On the correct way to do fake dramas

However, with the lesson learned just now, Zhou Nanjun would not dare to take Zhuang Yanbei to a restaurant to eat in an open and aboveboard manner. After all, Zhuang Yanbei is a star of all sizes and has a lot of fans. If they are recognized by fans, they An Sheng didn't want to eat this meal, so the two found a restaurant with a relatively remote location and fewer people, and then sat down in the most remote place in the store.

Zhou Nanjun quietly looked around and found that no one noticed their table, he was relieved, he glanced at Zhuang Yanbei opposite him: "Dining with you is like a thief, sneaky, star What a hassle."

Zhuang Yanbei looked at Zhou Nanjun silently, without speaking.

The two ordered a set meal each, and because there were relatively few people in the store, the set meals they ordered were delivered quickly.

Zhou Nanjun took a look at Zhuang Yanbei's pork chop rice, and felt that it looked a little tempting, and he couldn't help but feel a little craving. In fact, when he ordered the rice just now, he had been debating whether to order pork chop rice or sweet and sour pork ribs The meal was good, but after Zhuang Yanbei ordered pork chop rice, he gave up the pork chop rice and ordered sweet and sour pork rib rice.

As a result, as soon as the food was served, he felt a little craving for pork chop rice again.

Zhuang Yanbei didn't seem to notice Zhou Nanjun's hungry eyes. After the waiter finished serving the food, he started eating with chopsticks.

Zhou Nanjun pursed his lips. If the person opposite him was replaced by Xie Yaochen, Xie Yaochen would definitely notice his gaze and generously let him take a sip... But that was also because he knew Xie Yaochen very well, and he had only met one of them not long ago. He is really embarrassed to ask the other party to give him a taste of his own food.

He rolled his eyes and quickly thought of an idea, so he picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs with his chopsticks, handed it to Zhuang Yanbei, and said with a smile: "The sweet and sour pork ribs here look delicious. , would you like to have a taste?"

Zhuang Yanbei looked up at the sweet and sour pork ribs that Zhou Nanjun had brought over in front of him. He didn't appreciate it. He frowned slightly: "I don't use chopsticks that others have used."

"I've never touched my mouth before," Zhou Nanjun's eyes widened. It's the first time he has been so blatantly disgusted by someone so big. Not to mention that he has never touched the chopsticks, even if he has, everyone They are all men, what is there to dislike?Oh, by the way, he forgot that Zhuang Yanbei is obsessed with cleanliness, "Otherwise you use your chopsticks to pick it up from my bowl, and I won't dislike your saliva."

Zhuang Yanbei glanced at the sweet and sour pork ribs in Zhou Nanjun's bowl, and seemed to hesitate for a moment. Finally, he opened his mouth and ate the sweet and sour pork ribs that Zhou Nanjun brought over with his chopsticks.

Zhou Nanjun looked at Zhuang Yanbei's slightly puffed cheeks with a smile and asked, "How does it taste?"

Zhuang Yanbei said lightly: "The taste is so-so."

"So-so?" Zhou Nanjun blinked his eyes, "Well, even if it's so-so, I let you taste mine, and it's reciprocal, and you should let me taste yours."

Zhuang Yanbei paused with his chopsticks, and looked at Zhou Nanjun with a clear gaze. He probably understood why Zhou Nanjun was so nice to him all of a sudden. It turned out that this was Zhou Nanjun's purpose...

Zhuang Yanbei finally nodded.

Zhou Nanjun chuckled, and impatiently used his chopsticks to pick up the pork chops in Zhuang Yanbei's bowl, and stuffed them into his own mouth. Although he had just used these chopsticks to feed Zhuang Yanbei sweet and sour pork ribs, he wouldn't be like Zhuang Yanbei. Yan Bei minded these small details.

After eating, he bit his chopsticks and thought about it: "It tastes good..." But it was not as delicious as he imagined. No wonder there were not many people in this restaurant even though it was lunch time. Sure enough, the eyes of the crowd were all sharp.

Zhuang Yanbei looked at Zhou Nanjun biting the chopsticks he had just used, pursed his lips as if he wanted to say something, but he paused and didn't speak.

Zhou Nanjun tasted his sweet and sour pork ribs again, and the taste was just so-so, not even as good as Zhuang Yanbei's chicken chop rice, and he was a little disappointed, but he is not picky, after shrugging his shoulders, he still Continue to eat.

Seeing Zhou Nanjun eating with gusto, Zhuang Yanbei snorted: "You obviously like sweet food too, so why do you say my taste is that of a child."

Zhou Nanjun didn't expect that Zhuang Yanbei would take his casual jokes to heart, and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Well, I admit, I actually like sweets too, we're all children's tastes, Are you satisfied?"

Only then did Zhuang Yanbei narrow his eyes slightly in satisfaction. At this moment, the waiter who had just delivered the food suddenly came over again. Just when he thought he was recognized by fans again, the waitress put down a cup of milk tea and smiled. She said: "This is a gift drink, welcome to come next time." After finishing speaking, she turned and left.

"Even if the drinks are delivered, I won't come next time." Zhou Nanjun couldn't help complaining to Zhuang Yanbei after seeing the waiter left, "And there are obviously two of us, so why only one drink?"

Zhuang Yanbei's eyes lit up slightly when he saw the milk tea, but as Zhou Nanjun said, there was only one drink, but there were two of them.

Looking at Zhuang Yanbei's small eyes, Zhou Nanjun shrugged: "You drink it, you like it anyway."

Zhuang Yanbei glanced at Zhou Nanjun, then picked up the straw and started drinking.

"When you drink milk tea, your cheeks are bulging, like a little hamster." Zhou Nanjun chuckled, and began to tease Zhuang Yanbei again, "Why do you love milk tea so much? Is it delicious?"

Zhuang Yanbei nodded. He drank half of the glass in one go. When there was still half of the glass left, he raised his head and looked at Zhou Nanjun hesitantly. After hesitating for a while, he seemed to have made up his mind. , pushed the remaining half cup of milk tea to Zhou Nanjun: "...you have a taste."

"Give it to me?" Zhou Nanjun was flattered at once. Zhuang Yanbei loves milk tea so much that he was willing to give half of it to him. Is it to repay the sweet and sour pork ribs he gave Zhuang Yanbei just now?But this guy clearly knows that he puts sweet and sour pork ribs for him to eat the pork chops in his bowl... "Is it really for me?"

Zhuang Yanbei glared at Zhou Nanjun, as if he was dissatisfied with his image in Zhou Nanjun's eyes. Does he look so stingy?

Zhou Nanjun chuckled: "Then I'll drink it? Shall I finish the rest?"

Zhuang Yanbei snorted, "Go ahead and drink."

Zhou Nanjun took the milk tea from Zhuang Yanbei's hand, and he felt like he had snatched a small dried fish from the food-protecting cat bowl, especially after noticing Zhuang Yanbei's vaguely nostalgic eyes , this feeling of success in food grabbing became even stronger.

I got the milk tea, but here comes the problem. Obviously, there is only one cup of milk tea, so naturally there is only one straw, and this straw has been touched by Zhuang Yanbei just now.

Under normal circumstances, close friends may share a straw without any grievances, but two people who have just met for a short time should mostly choose to take out the straw and drink directly into the cup, right?

Zhou Nanjun originally planned to do the same. Although he is not a particular person, he is not so casual. He would not even share a straw with Xie Yaochen, let alone with Zhuang Yanbei who he has only known for a long time. .

However, just when he was about to pull out the straw, he suddenly changed his mind, so he picked up the straw directly, biting it mouth to mouth, and then he saw Zhuang Yanbei's eyes widening in an instant.

Then he laughed silently in his heart.

Zhuang Yanbei's eyes widened. This is no longer the same thing as sharing a chopstick just now. After all, Zhou Nanjun didn't touch the chopsticks with his mouth when he picked up the food just now, but he was the real deal with the straw. It happened, not only bumped into it but bit it, Zhou Nanjun clearly saw that he used that straw, but he still used it without minding at all...

what is this?

Indirect kissing?

Zhou Nanjun was a little surprised. Although the food in this restaurant was so-so, the milk tea was unexpectedly delicious. No wonder Zhuang Yanbei, a milk tea madman, thought it was not bad. After drinking the rest of the milk tea in one go, he raised his head and He found that Zhuang Yanbei was still staring at him in a daze.

To be precise, it should be the straw in his mouth.

The straw that was used by both of them at the same time.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Nanjun pretended not to know what Zhuang Yanbei was struggling with, "Why are you looking at me all the time? Is there rice grains on my face?"

Zhuang Yanbei pursed her lips: "Straw..."

Zhou Nanjun blinked: "What's wrong with the straw?"

Zhuang Yanbei glared at Zhou Nanjun: "I just used the straw."

Zhou Nanjun blinked again, with an innocent face: "I know, I have eyes, and I'm not blind."

Zhuang Yanbei frowned: "You clearly saw that I used it, so you still use it?"

"What's the matter? I don't dislike your saliva," Zhou Nanjun bit the straw and raised his eyebrows, "Everyone is male, so what's wrong with using a straw? You won't get pregnant."

Zhuang Yanbei frowned and said, "This is very strange."

"What's so strange? It's normal for friends to use a straw." Zhou Nanjun opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Don't you think of me as a friend?"

Zhuang Yanbei looked at Zhou Nanjun silently for a while, and then asked, "Will you and Xie Yaochen do the same?"

"Xie Yaochen?" Zhou Nanjun laughed dryly, "...No."

"Sure enough, this is too weird," Zhuang Yanbei pursed her lips, "No matter how good a friend is, they won't eat each other's saliva."

"What are you eating each other's saliva? This description is too indecent. I even kissed indirectly," Zhou Nanjun's mouth twitched. "Wait a minute...an indirect kiss? You didn't think about it, did you?"

Zhuang Yanbei snorted and didn't speak, but the tips of his ears turned red quietly.

Zhou Nanjun laughed dryly: "You are too... innocent."

It's just sharing a straw, how can it be associated with indirect kissing?

Looking at Zhuang Yanbei's reddish ears opposite, Zhou Nanjun suddenly had the idea of ​​flirting again, so he raised his eyebrows: "You are so innocent, why is it still your first kiss now?"