The exhaustion after the emotions faded made Xia Xiqing weak, and she slumped on the toilet without doing anything, letting Zhou Ziheng take the shower head and flush him from head to toe. After helping him wash Zhou Ziheng and washed himself hastily, the bubbles of shower gel splashed on Xia Xiqing's arm from time to time, and he pressed it with his index finger, then raised his head to continue admiring.
To this degree of intimacy, it is like a real couple living in a small corner of the city, living an ordinary life.
It's just very similar. Xia Xiqing stroked a handful of drenched hair and tucked them all behind his head.
"What are you thinking?" Zhou Ziheng didn't wipe his body, stepped barefoot on the wet tile floor and walked over to touch Xia Xiqing's face.
Xia Xiqing opened his mouth and bit Zhou Ziheng's thumb, and raised his eyes to meet him.
"I just think we are too absurd."
"It's ridiculous." Zhou Ziheng rubbed the tips of his teeth with his fingers. "I used to be pure."
Xia Xiqing laughed disdainfully, "The person who fooled with me is not qualified to say the word purity." His slightly upturned face was filled with the residual shadow of desire, "Who would have thought that the first use of this set was this? And again? Not here to make pornography."
Zhou Ziheng took his thumb out a little, and gently rubbed Xia Xiqing's soft lower lip. He laughed, a little too handsome in Xia Xiqing's eyes.
"If I'm with you, I don't mind making a film." His deep brows and eyes will always bring a little childishness at some inadvertent moment. "The integrity of an actor's career lies in the expansion of the scale."
Xia Xiqing slapped his hand away, and gave him a white look. "Come on." He leaned back against the water tank, "It's so boring here."
Hearing this, Zhou Ziheng got up immediately, "I'll go out for a while." He stepped on his wet shoes and walked to the living room sofa, took out his changed underwear from his bag and put it on, as well as the short white cotton he had always used as a pajama. I was about to change my sleeves and dark blue sports shorts. I suddenly hesitated for a while, put them on the sofa, and ran to the bedroom to open the closet. There were not many clothes in it. Zhou Ziheng felt a little apologetic and felt that he shouldn't touch other people's clothes casually.
So entangled in all sorts of things, he finally went to the living room, quickly changed into his pajamas, put on a mask, and wore soaked sneakers and went downstairs.
Xia Xiqing heard him running and running in the bathroom. He didn't know what he was doing. After ten minutes, the door of the bathroom opened. Zhou Ziheng stepped on a pair of dark blue rubber slippers and walked in. Also holding clothes, slippers and new towels.
"Are you downstairs?"
"Well, I went to buy something." He put the clothes on the washing machine, turned on the faucet, washed the new towel several times, wringed it out, and took Xia Xiqing's hand to carefully wipe off the water on his body. Seeing Zhou Ziheng's appearance, Xia Xiqing's heart became hot.
He wanted to say, you don't need to be like this. He said this way too many times, and every time it worked without obstacles, and it worked very well, but I don't know why, seeing Zhou Ziheng's face, he couldn't say this sentence. But he still felt that for someone like himself, Zhou Ziheng didn't need to do this step.
"Okay, raise your hands." Zhou Ziheng put on the white t-shirt that he always used as pajamas as if taking care of a child. It was also the dress he changed after he went upstairs after shopping, and he was wearing it. I just bought a black short sleeve downstairs for 30 yuan.
Dressed Xia Xiqing, Zhou Ziheng took out a pair of dark blue slippers of the same style as his feet from the plastic bag, held his white ankles, and put them on him one by one.
In fact, he wanted to kiss his ankle, but Xia Xiqing might be angry now, so Zhou Ziheng temporarily gave up this idea.
"Have you been relieved?" Zhou Ziheng took his hand and pulled him up, vainly helped Xia Xiqing's waist with his hand, and was taken away by Xia Xiqing. "My physical strength is very good." He said he was wearing it. The pair of slippers walked out of the bathroom, and the chemical reaction between sweat and air finally ended at this moment. Xia Xiqing took a towel and wiped her hair, feeling refreshed all over. It was completely dark, the lights in the living room were not too bright, and the dark yellow was struck down, filling this small space.
Turning around, he saw Zhou Ziheng, who was wearing a black T-shirt, reaching out and pinching the back collar of his clothes, turning his head as if he wanted to see something. Xia Xiqing walked over, "What's the matter?"
"The collar mark makes my neck itchy."
"Sit on the sofa." Xia Xiqing looked around and found a pair of old scissors on the second floor of the TV cabinet, so he walked over and picked it up. The rubber on the handle was too old to be glued. After turning around, Zhou Ziheng was sitting on the sofa and waiting, his unstyling hair was hairy after drying out.
"Where did you buy the inferior clothes? It shouldn't be the night market downstairs." Xia Xiqing walked over, and Zhou Ziheng patted him on his thigh, smiling with a row of white dangling teeth, "Yes, why are you so smart? ."
A big star is really not particular about it. Looking at this smile, Xia Xiqing couldn't refuse. He spread his legs and sat on his lap, cutting his collar with both hands over his neck.
"Don't move, don't blame me until the meat is cut."
"Um."
Zhou Ziheng was very satisfied. His arms were loosely wrapped around Xia Xiqing’s waist, and his head was buried obediently on his shoulders. This time there was no perfume smell on his body, only the mint scent left by the shower gel, mixed with a little bit of emotion that had not disappeared. Humidity.
When desire comes, it is turbulent like a tsunami, which makes people head-conscious, but in fact, for Zhou Ziheng, with Xia Xiqing, the ups and downs of throbbing and aftermath at low tide are also beautiful.
Carefully cut out the last bit, Xia Xiqing tore off the inferior collar with his hand. Although he was very careful, he still left some small holes in his short sleeves. It didn’t matter. Anyway, it was Cheap clothes.
"All right."
Zhou Ziheng still reluctantly looked up, "Hold for a while."
"Are you a puppy?"
"No." Zhou Ziheng hugged him tightly, raised his head, his bottom-up eyes full of nostalgia, "Kiss."
Xia Xiqing didn't move. Zhou Ziheng asked again. He finally softened and pressed a kiss on Zhou Ziheng's lips, "Alright?"
"No." Zhou Ziheng kissed, and the deeper the kiss, Xia Xiqing held the scissors in his hand and threatened in the interstitial kiss, "Believe it or not, I will stab in with this."
"I don't believe it." Zhou Ziheng kissed his side neck, grabbed his hand with scissors, and held it to his chest, "You stab."
Xia Xiqing has won the hearts of too many people. Each of them promised him a beautiful vow and showed him his strong emotions. These are all the same to him. To be honest, there is no mood swing, because he is very clear. , If they really know what a bad person they are, no one will love him.
But Zhou Ziheng's heart was completely different. His feelings were blue magma, which looked like a quiet ocean. When the tide was submerged, he realized that he had been swallowed by the hot magma and melted.
Throwing away the scissors in his hand, Xia Xiqing hugged Zhou Ziheng's head and kissed him deeply.
When did you learn to take a step-by-step and see a step-by-step passive slack tactics
The delicate balance between them is a bubble, as long as Zhou Ziheng does not burst.
Xia Xiqing occasionally thinks darkly, maybe he is too narcissistic, maybe Zhou Ziheng is just for fun, using his superb and natural acting skills to simulate love.
It's really not bad.
The wet tongues overlapped, and the summer wind came in through the gaps in the old window mullions, covering their eyebrows and eyes. This kind of tender kiss rarely happens to Xia Xiqing. He always invades others with a hungry posture, but he did not expect that one day he will become the one who asks and asks.
When it was difficult to separate, Zhou Ziheng's stomach suddenly screamed, breaking the entanglement that was as sweet as honey.
"I'm really hungry this time." Xia Xiqing smiled and got off him, glanced at the pendulum hanging on the wall, "Go, take you to eat."
The moisture still did not evaporate, but most of the heat dissipated with the disappearance of the sun, and the night wind blew warm on people. Zhou Ziheng and Xia Xiqing went downstairs shoulder to shoulder. The previous mess of the community was illuminated by the lights of thousands of families. It was not even a wide road. The fangs were occupied by large and small stalls. The street sellers sold clothes, flowers, birds, fish and insects. , Strange and strange all kinds of small shops, densely packed in a long street, separated from each other with a string of small light bulbs, and shared each other's light.
"You didn't visit the overnight market." Xia Xiqing reached out and lowered Zhou Ziheng's hat brim, Zhou Ziheng pushed his glasses frame smoothly, "No, Beijing now has no small dirty stall."
"Yes. To improve the appearance of the city." Xia Xiqing took him to the sidewalk. This is not the main action area of the night market, so it is not easy to post people. He pulled his mask and reminded Zhou Ziheng, "Be careful of your phone. I used to have three mobile phones stolen in the night market."
Zhou Ziheng smiled and put his hand on Xia Xiqing's body naturally.
"You are not afraid of being photographed."
"Pat it." Zhou Ziheng hugged his arms tighter. "Aren't the stars going to the night market very grounded." As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Xiqing felt that the hand on his shoulder was taken away. He turned his head and saw Zhou Ziheng's skill quickly. The mother-in-law who almost fell down on the trolley held the trolley with gray hair, and said thank you again and again, "Fortunately, I have you, otherwise I would have done it in vain tonight. Nothing."
Zhou Ziheng didn't understand it well, so he could only help her push her to a fixed booth with a smile, and communicate with her mother-in-law in Mandarin.
"Be careful, this leg is not stable." Zhou Ziheng squatted down, took out a paper towel from his trouser pocket and folded it several times, and placed it on the low wooden foot. "Okay." He grabbed it. The wooden feet of the cart shook, "It won't be swaying anymore." As soon as he raised his head, he happened to collide with Xia Xiqing's eyes not far away and smiled at him.
Xia Xiqing felt that he had a hallucination.
A pair of glowing wings grew behind Zhou Ziheng.
Such a good person, why bother with yourself.
He also walked over, glanced at the large stainless steel insulated bucket on the cart and the cut fruits on it, and said to his mother-in-law in Wuhan dialect, "Mother-in-law, want a cup of mung bean smoothie and a bunch of water chestnuts. "
Taking the smoothies and water chestnut skewers, Xia Xiqing left the stall and continued walking forward, Zhou Ziheng followed, "I want to eat too."
"You go buy it."
"I want to eat what you have."
Xia Xiqing turned around abruptly, Zhou Ziheng almost bumped into the head without stopping, and quickly took a step back. The water chestnuts in Xia Xiqing's hand were skewered with five cleanly cut water chestnuts, each of which was white, tender and round. Toot, he stuffed the cold mung bean smoothie into Zhou Ziheng's hand, "Don't drink it yet." He said that he would take a small water chestnut with his hand and pass it to him, "Eat it, you probably wouldn't treat this as a fruit." eat."
Unexpectedly, Zhou Ziheng directly lowered his head, grabbed the water chestnut with Xia Xiqing's hand, raised his head and put it in the mouth, chewed it twice, it was crispy, tender and fragrant, and the juice was sweet.
"It's delicious!" The eyes under those black-rimmed glasses lit up a bit, "I want more."
Xia Xiqing also laughed, took the mung bean paste from his hand and turned around mercilessly, "Go and buy it myself."
"Don't, you give me another one. This is so delicious."
"This is the horseshoe."
"Really? Our horseshoes are used to make dumplings to make meatballs. They are not eaten raw, and ours is not tender at all." Zhou Ziheng took Xia Xiqing's shoulders, "It's better for you here. Grandma can cut all fruits. It’s cheaper if you sell it out."
It is a joy to be praised for your hometown at any time.
The middle section of the night market is a row of food stalls. Every family's business is booming. Xia Xiqing led Zhou Ziheng to sit down in a remote place and ordered four large plates of barbecue. All kinds of meat were skewered with iron sticks and grilled. The scented oil is sprinkled with a handful of cumin chili and chopped green onion, and the fragrance is terribly fragrant. He went to the stall next to him and bought a small bowl of stew and two cages of tomato flavored soup dumplings, and filled up the small and low table.
"Taste it."
Zhou Ziheng picked up a bunch of grilled crispy bones and put it in his mouth. He has never eaten chili. Now he was so strong and spicy that he grabbed the mung bean smoothie that Xia Xiqing had at hand and took a big mouthful.
"It's spicy!" He opened his mouth and inhaled like a big golden retriever, laughing so Xia Xiqing almost choked, "I ordered slightly spicy."
"Don't eat it so spicy, just now..."
Xia Xiqing slammed his knee with his knee, "Shut up, and I will leave you here alone if you mention it again."
Zhou Ziheng grinned, grabbed Xia Xiqing's hand and rubbed it, as if to please, Xia Xiqing took out his hand again and put a braised kelp knot for Zhou Ziheng, "This is delicious, I love this one the most."
Hearing what Xia Xiqing said, Zhou Ziheng stuffed the kelp knot into his mouth without even thinking about it. The kelp that had been simmered for several hours in the old braised soup was already soft, glutinous, savory and delicious. "Well... this is delicious." "But the pungent stamina hidden in the braised soup came up again in the next second, and Zhou Ziheng stuck out his tongue, "This is also spicy."
"Tsk tusk." Xia Xiqing shook his head and ate a bunch of roasted green peppers. "Most of our things here are spicy."
In the end, Zhou Ziheng finished two cages of soup dumplings by himself, and became addicted to it. He ran and ordered two cages again. After a while, an uncle came over with two cages of soup dumplings and put them aside, "Man, your soup dumplings." "At this time, Xia Xi had finished eating early in the morning and put on a mask again. The uncle glanced at his puckered hair, then glanced at his eyebrows, and joked with Zhou Ziheng, "You're pretty blessed, handsome, play. One of his friends is pretty."
The boss’s Mandarin was mixed with a strong dialect. Zhou Ziheng listened to it and thought he was complimenting Xia Xiqing’s good looks, so he laughed, and was about to return to him, but Xia Xiqing suddenly pulled down his mask and raised his head to face the boss seriously. ,"I am male."
"Huh?" The boss took a closer look, and he was really a man. He immediately smiled apologetically, "Ah, I made a mistake and made a mistake, sorry. Just now my wife told me that one of them is quite tall. A pretty beautiful woman bought two cages of tomato soup dumplings, I thought it was you."
Xia Xiqing smiled and said that it was okay, and the boss talked and laughed and left.
"Does he mean you are beautiful?" Zhou Ziheng kept asking, he was just curious, why did Xia Xiqing explain that he was a boy after the boss said that? He recalled what the boss said before.
Friends playing.
"What is a friend to play?"
Xia Xiqing, who had just bitten a small opening in the soup bag, was scalded by the hot soup, and the soup that could no longer be wrapped in the thin skin smashed in the small plate, like a secret thought that could not be hidden.
The table was close to the table, and the half-drunk middle-aged man at the next table suddenly laughed. One of them touched Zhou Ziheng's back with the back of his hand holding a beer can, "You are a northerner. Come on. Wuhan to play?"
Zhou Ziheng pushed the frame of the frame subconsciously, but the other party didn't seem to recognize him, "Yes."
The other party laughed a few times and gave him popular science in non-standard Mandarin, "Playing with friends is just falling in love, don't you know?"
Talk, fall in love
So, the boss regards Xia Xiqing as his girlfriend
The tip of his tongue was so hot that he heard the conversation between Zhou Ziheng and that elder brother. Xia Xiqing couldn't lift his head even more. He only turned his face and sucked the mung bean paste that had bottomed out. The condensed water beads on the wall of the cup made his hands wet, as if intimately. The burning palm is cooling down.
After eating supper, the two walked out side by side from a side road, and gradually moved away from the noisy night market. The Hua'anli community was surrounded by railways, and the roar of trains whizzing by came from their ears, and their hearts shook together.
Zhou Ziheng still remembered what the eldest brother said just now. He always felt that Xia Xiqing was too in line with the nature of this city. Even falling in love was described as playing with friends, bohemian, and a teenager with a scornful temper. .
"You think… "
Zhou Ziheng, who was walking behind, spoke in a low voice. Xia Xiqing didn't look back. He threw the plastic cup of green bean paste into the trash can in the distance like a shot, and scored perfectly.
"Are we playing now..."
The sound of the train was overwhelmingly overwhelming, swallowing all the sounds of Xia Ye like a monster, including Zhou Ziheng's last two words.
The roar faded away, and everything returned to tranquility. Xia Xiqing turned around and half clenched his fist.
"what did you just say?"
What a smart person Xia Xiqing is. Zhou Ziheng stared at the flawless face under the moonlight and was silent for two seconds.
"nothing."
His disguise warned his eager heart.
not the right time yet.
The author has something to say: Chu Chu: The whole world feels that you are playing friends.