Qi Cheng unconsciously thought, if he didn't take this cup of milk tea, would Qi Zhong cry
... I really don't want to take it.
This bad taste. Qi Cheng coughed, "Is it sweet?"
"Sweet," Qi Zhong said regretfully, because he didn't know if Qi Chengxi liked sweets, so he added, "It's not very sweet."
"Is that sweet or not sweet?"
Qi Zhong directly withdrew his hand and took a sip in front of him, and put the straw into his mouth, "It's neither sweet nor light, it's very delicious, and you'll regret it if you don't drink it."
Hint hints.
Qi Cheng hadn't seen him drinking milk tea before, and he was still able to play jokes on him, so he took it as soon as he took it, thinking about the simple aspect, that is, drinking a glass of water. But seeing the straw going in and out of his mouth with his own eyes, and even slamming it in front of him to give him a drink, he felt uncomfortable. Qi Cheng coughed, not knowing whether to raise or lower his hand.
"Drink it," Qi Zhong also started to feel embarrassed, and sold Amway dryly, "it's really delicious."
There was only one way to break the embarrassment, Qi Cheng said "oh", then raised his hand to take it, made an instant decision, and put the straw into his mouth.
Don't say it, it's really delicious.
He drank the remaining half of the glass.
Qi Zhong began to feel hot, hot, his coat was airtight, and his back was about to sweat, Qi Cheng trotted and threw the cup into the trash can, "Would you like to take a look inside the mall?"
"Well," Qi Zhong said, "go and have a look."
The two big boys went shopping extremely perfunctorily. Fortunately, the number of people in the mall gradually increased. When they passed the game hall, they looked at each other and entered together with a tacit understanding.
Shooting guns, shooting baskets, racing cars... had a great time, Qi Cheng and Qi Zhong were great, they won the first prize with their shooting, the chubby baby bear.
This baby bear was thrown to each other by two people who disliked each other. It was too eye-catching. In the end, they exchanged the prize with him and replaced it with two thermos cups.
It’s only after playing that I realize that it fits well when I play it, especially the things I like, even the world chosen by vr has to play the most thrilling and exciting zombie game.
When it was almost noon, the two contented people left the game hall. After eating, Qi Zhong started the next activity.
See a movie.
Qi Cheng noticed that he was watching a couple in front of the cinema, and when he followed his gaze, the couple behaved intimately, holding popcorn and Coke in their arms.
Qi Zhong wants to eat too
Qi Cheng was thoughtful, bought two set meals, and when he put them in Qi Zhong's arms, Qi Zhong came back to his senses. He looked down at his own, then at the one in Qi Cheng's arms, "..."
At first, I thought that I could touch each other's hands "inadvertently" when I bought a copy, but now I'm fine, let alone touching, I can't even eat a piece.
Qi Cheng didn't understand his thoughts at all, and felt that he was considerate, and smiled on his face, showing off a little low-key, "Eat what you want, and it's not that you can't afford it."
There are many people in the cinema, they stand in the corner, and there are quite a few people looking here. Suddenly a girl ran over with a blushing face and stammered, "Hi, hello, can I ask a question?"
"Are you right?" Girl.
Qi Cheng and Qi Zhong subconsciously looked at each other and remained silent.
The little eyes began to wander wildly, and he wanted to answer the little girl's question, Qi Zhong straightened his back, "Do we look alike?"
Say it like it!
This sentence is equivalent to negation in other people's ears. The girl understood it, and quickly shook her head and waved her hands, "It doesn't look like it, I'm sorry, I misunderstood."
She trotted away, and the two people who were still standing had mixed feelings.
Qi Cheng coughed, "You must have misunderstood."
"What did we do to make them misunderstand?" Qi Zhong was upset, "We didn't do any intimate things."
Qi Cheng looked to the side, several couples were hugging and kissing, and they had to keep their faces close to each other when talking, compared with them, how could he and Qi Zhong be considered as a couple
And these couples are all of the opposite sex, just like what my second uncle Jiang Jing said, even if same-sex marriage is legalized, the public never thinks it is the mainstream.
Boys and boys walk together, the first reaction is still friends.
Thinking about entering the theater and the film started, Qi Cheng still couldn't figure out why the girl misunderstood him so much.
After thinking about it, watching a movie made my heart ache. What they were watching was a horror movie, and there were only a dozen or so talents in the theater. When the music played up the horror atmosphere, Qi Cheng was still thinking about the special effects. .
Qi Zhong next to him gasped, grabbed his hand in a snap, and held it tightly, the veins on the back of his hand were already bulging.
In the theater, the female ghost with a face full of carrion disappeared from the camera, and the bloody protagonist finally escaped from the dangerous pool. Qi Zhong also calmed down, "..."
Watching a horror movie in a movie theater is really ten times the horror effect.
There were also those who screamed in the whole theater, Qi Cheng listened to Qi Zhong's cold air again and again, "If you can't..."
"How can a man say no!" Qi Zhong was determined, "I'm very good! I didn't pay attention to that just now."
Qi Cheng respected his self-esteem and gave him support, "Just divert your attention and think that it's fake when you see the horrible scene."
"Let me try."
After a while, Qi Zhong gave up and avoided the horror scene, "I shouldn't fucking watch horror movies..."
Qi Cheng drank the Coke happily, and asked in a gentlemanly manner: "Then let's go now?"
Qi Zhong has a hesitant expression, obviously wanting to watch but not daring to watch, waiting for the protagonist to finally decipher the story of the female ghost.
Qi Cheng thought for a while, then hooked his fingers at him, Qi Zhong bowed his head because he didn't understand, and then he blindfolded him.
The hand that just took the Coke was cold, and it was comfortable when it was placed on the eyes, which relieved the temperature of the hot eyelids, Qi Cheng said, "I'll tell you, close your eyes."
Qi Zhong's eyelashes brushed against Qi Cheng's palm, and he obediently closed his eyes.
"The protagonist escaped from the villa and went down the mountain, accompanied by five friends..."
His voice was calm and steady, without any trace of fear. In order not to disturb other people, his voice was kept low, and it belonged to Qi Zhong's private small channel.
The warm exhalation made the ears sensitive, Qi Zhong was half bent, his back was stiff and he couldn't move.
The eyelashes in the palm of his hand began to flick up and down, Qi Cheng stopped talking, "Qi Zhong, you are disobedient."
Qi Zhong hurriedly grabbed his wrist, afraid that he would stop covering his eyes, "I didn't move around, and I didn't disobey."
"You opened your eyes," Qi Cheng, "the eyelashes are still long, making my palms itchy."
Qi Zhong's heart was about to fly. I don't know if what he said was a compliment, but he has a thick skin and can directly take this sentence as a compliment.
So he said happily, "It's not my fault that the eyelashes are long."
"how long?"
The topic was naturally off topic, Qi Cheng let go of Qi Zhong, and leaned closer to him to see the length of his eyelashes, Qi Zhong deliberately closed his eyes to let him see, "Long, long?"
During the last thunderstorm in the warehouse, Qi Cheng occasionally saw rain on his eyelashes under the electric light.
The slender fingers fiddled with his eyelashes, smoothing out the natural curl, and measured the length together, "It's quite long."
"It's my turn," Qi Zhong opened his eyes, eagerly wanting to measure Qi Cheng, "Do you think it's you or me?"
Qi Cheng closed his eyes and let him be casual, and his tone was also casual, but arrogant, "They look better than me, I haven't seen many of them so far."
The horror movie was still playing, but the two of them were making little moves without giving any face, enthusiastically comparing who was more childish, and when the movie ended, they couldn't remember even a single bit of the plot.
After playing for a day, the two of them got up on the bus platform at night. Qi Cheng was going to Jiang Feng's house, and happened to be on the same road as Qi Zhong's house.
It was his first time to take this bus. There were a lot of people on the bus, and the two big and tall guys were squeezed into the corner. As more and more people got on the bus, they got closer and closer.
"What kind of person do you like?" Qi Zhong asked Qi Cheng, sweating profusely.
Qi Cheng stretched out a space, no matter how crowded the people outside were, he would not move at all, "I like cute ones."
Qi Zhong frowned, "White and tender?"
He is tall and big, not white and tender, how cute is he.
"What else do you like?"
"It's time for me to ask you, Qi Zhong," Qi Cheng smiled, "What kind of person do you like?"
The car braked suddenly, Qi Zhong bumped into Qi Cheng, and now they were completely stuck together, the young body was close to the young body, and the youthful breath greeted his face.
The people behind immediately occupied Qi Zhong's position just now, leaving Qi Zhong with no room to retreat.
Qi Cheng simply freed his hand to wrap around him, "Grab me, don't fall down."
Qi Zhong grabbed him and continued to answer the question just now, "I like things that make my heart pound."
"Is there a time when your heart isn't beating?"
"You insist on hitting me," Qi Zhong smelled him, and felt that he was too perverted, so he said, "Okay, okay, the little deer bumped into me."
Now it is actually bumping into the deer, luckily the car is chaotic, Qi Cheng can't hear it, Qi Zhong himself carelessly ignores the heartbeat, all he knows is that he is hot all over, longing to get closer and closer.
The little deer bumped around, it was too abstract, Qi Cheng thought about it: "Be more specific."
On the contrary, Qi Zhong couldn't continue talking, and if he continued, his secret would be exposed, "Anyway, the person I like must be very good."
His body was very hot, the temperature spread to Qi Cheng's hands, Qi Cheng unconsciously withdrew his hands, and Qi Zhong hissed fiercely, "Waist, waist! The waist is about to break!"
Speaking of the waist, Qi Chengcheng thought of Qi Zhong's habit of playing basketball. When he was playing high, cool, and hot, he circled his shirt, revealing his tight waist without a trace of fat.
With a wheat-colored complexion and some sweat, people in the post bar have licked this picture several times.
"!" Qi Zhong grabbed Qi Cheng's arm, sweating from the pain on his forehead, "Damn it, take it easy, it's really going to break!"
Qi Cheng came back to his senses and relaxed a little bit, not knowing which tendon was wrong, so he said, "It's quite thin."
Qi Zhong's face turned blue and purple.