After work was over, Shang Sirui's assistant found a hot pot restaurant that was still open in the early morning near the recording location, and booked a private room. The five people went straight to the hotel box when they came out, and Shang Sirui pointed out a lot of signs familiarly, "I came here with the group members and passed by several shows, this hot pot is authentic, authentic Sichuan flavor."
"Are you from Sichuan?" Ruan Xiao asked.
Shang Sirui smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, "People from Beijing." He looked up at everyone, "Do you drink?"
Cen Cen shook his head, "I'm going on tour recently, so I have to protect my throat."
"I don't drink." Zhou Ziheng took off his coat and poured himself a glass of water, "You don't need to order it for me."
From the moment he took off his coat, Xia Xiqing's eyes never left him. Wearing only a white T-shirt, he looked refreshing, like a college student.
The blue veins on the back of the hand when holding the cup, the slender fingers with distinct joints, the thick eyelashes when drooping, the angular jawline, the high and raised browbones, every piece that was disassembled is perfect.
His line of sight extended along Zhou Ziheng's side neck, almost intertwined with the muscle texture, from the loose cotton collar all the way down to the invisible place.
This man looks too damn good for him.
"Xi Qing, do you drink alcohol?"
Xia Xiqing's reverie was interrupted by Shang Sirui's question, "Me?" The moment Xia Xiqing came back to his senses, Xia Xiqing found that Zhou Ziheng, who was sitting opposite, was still holding the glass, but his eyes were on him, but only For a moment, because he quickly looked away again, his brows were also slightly frowned.
Really interesting. Xia Xiqing put his right elbow on the table, dragged his chin with his palm, and turned his face to Shang Sirui, "Yes, I want red wine."
"Hot pot with red wine?" Shang Sirui laughed, "You really know how to match it."
"I'm actually not too hungry." Xia Xiqing still turned his face sideways, smiling at Shang Sirui, "I just want to drink some wine to relieve my previous nervousness."
Eating at the same table can almost be regarded as the fastest way to bring intimacy between strangers, not to mention that the five of them have been locked up together for several hours in a reality show, and the distance is even closer. Without the tension and mutual suspicion during the game, it is much easier for everyone to chat.
? Cen Cen couldn¡¯t eat spicy food to maintain her voice on tour. She was a little surprised when she saw that Zhou Ziheng didn¡¯t touch the spicy pot, ¡°Don¡¯t you eat spicy food?¡±
Zhou Ziheng shook his head, "Not really edible."
"Ziheng's diet is super healthy. When I was recording a show with him, I found that he usually doesn't smoke or drink. He eats super light meals and soaks goji berries in a thermos."
What kind of old cadre style is this, Xia Xiqing couldn't help laughing.
No, it's a three-good student style.
Ruan Xiao was rinsing his hairy belly, and asked Shang Sirui through the steaming mist, "Is your usual personality so different? I have a friend who likes your group quite a lot, but she is born to be another member, and she is also a member. I have been chasing the scene many times, and I heard her say that you are quite confused on and off the stage."
Shang Sirui bit the head of the chopsticks, and gave a long hum, "Actually, I'm not that confused. How can I put it? The members of our group are quite young, and many fans regard us as their sons, especially me. Fans usually shout 'Mom loves you' when picking up the plane, so the company intentionally shows the cute and childish side in some daily tidbits. set up."
He took a beef ball from the hot pot and put it into his own bowl, and reminded Ruan Xiao by the way, "Ah, your tripe may be old."
"Ah, yes, yes, yes." Ruan Xiao picked up his tripe in a panic, while Cen Cen said immediately, "Then don't you feel tired? Put on another personality."
As soon as this sentence was said, Xia Xiqing felt that someone was looking at him, and when he looked up, he saw Zhou Ziheng staring at him like that.
Such an interesting thing, how can it be tiring. The corners of Xia Xiqing's mouth curled up slightly, his eyes turned away from Zhou Ziheng's body, and he picked up his glass and took a sip of the wine.
"It's okay, in fact, I'm really confused at ordinary times." Speaking of this, Shang Sirui began to sigh again, "It's rare for me to be a villain once, and I really almost won it. It's a pity. The plan was perfect, but when Xi Qing tossed about halfway, he panicked all of a sudden."
Xia Xiqing smiled lightly, "It can only be your fault that you are too easily influenced."
"What was your plan before?" Cen Cen asked.
"I pretended to be pretty good at the beginning, I didn't just pretend to be.That small head portrait, afraid that others would find him staring at him, didn't dare to click on the big picture to look at it, so he could only look at it with half-closed eyes.
After looking at it for a while, I looked up at Xia Xiqing who was sitting opposite.
He was slanted on the chair, his head turned to one side, his hair covered most of his face, and he couldn't tell whether his eyes were open or closed.
As if very drunk.
Seeing Zhou Ziheng looking this way, Shang Sirui looked sideways himself, "Ah, Xi Qing, are you drunk? Are you okay?" He pushed Xia Xiqing's hair aside, revealing that he was a bit panted. red face.
Xia Xiqing hummed suspiciously, as if he didn't hear what Shang Sirui said, but this hum was full of twists and turns, and the tone was hoarse after being drunk.
So drunk, I'll see how you go back later. Zhou Ziheng almost rolled his eyes.
"Where is Xi Qing's hotel?" Cen Cen asked, "I seem to see an assistant next to him today, but it's so late"
Ruan Xiao took out his mobile phone and prepared to call a car, "Why don't you let him live with me? My house is not far from here."
"No. It's easy to be misunderstood. Maybe there are reporters outside. You are a man and a woman. It's easy to be scribbled. He'd better take him to the hotel where I live. We can make do for one night." Just finished speaking, Shang Si Rui began to worry, "Oh, no, I'm going to fly early tomorrow morning, and then I'll leave him alone."
Everyone was discussing Xia Xiqing's ownership, but Zhou Ziheng remained silent.
He now somehow has a d¨¦j¨¤ vu feeling that he is afraid of being picked up by the teacher to answer questions in class.
"Zi Heng, otherwise you can take Xi Qing to your place. I remember that your hotel is quite close to here. Didn't you still drive?"
What are you afraid of? Murphy's Law doesn't lie to me.
Zhou Ziheng hummed resignedly and accepted the challenge that fate gave him.
Shang Sirui helped Xia Xiqing into Zhou Ziheng's car, and closed the co-pilot's door, "Then I'm leaving, I have to go to the scene tomorrow, and you should go to bed early."
Zhou Ziheng nodded.
"Don't forget to fasten his seat belt." Shang Sirui, who had walked a long way, turned back and shouted at him.
Xia Xiqing, who was so drunk and unconscious, slumped on the co-pilot, like a cat that had passed out. Zhou Ziheng tried his best to straighten him, and leaned over to pull out the seat belt for him. This posture was not strong, and he failed after trying for a long time.
troublesome.
The cunning, shameless, liar, and coquettish Xia Xiqing became a little puppet in Zhou Ziheng's heart, and he slapped a new label of "trouble" on his forehead.
After recording the show, I really don't want to see this person again.
Zhou Ziheng said so in his heart, but he didn't know who to listen to.
Suddenly, the drunk and unconscious man let out a whimper like a small animal, and then hugged him from the front.
His head was buried in Zhou Ziheng's neck.
Zhou Ziheng suddenly felt the side of his neck being gently rubbed against by a pair of soft lips, his whole body seemed to be electrified, crackling, exploding from his neck to his fingertips, numb. This unexplained electric current finally exploded into the chest cavity.
Paralyzed the heart.
It was the first time in 20 years that Zhou Ziheng, who felt this kind of mysterious taste, once again forgot, this person who hugged him in a daze after drunk and refused to let go.
He has always been a liar.
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