: The deeper and deeper

Just being held by Zhou Ziheng, Xia Xiqing was so comfortable that she could just fall asleep like this, but he felt that it was too strange that he was like this. Zhou Ziheng was five years younger than him, and she was so childish and silly before, and she was so angry when she teased her. How did she become like this now?

So gentle, it can't stand it and can't be pushed away.

He buried his head between Zhou Ziheng's neck, bit his black short-sleeved collar, pulled it out, and gently polished his raised collarbone with the tip of his teeth.

It looks so much like a cat. It's still the kind of unobedient cat.

"Can't bite." Zhou Ziheng pinched the back of his neck, "It's time to film."

"I know, a big star." Xia Xiqing raised his head, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips. He quickly shrank back, his lips were shiny, making Zhou Ziheng feel itchy.

"I find that you really like to treat me as a child recently." Xia Xiqing looked at Zhou Ziheng's eyes, reached out and pulled his forehead back, revealing his superior brow bones. Zhou Ziheng's daily appearance is completely a college student, looking obedient and refreshing. Although Xia Xiqing used to be not good at this kind of little puppy and liked it more exciting, if it was Zhou Ziheng, it would have a very comfortable charm.

"Is that so? I don't think so." Zhou Ziheng smiled slightly with his lips pursed.

"Every time you want to show off but don't dare to show off, you just smile like this." After being tired of being with him for a long time, Xia Xiqing has summarized the rules. His hand slowly slid down, touching Zhou Ziheng's side face, and his thumb rubbed back and forth against his beautiful lips, and his eyes fell on it, "What are you showing off?"

His voice became light again, hooking Zhou Ziheng's heart and heading towards the sky, like a hydrogen balloon.

Xia Xiqing looked at his lips with his eyes lowered, and his eyelashes trembled gently, like two black butterflies about to fly away. As he looked, Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but slow down his breathing.

Afraid of being alarmed, afraid that he will fly away.

But Xia Xiqing suddenly raised his eyes, spread his butterfly wings, and the ceiling lights in his pupils reflected in his living room, as if the night was wrapped in the moon, "Why don't you talk?"

So beautiful. If he says it, he will definitely get angry, but Zhou Ziheng feels that way.

Zhou Ziheng still didn't say anything, looked at him quietly, his eyes moved down his eyes and slid down the erect nose bridge, all the way to the slightly raised nose tip, a small dot on the tip of the nose.

The Creator must have loved you very much when he fabricated you. He held the brush carefully and hesitated for a long time. He still gently tapped a small dot on the tip of your nose, making you so unique.

He also puts a brush in your hands, allowing you to use all the lines and colors in the world, making you talented.

You are the most favored child of God.

"There are too many things to say," Zhou Ziheng touched the raised spine lines on his back with his hand, "but there is no word you like to hear."

"Then let it go, shut up." Xia Xiqing smiled.

The charm of that small mole is so terrifying. When you don’t smile, you will look so naive when you smile. Zhou Ziheng finally couldn’t help but kiss the tip of his nose.

"Who allows you to kiss here?" Xia Xiqing raised his eyebrows dissatisfiedly and grabbed Zhou Ziheng's neck. He hated others kissing his nose, making it look like he was a girl.

The boys and girls made Xia Xiqing laughed a lot when he was a child, and he couldn't get rid of such prejudice when he grew up. He was so strong that he hated all the actions of making him feminine even described it.

Zhou Ziheng coughed suddenly as if he was about to suffocate. Xia Xiqing let go of his hand, but he still exposes him harshly, "Actors."

"Don't you think your nose looks good?"

Xia Xi took a clear look and said, "The nose is pretty. I don't like the mole. I'll go to order it tomorrow."

Zhou Ziheng was anxious, "No."

"Why can't it work? I'll do whatever I want on my face." Xia Xiqing looked gangster-like. Just as she was about to stand up, she found that her legs that had been crossed were completely numb. "I'll go, my legs are numb."

Zhou Ziheng pinched his thigh with a bad intention.

"Damn it! Zhou Ziheng!"

"Don't cross your legs, you have to move."

"Don't touch me, it's so irritating."

Zhou Ziheng straightened his legs, grabbed Xia Xiqing's legs with his hands and placed them behind him, "It's better."

"What's so good!" Xia Xiqing was almost annoyed by him. Now this position has completely become the position he was sitting on Zhou Ziheng. He tried to move his legs, "Hiss... It's so numb."

"Don't move around, be good."

"Be good, you uncle."

"I'll give you a massage, and it won't be numb." Zhou Ziheng rubbed Xia Xiqing's thighs.

"Fuck... don't rub it."

Zhou Ziheng didn't care about it at all. He was thinking very pure. When his legs were numb, he had to press and press. While thinking so, he continued to press it.

Xia Xiqing held his hand, "I told you not to rub it, don't you understand human words?"

His breath was not stable, and he was breathing slightly. Zhou Ziheng finally realized how ambiguous their movements were now. The palms that were placed on the base of his thighs were hot, and he wanted to move but didn't dare to move.

If Xia Xiqing did something now, he wouldn't have refused.

But it's not too robbery.

Zhou Ziheng was so entangled that he was about to clear his throat to relieve his embarrassment, but was suddenly kissed by Xia Xiqing.

“Um…”

The soft lips and tongue were moist and aggressive, and they maliciously licked Zhou Ziheng's upper palate, making him itchy and numb, and his breathing suddenly became messy.

"Why... why don't you rub it anymore..." Xia Xiqing did not forget to provoke during the deep kiss.

Taking advantage of the situation to rob... Zhou Ziheng felt that he was simply too naive.

Zhou Ziheng was too lazy to think about it for him after being so excited by Xia Xiqing. His broad and dry palms were maliciously rubbed, and his strength was extremely ambiguous, and he took care of everything, but he just didn't touch the place Xia Xiqing wanted him to touch.

"Zhou Ziheng..." Xia Xiqing almost gritted his teeth and shouted his name, which made Zhou Ziheng very useful. He kissed Xia Xiqing's soft lips and rubbed his back with both hands. Xia Xiqing resisted the urge to suck and bite his neck. There was a forbidden area everywhere, and he could only use the tip of his tongue to describe his ears.

The gasp that was deliberately suppressed was spreading in the ears with water vapor, and was infinitely amplified by the distance, hitting the heart one by one, disturbing the heartbeat that had already lost its normal rhythm. The flames burned down from the tip of the ears, igniting a prairie fire.

The furry carpet exudes a soft temperature, and the lights shine on the fair skin of the person in front of him in an inch, as well as the little bit of water that ripples deep in his pupils.

Xia Xiqing's expression on her face was stubborn and tempting, and her tone was full of provocation, "You can't do it."

Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and gently rubbed Xia Xiqing's side neck with his lips. He didn't really kiss him, but just slowly rubbed him upwards and stopped at his earlobe. His voice was a little hoarse, "It seems you can't do it anymore."

Xia Xiqing is going to be driven crazy by him.

It is a complete misunderstanding to say that he is a puppy. This is just a wolf dog, or a super tolerant one.

"I can't do it anymore." He licked Zhou Ziheng's ears carefully, panting in a low voice as if he couldn't breathe, his long legs were tense, "I want to sleep with you, especially I want to sleep with you."

"No, you don't want to." Although Zhou Ziheng was still laughing, his forehead was covered with sweat.

"Don't suck my appetite. If I force me to aggravate, I'll go find me..." Before he could finish his harsh words, Zhou Ziheng held his hand and Xia Xiqing couldn't help but whisper.

"My uncle! Zhou Ziheng! You..."

"Here." Zhou Ziheng chuckled softly, his hands slowed down, he gently pinched, and then kissed Xia Xiqing's ear, "You're so fierce."

I was convinced. Xia Xiqing felt that he had encountered the biggest trouble in twenty-five years.

It's really the "biggest" trouble.

The two of them were stuck and tossed for more than an hour, but Xia Xiqing was unable to get what he wanted. He wanted to slam the door and go home in anger, but Zhou Ziheng's sofa was so comfortable. After that, he didn't want to do anything, so he wanted to lie on the sofa. Zhou Ziheng covered him with a super long blanket, soft, covering it from head to toe. The sofa was very big, and he lay beside Xia Xiqing and held him in his arms.

"How many times do I have to say, don't hug me, you can have a memory."

Xia Xiqing's voice was dull, and it sounded so cute to Zhou Ziheng.

"Don't you feel comfortable holding it?"

"Don't think." OK a little bit.

"I think I want to hug you, so just let me hug you." His hands gently patted Xia Xiqing's back, and sometimes he would rub his hair.

She is so clingy and so good at taking care of people, she is actually single in the mother and fetus. Xia Xiqing dare not imagine it.

He remembered the girl he mentioned during the truth-telling adventure.

It is because he likes her that he has not fallen in love for so many years. It is not necessarily true that his work is so special, so busy, he has to film and go to school, so how can he have so much spare time to fall in love?

But so many people in this circle still talk about it? What does it have to do with the nature of the work? It’s because I like her.

No. Xia Xiqing suddenly woke up. What was he doing? Why did he worry about Zhou Ziheng's joy or not like that woman?

Unhappy and unreasonable irritability, Xia Xiqing turned around and carried it over, not wanting to see Zhou Ziheng's face.

Zhou Ziheng did not notice his series of psychological activities, nor did he notice something wrong with Xia Xiqing. He still kissed the back of his head gently and hugged him from behind, like two spoons of love.

"If I join the group, I might have to go to another place to film."

When Xia Xiqing was almost asleep when he heard Zhou Ziheng say this, he woke up halfway and asked, "Where are you going..." As soon as he finished asking, he felt that his voice was too sticky, Xia Xiqing coughed and cleared his throat, "How many months have you been shooting?"

"I've been vacant for four months now for this drama, and I'm not sure."

Four months? It's half a year.

Zhou Ziheng continued, "And I have to play an AIDS patient in this drama, so I have to lose weight starting this month and have to go to train, and I may not go back..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xia Xiqing cut it off first, "Oh."

After saying this, he felt so nervous that he didn't know why.

Zhou Ziheng originally wanted to say something, but seeing that he didn't seem to want to hear it, he swallowed the second half of the words and closed his eyes. He regretted it very much, why did he tell him this? It felt like he was explaining something, what his relationship with him, and why did he do unnecessary things.

My heart is getting heavier and he is about to fall to the end.

After the bottoming out, it rebounded again.

"Does your crew need art? I mean, that kind of design is not right," Xia Xiqing was a little irritated. Why was the words not organized well? It was so different from him. Finally, he turned around and spoke seriously, "Or else I can invest, can I invest? I also want to be a financial backer."
To be continued...