Dead rivals overturned each other

In the second half, Lu Xu Zhuo was very honest, but everything seemed to become cute.

Just looking at the branches on the roadside that have lost all their leaves due to the cold weather is also lovely, and the dusk outside the window does not feel bleak.Because since recording the show, every night is worth looking forward to.

Back at the villa, when I opened the door, there was a strong smell of miso soup.

Xu Zhuo and Zhou Liang approached the dining table, and they saw the army pot, kimchi soft tofu soup, and seaweed rice. Every time, everyone changed their ways to cook various dishes. It seems that tonight everyone is forming a Korean cooking bureau.

Zuo Yao and Liu Zhendong were adding dishes in the kitchen. Zhang Miduo, who was arranging flowers, saw Xu Zhuo and the two, and immediately rushed over to give Xu Zhuo a warm hug, "Brother - welcome back!"

However, Zhou Mu grabbed hold of the collar of his back shirt and was forced to stop abruptly on the spot.

Zhang Miduo looked at him suspiciously, and the latter pointed to her hand, "There is mud."

Zhang Mi Duo hurried to wash his hands. Cao Mo said "Thank God" while setting the tableware, "Fortunately, Xiao Zhuo, you are fine. I was so worried that I didn't fall asleep last night." When he said this, he looked sincere and deliberately Aim to follow the direction of the camera.

With the back of his hand, he slapped Xing Xuehui who was stunned by his side, "Really, sister?"

Xing Xuehui seemed to have found the backbone at this moment, and took over the conversation, "Yeah, I wanted to go to see you with Mi Duo and the others, but I didn't make it because I was not healthy enough."

Last night at the campsite, Cao Mo gave her "classes" for a long time, which made her feel a little bit more assertive. Although it was a little late to realize that Cao Mo had "borrowed a knife to kill" and had a grudge against him, but he There is a saying that is true, don't mess yourself up first.

But she still couldn't be 100% natural to Xu Zhuo, so she glanced away after two glances.She thought she was doing it decently and flawlessly, but in fact, even Zhang Miduo gave her a strange look.

Usually, Xing Xuehui sticks to Zhou Liang when he has nothing to do, or finds something to talk about, but today he didn't open his eyes to look at Zhou Liang after entering the door, which is too abnormal.

Zhang Miduo deliberately rubbed fragrant bubbles on his hands. After washing them, he opened his hands and trot towards Xu Zhuo, "Brother——"

Zhou Mu pulled Xu Zhuo away and walked to the kitchen, "There is nothing you can eat, I'll serve you a bowl of noodles."

Unwilling, Zhang Miduo hugged Zuo Yao and rubbed against his shoulder.

Zuo Yao smiled helplessly: "Grandma, let go of me, I'm still dizzy from the hangover last night."

Liu Zhendong echoed from the side, "I testify, it's true, she was so dizzy that she put sugar as salt just now."

Xu Zhuo didn't dare to compliment Zhou Liang's cooking, so he quickly rolled up his sleeves, "I'll do it."

Zhou Liang didn't try to be brave, even when he served the noodles at the end, he took an extra bowl and divided it for himself.

"Why don't you have a big meal with them?" Xu Zhuo asked strangely.

Zhou Liang put the only egg into Xu Zhuo's bowl, "Painters need to keep fit."

When the two returned to the dining table, Xu Zhuo deliberately chose to sit next to Xing Xuehui. Her figure was slightly fixed, and she didn't say anything, as if she was concentrating on admiring her new nails.

The crispy sweet and spicy fried chicken, the smoothness of the tender tofu soup, and the steaming gurgling of the army pot, Xu Zhuo was so greedy that he ate a poached egg in one bite.

Fortunately, there is a Zhou Liang who eats lightly with him, and it is not too difficult to share the joys and sorrows.

I really should thank the screenwriter Peng Xiaoyang for portraying a painter with a good figure and temperament instead of a potbellied painter in "Blind Spot", otherwise Zhou Liang would have abandoned him to gain weight.

A meal comes to an end.

Xu Zhuo took the initiative to talk to Xing Xuehui, very enthusiastically, "Senior, last time I heard that your family has a kitten, I wonder what brand of cat food your family has been eating?"

Xing Xuehui raised a cat just on a whim. After playing with it for two days, she disliked the hair loss and threw it to the nanny. She didn't care what it ate or drank. She didn't want to chat with Xu Zhuo:

"I don't know, but it's a bit expensive anyway."

Xu Zhuo was startled, quickly took out his mobile phone, brought up the screen and handed it to Xing Xuehui: "Is this the one that doesn't know how to eat?"

Xing Xuehui felt inexplicable, but the camera was filming, and it was difficult to go away, so she had to glance at his mobile phone perfunctorily, and her expression suddenly collapsed.

Because what Xu Zhuo showed her was not cat food at all, but the video of Xing Xuehui stealing peanuts, but the sound was muted.

Only the two of them could see it now.

Xu Zhuo still said vividly: "Just this brand has had an accident recently. Unscrupulous merchants have added cheap and harmful ingredients to cat food, and many cats have had accidents. Think about it carefully, do you..."

Before he finished speaking, Xing Xuehui suddenly stood up from his seat.

Zhang Miduo and others stopped their chopsticks, "What's wrong?"

Cao Mo looked at her intently, his eyes intended to warn, but Xing Xuehui's heart was already in a mess, "Suddenly remembered that there is an important task that has not been dealt with, so I will go up first."

She walked up the stairs quickly, and almost tripped on the stairs because she was too flustered on the way.

Zuo Yao was confused, "Did something happen?"

Xu Zhuo took a sip of the water stuffed by Zhou Liang, "Maybe you are flustered, worried about your kitten?"

The two returned to the room with the fruit plate.

Xu Zhuo lazily went to the bed, not talking about his image at all.

Zhou Liang stood by his bed without saying a word.

Xu Zhuo propped his hands behind his head, "I've thought about it seriously, and now is really not the best time to make it public. Currently this show is my only exposure channel, and it will have a lot of adverse effects on me if I stop filming for rectification."

Zhou Mu still didn't speak.

Xu Zhuo felt a little strange in his heart, obviously he was injured, but Zhou Liang was even more angry, so he turned to comfort him:

"Besides, why did Xing Xuehui know that I was allergic to peanuts? Usually only people who are very close to me know about this. When the show is over, we must settle this account."

As soon as these words came out, deep meaning flashed across Zhou Liang's eyes.

Talking too much about this is really off-putting, and it affects Xu Zhuo's good mood today. He thought of something, and quickly got up from the bed, "By the way, have we made an appointment with the director to audition in two days? Hurry up and practice again. "

Zhou Liang found out the script that the two of them had scratched out, "Which scene do you want to practice?"

Xu Zhuo thought for a while, "I want to practice the state of the blind. After all, the living habits are here, and there are still many details that need to be honed. Can you borrow me your computer? The screen is bigger than my tablet. I will find a clip of the blind to learn. "

Zhou Liang nodded, unlocked the notebook and placed it in front of him.

Xu Zhuo said to himself: "Is there a famous movie called "Massage"? It seems to be about blind massage. Let me see which video platform has the source..."

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Zhou Liang quickly closed the lid of the notebook and hugged it back.

Xu Zhuo's hand that was about to type was hanging in the air:?

Zhou Liang took the notebook away, "I remember that there are still two emails that have not been answered, so you should use your tablet to read them."

Xu Zhuo stared suspiciously at the back of Zhou Liang's head for a while, "You wouldn't..."

Zhou Liang pursed his lower lip and tapped the edge of the notebook with his index finger.

Xu Zhuo chuckled, "Could it be that there are a lot of colorful little films in it? Keep it hidden, cheapskate."

Zhou Mu: "..."

After Xu Zhuo said "Blessed to share" and "Oh, I promise not to rummaging" several times but got no response, he had to take out his small tablet and study hard.

He found that he could easily open his eyes habitually, and it seemed that he had to rely on external force. He took out the tie from the closet again and covered his eyes:

"Zhou Liang, I'm imitating a blind man's walk now, please help me see."

Xu Zhuo stretched his hands forward, looking for the objects in front of him.

Touching the fabric, "This should be a curtain."

Kicked to the hollow wooden cabinet, "Nightside table."

"Is this bed so low? I have to bend down slightly to touch it."

Suddenly, a square object was stuffed into his palm, "Paper box?"

Zhou Mu gave a "hmm" to help him perceive the food, and continued to put a long strip in his hand.

Xu Zhuo guessed it as soon as he touched it:

"It's the remote control!"

Xu Zhuo heard the sound of pouring water, he smiled wryly, "Don't guess, I know the next one must be a water glass."

Definitely wanted to take the opportunity to get him to drink more water.

Zhou Liang approached him, Xu Zhuo sighed, "Can I apply for some honey..."

What is printed on the upper lip is not the cold touch of glass, but the softness that touches the heart, which is fleeting.

Zhou Mu's low magnetic voice appeared next to his ears, "Didn't you guess this?"

Xu Zhuo came back to his senses, and pulled off his tie with a blushing face, "You fouled...uh."

Zhou Mu didn't give him a chance to continue talking, wrapped his arms around his waist, and approached him again, but not as domineering and forceful as last night, sucking lightly, and touching the cool tip of his nose.

Xu Zhuo was so kissed that the soles of his feet became weak, and he clung to his neck.

Zhou Liang's movements were careful and cherished, bit by bit, Xu Zhuo's embarrassment was opened up.

Xu Zhuo almost melted into this tender kiss, and he was about to respond, but Zhou Liang took a step back and withdrew his hot palm.

Then he returned to the table in a dignified manner, and commented: "Good judgment, poor concentration, easy to be distracted."

Xu Zhuo:?

He laughed angrily.

I suppressed my thoughts for a whole day, and finally suppressed them at night, but was provoked by Zhou Liang without warning.Just as he was about to make some moves, Zhou Liang pretended nothing happened?

Xu Zhuo looked at Zhou Liang's prudish look, it was definitely on purpose, this man was so depressed during the day that he was making a fool of himself there.

Zhou Liang raised his hand to signal, his expression was too upright, "You still need to practice."

Xu Zhuo took a deep breath, took the tablet, gritted his teeth and continued to study.

After a while, Zhou Liang's mobile phone vibrated violently on the table. He glanced at it and suddenly felt dizzy.

The vibration kept going, and there was a stance that he would keep calling if he didn't answer, so he had to press the answer button, and said into the microphone helplessly: "Are you free? Don't you have to go to class?"

Zhou Lingyu's bluffing voice came. Although he didn't press the speakerphone, Xu Zhuo could still hear it clearly, "It's winter vacation, senior high school students are going to celebrate the New Year too, okay?"

I also heard two "Wang Wang" dog barks.

Zhou Mu reminded, "Don't forget to do the papers at home these few days."

From the corner of the eye, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the meaningful smile on the corner of Xu Zhuo's lips, and felt that nothing good happened.

Sure enough, the next moment, Xu Zhuo actually sat on him.

Zhou Liang moved the microphone away, looked at Xu Zhuo, and signaled him to go down first.

Xu Zhuo didn't, and leaned closer, holding his face, and lowered his lips under the gaze of his slightly dilated pupils.

Zhou Lingyu on the other end of the phone didn't answer the question of doing the paper, "Brother, are you coming back for dinner during the Chinese New Year? I didn't come back on New Year's Day. Grandpa said that our family will celebrate the New Year in Hainan this year."

Zhou Mu massaged the back of Xu Zhuo's neck, motioning him to let go.

Unexpectedly, Xu Zhuo got worse, with provocative eyes, he pried open his lips with his wet tongue, and kissed him chaotically.

Zhou Mu's breathing became heavier.

Seeing that Zhou Liang was silent, Zhou Lingyu complained, "Don't the staff of your program group celebrate the New Year? Are they all workaholics? Brother, come back this year. I think my uncle and aunt still miss you very much even though they didn't say anything." of."

Xu Zhuo was also very considerate and pulled away for a while, pouting at the phone.

Zhou Liang was distracted and replied to Zhou Lingyu: "Let's talk about it."

Zhou Lingyu was anxious when she heard this, "What do you mean by saying later? It's only five days before the Chinese New Year, bro, give me a letter..."

She couldn't receive any letter of approval from her cousin, because her cousin's lips had already been occupied by Xu Zhuo again, and he was plundering them wantonly.

"Brother? Brother! Burning your master is good or bad, ignore me, bite him quickly..."

Zhou Liang's rationality was gradually lost in this intimacy, and he hung up Zhou Lingyu's call vaguely, saying that he would call her back when he was free.

The room was completely silent.

Zhou Liang's pupils were already bottomless, and he was about to respond with all his heart, when Xu Zhuo leaned back suddenly, put his hands on the table, and thought seriously:

"I think we should hurry up and find a producer, which can save a lot of preparatory work."

Zhou Liang ignored him, hugged him, and was about to lean forward.

Xu Zhuo covered his mouth with both hands, and smiled harmlessly:

"Teacher Zhou, your concentration needs to be improved."

Zhou Mu stared straight at him, his eyes were filled with emotion, and his lips curled up helplessly.

Xu Zhuo's technique of tit for tat is better than his kissing technique, I have to admit.

Xu Zhuo succeeded, and wanted to leave, but Zhou Liang grabbed his hands and put them behind his back, making him unable to move.

Only then did Xu Zhuo start to feel a little scared, and he laughed dryly, "Did you reply to the email you just mentioned? Why don't you reply now?"

Zhou Mu held his lips, bit his lips lightly, and the tingling feeling like an electric shock passed through Xu Zhuo's whole body. What he thought in his heart was that if Zhou Mu played with him again this time, he would definitely not be lenient and relaxed as if he had delivered .

The temperature in the room rises.

The script was scattered on the floor.

Xu Zhuo leaned against Zhou Liang's arms like a boneless one. At the beginning, he took the initiative for a while, and when he felt tired, he handed it over to Zhou Liang.

While lips and teeth meet, Xu Zhuo occasionally secretly opens his eyes to take a look, collides with the cockroaches in Zhou Liang's eyes, and glances away embarrassedly.

Every time at this time, Zhou Liang would force him to look at himself.

How could this be, they have never been so close, but they seem to be familiar with each other's bodies.

time flies.

Until the horn on the roof sounded a mechanical female voice:

"Respected guests, congratulations on the 20th day of vacation in Xindong Villa, please gather in the living room quickly, and make the fifth selection of Xindong text messages."

Xu Zhuo reluctantly left Zhou Liang, only then did he feel dizzy from a slight lack of oxygen.

Zhou Liang looked at his blushing cheeks, "How about some water?"

Xu Zhuo didn't like to drink plain water, so he shook his head.

Zhou Liang pulled over the fruit plate at the corner of the table, picked up a plump purple cherries, and fed it to his mouth.

The sweet and cold fruit juice made Xu Zhuo's dizziness fade away, and he felt that the cherries were quite fresh, "Try one too."

Zhou Liang didn't move, so Xu Zhuo picked up one with a small fork and handed it over.

Zhou Liang ate and chewed, Xu Zhuo asked, "Is it not bad?"

"Maybe it's not familiar." Zhou Liang said.

Xu Zhuo was stunned, "How could it be..."

Zhou Mu: "It's a bit hard."

Xu Zhuo strangely picked up another one and put it in his mouth, "No, it's all cooked..."

Seeing Zhou Liang's playful eyes, Xu Zhuo's ears turned red almost instantly.

Xu Zhuo flicked his forehead with his fingers, and hurriedly pushed him away, "You go and send text messages first, I'll be there later."

After talking, he went into the bathroom.