Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

"Stop pretending to be pitiful and hold back your tears!"

Chi Qinghe glared at him warningly and increased the strength in his hands.

His lips were lifted up, and Gong Huasui was forced to shut up. He blinked twice, hesitated for half a second, and lowered his eyelashes to cover up the emotions that were deliberately brewing in his eyes.

Knowing that he had done something wrong, he put on a pleasing expression, guiltily hooked the hem of Chi Qinghe's pajamas, shook it, and prayed that he would be less angry.

Chi Qinghe watched the whole process of his expression changing with an expressionless face.

Really skilled.

I learned acting from Qi Lian, but not much of it was used in the movie, so I performed it all for him!

"You're quite skilled at climbing over the balcony. Why don't you just go home and sleep in the middle of the night? What do you want to do?"

Chi Qinghe let go of his hand, and Gong Huansui's mouth was finally free, but he did not answer immediately. He first rolled his eyes quietly, and looked at Chi Qinghe quickly, and then looked at him again.

These sneaky little movements were not concealed at all, and were so clumsy that it seemed as if they were done intentionally for Chi Qinghe to see.

Chi Qinghe smiled, "Is this question difficult to answer?"

Gong Huasui slowly squeezed out a few words, "...I...was afraid that if I told you the truth, you would be angry."

Who knows, they might even install more surveillance cameras to prevent him.

If he makes Qinghe angry again in the future, he won’t be able to sneak in to see Qinghe.

Chi Qinghe nodded lightly, with no intention of letting it go, and let him continue.

Gong Huasui pursed his lips tightly and stammered, "My phone was out of battery at the time, so I couldn't make the call. I was scared, and all I could think about was you breaking up with me..."

"From the beginning I wanted to be close to you, just to see you."

"But when I really climbed onto the balcony and saw you, I felt it wasn't enough. I wanted to talk to you again."

"But when you saw me, the first thing you said was that you had made things clear and didn't want me to bother you anymore. I kind of... can't accept it..."

Recalling this, Gong Huasui's back was covered in cold sweat. He seemed to be trapped in a painful nightmare. The emotions in his eyes became more and more intense, and paranoia and possessiveness began to unconsciously blend into his words.

"Later, when you changed your clothes, you didn't avoid me at all, as if I were air, an insignificant stranger... But it shouldn't be like this!"

"Qinghe, it's only me! No one in this world loves you more than me!"

His word order logic became confused.

"All I can think about is hugging you, gag you, and make sure you can never break up with me again!"

"Just like I did to you countless times in my dreams, I fucked you so hard that you couldn't get out of bed. To beg me to go slower, you would cry and kiss me, saying you loved me, and even take the initiative to sit..."

Chi Qinghe hurriedly stopped himself from saying anything else, pressed Gong Huasui's lips tightly, and said with a red face, "Speak properly!"

"Uh...uh..."

The fingers pressed under the soft quilt were so hard that they almost turned white and numb. Gong Huasui woke up as if from a dream and quickly suppressed his leaked emotions.

While Chi Qinghe wasn't noticing, she pretended nothing had happened, tilted her head and curled her eyes at him innocently.

Chi Qinghe turned his head away in panic, stuttering seldomly, "Let's get to the point. I'll skip the unnecessary details!"

Gong Huasui blinked to show that he understood.

Chi Qinghe slowly let go, "Okay, continue."

"I climbed onto the balcony because I wanted to have a deep physical and spiritual connection with you... Ugh!"

The microphone was muted again, and Gong Huasui could no longer hide the smile in his eyes, and his hands hidden under the quilt slowly loosened.

Chi Qinghe didn't dare to continue the conversation and hurriedly changed the subject, "Since you wanted to... why did you suddenly change your mind and cry in the middle of it?"

"Because you don't like me like that, with my bad face, bad temper, and hooliganism, it not only hurts you, but also makes you even angrier."

Gong Huasui sat forward a little, crossed his legs, hugged the young man standing beside the bed, and rubbed his waist affectionately.

"So I want to become the person you like, so that you will feel sorry for me and forgive me... Qinghe, am I really that bad?"

Chi Qinghe frowned slightly, "Don't say you're bad. If you do, I'll feed you carrots! And asparagus!"

"But even if I don't tell you, you will still feed me..."

Receiving a warning look of death, Gong Huasui shut up instantly.

"I am also at fault for what happened today. I lost control of my temper and said a lot of things I shouldn't have said."

Chi Qinghe thought back to his immature and rude behavior and felt only regret and sorry.

"I don't know why you suddenly became obsessed with those things, but I can vaguely feel that it's because of me."

"I was very confused at the time. I kept thinking about you playing those extreme sports and dying in front of me."

"I just wanted to teach you a lesson, so that you wouldn't dare lie to me again and play those dangerous sports without telling me, but I seem to have scared you."

Chi Qinghe pursed his lips and rubbed the fluffy and soft cotton ball on his waist tenderly.

"I still say the same thing as before. No matter if you have a bad temper or like to cry, as long as you are honest, I will love you unconditionally."

Gong Huasui's ears moved, and a layer of beautiful pink was lightly applied. "No matter what?"

"Correct."

"Even if I grow old and ugly, will you still love me unconditionally?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the thoughts that he had been unable to grasp before emerged, and Chi Qinghe couldn't help but think of the inexplicable conversation with Jin Taolang at the entrance.

Even the best skin will become old and wrinkled after the baptism of time...

He could accept all of this without any psychological pressure, and even openly expressed his willingness to grow old with Gong Huasui.

But this statement itself is unfair.

With 4011, he has the capital to regret at any time and is destined to have more choices than ordinary people.

But Gong Huasui didn't have that, so he could only passively enjoy his arrangements.

Putting himself in their shoes, Chi Qinghe suddenly realized that what he did at night were all ridiculous and stupid!

He clearly had a better way and a better attitude to solve this problem, but he chose the most hurtful and stupid one.

Knowing that Gong Huasui couldn't bear to hear the word "break up", knowing that he was afraid of cold faces, knowing that he depended on him and couldn't leave him...

Countless times, he told himself in his heart that he must be good to Gong Huasui, love him, and give him an unlimited sense of security.

But when it really came to reality, he was like a brainless young man, holding Gong Huasui's love and desire for him hostage, and selfishly venting his anger!

Chi Qinghe sat down on the bed in annoyance. His unexpressed emotions made him instinctively hug Gong Huasui into his arms, tighter and tighter, harder and harder, until their two hearts were pressed together and his ears were filled with the sound of their heartbeats.

"Qinghe?"

Gong Huasui's worried voice came.

Chi Qinghe closed his eyes and hummed muffledly.

Then, the two of them tacitly kept silent.

The cold wind outside the window is still there, and the coolness of the summer night is dissipated in the moonlight, slowly wandering on the balcony. When it sees the young couple hugging each other through the glass, it will shyly dissipate and become warm.

When the first ray of morning sunlight shone into the bedroom, Chi Qinghe woke up first.

He squinted his eyes and looked towards the head of the bed.

Five thirty-seven.

It's still early.

He yawned and was about to curl up and take a nap for another ten minutes, but the arm across his waist suddenly tightened, and his back hit a warm body. His thighs moved forward reflexively, but the next second, someone pulled them back and clamped them down with a leg in a forceful and childish manner.

"Don't go..."

Gong Huasui's voice was still hoarse from just waking up, and it sounded extremely sexy when he spoke next to her ear.

Chi Qinghe was very sleepy at this time and did not notice the dangerous condition of his lower back. He adjusted his posture slightly and fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, a pair of large, round, dark brown eyes appeared in front of him.

Chi Qinghe was almost scared to death. He took a cold breath and raised his fist to hit him.

"Well--"

ten minutes later.

Chi Qinghe awkwardly held up the cotton swab and disinfected Gong Huasui's wound.

"I'll find a sponge later and wrap the corner of the nightstand."

Gong Huasui's tears fell. "The table needs to be covered, the bookcase needs to be covered, anyway, no matter where it is, as long as there is a corner, it needs to be covered!"

As the culprit, Chi Qinghe didn't dare to refute at all and quickly agreed.

Fortunately, Gong Huasui dodged the punch he had just thrown. However, at that time, he was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, and the sudden punch made him instinctively step back.

He leaned back, then took a step back, and instantly lost his balance and fell off the bed.

Fortunately, I happened to bump into the bedside table, leaving a small bloody wound on the left side of my forehead near the end of my eyebrow.

After disinfecting the wound on his forehead and applying a waterproof band-aid, Chi Qinghe went to check other parts of the body.

When he had unbuttoned the third button of his pajamas, Gong Huasui suddenly held his hand. His breathing was very heavy, and the skin on his chest was rising and falling rapidly, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

"Qinghe, it's gone, just on the forehead, there's nothing else..."

Chi Qinghe's gaze gradually stopped, and after staring for a long time, his head involuntarily moved closer.

Gong Huasui hurriedly held Chi Qinghe's face and lifted it up. His cheeks were red, and it was unclear whether it was because of anger, shame, or both.

"No, Qinghe! No!"

"But you helped me."

"I...I'm willing to do it, and I've watched a lot of videos and have a lot of theoretical experience!"

Gong Huasui shouted hoarsely.

"And as I said last time, you have to practice swimming for at least 42 minutes before... you can try..."

Chi Qinghe pondered, his face serious, "I am willing to do it, and my theoretical experience is also okay. Although I haven't practiced for forty-two minutes, I can use my hands for the remaining part."

Hearing this, Gong Huasui felt as if the small volcano in his heart had erupted, magma splashed everywhere, and his whole body was burning hot as if he had a fever.

The villain in my heart was wavering and couldn't make a decision.

Chi Qinghe didn't have as many concerns as him, and took direct action when the enemy was unprepared.

Gong Huasui groaned, quickly arched his body, and endured the tingling and numb feeling of electricity running through his bones, gritted his teeth and begged.

"Qinghe...don't..."

As he spoke, he grabbed Chi Qinghe's wrist in a random manner. In the process, Chi Qinghe instinctively clenched his fist. The pain almost drove Gong Huasui crazy.

Chi Qinghe thought he had hurt the person and quickly let go. Gong Huasui took the opportunity to run to the bathroom.

Chi Qinghe turned his head and was able to see Gong Huasui's slightly awkward running posture and the cold and heartless sound of the door being locked.

Chi Qinghe followed worriedly and heard the sound of water splashing inside. He raised his hand in the air and hesitated for a moment, but still did not let it fall.

The air in the bathroom was extremely humid, and the tiles in front of the mirror were wet. It was obvious that someone had come in to take a shower an hour or two ago.

Gong Huasui took off his clothes and skillfully turned on the cold water switch.

He tilted his head back, and cold water droplets hit his face, soaking his hair that had just been dried.

He had high brow bones and a three-dimensional outline. Two small puddles formed in his eye sockets. His eyelashes moved, but he did not open his eyes, letting the water droplets slide down.

When the slender neck is raised, the rolling of the Adam's apple becomes clearer.

The blood mole was just like his mood at the moment, hot and passionate, and the movements of his hands were exactly the same. The waves of amorous feelings rushed towards him, as if they could burn the cold water into steam.

The sound of water gradually could not cover up the panting. The skin of the right arm that was supported on the tiles was soaked by the water and became soft and smooth, like a piece of tofu.

However, because of the owner's current emotional state, the cold white skin is stained with a thin layer of pink, a very dreamy and beautiful color, and the muscles are full of blue veins of endurance, which has a kind of violent aesthetic.

Chi Qinghe stood and waited outside, then sat and waited, but it never ended.

Seeing that it was past working hours, he seemed to feel relieved. He called his assistant and asked for sick leave in a vague manner.

In addition to the documents that must be signed by him in person and need to be delivered by his assistant, he also has to attend three meetings today.

All changed to online.

The first game is at ten o'clock.

Just as I was about to go to the guest room to wash up, there was a light knock on the door and Wenson's voice came from outside.

"Mr. Xiao Chi, breakfast and medicine are already at the door, please remember to take them."

Chi Qinghe lowered his voice and responded with "OK".

After the footsteps outside the door faded away, Chi Qinghe secretly poked his head out, brought the food in and put it on the table, then went to the guest room to wash up.

After washing up, he did not return to his room immediately. Instead, he stopped in front of the room next door and knocked tentatively.

As expected, there was no response.

Jin Taolang is a lazy bedridden person who must sleep until he wakes up naturally. This time is indeed too early for him.

After thinking about it, I decided to come again at noon.

Just as he was about to leave, the door suddenly opened and Jin Taolang, with messy hair, grabbed him and pulled him into the room.

"You disturbed me." Jin Taolang's tone sounded bad, full of irritability after waking up.

Chi Qinghe followed him. The air was filled with the rich smell of wine. He looked at the bedside table and saw several empty bottles.

"you've been drinking?"

"To add to the fun." Jin Taolang waved his hand.

Chi Qinghe nodded, thinking he was just drinking for fun, "I want to ask you about last night..."

He stopped talking immediately, his eyes seemed to be burned, and he didn't dare to look at Jin Taolang.

But he was afraid that he was seeing things, so he secretly glanced at the back of the young man's neck.

Is this what they mean by livening up the atmosphere?!

Is that a tooth mark?

Or a hickey?

It seems like it was bitten and bleeding.

So cruel...

"looking at what?"

Being caught peeking by the real owner, Chi Qinghe quickly looked away and said, "No."

Jin Taolang sneered and touched the tooth mark without hesitation. He pressed it with his finger. Perhaps it hurt, so he frowned and cursed inwardly.

Chi Qinghe didn't hear it clearly, but he was sure that the curse was very ugly.

"There was more than one thief last night. Maybe they ran into each other." Jin Taolang curled up in bed and said lazily.

Gong Huasui is one of them, and the other one is...