Pretending to be husband and wife

"Qi, Qi Ming...?" Zhong Yang looked at the feminine face of the person in front of him, his light brown pupils were full of disbelief.

"Are you surprised?" Qi Ming picked up the silver mask from the ground and threw it on the bedside table.

Now that his true identity has been discovered, he doesn't want to wear a mask to add to the burden.

It's just that Zhong Yang's expression...truth made him feel happy from the bottom of his heart.

"In fact, I still prefer my real name, you can call me Qi Wuming." He stretched out his hand to catch Zhong Yang's hair hanging by his ear and gently twisted it, and said in a soft tone.

Qi Shao, Qi Wuming—Qi Ming.

Zhong Yang would never have thought that the person who has been humiliating him these days would be this person - the person whom he and Hua Yan once pursued together.

This seems to be a ridiculous farce, or the kind of vulgar plot where people smash eggs and throw mineral water bottles during the performance.

"I can't believe it?" Qi Wuming laughed, but Zhong Yang could see that the smile never reached his eyes, "I can't believe it too." He continued.

"Obviously you still liked what I liked to death... Why did you suddenly change your mind? When you attended my wedding, how could you still smile and bless me?" The soul questioned three times, and successfully made Zhong Yang's whole body People froze in place.

At this time, Qi Wuming suddenly leaned very close to him, and his warm breath sprayed on Zhong Yang's skin in large swaths, making him feel goosebumps inexplicably.

Qi Wuming didn't stop rambling, Zhong Yang felt that he might be a little delirious, and there were so few words back and forth.

"Did Huayan force you? It doesn't matter...he will not appear in front of us again soon..." Qi Wuming murmured, reaching out his hands to hug Zhong Yang.

The amount of information in this sentence is too much, Zhong Yang's heart tightened for a moment, and he couldn't control his emotions and asked Qi Wuming loudly what he did to Huayan, his voice changed because of his bad mood.

Qi Wuming was really annoyed now, he always hated hearing another person's name from Zhong Yang's mouth, let alone the Huayan that he always loathed.

— This is challenging him.

Qi Wuming grabbed Zhong Yang's neck and pressed him on the bed. His feminine facial features were originally handsome and beautiful, but now they looked a little distorted and sinister.

That face was no longer covered by that icy mask, Zhong Yang watched his cheeks turn red, which was obviously caused by being very excited.

But he is not much better now, Qi Wuming pinches his neck and refuses to let go.

——The old trick repeats itself.

Zhong Yang didn't understand what Qi Wuming's obsession with choking him was, every time he wanted to subdue him he used this method.

"Uh——!" Suddenly, a needle entered his neck, and a cold unknown liquid was injected into his body.

Before his consciousness lost consciousness, Zhong Yang thought, oh, there is also the method of injecting medicine.

He was pressing Zhong Yang's aorta under his hands, and it was beating vigorously at this moment.

Boom, boom, boom...

Every move shows that the life of the person below him is completely under his control at this moment.

——Too exciting.

Qi Wuming thought to himself.

This kind of frankness and arbitrariness with everything under his control forced him to lose control of his emotions every second, wishing he could strangle Zhong Yang half to death, let him suffocate under him, and die on his bed.

The medicine had already been injected into Zhong Yang's body, Qi Wuming waited quietly for the other party to lose consciousness and stop struggling, and finally, he finally let go of the hand that was restricting Zhong Yang's breathing.

He didn't want to enjoy a living dead person, but keeping Zhong Yang conscious was too risky, so he had no choice but to let drugs control Zhong Yang.

He's pretty pathetic when you think about it.

Qi Wuming took off his own clothes, and reached out to take off the clothes of Zhong Yang who had lost consciousness.

Showing his lean and pale body, he squeezed the muscles in his abdomen, but he still felt that this white-haired chicken figure did not conform to his sense of beauty.

But these seem insignificant compared to those who enjoy their own pleasure.

Qi Wuming bent down to touch the warm skin with his lips.

The moment he entered, he suddenly remembered that when he saw Zhong Yang for the first time, Zhong Yang would never know that he was the first person to look at him intently.

At that time when Qi Wuming was still called Qi Ming, Hua Yan chased him vigorously, Qi Wuming was really annoying, but it was not good to go head-to-head with the other party.

——That is Fahrenheit's next legitimate heir, and crushing him to death is as easy as crushing an ant.

So he could only avoid Chinese banquets as much as possible, and once by chance he met an interesting young man when he was walking by the artificial lake on their campus——

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, and the spots of light cast through the mottled leaves on the face of Zhong Yang who was sitting under the tree, looked extraordinarily beautiful like an illusion.

At that moment, he suddenly felt a ray of light shining in his heart, which was as hot as fire.

That afternoon, for as long as Zhong Yang sat under the tree, he stood in the shadow and looked at him for a long time.

When I was young at that time, I never knew that there would be such a thing as love at first sight in the world.

At night when Qi Wuming returned to his dormitory, as expected, Huayan sent a lot of things he didn't need at all.He was lying on the bed, and the gentle and handsome profile of that young man kept appearing in his mind.

In an instant, Qi Wuming realized that he had really fallen in love.

Just one look and you're lost.

Then his heart was pounding, as if it was about to jump out of his throat, and he regretted it all night, why didn't he ask for a contact information at that time? ... It doesn't matter if you don't need a name!

But he didn't want to...

It's really beautiful and misleading...

He wanted to cry without tears.

He is clearly a young man, but when he saw Zhong Yang for the first time, he was like an old house on fire and was out of control.

But before he got to know Zhong Yang, that person sent himself in front of him.

Even, when Qi Wuming saw his posture, he thought that the other party really liked him.

Zhong Yang is not afraid of Huayan, Qi Wuming doesn't know whether it is because ignorant people are fearless, or Zhong Yang has the qualifications to compete with Huayan.

But the latter idea was quickly cut off by him.

Zhong Yang's family is just a well-to-do family, how can they restrict the family's great fortune.

He is like a mouse in the gutter, longing for the sun but afraid that the sun will be too hot and burn him.

Zhong Yang met him a lot at the beginning, although the other person's eyes were focused, Qi Wuming just felt that there was no affectionate meaning in that depth.

——As time passed, he felt like he was jumping between Hua Yan and Zhong Yang.

His father heard the news from somewhere, and immediately decided to let him choose Huayan.

As a father, he didn't even ask him if he liked men or what kind of people he liked.

No wonder, after all, compared to Zhong Yang, Hua Yan is the pride of heaven, right?

Qi Wuming was lying on the table by the window, the breeze was gentle and the sun was warm, he suddenly wanted to see Zhong Yang very much, wanted to see that person standing in front of him, and when he was talking, his pair of light brown eyes stared at him for a moment. Looking at him, as if he was the only one for the other party.

He felt that he would be killed by Zhong Yang's unconscious teasing.

At this time, he suddenly realized how deep love was contained in the sentence "the first time we met at Fengling Ferry, the first time I saw Yang Guo missed his life".

[The author has something to say: Actually, I originally wanted to write something darker than this, but after thinking about it, I originally wanted to write about cookies!So I deleted it, otherwise Yangyang would be too miserable under the bed]