Being held by Zhou Ziheng like this, Xia Xiqing felt so comfortable that he could fall asleep just like that. But he also felt that it was really weird for him to do this. Zhou Ziheng was five years younger than him. He was so childish and silly before, and would get angry if teased. How come he became like this now
So gentle, it's unbearable, yet impossible to push away.
He buried his head in Zhou Ziheng's neck, bit the collar of his black short-sleeved shirt with his teeth, pulled it outwards, and gently rubbed the protruding collarbone with the tips of his teeth.
It's too much like a cat. And a cat that doesn't obey.
"Don't bite." Zhou Ziheng pinched the back of his neck, "It's time to shoot the movie."
"I know, she's a big star." Xia Xiqing raised her head, licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, and quickly retracted it. Her lips were shiny, which made Zhou Ziheng feel itchy.
"I've noticed that you like to treat me like a kid lately." Xia Xiqing looked into Zhou Ziheng's eyes, stretched out her hand to pull his hair back, revealing his superior brow bone. Zhou Ziheng looked like a college student in his daily life, and he looked obedient and refreshing. Although Xia Xiqing didn't like this kind of little milk dog in the past, and liked more energetic ones, but if it was Zhou Ziheng, he would have a very comfortable charm.
"Really? I don't think so." Zhou Ziheng smiled with his lips slightly pursed.
"You smile like this every time you want to show off but don't dare to." After being with him for a long time, Xia Xiqing has summed up the pattern. His hand slowly slid down, touching Zhou Ziheng's face, his thumb rubbing back and forth on his beautiful lips, and his eyes fell on them, "What are you showing off for?"
His voice became light again, lifting Zhou Ziheng's heart straight up to the sky, like a hydrogen balloon.
Xia Xiqing just lowered her eyes and looked at his lips, her eyelashes trembling slightly, like two black butterflies about to fly away. As Zhou Ziheng watched, he couldn't help but slow down his breathing.
Afraid of disturbing him, afraid that he would fly away.
Xia Xiqing suddenly raised her eyes, her butterfly wings spread out, the ceiling light in the living room reflected in her pupils, like the moon wrapped in the night, "Why aren't you talking."
Too beautiful. If he said it out loud, he would definitely be angry, but that's what Zhou Ziheng felt in his heart.
Zhou Ziheng still didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly, his gaze moving from his eyes down, along the straight bridge of his nose, all the way to the slightly upturned nose tip, and the small dot on the tip of his nose.
The Creator must have loved you very much when he created you. He held the paintbrush carefully, hesitated for a long time, and finally gently put a small dot on the tip of your nose, making you so different.
He also puts a paintbrush in your hand, allowing you to use all the lines and colors in the world to your heart’s content, allowing your talent to flourish.
You are God's most favored child.
"There are so many things I want to say," Zhou Ziheng touched the raised spine line on his back, "but there is not a single word you like to hear."
"Forget it, shut up." Xia Xiqing laughed.
The charm of that little mole was so deadly that it was very alluring when he wasn't smiling, and when he smiled, his face looked so innocent. Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but kiss the tip of his nose.
"Who allowed you to kiss here?" Xia Xiqing raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction and pinched Zhou Ziheng's neck. He hated people kissing his nose, as if he was a girl.
Xia Xiqing was ridiculed a lot for his girlish appearance when he was a child, and he still couldn't get rid of this prejudice when he grew up. He was also very strong-willed and hated any actions or even descriptions that feminized him.
Zhou Ziheng pretended to be suffocating and coughed a few times. Xia Xiqing then let go of his hand, but still pointed out his criticism harshly, "Actor."
"Don't you think your nose is beautiful?"
Xia Xi gave her a blank look and said, "The nose is pretty, but I don't like the mole. I'll get it removed tomorrow."
Zhou Ziheng was anxious, "No."
"Why not? It's on my face, I can do whatever I want." Xia Xiqing looked like a gangster. He was about to stand up when he found that his legs, which had been crossed, were completely numb. "Oh my god, my legs are numb."
Zhou Ziheng pinched his thigh maliciously.
"Fuck! Zhou Ziheng!"
"Don't cross your legs. You need to move."
"Don't, don't touch me, it's numb."
Zhou Ziheng stretched out his legs, grabbed Xia Xiqing's legs with his hands and put them behind him, "This is better."
"What's good about that!" Xia Xiqing was almost annoyed by him. Now this position has completely turned into the position where he sits astride Zhou Ziheng. He tried to move his legs, "Hiss... It's so numb."
"Just stop moving and be good."
"Be good, uncle."
"I'll give you a massage and the numbness will go away." Zhou Ziheng said as he rubbed Xia Xiqing's thigh.
"Fuck... stop rubbing it."
Zhou Ziheng didn't care about it at all. His thoughts were quite pure. If his legs were numb, he just had to move them and massage them. While thinking this, he continued to massage him.
Xia Xiqing held his hand down, "I told you to stop rubbing it, don't you understand what I'm saying?"
His breathing was unstable and he was panting slightly. Zhou Ziheng finally realized how ambiguous their actions were. The palm of his hand placed on his thigh was hot, and he wanted to move but didn't dare to.
If I do something now, Xia Xiqing probably won't refuse.
But it's not too much of a robbery.
Zhou Ziheng was extremely conflicted and was about to clear his throat to ease the embarrassment when he was suddenly kissed by Xia Xiqing.
"Well… "
The soft lips and tongue were moist and aggressive, licking Zhou Ziheng's upper jaw maliciously, making him feel itchy and numb, and his breathing became disordered.
“Why… why don’t you rub me anymore…” Xia Xiqing did not forget to provoke me during the deep kiss.
Taking advantage of others' misfortune... Zhou Ziheng felt that he was simply too naive.
Provoked by Xia Xiqing, Zhou Ziheng was too lazy to consider for him anymore. He rubbed maliciously with his large, dry palms, controlling the strength in an extremely ambiguous way, taking every part into consideration but not touching the place Xia Xiqing wanted him to touch.
"Zhou Ziheng..." Xia Xiqing almost gritted his teeth while shouting his name, which made Zhou Ziheng very happy. He kissed Xia Xiqing's soft lips and stroked his back with his hands. Xia Xiqing resisted the urge to suck and bite his neck, as everywhere was a forbidden area and he could only trace his earlobe with the tip of his tongue.
The panting sound that was deliberately suppressed spread in the ears, covered with water vapor, infinitely amplified by the distance, hitting the heart again and again, disrupting the heartbeat that had already lost its normal rhythm. The flames burned from the tip of the ear, igniting the prairie fire.
The furry carpet exudes a soft warmth, and the light illuminates the fair skin of the person in front of me inch by inch, as well as the watery light that ripples out from the depths of his pupils.
Xia Xiqing's expression was stubborn and seductive, and his tone was full of provocation, "You can't do it."
Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and gently rubbed Xia Xiqing's neck with his lips. He didn't really kiss him, but just rubbed it slowly upwards, stopping at his earlobe, and said in a hoarse voice, "It seems that you can't do it anymore."
Xia Xiqing was going to be driven crazy by him.
It is a complete misunderstanding to say that he is a puppy. He is actually a wolfdog, and a super patient one at that.
"I can't do it anymore." He licked Zhou Ziheng's ear carefully, panting softly as if he was out of breath, his long legs tensed, "I want to sleep with you, I really want to sleep with you."
"No, you don't want to." Although Zhou Ziheng was still smiling, sweat was already on his forehead.
"Don't keep me in suspense. If you push me too far, I'll find someone else..." Before she could finish her harsh words, Zhou Ziheng squeezed her hand and Xia Xiqing couldn't help but cry out in a low voice.
"My □□ uncle! Zhou Ziheng! You ..."
"Yes." Zhou Ziheng chuckled softly, slowed down his grip, gently pinched, and kissed Xia Xiqing's ear again, "You are so fierce."
I give in. Xia Xiqing felt that he had encountered the biggest trouble in the past 25 years.
It's really the "biggest" trouble.
The two of them tossed and turned for more than an hour, but in the end Xia Xiqing didn't get what he wanted. He wanted to slam the door and go home angrily, but the sofa in Zhou Ziheng's house was so comfortable. After it was over, he didn't want to do anything and just wanted to lie on the sofa. Zhou Ziheng covered him with a super long blanket, which was soft and covered him from head to toe. The sofa was very big, so he lay next to Xia Xiqing and held him in his arms.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to hug me before you learn your lesson?"
Xia Xiqing's voice was muffled, but it sounded extremely cute to Zhou Ziheng.
"Don't you think it's comfortable to hug?"
“I don’t think so.” Well, a little bit.
"I think, I want to hug you, just let me hug you." His hands gently patted Xia Xiqing's back, and sometimes he would ruffle his hair.
She was so clingy and caring, yet she was still single. Xia Xiqing couldn't imagine it.
He thought of the girl he had mentioned during the truth or dare game.
How much does he like her that he hasn't been in a relationship for so many years? Not necessarily. His job is so special and he is so busy. He has to film and go to school. How can he have so much free time for a relationship
But aren't there so many people in this circle dating her? What does it have to do with the nature of the job? Maybe it's because I like her.
No. Xia Xiqing suddenly came to his senses. What was he doing? Why was he so obsessed with whether Zhou Ziheng liked that woman
Feeling upset and irritated for no reason, Xia Xiqing turned his back, not wanting to see Zhou Ziheng's face.
Zhou Ziheng did not notice his series of psychological activities, nor did he realize that something was wrong with Xia Xiqing. He continued to kiss the back of his head gently and hugged him from behind, like two loving spoons.
"If I join the crew, I may have to go to other places to film."
When Xia Xiqing was about to fall asleep, he heard Zhou Ziheng say this and half woke up again. He asked, "Where are you going..." Just after asking, he felt that his voice was too sticky. Xia Xiqing coughed again and cleared his throat, "How many months will you shoot?"
"I have freed up four months of time for this drama, but it's still uncertain."
Four months? Half a year.
Zhou Ziheng continued, "And I have to play an AIDS patient in this play, so I have to lose weight and go for training starting this month, and I may not go back..."
Before he could finish, Xia Xiqing interrupted him, "Oh."
After saying this word, he felt a pang in his heart, and he didn't know why.
Zhou Ziheng wanted to say more, but seeing that he didn't seem to want to listen, he swallowed the second half of his words and closed his eyes. He regretted it very much. Why did he tell him all this? It felt like he was explaining something. What was his relationship with him? Why did he do something unnecessary
My heart is getting heavier and heavier, and it is about to hit the bottom.
After hitting bottom, it bounced back.
"Does your crew need an art director? I mean, that kind of design is not right either," Xia Xiqing was a little annoyed. Why couldn't he organize his words well? This was so unlike him. Finally, he turned around and said seriously, "How about I invest? Can I invest? I also want to be a sponsor for once."
Zhou Ziheng was stunned.
What does he mean by these words
"But you don't need me to support you, you have a background. How about I support a little actor or something..." Xia Xiqing rolled his eyes, and was quickly pinched by Zhou Ziheng, "Say it again, who are you supporting?"
"You, I'll just keep you as my sponsor, okay?" Xia Xiqing was puzzled. How could this guy want to be supported even though he was hanging out in a bar
"Even if you are the sponsor, you can't stay on the set every day..."
"What are you doing on the crew?" Zhou Ziheng felt a little happy.
"What do you think I'm doing? I've spent so much effort to get you to join me in this mess, and now you're telling me you're joining the group. I won't see you for half a year, so what am I going to do?"
Zhou Ziheng suppressed his laughter, "So."
"Eh? How about I just do you tonight?" Xia Xiqing grabbed Zhou Ziheng's face with both hands and rubbed it. The happy expression on his face lasted less than two seconds before he frowned again, "No, what if I get addicted to this meaty food? I'll be suffocated to death then."
Zhou Ziheng finally couldn't help laughing, "What are you thinking about all day long?"
"I want to sleep with you, I want to have sex with you, I want to eat you alive."
"Okay, I'll make a note of that."
Just do this from now on.
"It's so annoying. If I invest in your crew, can I come over every day? Oh, yes, I can be a producer, can I?"
"You can, but it's not necessary." Zhou Ziheng gently pinched the tip of his ear, "Actually there is a way..."
"What method?" Xia Xiqing raised his eyebrows, and his eyes became bigger.
Zhou Ziheng hummed a long sigh, and said hesitantly, "We should have started filming a long time ago, but it took a long time. We tried too many people for the female lead and couldn't find a suitable one, so we wasted a lot of time. The other day when Director Kun was having dinner, he told me that he had watched A Way Out. I thought he was just being polite, but I didn't expect him to show me a clip from the Internet."
Xia Xiqing didn't understand what Zhou Ziheng was going to say. She just felt that it was a bit tiring to look up like this, so she leaned up and looked into Zhou Ziheng's eyes, "And then?"
"Let me tell you the plot first. The gangster I play has AIDS and wants to take revenge on society, so he follows the heroine and wants to attack her. Then there is a very important shot in our play where I have to push the heroine against the wall and cover her mouth. However, they interviewed several actresses, but none of them could act out that collision feeling. Do you understand?"
Xia Xiqing understood it very well. He immediately thought of the scene in the first episode of "Escape Plan" where he was dragged into the darkened study by Zhou Ziheng.
"No, you don't want me to play the... female lead, do you?" Xia Xiqing's eyebrows were twisted together, and Zhou Ziheng stretched out his hand to rub them apart, "No, I'm not asking you to play the role of a female lead." After that, he muttered softly, although you have this face, which is also possible.
"Director Kun asked me to tell you something. He felt that the shot we made at that time was the effect he wanted, with collision and emotion, so he asked me to ask you if you are willing to give it a try. Also, Writer Xu said that he could change the script."
"Fuck, Xu Qichen is trying to trick me." Xia Xiqing rolled his eyes. "How does he want to change it?"
"Editor Xu said that if it doesn't work, then we can remove the love storyline and change it to two male protagonists. The female protagonist is deaf and autistic, so it would also work if she were a male. Anyway, the overall theme is mutual redemption."
"Deaf? And autistic?" Xia Xiqing chuckled, "What was Xu Qichen thinking? How dare he give me such a difficult role?"
Zhou Ziheng looked at Xia Xiqing's face, hesitating whether to tell him why Xu Qichen also wanted him to perform.
According to the original setting, the heroine had experienced domestic violence.
She was born in a low-income family. Her father was addicted to gambling and her mother made a living by selling smiles. The two often had conflicts at home and would fight over trivial matters. Her ears were broken as a result of the beatings.
When Xu Qichen told Zhou Ziheng about the idea of this version of the script, he thought he was too cruel, as he was obviously Xia Xiqing's friend.
[It's cruel, but he can't live his whole life drunkenly to escape nightmares.]
Zhou Ziheng can still recall Xu Qichen's indifferent and calm expression at that time.
[Xia Xiqing's life so far has been one of self-deception. If he doesn't get rid of this mental illness, he will never learn to love himself.]
Zhou Ziheng took a deep breath and felt that if he said these words, perhaps this thing would not be accomplished. He could only touch Xia Xiqing's hair, "He thinks you can do it, and he must have his reasons. Editor Xu also said that if you are willing, he wants to discuss the script with you."
"I have never acted in a play." After saying this, Xia Xiqing himself found it ridiculous. He should have acted in plays for as long as he lived.
"I think you're quite talented."
"You think I'm good at pretending, don't you?" Xia Xiqing wanted to sit up. He was a little sleepy. "Let's talk about this later. Xu Qichen will probably come to see me. I'm going back. I'm sleepy."
Zhou Ziheng grabbed him and said, "It's so close, why don't you just not go back? My house is big enough for you to sleep in."
That's right. Xia Xiqing smiled, "Yes, it's so close, I can go back in two steps."
"You can't go back in two steps. The distance from the sofa to the entrance is at least fifteen meters, plus the length of the entrance is four meters, and the straight-line distance between the doors is three meters. Suppose you just want to go back to your sofa, multiply all the distances by two, and you take half a meter at a time, then you have to..."
The scary science guy. Xia Xiqing blocked Zhou Ziheng's mouth with a kiss, then released him.
"Have you figured it out?"
"I forgot, where we were at?" Zhou Ziheng smiled, his eyes curved like a waxing moon.
Xia Xiqing pinched his chin and said, "Then I have to take a shower."
"Wash it here."
"No pajamas."
"Wear mine."
"Yours is big."
"It's more comfortable." Zhou Ziheng grinned.
Xia Xiqing slapped him on the forehead and said, "What do you know, little guy? You have to do your job well."
"How do you know it's bad if you haven't even tried it?"
"A virgin solo has no right to speak."
Zhou Ziheng said "oh" and hugged Xia Xiqing, resting his furry head on his shoulder.
I agreed not to like him too much, to find the right balance, to be able to control myself and to be at ease.
What do you want? It's all bullshit. If you like it, you can only like it more and more. The brakes were ruined from the beginning.
If you speed up all the way to the cliff, even gods can't save you.
"Hey, where do I sleep tonight?"
"In my arms."
"Get lost."
The author has something to say: I can write a hundred chapters about their daily lives (I'm kidding), they are so pure and lustful~
How can it be so easy to write a beautiful and seductive cat-like bottom and a seamless switch between a puppy and a wolf-dog top
Ah, it’s finally time to start filming and write the script.
Xu Qichen: This article is also known as "Chenchen's Gratitude"