I’m Afraid It’s a Salted Fish

Qian Qi woke up in a strange bed.

Not your own home, not a hotel.

Qian Qi turned over, first saw the little umbrella that had been detached from the ground, and then he realized that there was no consciousness below the waist, and suddenly his head was garbled.

...I fuck, it's broken.

The electronic watch at the head of the bed was rattling, and when the money-wrenching period looked up, he pulled his muscles and gritted his teeth like a dying pheasant.

...Fortunately, I only slept for one night.

He stretched out his hand and picked up the phone, pressed twice, and had no electricity.

After arranging the disordered thoughts, screening all kinds of information in the brain, Qian Qi confirmed that there was no announcement today, and then returned to the bed again, thinking about his current situation.

The bad news is that he was picked up by a corpse, and then he did a good job.

The good news is that, looking at the furnishings, he and onenight should be a young man with a good family background and good quality-his body is dry, no alcohol, no stickiness, and it has obviously been properly cleaned.

He rolled over again.

The soft bed made a creaking noise, and a little brown teddy seemed to be sensitive to the sound. He ran in with joy, and licked his hand hanging on the side of the bed in the money period, and found that it was not a familiar formula or familiar. The taste, bright watery eyes, tilted his head and thought for a while, and relaxed a dog heart, a big lick, and a posture of rebirth.

Very little morality.

Qian Qi tapped his head with his finger and flicked it away gently, who would like to put it together with a face shy.

"you're awake?"

Qian Qi was worrying about how to deal with the dog. Hearing this sound, he looked up.

"……It's you?"

...I have confirmed my eyes, it is a person who waves together.

Like Qian Qian, Liu Che is famous in this circle.

Both are brothers and sisters who are in the name of nicknames. The lace news counts as real and false, and each can occupy a thick page of a monthly magazine.

However, because the money period is flow, the news that can be covered is covered. Although there are occasional rumors, it is only the tip of the iceberg.

The two met more than once in the same field, but did not expect that the first contact was a wave of intimate madness.

Liu Che leaned against the bedroom door, burning a slender cigarette just in his fingers: "Do you mind smoking?"

"Mind."

Qian Qi doesn't hate cigarettes. He likes the brand of cigarettes that Liu Che smokes. He just feels unhappy and wants to raise a bar.

Unexpectedly, Liu Che really pinched the smoke.

Money spread out his hand: "Give me one."

Liu Che raised his eyebrows, took out the cigarette case from his pajamas pocket, noticed the difficulty of Qian Qi getting up, and stepped forward, sent the new cigarette filter into Qian Qi mouth, and lighted the cigarette for him.

Qian Qi shook his hand and took two bites, almost shaking the ash on Liu Che's bed.

When Liu Che found out, he walked to the bed and sat down, letting that Teddy hug his calf, and took out the smoke in Qian Qi’s mouth.

Qian Qi frowned slightly: "Hey."

Liu Che couldn't help but say more, saying half-command: "Just draw my hand."

Qian Qi was also weak. After listening to his words, he took a few mouthfuls in his posture and found that he was labor-saving and worry-free. He slowly swallowed a few mouthfuls according to him. .

Both sides are old drivers, who are used to tricks, but nobody touched the other, but they smiled.

Liu Che tilted Erlang's legs: "How do you feel?"

Qian Qi still remembers the sporadic fragments that happened last night.

Comparing the previous experience of the money period, Liu Che's technology and hardware are considered to be the best in the world.

He objectively commented: "It's OK. Ninety-seven."

Liu Che was curious: "Where is the three-point deduction?"

Qian Qi commented: "The underwear changed is new, not enough to fit."

Liu Che naturally took the smoke from his mouth and titled: "I will pay attention next time."

Qian Qi wiped his lips: "You don't think there will be another time?"

Liu Che asked: "Why not?"

The two laughed at each other, but both read a little bit of a challenge from the other's eyes.

They were originally people who had fun playing in the fair. The so-called rotten pot with crooked lid and Wang Ba looking at mung beans are all the same reason. They know all the rules on the bright side and the dark side. It is already a habitual action.

But each of their objects is carefully selected, try to avoid tricks with veterans.

After all, the veterans are the ones who actively choose prey. They have been in the circle for a long time. They all have some inexplicable self-preservation, and no one wants to be selected.

Avoiding veterans means avoiding each other's edge and getting along peacefully.

Unexpectedly, this accident brought Qian Qi and Liu Che together.

One is a broad and stable young man with rich money at home, and the other is an old fried dough stick that has long been made in the performing arts industry.

During the first verbal confrontation, neither of the two men got a bargain.

This is the first time for two people.

In addition to feeling new, there was also a feeling that had never happened before.

Liu Che ordered porridge for Qian Qi and watched him eat it.

Driving to the quarter where Qian Qi lived, Qian Qi fumbled to untie the seat belt: "Don't drive inside. I don't know how many long, short guns and cannons were cated in the corner. I was photographed the other day. Once again, something happened again, my agent must tear me up."

But his tone was quite casual, and apparently he didn't take it apart seriously.

Liu Che knows what Qian Qiti is doing.

I just slept with him, got out of bed, and casually mentioned scandals with others, but I just wanted to stimulate him to be jealous and question.

Liu Che was calm and did not answer the call. He just turned the steering wheel and turned into the community.

When Qian Qi saw that he didn't listen to himself, he knew that his little trick had failed, and fell to the passenger seat with his arms crossed.

Liu Che looked at him from the rearview mirror: "What are you thinking?"

Qian Qi rubbed his temple: "If you want to be photographed, how can I explain it to my agent. ... Are you the ride-hailing driver I called?"

Liu Che said: "Yes. The driver of the online car hires BMW."

With that said, he drove into the underground garage of the community with ease, and asked him, "Which one?"

Qian Qi reported the specific number of buildings with a little surprise: "Are you familiar with this place?"

"I have sent two or three little stars here."

Qian Qi realized, with one hand Zhi Yi, smiled and said: "They didn't pick you up for the scandal?"

"There was a young man who was pure and beautiful. There was another who was frying with the actress and actress at the time." Liu Che said casually, "I was very afraid when I met the paparazzi."

In the speaking room, the car was already in front of the underground elevator of Qianqian Apartment.

Liu Che stopped steadily, the car was just in front of the elevator, and the passenger door was facing the elevator door.

As long as the money period does not look back, those paparazzi ambushing in the dark can't clearly see the people who get off the car and take the elevator. At most, they can only take a hazy back view.

Liu Che crossed half a body and unfastened the seat belt for Qian Qi.

Qian Qiren helped him and looked down at him with a smile: "You don't need to think for me like this?"

Liu Che also looked up at him: "Are you afraid of paparazzi?"

"They all rely on me to eat." Qian Qi arrogantly pointed at his nose, "I am the father."

Liu Che smiled.

After unraveling, Liu Che took the rebound seat belt in time, locked him lightly with his arm, and dropped a kiss at the corner of his mouth: "See you next time."

Qian Qi sucked her lips and kissed back.

The same angle, the same careless intensity: "See you next time."

He got out of the car and pressed the up button of the elevator that entered the room.

The elevator moved down one level, and the two silver outer walls clinging vaguely reflected Qian Qi's face and the BMW behind him.

...Liu Che waited for him to leave before driving away.

Qian Qi shrugged.

This time he was drunk to draw a line with the person in the past.

For that person, Qian Qi thought about changing, and even behaved naively in front of him completely unconsciously.

Qian Qi thought that he was ridiculous.

He must have liked Chi Song, but he probably did not like it deep enough.

After all, he had never thought of it, and he wanted to defend him like a jade for the faint favor of his childhood.

Come to think of it this way, it was really such a gloomy day more suitable for him.

The elevator is here.

Qian Qi stretched his sore arms and legs, strode into it with his long legs, and the engine sound came from behind.

He was quite interesting to Liu Che.

In the circle, Liu Che's reputation is not small, there are rumours and sayings that he has been in love with Chi Song for a long time.

There are basically no secrets in the circle, and correspondingly, Liu Che should also know who is worrying about him.

In this way, no matter how good they are, they are quite fortunate, and maybe they will see you again.

Qian Qi thought this way, but did not expect this "next meeting" to come so fast.

The author has something to say: two pure old drivers have a showdown.

Probably a short-lived qwq