pretend crush

Since horizontal hugging is not enough, there is only another way.

The first thing Zhou Qiu thought of was his back, so he went to the sofa and squatted down, tried to pull Meng Ziqin's hands a few times, trying to wrap them around his neck.

But tried many times, all failed.

How could Meng Ziqin make him successful?

After he felt that Zhou Qiu wanted to betray his thoughts, he started to make trouble. As long as Zhou Qiu pulled his hand, he would pretend to be powerless and slide down.

You think you've hung my hands around my neck tightly, no, I'll pretend to be unsteady and suddenly fall over.

It is absolutely impossible to lift him up!I will press down calmly, as long as you loosen your strength a little, I will immediately fall on the sofa.

Hmph, today you still have to carry me back.

It must be this pose!

Mencius closed his eyes, and after Zhou Qiu failed to pull him up again, he stood in front of the sofa and was suddenly full of doubts about himself.

There was no way he could bring the drunk Meng Ziqin home alone!

Meng Ziqin, who was so drunk, seemed to be more difficult than ever. It seemed that he really needed to strengthen his training.

Zhou Qiu took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Zhao Chengshan: Help me invite the former fitness trainer back.

He put away his mobile phone and beckoned the waiter to come over to help.

The first waiter he saw was tall and thin. When Zhou Qiu saw him coming, he waved his hand and let him go. The second one came was the security guard. Zhou Qiu nodded with satisfaction, and pointed to Meng Ziqin on the sofa: "Help me, please help me take him back to the hotel."

Mencius lying on the sofa pretending to be drunk:? ? ?

Sure enough, the security guard got it wrong. As soon as he came up, he picked up Meng Ziqin, lifted and tossed it, and carried it on his shoulder.

Meng Ziqin thought it was Zhou Qiu who came up, and his heart was jumping for joy, reminding the handbook: You quickly say that I have passed the mission, so that I can get down, and brother Qiu can't really let me carry me back, how many people are there along the way.

Manual: Logically speaking, this is the case, but the premise is that you have really completed the task.

Mencius:? ? ?

Manual: Open your eyes and see for yourself.

Meng Ziqin squinted a slit and saw Zhou Qiu's shoes today, but the position of the shoes... Unless his upper body and lower body were separated, it was impossible for him to be the one carrying him!

Mencius hung upside down on the security guard's shoulders, feeling a surge of despair in his heart.

The security guard took him a few steps, and no matter what Meng Ziqin tried to do, he couldn't disturb his mind.

Security: Satisfying customers is the purpose of our service!

In order to prevent the guest from falling, the security guard clasped his waist with great strength.

Meng Ziqin: How do you say that they are professional? It's just different.

In order to repeat the old trick, he is now slightly out of breath.

It's tiring!

Meng Ziqin: Hey, do we have to change the direction?

Manual: emmm...good luck.

Just when Meng Ziqin's brain was spinning rapidly, there was a turning point. Zhou Qiu actually stopped the security guard, and his voice rang clearly in Meng Ziqin's ear: "He seems a little uncomfortable to take him away like this. Let me do it. Hold it comfortably."

Meng Ziqin: (Groundhog screams.jpg) No, I am very comfortable in this position! ! !

From the moment Meng Ziqin was carried up by the security guards, Zhou Qiu was observing Meng Ziqin's state.

After all, this posture is too rare, what if the stomach of the drunk person can't stand it.

This just happened to make him realize that something was wrong, why Meng Ziqin's panting became short of breath.

No, no, no, this pose won't work.

So Zhou Qiu quickly stopped.

Following his idea, the security guard held Meng Ziqin by the waist and lifted him off his shoulders, and handed him into Zhou Qiu's arms.

Meng Ziqin: Good guy!It's the princess hug again!

Although I have to say, it is much more comfortable to walk this way.

But what about my task? !

Zhou Qiu has said this, so the possibility of him walking on his shoulders is very small.

Brother Security, you killed me!

Meng Ziqin flinched into Zhou Qiu's arms: "Brother Chou."

Zhou Qiu who felt Meng Ziqin's tricks:! ! !

My baby is so cute!

Zhou Qiu carried Meng Ziqin into the car all the way, and sat in the back seat with him.

There is no way, Mencius Qin can only find another way.

"Where are we?" He moved his head on Zhou Qiu's thigh, and said in a daze.

Zhou Qiu touched his ear and said, "Get in the car and go back to the hotel."

"Oh……"

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Zhou Qiu asked.

"No... no, no, no, no." Meng Ziqin quickly replied, there was still a long way to go from getting off the car to entering the hotel, he could do it!

"Did someone lift me up just now?" Meng Ziqin brought up the topic.

Zhou Qiu: "Yes, I asked the bar security to help, what's wrong?"

Meng Ziqin: "It's nothing, I just thought you were the one carrying me, and I still..."

To hit the enemy's heart directly!

Mencius Qin beckoned to Zhou Qiu, and Zhou Qiu bent down to listen to what he had to say: "I'm a little excited."

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Zhou Qiu's face immediately turned dark, and he could feel his burning jealousy until he got off the car.

Meng Ziqin: I won't get angry if I play like this.

Manual: All I can say is, take care, I'm ready to shut down.

Meng Ziqin: Oh, forget it, it’s okay to sacrifice yourself in order to complete the task.

Manual: ...I know even if the phone is turned off, you like it very much.

Meng Ziqin: ...although...

Why did you pick me up again? !

Meng Ziqin thought that he would get love if he was excited, so why did he still get hugged by the princess when he got out of the car?

Absolutely!

Zhou Qiu, you are dead!

Meng Ziqin felt like he was going to faint in his arms.

Zhou Qiu hugged Meng Ziqin all the way up the elevator, walked through the corridor, and arrived at the door of their room.

Zhou Qiu: "Can you stand by yourself?"

Good guy, his voice is so cold, and he still has to stand on his own.

Mencius felt aggrieved: You can't do that to Zhou Qiu!Wasn't it you who handed me over to the security?I didn't even see what he looked like.

"Yes." Mencius agreed, and Zhou Qiu let him go.

After being hugged by him for too long, now that he landed on the ground, he still felt a little uncomfortable.Mencius's feet softened, and he was about to hold on to the wall to stand firm, when suddenly his body flew into the air, and the world spun around for a while.

The moment his face was facing the carpet in the corridor of the hotel, Mencius almost cried out.

Meng Ziqin: I've been working so hard. It's finally finished.

Manual: ... Congratulations, you have completed the task of "being carried on the shoulders of your boyfriend".

Ohh Ohh ohh? ? ?

How did things start to go wrong again.

Zhou Qiu carried him into the room, slammed the door behind him, and threw him onto the bed without even turning on the light.

The hot body covered it.

"Who is comfortable carrying you?"

"Brother, woo woo... Brother is comfortable."

Meng Ziqin fully understood a truth on the swaying big bed: if you come out to mess around, you will have to pay it back sooner or later!

The weather on the island was fine and the temperature was relatively high, but when the two went out, only Zhou Qiu wore less clothes.

The reason... Meng Ziqin really didn't want to explain it at all.

Why do all the marks I left on you are on my back, but you like to gnaw on my neck the most.

While eating breakfast, Meng Ziqin touched his Adam's apple aggrievedly.

Zhou Qiu really likes this place very much, of course it is under the condition that his face cannot be chewed, otherwise his favorite must be the tear mole.

abnormal!

Mencius looked at Zhou Qiu resentfully.

Zhou Qiu: "Let's go to the beach to bask in the sun today."

Go fuck!

Meng Ziqin: "Okay."

manual:……

The first thing to do when getting ready to go outside is to put on sunscreen.

Zhou Qiu held the sunscreen in his hand and asked Meng Ziqin to sit on the stool in front of him.

Meng Ziqin had already wiped the part of his face, and Zhou Qiu wanted to help him wipe the nape of his neck.

The cold sunscreen felt a little sticky, and was wiped away by Zhou Qiu with his hands. The milky white sunscreen just happened to cover part of the marks on his neck.

Knowing that he didn't control his strength well before, Zhou Qiu apologized heartily: "I'm sorry, I will pay more attention next time."

Mencius bowed his head and did not speak.

Hmph, you have to reflect on yourself.

Handbook: ...How can you say that, I think you are the most... what when you are being gnawed by Zhou Qiu?

Mencius:? ?

Who said it was turned off?

Manual: I guessed, but I didn't expect it to be true. (Eat Melon.jpg)

Meng Ziqin: Very good, you have learned to fish now.

After putting on the sunscreen, Zhou Qiu took Meng Ziqin away. He rented a convertible on the island, and took him for a ride on the road around the island, and finally stopped by the beach.

"You sit and wait for me first, I'll do some shopping." Zhou Qiu ran away after finishing speaking.

Mencius put on his sunglasses and lay casually on the chair. After waiting for a while, Zhou Qiu came back with a plate of watermelon in his hand and put it on the small table.

"It's sweet, I've tasted it."

Zhou Qiu took a small piece and handed it to Meng Ziqin's mouth, and Meng Ziqin lowered his head and bit it.

"Yeah." He nodded while eating, a few drops of light red watermelon juice spilled from the corner of his mouth, and Zhou Qiu leaned over to shun him away.

"Actually, I've always wanted to ask you a question," Zhou Chou said, "From the French Film Festival to the time we got together, you were... a bit abnormal."

Meng Ziqin's hand holding the watermelon trembled slightly.

What should come will still come.

Manual: (shivering.jpg) Could it be that today is the time for my existence to be revealed?

Zhou Qiu: "Why?"

"Is... am I abnormal?" Meng Ziqin was dying.

"I don't know, I said these out of my own feelings." Through a layer of sunglasses, Zhou Qiu was observing Meng Ziqin's expression.

This cautious and nervous look... Am I right?

Zhou Qiu stood up and approached Meng Ziqin. When he took a step closer, Meng Ziqin pressed back a little, and finally Zhou Qiu held the back of the chair with both hands and hugged him into his arms.

"Qinqin."

Meng Ziqin somehow felt that Zhou Qiu's voice was trembling.

Yes, I know it's unbelievable, I just have a system, and it's this system that has been making me do some inexplicable tasks.

So after I tell you, can you trust me and cooperate with me a little later?

Many words of explanation rolled in Meng Ziqin's mind.

Meng Ziqin: "You, tell me."

"Crush me?"

Meng Ziqin's evasive eyes refocused on Zhou Qiu's face.

His heroic face seemed more suitable for such sunny weather.

"You, what did you say?"

"Crush me?"

"I, I pretended."

Meng Ziqin still bit the watermelon, he told the truth.

Zhou Qiu raised his eyebrows, approached with an unscrupulous smile, put his mouth on Meng Ziqin's lips in a naughty way, sucked it lightly, and made a small but seductive voice that only they could hear.

Meng Ziqin's whole body was on fire.

Zhou Qiu stepped back a little distance, and pointed to the corner of his lips: "Watermelon juice, it's leaking out."

The two people who were focusing on kissing at the beach didn't notice it. After more than ten minutes, a weibo of #周俗武子秦水melonkiss#, and a weibo of #江许晨时公共# climbed into the trending searches together.

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