I bent after frying CP with my nemesis

When Kong Xia was tossing and turning on the bed, Cheng Langqiu's sentence "I think the scale can be bigger" was still in his mind.

She originally wanted to give Cheng Langqiu a disgrace, she gave Cheng Langqiu a wall, and Cheng Langqiu gave her a chin pick in return, it's fair, isn't it?

How did things get like this?

Kong Xia didn't know what happened at that time, but only remembered that when she came to her senses, she had already stepped back several steps and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Cheng Langqiu in horror.

She imagined that scene for a while, and felt like a female college student who was forcibly taken up the mountain by the bandit leader. There were only two paths in front of her, either humiliatingly accepting the fate of becoming Mrs. Yazhai, or...

Accept with joy?

Is Cheng Langqiu good at flirting?Kong Xia didn't know.Cheng Langqiu's actions are standard in romance novels. There are a lot of greasy male protagonists like this in idol dramas. Before, Kong Xia never paid attention to him. Why this time...

At that time, Cheng Langqiu stared at her reaction for a long time without saying a word, presumably she was also speechless by Kong Xia, she raised her eyebrows: "Aren't you a straight girl, you can't take a joke like this?"

At that time, Kong Xia quickly said: "It can be done, of course it can be done, what am I afraid of, hahaha."

"Yeah, yes," Cheng Langqiu pursed his lips and smiled, not looking aggressive at all, as if everything before was Kong Xia's illusion, "It's normal for girls to be a little closer, even if they go to the bathroom hand in hand. Who would want to be crooked?"

"Yes!" Kong Xia nodded vigorously, "Who would want to be wrong? Unless that person is not right in the first place!"

Cheng Langqiu took a meaningful look at Kong Xia, turned around and walked into the bathroom. In a blink of an eye, there was the sound of splashing water. Kong Xia sat on the bed and twisted uncomfortably. The scent is stronger.

It should be the smell of her shampoo or shower gel. Girls are all pickled by various chemicals.

After Cheng Langqiu came out of the bathroom, the two of them didn't say a word, Kong Xia took her toiletry bag and rushed into the bathroom, she closed the door and turned on the ventilation fan, and waited for the damp and sweet smell in the bathroom to dissipate before clearing her mind. He took off his clothes reluctantly and turned on the shower.

After taking a shower, Cheng Langqiu had already dried her hair and went to bed. She leaned against the head of the bed with a book on her lap.

She was actually reading a book!Does anyone still read paper books these days?

Kong Xia felt a toothache when she saw Cheng Langqiu's behavior, not because she thought Cheng Langqiu was pretending, but because she knew that Cheng Langqiu didn't pretend, and everyone pretended she didn't pretend, she was from such a scholarly family He looked like he was out of tune with everyone else.

When I was in the training camp, Kong Xia also followed the crowd and put two books in her carry-on luggage. I heard that Xueba’s character design is more fashionable, but Kong Xia didn’t even open those two books. She also wanted to understand, she was not a person who loved reading, why did she have to set up a fake persona?

Later, Kong Xia's fans could see clearly that her cooking had been devoted to dance practice for a long time, and that she could at most achieve the first two of the three.Two would be nice, what bike do you need?

Kong Xia thought of her clumsy maintenance of the persona at the beginning, and felt it was funny, Kong Xia used the journey from the bathroom to the bed to calm her mood.

Cheng Langqiu ignored Kong Xia, which made Kong Xia feel at ease. She was wearing a knee-length nightdress, with a dry hair towel wrapped around her head. Cheng Langqiu climbed onto his bed.

If it was the past, even if there were only Kong Xia and Cheng Langqiu left in the practice room, Kong Xia could still not say a word to Cheng Langqiu with peace of mind, but it seems inappropriate now, Kong Xia thinks that he should Taking the initiative to adapt to business life, she tentatively asked Cheng Langqiu: "What are you looking at?"

Cheng Langqiu raised his head, looked at Kong Xia peacefully, and replied, "Have you read Yeats' poetry collection?"

Kong Xia didn't know who Yeats was, but when she heard the collection of poems, she knew it was not a fun thing. She shook her head vigorously, as if she was caught off guard by an innocent girl who was brought to the wine table, for fear of being forced to stuff something messy if she didn't pay attention. thing.

Kong Xia's reaction didn't seem to be what Cheng Langqiu expected. She smiled slightly, shook her head, and said softly as if answering a question, "Of course you haven't seen it."

Kong Xia felt as if she had been ridiculed by Cheng Langqiu again, but she had no proof.

This woman, Cheng Langqiu, made her so hard that she was still in the mood to read poetry, and she even made fun of herself!

Until Cheng Langqiu turned off the lights and lay down on his back, Kong Xia didn't swallow his breath.

Kong Xia was tossing and turning on the bed, the curtains seemed to be a little not drawn properly, the bright moonlight came in through the gap, and cast a bright streak on Kong Xia's air-conditioning quilt.

Kong Xia sat up suddenly, the single bed creaked, and Cheng Langqiu turned his back to Kong Xia, as if he was dissatisfied with being woken up from a half-dream.

Cheng Langqiu's nasal voice rang out in the silent night: "Don't make trouble, go to sleep."

Kong Xia suddenly died down, she muttered: "I'm going to sleep now", then turned over and got out of bed, closed the curtains, returned to the bed and pulled the air conditioner up to her neck, and suddenly lost consciousness at some point.

On the other side of a narrow aisle, Cheng Langqiu opened his eyes, let go of the quilt in his palm, smoothed the wrinkles, and exhaled slowly and carefully.

The result of tossing around for half the night was that Kong Xia woke up the next day staring at the freshly baked dark circles under her eyes. She hid in the bathroom and covered it with concealer for a long time. When she turned her head, she saw that Cheng Langqiu's eyes were also a little blue.

Kong Xia was taken aback, and asked: "Cheng Langqiu, why do you have dark circles too? Did you not sleep well last night?"

Cheng Langqiu covered her mouth with her hand and coughed lightly, as if a little embarrassed, she said: "I didn't sleep well, I will accept the bed."

"Admit the bed, it's not good," Kong Xia pretended to be very worried: "The artist is a job with no fixed place, what can you do if you change places and can't sleep well?"

Cheng Langqiu came to the sink and splashed a handful of water on his face, as if he just woke up.

She glanced at Kong Xia, and reminded with a hoarse voice: "The drama is too much."

"You should care about me, not yin and yang."

Kong Xia twitched her lips, being exposed by Cheng Langqiu.

After Cheng Langqiu washed his face, he smeared it on his face for a long time. Kong Xia stood at the door and watched, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

When Cheng Langqiu packed herself up and walked in front of Kong Xia, she showed Kong Xia a perfect business-like smile, and said softly, "Call me Qiuqiu, don't forget."

Kong Xia: "..."

It's different from the first time yesterday when I misunderstood the name of Qiuqiu, and it's also different from the deliberate act when I crazily laughed at Cheng Langqiu's depravity last night. Now that the sky is bright and bright, Kong Xia is suddenly so nasty. Some can't speak out.

Cheng Langqiu just looked at Kong Xia like this, as if she wouldn't go out unless she heard something she wanted to hear. Seeing that the camera was about to come, Kong Xia closed his eyes like a strong man sacrificed his life, and murmured: "Qiuqiu..."

"Well, Xiao Xia is really good." Cheng Langqiu smiled.

Kong Xia felt that she was a head short in front of Cheng Langqiu for no reason, and she began to wonder if she had become a bandit on a whim.

However, Kong Xia didn't have time to think about it carefully. The people from the program team had already walked up to the second floor, and the guests next door also walked out of the room at this time, and both sides said good morning to each other.

"Did you sleep well?" Liu Congyang asked.

"Very good." Kong Xia gritted his teeth.

After a hasty breakfast, the group began a day of being manipulated by the program group.

Coming to such an original ecological small mountain village, the first task of the guests is to help the villagers here complete their daily farm work.In fact, everyone knows that the villagers don't really need their pampered stars to work, it's just that the audience likes to watch the stars make jokes in such activities, and they can also use their influence to help this group. Xiaoshan Village advertises to the outside world.

No one stipulates how well the guests must do their work, maybe even the guests think so.

Except Kong Xia.

This morning's task is very simple. It is to help Grandma Wang on the slope catch the hehua fish in the rice field. Grandma will marinate these fish and eat them slowly with rice.

The hehua fish are different from the big fish that Kong Xia made for everyone last night. They are small crucian carp a few inches long, swimming around in the water-filled rice fields, so flexible that it makes people collapse.

The program team thoughtfully prepared waterproof overalls and a net bag for catching fish for the guests. Liu Congyang put the net bag on his back, patted his chest and said, "It's on me."

It was not yet nine o'clock, and the scorching sun hadn't risen to the top of the head, and there was an occasional cool breeze on the country road, stirring up the leaves and shaking them.

Kong Xia went out with the bucket, followed by Cheng Langqiu, the oversized overalls made her as slender as a reed, and there was no trace of dullness on her fair face.

Cheng Langqiu's lips were pale, and he looked as if his blood was blocked. Kong Xia had already walked a few steps, but suddenly put down the bucket and sighed heavily.

She buttoned the fisherman's hat that Cheng Langqiu was carrying on her back, and her delicate face and neck were hidden under the shadow of the brim of the hat in an instant, looking more at ease.

"Don't take it off when it gets hot later, don't worry about messy hairstyle, don't get sunburned." Kong Xia whispered to Cheng Langqiu with the camera behind her back.

She was really skeptical, could Cheng Langqiu, a lady like Cheng Langqiu, who was so untouchable at first glance, really be able to work under the scorching sun?

"Worried about me?" Cheng Langqiu asked in a low voice.

"No," Kong Xia looked at the camera, and didn't know if their small voices could be accepted, but she still had to explain clearly: "I'm not worried about you, I'm just pure kindness. I understand ?”

Cheng Langqiu suppressed a smile and nodded, indicating that he understood.

The path in the field was very narrow, and it was almost impossible for two people to pass side by side. Cheng Langqiu deliberately paused for a moment, letting Kong Xia walk in front of him.

Her gaze was not fixed on a particular point, and she casually let Kong Xia appear in front of her eyes. For a moment, she actually hoped that the road would be longer, preferably without end.