Meng Huo didn't answer him directly.

He thought for a while, his gaze moved down slightly, and landed on Lu Xinghuai's lips.

His lips are beautifully shaped, and there is an obvious lip bead, which makes people curious about the touch of kissing him.

Meng Huo frowned, and looked up at him a little aggrievedly, will his wish bother Lu Xinghuai...

He pursed his lower lip, and asked politely and cautiously: "...Is it not possible?"

The ends of the young man's eyes are drooping slightly due to grievances, and the eyes are so clear that there is a kind of innocence that people can't bear to refuse, against the tear mole under the eyelids... there is something that makes people want to bully him and cry, let the tear mole be worthy of the nameimpulse.

Meng Huo didn't realize it, and stared at his mouth intently, swallowing his Adam's apple recklessly.

The eyes of the sober people gradually darkened.

The tip of his tongue touched his palate lightly, and he felt an inexplicable thirst.

Meng Huo was drunk, but he was sober.

Reason tells Lu Xinghuai that drunk people often do some irrational things, such as Meng Huo now...

And after the impulsiveness, they will regret it after they sober up.

Lu Xinghuai bit his cheek, and the slight pain made him wake up a bit.

He suppressed his urge to ignore it.

For more than half a year, there were many opportunities in front of him, allowing him to test Meng Huo's intentions.

But he has been patient all the time, slowly and slowly, entering Meng Huo's world little by little, not intruding, but moistening things silently, maybe even Meng Huo himself didn't realize it, becoming a part of his life.Indispensable part.

The reason why he was so patient and worried about gains and losses was because he was afraid that Meng Huo's self-protection mechanism would be awakened in advance by impulsiveness.

Before he was sure that Meng Huo liked him too, he scared people away.

If Meng Huo wakes up tomorrow and regrets his decision now...

Thinking of this, the teased and dim eyes regained a sliver of clarity.

Meng Huo waited for a long time, but he didn't wait until Lu Xinghuai nodded, or said yes.

He drooped his eyelashes, trying to hide the disappointment in his eyes.

But the drooping arcs at the end of the eyes and the slightly pursed corners of the mouth all betrayed him by coincidence.It seemed that even the air around him was telling how unhappy he was at the moment!

Meng Huo looked down at the two pieces of paper tightly held in his palm.

Although he was drunk, he could still remember how he felt when he secretly picked up the ball of paper that Lu Xinghuai had thrown away, unfolded it, and saw the number 4.

If Director Nie hadn't called a temporary stop, and if the game continued as usual, would the next players in the game be Lu Xinghuai and him?

In the last round, when he and Wei Qiming were drawn in the draw, he didn't hesitate to talk nonsense, and even drank a whole glass of whiskey to avoid the game.

It made him feel dizzy now, and when he wakes up tomorrow, he must have completely forgotten about it, with a hangover and a bad feeling.

If the person he drew at the beginning was Lu Xinghuai...

"...I probably won't drink anymore."

Meng Huo murmured to himself in frustration, his voice was very soft, but the interior of the carriage was extremely quiet, Lu Xinghuai could hear whatever he said.

The tense string in my mind was suddenly broken because of this sentence.

There was a slight rustling sound in the quiet carriage.

Lu Xinghuai took out the only remaining Pocky biscuit from the silver foil packaging bag.

Two-thirds of the cookies are covered with chocolate covered strawberries.

He nibbled on the end of the biscuit, his voice was hoarse, and he leaned closer to him.

"Leave the sweet ones to you."

The strawberry chocolate melted slightly on the tip of his tongue.

The distance of playing the Pocky cookie game cannot be more standard intimacy.

They are so close that he can count Lu Xinghuai's eyelashes, and they are entwined with each other.

Meng Huo clearly saw his own reflection in those beautiful eyes.

Lu Xinghuai's hand was propped on the back of the chair behind him, and he approached slowly without hurrying.

Such a speed made Meng Huo feel,

The initiative in this game seems to be in his hands.

If he doesn't like it, he can stop at any time.

...If the person drawn at the beginning was Lu Xinghuai, then he might not only know how to drink, but also work hard to win once!

It was only when it was his turn to play the game that Meng Huo had a clear understanding of the length in centimeters.

A distance of one centimeter is close enough.

He stood there in a daze, not daring to move, and he didn't know when to stop.

Before playing the game, they didn't even discuss the rules.

According to the rules of the previous two Pocky games, 5 mm, 3 mm, the distance seems to be decreasing.

When it decreases to the third time, there should still be...

Lu Xinghuai could feel the sweetness of candied osmanthus, and his Adam's apple rolled down, as if he was thirstier.

He tilted his head slightly, and took another bite.

The distance was too close, and the self-protection mechanism made Meng Huo close his eyes subconsciously.

Seems like something should be done to end this game.

In a blank mind, suddenly something flashed.

Now was the time he had been looking for to be alone with Lu Xinghuai during the day, and he could ask him a question.

With a muffled voice, Meng Huo's brain became hot, and he asked subconsciously: "...Mr. Lu, did you help me to terminate the contract?"

This topic, Endgame works well.

With a "click", the Pocky biscuit was bitten off by Lu Xinghuai.

With less than 5 millimeters left, Lu Xinghuai paused, and his palms on the back of the chair tightened slightly.

He slowly sat up straight, his eyes, which seemed to be still full of wine in the last second, were instantly sober.

Lu Xinghuai licked the chocolate on the corner of his lower lip, the taste of industrial saccharin, once the aftertaste would become bitter and slightly astringent.

There was no emotion in his voice: "Is this why you want to play with me?"

Meng Huo stared at him blankly.

For a while, didn't understand why Lu Xinghuai would ask him such a question.

He just felt that if he didn't interrupt, they might really kiss!

Just thought of this again.

"No..." Meng Huo replied softly.

But in the few seconds he hesitated, he could already change too many things.

Lu Xinghuai lowered his eyes, his eyes were sober.

Yu Yue and Nie Chuan were old and couldn't stay up late, so they went to bed first, and Wei Qiming was the only one left by the lake.

He was biting his cigarette, turned his head when he heard the movement, saw the person coming, and smiled again, the smile was full of tacit understanding as a buddy.

"Finally willing to get out of the car?" Wei Qiming teased.

He saw it just now, and even pinched the watch. The lights of the off-road vehicle had been on for so long.

Wei Qiming gave a heavy "tsk", and looked at Lu Xinghuai with the eyes of clothes, birds, and animals.

Wei Qiming felt deeply worthless for Xiao Meng, he shook his head, took advantage of others, and even pretended to be a human being and gave him sober soup.

...As expected of the apprentice he taught!

Wei Qiming patted him on the shoulder quite relievedly: "Very good, you will be able to become a teacher soon!"

He had seen it clearly after half a day. Although he might not even know about Meng Huo himself, he was still very close to Lu Xinghuai, and subconsciously liked to lean close to him, like a little tail.

He doesn't believe that Liu Xiahui still exists in the contemporary era. The person he likes is drunk and alone with him, and he can resist doing nothing.

Lu Xinghuai did a good job in the early stage, which caused the image of others to penetrate into Meng Huo's heart.Xiao Meng respects him so much, his temper is soft, and he is still drunk. If so, the two of them still don't do anything, and they feel sorry for themselves who have worked hard to assist all day!!!

No need for Lu Xinghuai to tell him personally, Wei Qiming has already completed what happened in the off-road vehicle.

In his imagination, at least he had to start at second base, with no ceiling!

"How do you feel now?" Wei Qiming exhaled a puff of cigarettes and put his hands on Lu Xinghuai's shoulders, unable to change his nature of being cheap, "Brother knows

, isn't it particularly cool?!"

Wei Qiming bit his cigarette, drank the wine, and smoked the cigarette, so it is easy for people to recall the past.

He couldn't help but recall the night when he and his wife pierced the window paper, what a passionate and youthful time!

Wei Qiming fell into his own memories, and it took him a long time to react.

Eh?Lu Xinghuai didn't seem to answer him from the beginning to the end.

Wei Qiming frowned, held the cigarette between his hands and took it a little farther away, without the lingering smoke, he took a closer look, only to realize: What the hell is this expression of being happy?!

Not even desire, dissatisfaction, it's as cold as ice!

"...Are you okay?" Wei Qiming put away his hippie smile, and shook his hand in front of him.

Lu Xinghuai rolled his eyelids sleepily, and gave him a cold look.

Wei Qiming laughed dryly, frowned and thought.

Didn't it work?

shouldn't...

Wei Qiming thought through all the contingencies he could think of, but he couldn't think of anything that might happen.

He looked at Lu Xinghuai, and asked cautiously: "...Could it be that you dragged him to do things immediately after kissing him?!"

Lu Xinghuai glanced at him indifferently, and didn't even bother to refute him.

He pinched the space between his brows, showing a rare tired look, and he spread out his palms: "Give me one."

Wei Qiming immediately sounded the alarm.

As far as he knew, when Lu Xinghuai first went abroad, he smoked a lot. It was the sequelae of being too involved in the drama and not getting out. As an actor, Wei Qiming had a deep understanding.

But later, for unknown reasons, Lu Xinghuai suddenly quit smoking.

Almost untouched in years.

Lu Xinghuai even reached out for cigarettes to relapse...

——The problem is huge!

In the scarlet flames, Lu Xinghuai's relaxed profile flickered.

He drooped his eyelashes slightly, and the ash fell on the back of his hand, which was slightly reddened by the heat, but he didn't rub it, feeling the slight but real pain.

The tip of the tongue tastes the pungentness of nicotine, and a slight numbness, which can be attributed to a touch of bitterness.

Seeing that he was really in a bad mood, Wei Qiming thought a lot, and in the end he just patted his shoulder heavily, then bit his cigarette, smoked quietly, and accompanied him.

Wei Qiming suddenly remembered something, raised his eyebrows, and asked an urgent question: "Then how are you going to sleep tonight?"

There are two beds in the RV towed by the off-road vehicle. Respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional virtue. As juniors, they naturally gave up the beds to Nie Chuan and Yu Yue.

In addition to the RV, the program team also prepared two tents, which Meng Huo set up in the evening, one for two people and one for single.

When discussing how to sleep at night, Wei Qiming rushed to say that he was a light sleeper and wanted to sleep alone in order to assist, leaving the double tent to Lu Xinghuai and Meng Huo.

Wei Qiming had been blowing the lake breeze for so long, and he woke up early from the wine. He belatedly recalled the way Lu Xinghuai looked at him when he stood up at night to play Pocky with Xiao Meng.

It's a good life, why can't he think about it?

Wei Qiming coughed twice, and instantly gave up the option of sleeping in a tent with Meng Huo.

"Why don't you go back after he falls asleep?" Wei Qiming thought for a while and suggested.

"...I won't go back, let's make do with you for a night."

There was a slight sense of slack in his smoking voice, and Lu Xinghuai looked down at the shirt that was stained with the smell of cigarettes.

"He doesn't like the smell of smoke, so be careful to smoke him again."

Wei Qiming: "..."

"Let Jian Yi choose an idol drama for you later on."

Lu Xinghuai raised his eyebrows, and the smoke slowly rose from between his fingers.

"It would be a waste of talent not to play the infatuated male lead once."