"Hiss... What did you just say you lacked a set?"
The soreness from the tip of his nose was too strong, and Jiang Zhao's vision was blurred by physical tears, so he didn't notice the way Xiao Si looked at him just now.
Like a wolf watching its prey in the dark, its amber eyes seem to have turned into a red light, the wolf has already endured to the extreme, and will pounce at any time, bringing the snow-white, delicious, alluring The scented prey is peeled off little by little, and then swallowed into the stomach.
However, this kind of gaze only lasted for a second, and Xiao Si turned back into that Mr. Pian Pianjia with clear eyes and a gentle smile on his cheek.
"Are you okay?" He looked at Jiang Zhao's slightly red nose, and said softly, "I didn't pay attention when I opened the door, sorry."
Jiang Zhao wiped off the little bit of moistness from the corners of his eyes, which made him feel embarrassed. He couldn't do anything about this passive reaction of his body, so he could only pretend that nothing happened, and rubbed the tip of his nose calmly: "It's okay, I just bumped it."
Xiao Si also nodded: "What I just said is that we need a new set of bedding."
Jiang Zhao was taken aback: "I forgot to tell the program crew during the day..."
He looked up and Xiao Si also looked at each other, and suddenly understood what was going on.
— Xiao Si, like him, also forgot about this matter.
Jiang Zhao turned and went downstairs without hesitation: "I'll go to Director Du—"
But he remembered something, and suddenly his hand was on the handrail of the stairs. And Xiao Si also said behind him: "The hotel where the staff lives is half an hour's drive from our place, and they are on their way back now. When someone comes with a new bedding, it will probably be two or three o'clock in the morning. "
The new shooting will start at 7:00 tomorrow morning, and with Jiang Zhao's character, it is impossible for everyone to toss so late for a set of quilts.
Jiang Zhao also thought of this, and subconsciously tightened his lips.
Of course, it is impossible for him to torment the staff, and it is impossible for him to blame Xiao Siye behind him. After all, it was he who brought up the issue of the floor bunk, and it was his own fault that he forgot to ask for a bedding.
It's just... In this case, he will definitely sleep in the same bed with Xiao Si again tonight.
Jiang Zhao took two deep breaths in just a few seconds to calm himself down as much as possible.
Isn't it just a bed
It doesn't matter, he and Xiao Si are also very familiar with each other now, so it won't be as embarrassing as when they first confronted each other.
Although he is gay, so is Xiao Si... Xiao Si seems to be too, but it doesn't matter, there is no long-term improper physical relationship between them.
As for that night a few months ago, when he was still drunk, he had long forgotten those details.
As for social death, who hasn't died several times in this life? What's more, he doesn't have any special interest in Xiao Si, and Xiao Si also only regards him as a benefactor who can benefit from each other.
The two of them only saw innocence, and even if they really hugged each other, they definitely didn't have any other thoughts about each other.
That's right, that's it.
After taking a deep breath, Jiang Zhao has successfully finished his ideological work for himself.
He turned around Shi Shiran, looked at Xiao Siye who was standing on a few flights of stairs, with a frank expression:
"Then let's sleep together tonight."
—
Different from the size of the king bed in the master bedroom in the house where Jiang Zhao and Xiao Si also stayed temporarily, the room arranged by the program crew was the most common double bed, which could just accommodate two men of standard build to sleep side by side.
Xiao Si also went to the bathroom to wash up first, and Jiang Zhao changed into the pajamas he brought from home.
The short-sleeved shirt and shorts made of silk will feel cool and smooth when attached to the skin, which he likes very much.
The fly in the ointment was that the neckline of this set of pajamas was opened a little too wide, completely exposing his neck and collarbone, and even a palm-sized white chest. But Jiang Zhao only wears this kind of pajamas in summer, so he just ignores this little flaw.
Not long after, Xiao Si also came out of the bathroom.
Perhaps to avoid embarrassment, he also changed into pajamas, pure black cotton pajamas, which made his temperament a bit more sharp than usual. Jiang Zhao took a closer look at the light, only to find that Xiao Si also The pajamas are not without any decorations, the pure black surface is branded with layers of delicate dark patterns.
Xiao Si also picked the same clothes as himself—Mensao.
On the surface, he is gentle and elegant, but in fact he speaks obscenities every day, which is very annoying.
Jiang Zhao sighed in his heart for two seconds, then got up from the bed: "Then I'll go wash."
Xiao Si also stood by the bathroom door, stopped wiping his hair, and stared at him: "Yeah."
His hair has not been dried yet, under the towel, wet forehead hair hangs above his handsome eyebrows, his thin lips are a layer of cherry-like red because of the water vapor, for some reason, those amber eyes seem to be more beautiful than usual It's all dark, exuding a strong sense of charm.
And Jiang Zhao picked up the bath towel, walked into the bathroom without looking sideways, and slammed the door behind him without any hesitation.
Xiao Si also: "..."
It's rare for Actor Xiao to start to wonder whether his fans' "sex appeal" that he usually exaggerates is not exaggerating.
When Jiang Zhao came out of the bathroom, Xiao Si was already sitting on the side of the bed with his back against the bed screen, answering messages with his mobile phone in his hand.
Jiang Zhao walked to the desk, picked up the hair dryer, and started drying his hair.
Jiang Zhao is actually very impatient with the process of blow-drying his hair, but if he doesn't take care of it tonight, he might sleep in a mess tomorrow morning. No matter how handsome his face is, he can't go out with his head covered in messy grass.
He was scratching his hair carelessly, when Xiao Siye's voice came from beside the bed: "If you blow your hair like this, it will easily damage the roots of your hair."
Jiang Zhao's hand stopped: "Really?"
He turned his head and saw Xiao Si's serious expression: "Well, if it's serious, maybe he will lose his hair and go bald in the future."
Jiang Zhao: "..."
Judging from Lao Jiang's current hair volume, he has not found the bald gene from their family for the time being. But Jiang Zhao has been acting for so many years, no matter whether he dyes his hair or wears a wig a lot, it actually affects the hair quality to a certain extent.
He couldn't help imagining how he looked bald - his face changed drastically in an instant.
As if knowing what he was thinking, Xiao Si also cleared his throat: "Do you want me to teach you the correct way to blow your hair?"
Jiang Zhao nodded without thinking.
Xiao Si also got out of bed and came to him, and took the hair dryer in his hand.
Jiang Zhao obediently put both hands on his thighs, doing it straight, ready to learn Xiao Siye's hair blowing technique. This is when he is concentrating on something, like a child who listens carefully.
The slender and well-articulated fingers gently ran through Jiang Zhao's hair, and stroked out a strand gently and meticulously, and then the warm air from the hair dryer also came in bursts, letting that strand of wet hair fall between Xiao Siye's fingers Allow to dry gradually.
Xiao Siye's movements were very delicate, but he didn't show any impatience. His fingers occasionally massaged the acupuncture points on Jiang Zhao's head when he lifted a strand of hair, which brought a numb, itchy feeling, which was very comfortable.
Gradually, Jiang Zhao relaxed all over his body, the warm air enveloped his skin, and he even felt a little drowsy. He doesn't like to blow his hair, but he doesn't hate other people blowing his hair, after all, he just hates the trouble, just like some people say they don't like fish, but if someone helps pick out the fish bones, they become like it have eaten.
After the last strand of hair dried, Jiang Zhao yawned in the warm atmosphere, and sighed casually: "Mr. Xiao, I found that you are really good at taking care of people."
Xiao Si also unplugged the hair dryer from the outlet: "Maybe it's because I have a younger brother, and I used to get used to it."
Jiang Zhao was a little curious: "How old is your brother?"
"Seventeen years old, studying abroad in high school," he smiled, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Zhao blinked.
He just remembered that Xiao Si had rarely talked to him about himself.
Jiang Zhao once brought Xiao Si back to his home, met his parents and family relatives, and made Xiao Si also know Zuo Xiaoqiu, Qin Youyou, Jiang Zhao's closest friends, and even showed them in front of Xiao Si. Live your darkest past.
He thought that their relationship was not to mention close, at least they had a certain amount of trust in each other, but at this moment, Jiang Zhao suddenly found that he didn't seem to know Xiao Siye well.
Xiao Siye's relationship with Sister Zhao, Xiao Siye's family, and Xiao Siye's work experience.
Jiang Zhao is not someone who likes to explore other people's privacy, but when he notices this, he can't help but feel that the relationship between him and Xiao Siye is not equal. It was as if he had stripped away all his information and treated it frankly, but Xiao Si still wrapped it tightly, not letting him see anything.
This analogy may seem inappropriate, but it is true.
"Forget it," Jiang Zhao looked away, and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing."
He didn't mean to force Xiao Siye to tell him the story of the past, and the fact that he would be interested in Xiao Siye's past always made people feel weird.
But this kind of thing is like a grain of sand accidentally slipping into a shoe. It's okay if you don't find it. Once you find it, you can't ignore it at all.
Jiang Zhao tried his best to make his performance calm enough, and waited until he returned to the bed, and the moment Xiao Si also turned off the light, the calmness between his brows and eyes disappeared in vain.
He pursed his lips, biting his lips with the tip of his teeth, and watched Xiao Si in the darkness walk all the way to the other side of the bed, and sat down with the quilt lifted.
There was a clear sense of falling from the mattress beside him, and Xiao Si's body temperature was very high, so Jiang Zhao could clearly feel that there was a person lying beside him.
One, his senior brother, his senior, and his foster object.
Other than that, he is still someone who doesn't know anything.
It's just that Jiang Zhao didn't realize at all that this kind of curiosity would appear on him, which is not normal at all.
Jiang Zhao was born to be a son of a wealthy family, and he is also lovable. He was used to being noticed by others since he was a child, instead of taking the initiative to pay attention to others. It was also because he was naturally dazzling, so that he felt that Lao Tzu was the brightest star in the world since he was a child, and other people were not worthy of the young master's condescension to look at them.
This is also the reason why Jiang Zhao has never developed a love relationship with anyone for more than 20 years. He himself is the most dazzling existence under the spotlight, so how can he focus on the common people in the audience
Therefore, if this kind of thing happened to anyone other than Xiao Siye, Jiang Zhao would probably not care about it, and felt that he didn't bother to care whether the other party told him or not.
Only Xiao Si is an exception.
Twenty-seven years, the only exception.
At the moment, Jiang Zhao was in the middle of the game, so he couldn't think of these overly detailed things at all.
He was lying on the bed, listening to the sound of people lying down beside him. The size of this bed was limited, as long as he raised his hand, he would touch Xiao Siye's body.
Jiang Zhao had no choice but to hold his breath and concentrate, pretending that the big heat source beside him did not exist.
does not exist.
does not exist does not exist does not exist...
Grass, how could it not exist!
Jiang Zhao opened his eyes suddenly, and was about to turn his back on Xiao Siye, but he heard the person beside him suddenly say:
"Actually, my younger brother likes the beach very much. When he was a child, he always pestered me and asked me to take him to see the sea."
Jiang Zhao's movements stopped.
A few seconds later, his eyelashes trembled, and his cheek slightly turned to Xiao Siye in the darkness.
Xiao Si also seemed to feel his sight, and smiled lightly: "He is a very funny kid, do you want to hear about him?"
At this moment, Jiang Zhao's mood, which had been in a panic all this time tonight, suddenly became clear and bright.
His eyelashes trembled, like a cat whose chin was touched, he turned sideways to Xiao Siye. Then his legs were bent, and he hugged the quilt with his hands, curled up into a well-behaved look waiting to listen to the story under the quilt, with an irrepressible curiosity shining in his eyes:
"think."
In the darkness, Xiao Si also looked down at him.
Although the bedroom was pitch black, there were still fragments of moonlight coming in from the window, adorning Jiang Zhao's brows and eyes, making him the only color that could be glimpsed in the dense night.
Xiao Si also looked away.
—Otherwise, he was afraid that he would really be unable to suppress his emotions, so he would bow his head and kiss him.
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