Chapter 33 Thick Skin
At nine o'clock in the morning, Ye Xingzhou came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and Qi Xing was still sleeping.
The person was lying on the bed, with ambiguous red marks scattered on his naked upper body and back. The quilt was draped around his waist, blocking the erotic scenery below. He slept quite soundly, his hair was disheveled, and a strand of it rested on the tip of his nose, floating with the rhythm of his breathing.
Ye Xingzhou leaned against the head of the bed and stared at him for a while, then reached out his hand and stroked his face lightly. Qi Xing, who was sleeping, probably felt itchy, and muttered, waved his hand away, turned over, and continued to sleep facing the other side.
Ye Xingzhou curled the corners of his lips, pushed open the glass door of the room and went out to the balcony, lit a cigarette, and glanced around casually.
In front of you is the river view of both sides of the Huaijiang River, with tall buildings and a wide view. The geographical location here is quite good.
Unfortunately, he has always hated crowds and is not suitable for this place.
Qi Xing was woken up by a phone call from his father. Qi Ronghua said that he would be back a day early and would be home soon, so he asked him to get up and make tea for himself as soon as he got home.
Qi Xing was still mumbling in his sleep about his father disturbing his sleep so early in the morning. When he hung up the phone, he suddenly remembered something, opened his eyes abruptly, and saw Ye Xingzhou's diamond watch on the bedside table. All his sleepiness disappeared immediately.
He hurriedly climbed out of bed and quickly looked around. Seeing a figure outside the glass door, Qi Xing almost rushed over and opened the door: "Hurry up and change your clothes and get out. My dad is back, hurry up!"
As he said that, he reached out to grab Ye Xingzhou. Although Ye Xingzhou was a little surprised, he looked calm. He put out the cigarette and was pulled into the room by Qi Xing.
The boy took a look at the bathrobe on him, frowned, quickly picked up a few of Ye Xingzhou's clothes from the mess of clothes scattered on the ground, stuffed them into his arms, and pushed him out: "Let's go, it's too late to change clothes, go downstairs and change in your car, hurry up!"
After pushing and shoving their way out of the room, Qi Xing heard a faint sound coming from the other end of the hallway. He immediately stopped and subconsciously raised his hand to cover Ye Xingzhou's mouth. He pushed him back into the room, closed the door, and locked it.
Qi Xing scratched his ears and cheeks so anxiously that his face turned red. Ye Xingzhou looked at him leisurely, as if he was watching a play.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said to Ye Xingzhou in a low voice: "Just stay here. You are not allowed to come out until I tell you to."
After saying this, he hastily put on a turtleneck sweater and pajamas, pointed his finger at Ye Xingzhou in the air as a warning, turned around to open the door, and closed the door again after going out.
Qi Ronghua had just got off the plane. His assistant helped him carry his luggage up and left. He walked in alone and saw Qi Xing appear in the living room, looking sleepy and flustered. He frowned and asked, "What time is it? Why are you still like this?"
Qi Xing forced himself to relax, yawning and mumbling, "What time is it, and today is the weekend, how do I know that you came back early?"
Afraid of being caught by his father, Qi Xing said this and went to the restaurant bar to make tea for Qi Ronghua.
Qi Ronghua was too lazy to argue with him. He took off his coat, sat down on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.
Qi Xing made tea and glanced at the living room from time to time. His father must be tired, but could he sleep in his room? He couldn't bring anyone out while sitting in this living room.
At the same time, he was a little glad that they didn't do it in the living room last night, otherwise it would be exposed as soon as his father came back.
After bringing the brewed tea to the living room and placing it on the coffee table, Qi Ronghua, who had his eyes closed, suddenly spoke: "Are there any guests at home? I saw someone else's leather shoes in the hallway."
Qi Xing's hands trembled and he almost knocked over the teacup. He had completely forgotten about this...
Qi Ronghua opened his eyes and looked at him in confusion. Qi Xing pretended to be calm and sat down on the sofa, lying, "It was Yang Kaiming. He was drunk last night, so I brought him back and let him stay at our house for one night."
Qi Ronghua frowned again when he heard this: "Drunk? Did you go out to drink again? Where is he?"
Qi Xing: "In the guest room, he is still sleeping. He was so drunk last night that he couldn't tell east from west. I guess he won't wake up that easily. I'll go call him later. Dad, are you tired? I saw that you seemed to be about to fall asleep. Why don't you go to the room and take a shower and rest? Don't drink the tea yet. I'll call you after lunch."
Qi Ronghua actually thought so too. He was indeed a little tired at the moment and was in no mood to teach Qi Xing a lesson for fooling around again while they were not at home. Just as he was about to get up, Ye Xingzhou appeared in the living room in a well-dressed suit and came over to greet him calmly, "Uncle Qi."
Qi Xing's heart suddenly rose to his throat. Ye Xingzhou was such a bastard!
Ye Xingzhou ignored him and only explained to the stunned Qi Ronghua: "Morning, Uncle Qi, I had dinner with Qi Xing last night to discuss business, and then Qi Xing invited me back to watch a movie together. After the movie, it was too late, so I stayed here for one night."
Qi Xing: “…………”
He is thicker-skinned than a pig, he tells lies with open eyes and brags without thinking!
Qi Ronghua looked at his son with suspicion, and Qi Xing could only bite the bullet and agree: "Well, that's it."
Qi Ronghua didn't believe it at all. Making an appointment to have dinner with someone to discuss business on Saturday night? How come he didn’t know when his son became so motivated? It’s fine to just talk about business, but what’s the point of inviting people back to your house to watch a movie and stay overnight after the talk? More importantly, why did this kid just lie to him and say that the person living in his house was Yang Kaiming?
How could Qi Xing not know what his father was thinking? He hesitated and said guiltily, "Dad, you didn't allow me to get too close to Young Master Ye. I was afraid that you would be unhappy, so I just casually said it was Yang Kaiming."
Ye Xingzhou sat down on the armrest of the sofa next to him, put a hand on his shoulder, and said to Qi Ronghua: "Qi Xing and I get along well. If he is willing to learn to do serious things, I can help Uncle Qi teach him. Qi Xing has good talent. As long as he is willing to learn, there will be no problem in the future. Uncle Qi does not need to worry about him going astray."
Qi Xing's scalp was numb, but under his father's watchful eyes, he dared neither curse nor resist. He let Ye Xingzhou hold him and forced a smile on his face.
Qi Ronghua's brows were still furrowed. Ye Xingzhou's tone was brisk and the smile on his face was gentle, but the scene of Ye Xingzhou sitting next to his son with his arm around his shoulder made the old man feel uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it. He always felt that something was wrong.
In fact, although Ye Xingzhou called him Uncle Qi, Qi Ronghua never looked down on this Young Master Ye as a junior. He was still wary of him and it was true that he didn't want his son to get too close to him. But in the current situation, could it be that this brat Qi Xing really made friends with this Young Master Ye?
Are they serious friends?
Qi Ronghua thought about it and didn't think there was anything about his son that was worthy of Ye Xingzhou's attention, except for his face.
The old man's teeth ached when he thought of this, but he could not say anything in front of someone who smiled at him, and he politely invited Ye Xingzhou to stay for lunch.
With Ye Xingzhou as a living person in the house, Qi Ronghua couldn't sleep anymore, so he simply stayed in the living room and drank tea and chatted with him.
Qi Xing took the opportunity to roll back to the room, quickly tore off the messy bed sheets and replaced them with new ones, stuffed the dirty bed directly into the garbage bag, then pulled open the glass door forcefully to ventilate and disperse the obscene smell that had accumulated all night.
While greeting Ye Xingzhou's ancestors in his heart, he did not forget to go to the guest room and create some signs that someone had slept here last night. He confirmed again and again that there was nothing wrong before going to wash and take a shower.
When he came out of the bathroom, he accidentally stepped on something and almost fell.
Qi Xing looked down and his face turned green. It was a used condom, a big bag with a knot tied in it, thrown next to the bathroom door. He didn't know how many times it had been used last night.
Ye Xingzhou, this bastard!
While he was cursing, Ye Xingzhou pushed the door open and saw his funny appearance of standing on one leg with his teeth bared by the bathroom door. He closed the door with his backhand and a hint of smile in his eyes: "Is Master Qi performing acrobatics?"
Qi Xing pointed at the ground and said angrily: "You are throwing garbage everywhere!"
Ye Xingzhou walked over, picked up the things carelessly, threw them into the trash can, and told him: "It's your own reason."
Qi Xing: "You farted."
Ye Xingzhou: "I had just tied the knot when you jumped on me and tickled me. You even wanted to tickle me again, so you just threw the thing on the ground."
Qi Xing was speechless for a moment.
It seemed to be the case, but at that time he was clearly trying to retaliate against the beast for scratching him too hard, so what did he mean by teasing him for another time? It was obvious that the beast was unsatisfied and he pressed me down and did it again.
"Your chef is here to work. Your dad said he wanted to show me his skills, so he went to the kitchen too."
Ye Xingzhou washed his hands, turned around and said to Qi Xing, "Go out, don't hide here anymore."
Qi Xing got angry when he talked about this: "Are you sick? I told my dad that Yang Kaiming got drunk and stayed at my house for one night. You can leave when my dad goes back to his room. Why did you run out?"
Ye Xingzhou said coldly: "I am not ashamed to see you, unless you feel guilty."
How dare you say that?
Qi Xing scolded him: "It's obviously you who are thick-skinned."
Ye Xingzhou looked at him and suddenly took a step forward. Qi Xing was caught off guard and subconsciously stepped back, his back against the wall.
Ye Xingzhou came up to him, rolled down his collar with his fingers, and rubbed the marks hidden underneath with his fingertips. Qi Xing turned his head impatiently: "Get lost."
Ye Xingzhou sneered in his ear: "It's no use taking a shower. There are marks all over your body, and you still smell like me."
"Do you have any shame..."
Then, as expected, Ye Xingzhou pinched his waist again. Qi Xing hissed softly and kicked him, but his kick was still soft and powerless.
Ye Xingzhou whispered to him, "If you don't want to make it look like an affair, consider my suggestion and move out with me."
Qi Xing: “No.”
Just a sex buddy, living together is nothing, it's incomprehensible.
Ye Xingzhou's hand slid down, and he became even more presumptuous: "Then I'll go out now and tell your dad what I came here for last night."
Qi Xing grabbed his wrist and glared at him: "How dare you."
Ye Xingzhou: "You can try."
Qi Xing kicked him again: "Get lost, if I say no, then it's no, my dad will skin me alive."
Ye Xingzhou stared into his eyes. Qi Xing insisted: "It's useless for you to go out and tell him. My dad will only skin you alive. If he gets angry, he won't care if you are Mr. Ye or not. You haven't seen how hard my dad fought with people in his hometown. You may not be able to beat him."
Speaking of this, Qi Xing became proud again and hooked his finger on Ye Xingzhou's shirt collar: "You bastard, you can only take advantage of me."
Ye Xingzhou noticed his angry smile, his eyes darkened slightly, and he changed his tone: "Come to my place three times a week from now on, and I'll take you back after that."
Qi Xing: "Do you think you are the emperor? If you ask me to go, I have to go?"
Ye Xingzhou: "Are you going or not?"
Qi Xing shut up. If he said he didn't want to go, that would be a lie. He had just had a taste and was not tired of this beast yet, otherwise he wouldn't have been so obsessed as to bring him home to have sex last night.
Ye Xingzhou rubbed him again: "Are you going or not?"
Qi Xing held his rebellious hand tightly, and finally let go: "Let's talk later, depending on my mood and your performance."
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