Quick Wear: The first person to love the host

Chapter 17: Boy Group CP Fake Play Reality 17

Soon, Jiang Zhiran got his chance.

Although Lu Beixu and Wen Qingshan did not agree with Su Ziyu moving in at first, they later found that the other party's presence or absence did not seem to have much impact.

Because Su and Xi were fully booked, they were so busy that they were rarely seen. The two of them were like left-behind children, hanging around in the apartment all day long.

On this day, Lu Beixu was unwilling to give up and wanted to do something again.

He stared at Wen Qingshan who was chewing grass for a long time, and finally made up his mind and said, "Qingshan, how about we form a team?"

He thought, it's just some intimate actions with a man, what's the big deal, if Su Ziyu can do it, he can do it too.

Wen Qingshan looked up when he heard this, "What about Jiang Zhiran?"

Hearing this name, Lu Beixu's temper instantly flared up, "What does it have to do with him?"

Seeing that he didn't seem to understand, Wen Qingshan secretly sighed. He was also quite tempted by Lu Beixu's suggestion. After all, his teammates' success did make him a little anxious. "Then let's give it a try!"

Wen Qingshan instructed Lu Beixu to sit on the sofa, and then she sat next to him, with their legs touching.

Lu Beixu used to play ball with his friends often, so it was normal for them to have physical contact, but now he felt a little awkward feeling the other person's body temperature through the fabric, and subconsciously moved to the side. He moved, and Wen Qingshan followed suit.

Seeing that half of his butt was in the air, Lu Beixu finally couldn't stand it anymore. He pushed Wen Qingshan and rubbed his hair irritably, "Why do you keep squeezing me?"

Wen Qingshan glanced at him and said calmly, "You can't stand it? Didn't you say we should form a team?"

Lu Beixu thought to himself that this had nothing to do with the team, but when he thought of Su and Xi, he endured the nausea in his heart and said with gritted teeth: "If you can bear it, come again."

Wen Qingshan moved back a long way, allowing Lu Beixu to come back and sit down firmly. Then he stood up slightly, put his arm on his shoulders, and sat directly on his lap.

Lu Beixu couldn't stand it at all, and he threw the person out reflexively.

Wen Qingshan didn't expect him to react so strongly. His butt hurt so much from the fall that he couldn't get up. He looked ferocious and got mad for the first time, "Lu Beixu, you uncle!!!"

After a furious curse, Lu Beixu finally came back to his senses. He looked at his uncontrollable hand and hurriedly helped him up and sat him down like a child who had done something wrong. He said with an apologetic look on his face, "I'm sorry, brother. My hands were shaking just now. How about we... try again? I promise I won't abandon you this time."

"Stop it!" Wen Qingshan lay on the sofa, slapped his hand away, turned her head and didn't want to talk.

He could see that this was a straight man and couldn't be gay at all.

Lu Beixu stood there awkwardly, and was about to say something to apologize when he heard the doorbell ring. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "It must be Brother Xi who is back. I'll go open the door first."

He quickly left the living room and said as he opened the door, "Isn't there a key... why is it you?"

At the door, Jiang Zhiran was holding a bottle of red wine and greeted with a smile, "Hi, as promised before, I'm here to be your guest."

Lu Beixu sneered at him and said coldly that Su Ziyu was not here, then he slammed the door in front of him.

In the living room, Wen Qingshan saw that he was the only one back, and asked why he was the only one here. Lu Beixu thought of the face at the door, and his irritability surged in his heart again, "No one."

As if to oppose him, there was another knock on the door.

Lu Beixu paced back and forth in the living room anxiously, but he didn't open the door. The knocking sound seemed to be against him, with regular knocks every few seconds.

Wen Qingshan raised his eyebrows and suddenly guessed who was outside the door.

He couldn't move now, and didn't want to get involved in this kind of relationship, so he just lay there quietly.

Lu Beixu turned back and forth a few times in annoyance, but finally couldn't help but open the door again, "Are you done yet?"

"Why didn't you open the door earlier?"

Jiang Zhiran seemed to be afraid of being rejected by him again, so he squeezed in through the crack of the door, then tidied up his messy clothes and said, "What are you standing there for? Close the door and go in!"

Lu Beixu, who was being arranged, became instantly furious. He slammed the door shut, followed him, and stared at his back with an expression as if he wanted to eat him.

Jiang Zhiran greeted Wen Qingshan who was lying on the sofa, then turned around and asked Lu Beixu, "Which room is yours?"

Lu Beixu was instantly alert, "What are you going to do?"

Wen Qingshan, who was sitting on the sofa, didn't want to see any restricted scenes, so he immediately turned into a warm-hearted Honglang and pointed to one of the rooms, "That one, you can do whatever you want, don't worry about me."

Jiang Zhiran nodded and thanked him, then he walked away with the red wine in his hand. Lu Beixu glared at Wen Qingshan from behind him, "Why did you tell him?"

Wen Qingshan sneered at him and pointed at his buttocks that were about to be broken into eight pieces with confidence, "Retribution."

Lu Beixu felt guilty for a moment, but he turned around and went into the house and closed the door. He immediately became tough again, "What do you want to do? Just say it."

Jiang Zhiran, who was touring the room, looked at the group photo on the table and said, "You still kept it! I thought you didn't want to see me anymore in this life!"

Lu Beixu jumped up in an instant, and rushed over to snap the photo frame shut, turning his face away and said in panic: "It's good that you have this self-awareness. I just looked at you one more time, and I hate you a little more."

Jiang Zhiran smiled bitterly in his heart and raised his hand to cover his brow, "What are you worried about?"

Lu Beixu slapped his hand away and imitated Wen Qingshan's sarcastic tone, "When did the great star Jiang tell a joke? Your question is like asking hungry people why they don't eat meat."

Jiang Zhiran paused, stared straight into his eyes and asked, "Do you want to be famous?"

Lu Beixu glared at him and said, “Nonsense.” He wanted to be famous even in his dreams.

Hearing this answer, Jiang Zhiran curled his lips, as if he knew how to change their stiff relationship. He was like the evil queen who tempted Snow White to eat the poisoned apple, "What if I have a way!"

Lu Beixu really looked over, but he still didn't quite believe it. He squinted at him and said, "What's the solution? Are you so kind?"

Jiang Zhiran stretched out his hand and said succinctly, "Your phone. I'll prove it to you."

Lu Beixu stared at him for a few seconds, gritted his teeth, took out his phone and handed it to him. Just as he was about to tell him the password, he saw the other party's slender white fingers tapped the screen a few times and unlocked it.

Both of them were stunned.

Jiang Zhiran felt a little happy. He just wanted to give it a try and didn't hold out much hope. But he didn't expect that this person would still use his birthday as a password after several years.

Lu Beixu didn't expect that he still remembered the past, and he was coaxed a little, but he still said to save his dignity: "I just miss the past, unlike some people."