghe kissing and doing things with others, which made him angry with Qinghe again, and the words he said were colder than the wind tonight.

But Qinghe always had a magical charm on him. He couldn't help but get close to her, couldn't help but put away her thorns, and couldn't help but rely on her.

So he confessed again.

He spoke very quickly and in French, and he was convinced that no one except Qinghe would know that he was confessing his feelings.

But his brother somehow found out about it, after hearing someone's tip-off. He called and scolded him for a long time.

He didn't hear a word I said anyway.

He did not regret giving Qinghe the "love letter" that he had written when he fell in love at first sight.

The green light ahead came on, Gong Huasui reluctantly withdrew his gaze and continued driving.

He was so overwhelmed by happiness that he didn't realize in time that something was wrong.

Including when the platform driver can’t find anyone, Chi Qinghe’s phone will definitely vibrate.

Including the last digit of the cell phone number that the two people never exchanged after getting into the car.

Including the reason why Chi Qinghe suddenly appeared here tonight.

He just followed his instinct and wanted to spend more time with Chi Qinghe, so he did such a stupid thing.

Another traffic light.

Chi Qinghe really couldn't ignore the burning gaze in front of him, so he pretended to be uncomfortable, bent his arms, and put them on his neck. He found the most comfortable angle and continued to doze off.

It is now confirmed that Suisui has not fallen in love with anyone else.

Gong Huasui withdrew his gaze guiltily. Even though his face was covered with only his eyes showing, one could still see his nervousness.

The cell phone started to vibrate, breaking the eerie atmosphere in the car.

Chi Qinghe narrowed his eyes and clicked twice on his phone intuitively.

"Wenson?"

"found it."

"It's okay, I'm wearing a coat and the heater is on in the car, so I won't be cold."

"Yes, yes."

"Not sure when I'll be back, maybe tomorrow."

"I know, don't worry."

“No need to arrange…”

After knowing that Chi Qinghe went to see Gong Huasui, Wenson estimated the time and called. After learning that the two had already met, he stopped talking.

Afterwards, he habitually gave Chi Qinghe a lot of precautions, asking him not to get sick again.

Chi Qinghe's eyelids drooped and he hummed lazily.

"You should have a good rest too, bye."

call ended.

Nine minutes and thirty-two seconds.

Gong Huasui plays a quiet driver from beginning to end, and his focused look makes Chi Qinghe Wuduan want to tease him a little.

"Master, you've been driving for almost half an hour, why haven't you arrived at the hotel yet?"

Gong Huasui pulled his mask, then pulled the brim of his hat down, mumbling, "Almost there."

"Are you really following the map? I've seen that row of ginkgo trees ahead five times."

"Lost..." Gong Huasui's voice became much softer.

Chi Qinghe didn't let him go, "Are you really lost, or are you trying to cheat me out of money?"

"I'm really lost." Gong Huasui retorted weakly, "I have money, I won't cheat you."

Chi Qinghe raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "In that case, please drop me off at the convenience store ahead. I'll find a driver who won't get lost."

"……Oh."

Having said that, he actually stopped the car obediently.

Chi Qinghe's lips were tense as he stared at the back of Gong Huasui's head for a long time.

Seeing him looking away guiltily, Chi Qinghe laughed, got out of the car quickly and walked into the convenience store.

Carrying a basket, he bought a lot of cakes, drinks and snacks according to Gong Huasui's taste. When he was checking out, he saw the neatly arranged colorful small boxes next to them, and he didn't hesitate to empty them out.

The girl who collected the money blushed as red as a boiled shrimp when she saw him act like this.

More importantly, Chi Qinghe was holding a box of pink grapefruit flavor and asked, "Do you have a larger size?"

"Yes... yes."

"Then I'll take them all."

The little girl nodded and said okay, her hands shaking as she rummaged through the cupboard.

After everything was packed and the bill was paid, Chi Qinghe was not in a hurry to leave. He sat down at the convenience store table with the big bag of things.

It was dark outside and bright inside. Chi Qinghe's vision was obstructed and he couldn't see whether the car had left.

But he was not in a hurry. He opened a bag of candy, picked a green one and put it in his mouth.

Grape flavor.

tasty.

He waited until the candy was almost melted before he stood up and slowly walked out of the convenience store carrying the bag.

Seeing that the car not only did not leave, but also quietly moved to a closer position, Chi Qinghe raised the corners of his lips in a good mood.

He walked to the driver's seat, bent down and knocked on the window.

Gong Huasui's confused thoughts were interrupted. Seeing a figure suddenly appear in front of the car window, he subconsciously lowered the window.

What came in earlier than the cold wind of the spring night was the fragrant wind with the scent of green grapes.

The baseball cap was taken off at some point, and his slender white fingers stroked the hair at the back of his head. Then, his scalp tightened and he was pulled to raise his head.

The dark shadow pressed down, and through the mask, his lips were touched lightly or not.

In an instant, his heartbeat went out of control, pounding as if it was going to shatter his eardrums and burst out of his chest.

Chi Qinghe stepped back a little, and his hand slid down little by little. When it reached the tip of his ear, the heat of his fingertips made him laugh out loud.

The young man's smiling face was so stunning that it was impossible to take your eyes off him.

Gong Huasui cleared his throat in a cowardly manner, raised his chin, and looked like he was asking for a kiss.

Chi Qinghe said patiently, "Be good... put on the mask..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his fingertips lightly, and the rope on his left ear suddenly contracted and rebounded.

Gong Huasui was still confused, but Chi Qinghe had already leaned forward and kissed her carefully.

The kiss was light and quick, lasting only three seconds before being withdrawn. There was no trace of affection or affection at all.

The gazes between the two were so hot that they seemed to burn the air.

Chi Qinghe's breathing became a little disordered, unable to bear Gong Huasui's enchanting peach blossom eyes, so he leaned forward and kissed her again, his voice hoarse.

"Still lost? Huh?"

It seemed as if green grapes had exploded at the corners of Gong Huasui's lips, and the sweet taste was driving him crazy.

"Qinghe...when did you..."

"When did you recognize me?"

Chi Qinghe stroked Gong Huasui's neck.

"I'd rather you ask me why I stayed up so late at night and flew 700 kilometers to get here."

Gong Huasui had a vague guess in his mind, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

He wanted to hear Qinghe tell him in person, so he pretended not to know, grabbed the young man's wrist, and asked in a trembling voice, "Why did you come to me?"

"To fulfill a promise that is five years late."

Chi Qinghe had a faint smile on his lips. The breeze ruffled his hair and lifted up his thin clothes. Under the dim street lights, he had the illusion that he would be blown away by the wind.

Gong Huasui's scalp suddenly exploded, and almost subconsciously, he locked Chi Qinghe's arms with both hands, feeling the warmth under his skin, and relaxed for a long time.

"Why do you look so bad? Are you sick?" Chi Qinghe touched Gong Huansui's face and said nervously.

"Qinghe, will you disappear again? How long do I have to wait?"

"I won't leave." Chi Qinghe kissed his cold and wet eyelids tenderly, "I promise."

The panic on Gong Huasui's face dissipated a little, but his grip on Chi Qinghe did not loosen at all, but even tightened.

He forced himself to calm down, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed a dreamy smile again.

"So... am I a mistress?"

Chi Qinghe was dazzled by Gong Huasui's smile and was distracted for a moment.

Gong Huasui did not wait for an immediate answer, and his eyes dimmed instantly.

Chi Qinghe noticed his loss, raised his hand and pinched his earlobe, saying in a doting tone, "I should be the one asking you this."

"I've never been with anyone except you!" Gong Huasui explained anxiously.

Chi Qinghe loved how vivid and real he looked, so he leaned over and pecked him again.

"me too."

Gong Huasui blinked, and the light in his eyes rekindled, shining like stars, but he still deliberately pursed his lips and said aggrievedly, "You lied... Isn't Wenson with you?"

Chi Qinghe's movements became sluggish.

Wenson?

with him?

Together?!

Although I don’t understand why Sui Sui feels this way, this is not a good place to talk about things, especially now that Sui Sui is a public figure who attracts attention. I quickly helped him put on the mask.

"Be good, let's go back and talk."

"Qinghe..."

Gong Huasui suddenly got out of the car. Chi Qinghe had just stuffed a bag of snacks into the back seat when he turned around and ran into a fragrant embrace.

Gong Huasui took off his mask without any hesitation and hugged Chi Qinghe on the street in the early morning.

"Say you love me." He pleaded in a trembling voice.

Chi Qinghe was used to coaxing him.

"I love you."

Gong Huasui tightened his arms, resting his head on the young man's shoulder, and said sullenly, "Not enough."

Chi Qinghe tilted his head, pressed his lips against Gong Huasui's red ears, and repeated the same thing over and over again.

"I love you, I love you, I love you..."

With each word of love, Gong Huasui's tense body relaxed visibly, but he still felt it was not enough and intensified his demands.

"Qinghe, kiss me."

Chi Qinghe refused, "No, we're outside now."

Gong Huasui persisted, "Kiss me."

"You're not wearing a mask, you'll be recognized." Chi Qinghe still refused.

Gong Huasui knew that Chi Qinghe always responded to soft tactics and not to harsh ones.

So he softened his voice and said, "Kiss me, just once."

Sure enough, Chi Qinghe softened his attitude, "What if someone takes a picture of us?"

"No one will be here, Qinghe, just for a moment."

"Will you go home first?"

Gong Huasui started to act out in a bad mood, "No, I want you to kiss me right now, okay?"

"But……"

"Qinghe..."

Chi Qinghe couldn't resist Gong Huasui's soft voice calling his name, and finally surrendered.

"Just a moment."

"Ok!"

Gong Huasui closed his eyes on his own initiative.

Chi Qinghe looked around vigilantly. There were not even a few cars at this hour, so it should... be okay.

He calmed himself down, raised his chin, and planned to touch it and leave.

But Gong Huasui had no intention of stopping just to try it out from the beginning.

The moment Chi Qinghe wanted to withdraw, Gong Huasui quickly raised his hand, pressed the back of Chi Qinghe's neck, and pushed him back.

If Chi Qinghe's kiss is the gentle spring rain that moistens everything silently, then Gong Huasui must be the violent and hot rainstorm on a summer night.

Tearing off the innocent and harmless appearance, revealing the predatory and aggressive nature, every response will stimulate more suffocating bloodiness.

Especially when she saw the flash of white light at the corner, Taohua's eyes showed a clear warning and cold anger at having her territory stepped on.