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Chapter 67
Chapter 67 Blue Lava
Xia Xiqing was powerless after the fading tide of love, and sat on the toilet without doing anything, letting Zhou Ziheng take the shower head and wash him clean from head to toe. After helping him wash Zhou Ziheng, he washed himself hastily, the bubbles of the shower gel splashed on Xia Xiqing's arm from time to time, and he pressed it with his index finger, and then he raised his head and continued to appreciate it.
Intimacy to this level is like a real couple living in a small corner of the city and living the life of ordinary people.
Just very similar. Xia Xiqing brushed a handful of wet hair and tucked them all behind his head.
"What are you thinking?" Zhou Ziheng didn't wipe his body, but stepped on the wet tiled floor with his bare feet and walked over to touch Xia Xiqing's face.
Xia Xiqing opened his mouth and bit Zhou Ziheng's thumb, raised his eyes to meet him.
"I just think we're so ridiculous."
"It's absurd." Zhou Ziheng rubbed the tips of his teeth with his own fingers, "I used to be pure."
Xia Xiqing sneered disdainfully, "People who fool around with me are not qualified to say the word "purity." His slightly raised face was filled with the afterimages of lust, "Who would have thought that the first use of this studio was actually this? Not for porn."
Zhou Ziheng pulled his thumb out a little and rubbed Xia Xiqing's soft lower lip lightly. He laughed, looking too handsome in Xia Xiqing's eyes.
"If I'm with you, I don't mind making one." His deep eyebrows always bring a little childishness at some inadvertent moment, "The integrity of an actor's career lies in the expansion of scale."
Xia Xiqing patted his hand away, rolled his eyes, "Don't come." He leaned his neck up against the water tank, "It's so boring here."
Hearing this, Zhou Ziheng stood up immediately, "I'll go out." He walked to the sofa in the living room on his soaked shoes, took out his own changed underwear and put it on, as well as the white cotton shorts he always used as pajamas. He was about to put on his sleeves and dark blue sports shorts. He hesitated for a while, put them on the sofa, and ran to the bedroom to open the wardrobe. 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 he finally went to the living room after all kinds of entanglements, quickly changed into his pajamas and put on a mask, and went downstairs in soaked sneakers.
Xia Xiqing heard him running and running in the bathroom. He didn't know what he was doing. After more than ten minutes, the door of the bathroom was opened, and Zhou Ziheng walked in with a pair of dark blue rubber slippers. Also had clothes, slippers and new towels.
"Did you go downstairs?"
"Well, I went to buy something." He put the clothes on the washing machine, turned on the faucet, washed the new towel several times, and wringed it out again. He took Xia Xiqing's hand and carefully wiped the water off his body. Seeing Zhou Ziheng's appearance, Xia Xiqing's heart warmed.
He wanted to say, you don't have to. He has said this way too many times, every time without any obstacle, and it is very effective, but for some reason, seeing Zhou Ziheng's face, he can't say these words. But he still felt in his heart that for someone like him, Zhou Ziheng didn't need to do this.
"Okay, put your hands up." Zhou Ziheng put on the white T-shirt he always used as pajamas as if he was taking care of a child. It was also the one he changed after shopping and going upstairs. I bought a pair of black short sleeves that I just bought for thirty yuan downstairs.
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.
Actually, he really wanted to kiss his ankle, but now Xia Xiqing might be angry, so Zhou Ziheng temporarily gave up the idea.
"Have you slowed down?" Zhou Ziheng took him by the hand and pulled him up, and supported Xia Xiqing's waist with his hand, but Xia Xiqing took it away, "I'm very physically strong." The double-fitting slippers walked out of the bathroom. The chemical reaction between sweat and air finally ended at this moment. Xia Xiqing took a towel and wiped his hair, feeling refreshed. It was completely dark, and the lights in the living room were not very bright, and the dark yellow was played down, filling this small space.
When he turned around, he saw Zhou Ziheng, who was wearing a black T-shirt, stretched out his hand and pinched the back collar of his clothes. He turned his head and seemed to want to see something. Xia Xiqing walked over, "What's wrong?"
"The neck is so itchy when the collar is worn."
"Sit down on the sofa." Xia Xiqing looked around and found an old pair of scissors on the second floor of the TV cabinet, so he went over to pick it up, the rubber on the handle was so old that it was peeled off. When he turned around, Zhou Ziheng was sitting on the sofa waiting, his unstyled hair was fluffy after drying.
"Where did you buy the inferior clothes, it shouldn't be the night market downstairs." Xia Xiqing came 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 don't pay attention. Seeing this smile, Xia Xiqing couldn't refuse it. He sat on his lap with his legs apart, and cut his collar label with both hands around his neck.
"Don't move, don't blame me for cutting the meat."
"Um."
Zhou Ziheng was very satisfied, his arms were loosely wrapped around Xia Xiqing's waist, and his head obediently buried in his shoulders. This time, there was no perfume on his body, only the mint scent left in the shower gel, mixed with a little bit of undissipated emotion. Trendy atmosphere.
When the desire comes, it is like a tsunami, which makes people dizzy, but in fact for Zhou Ziheng, with Xia Xiqing, the ups and downs of the tide and the aftermath are also very beautiful.
Carefully cut the last bit, Xia Xiqing tore off the inferior collar label with his hands. Although he was very careful, he still left some small holes in his short sleeves. It doesn't matter. cheap clothes.
"All right."
Zhou Ziheng was still reluctant to raise his head, "Hold me for a while."
"Are you a puppy?"
"No." Zhou Ziheng hugged him tightly, raised his head, his eyes from bottom to top were full of nostalgia, "Kiss him."
Xia Xiqing didn't move, Zhou Ziheng asked again, he finally softened his heart and put a kiss on Zhou Ziheng's lips, "Is it alright?"
"No." Zhou Ziheng kissed, the kiss deepened, Xia Xiqing held the scissors in his hand, and threatened in the interval of the entangled kiss, "Believe it or not, I'll stab me in with this."
"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 promised him a beautiful oath and showed him the intensity of his emotions. These are all the same to him. To be honest, there are no emotional fluctuations, because he is very clear. , if they really knew what a bad person they were, no one would love him.
But Zhou Ziheng's heart was completely different. His feelings were blue magma, which looked like a quiet ocean. When the tide was submerged, he realized that he had already been engulfed by the hot magma and melted into it.
Throwing away the scissors in his hand, Xia Xiqing hugged the back of Zhou Ziheng's head and kissed him deeply.
When did you learn to take a step-by-step look at such a passive and slack tactic?
The delicate balance between them is a bubble, as long as Zhou Ziheng doesn't burst it.
Xia Xiqing occasionally thinks darkly, maybe he is too narcissistic, maybe Zhou Ziheng is just playing around, using his superb natural acting skills to simulate love.
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. This kind of warm kiss rarely happens to Xia Xiqing. He always invades others with a thirsty gesture, but he never thought that one day he would become the one who asks for anything.
When it was hard to part, Zhou Ziheng's stomach suddenly screamed, breaking the entanglement that was as sweet as honey.
"I'm really hungry this time." Xia Xiqing got off him with a smile and glanced at the pendulum hanging on the wall, "Let's 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 is warm on people. Zhou Ziheng and Xia Xiqing went downstairs side by side. The previously chaotic community was illuminated by thousands of lights. The streets that were not even wide were occupied by stalls of all sizes. People selling clothes, flowers, birds, fish and insects on the street. , Strangely, all kinds of small shops, densely crowded on a long street, separated from each other by ropes with strings of small light bulbs, and also shared each other's light.
"You haven't gone to the night market, have you?" Xia Xiqing stretched out his hand to lower Zhou Ziheng's hat, and Zhou Ziheng pushed his glasses frame, "No, there are no dirty stalls in Beijing now."
"That's right. To rectify the appearance of the city." Xia Xiqing dragged him to the sidewalk. This is not the main operation area of ββthe night market, so people will not stick to people. He pulled his mask and reminded Zhou Ziheng, "Be careful with your mobile phone, I used to have three mobile phones stolen at night markets."
Zhou Ziheng smiled and put his hand on Xia Xiqing's body naturally.
"You're not afraid of being photographed."
"Shoot." Zhou Ziheng hugged tighter, "Isn't it very grounded for celebrities to go to the night market." As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Xiqing felt that the hand on his shoulder was taken away. When he turned his head, he saw Zhou Ziheng move quickly She held onto a cart that almost fell over, and the grizzled-haired mother-in-law holding the push rod of the cart kept saying thank you, "Thanks to you, otherwise I would have done nothing tonight, gone."
Zhou Ziheng couldn't understand it very well, so he could only laugh and push her to a fixed booth, and communicated with his mother-in-law in Mandarin. He was too tall, so he could only hunched his back and leaned in front of his mother-in-law.
"Be careful, this foot is not stable." Zhou Ziheng squatted down, took out a tissue from his trouser pocket, folded it a few times, and placed it on the wooden foot that was a little lower, "Okay." He grabbed The wooden feet of the cart swayed, "This time it won't sway." As soon as he looked up, he happened to meet Xia Xiqing who was not far away, and smiled at him.
Xia Xiqing felt that he was hallucinating because of the heat.
It felt like a pair of glowing wings grew out of Zhou Ziheng's back.
Such a good person, why do you want to mess with yourself?
He also walked over, glanced at the large stainless steel thermal insulation bucket on the cart and the chopped fruit on it, and said to his mother-in-law in Wuhan dialect, "Mother-in-law, 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 to walk forward. Zhou Ziheng followed, "I want to eat it too."
"You go buy it."
"I want to eat what you have."
Xia Xiqing turned around abruptly, Zhou Ziheng almost bumped into the face without stopping, and quickly took a step back. The water chestnut string in Xia Xiqing's hand was strung with five cleanly shaved water chestnuts, each of which was white, tender and round. Dudu, he stuffed the cold mung bean smoothie into Zhou Ziheng's hand, "Don't drink it yet." Then he took off a small water chestnut and handed it to him, "Eat it, you shouldn't treat this as a fruit. eat."
Unexpectedly, Zhou Ziheng directly lowered his head, took Xia Xiqing's hand and bit the water chestnut, raised his head and put it into his mouth, chewed it twice, it was crisp and tender and fragrant, and the juice was sweet.
"Delicious!" The eyes under the black-rimmed glasses lit up a little, "I want more."
Xia Xiqing also laughed, snatching the mung bean paste from his hand and turning around mercilessly, "Go buy it yourself."
"No, give me another one. This is delicious."
"This is the horseshoe."
"Really? We have used horseshoes to make dumplings to make meatballs. We don't eat them raw, and ours is not tender at all." Zhou Ziheng took Xia Xiqing's shoulders, "It's better for you here, every fruit is cut by grandma. Well, take it out and sell it, it's cheaper."
It is a pleasant thing to be praised for your hometown at any time.
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 plates of barbecue, all of which were skewered with iron skewers. The oil is sizzling, and then sprinkled with a large amount of cumin chili and chopped green onion, it is fragrant. He went to the stall next to him to buy a small bowl of lo-mei and two baskets of tomato-flavored soup dumplings, filling the small and low table.
"Try it."
Zhou Ziheng picked up a bunch of roasted crispy bones and put it in his mouth. He never eats chili peppers.
"It's so spicy!" He opened his mouth and inhaled like a big golden retriever, smiling until Xia Xiqing almost choked, "I ordered slightly spicy."
"Don't eat so spicy, just now..."
Xia Xiqing hit his knee hard with his knee, "Shut up for me, and I'll leave you here and go by yourself."
Zhou Ziheng grinned, grabbed Xia Xiqing's hand and rubbed it as if to please, Xia Xiqing pulled out his hand again and put a knot of seaweed on Zhou Ziheng, "This is delicious, I love this one the most."
Hearing Xia Xiqing say this, Zhou Ziheng stuffed the kelp knot into his mouth without even thinking. The kelp that had been simmered in the old stewed soup for several hours was already soft and glutinous, salty and delicious, "Well... this is good. Eat." But in 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 things here are spicy."
In the end, Zhou Ziheng ate two cages of soup buns by himself, and became addicted to it. He ran to order another two cages, and after a while, an uncle came over with two cages of soup buns and put them down, "Handsome guy, your soup buns. "At this time, Xia Xi finished eating early in the morning and put on his mask again. The uncle glanced at his tied hair, then looked at his eyebrows, and teased Zhou Ziheng, "You are very lucky, handsome guy. A friend of mine is very pretty."
The boss's Mandarin was mixed with strong dialects. Zhou Ziheng listened to it, thinking that he was complimenting Xia Xiqing's good looks, so he laughed and was about to return to him, but Xia Xiqing suddenly took off his mask and raised his head to face the boss seriously. ,"I am male."
"Ah?" The boss took a closer look, it was really a man, and he immediately smiled apologetically, "Ah, I made a mistake, I'm sorry. My wife told me just now that one is quite tall. The pretty beauty bought two baskets of tomato soup dumplings, I thought it was you."
Xia Xiqing said nothing with a smile, but the boss left after chatting and laughing.
"Did he say 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.
friends to play.
"What is a play friend?"
Xia Xiqing, who had just bitten through a small hole in the soup bag, was scalded by the hot soup, and the soup that the thin skin could no longer wrap splattered open in the small plate, like a secret thought that could not be hidden.
The table was close to each other, and the half-drunk middle-aged man at the table next to him 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. Come on. Wuhan to play?"
Zhou Ziheng pushed the frame of the mirror subconsciously, but the other party didn't seem to recognize him, "Yes."
The other party laughed a few times and taught him science in non-standard Mandarin, "Playing with friends is falling in love, you know?"
Talk about love?
So, did the boss take Xia Xiqing as his girlfriend?
The tip of his tongue was hot and painful. Hearing the conversation between Zhou Ziheng and the eldest brother, Xia Xiqing couldn't even raise his head. He only turned his face away and sucked the bottomed mung bean paste. It's like cooling a hot palm.
After supper, the two walked side by side from a branch road, gradually moving away from the noisy night market. The Hua'anli community was surrounded by railways, and the roar of the train whizzing past could be heard, and the heart shook together.
Zhou Ziheng was still thinking about what the elder brother said just now, and he always felt that Xia Xiqing was too suitable for this city's temperament. Even dating was said to be playing with friends. .
"You feelβ¦β¦"
Zhou Ziheng, who was walking behind, spoke in a low voice, Xia Xiqing did not 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.
"Are we going to play now..."
The sound of the train overwhelmed the sky, engulfing the sound of Xia Ye like a monster, including the last two words of Zhou Ziheng.
The roar faded away, and everything returned to tranquility. Xia Xiqing turned around and half clenched his fists.
"what did you just say?"
What a smart person Xia Xiqing is. 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.
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Chu Chu: The whole world thinks you are playing with friends.