Bright Throne

Pei Hanrui, who was thrown aside, shrugged with a regretful expression.

After simply teaching the key points of hitting, Pei Hanrui was quite satisfied with Qin Yi's comprehension, and after playing a few rounds, he didn't look too ugly.

However, Qin Yi, who originally thought that billiards was just a simple sport of pretending to be aggressive, has completely changed his mind now, and he is fully prepared that he will not be able to win a game.

Before the official start of the first game, he still tugged on Pei Hanrui's clothes corner, and said pitifully, "Why don't you let me have five more balls."

Having said that, he didn't have any hope, but Pei Hanrui looked at him and smiled, and agreed without hesitation.

In an instant, Qin Yi whistled in his heart, look, it's that easy to take advantage!

……

That night, when the servant brought over Qin Yi's wet clothes after washing and drying them, he strangely saw this big man lying face to face against the wall, with his dark eyes pressed down and a fierce light overflowing, his forehead hitting the wall at the same time. He muttered something in a low voice and couldn't hear what he said clearly, but he could tell from his expression that it was not a good word.

The maid almost wondered if he had escaped from a mental hospital, and when she looked at her, her eyes trembled with that gloomy gaze.

"Qin, Mr. Qin, your clothes..." The maid handed over the clothes, shoes and socks tremblingly, and then ran away like a fly.

Qin Yi took it inexplicably, scratched his hair, and became even more depressed.

Thinking of the three rounds that were horrible and lost all face just now, Qin Yi's mood at this time - if he had to describe it, he probably wanted to kill himself by beating eggs.

Turning his face and seeing Pei Hanrui taking the attitude of a natural winner, he was there cleaning the cue in a leisurely manner, Qin Yi was suddenly furious, thinking to himself, what are you dragging, you will cry on the pool table sooner or later!

In order to realize this glorious and arduous ideal, billiards has since become Qin Yi's third hobby besides strawberry milk and chicken drumstick rice.

For the time being, I will not mention it.

Seeing Qin Yin's unwilling and unyielding little eyes, Pei Hanrui was in a good mood, and there was a trace of smile in the corner of his eyes: "Dissatisfied? Welcome to fight at any time."

Qin Yi curled his lips and turned his back, expressing his disdain by picking his earwax.

Quickly changing clothes, including those two sore socks, of course, Qin Yi finally got into Pei Hanrui's car under the strange eyes of all the maids, and by the way, took some night snacks from the maids and carried them in his hand eat.

Normally, after Pei Hanrui sent him back, he usually drove away consciously, but after Qin Yi quickly got off the car tonight, he also got off the car.

"You... don't you want to go up and sit down?" Qin Yi stared at him vigilantly.

Pei Hanrui locked the car and said bluntly: "This proposal is good."

"..." Qin Yi never thought that there would be a day when he would be choked by what he said even though he was invincible in the world.

"It's not impossible, but, are you sure? My house is really messy." Qin Yi is still struggling to save himself.

"How messy is it?"

Qin Yi lowered his head and thought for a while, then said seriously: "It's probably similar to my socks."

Pei Hanrui seemed to be stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth moved stiffly, and he said silently: "God will not forgive you."

"...I don't care about him!"

With this foreshadowing in his heart, Pei Hanrui thought he had done a good job of psychological construction in the elevator, but who would have thought that he would find himself too stupid and naive when he entered the door.

As if the door to a new world had been opened, Pei Hanrui stood blankly at the door for a long time, until Qin Yi hurriedly rushed into the kitchen.

Qin Yi plucked from the kitchen for a long time, and finally found a lump of black tea leaves that were knotted together. His heart sank, thinking that he didn't drink it by himself anyway, so he simply broke off a small piece and threw it into a teacup to flush with hot water.

When he came out of the water and saw Pei Hanrui who refreshed his three views again, he realized that the "virgo artist" is definitely a god-like existence that we assholes can't fathom!

When he was in Pei's house, Pei Hanrui was wearing his expensive custom-made shirt and trousers. He would cover his collar with a napkin every dinner, and he moved gracefully as if attending a state banquet. He was afraid that the oil would accidentally get on his clothes and damage his taste. and image.

She always smiles with a reserved smile on weekdays, and never shows eight teeth.

A gentleman with good upbringing and habits like him, the first reaction after entering Qin Yi's house is to change his shoes.

As a result, when he changed it, it was as if roots had taken root at the door of the shoe cabinet, and he squatted there and stopped moving!

Qin Yi moved over with the tea cup in his hand, and stretched his head to see what he was doing in wonder—it didn't matter, he was dumbfounded when he saw it.

What is the situation in his shoe cabinet? Qin Yi knows best, anyway, it will not be any better than socks everywhere. The key is not this, because he found that in just a short while, his shoe cabinet has been neatly organized Everything is well organized, each pair of shoes is arranged in an orderly manner from top to bottom according to the season, and the interval in the middle seems to have been measured with a ruler, and the error does not exceed 5mm.

And what about Young Master Pei?

Qin Yi held the cup of tea stupidly, watched Pei Hanrui squatting on the ground, took the shoe brush from the shoe cabinet, and faced the sticky notes on the closet that had been left over the years, and the sticky notes were torn off For the subsequent paper printing, just flick up your sleeves.

I brush, I brush, I brush, can't I brush it off?

——It’s okay, I can still pick it!

With an expression of "kneeling to the uncle", Qin Yi numbly held the cup and watched him pick and pick. After a long while, he tentatively said: "Don't worry about that, do you want some water?"

"No, thank you." Pei Hanrui said quickly, so busy that he didn't even have time to turn his head.

"Oh." Qin Yi numbly floated into the kitchen and put the cup back, then suddenly remembered something, and hurried into the bedroom, stuffed all the clothes and trousers thrown around the room into the closet, and tidied up the messy ones. Make the bed, and then go to the living room and stuff all the messy magazines, DVDs, comics, novels, disposable paper cups, instant noodle boxes, etc. into the drawer, and if they can't fit, they will be kicked into the bottom of the cabinet—as long as Pei Hanrui Just out of sight.

After doing all this, Qin Yi felt more tired than a day's runway practice.

He wandered to the porch, only to be shocked to find that Young Master Pei was still digging there!

Brother, how dedicated you are!God is going to be moved to tears!

Qin Yifeng was in a mess for a long time, and finally had no choice but to find a knife and squat down to pick and pick with him...

I don't know how long I've been digging, Qin Yi threw the knife away in a breakdown: "Don't pick, please, I will promise you whatever you want me to do!"

Seeing that all the obtrusive foreign objects on the cabinet were almost removed, Pei Hanrui stood up reluctantly, his face was still not very good-looking, and he said with disgust: "This is absolutely unbearable."

"I told you not to come up." Qin Yi felt that he was extremely wronged, and wished to throw this untidy and uncomfortable pervert out.

He felt that he could even publish a book, and the title of the book was "On Those Accomplishments Around Me".

Only then did Pei Hanrui realize that the purpose of coming here didn't seem to be to be a cleaner. He coughed lightly, turned to the living room, glanced casually, and immediately sank.

Qin Yi's heart skipped a beat, screaming secretly.

It's a pity that it was too late, Pei Hanrui walked to the sofa in two or three steps, and pulled out a sock from under the sofa cushion, oh, it looked familiar, it seemed to match one of the socks Qin Yizheng was wearing.

Pei Hanrui suppressed the throbbing forehead, glanced at him, and then picked up the basic magazines spread out on the coffee table.

Before it was closed, a pink unknown object popped out from inside. It was soft in the hand, and there was a hole where you could put your fingers in.

"...How should I describe your taste?" Pei Hanrui held the thing between his hands, and asked with an uncertain expression, "Isn't it used?"

"Of course not!" The corners of Qin Yi's mouth twitched, he grabbed the condom and threw it into the trash can. Even with his shamelessness, he felt like swallowing his own shit right now.

"Which is your bedroom?" Pei Hanrui gave up the continuous scanning of the living room, for fear of finding any more obtrusive things, and he probably won't be able to sleep this night.

"Hey, hey, you're almost there, don't be so familiar, okay?" Seeing that Pei Hanrui entered the bedroom on his own, Qin Yi quickly chased him in.

Fortunately, there are not many things in the bedroom. There is a bed, a desk, and nothing on the desk except a computer and a lamp—all the sundries are locked in the drawer.

It looks much cooler than the living room.

Qin Yi secretly admired his wit.

Fortunately, Pei Hanrui, who finally didn't have to continue to torture his eyes, heaved a sigh of relief. He pulled his tie and cut his hair, and changed back to that calm and calm nobleman in a second.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at Qin Yi's feet, and said solemnly in an unquestionable tone: "You are not allowed to dress like this again in the future."

"Okay, okay." Qin Yi nodded with a look of being defeated by him, "What are you doing here?"

Pei Hanrui said lightly: "I find that your taste is really problematic, so from tomorrow on, you must pass my test on what clothes to wear and how to match them. When you become a teacher, it will be up to you."

"...You are too exaggerated." Qin Yi said weakly.

"Do you think temperament is something you're born with?" Pei Hanrui walked up to him, looked him up and down, stretched out his hand to help him fold up his collar, buttoned his hands down his chest, and separated them between his waist and abdomen, In a gesture of embracing her hands, she reached behind his back, pressed her warm palms on his vest, and slowly moved down to gently smooth the wrinkles for him.

The heat of the palm came through the thin shirt, Pei Hanrui's breath was so close that he seemed to be kissing his cheek, his handsome face was close at hand, and Qin Yi's drooping eyes could easily count his trembling eyelashes.

"Models are the darlings of the fashion industry and the vane of trends. Your clothing, taste habits, and knowledge will naturally affect your temperament in the long run."

The familiar fragrance penetrated into the nose again, Qin Yi stared at his lips opening and closing in front of him, it seemed that there was a tendency to get closer, and with a little force on the other's chest, he broke free from his embrace.

Pei Hanrui let him go, smiled slightly, and suddenly stretched out his hand to gently caress Qin Yi's cheek: "For some reason, you suddenly gave me some design inspiration..."

Before Qin Yi could react and slapped his hand off, he quickly took it back.

"Then next, let me take a look at your wardrobe."

This sentence made Qin Yi, who was still in a daze, suddenly come back to his senses, he only had time to yell out the word "no", and the wardrobe door was already opened by Pei Hanrui.

The things piled up inside spewed out like a volcanic eruption, almost burying Pei Hanrui inside.

"..."

Pei Hanrui stood silently in the middle of the hill formed by the fallen clothes and trousers, slowly pulled off a pair of white underwear from his forehead, looked down, and there was actually a cartoon pattern of a big strawberry printed on the buttocks.

——The deathly silence made time seem to stand still for a few seconds.

After a long time, Pei Hanrui sighed, and then said something nonsensical: "If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell..."

The author has something to say: Qin Yi: It’s time for breakfast

Pei Shao (squatting) digging

Qin Yi: Lunch...

Pei Shao (Lying on stomach) Swish Swish Swish

Qin Yi: ...tonight...

Pei Shao (youyou): I can't bear it...