MTL - I Only Like Your Character Settings-Chapter 67 blue lava

The exhaustion after the emotional tide faded made Xia Xiqing powerless, he sat on the toilet without doing anything, and let Zhou Ziheng wash him clean from head to toe with the shower head. After helping him wash, Zhou Ziheng washed himself hastily. The bubbles of the shower gel splashed on Xia Xiqing's arms from time to time, and he pressed them away with his index finger, and then raised his head to continue admiring.

Intimacy to this degree is like a real couple living in a small corner of the city and living an ordinary life.

Just a lot like it. Xia Xiqing brushed his wet hair and pulled it back.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhou Ziheng didn't wipe himself, but walked over to touch Xia Xiqing's face with his bare feet on the wet tiled floor.

Xia Xiqing opened his mouth to bite Zhou Ziheng's thumb, and raised his eyes to meet him.

"I just think we're being ridiculous."

"It's ridiculous." Zhou Ziheng rubbed the tips of his teeth with his own fingers, "I was pure before."

Xia Xiqing sneered disdainfully, "People who fool around with me are not qualified to say the word "purity." His slightly upturned face was full of afterimages of desire, "Who would have thought that the first use of this studio would be this? Not for porn."

Zhou Ziheng pulled his thumb out slightly, rubbing Xia Xiqing's soft lower lip lightly, and he laughed, looking a little too handsome in Xia Xiqing's eyes.

"If it's with you, I don't mind making a movie." His deep eyebrows and eyes always have a little childishness at a certain moment, "The completeness of an actor's career lies in the expansion of scale."

Xia Xiqing patted his hand away, rolled his eyes, "Come here less." He leaned his neck on the water tank, "It's so stuffy here."

Hearing this, Zhou Ziheng got up immediately, "I'll go out for a while." He walked to the sofa in the living room with his soaked shoes, took out his change of underwear from his bag and put them on, as well as the white cotton shorts that he always used as pajamas. He was about to put on sleeves and dark blue sports shorts, but after hesitating for a while, he 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 sorry and felt that he should not touch other people's clothes casually.

So tangled in every possible way, he finally went to the living room, quickly changed into his pajamas, put on a mask, and went downstairs in his soaked sneakers.

Xia Xiqing heard him running back and forth in the bathroom, and didn't know what he was doing. After ten minutes, the half-hidden door of the bathroom opened, and Zhou Ziheng walked in with a pair of dark blue rubber slippers. Still holding clothes, slippers and new towels.

"You went downstairs?"

"Well, I went shopping for something." He put the clothes on the washing machine, turned on the faucet to wash the new towels several times, then wrung them vigorously, took Xia Xiqing's hand and wiped the water on his body carefully. Seeing Zhou Ziheng like this, Xia Xiqing's heart felt hot.

He wanted to say, you don't have to do this. He said such words too many times, each time without any obstacles, and very effective, but for some reason, seeing Zhou Ziheng's face, he couldn't say these words. But he still felt in his heart that Zhou Ziheng didn't need to do this for someone like himself.

"Okay, raise your hands." Zhou Ziheng put on the white T-shirt that he always used as pajamas as if he was taking care of a child. It was also the clothes he changed after he went upstairs after shopping. I bought a black short-sleeved shirt that I just bought downstairs for 30 yuan.

After dressing 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 fair ankles, and put them on one by one.

In fact, he really wanted to kiss his ankle, but now Xia Xiqing might be angry, so Zhou Ziheng temporarily gave up this idea.

"Have you slowed down yet?" Zhou Ziheng took his hand and pulled him up, he gave Xia Xiqing's waist weakly with his hands, but Xia Xiqing took him away, "I'm very strong." He was wearing that The slippers that fit her feet walked out of the bathroom. 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 color was cast down, filling this small space.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Zhou Ziheng in a black T-shirt stretching out his hands to pinch the back collar of his clothes, and turned his head as if wanting to see something. Xia Xiqing walked over, "What's wrong?"

"The collar tag makes my neck itchy."

"Sit on the sofa." Xia Xiqing searched around and found a pair of old scissors on the second floor of the TV cabinet, so he went to pick them up, and the rubber skin on the handle was so old that it was glued. Turning around, Zhou Ziheng was sitting on the sofa waiting, his unstyled hair was dry and fluffy.

"Where did you buy the low-quality clothes? It must be the night market downstairs." Xia Xiqing walked over, and Zhou Ziheng patted him on his thigh, smiling with a row of white teeth, "Yeah, why are you so smart?" .”

A big star, really doesn't care. Seeing this smile, Xia Xiqing couldn't refuse it, and sat on his lap with his legs apart, leaving his neck with both hands to cut his collar.

"Don't move, don't blame me if you cut the meat."

"Um."

Zhou Ziheng was very satisfied. He put his arms loosely around Xia Xiqing's waist, and buried his head obediently in the hollow of his shoulder. This time, there was no smell of perfume on his body, only the scent of mint left by the shower gel, mixed with a little love that hadn't dissipated. tide breath.

When desire comes, it is turbulent like a tsunami, making people dizzy, but in fact, for Zhou Ziheng, being with Xia Xiqing, the ups and downs and aftermath when the tide goes out is also very beautiful.

Carefully cutting off the last bit, Xia Xiqing tore off the poor-quality collar label with his hands. Although he was very careful, he still left some small holes on his short sleeves. cheap clothes.

"alright."

Zhou Ziheng was still unwilling to raise his head, "Hold me for a while."

"Are you a puppy?"

"No." Zhou Ziheng hugged him tightly, raised his head, his eyes were full of nostalgia from bottom to top, "Kiss."

Xia Xiqing didn't move, Zhou Ziheng asked again, he finally relented, and put a kiss on Zhou Ziheng's lips, "Is it alright?"

"No." Zhou Ziheng kissed, and the kiss deepened. Xia Xiqing held the scissors in his hand, and threatened in the gap between the entangled kisses, "Believe it or not, I will use this stab to come in."

"I don't believe it." Zhou Ziheng kissed his side neck, grabbed his hand holding the scissors, and pulled it to his chest, "You stab."

Xia Xiqing has won the hearts of too many people. Each of them has promised him beautiful oaths and shown him the intensity of their emotions. These are all similar to him. To be honest, there are no emotional fluctuations, because he knows it very well. , if they really knew what a bad person they were, no one would love him.

But Zhou Ziheng's heart is completely different. His feelings are blue magma, which looks like a calm ocean. When the tide submerges, he realizes that he has already been engulfed and melted by the hot magma.

Throwing away the scissors in his hand, Xia Xiqing hugged the back of Zhou Ziheng's head and kissed him deeply.

When did I learn the passive and slack tactics of taking one step at a time?

The delicate balance between them is a bubble, as long as Zhou Ziheng doesn't burst.

Xia Xiqing occasionally thought darkly, maybe he was too narcissistic, maybe Zhou Ziheng was just playing around, imitating love with his superb natural acting skills.

It's really not bad.

The wet tongues overlapped, and the summer wind came in through the gaps in the old window lattice, covering their eyebrows and eyes. This kind of tender kiss rarely happens to Xia Xiqing. He always invades others with an attitude of longing, but he never thought that one day he would become the one who asks for anything.

When it was hard to part with each other, Zhou Ziheng's stomach suddenly let out a growl, breaking the entanglement that was as sweet as honey.

"I'm really hungry this time." Xia Xiqing got off him with a smile, glanced at the pendulum hanging on the wall, "Go, I'll take you to eat."

The moisture still hasn't evaporated, but most of the heat has dissipated with the disappearance of the sun, and the night wind blows warm on people. Zhou Ziheng and Xia Xiqing went downstairs side by side. The previously chaotic community was illuminated by thousands of lights. The wide curb was occupied by stalls of all sizes, selling clothes, flowers, birds, fish and insects on the street. , all kinds of strange small shops are densely crowded on a long street, separated from each other by ropes with strings of small light bulbs, and share each other's light.

"You haven't been to the night market, have you?" Xia Xiqing stretched out his hand to lower the brim of Zhou Ziheng's hat, and Zhou Ziheng pushed his glasses frame, "No, there is not even a small dirty stall in Beijing now."

"That's right. Improve the appearance of the city." Xia Xiqing dragged him to the sidewalk. This is not the main action area of ​​the night market, so people won't be close to others. He pulled off his mask and reminded Zhou Ziheng, "Be careful with your mobile phone. Three of my mobile phones were stolen in the night market before."

Zhou Ziheng smiled, and put his hand on Xia Xiqing's body naturally.

"You are not afraid of being photographed."

"Let's shoot." Zhou Ziheng hugged him even tighter, "Isn't it very down-to-earth for celebrities to go to the night market?" As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Xiqing felt the hand on his shoulder go away. When he turned his head, he saw Zhou Ziheng's swift movements The grey-haired mother-in-law who was holding the push rod of the small cart, thanked him again and again, "It's lucky to have you, otherwise I would have been in vain all night. It's gone."

Zhou Ziheng didn't quite understand, so he could only smile and help her push to a fixed booth, and communicate with his mother-in-law in Mandarin with difficulty. He was too tall, so he could only keep his back arched and his head lowered in front of her mother-in-law.

"Be careful, this foot is not very stable." Zhou Ziheng squatted down, took out a tissue from his trouser pocket, folded it a few times, and placed it on the lower wooden foot, "Okay." He grabbed He shook the wooden legs of the cart, "It won't wobble now." When he looked up, he happened to meet Xia Xiqing who was not far away, and smiled at him.

Xia Xiqing felt like he was hallucinating.

It felt like a pair of glowing wings had grown from Zhou Ziheng's back.

Such a good person, why should he hang out with himself.

He also walked over, glanced at the large stainless steel insulated bucket on the cart and the cut fruits on top, and said to his mother-in-law in Wuhan dialect, "Grandma, I want a cup of mung bean smoothie and a bunch of water chestnuts. "

After taking the smoothie and water chestnut skewers, Xia Xiqing left the booth and continued walking forward, Zhou Ziheng followed behind, "I want to eat too."

"Go buy it."

"I want to eat what's in your hand."

Xia Xiqing turned around abruptly, Zhou Ziheng didn't stop and almost ran into him head-on, and quickly took a step back. The water chestnut in Xia Xiqing's hand was strung with five cleanly shaved water chestnuts, each of which was white, tender and round. Duh, he stuffed the cold mung bean smoothie into Zhou Ziheng's hand, "Don't drink it yet." He took off a small water chestnut with his hand and was about to hand it to him, "Eat it, you probably won't treat this as a fruit there eat."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Ziheng lowered his head directly, bit the water chestnut in Xia Xiqing's hand, raised his head and put it in his mouth, chewed it twice, it was crisp, tender and fragrant, and the juice was sweet.

"Delicious!" The eyes under those black-rimmed glasses lit up a little, "I want more."

Xia Xiqing also laughed, took the mung bean paste from his hand and turned around mercilessly, "Go and buy it yourself."

"Don't, give me another one. This one is delicious."

"That's the horseshoe."

"Really? Our horseshoes are used to make dumplings and make meatballs. They are not eaten raw, and our ones are not tender at all." Zhou Ziheng put his arm around Xia Xiqing's shoulders, "Your place is better, all fruits are peeled by grandma. Well, take it out and sell it, it’s cheaper.”

No matter when, it is a pleasant thing to be praised for your hometown.

The middle section of the night market is a row of food stalls, and every family’s business is booming. Xia Xiqing led Zhou Ziheng to find a remote place to sit down, and ordered four large plates of barbecue, all of which were skewered with iron skewers. It is sizzling and oily, and sprinkled with a lot of cumin peppers and green onions, it is terribly fragrant. He went to the stall next to him and bought a small bowl of lo mei and two cages of tomato-flavored soup dumplings, filling the small and low table to the brim.

"Taste."

Zhou Ziheng picked up a bunch of roasted crispy bones and put them in his mouth. He never ate chili, but now he was stunned by the hotness. He grabbed the mung bean smoothie Xia Xiqing had in his hand and took a deep breath.

"It's so spicy!" He opened his mouth and inhaled like a big golden retriever, laughing so hard that Xia Xiqing almost choked, "I ordered slightly spicy."

"Don't eat such spicy food, just now..."

Xia Xiqing hit his knee hard with his knee, "Shut up, and if you mention it again, I will leave you here alone."

Zhou Ziheng grinned, grabbed Xia Xiqing's hand and rubbed it, as if to flatter him, Xia Xiqing pulled out his hand again, and put a braised kelp knot on Zhou Ziheng, "This is delicious, I like this 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 in the stewed soup for several hours was already soft and sticky, salty and delicious, "Well... this is delicious. "But the next second, the spicy stamina hidden in the stewed soup surfaced again, and Zhou Ziheng stuck out his tongue, "This one is also spicy."

"Tsk tsk tsk." Xia Xiqing shook his head and ate a bunch of roasted green peppers, "Most of our food here is spicy."

In the end, Zhou Ziheng ate two baskets of soup dumplings by himself, and became addicted to eating them. He ran to order two more baskets by himself. After a while, an uncle came over with two baskets of soup dumplings for them to put down, "Handsome, your soup dumplings At this time, Xia Xi had finished eating early in the morning and put on the mask again. The uncle glanced at his tied-up hair, then at his eyebrows, and joked to Zhou Ziheng, "You are very lucky, handsome man. One of my friends is pretty pretty."

The boss spoke Mandarin with a strong dialect, Zhou Ziheng listened roughly, thought he was praising Xia Xiqing for his good looks, so he laughed, and was about to answer him, but Xia Xiqing suddenly pulled off his mask, looked up at the boss and said solemnly ,"I am male."

"Ah?" The boss took a closer look, and he was really a man. He immediately smiled apologetically, "Oh, I made a mistake, I'm sorry. Just now my wife told me that there is a man who is quite tall. The pretty beauty bought two baskets of tomato soup dumplings, I thought it was you."

Xia Xiqing said with a half-hearted smile that it was all right, and the boss left after a few words of laughter.

"Did 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 had said before.

play with friends.

"What's a playful friend?"

Xia Xiqing, who had just bitten a small hole in the soup dumpling, was scalded by the hot soup, and the soup, which could no longer be covered by the thin skin, flowed away in the small plate, like a secret that couldn't be hidden.

The tables were close together, and the half-drunk middle-aged man at the next table suddenly laughed, and one of them touched Zhou Ziheng's back with the back of his hand holding the beer can, "You are from the north, right? Playing in Wuhan?"

Zhou Ziheng subconsciously pushed the frame, but the other party didn't seem to recognize him, "Yes."

The other party laughed a few times, and gave him a science introduction in non-standard Mandarin, "Playing with friends is falling in love, you understand?"

Talk, fall in love?

So, does the boss regard Xia Xiqing as his girlfriend?

The tip of his tongue was so hot that Xia Xiqing couldn't lift his head when he heard the conversation between Zhou Ziheng and the big brother. He just turned his face and sucked the mung bean paste that had bottomed out. It seemed as if the hot palm was cooling down.

After supper, the two of them walked side by side through 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 whistling past could be heard in their ears, and their hearts vibrated together.

Zhou Ziheng was still thinking about what the elder brother said just now, and always felt that Xia Xiqing was so in line with the nature of this city, that even falling in love was described as playing with friends, unrestrained, with a youthful air of ruffianism. .

"You feel…"

Zhou Ziheng, who was walking behind, spoke in a low voice. Xia Xiqing didn't look back. He threw the plastic cup of mung bean paste in his hand into the trash can in the distance like a shot, scoring a perfect score.

"Should we count as playing now..."

The sound of the train overwhelmingly overwhelmed Xia Ye's sound like a monster, including Zhou Ziheng's last two words.

The roar gradually faded away, and everything returned to tranquility. Xia Xiqing turned around, half clenched his fists.

"what did you just say?"

Xia Xiqing is such a smart person. 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 thinks you are playing with friends.