Xiao Yi and Qi Yan went to the fresh food supermarket and returned home with full load.

Qi Yan cooks and prepares the mess. Taking this opportunity, Xiao Yi opened a bottle of red wine.

Looking at the "staring at" cast by Shang Qiyan, Xiao Yi laughed naturally: "You drink juice, I drink red wine."

Seeing Qi Yan slightly relieved, Xiao Yi smiled deeper.

The hot seafood hot pot was placed in the center of the table, and the moment the lid was opened, Qi Yan's saliva would flow out.

Xiao Yi pretended to take a bowl and took it under Qi Yan's chin, causing Qi Yan's string of pink fists.

Xiao Yi poured himself a glass of red wine, thought about it, and poured a glass of juice to Qi Yan. Everything was ready, and he was about to find a way to light a candle to create a candlelight dinner atmosphere, and found that Qi Yan was greedy. Not anymore.

——Well, the neighbor is too stupid to understand the sentiment.

"Eat, continue to brush the copy after eating." Xiao Yi, who can only use the "game" to please neighbors, decisively grabbed Qi Yan's dead hole.

Sure enough, Qi Yan was more motivated to hear Xiao Yi's words.

Seeing a big prawn, Qi Yan clipped it out, but because he was too hot to talk, he opened his mouth several times and ended in failure.

Xiao Yi took the prawns he abandoned on one side, dipped them in the cold water, and peeled off the shrimp shells while ordering them, and then placed them on Qi Yan's plate, "eat it, peel it for you."

"Good guy!" Qi Yan screamed gratefully, grabbing the shrimp and tasting it.

——The trough is so fresh and delicious!

Xiao Yi, who was issued a good card, sighed softly and comforted himself: Don't worry, come to Japan and grow up.

Halfway through the seafood feast, Qi Yan took the empty juice bottle and regretted: "Oh, just buy another bottle just now."

Nothing to drink, Qi Yan wants to use boiled water instead...

"Taste this?" Xiao Yi suddenly pointed to the side of the red wine: "You are twenty-three years old, you can try a little."

"Red wine..." Qi Yan still didn't want it, after all, he really had no desire to drink such things as "wine".

"Taste it. When I was 18 years old, my father drank two glasses."

After hearing Xiao Yi say this, Qi Yan also felt that he might have taken a step and tried it.

Xiao Yi took out a tall wine glass from the cupboard and came back to find that Qi Yan was shaking at his own glass.

"what happened?"

"Research..." Qi Yan sat back and took the wine glass handed over by Xiao Yi.

"Don't study it, try it!" Xiao Yi chuckled and poured him a half.

Qi Yan picked up the wine glass and took a closer look. Then in Xiao Yi's eyes, he sipped his mouth.

"Whee..." A long tone sounded, Qi Yan shrugged his nose: "Not so good..."

"Then don't drink it, put it there." Xiao Yi said: "I'll buy another bottle of juice?"

"No need, no use!" Qi Yan waved his hand: "What is the point of throwing away after half a drink, and I'll finish it all!"

Qi Yan took a sip with a posture of ‘I got it done’. After drinking, frowning and sucking, suddenly raised one eyebrow.

"Hey, I feel pretty good!"

"Just drink a few more times." Xiao Yi saw his eyebrows open, and he was relieved: "I used to drink it a few times and found it difficult to drink, but when I got used to it, I thought it tasted good."

"Then have you drunk liquor and beer?"

"Liquor doesn't exist, beer has been drunk a little and I don't like that taste."

"Ah, yes. Drinking is better than drinking juice."

Xiao Yi smiled and nodded: "Yes, it is better to drink juice."

Nowadays, drinking soda is common. But there are too few boys like Qi Yan who are 23 years old and still passionate about juice. When he went to the supermarket just now, Qi Yan said he was not very interested in soft drinks.

The juice was replaced with red wine, and Qi Yan did not eat less seafood. Xiao Yi, who was not very hungry, watched Qi Yan for most of the time. When he saw the delicious food he ate, he felt as sweet as he had eaten.

The wine had bottomed out unknowingly, Qi Yan thought about it, and took the bottle and poured another half a glass.

"Is red wine easy to get drunk?" Qi Yan asked.

Xiao Yi thought for a while: "I don't know, look at people's absorptive capacity. I don't get drunk with three glasses, but a little more with four glasses."

Xiao Yi is not a person who can drink alcohol, but in order to socialize, more or less three glasses are the bottom line.

Qi Yan didn't speak anymore, Xiao Yi thought he had a measure in his heart, and he didn't care.

When Qi Yan picked up the bottle for the third time and poured it into his empty glass, Xiao Yi finally found something was wrong.

Xiao Yi froze with a reddish cheek, a rising pink mouth, hazy eyes and a confused consciousness.

——This stupid neighbor is obviously drunk!

"You can't drink anymore." Xiao Yi snatched the bottle: "You are drunk."

"Let me go..." Qi Yan's mouth seemed to contain cotton: "Wine bottle..."

Xiao Yi couldn't help crying: "What's your bottle? Obediently, I'll peel you shrimp."

Qi Yan wrinkled a small face, and his voice suddenly increased: "Are you going to be blind?! You liar!"

"Shrimp peeling is not blind..." Xiao Yi patiently peeled him a piece of shrimp and put it in his mouth: "Eat it."

Qi Yan chirped, chewed, and started to howl: "What is this, it's all wine! You are a liar! No wonder you have to go blind!"

Xiao Yi burst out laughing, how can a stupid neighbor be so interesting!

The fussed Qi Yan leaned on the back of the chair, looked up inexorably, looked at the dim light, and shouted.

"Why is there a yellow light there?"

"Because there are wall lamps."

"Why is the wall lamp flashing yellow!"

"……do not know."

"Why don't you know!"

"Because I am not the one who renovated this apartment."

"Why aren't you the one who decorated the apartment!"

"..."

In this way, I asked one question and answer until Qi Yan opened his mouth but could not speak. After sleeping, Xiao Yi walked over and gently hugged him and walked to the bedroom.

[Xiao Yi’s favorability to Qi Yan +5, current favorability: 75]

The soft eyes fell on the red cheeks of the person in his arms, and Xiao Yi's mouth curled up in an arc.

Putting him on a soft bed, Xiao Yi felt strange.

Obviously there is no determined feelings, but he always touches his inner emotions because of his anger. Gay people are the most excluded in this world and in this society, right?

But... just can't help it.

Is it wrong for a **** couple to fall in love?

Xiao Yi caressed Qi Yan's slippery cheek lovingly, and there was a trace of defeat in his eyes.

Hide this mood in your heart...

Because of your love, he will be subject to public opinion and ridicule.

——He will be injured.