Chapter 144 Shen Jixing, You Stand on My Dream

Everyone was stunned where they were.

The beautiful girl looked at the slender and lazy blue-haired man helplessly and held her forehead to watch him leave.

"He's a dog, right?!"

Sheng Que saw through Zhou Yili's thoughts at a glance.

Pointing at his back, she said nonsense: "He just wants to drive us all to the celebration banquet so that he can pester Brother Shen to accompany him to make trouble..."

Fu Chen raised his hand and covered his mouth.

Qinghan looked down at him, "Sheng Que, I haven't scolded you recently, have I?"

This mouth is really on par with Zhou Yili's.

Sheng Que was stunned, "How dare you scold me?"

The wind ruffled his chestnut hair, and his face was full of arrogance.

Fu Chen has always been very strict with his manners. Even if he likes him in his heart, he will not show his indulging in him without any scruples.

"Why not..."

Before he finished speaking, the lips covered by his palm opened slightly, and a slightly moist touch slid across his palm.

Sheng Que looked at him vaguely: "What are you doing, mua?"

Fu Chen: “…”

Fu Chen looked uncomfortable as he withdrew his hand and held his hand gently, "Swear."

There was a smile in Sheng Que's eyes.

This is the only way for this stuffy and old-fashioned little Jiujiu to express intimacy.

Fu Chen was aloof and restrained in the hospital before, which was very different from his appearance at home.

Only when Sheng Que was leaving at night would she silently hold him back and ask him to "say again the last sentence on WeChat."

Sheng Que looked at the corner of his clothes that was being pulled in confusion, and thought for a few seconds before he remembered what he said.

[Indeed, indeed]: Little Jiujiu, mua!

"Oh, you want me to kiss you?"

Sheng was indeed different from him, born bold and straightforward.

Under Fu Chen's silent gaze, he pressed the man against the windowsill and kissed him all over his face, "muamuamua!"

Sheng Que lowered his eyes and blinked at him, "Goodbye kiss, is that enough?"

Fu Chen's Adam's apple was smooth, and half of his handsome face was wet. "Too much, get out of here."

“…”

Sheng Que glared at him angrily with his teeth bared.

Then he tapped his lips with his finger, "Return the gift."

Except for that time when Fu Chen was silent, he rarely accompanied him.

But she obeyed his words, kissed him lightly, and said in a pleasant and magnetic cold voice: "mua."

Sheng Que knew it then.

To grasp this poor and outstanding person, all you need is a kiss.

So he is cheating ahahahaha!!!

Sheng Quelong was very happy: "Let's go to the celebration banquet. Little Bear, follow me."

Both of Xiongxiong's masters are missing.

Subconsciously, I followed Shengque's direction.

Then his legs were suddenly tied, and someone grabbed his waist, and he smelled a very elegant and expensive perfume.

"Little silly bear, why do you just follow whoever calls you?"

Xiongxiong met a pair of enchanting fox-like eyes, subconsciously sniffed the pleasant scent on him, and then spoke the truth righteously.

"No, I won't follow you if you call me."

“…”

Blazing sincerity is always a killer move.

Si Kong Xiu's cunning life was a disaster. He looked down at him unhappily, "Why are you staring at me?"

Xiongxiong felt that this person was too perfect to be real.

"You are kind of pretty, and you smell good."

Sikong Xiu paused for a moment, his eyebrows raised slowly, "Who is prettier, me or your white moonlight? Who is more fragrant, me or your white moonlight? Hmm?"

The bear jumped off him and ran away.

Si Kong Xiu adjusted his buttons carelessly, and followed gracefully with his long legs, "Why are you running? Tell me something. Show me what your white moonlight looks like."

After a few people left.

A group of figures in the corner moved. They were the ones who had fallen the farthest because they were not tall enough and had to stand on tiptoe.

Mars struggled to get up and stared at the backs of several people.

To sum it up with the limited Chinese vocabulary: "one, group, noisy, goods."

Then the elegant French boy picked up his hat and put it on.

"Brother, sister-in-law! Wait a minute——"

…

"Where are you taking me?"

Shen Jixing let the person beside him half-embrace him, helplessly accepting all his decisions at the moment.

Zhou Yili was slightly startled when he heard this: "How do you know... go home."

Shit, I almost let it slip.

Shen Jixing raised her clear eyes to look at him. She didn't expose him but she found it funny. "It's only half past nine now. What are you going to do back home?"

With Zhou Yili's coquettish personality.

After the unbridled performance on stage, most people will go to a celebration party to open the screen again.

Zhou Yili lowered his eyes nonchalantly: "Of course I do..."

Shen Jixing interrupted calmly: "That's enough, shut up."

"What's going on in your mind all day long?"

Seeing his ears slightly red, Zhou Yili couldn't help but hook them with his fingertips in a funny way, "I miss you."

“…”

And he managed to get away with it with his cuteness.

Shen Jixing did not ask him what he wanted to do. He could do whatever he wanted.

He will satisfy the little lion who has done his best to redeem him tonight.

Until Zhou Yili came after everything was silent.

Bring him back to the stage.

…

After the show ended, the stage was covered with ribbons and gold foil, like the grand and lonely scene after a celebration.

"Can I go up?"

Zhou Yili pulled him to the nearly 1.5-meter-high stage and glanced sideways, "There are no steps here, do you want me to hold you..."

Shen Jixing let go of his hand, supported himself with one hand and easily jumped up, then turned around and sat on the edge of the stage covered with ribbons and gold foil, looking down at him.

She asked softly, "There's no step here, do you want me to hold you?"

Zhou Yili whistled slowly, "Brother Shen, you are so handsome. Come and hug me."

He walked up to Shen Jixing and stretched out his hands, with a casual smile in his eyes.

Shen Jixing actually reached out to hug him.

Then Zhou Yili supported his waist and jumped sideways, pressing directly towards Shen Jixing——

Shen Jixing fell with his head tilted back on countless colorful ribbons, the back of his head was gently supported by a pair of hands. His vision was blurred for a moment, and before he could clear up, his thin lips were fiercely yet gently blocked by someone.

“…Hmm.”

Zhou Yili pressed him down on the stage and kissed him passionately and fiercely, like a little lion that had captured its favorite prey.

"Do you know how many times I looked into your eyes today?"

Shen Jixing was not comfortable in such an environment and tilted his head slightly to pause, but Zhou Yili twisted his chin and allowed him to continue to endure his kiss.

"Since we are looking at each other, do you think I know?"

His tone was cold and angry, and he felt that someone was going crazy.

Zhou Yili was stunned for a moment, then pried open Shen Jixing's mouth when he closed it, and kissed him until he almost sobbed in resistance.

“Every time we make eye contact, I want to do this.”

“…”

"The stage beneath you is my favorite and most enjoyable place. Every time I stand on it, I feel like I'm reborn. I like being surrounded by stars and screaming in love."

Shen Jixing looked at him quietly and responded softly, "Yeah."

He didn't understand this feeling, but he could feel Zhou Yili's passion for the stage.

He was full of energy and determination tonight.

There is no one like Zhou Yili.

Although Shen Jixing's lips were red and painful, she just said to him: "I understand."

Zhou Yili smiled and looked down at him, then clasped his hands together and placed them on top of his head.

"You don't understand."

The lights of the concert have been turned off, and the moonlight is faintly shining in a corner.

Zhou Yili lowered his eyes and kissed him almost devoutly, "Shen Jixing, you are standing on my dream."