I fell in love with the president of flash marriage

Qi Zhusheng's attitude was very frank, which showed that he really felt strange and had no other thoughts.

Hearing this, Xia Chen immediately came back to his senses, raised his feet and walked over boldly, a few steps made him walk like he was on the execution ground, Xia Chen was afraid that Qi Zhusheng would dislike him for showing something that he shouldn't show, so that He didn't even dare to lift his head.

Seeing this, Qi Zhusheng became even more puzzled. After Xia Chen came over, he asked with a little concern: "The weather is a bit hot, are you uncomfortable?"

Because of the height difference between the two, he raised his head when he spoke. It's good that Xia Chen didn't lower his head, but when he lowered his head, he finished reading what he should see and what he shouldn't.

The young man was basically unable to withstand this level of shock, Xia Chen only felt a rush of blood rushing to his brain, almost flushing out his nosebleed.

But Qi Zhusheng's clear eyes that were slightly worried seemed like a bowl of cool water, pouring his head on Xia Chen's hot heart, bringing him temporary clarity, but in the end it was just a drop in the bucket.

Reason was entangled with some indescribable instincts, Xia Chen suddenly closed his eyes, his voice was tense and extremely calm, just like the silence before a volcano erupted: "No, do you need my help?"

Even though Xia Chen deliberately pretended that nothing happened, the inadvertent honorifics still exposed his strange state.

Qi Zhusheng's eyebrows twitched, but seeing that he didn't want to say more, he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he looked down at the zipper of the cheongsam and said, "The cheongsam is a little tight, and the zipper can't be closed. Can you trouble me to close it for me?" ?”

Xia Chen's mind is now full of thoughts: Who am I?Am I dreaming?Is it a lie, do I rely on it?

But even though his soul had already floated to heaven, his body subconsciously replied: "I am willing to serve you, sir."

After realizing what he said, Xia Chen's soul finally came back halfway. He digested the facts before him with what little reason he had left, then held his breath, and raised his hand cautiously.

Qi Zhusheng really wanted to fasten the zipper, after all, the feeling of being caught by clothes is really not good.

For this reason, he turned sideways very cooperatively so that Xia Chen could move.

However, his inadvertent action made the little distance between the two of them once again drawn in, which caused Qi Zhusheng's right half of his body to almost hit Xia Chen's arms.

Xia Chen's heart trembled, and in a trance, he smelled a faint but cold fragrance, and a thought suddenly rose in his heart: even a saint can't stand it even when he comes.

At this moment, if there is a camera next to them, the actions of the two of them will almost be equivalent to an extremely ambiguous hug in the eyes of others.

But because Qi Zhusheng was changing clothes, when Xia Chen opened the door and walked in, the cameraman didn't follow him.

Therefore, the audience who were blocked outside together were very excited. Their mood is probably not much different from that of Xia Chen at the moment. You can get a glimpse of one or two from the grand occasion of the barrage:

"Ah, Xia Chen, can you do it! You have the ability to hug your wife, and you have the ability to open the door!"

"Big courage, dare to call Mr. Cha by his name"

"Second Battalion Commander, where's your fucking Italian cannon? Blast this broken door for me!"

"Why is there no movement, please give me some strength from the photographer, take two steps forward"

"The two of them are changing clothes seriously, don't make trouble"

""New Concept Classic""

"Ahhhhhhhhh what is something that a distinguished VIP like me can't see!"

"I was jumping up and down in a hurry, like a fucking monkey, love affairs are harmful!"

If the audience really saw the scene behind the door, I am afraid that many people would be too excited, but unfortunately they couldn't see it.

Behind the door where everyone was watching, Xia Chen pursed his lips and looked at the fabric under his hands intently. He grabbed the hem of the cheongsam with one hand and pinched the zipper with the other, trying to zip it up carefully.

But Qi Zhusheng's skin was dazzlingly fair, and Xia Chen was afraid of strangling him, and worried that his hands would touch his body.

Under the dilemma, Xia Chen was at a loss for advance and retreat, and he didn't dare to use force with his hands, but the sweat gradually broke out on his back.

But at this time, someone who is completely out of the situation wants to add fuel to the fire: "You can use a little force."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

The ambiguity of these words was like a handful of dry firewood, directly thrown into Xia Chen's already ardent heart, igniting his reason like a fire cooking oil.

Xia Chen suddenly closed his eyes, and in the next second, he opened them very quickly, with a sudden force in his hand, he pulled the zipper that had been stuck for a long time to the top.

The strength made Qi Zhusheng pause, but before he could speak, Xia Chen quickly took two steps back and said, "Sir, it's already done."

While speaking, his eyes did not dare to look at Qi Zhusheng's face, but he was also reluctant to look elsewhere, and in the end he could only take the second best and put it on Qi Zhusheng's waist and abdomen.

But soon Xia Chen discovered that this was actually an extremely wrong decision.

Qi Zhusheng saw him withdrawing so far suddenly, he was stunned for a moment and asked, "Is it... strange that I wear this?"

These words were like the richest person asking others if he was poor. Xia Chen, who was already confused, didn't know how to answer the question for a while.

Qi Zhusheng's waist itself is thin, and the main reason why he couldn't zip it up was because men's skeletons are a bit bigger than women's. At this moment, the narrow waist is lined by the sky-blue cheongsam, and the narrow but strong waist and abdomen instantly become The absolute domain depicted in some comics or novels.

What's more terrible is that with his movements, his thin and well-proportioned calves are faintly visible between the slits of the hem. The strength of the male legs and the softness of the female clothing are subtly blended together to outline a picture Very impactful picture.

Xia Chen looked away a little nervously, Qi Zhusheng really thought that wearing a cheongsam didn't look good when he saw this, he didn't feel sorry for himself when he was a little disappointed, instead he said: "Although it doesn't look good... I'm still willing to gamble and admit defeat , I hope everyone will not blame me after reading it.”

It was only then that Xia Chen realized that Qi Zhusheng was sincerely doubting himself, and he couldn't care about anything else for a while, so he quickly said, "Even the Moon God may not be as beautiful as you, sir, you are simply...then... What, the gods descended to earth!"

It always feels weird to call a man beautiful, but Xia Chen is a mixed race, so it seems that he can't be too strict with him.

Qi Zhusheng also reacted for a few seconds before realizing that what Xia Chen wanted to say was an exile, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "That word reads 'zhe', an exile."

Contemporary highly educated illiterates were not ashamed because of this, but repeatedly praised: "That's right, that's what it means. This cheongsam is a perfect match for Mr. If you don't believe it, you can go and look in the mirror. I have lived so long. I’ve seen someone as good-looking as Mr. Zhao Qian. Don’t keep listening to that blind dog, Zhao Qian. If you’re not good-looking, there’s probably no good-looking person in the world!”

Xia Chen's posture almost wished he could write an essay on the spot to prove Qi Zhusheng's good looks. Qi Zhusheng was infected by his persistent posture, and his expression softened a little because of this: "Is this true?"

Xia Chen was about to swear to the sky: "Of course, the lungs... that, the words from the heart!"

It's rare for him to be able to utter a complete idiom, Qi Zhusheng couldn't help but smile on his brow.

In Qi Zhusheng's experience, there are many people who compliment him for his works, but he can distinguish between false flattery and sincere praise.

The enthusiasm of the young man finally calmed down some of Qi Zhusheng's contempt for himself, so he followed Xia Chen's suggestion, walked up to the floor-to-ceiling mirror and looked at himself.

To his surprise, this slightly narrow cheongsam worked really well on him.

The azure cheongsam has its own charm. Qi Zhusheng's temperament dilutes the femininity of the cheongsam itself, and at the same time aggravates the cultural charm of the cheongsam, making him look stunning but not flattering, elegant but not monotonous, dignified But not stuffy.

While Qi Zhusheng was looking at himself in the mirror, Xia Chen heaved a long sigh of relief behind him, and used all his energy to cool some of his blood that shouldn't be hot.

When the blood that should be hot and shouldn't have cooled down, Xia Chen walked up to Qi Zhusheng and smiled, "How about brother, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Qi Zhusheng was not reserved, and nodded directly, "The effect is not bad."

Xia Chen pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "It's okay to call it that way? I'm afraid that when my brother goes out, many people's eyeballs will fall out."

Qi Zhusheng was amused by his exaggerated metaphor: "It's not so exaggerated."

Xia Chen curled his lips and said, "Brother doesn't believe it? Why don't we make a bet?"

Hearing this, Qi Zhusheng glanced at him with a smile: "He bets at every turn, so it can be seen that Mr. Xia is a gambler at heart."

Xia Chen said disapprovingly: "How is it possible, I will not act rashly until I am fully sure about what I do."

Qi Zhusheng smiled and shook his head: "If it's true what you said, you wouldn't sign an agreement with me who has nothing."

Xia Chen was at a loss for words, and after a while he wanted to make amends for himself, but Qi Zhusheng restrained his expression and said: "Stop gossiping, let's go out quickly."

Xia Chen still wanted to say something, but seeing Qi Zhusheng's gentle but firm attitude, he finally stopped insisting on defending himself, but nodded and said: "That's right, Brother Camera has been waiting outside the door for a while, It's time to go out."

Qi Zhusheng was taken aback when he heard the words: "The cameraman also came up?"

Xia Chen took it for granted: "This is a live broadcast, of course the cameraman will follow in. Alright, let's show them how good-looking my Mr. Qi is, I can't wait to see the scene where those people lose their eyes. "

While speaking, Xia Chen supported Qi Zhusheng's shoulders and pushed him towards the door.

Hearing the young man's unabashed speech, Qi Zhusheng was a little helpless and funny, and finally followed Xia Chen's strength to the door.

When the two reached the door, Xia Chen still put one hand on Qi Zhusheng's shoulder, while the other hand opened the door for him in a rather gentlemanly manner.

When the sound of footsteps sounded from far to near inside the house, the cameraman who had been waiting outside the door for a long time immediately pulled the camera over. Countless viewers who were looking forward to the live broadcast immediately sat up straight, but the next second they He was so amazed by Qi Zhusheng that he froze in front of the computer.

This kind of impact is not for a single individual. The barrage in the entire live broadcast room was stagnant for a few seconds because of this, and there was a rare blank on the live video. As if the blank space was doubled and filled, the barrage finally poured out:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'

"Damn, what, what!!"

"Program group, listen to me, thank you, I kowtow to you, the program group bang bang bang"

"It's so beautiful, this cyan color is also too beautiful. Can this beauty be seen in the world? I can't believe I'm already dead. Is this heaven?"

"Sinking fish, falling geese, closing the moon, shame flowers, people love flowers, see flowers bloom, thousands of words can be combined into one sentence, wheat external application!!!"

"Damn it, Mr. Xia's expression, this seemingly careless hand on Mr. Qi's shoulder, can't be repaired. This guy is showing off to us, he must be!"

"Mr. Cha: I can feel it, but you can only look at it, hey, are you envious? Envy is right!"

"No wonder Mr. Xia went in like Tang Seng entered Pansi Cave. He didn't come out for a long time. The fucking scheming Nian attacked"

"Hahahahaha God damn it is the same as Tang Monk entering Pansi Cave, Mr. Qi: Who are you talking about spider spirits, are you polite?"

"What a spider spirit, our teacher Qi is clearly Chang'e! The fairy beauty of the Moon Palace!! prprpr"

"Understood, the Connotation Movie King is the second senior brother"