The male god said he was straight

Qi Xia opened his eyes, the sky outside the window was about to dawn.

Before falling asleep last night, He Xiao opened the window halfway to let in air. At this moment, Qi Xia could hear something outside the window being swept by the howling wind and smashing against the wall.

His first feeling was that the air in the room was very cold, it should have cooled down again, but snuggled up to a heat source, the quilt was very warm, Qi Xia turned his head to look at He Xiao, and shrunk his body tighter into his arms.

Almost at the same time as his body was squirming, He Xiao opened his eyes, and looked at him with deep eyes faintly smiling, "Are you awake?"

Qi Xia didn't want to talk, so she stuck her head into He Xiao's shoulder, and the ups and downs of last night seemed to be vivid in her memory.

He walked into He Xiao's room with the awareness of completely owning each other, but he ignored one thing, because of his natural physiological structure, it is difficult for a man to bear that kind of thing, not to mention that He Xiao is still not a human size.

It's not something that he can accomplish by overcoming his psychological shadow. At the beginning, He Xiao was also very serious about developing for him, but later he still didn't fit the size.At that time, the two of them were on the verge of breaking out, and they had to use hand and mouth to solve each other.

And once the past came back again, what happened after that almost opened the door to a new world for him. He still remembered He Xiao's fingers moving in and out of his body, and that strange pleasure made him unable to resist. For the first time, I know that the feelings that men get from there are not only pain, but also other things.

But it was a little embarrassing to think about it, so Qi Xia put her face next to He Xiao's neck, avoiding his gaze.

Qi Xia's appearance made people laugh like an ostrich, but he was also very obedient and cute. He Xiao's heart softened again, and he hugged him tighter with his arms, bowed his head, and whispered with his mouth close to Qi Xia's ear : "Hold tighter."

So Qi Xiahuan tightened his arms around He Xiao's waist, and muttered: "It's so cold, I don't want to get up."

His obedient appearance almost scratched He Xiao's heart. He Xiao wanted to keep him in captivity for the rest of his life, so he said softly, "That's okay."

Qi Xia shook his head: "That won't work, I still have to rehearse."

He Xiao smiled, this is his Qi Xia, who looks gentle, but is very serious and stubborn about what he insists on, and he wants to be with such a Qi Xia for the rest of his life.

Because of the cold weather, Qi Xia said to He Xiao when he got up early in the morning to take a shower: "I really want to eat something hot today. I remember there is a beef noodle shop on Huayuan Road near the troupe."

It was a small street, and the shops on both sides of the street were very small. He Xiao quickly wiped his face with a towel, "How do you know?" Qi Xia has been famous for several years, and it should be inconvenient for him to go in and out of any public places in these few years , He Xiao was a little puzzled as to why he even patronized such an unremarkable shop.

Qi Xia combed her hair in front of the mirror, "Chang Le found out. She parked the car at the door before, and she bought it and ate it a few times."

He Xiao was distressed that he had to borrow someone else's hand if he wanted to eat something. This morning, he really asked the driver to drive the car to that road, because it was a one-way street, and there was a detour in the past.

The car stopped at the door, and He Xiao said, "Wait for me."

Qi Xia was drooling just looking at the signboard, "Okay."

When He Xiao entered the store, Qi Xia sat in the car and waited. Looking through the window, there seemed to be other people queuing up in the store. Qi Xia estimated that it would take a few minutes for them to line up.

With a bang, something hit the rear window, Qi Xia turned his head and saw that it was a flattened cardboard box that was blown up by the wind, swayed against the window, and was blown to the ground again.

Qi Xia was about to turn around, but his eyes swept over the corner of the road behind the car, and he happened to see a four or five-year-old boy chasing a cat from the side of the road to the middle of the road and running wildly in a circle.

At this time, if the turning car drove too fast, it would definitely hit someone, Qixia couldn't get out of the car by herself, so she said to bodyguard A: "Go and pull him away."

Bodyguard A followed his eyes and understood that this child should belong to a shop on the side of the road. It is estimated that the parents are only focused on doing business and have not found out yet.

But Qi Xia couldn't live without someone to protect him, so he gave the driver a look, and the driver got out of the car.

This is a good thing that can be done easily, there are not many people on the road this day, Qi Xia simply put on sunglasses, pressed the window and looked in the direction of the child.

He had been watching the driver catch the brat and send him back to his mother in the small shop next door. Qi Xia looked away and was about to turn around when he suddenly heard the girl's surprised and apprehensive voice: "Qi Xia?"

He turned his eyes and saw two girls standing beside his car, in the middle of the road.

Qi Xia nodded, and one of the girls said, "We are your fans, is it convenient to sign for us?"

The driver came back at this time, and when he saw this, he was going to chase him away, but Qi Xia knew too well who his parents were, and was always grateful to the fans, so he quickly gave the driver a look and said to the girl: "Come over to the sidewalk. .”

The two girls listened happily to his words, Qi Xia just closed the window after signing for them, even so, bodyguard A dutifully got out of the car and stood by the door.

So when He Xiao came back, he saw such a picture. Two girls stood by the sidewalk and surrounded the rear door of the car, looking at Qi Xia excitedly.

He Xiao glanced at bodyguard A, originally he was blaming him, but seeing Qi Xia's earnest expression when he wrote his signature, he felt that he should do his best to protect him and let him do whatever he wanted to do.

After signing the name, Qi Xia returned the notebook to the girl, and said solemnly and gently: "Don't stand in the middle of the road from now on, it's dangerous."

The girls smiled and nodded, and left as soon as they got their signatures. Turning around, they saw a tall and strong man standing behind them like a wall, holding two translucent fresh-keeping boxes with soup in them. rice noodles.

He Xiao is quite cool to strangers, his eyes are cold, and he won't meet people for more than a second unless necessary.

Seeing him, the girls immediately moved aside automatically, and stood by and watched.

He Xiao opened the car door, stepped into the car and handed the things in front of Qi Xia, "Eat while it's hot."

The car drove away quickly.

While the two girls were still standing on the side of the road watching, one of them said excitedly: "The last time they took a picture of the person following His Majesty at the airport, is that the one just now?"

I found all the photos on the other phone, "It's him, look."

"So handsome! Is he an assistant or a bodyguard?"

"This physique must be a bodyguard. Did you hear that just now? Eat it while it's hot. That tone is quite tender and tender."

"I heard that. That tone is not talking to the boss. My boyfriend doesn't talk to me so affectionately."

"What should I do? I was suddenly slapped by the new CP. I can write about it now."

"Look at the height difference, isn't our Majesty going to be crushed?"

"If you are suppressed, you will be suppressed. Your Majesty is also very cute when you are suppressed, okay?"

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At this time, Qi Xia sat in the car satisfied with the hot noodle soup as he wished, completely unaware that a new CP non-describable article about him was already in the making.

It was also in the early winter of this year, during the rehearsal of "Li Ting Banquet", Qi Xia finally encountered a performance bottleneck that he hadn't encountered in many years.

The veteran actor who played the role of the general joined the group at the end of November, and the first scene Qi Xia rehearsed with him was at the palace banquet for the first time.

Perhaps because of the dialogue between him and He Xiao in this scene, Qi Xia's most vivid imagination of the role of the general came from He Xiao, so when the old drama bone stood in front of him, he had the illusion that his character had collapsed.

So although the first time went smoothly, Qi Xia felt that his lines were so dry that even he was not satisfied, and it was not advisable to mix personal feelings into the performance. After this practice, Qi Xia mumbled beside him He adjusted himself silently for a long time.

Fortunately, the partner is worthy of the old drama, and the superb performance has the power to bring people into the play. Once again, Qi Xia entered the play very quickly. This time he thought it was good, but when he stopped, the old drama said to him: " Qi Xia, I have carefully studied your role, your body language was good in that part just now, but as a film and television actor, you have problems with the details of your expression and the tone of your lines."

Qi Xia hadn't encountered criticism from her peers for many years, so she said a little unconvinced, "What's the problem?"

The old opera bone said: "You can repeat the part just now."

Then quickly put on a posture and started to him, "I know you."

Qi Xia stared at him for a moment, then laughed at herself indifferently when she spoke: "I also know the general, the general is the pillar of the country."

The old drama bone said: "Here, the protagonist is not understood by others. He is just used to it but he doesn't complain much to others or himself. Where did your half-sarcastic sarcasm come from?"

Qi Xia said: "My understanding is different from yours. I think he has always been lonely, and he actually has expectations for people around him, so a stranger took the initiative to talk to him at a banquet. A fleeting moment of joy."

The old drama bone said: "You need to interpret your role carefully. Although the performance just now was put on the stage, the audience can see it from a distance, but I know you are an actor who strives for perfection."

So Qi Xia was in a low mood until the evening. In the bathroom of He Xiao's room, He Xiao was lying on the bottom of the bathtub. He lay on top of He Xiao and said, "I don't think I misunderstood."

He Xiao watched the whole process from the sidelines in the morning, and when he thought of something, he suddenly said, "I remember the last time you talked to me about this line, it wasn't performed like this today." That time made him feel more appropriate.

They said that this passage was in Qixia's hometown, that is, that passage in the past, He Xiao confessed his love to Qixia.

Thinking about it now, Qi Xia felt a little sweet in his heart, but he quickly brought his thoughts back, put his arm on He Xiao's arm, and said, "When I was talking about the lyrics, I occasionally acted in my true colors, and I didn't get into the role."

He Xiao knew nothing about acting, so he could only comfort him, "Take your time."

He said to take it easy, and Qi Xia really followed him slowly. One night passed, and until the next day when he sat on the breakfast table, Qi Xia still had a slightly gloomy face, resting his chin on his arm and quietly looking at the tableware on the table. The script was in a daze.

He Xiao hated seeing him suffer the most, and was also worried in his heart. He actually felt that Qi Xia's true colors would be more suitable for the protagonist of "Li Ting Banquet" in his mind, but since he was a layman, he couldn't give random advice.

But right now Qi Xia is still like this, He Xiao had no choice but to rush to the doctor and said: "You might as well try to treat the protagonist as yourself."

They went downstairs early this day, and besides the two of them, there was Shen Shaojie in the restaurant at this time, but both of them automatically ignored the unwelcome third person.

Qi Xia shook his head: "How can that be done? "The Banquet at the Pavilion" was written by Mr. Shen. As far as this plot is concerned, the role should be an allusion to himself, so now I want to play someone else."

And Shen Shaojie, who had always been regarded as air by them, looked at the three big characters "Li Ting Banquet" and suddenly interjected: "Just play yourself, my second uncle wrote this book for you."

He Xiao's eyes suddenly darkened, while Qi Xia looked at Shen Shaojie in surprise.