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    How could Xia Xiqing refuse such an exciting thing as elopement.

    But in his heart, he should be the one who initiated the elopement, forget it, let these small details go with it.  Xia Xiqing didn't realize that when he met Zhou Ziheng, even his younger brother automatically became a small detail that he could let him go.  I just want to go with him, there is no reason.

    "Take my car and let Xiao Luo help you drive your car back." Zhou Ziheng pulled out a hand from his pocket and opened the passenger's door for him.

    Xia Xiqing found out that he had changed his car, although it was still a low-key Lexus LS.  He patted the car door and got into the co-pilot, "Where's the boulevard from before?"

    Zhou Ziheng went around and opened the door, sat in the driver's seat, "That's a nanny car."

    "That's it, I've hated that car for a long time." Xia Xiqing smiled, the car window was lowered by Zhou Ziheng, he gave his car keys to Xiao Luo, seeing Xiao Luo's nervous face, Xia Xiqing lay on the car window  Smile at him, "It's okay, you can drive whatever you want, it's insured."

    "It's going to crash, such a flamboyant car." Zhou Ziheng smirked.

    "Only you are dark and handsome, with moderate aesthetics."

    Ronaldinho was dripping with cold sweat while holding the key, he could only maintain a smirk and watch the two young masters drive away from here.

    Xia Xiqing was not at all curious about Zhou Ziheng's family background in the past. Fans in the fan circle were very flattered. Stars from middle-class families can be boasted as the rich second generation, and those born in the rich second generation are even more boastful.  Become popular for several generations.  People in the circle of the second generation of the rich have no interest in this kind of watery background.

    But now he feels more and more that Zhou Ziheng is not a child of an ordinary family. It is not because of his daily clothes or house and car.  It is said that the money he has accumulated over the years can fully afford it.  For Xia Xiqing, apart from material things, Zhou Ziheng's own personality and ideas simply reflect a perfect family, happy and happy without losing the fireworks in the world, with moral constraints but respect for great freedom of thought.

    He looked at Zhou Ziheng's side face concentrating on driving, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

    "What are you looking at?" Zhou Ziheng, who was waiting for the green light, still looked at the front, "Still complaining about my aesthetics? Or do you think your Cayenne is not flamboyant at all."

    "You're right, that's my most low-key car." Xia Xiqing laughed, "Daily car. Let me give you an example, this office lady," he pointed to a black  A female white-collar worker with a commuter bag, "My car is this black commuter bag. It can be used for everyday use, and it is durable."

    Zhou Ziheng frowned, with an expression that you were teasing me, taking advantage of the tail of the red light, quickly peeled a raspberry-flavored lollipop, stuffed it into his mouth, and stepped on the gas pedal.

    Xia Xiqing's index finger grabbed the drawstring on Zhou Ziheng's hooded sweater and wrapped it around, "If she goes to a nightclub, she will definitely not carry this bag. It's like the cars with real bags are used to catch people.  And" His fingers stopped suddenly, his voice lowered a bit, "car sex."

    Unprepared at all, Zhou Ziheng almost stepped on the brakes.  Xia Xiqing especially took pleasure in it, and every time Zhou Ziheng heard such a joke, his reaction was very good.

    "Don't get excited." Xia Xiqing shrugged pretending to regret, "Due to the special nature of the profession, we probably have little possibility of trying this play."

    With a lollipop in his mouth, Zhou Ziheng turned his face and raised his right eyebrow at him, "I like 'driving' so much, why don't you drive yourself when I go down?"

    "That won't work, at least two people driving." Xia Xiqing patted his face and grabbed the stick of the lollipop. Zhou Ziheng still held the steering wheel in his hand, so he didn't dare to joke with him, so he let him snatch the lollipop away  up.

    "Hmmit's too sweet." Xia Xiqing had a lollipop in his mouth, and spoke vaguely. Zhou Ziheng watched the traffic ahead, but his mind suddenly thought of Xia Xiqing lying on his shoulders that morning and panting.

    He shook his head, trying to shake off those intriguing images, so that he could concentrate.

    Xia Xiqing, who was eating candy, stopped speaking pornographically. He took out his mobile phone and sent Xia Xiuze a message.

    [I'm leaving first, help me eat the cake, in two days my brother will take you out to play, and I will do it again for you alone.  Happy birthday.  ]

    As always, he received Xia Xiuze's reply in seconds.

    [Brother, do you think my birthday is really worth commemorating?  I mean, did anyone actually feel happy when I was born?  ]

    This one was withdrawn in seconds, just after Xia Xiqing read it.

    Staring at the withdrawal reminder at the bottom of the screen, Xia Xiqing took a deep breath and gave him the answer.

    [I was quiteHis lips were about to touch Xia Xiqing's pinnae, "Every time your heart beats, it will cause slight tremors in your body, which will affect your accuracy, so try to slow down your heartbeat."

    But Xia Xiqing felt that his heart was beating faster and faster.

    "Let's try a shot casually, don't be nervous." His hands were still tightly holding Xia Xiqing's gun-holding hands, and his thumb gently rubbed against Xia Xiqing's fingers with a sense of comfort.

    "three¡­¡­"

    "two¡­¡­"

    "one."

    The moment the trigger was pulled, the bullet flew out, and the strong recoil made him fall back fiercely, sticking to Zhou Ziheng's chest.  That kind of force seemed to force himself into Zhou Ziheng's body, like a wooden wedge being driven into his heart.

    In such a short time that it was almost impossible to grasp, all the things that could be called troubles were exploded by this gun. After a loud noise, there were only two people left in the world.  Zhou Ziheng who never let go.

    "How about it, isn't it very relaxing?" Zhou Ziheng took off his earmuffs and looked at the target, "You are very talented, much better than me the first time."

    Xia Xiqing fell in love with shooting completely. Being bold by nature, he almost didn't need Zhou Ziheng's assistance.

    It was the first time for Zhou Ziheng to see Xia Xiqing, who had always been lazy, so keen on one thing, and he couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive. Although he brought him here by himself, it was not his original intention to be completely left alone.  Really couldn't stand it anymore, Zhou Ziheng got up, walked to Xia Xiqing's side, "Is it so fun?"

    Xia Xiqing looked up at him, "It's fun. It's more fun than you."

    Zhou Ziheng couldn't help laughing, "Which is more fun than me."

    He imitated Zhou Ziheng's loading posture before, "It lets me go, but you don't."

    here we go again.  Zhou Ziheng chuckled lightly, "You should do some counting."

    Xia Xiqing pointed the gun at Zhou Ziheng's chest, and said with a rascal face, "Will you let me go?"

    "You overlord are very hard-core." Zhou Ziheng didn't even bother to raise his hand, "I won't follow."

    Xia Xiqing pointed the muzzle of the gun at his chest, "You'd better be sensible, otherwise I'll kill first and then rape."

    "I've always been clueless."

    "Do you have any last words?" Xia Xiqing raised the corners of his mouth like a professional killer.

    "Last words" Zhou Ziheng put his hands in his pockets quite lazily, looked up, and looked serious, "Half of my inheritance will be donated to the construction of Hope Primary School, and the other half will be used to build roads in the mountains, and the rest  Well" He suddenly leaned over, leaning his head against the gun and leaning over, his warm breath slowly spraying on the bridge of the gunman's nose.

    "Buy all the paintings that Xia Xiqing drew for me, and bring them to be buried with me."

    After speaking, he kissed Xia Xiqing who was slightly dazed.

    A simple kiss took away not only the gun in his hand, but also the heart that was beating so fast that he couldn't hold the weapon steadily.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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