On the correct way to do fake dramas

After Zhou Nanjun had dinner with Xie Yaochen and Lin Ze'an, the three of them went back to the hotel. Lin Ze'an's room was in the first room in the corridor. After greeting Xie Yaochen and Lin Ze'an, he was the first to go back to the room.

Xie Yaochen's room was in the middle of the corridor, but when Zhou Nanjun and him walked to the door of his room, he didn't enter the door.

"Why don't you go in?"

Zhou Nanjun asked him.

Xie Yaochen smiled: "I'll send you to the door of your room."

"It's just a few steps, what are you giving me?" Zhou Nanjun shook his head, "After filming for a whole day, you are also tired, go back and rest early."

"It's okay, I'll send you to the door."

Seeing Xie Yaochen's insistence, Zhou Nanjun did not refuse again, and after a while, the two walked to the door of Zhou Nanjun's room.

"Okay, I'm here, you go back and rest."

Zhou Nanjun was about to take out his room card to open the door, but Xie Yaochen suddenly stopped his movement.

"Wait a minute, I have something to tell you."

Zhou Nanjun stopped and looked at Xie Yaochen strangely: "What do you want to say? Why didn't you say it just now?" Xie Yaochen had so many opportunities along the way just now, why did he only speak at the last moment?

Xie Yaochen looked into Zhou Nanjun's eyes, paused, and said again: "I..."

Zhou Nanjun blinked his eyes: "Why don't you continue talking? Don't whet my appetite, talk quickly if you have something to say."

Xie Yaochen pursed his lips and was about to speak. The next moment, Yin Jiahou's laughter came from not far from the corridor. Zhou Nanjun turned his head and saw that it was Yin Jiahou and Zhuang Yanbei who had returned.

Xie Yaochen frowned slightly, he sighed, and smiled at Zhou Nanjun: "Forget it, I'll talk to you next time."

"Don't, stop my appetite and stop talking. They haven't approached yet. Hurry up and say it." Zhou Nanjun was immediately unhappy. Xie Yaochen said something like a storyteller, so he brought his own and listened. Back to decomposition?

Xie Yaochen smiled and shook his head: "Next time."

"Why don't you text me later."

"Let's wait until the filming of this drama is finished," Xie Yaochen smiled, "Anyway, I'm not in a hurry."

"Is it something important?" Zhou Nanjun was curious.

"Probably not a big deal...to you."

"It's nothing important to me?" Zhou Nanjun frowned, "What the hell is it? Can't you just say it?" He hated others to tease him.

"Guess slowly," Xie Yaochen curled his lips, "If you guess it, I might as well tell you."

Zhou Nanjun rolled his eyes: "Forget it, let's go!"

Xie Yaochen raised his hand and waved at Zhou Nanjun, then turned and left. There was only one corridor in the hotel, so he would inevitably meet Zhuang Yanbei and Yin Jiahou, who shared the same room with him.

Logically speaking, even if Xie Yaochen and Yin Jiahou are not familiar with each other at all, but they have lived together for several days, the relationship should not be bad. There was no communication, not even a greeting, and both of them seemed to regard each other as an invisible person at the same time.

Zhou Nanjun rubbed his chin, feeling a little strange, he and Xie Yaochen grew up together, it can be said that he knows Xie Yaochen quite well, Xie Yaochen has never been a person who shows his emotions, even the most annoying people can smile... Of course, he and Xie Yaochen have known each other for so long, and he has never seen Xie Yaochen show that he hates anyone. Even if Xie Yaochen doesn't like Yin Jiahou, he won't even say hello. This is too inconsistent with Xie Yaochen's principles of life .

Could it be... because of him?

Just when Zhou Nanjun was thinking wildly, Zhuang Yanbei had already walked to the door of the room. Zhuang Yanbei had obviously seen Zhou Nanjun from a distance, but when he approached, he still frowned: "What are you doing standing at the door of the room?"

Zhou Nanjun smiled at Zhuang Yanbei, "waiting for you."

Zhuang Yanbei was taken aback for a moment, but before he could show any reaction, Zhou Nanjun took out the key card and entered the door.

Looking at Zhou Nanjun's back, Zhuang Yanbei realized belatedly... He was teased by Zhou Nanjun again just now.

He didn't react in time to tease him back!

What a failure!

He bit his lip in annoyance and returned to the room.

Because Zhuang Yanbei is not used to using the bathroom that others have just used, he used to be the first one to take a bath, but this time, he proposed to let Zhou Nanjun take a bath first.

"Let me wash first? Why? Don't you dislike taking a shower behind others?" Zhou Nanjun looked confused.

"...Anyway, you wash first." Of course, Zhuang Yanbei couldn't admit that he wanted to "trick" Zhou Nanjun in this way—before he insisted on taking a bath in front of Zhou Nanjun because he disliked the bathroom Zhou Nanjun used. And now that he is willing to let Zhou Nanjun wash first, it means that he no longer dislikes the bathroom Zhou Nanjun used, so it means that he no longer dislikes Zhou Nanjun...

But unfortunately, not everyone can get the inexplicable brain circuit of Zhuang Yanbei.

Naturally, Zhou Nanjun didn't get such a tactful "teasing" from Zhuang Yanbei. After shrugging his shoulders, he went to take a bath. He is not as particular about Zhuang Yanbei, and of course he doesn't mind the order of bathing like Zhuang Yanbei. It doesn't matter to him whether it's the first wash or the last wash.

While Zhou Nanjun was taking a bath, Zhuang Yanbei sat on the stool and took out his mobile phone to search the Internet for girls' strategies with a serious face.

Now that he intends to treat him in the same way, of course he can't wait passively, but should take the initiative to "tick" Zhou Nanjun, so that Zhou Nanjun can experience what it's like to be teased by someone of the same sex. Then stop in time.

Zhuang Yanbei looked through several strategies for flirting with girls, and found that many people said that playing the guitar is a magic skill for flirting with girls.

...A magic skill for flirting with girls?

So when Zhou Nanjun came out of the shower, he saw Zhuang Yanbei playing the guitar again.

Seeing Zhou Nanjun coming out, Zhuang Yanbei looked up and found that Zhou Nanjun was actually wearing clothes this time.

"Are you dressed?"

"It's not like I don't wear clothes every time I take a shower." Zhou Nanjun wiped his hair with a towel, and raised his eyebrows at Zhuang Yanbei, flirting habitually, "Why, you seem a little disappointed?"

Zhuang Yanbei subconsciously wanted to deny it, but when he thought about his counterattack plan, he immediately reined in the precipice, not only did not deny it, but nodded his head: "A little bit."

Zhou Nanjun was already mentally prepared to be snorted by Zhuang Yanbei, but when he heard Zhuang Yanbei's words, he choked and couldn't continue.

Zhuang Yanbei, why does your painting style seem a bit wrong today?

Zhuang Yanbei, how could you not follow the script?It's so cold and arrogant!

Seeing Zhou Nanjun's speechless expression, Zhuang Yanbei suddenly felt relieved, as if letting out a long-suppressed malice. He had been molested by Zhou Nanjun so many times before, and he was already depressed. A normal How could a straight man like the teasing and molesting of the same sex...so he wants to go back after all the molesting!

At this moment, Zhuang Yanbei didn't realize that there was something wrong with his brain circuit.

However, Zhou Nanjun was only surprised for a few seconds, and soon returned to normal. He didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and continued to brush his hair.

Zhuang Yanbei put away the guitar, and looked at Zhou Nanjun who was drying his hair: "There is a hair dryer in the bathroom, let me dry your hair for you."

The Raiders for Seduction says that blowing a girl's hair is a very suave skill for flirting with her.

The moment when you insert your fingertips into the girl's hair is the moment when the girl's heart is most easily moved.

Zhou Nanjun blinked, almost thinking that he had heard wrong.

Zhuang Yanbei actually offered to blow his hair?

Blow your hair?

That Zhuang Yanbei?

... He must be hallucinating!

Seeing that Zhou Nanjun didn't answer, Zhuang Yanbei turned around and went into the bathroom, and soon came out with a hair dryer.

"and many more……"

Zhou Nanjun was really shocked. He stared blankly at the hair dryer in Zhuang Yanbei's hand: "What are you going to do?"

"Blow your hair for you." Zhuang Yanbei's face seemed to be taken for granted, as if to say—"It's so obvious that you still have to ask?"

"Wait, wait," Zhou Nanjun was so surprised that he almost bit his tongue, "Blow my hair? You? You blow my hair?"

Zhuang Yanbei's style of painting today is really wrong!

Zhuang Yanbei nodded, looking at Zhou Nanjun's expression, he reluctantly added an explanation: "It's so late, it's hard to dry your hair, and your hair is still so long, go to bed if you don't dry it, be careful to get a headache tomorrow .”

This is not the reason for you to suddenly change your painting style!

The corner of Zhou Nanjun's mouth twitched. Of course he didn't dare to ask Zhuang Yanbei to blow-dry his hair. He quickly reached out to pick up the hair dryer in Zhuang Yanbei's hand: "No, I'll do it myself. I'm too much trouble for you."

"No trouble." Zhuang Yanbei didn't intend to let go at all. Instead, he went straight to the head of the bed, plugged in the power, and then pushed Zhou Nanjun to sit on the edge of the bed. "Let me help you."

"It's really unnecessary," Zhou Nanjun wanted to stand up, but Zhuang Yanbei pushed him back the next moment. He finally couldn't help but twitch his mouth, "What on earth do you want?" What happened to Zhuang Yanbei tonight?Did you take the wrong medicine?

"I just want to help you dry your hair." Zhuang Yanbei just finished speaking, and the sound of the hair dryer rang.

Zhou Nanjun's resistance was futile, so he could only be forced to accept Zhuang Yanbei's "service". When Zhuang Yanbei's fingertips slowly inserted into his hair, he couldn't help but froze slightly, but Zhuang Yanbei continued His movements were very gentle, and he couldn't find any reason to reject Zhuang Yanbei, such as being too strong or too rough.

Zhuang Yanbei's action of blowing Zhou Nanjun's hair was unexpectedly careful. He neither scratched Zhou Nanjun's scalp too hard, nor stayed in one place for too long to burn Zhou Nanjun.

Zhou Nanjun gradually got used to Zhuang Yanbei's service, he relaxed, and even teased Zhuang Yanbei: "I didn't expect you to be quite skilled in blowing people's hair. Do you often do this kind of thing?"

Zhuang Yanbei hummed: "I used to blow-dry my mother's hair."

"You are quite filial..."

"You don't seem to be used to others blowing your hair? It's so long."

Zhuang Yanbei asked Zhou Nanjun back.

Zhou Nanjun blinked: "Well, I don't like people touching my head..."

Zhuang Yanbei paused: "Then why did you let me touch it?"

"I rejected you just now, did you listen to me?"

Zhou Nanjun snorted, and he muttered: "Except for my parents and the barber, no one has ever touched my head."

"...Could it be that Xie Yaochen didn't blow your hair?"

"Xie Yaochen? What's his business?" Zhou Nanjun wondered, but he still shook his head.

"So... I'm the first?"

"Yeah, why, are you happy?"

"is a bit."

Zhou Nanjun suddenly didn't know how to answer the conversation.

He couldn't help but grieve.

Zhuang Yanbei, you have changed!You were not like this before!You used to be straight!