On the correct way to do fake dramas

Zhou Nanjun blinked: "Xie Yaochen."

Besides Xie Yaochen, who else could there be?

Zhuang Yanbei immediately showed a relieved expression, but soon he frowned again: "Are you watching a movie with him? Just the two of you, no one else?"

Zhou Nanjun nodded: "Yes."

Zhuang Yanbei frowned and asked, "Why do you want to watch a movie with him?"

Zhou Nanjun touched his nose: "Do you need any special reason for two people to watch a movie together?"

What's wrong with Zhuang Yanbei's tone of catching rape?It made him inexplicably a little guilty.

Zhuang Yanbei pursed her lips and thought for a while, probably also felt that it was normal for friends to watch a movie together, and there was really no reason to be critical, so she could only turn to warn: "In the future, you are not allowed to go to the movies with the two of them."

Zhou Nanjun wanted to refute why, but when he thought about his current relationship with Xie Yaochen, he couldn't help but sighed: "It's not sure whether he wants to see me now." Now Xie Yaochen simply avoids him.

"He'd better not come to see you for the rest of his life." Zhuang Yanbei snorted softly.

Zhou Nanjun glanced at Zhuang Yanbei speechlessly: "Are you a kindergarten kid? You're so childish."

Zhuang Yanbei pursed her lips and snorted.

The movie started, Zhou Nanjun glared at Zhuang Yanbei, sat up straight, and began to watch the movie seriously.

The movie was quite exciting, and he was quickly attracted by the plot. Seeing the tense place, he couldn't help reaching into the popcorn bucket, intending to eat a few popcorns to calm down, but the next moment, his hand Another hand was touched.

He looked up subconsciously. The other hand was naturally Zhuang Yanbei's. The two looked at each other. Under the dim light of the movie theater, Zhuang Yanbei's ears seemed to be red. The next second, he quickly put his hand away. go back.

Zhou Nanjun raised his eyebrows. On the surface, he calmly took out a few popcorns from the popcorn bucket and stuffed them into his mouth. In fact, his heart jumped a few times. I'm absent-minded.

After Zhuang Yanbei withdrew his hand, he kept peeking at Zhou Nanjun's profile from the corner of his eye. After staring for a while, he seemed to have finally made up his mind.

Zhou Nanjun tried his best to turn his attention back to the movie, but when he almost succeeded, a hand was suddenly placed on his thigh.

The palm of that hand was very warm, even through a layer of pants, he felt a burst of warmth.

He silently looked up that hand, and then saw Zhuang Yanbei's side face as if nothing had happened.

Zhuang Yanbei's eyes were fixed on the screen, as if the hand on Zhou Nanjun's thigh was not his, but his reddish ears revealed his mental activities at this moment.

The corner of Zhou Nanjun's mouth twitched, and then he silently took Zhuang Yanbei's hand away.

However, in the next second, the hand quietly returned to its original place.

Zhou Nanjun took that hand away again with a blank expression.

In the next second, the hand returned to its original place as if nothing had happened.

Zhou Nanjun: "..."

Soon, that hand began to get worse, not only dishonestly placed on Zhou Nanjun's thigh, but even wandered around with malicious intentions.

Zhou Nanjun held down that dishonest hand, while raising his head and glaring at Zhuang Yanbei.

He couldn't believe it, how could Zhuang Yanbei play a hooligan with such an innocent expression?

After Zhou Nanjun held down Zhuang Yanbei's paw, Zhuang Yanbei really calmed down for a few minutes, but soon, Zhuang Yanbei became restless again. He turned his hand under Zhou Nanjun's hand, and then used his index finger to Gently picked Zhou Nanjun's palm.

Zhou Nanjun trembled slightly, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but Zhuang Yanbei grabbed his hand quickly.

Zhuang Yanbei grabbed Zhou Nanjun's hand, and then slowly squeezed his fingers between Zhou Nanjun's fingers. Zhou Nanjun wanted to hide several times, but Zhuang Yanbei would not let go, and firmly held the All fingers were squeezed between Zhou Nanjun's fingers, interlocking with Zhou Nanjun's fingers.

Zhou Nanjun turned his head and glared at Zhuang Yanbei, then lowered his voice: "What are you doing?"

He tried to pull his hand out of Zhuang Yanbei's hand while talking, but Zhuang Yanbei held his hand even tighter, and snorted: "You just said, you can hold hands if you're not on the street."

Zhou Nanjun wanted to shake off Zhuang Yanbei's hand, but Zhuang Yanbei's strength was much stronger than him, and he was very helpless: "I never said that."

"Aren't we dating now? Can it be called a date without holding hands?"

Zhou Nanjun remembered his mobile phone again, so he had no choice but to obey.

The two of them clasped their fingers so tightly that Zhou Nanjun seemed to feel the heat from the place where their skins touched, which was the temperature of Zhuang Yanbei's palm.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhuang Yanbei's upturned mouth. For some reason, his mood suddenly changed for no reason.

However, because he was holding hands with Zhuang Yanbei, Zhou Nanjun couldn't focus on the movie anymore. His attention was almost all on the hands intertwined with Zhuang Yanbei, although he knew he wouldn't. Someone noticed the last row where they were, but he was still wary of being spotted.

While Zhou Nanjun was worried that others would find out that the two men were holding hands, he was also worried that Zhuang Yanbei, who was sitting next to him, would hear his heart beating too fast.

But soon, he found that Zhuang Yanbei's hand intertwined with his fingers started to sweat.

He sneaked a glance at Zhuang Yanbei's side face, and found that Zhuang Yanbei's ears were red again.

He couldn't help lowering his head and secretly laughing.

It wasn't until the end of the movie that Zhuang Yanbei reluctantly let go of Zhou Nanjun's hand, and he put on the sunglasses and mask again.

"Is the movie good?" Zhuang Yanbei asked Zhou Nanjun after walking out of the cinema.

Zhou Nanjun didn't watch the second half of the movie at all, but he still laughed dryly: "It's okay, what do you think?"

"I didn't watch the movie," Zhuang Yanbei said frankly, "I just watched you."

"Ahem, where are we going next?" Zhou Nanjun turned his face away, avoiding Zhuang Yanbei's gaze under the sunglasses.

"Let's go eat."

Zhuang Yanbei laughed.

In order to avoid the crowd, the two found a remote restaurant with few people.

After sitting down, Zhou Nanjun found that this seemed to be the restaurant he and Zhuang Yanbei visited last time.

"It's really strange that there are so few customers here and it hasn't closed down yet." He clicked his tongue twice.

Because there was almost no one else in the restaurant except them, Zhuang Yanbei boldly took off his mask and sunglasses.

After he took off his sunglasses, he rested his chin in one hand and stared at Zhou Nanjun's face openly.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Nanjun reached out and touched his face, but there was nothing.

"Look at you, you look good." Zhuang Yanbei raised the corners of her lips, and two dimples appeared in her smile.

Zhou Nanjun twitched the corner of his mouth: "I know I'm good-looking, but if you keep staring at me like this, even I would feel embarrassed."

Listening to Zhou Nanjun's words, Zhuang Yanbei smiled happily.

Zhou Nanjun saw that the time was almost up, so he went straight to the point: "I played with you all day today, should you return the phone to me?"

Zhuang Yanbei stared at Zhou Nanjun for a while, then he pursed his lips and asked, "Are you going on a date with me today to get your phone back?"

Zhou Nanjun laughed dryly: "Otherwise, why am I?"

"Because you like me."

"No." Zhou Nanjun immediately denied.

"You...don't like me at all?" Zhuang Yanbei stared closely at Zhou Nanjun's eyes.

Zhou Nanjun blinked: "To be honest, it hurts my feelings..."

"Really not even a little bit?" Zhuang Yanbei showed a hurt expression, like an abandoned puppy.

Zhou Nanjun couldn't stand this kind of eyes the most, his eyes drifted for a while: "Okay, a little..."

Zhuang Yanbei suddenly showed two small canine teeth: "I knew you liked me!"

While talking, he hugged Zhou Nanjun across the small half of the table, and said in Zhou Nanjun's ear, "Let's be together!"

Zhou Nanjun was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react and pushed Zhuang Yanbei away, but what he thought in his heart was: Wait, isn't this plot developing too fast?

Seeing Zhuang Yanbei's dimples and canine teeth showing at the same time, Zhou Nanjun finally calmed down at the last moment: "No, it's too soon."

"Where is it going?" Zhuang Yanbei paused, pouted a little bit aggrieved.

"We've only known each other for a short time, and...and you're still underage," Zhou Nanjun turned his face away, and pointed out silently, "You're a puppy love!"

Zhuang Yanbei was a little speechless: "I'm already seventeen, how can I be considered a puppy love, and what's wrong with puppy love? Isn't it normal?"

"... Anyway, no." Zhou Nanjun shook his head.

Zhuang Yanbei lowered her eyes and bit her lower lip: "You really don't like me."

"I used to imagine what my future daughter-in-law would be like, whether it would be a sexy beauty like Marilyn Monroe, or an elegant goddess like Audrey Hepburn. I had many kinds of imaginations, but never I never imagined that it would be a man, like me, a man with a handle," Zhou Nanjun smiled wryly, "I've been straight for almost 20 years, and suddenly bent for no reason, why don't you allow me to struggle?"

Zhuang Yanbei pursed her lips and said aggrievedly, "Before I met you, I was also a straight man."

"So we should all take a step back and think about it," Zhou Nanjun took a deep breath, and finally made up his mind and made a decision, "Well, I know you are now a senior in high school, and you are about to take the college entrance examination soon. During this time, let's carefully consider our relationship, if you still maintain your current thinking after the college entrance examination... let's be together."

Zhuang Yanbei's face drooped: "It's almost a year before my college entrance examination..."

"Can't you afford to wait for a year?" Zhou Nanjun raised his eyebrows.

"Of course not," Zhuang Yanbei changed his words immediately. He looked into Zhou Nanjun's eyes with burning eyes, "Okay, then it's settled. We will be together after my college entrance examination."

Zhou Nanjun looked into Zhuang Yanbei's eyes, and after a while, he turned his head away and cleared his throat: "Ahem, you don't have to show such a strong man's wrist-severing expression, and I didn't say that we can't meet until you take the college entrance examination. Contact can't be like today...dating..."

Zhuang Yanbei's eyes lit up immediately: "Really?"

His eyes are beautiful, shining like little stars.

Zhou Nanjun: "...um."

Zhuang Yanbei immediately hooked Zhou Nanjun's neck happily, as if he wanted to kiss him, but he stopped when he lowered his head halfway—he has a cold now, will he infect Zhou Nanjun?

Zhou Nanjun didn't think as much as Zhuang Yanbei did. Seeing that Zhuang Yanbei hadn't moved for a long time, he simply moved over, but of course he wasn't as bold as Zhuang Yanbei, he just quickly touched Zhuang Yanbei's lips lightly. For a moment, then quickly withdrew.

Seeing Zhou Nanjun sitting in the same place as if nothing had happened, pretending that nothing happened just now, Zhuang Yanbei smiled with the corners of his lips curled up, his dimples were so sweet.

"Your face is red."

"...Your face is also red."