On the correct way to do fake dramas

Zhou Nanjun originally thought that he would not be interested in the video of two male goblins fighting, and would even be a little disgusted, but after watching it for a while, he found that he was not as disgusted as he imagined.

He was a little uncomfortable at first, but soon, he got used to it, or calmed down.

Not only was he very calm, but he was even able to comment: "Tsk tsk, this little shou is too thin, those small arms and legs can be broken if you look at them, and that little Gong broke his legs so hard, don't be afraid Break people apart."

"It's really too thin," Lin Ze'an also complained, "That dry figure must not feel good in the hand, the bones are almost sticking out, it's painful to look at, how can that little Gong be so happy?"

Zhou Nanjun stroked his chin and said, "That little shou also seems to be having a good time, maybe it's just pretending?"

"Being hit by such a thick thing...cough cough, it must be painful, how can it be good? It feels like being stabbed by a baseball bat..."

"Stop talking, I almost have a picture!"

Zhou Nanjun and Lin Ze'an started complaining one after another, complaining and complaining, Zhou Nanjun subconsciously looked at Xie Yaochen, trying to find resonance as before, but Xie Yaochen stared at the computer screen without saying a word.

Zhou Nanjun turned his head and stared at Xie Yaochen for several seconds, but this time Xie Yaochen didn't notice his gaze immediately and then turned his head like before, he waited for a while, but Xie Yaochen still didn't turn his head, he couldn't help touching I touched my nose, a little puzzled.

This is the first time that he and Xie Yaochen have lost the ability to communicate with each other.

Zhou Nanjun turned his head to look at Zhuang Yanbei on the other side. Zhuang Yanbei's face was completely red, from his head to his neck, as if he was about to explode in the next moment, but his eyes were still fixed on the computer screen. .

Thinking that Zhuang Yanbei was underage, Zhou Nanjun suddenly felt that Lin Zean was teaching the minors badly, so he stretched out his hand silently and covered Zhuang Yanbei's eyes.

Zhuang Yanbei was obviously taken aback by the hand that fell from the sky. He froze for a moment, and subconsciously reached out to grab Zhou Nanjun's hand, but after realizing that it was Zhou Nanjun's hand, he stopped moving, but his hand Still holding Zhou Nanjun's hand.

"Shh, children don't watch it, they will learn bad things."

Zhou Nanjun covered Zhuang Yanbei's eyes, and whispered in Zhuang Yanbei's ear.

After Zhuang Yanbei's eyes were covered, his vision was limited, but his other senses were magnified. He could clearly feel Zhou Nanjun's warm palm covering his eyes, and he could clearly feel Zhou Nanjun's presence next to his ear. The slightly warm breath when he chuckled and spoke... Zhou Nanjun could cover his eyes but not his ears. The slight sound of air current mixed with the ambiguous sound from the computer made him unable to bear it all over his body. It trembled, as if an invisible hand had grabbed his heart gently, and it was itchy and numb.

Zhou Nanjun still wanted to tease Zhuang Yanbei twice, who knew that at the next moment, Zhuang Yanbei suddenly broke away from his hand in a big reaction, and then stood up all of a sudden.

Zhuang Yanbei's fierce reaction instantly attracted the attention of everyone else, including Zhou Nanjun, everyone looked at Zhuang Yanbei. Before Zhou Nanjun could react, Yin Jiahou was the first to ask, "What's the matter?" gone?"

Zhuang Yanbei pursed her lips: "No...it's nothing."

"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Nanjun realized belatedly, did he accidentally make Zhuang Yanbei angry just now?

"It's nothing."

Zhuang Yanbei lowered his eyelids, his long eyelashes fluttered wildly, as if flustered.

"I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do... I'm going back first."

After speaking, he turned and left without waiting for the others to respond.

The door of the room opened and closed, and after Zhuang Yanbei left, there were only five people left in the room.

Seeing that Zhuang Yanbei was leaving, Yin Jiahou also stood up, and said casually, "I also remembered that I still have something to do, so I'm leaving too."

Then he left too.

There were only four people left in the room.

Zhou Nanjun and Lin Ze'an looked at each other.

"What did you do just now? Did you take advantage of the chaos to attack Zhuang Yanbei?" Lin Ze'an looked at Zhou Nanjun suspiciously, "Tsk tsk, I can't tell, you are that kind of person."

"Hehe," Zhou Nanjun rolled his eyes, "Don't worry, I don't have your hobby. He must have been intimidated by your film. When it comes up, it's so heavy, it scares people's pure heart."

"Where is the strong taste? This one is already considered refreshing, and there are more strong flavors that I didn't put in!"

"Oh? There are stronger flavors? What kind? Let's have a look." Zhou Nanjun was quite interested.

"I'm afraid I'll scare you if I say it!" Lin Ze'an said proudly.

Luo Ruiming yawned and stood up: "I'm going to take a shower first."

With that said, he turned and went into the bathroom.

There were only three people left in the room.

Lin Ze'an looked at Xie Yaochen: "How is it? Do you want to watch it with us?"

Xie Yaochen glanced at Zhou Nanjun and smiled: "Since he wants to watch it, I'll watch it with him."

Zhou Nanjun chuckled: "Good buddy."

"Then the three of us will watch together! Let's go!"

Zhuang Yanbei hurried back to the room.

After closing the door, he leaned against the door of the room and closed his eyes panting.

just now... just now...

He actually...

Almost had a reaction.

When the man covered his eyes with his hands, leaned into his ear and chuckled and talked...

As a teenager in adolescence, impulses always come quickly and suddenly. Sometimes a little stimulation makes him impulsive, but he has never tried to be so overwhelmed like this time, even if it is the first time to relieve himself, The first wet dream, he had never tried to be so flustered.

Overwhelmed.

Zhuang Yanbei felt like he was standing on the edge of a cliff at this moment, and one step forward would lead to an abyss.

However, there is a deadly temptation in that abyss, constantly tempting him to move forward.

Go forward, if you don't go forward, how do you know what's under there?

……

The man's chuckle was still in his ears, and the warmth of that man's palm seemed to remain on his face.

He was in a daze for a moment, couldn't help stretching out his hand, and poked down...

However, at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Zhuang Yanbei recovered from his trance all at once, and when he realized what he was going to do last second, he was stunned.

He lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and unnaturally reached out and pulled the corner of his jacket.

The knock on the door didn't stop, he took a deep breath, and then turned to open the door: "...Didn't you bring your room card?"

After the door was fully opened, Zhuang Yanbei was taken aback for a moment, it turned out that the person outside the door was not the person he imagined.

Yin Jiahou twitched the corner of his mouth towards Zhuang Yanbei, and forced out a smile: "I have something to tell you."

"What?" Zhuang Yanbei frowned slightly.

"May I go in and talk?" Yin Jiahou smiled helplessly.

Zhuang Yanbei paused, then took a step back: "Come in."

"Are you disappointed?" Yin Jiahou asked suddenly.

Zhuang Yanbei frowned: "What?"

"I'm not Zhou Nanjun, are you disappointed?" Yin Jiahou shrugged.

Zhuang Yanbei pursed her lips: "Of course you are not him."

"Yes, I'm not him." Yin Jiahou lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, "I am Yin Jiahou, and he is Zhou Nanjun."

Zhou Nanjun sneezed suddenly.

"Have you caught a cold?" Xie Yaochen asked.

"No," Zhou Nanjun rubbed his nose, "I guess someone is missing me, I'm so handsome after all."

Xie Yaochen smiled: "It's rainy these days, be careful of catching a cold."

"Got it," Zhou Nanjun nodded. He looked at the time and stood up. "It's late, I have to go back, and I have to film tomorrow."

"I'll take you back." Xie Yaochen followed suit and stood up.

Xie Yaochen sent Zhou Nanjun to the door of the room. Just as Zhou Nanjun took out his room card and was about to open the door, Xie Yaochen suddenly called out and stopped Zhou Nanjun.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Nanjun stopped in doubt.

"You and Zhuang Yanbei..."

"Me and him? What's wrong?"

Xie Yaochen was silent for a while, then smiled: "...Forget it, it's nothing."

Zhou Nanjun was confused and was about to ask, but the next moment, the door of the room was opened from the inside.

Yin Jiahou came out, Zhou Nanjun happened to meet his gloomy expression, and was stunned for a moment.

Seeing Zhou Nanjun outside the door, Yin Jiahou was also taken aback for a moment. After realizing it, he gave Zhou Nanjun a cold look, then turned and left without saying a word.

"What's going on? It's inexplicable."

Zhou Nanjun was a little puzzled.

"Leave him alone," Xie Yaochen glanced at Yin Jiahou's back, turned his head and smiled gently at Zhou Nanjun, "Come on tomorrow."

Zhou Nanjun nodded: "Okay."

After Zhou Nanjun returned to the room, he saw Zhuang Yanbei sitting on the bed with a dazed expression.

So he walked over, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Zhuang Yanbei.

Zhuang Yanbei stayed for a while, then came back to his senses, and looked up at Zhou Nanjun with a dazed expression.

Zhou Nanjun raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Zhuang Yanbei was silent for a while, then pursed her lips: "It's nothing."

"Let me guess," Zhou Nanjun felt that Zhuang Yanbei's mood was wrong, and deliberately teased him, "So restless... Could it be that someone confessed to you just now?"

Zhuang Yanbei lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling: "Don't talk nonsense."

"It seems that I guessed it right?" Zhou Nanjun was taken aback, "Could it be that Marquis Yin Jia finally couldn't hold back and confessed to you?"

Zhuang Yanbei didn't say a word. After a long silence, he finally spoke: "How...how did you know?"

The corner of Zhou Nanjun's mouth twitched: "He really confessed to you? So he really likes you..."

Zhuang Yanbei frowned: "You already knew?"

"I guess," Zhou Nanjun shrugged, "after all, he treats you...not like an ordinary friend."

Zhuang Yanbei frowned.

Zhou Nanjun stretched out his hand and patted Zhuang Yanbei's shoulder. He didn't know what to say, he could only comfort him. If he changed places and was suddenly confessed to by a same-sex friend he had known for many years, he would definitely lose his mind.

Zhuang Yanbei was in a daze for a moment: "It turns out that men...do they like men too?"

"Pfft," Zhou Nanjun twitched the corner of his mouth immediately, "I dare you to worry about this? What era is it now? What's so strange about men liking men? Aren't you just filming danmei dramas?"

"No..." Zhuang Yanbei frowned slightly, "I mean..."

"Then what do you mean?" Zhou Nanjun raised his eyebrows.

Zhuang Yanbei was silent for a while before turning her head away: "...I don't know."