Xia Xiqing rubbed his eyes twice. As soon as he woke up, his hands were weak and too lazy to type. He took his phone and sent a voice message.

"I'm at home."

Zhou Ziheng, on the other end of the phone, came out of the chaotic and noisy pick-up site. After finally getting into the car, she put on her headphones and turned on the voice. Xia Xiqing's voice was much softer than usual, as if she had just woken up. She felt relieved when she heard it. After listening to the four-word voice, she couldn't even press down on the corners of her mouth.

"Why is Ziheng so happy?" The driver looked at the rearview mirror and asked Luo Xiao.

Xiao Luo responded with a clear expression on his face, "Who knows?"

"Where is going, Ziheng? Go back to the company?"

"Go home, go back to my apartment."

In late August, the heat in Beijing had not completely dissipated, but it was not the damp heat in the south. Zhou Ziheng was still a little uncomfortable when he suddenly came back from Wuhan.

As soon as he left the apartment elevator, Zhou Ziheng went straight to Xia Xiqing's house. After ringing the doorbell for a long time, no one responded. He leaned against the wall and sent a message, and opened the door of his house with his fingerprint.

"Where have you gone..." Zhou Ziheng changed his shoes to himself, walked to the sofa in the living room and lie down with his head raised.

The room was very quiet. Zhou Ziheng sent several messages to Xia Xiqing in a row. When he heard the WeChat prompt, he stood up and looked around and found that Xia Xiqing's cell phone was actually on the sofa.

"Where is the person?" Zhou Ziheng stood up and went upstairs to search while shouting his name. Several rooms were empty, so he had to return to the living room.

"How old are you still playing hide-and-seek with people," Zhou Ziheng walked tentatively to the floor-to-ceiling window, opened the curtain, "No," he took a few steps back and leaned against the pool, facing the floor-to-ceiling window, "Come out quickly, I know you are here..."

Before he finished speaking, a wet hand grabbed Zhou Ziheng's ankle and pulled it down. Zhou Ziheng was unstable in the center of gravity and fell backwards into the swimming pool.

Xia Xiqing came out of the water, wiped the water from his face with his hands, stroked all his hair back, pushed his palm onto his chest and pushed Zhou Ziheng, who had not yet reacted, to the edge of the swimming pool, and pressed his shoulder forcefully and cunningly.

Zhou Ziheng looked at Xia Xiqing, who had her upper body naked, and her fair and thin skin seemed to be covered with silk satin. The water was sparkling, and the light golden sunlight penetrated the floor-to-ceiling windows, and it was plated inch by inch on Xia Xiqing's smooth shoulders and back. He was covered with water, his skin was almost transparent, and he was so beautiful that he was only one dazzling fish tail under the backlight.

"I'm waiting for you to die soon," Xia Xiqing stroked Zhou Ziheng's face last year, looked at his hot eyes for a moment, then put it intimately on his chest, his lips were close but not completely on. With a subtle distance, the slightly breathing sound was almost hooked away by Zhou Ziheng's soul, "Give me artificial respiration."

Zhou Ziheng stretched out and hugged him hard and flipped over. The situation immediately turned upside down. He grabbed Xia Xiqing's hands and pressed them on the marble floor outside the swimming pool, and kissed them down.

The moment the wet and soft tongue touched each other, the sky thunder caught the earth's fire, and the fire could start a prairie fire in an instant.

After the kiss settled, Zhou Ziheng pinched Xia Xiqing's chin and kissed his nose, "Who asked you to come in and swim?"

A pair of long white legs swung in the water, hooking Zhou Ziheng's calves. Xia Xiqing smiled and hugged his neck, and his head tilted.

"Who said I came in to swim?"

Zhou Ziheng let him hug him and said, "I listen to the voice, but I thought you were asleep?"

Xia Xiqing rubbed Zhou Ziheng's chin with the tip of his nose. His voice was even softer than in his voice, and Zhou Ziheng's ears became softer.
Chapter completed!