Xu Xizhou's eyes fell uncontrollably on his pale lips, and he remembered the kiss on the track again.

Just the memory, the cheeks began to heat up.

This is Xu Xizhou's first kiss. It happened suddenly, and the army was in chaos, like an absurd dream on a midsummer night.

In the garden, Xu Xizhou helped Zhuang Jingchun out of the car. After finally getting him into the bedroom, Xu Xizhou was sweating all over.

Zhuang Jingchun is not noisy when drunk, very quiet. Xu Xizhou took off his shoes, and saw him leaning against the head of the bed, like a lazy breed cat, with his eyes half-opened, his green eyes staring at him glistening.

"Be careful yourself, I'm back next door."

Xu Xizhou turned on the air conditioner and covered him with a thin blanket. He didn't dare to stay in this room any longer, and hurried back to his bedroom.

That night, Xu Xizhou hardly slept all night.

He has always been a big-hearted person, but after what happened last night, he couldn't help but think too much. At that moment, did Zhuang Jingchun kiss him just because he was drunk? Would he have kissed others like this if he hadn't been by his side at the time?

Thinking of that possibility, Xu Xizhou felt sour in his heart.

For the first time, apart from the racing car, there was something else that made him so entangled and worried.

After five o'clock in the morning, Xu Xizhou simply gave up sleeping, got up from the bed, and went to the first floor to make a cup of coffee.

After drinking coffee, his brain became extremely excited, and he simply went to the simulator in the entertainment room to run dozens of laps. By the time he set the fastest lap for the eighth time, the sky outside the window was already bright.

At this time, there was a sound from the bedroom on the first floor, probably Zhuang Jingchun woke up.

Xu Xizhou's heart trembled. He somehow didn't want to face the sober Zhuang Jingchun, so he turned off the simulator and walked out of the entertainment room on tiptoe.

Just as he was about to sneak back into his bedroom, a low, hoarse voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Why do you get up so early?"

Chapter 36

Xu Xizhou paused.

He turned his face and gave an embarrassed yet polite smile.

"Isn't this going to the crew today, I'm so excited that I can't sleep."

Zhuang Jingchun looked at his expression carefully, as if to distinguish the truth from the false in his words.

"I" Zhuang Jingchun wanted to speak.

"You drank too much last night, and Lai refused to get up on the track. It took me a lot of effort to get you home." Xu Xizhou interrupted him quickly for some reason.

"It seems that your alcohol intake is not very good. You should drink less in the future."

After saying this, he walked around Zhuang Jingchun with a calm expression and went back to his bedroom.

Leaning against the door, he found that the base of his ear was a little hot.

Regardless of whether Zhuang Jingchun remembers what happened last night, he doesn't really want to face him now.

After all, they are a contractual relationship. He is very satisfied with the state of the two of them getting along now, but once the window paper is exposed, he can't predict what will happen.

He doesn't want the existing balance to be upset.

Zhuang Jingchun stood on the corridor, staring at the closed bedroom door, thoughtful.

He wasn't the type of person who would cut off when he was drunk. On the contrary, he remained awake for most of last night.

He has always disliked drinking because alcohol makes people weak and sensual. No matter how strong the reason is, it will gradually lose control under the paralysis of alcohol.

That creamy kiss is the best proof.

Zhuang Jingchun lowered her long eyelashes and stroked her lips with her fingers.

He could vaguely recall the touch of the boy's lips, soft, plump, like pudding coated with honey, making one want to swallow it.

He originally wanted to explain to Xu Xizhou that he remembered what happened last night and would be responsible for the kiss. However, Xu Xizhou didn't seem to want to talk about what happened last night, but instead made him a little at a loss.

No matter what, he respects his ideas. Since Xu Xizhou doesn't want to talk about it, he won't take the initiative to mention it.

The two sat together casually and finished breakfast. After that, Xu Xizhou went to the studio.

While doing makeup and hair in the lounge, Xu Xizhou received a call from Shu Yue. The other party said that his exclusive room had been arranged at home and asked him when he would come to B city to play.

Xu Xizhou said that he was filming.

Shu Yue looked a little surprised.

"Did you go to the crew alone? Is it safe there? No one bullies you, right?" Shu Yue was as worried as the parents who sent their children to school on the first day.

"Well, I know the producer, so it's still a bit related, no one should dare to bully me."

The assistant's voice came from outside the door. It was the director who asked him to audition. Xu Xizhou hurriedly said a few words and hung up the phone.

On the other side, Shu Yue looked at the dimmed screen, a little worried between her brows.

After thinking about it, she made a phone call and went out.

"Xiao Duo, I heard that you are filming near Wancheng these days, do you know..."

I don't know what to say, Shu Yue's slightly frowning brows gradually stretched, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Okay, then I'm relieved."

The one who played with Xu Xizhou was a well-known acting school from the younger generation in the circle, called Jiang Zhu. Xu Xizhou had no acting experience, and it was all based on instinct. Jiang Zhu was not impatient, but patiently guided him little by little.

After a few scenes, the cooperation between the two became more and more tacit.

Looking at the scene of the two playing against each other, under the umbrella not far away, a young man sitting on a reclining chair frowned.

"This is the supporting role that took my place? The acting isn't that good."

The assistant next to him who was fanning him with a fan also cast a glance and whispered, "It's really not that good, but I heard from the director that he seems to be a racing driver. I guess that's why the director chose him."

"Heh, racing driver. These days, there are a few dudes in the family who have stinky money and don't do a decent job. They call themselves racing drivers.