Xia Xiqing was half-squatting, her eyes swept lazily on Zhou Ziheng. This face that was almost completely in line with his aesthetic taste was depicted in his brain countless times and painted on paper.

Zhou Ziheng slept very deeply, his breathing sound was steady and slow. Xia Xiqing stretched out a finger as a brush, with his fingertips and his skin slightly slid down from his forehead to the three-dimensional eyebrow bone, to the high bridge of his nose, and to the delicate lip peak.

Stopped.

His fingers slowly bent, Xia Xiqing turned his head and leaned against his face, gradually getting closer.

Pull it closer, and then pull it closer.

It's like a classic scene that is moving in the movie.

Until his warm breath was almost sprayed on Xia Xiqing's face, the distance between his lips was only a few millimeters. His face was divided by the light and darkness of light, on one side was the warm yellow diffused by the bedside lamp, on the other side was the darkness that should have belonged to the late night.

The moment when the lips were about to touch, Xia Xiqing gave up. He stood up and inserted his fingers into his hair with some annoyance.

What exactly are you doing?

The little girl does such a thing, she looks like a fool.

After grabbing his hair, Xia Xiqing walked to the bed and took the quilt to the sofa, took off the gray-green jacket covered by Zhou Ziheng, and threw the quilt on him casually. It was so cold that it was really enough to hold on.

After lit a cigarette, Xia Xiqing sat on another sofa. The smoke soaked his unconscious mind and turned into some wonderful sedative. After smoking a cigarette, he almost woke up. He grabbed Zhou Ziheng's jacket and put it on his body, and left the hotel.

When he was out of the elevator, he met the young man who was holding him at the front desk. The other party stared at him out of the elevator door with a black question mark. Xia Xiqing took off his hat and walked to the front desk. His pair of peach eyes completed a beautiful curve.

"Thank you."

"You..." The young man came back to his senses and quickly changed his words, "You... aren't you drunk in the room... Then, then he..."

"Ah~ Yes, I'm sober." Xia Xiqing's fingers briskly tapped the marble counter at the front desk, "If Zihengming gets up early, please tell him that I'll wear his clothes."

After saying that, Xia Xiqing put both hands in his pocket, his chin shrank into the standing collar, and threw down a lightly, "It's so cold~"

He left the hotel with such a dignified manner.

Xia Xiqing didn't go anywhere when he got home. She slept in the apartment for a whole day. Recording a program completely exhausted his energy. He didn't recover for several days. Finally, he recovered his energy and prepared to go outside with a drawing board on his back. As soon as he walked out of the door, he received a call from Chen Fang.

Chen Fang grew up with Xia Xiqing, a straight man, almost cheated by Xia Xiqing, but his relationship has always been good.

"Hey, Xiqing."

"Oh, remember me." Xia Xiqing clamped his phone with his shoulders and locked the door with great effort. The environment of this apartment was not bad. At first, he thought that he was a building from the last century and had great artistic value. He rented it out for a lot of money. However, many facilities were not good in fact. It was difficult to lock it every time. Xia Xiqing usually didn't have home and was too lazy to make trouble. But now he has rejected offers from abroad and basically didn't plan to go out again when he came back. He had to find a place to stay.

When he received a call from Chen Fang, Xia Xiqing asked casually, "Oh, by the way, are you here to be an agent now? Are there any better buildings recently?"

"You are the agent, your whole family is a real estate agent."

"Sorry, my family is engaged in development." Xia Xiqing smiled, "Seriously, I'll get a house from you, please help me watch."

Chen Fang sighed for a while, but finally compromised, "What kind of thing do you always want, Master Xia?"

"The landscape is good and quiet. Don't be too slanted. Don't be black at night and you can't see anything. The price doesn't matter."

The last few words were like a knife stabbed into Chen Fang's heart. He is worthy of being a rich second generation. Chen Fang said a few times in his heart, "Your request is really good. The scenery is beautiful and quiet, all of them are small villas, and they are not in the city center."

"Stop talking nonsense, are there any there?" Xia Xiqing took the elevator downstairs. The sun was good outside, which made people feel warm. "If you don't want to do business, I'll throw this pot of fat water into other people's fields."

"I haven't finished it yet. You may not be able to find out for you when you ask for it. Who is Chen Fang? That's not an ordinary person. Recently, I have a house, a duplex duplex on the top floor of a luxury apartment with a floor-to-ceiling window of 400 square meters. The area is also very good. The ones living in that area are rich and have great privacy. Why don't I take you over and take a look later?"

This Chen Fang really won’t lose his links at critical moments.

"Okay, I'll go downstairs of your company to find you in the afternoon."

"Don't drive a very good car, I beg you." Chen Fang remembered that when he first joined the company last time, he finally got into a relationship with the young lady who was internship. He was about to make an appointment to go downstairs to eat ramen in the company, but Xia Xiqing drove a Maserati to deliver watermelon to him, and in a few words, the little girl was so heartless.

Xia Xiqing was overjoyed, "I'll take a taxi, don't worry about you."

It was said that it was sketching, but Xia Xiqing didn't find a particularly suitable place. The city he lived in before was on the Yangtze River, so he loved to go to the beach. In spring, the goose yellow willow branches were soft, the sunflowers in summer filled the beach, the large patches of reeds in autumn, and the snow scene in winter was also beautiful.

Standing in front of the artificial lake in the lake center park, Xia Xiqing felt as if he had heard the wind of the river.

It whizzed through my heart, blowing my chest empty.

The scenery here is really average and there is no choice. Xia Xiqing tied his hair casually, and there was a small tug on the back of his head. He stood in front of the drawing board, putting his left hand in his pocket, and holding a sketch pencil in his right hand casually, making a perfunctory trick. A few little girls walked over to him and secretly photographed him. Xia Xiqing didn't care. He probably saw him on Weibo and recognized him.

There was also a young man sitting on the bench by the lake. He looked pretty good. He kept lowering his head and playing with his cell phone. He would occasionally glance at him.

As she was drawing, a little girl who looked five or six years old walked to Xia Xiqing, holding a lollipop bigger than her face in her hand, staring at Xia Xiqing with her face raised, and after looking for a long time, she reached out and grabbed the corner of Xia Xiqing's clothes, and stammered, "Brother, can you draw me a picture?"

Xia Xiqing also stared at her for a while, and asked seriously, "Why do I want to draw for you?"

The little girl stuttered for a while and said, "Then I want one."

Xia Xiqing was happy. He looked around, and there was not a single adult. He turned the pen in his hand, "Little guy, where are your parents?"

"I don't know." The little girl licked the lollipop and said in a slight voice, "Mom was still here just now."

Lost. Xia Xiqing sighed, "Okay, brother will draw you a picture, you are not allowed to move." Xia Xiqing pointed to a small flower bed next to her, "Sit here, remember, models should not move around, sit obediently."

"Um!"

Seeing the little girl sitting down obediently, Xia Xiqing turned around and said to the girl who was still secretly photographing him, "Sorry, can you do me a favor?"

The girl who secretly photographed him suddenly blushed. The internet celebrity little brother actually talked to him and told her that the staff had a child lost, where did the fairy little brother come from?

Ever since Xia Xiqing put a "model" hat on the little girl, the little guy is so obedient that he doesn't even take his butt and doesn't eat candy anymore. He just raises it on his chest. Xia Xiqing wants to laugh when he looks at it. Ten minutes later, a young woman ran from a distance, calling a nickname.

"Brother, my mother seems to be calling me. Can I move?"

Xia Xiqing smiled and closed the last few strokes, "Let's move."

"Mom! I'm here!" The little girl jumped up and held her lollipop high. The young woman rushed over and hugged her, "I'm scared to death. When I turn around, you'll disappear, and my heart is about to jump out. Why are you here?"

The little girl pointed at Xia Xiqing with the lollipop, "My brother said to draw for me, saying that I am a model and I can't run around."

Xia Xiqing took down the painting and handed it to the little girl, "Here, your painting. I'll get lost with my mother next time, it's the same. I'll wait for my mother in the same place like a little model."

The little girl took the painting and saw a cute little cutie with a braid. The lollipop in her hand turned into a fairy stick. She was so happy that she seemed to have picked up a treasure, "Thank you brother!"

The young mother's face turned pale, and she said thank you and invited him to dinner. Xia Xiqing smiled and declined, but just gently touched the little girl's head, "Your mother is so nice to you."

After saying that, he returned to his drawing board and was about to pack up his things and leave, the man sitting on the bench came over. Xia Xiqing had been in this circle for a long time, and he recognized it with a straight look.

"Are you all so kind in your paintings?"

Xia Xiqing was happy, kind? This word is really hard to match him. He curled his lips and said in a frivolous tone, "Why, have you fallen in love with me?"

The other party obviously didn't expect Xia Xiqing to be so direct, so he was a little stunned, but soon started to laugh again.

"Is there any cigarette?" Xia Xiqing packed up her things and carried them on her back, raising an eyebrow at him.

The man quickly took out a box of expensive cigarettes, took out one and handed it to Xia Xiqing, and then diligently lit him. Xia Xiqing leaned over with the cigarette in his mouth.

"Thank you." His mouth opened slightly and he let out a mouthful of gray smoke.

The young man was about to speak, but Xia Xiqing's cell phone rang several times. He took it out and saw that he was a friend without notes.

[zzh: Who allowed you to wear my clothes without authorization?]

[zzh: Please give it back to me.]

[zzh: You're really overdoing this.]

Xia Xiqing, who looked down at her phone, was suddenly happy and couldn't stop laughing.

Who did he think? It turned out to be Zhou Ziheng.

[tsing: Where am I?]

[tsing: Ah, you didn't do anything to me that night. I woke up in the middle of the night and felt sore all over. I checked several times.]

The other party will not reply.

Xia Xiqing could imagine Zhou Ziheng's expression so angry that he couldn't speak through the screen. The more he thought about it, the more he became funny. He completely forgot that there was a coquettish partner standing beside him. The other party felt that he was ignored and coughed gently, "Who is talking so happily?"

Xia Xiqing raised his head and said, "I'm a slut." As soon as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang again.

[zzh: You are the worst person I have ever seen.]

What kind of tone does this mean? It doesn’t look like a big star? Thinking of Zhou Ziheng’s face, Xia Xiqing suddenly felt that the man in front of him was very dull and boring. He smiled politely at the other party, "Sorry, I have something to do, let's go first."

The man obviously didn't expect things to turn out like this, "No... can I add you a WeChat account?"

"I don't think there is any need for this, thank you for your cigarette." Xia Xiqing was about to leave, but he pulled her away.

"Why is it unnecessary? Just make friends."

Xia Xiqing was most annoying to be entangled. His face turned cold and said word by word, "Because we were in a match." Seeing the other party's face turned blue and white, Xia Xiqing laughed in a flash, "I was puzzled, why do those who like me want to get to me?" After that, he patted the man on the shoulder and left with something on his back.

He threw the cigarette into the trash can on the side of the road after only a few sips.

After getting into the taxi, Xia Xiqing received another new message.

[zzh: Return my clothes to me.]

Still not willing to give up, are the big stars so idle? A bad idea suddenly appeared in Xia Xiqing's mind.

Zhou Ziheng was actually not idle at all. The day after the show was recorded, he was taken to put out a fire for a familiar director. The scene was almost finished, but a very important supporting role in it was suddenly kicked out of cheating. For a moment, netizens on Weibo could not stop eating it, so the director could only delete all the scenes of the supporting role, but the scene could not even be played, so Zhou Ziheng had to help.

In three days, Zhou Ziheng was almost living on the set, so he made up for all the scenes. The actors on the opposite side also suffered and had stomach cramps. Zhou Ziheng then caught the claws and rested on his small recliner for a while.

When Zhou Ziheng remembered that Xia Xiqing took his clothes, he was so angry that he had done something great. He didn't know how to be grateful, but he was still holding on, which made him not even wear a coat in the morning. He also said that he had done anything to him?

Zhou Ziheng leaned on his small recliner, held his cell phone in both hands and typed a long list of words to teach him. When he was about to send it, he deleted it one by one.
To be continued...