Chapter 25 The game begins

Zhou Ziheng brought three bowls of noodles to the restaurant, along with the fried eggs and bacon.

"There are too few things in the refrigerator, just eat something casually."

Xia Xiuze was very excited, "It smells so good!" He took off his school uniform and sat on the chair at the dining table, picked the largest portion and put it in front of him, and happily knocked on the table with one hand, "Thank you, Brother Ziheng."

Zhou Ziheng smiled to respond. He wondered whether to call Xia Xiqing, but now they were like opponents who had just finished speaking harshly on the court, and they didn't know what attitude they should approach. Zhou Ziheng simply gave up and sat at the dining table.

Xia Xiqing walked from the living room to the dining room, carrying a heavy smell of smoke on her body, lowered her head and ate the noodles without saying a word, then raised her head and smiled at Zhou Ziheng, "It's delicious."

Zhou Ziheng was stunned for a moment, holding chopsticks and poked the noodles. He was a person who was not good at accepting praises from others with peace of mind. Although he was in this industry since childhood, he still subconsciously found various self-worthy lines when he encountered praise.

"No, there are too few materials, next time..."

next time?

As soon as these two words were spoken out, Zhou Ziheng ended in a hurry. This time they were all together temporarily, so what else would be next time?

Xia Xiqing chuckled softly, lowered her head and ate the noodles quietly.

If we talk about IQ, Zhou Ziheng is an unscrupulous genius. But in terms of emotions, he is completely blank, without any experience, and always caught off guard.

A fledgling thief carefully flew over the eaves and walked around the walls. Before he could celebrate, he was tripped by the eaves and fell firmly.

Xia Xiqing really couldn't think of any possibility that he would be in a mess with such a person. If such a low-probability event really happened, it would have been wasted his life for so many years.

Since they have made harsh words to each other, I am a scumbag, you are not afraid of scumbag, I bet you will fall in love with me, and you are sure that you will never be moved, which means that this game with great risks can finally begin. He no longer has to hide it, and can attack and attack boldly with confidence.

Thinking of this, the uneasiness in my heart seemed to be getting better. It was not because of self-comfort or because this bowl of hot and warmed the face.

"Ah! Brother, your show is about to begin!" Xia Xiuze ran to the living room with the noodles bowl in his hand, and not long after, he shouted on the other end, "Brother! How is the TV on?!"

After the last bite, Xia Xiqing rolled his eyes, took out his cell phone and clicked, and threw it back on the table.

"Okay! It's opened!"

The way these two brothers get along is really strange and funny. Just as Zhou Ziheng was thinking, Xia Xiuze, who ran back again, was dragged to the sofa in the living room, "Brother Ziheng, let's watch it together."

"I have to go back..."

"Don't go back!" Xia Xiuze pressed him on the sofa, "Do you still have a job?"

"No today..."

"That's all!" Xia Xiuze sat next to him, crossing his feet, "You can watch with me for a while first, I'm afraid I won't understand, tell me, anyway, if you want to go back, you're going to lift your feet and open two doors."

This kid's mouth is so silly... Zhou Ziheng couldn't find a place to refute for a moment, so he was convinced.

Not only him, Xia Xiqing also fell under Xia Xiuze's invincible lingering skills. In this way, the three of them sat subtly on the same row of sofas and watched "Escape from the Sky". The show first broadcast a opening, which was about the staff building a secret room and the process of taking them into the secret room with their eyes blindfolded.

Not long after the beginning, Xia Xiuze, who was originally sitting in the middle, moved his butt forward and slipped to the carpet.

"What are you doing?"

"I like to sit on the floor." Xia Xiuze turned his head with a smile, and after eating, his mouth didn't stop calm. While watching TV, he turned his head to ask Zhou Ziheng's questions in various programs.

"Brother Ziheng, do you have a script?"

"The script... there is, but several of us guests did not get the script. It seems that there are guests who play killer."

"Then is your room really completely closed? Not the kind that looks like it?"

"Um……"

"Have you tried to pick the lock? I can unlock the lock..." Before he finished speaking, Xia Xiqing kicked Xia Xiuze on the back and spoke impatiently, "Shut up."

"I'll just ask," Xia Xiqing moved her butt toward Zhou Ziheng, looking aggrieved. The trailer ended, and the first scene in the film was the scene where Zhou Ziheng was tied to an office chair.

"Wow, Brother Ziheng is so handsome."

Zhou Ziheng was used to seeing his face on the TV, but at this moment he was a little nervous and couldn't explain why. The camera switched from his face to Xia Xiqing's face. His hair was half-tied, wearing the familiar white shirt, his eyes were covered by a black eye mask, and there was no unnecessary expression on his delicate face.

The camera only covers his upper body, but Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but start to recall the scene at that time, his hands tied by silver handcuffs, and his white ankles heading down the rope.

"Brother, look good too!" Xia Xiuze's words broke his imagination beyond the camera.

The impression of Xia Xiqing, the Xia Xiqing in the camera, and the Xia Xiqing who is by his side at this moment are obviously the same person, but Zhou Ziheng always feels that there is something different.

I couldn't help but want to glance at it.

Xia Xiqing was half lying on the sofa watching the show. To be more precise, Zhou Ziheng was watching the camera. Compared to him now, he really hated himself when he first recorded the show. No matter how he used the ethics of an actor to conceal or disguise, he would always inadvertently notice his defense and hostility towards the camera. But now he doesn't seem to hate himself that much.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn his face slightly and look for the face, but he collides with his gaze without any warning.

It was too coincidental and too short, sparks were drawn from the ends of the collision.

Zhou Ziheng glanced at his head quickly and looked at the TV screen pretending to be calm. The picture was no longer their room, but it turned to Ruan Xiao's room.

"Brother Ziheng, aren't you killer?" Xia Xiuze finally couldn't help but start looking for clues from the two leading actors. If this was just an ordinary suspense reality show, he would definitely start analyzing the clues alone and immersing them in the situation. But now the two guests on the TV are sitting in front of him, how can he sit still?

"Brother Ziheng, I didn't understand the password just now, what's going on?"

"Ah! I know that, Morse code! But I don't remember it. I checked it..."

"Oh, it's all my fault that I just went to check the form. I didn't see this paragraph. How did this sister find this? Brother Ziheng..."

...

Xia Xiqing finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he hooked Xia Xiuze's neck, clamped his head to his elbow, and said word by word with a "kind" smile on his face.

"Killer is Shang Sirui."

"I was killed by him."

"In the end, Zhou Ziheng was the first to escape."

After saying that, he let go of his hand, and Xia Xiuze just kept holding his knees and fell to the ground. The meaning of the whole episode, along with Xiao Xia's three views, was shattered by Xia Xiqing's cruel spoiler three-combo.

"Ah!!! Why are you so cruel? Are you a devil??" Xia Xiuze rolled around on the wool carpet, kicking the air with his feet venting anger, "I hate you!!!"

Looking at the two childish people, Zhou Ziheng's mouth couldn't help but rise, and something seemed to be hooking him in his heart, asking him to look at the person beside him.

Yu Guang finally followed the thoughts in his heart and floated to Xia Xiqing. What surprised Zhou Ziheng was that Xia Xiqing, who was tilted on the sofa, had his eyes curled into two crescent moons, which was different from the previous smile, and he felt the satisfaction and cunning of having a prank. It was the first time Zhou Ziheng saw such a childish smile on Xia Xiqing's face.

"I will never see you again. You are too much. I want to go home and see it myself."

Xia Xiqing, who had his arms wrapped around his chest, stretched out a hand and waved towards Xia Xiuze's back, "Let's walk slowly and don't send him off."

Seeing that his brother was not at all nostalgic, Xia Xiuze became even more angry. He grabbed the schoolbag in the entrance hall and opened the door angrily. He stood at the door without moving for a long time, as if he was brewing something.

"Hey, I said, are you going to leave?" Xia Xiqing lazily turned the sound of the TV, "Please bring me the door."

Zhou Ziheng has been hesitating whether he should drive the child home, but he is always a little worried.

After thinking for a long time, I finally prepared to speak, "That...why I'll give it to..."

"Ahhhhh, spoiler the dogs kill the whole family!" Xia Xiuze suddenly cursed in shock, then ran out of the door quickly and closed the door with a slam.

Xia Xiqing was so angry that she laughed, "What's wrong with it? I'm so idle that I cursed myself..."

These two brothers are really... Zhou Ziheng sighed funny and helplessly, and his eyes finally returned to the TV screen. By chance, the scene returned to his and Xia Xiqing's room again. This part was the scene where Xia Xiqing cracked the Moss code in "Mirror Suite". The perspective of the TV was completely different from what he was at the scene. It should be the camera placed near the mirror.

In the frontal perspective, Xia Xiqing, who was handcuffed with his hands, raised his legs high, kicked the mirror to pieces, and then slowly took it back, decisive and calm, but for some reason, the editing was very good and the production was very good, and even the bgm matching the program was just right, but Zhou Ziheng always felt that something was missing.

It is impossible to restore the shock of being in the secret room at that time, and seeing Xia Xiqing kicking the mirror with his own eyes.

Xia Xiqing stared at the TV screen with concentration, watching as he raised his handcuffed hands in front of Zhou Ziheng.

"Do you know?" Zhou Ziheng suddenly spoke, "I thought at that time, why don't I take away the key now? Xia Xiqing is so cunning, and if he has the key in his hand, it seems to be safer." He looked at Xia Xiqing and smiled very frankly, "At least he has a handle in his hand."

Xia Xiqing looked at Zhou Ziheng expressionlessly. His slightly bent eyes, his raised mouth, and the white teeth that appeared when he spoke. His outline was profound and his temperament was refreshing. It made people think of the snow-white roof along the Aegean Sea coast.

"I always thought you were a killer at that time, so I was very alert." Zhou Ziheng turned his head and looked at himself on the screen accepting Xia Xiqing's request, lowered his head to help him uncuff his handcuffs.

His voice was very soft, "Actually, I was able to come out smoothly in the end because of you."

There seemed to be a lake in my ears, and a round pebbles fell down and gradually sank. Xia Xiqing looked at Zhou Ziheng, who was slightly lowering his head on the screen, and was almost ten centimeters away from him.

"Do you know what I was thinking?"

Zhou Ziheng turned his head and looked at Xia Xiqing's side face. The changing light emitted by the TV reflected into his pupils, like a glass ball with a strange luster. "What?"

"What I think is..." Xia Xiqing, who was originally watching TV motionlessly, suddenly turned around, reached out and walked around Zhou Ziheng's back, stroked the back of his head, and got close to him. The distance between the faces instantly turned into a short distance.

Once again, it was surrounded by the familiar perfume smell.

While Zhou Ziheng's brain was not working well, Xia Xiqing stretched out his other hand to hold his chin.

"Your face is really suitable for kissing."

After saying that, he turned his face and kissed him.

For some reason, Zhou Ziheng's alarm was delayed, and he was almost paralyzed when Xia Xiqing approached. It was not until Xia Xiqing actually kissed him that the whistle in his mind suddenly woke up.

Xia Xiqing must be crazy!

He tried to push it away, but it backfired. Xia Xiqing grabbed his hands tighter, and his tongue reached in almost half forcibly, and lust and aggression were integrated. In his eyes, kissing should be the warmest thing in the world, but now it has become Xia Xiqing's weapon to conquer the city.

Xia Xiqing also felt crazy. He just wanted to do this. His desire was eager, like a robber holding a knife, forcing his body to do everything that could satisfy him. Lick, entangle, and suck. The closer he got, the more he wanted. No matter how Zhou Ziheng pushed his shoulder, he was unwilling to give up. Instead, he wanted to get closer.

The kiss between two men is a tug-of-war that will never be won.

The temperature rose rapidly between intimate friction and rapid breathing exchange, baking the strong musk smell in his perfume even heavier. He was obviously a veteran in love, but Xia Xiqing became panicked under Zhou Ziheng's resistance, holding his lips and tongue indiscriminately, but when he saw his endurance eyebrows and eyes, he caught a stronger fire, burning his whole body.

Zhou Ziheng frowned, Xia Xiqing's hand was like a slippery and cold snake, rubbing his Adam's apple and winding downwards, sliding in from his black windbreaker. He suddenly woke up and grabbed Xia Xiqing's wrist hard, but no matter how hard he tried, the other party would never repent and refused to give up. He even spread his legs and straddled his body, trying to suppress him.

It's simply crazy!

When he was dizzy, Xia Xiqing suddenly felt a fishy and sweet smell in his mouth. The delayed pain made him frown. His movements slowed down. Zhou Ziheng took advantage of the situation and pushed him down under him, held his hands and pressed them tightly on the sofa.

He kept gasping, his thick eyelashes were covered with misty sweat beads. Xia Xiqing in his sight was different from before. His pale face was flushed due to his excitement. Blood oozed out of his lips, and some kind of beautiful flowers seemed to bloom in the wound.

"You're crazy..." Zhou Ziheng's breathing calmed down a little, his chest still undulating, unable to cover up the previous throbbing.

But Xia Xiqing suddenly laughed, and bright red was dyed between her teeth, "I was a madman."

This look looks like a tortured addict.
Chapter completed!