Male god encounters scheming

Da is a natural hanger and he doesn’t pick a color. He looks good in everything. He is handsome in a white shirt, but he is cold and evil with a black coat. He insists on dressing up as an Armani, almost blinding Jia Kang’s dog. Eye.

What's more, no matter what Zhou Han looks like, Cen Mo, who is accompanied by a smiling face, is very understanding.Or the collision of ice and fire between two fresh and handsome men, or the pureness of an angel and the evil charm of a devil...the eyes of the two people looking at each other are all electrified.

The photographer's eyes lit up with excitement.

Originally, it was only the last subject in the line, but Jia Kang pulled him to the front to shoot several poses, and he and Cen Mo completed the shooting ahead of schedule.Although the simplest pure white color is still used in the end, the photographer also kept the group of photos with the black coat.

Regarding Zhou Han and Cen Mo's advance filming, Ai Li certainly had nothing to say.Fan Fan was coaxed by Zheng Lebin who was half asleep and half awake, but he didn't raise any objection.It's just that Di Xiaoguang, who has been silent all this time, has a faint resentment in his expression.

……

Although Zhou Han and Cen Mo finished filming, they did not leave early.Cen Mo helped the lighting teacher, and Zhou Han also took care of his juniors a little bit.In the end, the poster shooting was unusually smooth. It was supposed to take an overnight work, but it ended before twelve o'clock in the evening, and the quality was still very good.The photographer had a flash of inspiration, which added another hodgepodge to everyone.

But even though the plan was successfully completed ahead of schedule, a few students who had never tried high-intensity posing in front of the spotlight were still too tired to speak.Not to mention eating supper, if there is a bed on site, they will probably be able to fall asleep straight away.

The artists lamented that it is hard to be a star now, and after removing their makeup, they were escorted back by assistants and managers, and the rest of the students also said goodbye.

Before leaving, Zheng Lebin ran up to Zhou Han and winked at him: "I won't go back tonight..."

Zhou Han: ...

Cen Mo kicked him away: "Go and be your nanny!" Looking back, Zhou Han stared at him faintly.

Cen Mo: "...Uh, he's used to talking nonsense, so don't worry about it."

Zhou Han's black eyes became more and more unfathomable: "Where are you going at night?"

"...No, no problem."

……

This is not the first time Zhou Han stayed at Cen Mo's house.It wasn't even their first sleepover since they were officially together.

But for Cen Mo, this memory is a bit embarrassing.

The last kiss caused insomnia all night, and the next day, Zheng Lebin, the unlucky guy, caught him on the spot.Although nothing happened, unfortunately nothing happened!

So when Zhou Han suddenly said that he would come, he really didn't expect it.

……

Zhou Han drove the car fast as usual, but it was almost one o'clock in the morning when he parked the car in the open space downstairs of Cen Mo's house. The street was empty, and the faint street lights were dim and cold.The two of them rubbed their hands and got out of the car, immediately covered with icy cold.

Cen Mo walked in front. In order to go home quickly, he hadn't had time to remove his makeup completely. There was still glittering glitter on his slightly sideways face, which made his skin whiter, tenderer and more delicate.

"It's so cold..." He let out a breath of mist, turned around and urged Zhou Han, "Hurry up."

The thick eyebrows are painted obliquely, and the whole face is more delicate against the background of a delicate nose.Zhou Han coughed, shook off some Qisi, and followed closely.

Zhou Han always knew something was wrong when he was shooting the poster at night.

The two of them posed a lot of poses together at the request of the photographer. Zhou Han hugged his waist countless times, hooked his shoulders, leaned on his shoulders, or lay down. Just the pose of Cen Mo leaning on his shoulders to sleep was amazing. NG several times.Whenever Zhou Han realized that it was Cen Mo's soft hair that was gently sliding on his neck, his expression would automatically stiffen.

He couldn't help but think of that kiss.

When Cen Mo approached that long, warm and somewhat vindictive kiss, bangs brushed his nose lightly. He thought it would be difficult to accept, but in the end he didn't push it away...

Except for this shooting, to be honest, Zhou Han has never tried to get so close to a man for a long time, in front of everyone.

...the mood is still vaguely weird.

Cen Mo opened the door, the warm indoor temperature interrupted Zhou Han's reverie.

"Come in quickly, close the door!"

Zhou Han turned around and shut the air conditioner outside, bent down to take off his shoes.

He is no stranger to this place, but after careful calculation, he has only been here three times.

Cen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, threw away his coat and turned back to turn on the air conditioner: "It's spring, why is it still so cold!"

Zhou Han reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth.

Cen Mo rushed to the bathroom door in a hurry: "No, I want to take a hot bath right away! Do what you want!"

Zhou Han: ...

Ten minutes later, the bathroom door opened slightly, and Cen Mo's trembling voice came out: "Zhou Han, hiss, I'm so cold, bring me towels and clothes and come in!"

Zhou Han just boiled a pot of water, when he heard this, he poked his head out of the kitchen and agreed.

"it is good."

Cen Mo turned on the shower again and continued to enjoy: "Ah, hot water is the most comfortable..."

Within a few minutes, Zhou Han pushed open the bathroom door with his clothes and walked in. He paused at the door for a moment, put his pajamas and bath towels on the vanity table, then turned and went out without looking sideways.

The corners of Cen Mo's lips were slightly pursed in the mist, and he muttered, "Tch, the bathhouse is all frosted, do you think you can really see it..." But there was still a bit of disappointment in his tone.

Cen Mo got dressed and came out of the bathroom wiping his hair, just as Zhou Han came out of the kitchen with a cup of tea.

"You soaked it?" Cen Mo sniffed and smelled it, a familiar spicy smell hit his nose, Xun's eyes were sore.

"Well. Warm the cold."

Cen Mo frowned and looked at the steaming tea in the cup, and asked in a low voice, "Ginger and red date tea?... Where did you find the ingredients?"

Zhou Han said lightly: "In the kitchen, I saw you used it last time."

This look, don't be too nice!Cen Mo secretly sighed.

Ever since he was a child, he was most afraid of drinking this tea. Every time he was so cold, his mother would force him to drink a big bowl, saying that it could keep the cold away.

But that spicy taste is really uncomfortable, Cen Mo always avoids it as much as he can, and sometimes pours tea into the flower pot when his mother is not paying attention.It's a pity that after the death of my parents at the age of 17, I encountered a situation where it was so cold that I couldn't drink it even if I wanted to...

"Don't drink?" Zhou Han raised his brows, his usual indifferent brows showed a hint of dissatisfaction.

Cen Mo hung the towel around his neck, and took the cup of freshly baked ginger and red date tea with both hands, feeling the heat from his fingertips to his heart.

"I drink."

Round 5 ([-]) Round [-] [-]

"Don't drink?" Zhou Han raised his brows, his usual indifferent brows showed a hint of dissatisfaction.

Cen Mo hung the towel around his neck, and took the cup of freshly baked ginger and red date tea with both hands, feeling the heat from his fingertips to his heart.

"I drink!"

Facts have proved that Cen Mo's taste buds did not misjudge, that cup of ginger jujube tea was really bad.

But... Cen Mo inexplicably tasted a hint of sweetness?

When he raised his neck and gulped down the hot tea that reached the depths of his heart and lungs, when he thought that Zhou Han made it for him himself, he was so hot that he sweated all over his body.

Zhou Han's indifferent appearance hides a warm heart deeply.Not only would he not dislike his drunk cousin, but he would also silently make a cup of ginger and red date tea for Cen Mo, who was blown by the cold wind.

This is not like Zhou Han's style, but it is exactly what Zhou Han did.

At the beginning, Cen Mo thought how honored it would be to get a caring look from him.But now, this honor is no longer a luxury.

Even if this cup of tea can kill him, Cen Mo will probably just enjoy it at this moment.

"Ha!" Cen Mo put down his cup, opened his mouth and exhaled exaggeratedly, "It's so spicy, I'm sweating!"

Seeing that he had finished drinking, Zhou Han drank his own cup slowly, then pursed his lips lightly, and said lightly, "Sweating is the only way to keep out the cold."

"Oh. But I've already taken a shower, isn't the sweat all in vain..."

Zhou Han glanced at him and ignored him.

Cen Mo suddenly thought of something: "You haven't taken a shower yet, I'll get you a change of clothes, the ones you changed last time are still there."

"Ah."

"Next time, you can bring a few more and put them here, so that you don't have to wash them and dry them."

"..."

"How about I buy you some?"

"..."

Zhou Han took his clothes to take a shower.After he closed the door, Cen Mo turned around and left.

This time he is not so stupid!He slipped over first and locked the door of Zheng Lebin's room firmly, almost removing the doorknob.Then he ran to his room again, took the spare quilt in the closet to the balcony and poured a basin of water hard.

Looking at the quilt that fell into the water, he was a little proud.

"Put me behind the back, right?" Cen Mo smiled lightly and hooked his lips, "It's me this time."

From Cheng Zizhong's hesitation to speak when he got the new script today to the strange expression he stared at Zhou Han, Cen Mo began to doubt.Who would bother to care so much about their three-sentence lines, and also consider changing the setting of Zhou Han (with a cuteness in the high coldness) specially designed by Cen Mo to the current mode?

The point is, even the revised script didn't reduce their lines a bit.It doesn't look like they are going against them maliciously at all, but rather...

Cen Mo closed the French windows of the balcony and couldn't help laughing when he heard the sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom.In any case, first look at who the beneficiary is, and the basic "murderer" is not far away.If he couldn't even see through this point, Cen Mo would be in vain.

After revising the script, the aloof Zhou Han was no longer molested, but the funny Cen Mo turned into a coquettish bastard.Can’t think of anyone else who would waste time making this!

But Cen Mo tried