I fell in love with the president of flash marriage

Facts have proved that teasing dogs requires caution.

Xia Chen was so teased by Qi Zhusheng that he lost all reason, so that Qi Zhusheng almost didn't get up on time the next day.

Originally, Qi Zhusheng's idea was to wash the scarf and return it to Su Xingtong, but according to the current situation, the scarf probably won't see the light of day.

Fortunately, Su Xingtong himself didn't care about this, what he lent to Qi Zhusheng was just the most common scarf, and his number of scarves was about the same as the number of ties in Xia Chen's drawer, the only difference was that he liked wearing scarves very much, And Xia Chen bought the tie just out of collection.

But it's their business that they don't care, Qi Zhusheng can't take someone's scarf and not return it.

So on the third night, when Xia Chen came up shamelessly again, Qi Zhusheng covered his mouth and warned, "Don't bite, I've already washed the scarf, and I'll return it to Teacher Su tomorrow."

Xia Chen was actually aggrieved after hearing this, and looked at Qi Zhusheng pitifully, if he really had a tail, he might already be wagging his tail and acting like a spoiled child.

However, Qi Zhu has a heart of iron and stone, facing his coquettishness unmoved: "No."

Xia Chen lowered his head in disappointment, apparently compromising.

Seeing that he was so obedient, Qi Zhusheng softened his attitude, and was a little amused when he saw this: "It's not that I won't let you do it... It's just that I won't let you bite people, so there's no need to be so unhappy?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to comfort Xia Chen and rubbed Xia Chen's head. Xia Chen's mood immediately became high. He lightly rubbed Qi Zhusheng's palm, but his tone was quite aggrieved: "I like sir so much, I like Mr. To the point of wanting to devour him into his stomach, wanting to bite the back of his neck..."

The first half of the sentence is still listenable, but the second half of the sentence is a bit outrageous.

Qi Zhusheng covered his mouth quickly with his eyes and hands, and said shyly, "Just do what you want, why are you still talking so much in bed?"

Xia Chen blinked, even if Qi Zhusheng covered his mouth, he couldn't stop him from confessing: "...But I like Mr., so I can't stop talking when I see Mr., and I can't control it."

During Xia Chen's speech, Qi Zhusheng's palms trembled, and the numbness spread down his wrist to his heart.

Qi Zhusheng is a seemingly traditional person who has no worldly concepts. In short, he seems to be conservative, but in fact he is very enthusiastic and straightforward.

So facing Xia Chen's casual but straightforward confession, Qi Zhusheng's bottom line was instantly warmed up.

"Sweet words." Qi Zhusheng raised his hand and pinched Xia Chen's cheeks gently, then changed the subject and said in a low voice, "Except for the neck...you can do whatever you want, don't let outsiders see..."

He spoke the second half of the sentence very quietly, Xia Chen opened his eyes in disbelief when he heard the words: "...What did you just say?"

Hearing this, Qi Zhusheng raised his hand to support his chin and pushed him aside, then said angrily, "I said go to bed early tonight."

When Xia Chen heard this, he immediately refused to obey, clasped Qi Zhusheng's waist and leaned forward, and said coquettishly, "Sir, you obviously didn't say that just now."

Qi Zhusheng let him hug him into his arms, and said with a light smile, "Why don't you pretend to be deaf and dumb now?"

While Xia Chen's subordinates were dishonest, he began to talk about him from left to right: "Is it okay except for the exposed places?"

This is making progress, Qi Zhusheng was tossed out of the shadow by him, although this little bastard is unfamiliar, but he has a lot of tricks, upon hearing this, Qi Zhusheng immediately raised 12 vigilance: "What do you want to do?"

Xia Chen smiled innocently and purely: "If you don't do anything, just give me a kiss, sir, don't worry."

His reputation on the bed is almost zero with Qi Zhusheng right now, Qi Zhusheng subconsciously leaned against the head of the bed, looking at him vigilantly, but the words that came out of his mouth were not too firm: "...don't go too far."

This is actually a compromise, Xia Chen laughed even brighter when he heard this, and immediately leaned forward to kiss him and assured him: "It won't be too much, sir, don't worry."

Facts have proved that everything the man said in bed is a lie, even if there is a truth, it is to cover up other lies.

Xia Chen did fulfill his promise at the beginning, and the scarf was indeed returned to Su Xingtong the next day without any changes.

When Su Xingtong got the scarf, he was still a little surprised. He looked Qi Zhusheng up and down, and then couldn't help but said: "...It's used up so quickly, I thought it would take a week to return it to me."

Qi Zhusheng naturally heard what he meant, and pretended to be calm when he heard the words: "That would be too much trouble for Mr. Su, and how can I borrow it every day during the filming."

Although based on Su Xingtong's experience, people who have just fallen in love should always be a little more eager, but he didn't ask any more questions, just nodded with some doubts: "...Indeed."

After the two chatted for a few more words, Su Xingtong went to prepare for the next shoot.

Seeing this, Qi Zhusheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then moved his legs slightly unnaturally.

A part of the body that no outsider can see is slightly hot, and there is a tooth mark on it like a tattoo.

The tingling numbness and the slightly hot itchy feeling made Qi Zhusheng unable to help but recall what happened last night. Xia Chen ignored his crying pleas and insisted on...

"Sir!" Qi Zhusheng was startled by a familiar voice and hurriedly looked over, only to see Xia Chen walked up to him worriedly and asked, "Are you okay?"

Qi Zhusheng put his legs together unnaturally, the friction caused by this posture made him stiff, and he was unable to speak for a while.

Seeing this, Xia Chen became even more worried: "Sir, let's sit down next to you and rest for a while."

He tossed people like this last night, and today he began to care about Qi Zhusheng eagerly. Qi Zhusheng looked at him helplessly when he came back to his senses: "Mr. Xia is really a weasel greeting a chicken."

Xia Chen thought he was angry, lowered his head and said pitifully: "...I was wrong."

Qi Zhusheng laughed: "You said this five times yesterday and ten times the day before yesterday, but it's the first time I heard it today, so it's considered a bit of progress."

Seeing that he finally smiled, Xia Chen couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, and also showed a shallow smile, standing where he was and letting Qi Zhusheng make fun of him.

Seeing him beating and scolding like Qi Zhusheng was really funny, he raised his hand and pinched his cheek and said: "Why do you always forget to eat and not to beat?"

Xia Chen said rather shamelessly: "Because sir is delicious, he never hit me."

Qi Zhusheng was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously glanced around and saw that everyone was busy with their own business, and he didn't know whether he really didn't hear or pretended not to hear the commotion here, but Qi Zhusheng was still a little relieved and came back to his senses Finally, she couldn't help but cast Xia Chen an angry look: "In public...don't talk nonsense."

Xia Chen blinked and said innocently: "What I'm telling is the truth... Mister really never hit me, why don't you try at night?"

Being able to say "evening" means that this kid is deliberately pretending to be innocent, Qi Zhusheng blushed and said, "I don't have that kind of habit!"

His blushing and shy expression is really eye-catching, Xia Chen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, Qi Zhusheng couldn't help but glared at him.

Seeing that his husband was annoyed, Xia Chen accepted it as soon as he saw it, and quickly changed the subject: "The filming is progressing more smoothly than I imagined. If this continues, the entire crew will be able to move to Huashan in about a month."

Hearing that he was discussing serious matters, Qi Zhusheng couldn't help but nodded and said: "Almost, according to my past experience, not counting the previous preparation time, it takes at least three months to finish shooting a movie. I didn't expect It's going so well..."

When Qi Zhusheng said this, Xia Chen's expression immediately became proud, and he almost wrote "Sir, praise me quickly" on his face.

Seeing this, Qi Zhusheng couldn't help laughing and said, "All this is thanks to our Director Xia. Without Director Xia's support, let alone the smooth progress, I'm afraid the movie would have been aborted."

Xia Chen was a little embarrassed by his praise, looked at Qi Zhusheng and said with a smile: "Mr. is indeed a cultural person, he is good at coaxing people."

"I'm not coaxing you." Qi Zhusheng looked at him and said seriously, "This movie can't be made without anyone, but I want to praise you the most."

Rationality made Qi Zhusheng affirm everyone's contribution to the film, including himself, but emotion made him unable to help but want to praise Xia Chen.

Such a blatant preference made Xia Chen not even know what to say. He felt that his whole body was floating, and the feeling of joy and joy was like being trapped in the clouds.

"Sir..." Xia Chen was so excited that he couldn't speak, "I like you so much."

Qi Zhusheng smiled lightly, raised his hand and pinched Xia Chen's nose: "I like you too. Well, the next game will start soon, hurry up and go to work."

Xia Chen was coaxed by Qi Zhusheng's few words, and his fighting spirit was high. The next few scenes were extremely efficient, and many actors were infected by his state.

The subsequent shooting was as the two had envisioned, and it went so smoothly that even the actresses were amazed.

"I have been filming for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen such a smooth situation." Ye Libing couldn't help but said, "Director Xia is indeed a genius."

Xia Chen quickly waved his hand: "Where is it, Sister Ye is too famous."

The shooting in the village is over, and the whole crew will move to Huashan to shoot the rest of the scenes.

Considering that everyone has been busy for so long, after discussing with each other, they decided to rest for a week after arriving in Huashan, so that they can travel and relax.

Su Xingtong didn't plan to go, but wanted to go home during the holidays. Ye Libing saw that he couldn't wait to go home, so she couldn't help but tease: "Teacher Su is still so eager to return home after two years of marriage."

It's almost autumn now, Su Xingtong wrapped her scarf, she felt a little embarrassed when she heard this: "I can't help it, my family insists on letting me go back."

When the people around heard his duplicity, they all showed meaningful expressions.

When the person who picked him up arrived, Xia Chen watched the excitement and said without hesitation: "Captain Mo, a group of us are all planning to go to Huashan for vacation, but Mr. Su insisted on going home, and he also said that it was you who insisted on letting them go back." of."

Qi Zhusheng glanced at him with a smile, Xia Chen raised his eyebrows, and gave him a look to tell him to wait and see.

Mo Junyi was putting Su Xingtong's luggage in the trunk. Hearing this, he turned his head to look at Su Xingtong who was wrapped in a scarf and was frozen beside him with a half-smile, then nodded and said, "It's true that I insisted on letting him Come back, there is no way, our big star is so good-looking and so busy, I must stick tighter."

Su Xingtong glanced at him with a blushing face, then she was obviously embarrassed, and got into the car without saying a word.

Seeing this, Mo Junyi said for him: "I'm sorry, he doesn't talk much when he's shy."

Ye Libing smiled from ear to ear: "It's all right, let's go back quickly, we haven't seen each other for a month, we really need to go back for a few days to be intimate."

After bidding farewell to the lead actor, most of the rest followed Qi Zhusheng and Xia Chen to Mount Hua.

Compared with summer, Huashan Mountain in autumn also has a special flavor.

After making an appointment for the official shooting time, everyone separated for leisure and entertainment.

Because when Qi Zhusheng and Xia Chen came last time, they had a good experience in the hot spring, so this time Xia Chen still booked in that hotel.

Of course, Qi Zhusheng knew exactly what Xia Chen was thinking, but he didn't expose it, after all--the boy's birthday is two days away, so it's not a big deal to satisfy him.

Qi Zhusheng is not like Xia Chen who gave something for a festival and deliberately created a sense of mystery. He said to Xia Chen on the first bus to Huashan: "If I remember correctly, you still have two days to go. It's my birthday, I've prepared the presents, what kind of cake do you want?"

Xia Chen was caught off guard by spoilers, but fortunately, Qi Zhusheng didn't tell him the specific content of the gift.

After recovering, Xia Chen quickly said: "Sir, you can buy whatever you like."

Qi Zhusheng shook his head: "How can you celebrate your birthday according to my preference?"

Xia Chen said pitifully: "I have never had a cake for my birthday before, and no one gave me a cake. This is the first time someone has given me a birthday cake. I am very happy, so I want my husband to be as happy as me , isn't that also possible?"

Facts have proved that this kid's acting like a baby is really top-notch, Qi Zhusheng couldn't help it, so he had to compromise and said: "Okay, then you can't go back on your word."

Xia Chen puffed his chest and said: "Sir, even if you buy matcha flavored ones, I'll take them all. There's no way I'll go back on my word!"

Qi Zhusheng gave him a meaningful look when he heard the words: "Okay, Mr. Xia said it himself."

Because of Qi Zhusheng's advance notice, Xia Chen had infinite expectations for his birthday this time.

So much so that in the first two days of the holiday, he was so excited that he was a little out of his wits.

Finally, it was the day before her birthday, Xia Chen couldn't help getting excited when she thought that she would receive a present after twelve o'clock tonight, and got up before seven o'clock in the morning.

At nine o'clock that night, seeing him so excited, Qi Zhusheng deliberately yawned to tease him and said, "Ah Chen, I'm a little sleepy, why don't I go to bed first and wake up tomorrow morning to celebrate your birthday, okay?"

Xia Chen first showed an unbelievable expression when he heard the words, and then lowered his head, but he still obediently agreed: "Okay, let's live tomorrow."

Seeing that he looked like an abandoned puppy, pitiful and cute, Qi Zhusheng couldn't help but stepped forward and hooked his neck and said: "I'm just kidding you, how can I bear it."

Xia Chen's breathing was stagnant, and when he came back to his senses, his heart was hot and hot, so he immediately hugged him horizontally, put him on the bed and pressed him down, followed by an overwhelming kiss, and acted like a baby while kissing Said: "Sir... What is the gift? Can you tell me secretly?"

Qi Zhusheng allowed him to act wildly on him in a docile manner, but he was the only one who remained silent on Xia Chen's question: "No, the gift will not be opened until the time comes."

Xia Chen acted coquettishly and said: "Sir—my good sir—you just tell me."

Qi Zhusheng pushed him indifferently and said, "No."

Xia Chen saw that acting like a baby was useless, so he started talking nonsense: "My wife—"

Qi Zhusheng's cheeks became hot, and he raised his eyes to look at him: "Don't shout indiscriminately."

Xia Chen was innocent yet aggrieved: "I'm going to have my birthday soon, can't I just call my wife?"

Qi Zhusheng took a deep breath: "Immediately does not mean that you are now, you will be the birthday star after twelve o'clock."

Xia Chen's eyes immediately lit up when he heard the words: "Sir, do you mean that I can shout after twelve o'clock?"

Qi Zhusheng turned his face sideways and whispered: "...as you wish."

Xia Chen's eyes brightened even more, and he immediately kissed her.

The two were stuck together on the bed for a long time, and the time finally came to twelve o'clock in the evening.

When the last one jumped from 59 to 00, Xia Chen sat up suddenly from the bed, and Qi Zhusheng also sat up after seeing this, and then leaned forward and kissed him gently on the lips: "Happy 22 years old, I'm happy!" Little Polaris."

His tone was unprecedentedly gentle. After hearing this, Xia Chen's eyes became hot, and he subconsciously wanted to wrap his arms around Qi Zhusheng's waist.

Seeing this, Qi Zhusheng smiled lightly and said, "Don't you want to see the gift? Let go of me, I'll get it for you."

Hearing this, Xia Chen reluctantly let go of one hand, and the other hand was still wrapped around Qi Zhusheng's waist: "Where is the gift, I will go with you sir."

Qi Zhusheng raised his hand to cover his eyes: "There is a surprise on the birthday, you sit here, don't open your eyes, and open them when I tell you to open them."

Xia Chen was extremely curious, and more importantly, he didn't want to be separated from Qi Zhusheng at all, but after hearing what Qi Zhusheng said, he still nodded obediently: "...Okay."

Seeing this, Qi Zhusheng nodded slightly satisfied, then stood up and walked to the living room, took out the cake he bought from the refrigerator, and took out the prepared gift from the cabinet.

After everything was ready, he returned to the bedroom and said to Xia Chen, "Okay, you can open your eyes."

Xia Chen couldn't wait to open his eyes when he heard the words, only to see that the bedroom was pitch black, except for the dim candlelight in the living room.

Dim candlelight is synonymous with warmth, for some reason, Xia Chen suddenly felt like home.

Qi Zhusheng patted him on the shoulder lightly, motioning him not to sit there in a daze.

Xia Chen suddenly came back to his senses, quickly stood up and followed Qi Zhusheng into the living room.

I saw a colorful macaron cake in the living room, sprinkled with colorful candy crumbs and yellow maple syrup, it was very sweet at first glance.

22 candles were placed on the cake in an orderly manner, Xia Chen almost stared blankly.

Qi Zhusheng walked up behind him and tiptoed, "Ah Chen, close your eyes."

Xia Chen was very excited, but he still closed his eyes.

Qi Zhusheng pushed him to the table and sat down, then softly sang the birthday song in his ear.

He was too close, Xia Chen was not in the mood to make a wish at all, instead his mind was full of his husband.

After the song was over, Qi Zhusheng said, "Have you finished your wish? You can open your eyes and blow out the candles after you have made your wish."

It was only then that Xia Chen realized that he hadn't made a wish yet, but he couldn't think of too grand a goal for a while, so he could only make three simple wishes——hope that Mr. Will always have his favor; hope tonight...

The first two wishes are still very serious, but when it comes to the third wish, the painting style changes suddenly.

However, Qi Zhusheng didn't know what Xia Chen was thinking, and when he saw the other party opened his eyes, he asked unpreparedly: "It's over?"

Xia Chen nodded a little pretentiously: "Yes, I promised three."

"Three?" Qi Zhusheng couldn't help laughing, "It seems that they came prepared, and they will all come true, don't worry."

Facing Qi Zhusheng's sincere blessing, Xia Chen felt a little embarrassed. After all, his third wish was... hard to say, almost to the extent that Qi Zhusheng returned his blessing after knowing it.

"The song is over, and the wish may pass." Qi Zhusheng pushed the cake towards Xia Chen, "Blow out the candles."

Xia Chen took a deep breath and blew out all the candles.

Seeing this, Qi Zhusheng stood up and turned on the light, and when he turned his head, he saw Xia Chen looking at him eagerly. After he smiled, he walked over and put the gift he had prepared into Xia Chen's hand: "Happy birthday, this is the gift I promised you." Gift, I have been writing for two full months, hoping not to disappoint our little Polaris."

Hearing this, Xia Chen looked at the gift in his hand in disbelief. He suddenly felt that the thing in his hand was very hot, so hot that he even trembled when he spoke: "Mister... wrote it himself?"

Qi Zhusheng sat on a stool beside him and cut the cake while laughing: "Yes. I thought you didn't lack those valuable gifts...so I wrote something, it's not worth much—"

Before Qi Zhusheng finished speaking, Xia Chen interrupted excitedly: "Mr. wrote it himself! How can it be worthless, this is a priceless treasure!"

Qi Zhusheng saw that he was so excited that he almost jumped off the roof of the house, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "Well, even if it is a priceless treasure, you have to open it to have a look to make sense, right?"

Xia Chen responded in a panic when he heard the words, and then carefully looked at the gift in his hand, but because he cherished it so much, he didn't know what to do for a while.

Qi Zhusheng watched for a long time, couldn't bear it anymore, raised his hand and snatched the things in his hand.

Seeing this, Xia Chen was startled, and quickly said, "Mister——!"

However, before he finished speaking, Qi Zhusheng directly opened the gift for him, and directly under the packaging was an exquisite book.

The cover is simple and elegant, with stars in the sky and the title of the book printed - "To My Beloved Little Polaris".

Qi Zhusheng handed the book back to Xia Chen's hand, Xia Chen's hand holding the book was almost shaking.

Qi Zhusheng couldn't help teasing, "Mr. Xia got Parkinson's at such a young age?"

But Xia Chen was too excited at the moment, unable to answer Qi Zhusheng's joke at all.

"Okay, open it and have a look." Qi Zhusheng urged softly.

As if bewitched, Xia Chen obeyed Qi Zhusheng's words and turned to the first page, and then something that shocked him even more happened——the contents of the book were all written by Qi Zhusheng's hand.

From the point of view of publishing, this book is not too thick, or even considered thin. The B5 paper only takes less than [-] pages, almost [-] words.

But if these are all handwritten, then the workload cannot be described by doubling.

It took Xia Chen a long time to barely regain the ability, he read it word by word, and it took nearly 10 minutes to read a page.

After reading all the first pages, Xia Chen's soul finally recovered a bit, and he understood what he was holding in his hand—this was a book written by his husband himself, with a length of [-] words. love letter.

The moment he realized this fact, Xia Chen's mood couldn't be described in words - a series of emotions mixed together, such as shock, touch, joy, and excitement, made Xia Chen almost cry.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was still brooding over the last time he was holding Qi Zhusheng and crying bitterly after drinking too much, he might really be unable to hold back at this moment.

Qi Zhusheng yawned and said, "You can read the contents of a page for half a year, and I am not as slow as you when I write."

Xia Chen suddenly raised his head and was about to say something, when Qi Zhusheng handed a small piece of macaron and cake to his mouth: "I must have a bite of cake on my birthday."

Xia Chen was so flattered that he quickly opened his mouth and ate the cake, then he opened his eyes wide, swallowed it and said in disbelief: "Is this from Jiuxin?"

Qi Zhusheng held his chin and looked at him with a smile: "Mr. Xia himself said that I can choose whatever I want. Why, do you want to go back on your word?"

Xia Chen shook his head hastily: "Mister's order is so delicious, how could I go back on my word?"

After saying that, he quickly took the plate of cake that Qi Zhusheng had cut, lowered his head and ate it quickly.

Xia Chen ate quite fast, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was gobbling it up.This cake contained some alcoholic ingredients, but Xia Chen didn't care about it. Although he drinks very little, he is actually a very fond of drinking.On the other hand, Xia Chen was actually diverting his emotions, the impact of that gift on him was really too great.

Needless to say, Qi Zhusheng's writing style is of course, but writing style does not necessarily represent rhetoric. When Qi Zhusheng gave up his usual methods and turned to using line drawing and direct narration, the simplest and most sincere feelings immediately appeared on the paper .

Xia Chen was so moved that he had a lot to say to Qi Zhusheng, but he was afraid of crying himself, so he wanted to eat cake to relieve his emotions, but it turned out that this method was completely wrong .

Seeing him devouring his food, Qi Zhusheng couldn't help persuading him: "Eat slowly, and no one will compete with you. You can eat while watching, and divert your attention. Don't eat so fast, it's not good for your stomach." .”

Xia Chen nodded, but didn't dare to speak, fearing that he would lose his emotions once he spoke, so he obediently focused on the ten thousand word love letter.

The speed of eating the cake slowed down, but the strength of the wine picked up.

Xia Chen's emotions had already reached a threshold, but he was suppressed forcefully by himself, but when the trivial alcohol slightly disturbed his thoughts, everything was a little bit out of control.

A second before Qi Zhu was alive, he saw Xia Chen reading seriously without any emotional fluctuations, then he just looked down at the time, and when he looked up again, he was completely stunned.

There was no other reason, Xia Chen was crying while reading a book, the cake he ate was like some kind of tear gas potion, and the turbulent level of tears became faster after taking a bite.

Qi Zhusheng was almost taken aback, he bought this cake to tease Xia Chen, but teasing the puppy doesn't mean making his wolf cub cry.

The last time I cried was because Qi Zhusheng filed for divorce, and the two were quarreling at that time, why are you crying again this time?

After recovering his senses, Qi Zhusheng quickly snatched the cake from Xia Chen's hand, then raised his hand to wipe away his tears: "It's a happy birthday, why are you crying?"

Xia Chen's emotions, which had been suppressed just now, finally erupted under the impetus of alcohol.

"Sir..." Xia Chen carefully put the love letter on the table, then hugged Qi Zhusheng and cried loudly, "You...you treat me so well...uh...I like you so much...why do you To be so kind to me... I'm afraid I don't deserve it..."

As the so-called speaking the truth after drinking, Qi Zhusheng was a little bit dumbfounded when he heard the first few sentences, but he was a little unhappy when he heard the last sentence.

Qi Zhusheng was patting Xia Chen's back lightly, but he couldn't help frowning and said, "Why are you unworthy?"

Xia Chen cried pitifully: "You are so good...you are so good-looking and talented...I am neither educated...and so much younger than you...and I have no experience...uh...how can I be worthy of you... ..."

Qi Zhusheng was unhappy when he heard this, and said in an unhappy tone: "Don't cry."

When Xia Chen heard that his husband seemed to be angry, he didn't dare to cry immediately. He could only hold back the desire to cry, and looked at Qi Zhusheng eagerly with red eyes: "Honey...don't be angry..."

Hearing that the kid was crying and still playing hooliganism, Qi Zhusheng was almost laughed at by him: "Didn't you say that you are not good enough for me? Don't call me wife from now on."

When Xia Chen heard this, he blinked and wanted to cry again, Qi Zhusheng immediately said: "Don't cry."

"... Oh." Xia Chen forced back his tears, and said pitifully, "I won't cry... Sir, don't be angry."

After Qi Zhusheng and Xia Chen were together, he was almost never angry, but he was actually not a soft-tempered person, and it was rare for him to lose his temper right now, and the expression on his face immediately cooled down.

Xia Chen looked at Qi Zhusheng pitifully, seeing his expression was so cold, on the one hand he was afraid that he would get angry, on the other hand he had uncontrollable thoughts that he shouldn't have - it's not his fault, it's the so-called eye of the beholder Xi Shi came out of the house, Qi Zhusheng was usually amiable towards him, but now he suddenly became cold, and Xia Chen naturally had a special flavor in his eyes.

Qi Zhusheng looked at Xia Chen with an unkind expression: "I'm not angry because of you crying."

Xia Chen quickly asked: "Then why are you angry, sir? Don't be angry, sir?"

"Not good." Qi Zhusheng said coldly, "Don't worry about why I'm angry, I'll just ask you, do you still think you're not good enough for me?"

Xia Chen nodded, and immediately shook his head again after seeing Qi Zhusheng's unkind expression.

Qi Zhusheng was almost laughed angrily by him, and couldn't hold back for a while when he saw this, "Since you think you are not good enough for me, then tell me, who is good enough for me? Could it be Zhao Gan—"

As soon as this name came out, Xia Chen's little rationality exploded in an instant. He was so jealous that he almost jumped up from his seat: "He's such a scum! Dogs are more human than him, how can he be worthy of Mr.!"

Qi Zhusheng raised his eyebrows: "Okay, let's not talk about him. Since you think you are not good enough for me, there are so many people out there that day, there must be someone who is good enough for me, right? If this is the case, there may be a day in the future when someone will be better than you." If someone who is more worthy of me confesses to me, what do you think I will do?"

Xia Chen's eyes widened in disbelief when he heard the words, as if he had never thought about this scene.

However, Qi Zhusheng's words reminded him of that scene involuntarily. A man who was more mature and knowledgeable than him was standing beside Qi Zhusheng. The two were chatting happily and the atmosphere was harmonious...

Almost at that moment, Xia Chen's rationality was overwhelmed by boundless jealousy and twisted possessiveness.

He wrapped his arms around Qi Zhusheng's waist, and said in a restrained tone with a trace of madness: "...No, I won't allow..."

Qi Zhusheng let him hold him, Wen Yan raised his hand and gently wrapped his shoulders around his shoulders: "It's not something you allow or not... It's just that no one is more worthy of being with me than you. You are so handsome, your age Youqing is the head of the Xia family, and he can direct, sing, and finance. Why do you think you are unworthy? Even if you don’t have all of these, it’s just because I like you, I love you, so to me Say, you are more important than anyone else in the world, understand? Don't say such things in the future, I don't like it. "

Xia Chen was silent for a long time around Qi Zhusheng, and said for a while, "I know I was wrong... For my birthday, sir... Don't be angry with me..."

As soon as this kid recovers a little bit, he will start acting like a spoiled brat for various reasons, Qi Zhusheng smiled helplessly: "It's our little Polaris' birthday today, how can I be willing to be angry with you."

Xia Chen rubbed Qi Zhusheng's neck, tears wet the other's collar.

"I'm sorry, sir, but I love you so much..." Xia Chen began to cry again as he spoke, "I want to hug you..."

Qi Zhusheng really didn't understand how this kid could think about such things while crying, but the birthday person was the biggest, so he could only blushed and nodded: "...Okay, I'll be up to you tonight, but let me wash it first. Take a bath, sober yourself up, and wait until you enter the house... okay?"

Xia Chen nodded while crying, those who didn't know about that posture thought that the two of them were fighting tonight to break up.

Qi Zhusheng felt a little regretful that he bought such a troublesome cake, he struggled to sit up from Xia Chen's arms, and then took his clothes into the bathroom.

But when Qi Zhu was born, he realized that buying that cake was the worst decision - Xia Chen was reading that book while crying and continued to eat the cake, seeing that piece of cake had already been eaten by him It's been a quarter of the way, but he still doesn't feel it, and continues to be completely moved by Qi Zhusheng's love letter, and Qi Zhusheng doubts that if he keeps crying like this, he will be able to cry himself out tonight.

Qi Zhusheng didn't even have time to wipe his head, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said: "There is wine in this cake, no more—"

Before he finished speaking, Xia Chen put the book aside, carefully wrapped his arms around Qi Zhusheng's waist and said, "Sir, it smells so good... woo... I like you so much..."

Tears wet Qi Zhusheng's pajamas. Qi Zhusheng's original intention was to let Xia Chen sober up outside, but judging from the current state, this kid is obviously more drunk than before.

Qi Zhusheng was afraid that he would make himself cry, so he quickly coaxed him softly: "I like you too, go take a bath first, and eat the cake tomorrow, okay?"

However, Xia Chen was not as honest as before. Hearing this, he said directly: "The cake won't taste good until tomorrow...but the cake is not as delicious as Mr...."

The alarm bells were set off by his words, and he quickly pressed his shoulder and said, "What do you want to do?"

Facts have proved that sometimes the sixth sense really works. As soon as Qi Zhusheng finished speaking, Xia Chen suddenly exerted strength and hugged him with one hand.

Qi Zhusheng was startled, but just when he was about to say something, he saw Xia Chen's other hand reaching for the cake.

He felt bad in his heart, and immediately understood what Xia Chen wanted to do, but he didn't dare to struggle too much, for fear that this guy would fall over drunk, so he nervously said: "No..."

Xia Chen turned a deaf ear to him, carried him directly into the bedroom, then put the cake on the bedside table, pressed Qi Zhusheng and pressed him between the mattresses, then said pitifully: "I... Birthday... sir..."

He had just finished crying, his eyelashes were still wet, he looked quite innocent, he really looked like a poor dog, but only Qi Zhusheng knew that it was actually an extremely vicious wolf cub.

But today is indeed Xia Chen's birthday. Hearing this, Qi Zhusheng had no choice but to struggle and said, "Can I change it... use cake... waste food..."

Xia Chen immediately suppressed it excitedly: "It's okay, I will lick it clean."

The words were quite smooth. When Qi Zhusheng was turned over by him and forced to kneel on the bed, he was stunned. After recovering, he couldn't help asking: "Are you really drunk?"