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Qi Xing couldn't actually recall much about the wedding process afterwards. From beginning to end he only remembered the look Ye Xingzhou gave him, which was filled with undisguised ardent love and a gentle smile, like this person and yet not like this person.
Even the ceremony consisted of a simple process of exchanging rings. The couple put wedding rings on each other's ring fingers, looked up at each other and smiled. The applause from the guests in the audience became the background music. At this moment, the lovers were finally fulfilled.
When toasting at each table, Ye Xingzhou kept one arm on Qi Xing's shoulder, intimately and openly. Facing the jokes, teasing and even veiled ridicule, he never changed his expression and drank glass of red wine one after another. Even at this time, he remained calm as usual.
Qi Xing finally understood what this person meant by following him. Ye Xingzhou was intentionally helping him block the wine. When others wanted to force him to drink, Ye Xingzhou could divert their attention with just one or two words, calmly and forcefully.
Seeing Ye Xingzhou bring the wine glass to his lips again, Qi Xing reached out, took his glass, and poured half of the wine directly into his own mouth.
"Uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, please help me. Tonight is our wedding night after all. You got Ye Xingzhou drunk. Won't I have to stare at him alone at night?"
Qi Xing didn't even blush when talking about dirty things. As long as he was more shameless than others, he would be invincible.
The people watching the fun were all laughing. Even if someone wanted to play a prank on someone, they would feel too embarrassed to continue.
At that moment, everyone saw that the slightly tipsy Ye Xingzhou turned his head, the corner of his lips brushed against Qi Xing's hair, and he smiled with exceptional joy.
Everyone suddenly realized that this was what Young Master Ye really looked like when he smiled.
It was already past eight o'clock in the evening when the wedding banquet ended. After seeing off the last batch of guests, Qi Xing went to say a few words to his parents and walked back to Ye Xingzhou who was waiting for him by the car.
Ye Xingzhou lit a cigarette and was leaning against the back door, puffing away.
Qi Xing came closer, and before he could say anything, he reached out and pulled her into his arms, then tilted his head and kissed her.
Qi Ronghua and his wife in the other car turned around and saw this scene. One of them cursed, "Go home and kiss again, little bastard, will you die?", and the other laughed heartily, "Young people are just full of energy. Let's go."
Qi Xing tasted the bitter mixture of cigarettes and alcohol in his mouth, and he couldn't help but frown in disgust and bit the person who kissed him.
Ye Xingzhou barely pulled out of his mouth, lips pressed against lips: "Can't kiss?"
Qi Xing: "Asshole, you are drunk, go home."
The driver sent them home, and before the lights were turned on, Ye Xingzhou pushed them against the entrance wall and kissed them again.
Their hot breaths intertwined together, and he was a little impatient during the kiss, as if he wanted to swallow her in one bite.
Qi Xing raised his hand and pulled his hair, groaning: "Don't bite me, it hurts so much."
Ye Xingzhou stopped panting, paused for a moment, and then resumed the kiss, more intensely than before.
Qi Xing was sure that this bastard was definitely drunk.
They walked inside while kissing and pulling each other, throwing their coats and extra accessories on the ground. Ye Xingzhou put his arms around Qi Xing's waist, and carried him to sit on a half-person-high cabinet beside him, then he leaned over and continued to kiss him.
Qi Xing raised his hand to wipe the red corners of the bastard's eyes, and said in between kisses: "Ye Xingzhou, talk to me."
After licking the corner of his mouth, Ye Xingzhou finally pulled away slightly, closed his eyes, looked at Qi Xing with a dazed look, and his voice was hoarse: "What did you say?"
Qi Xing laughed softly: "So you can get drunk too?"
A beast is more like a beast when he is drunk. Although he is still trying hard to suppress and endure, Qi Xing can already see the surging desire in the darkness in his eyes, which is only for himself.
Ye Xingzhou slowly hummed, and Qi Xing's fingers slid down his shirt buttons, his fingertips slipped in through the gap, and tapped his skin lightly: "You're drunk, let me take advantage of you."
Ye Xingzhou stared at him with scorching eyes, said nothing, and his Adam's apple kept moving.
Qi Xing unbuttoned his shirt one by one, his eyes swept over his gradually exposed chest, he leaned over and placed a kiss on his heart.
"Ye Xingzhou, I really love you."
Qi Xing's voice was a little unclear. He had drunk a lot of alcohol and was probably drunk. He was not at all bashful or pretentious when he said this.
Ye Xingzhou's breathing was heavier than before. He raised his hand and hooked him into his arms, carrying him on his body in this position.
When he was thrown into the sofa, Qi Xing took the opportunity to hook Ye Xingzhou down, tilted his head back and kissed him again.
After that, it was out of control, the heat flowed wildly in the body, Qi Xing's hands wandered on Ye Xingzhou's chest, not hiding his eager desire.
Ye Xingzhou pinched one of his knees with his palm and pressed his leg against his shoulder.
The wet and sticky hot sweat dripped down, and the mixed breath was fermented and became hotter. Qi Xing climbed up Ye Xingzhou's sweaty back with both hands and begged for mercy: "It hurts, please be gentle, bastard."
He was always like this. Even though he was enjoying it so much, he couldn't help but complain because of the slight pain in between, as if he was acting like a spoiled child to Ye Xingzhou.
Or maybe she was just acting like a spoiled brat unconsciously, but often times like this would only result in Ye Xingzhou getting even worse.
Ye Xingzhou supported his hands on both sides of his head, frowned and looked down at him. Qi Xing caught his gaze through his sweat-blurred vision and grabbed his back with his fingers.
"Qi Xing," Ye Xingzhou called his name hoarsely, "Am I bullying you?"
Qi Xing's hand slid from his back to his waist, and then all the way down to his tense thigh. Feeling the muscle strength there, his palms felt hot. This beast was hard all over his body, making him uncomfortable and comfortable, and making him always feel hung and unable to stop.
"Aren't you bullying me?" Qi Xing uttered with difficulty.
Ye Xingzhou lowered his head and kissed away the sweat on his forehead: "I love you."
Qi Xing couldn't utter another word for a moment, and when Ye Xingzhou leaned over again, he hugged him back.
Ye Xingzhou pressed down with a kiss, full of affection and lingering love, cherishing it.
As the night deepened, Qi Xing was basking in the moonlight on the terrace outside his upstairs room. He couldn't drink any more, so he put a cigarette in his mouth and smoked it intermittently.
There was a short tree planted in the yard downstairs, and the top of the tree extended to the front of the terrace. A wild cat had climbed up at some point and was staring at him.
The wild cat is a black cat with light green eyes that are like glass beads, very beautiful.
Qi woke up and called it vaguely, holding a cigarette in his mouth: "Little thing, where are you from? Come here."
The wild cat meowed twice and then disappeared suddenly.
"Hello--"
Why did you run away?
He turned around and saw Ye Xingzhou who had just come out of the shower. He frowned and said, "It must be you who scared the cat away."
Ye Xingzhou took his cigarette and took two puffs: "Why me?"
Qi Xing: "Of course it's you, the black-faced evil spirit. If a cat sees you, it will run away."
Ye Xingzhou was completely sober now, and flicked the ash off his cigarette: "Why do you think so?"
Qi Xing: "Isn't it?"
Ye Xingzhou: "Didn't you run away?"
Qi Xing: "I'm not a cat!"
Ye Xingzhou sneered, turned his eyes away and continued smoking, enjoying the night view in a good mood.
Qi Xing came closer: "Tell me clearly, what do you mean?"
Ye Xingzhou's gaze fell back on him. Qi Xing's staring eyes and baring teeth and claws really looked like a cat, which was extremely funny.
He finally spoke slowly: "I used to have a cat."
This was the first time that Ye Xingzhou mentioned the wild cat he had raised in the orphanage. He spoke of the past in a calm and nonchalant manner without revealing too much emotion.
Qi Xing frowned after hearing this: "What kind of person is this? The child from the orphanage is so mean. He wouldn't even let go of a cat."
Ye Xingzhou didn't say anything else. Qi Xing didn't know that once a weak person becomes mentally unbalanced, he will take pleasure in bullying weaker creatures. This is the evil side of human nature.
He was also a bad guy. It was Qi Xing who put a bridle around his neck, which forced him to stand before the bottom line that Qi Xing had set for him.
Qi Xing muttered a few words, then suddenly thought of something and frowned: "So I'm the substitute for your cat?"
Ye Xingzhou still had a cigarette in his mouth, the light on the cigarette butt flickered, reflecting in the eyes behind his smoke, then he smiled, with the corners of his lips raised: "Who do you think you are?"
Qi Xing: “…”
Qi Xing was very depressed. How could he have fallen to the point of being jealous of a cat?
Not wanting to deal with this bastard anymore, he went back to his room, laid down on the bed, and stared blankly with his face against the pillow.
Ye Xingzhou came back after finishing smoking that cigarette. He sat down on the edge of the bed, put his fingers on his naked back, and slowly scratched down along the line of the spine.
Qi Xing shrank back, closed his eyes and cursed, "Take your hands away, bastard."
Ye Xingzhou: "Are you angry?"
Qi Xing: "Get lost."
"Cats won't love me, but you will, Qi Xing. Why do you think you are a substitute for a cat?" Ye Xingzhou's voice was still filled with laughter. The look of Qi Xing being jealous of a cat really pleased him.
Qi Xing blushed and glared at him: "You are wrong. You won't love a cat, but you will love me."
Ye Xingzhou: “All the same.”
Qi Xing was speechless. He probably thought he was funny, which gave this bastard a chance to laugh at him.
Ye Xingzhou sat back against the head of the bed, patted his legs and gestured to him. Qi Xing reluctantly turned over and laid his head on the pillow, then leaned against Ye Xingzhou and closed his eyes again.
After a moment of silence, he said in a muffled voice: "Ye Xingzhou, you bastard, you must love me, and only me."
Ye Xingzhou: “Yeah.”
"I will love you too, the most."
"I know."
"Say something nice again, I want to hear it."
Ye Xingzhou lowered his head, and his warm breath fell close to him: "Qi Xing, let's live a good life together from now on."
Outside the terrace, the night breeze of late spring and early summer blows through the treetops and into my heart.
Qi Xing felt the itch in his heart, and finally felt happy and nodded.
He calmed down completely, leaned against Ye Xingzhou, and fell asleep peacefully.
Ye Xingzhou lowered his eyes and looked at him, his gaze gradually softening.
"good evening."
Good night, my baby.
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