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"Shall we go to the movies at six o'clock in the afternoon?"

"Okay, what movie are you watching?"

"Well... let's talk about it when we get to the cinema, what to watch."

"It's only three o'clock, shall we stay in the hotel, or go out for a while?"

"If you want me to tell you, get on with the bed!"

Xia Bingyang threw Ji Zheng on the bed, lifted the quilt and covered it, and the two of them hid tightly under the quilt. The two figures under the white thin quilt hugged each other and rolled several times. Xia Bingyang shouted and laughed at the same time, Rolling and rolling like being tickled.

He wanted to spend the rest of the time having sex with Ji Zheng, but because of an arrangement for the evening, he had to leave the hotel early.

At four o'clock, Xia Bingyang took another shower, and when he came out of the bathroom, he saw that Ji Zheng was fully dressed, and was standing by the large French window in the hotel room, wearing a watch.Ji Zheng was wearing yesterday's dark blue casual suit. The suit has been ironed by the hotel staff, so it is still straight, and it looks even taller when worn on Ji Zheng.Ji Zheng looked out of the window, with a tall and straight figure, every line of the suit fabric on his body was straight and sharp, and the cuffs and trousers were flat without any wrinkles.

He buckled the strap, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Xia Bingyang coming out of the bathroom, and said, "Bring me my glasses."

Xia Bingyang picked up the glasses he put on the bar, walked towards him, stood in front of him, glanced up and down at him, and said, "Are you going out with me dressed like this?"

His eyes were stuck to Ji Zheng's broad and thick chest and he couldn't tear it off, but he just showed a dissatisfied look.

Ji Zheng put on his glasses and said with a smile, "Isn't that okay?"

Xia Bingyang said: "Of course not, I'm not going out with you to discuss business."

So Ji Zheng was led by Xia Bingyang to the men's clothing store opposite the hotel.As soon as Ji Zheng entered, all the shopping guides in the store surrounded him, three women and one man.Xia Bingyang, who was neglected, watched his man surrounded by rouge and gouache, and suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart. Presumably, Ji Zheng was the same in places he couldn't see, and he could attract mad bees and butterflies just by standing anywhere.Among the three shopping guides, the man wearing the pink silk scarf must be GAY, and he must have caught Ji Zheng at a glance. Xia Bingyang felt that the man looked at Ji Zheng with the same eyes as when he was picking Ji Zheng's clothes.They are all so like wolves and tigers.

Xia Bingyang was originally very interested in shopping in clothing stores, but at this time he just wanted to drag Ji Zheng away quickly, so relying on his good taste and the recommendation of a pink silk scarf, he quickly chose a casual outfit for Ji Zheng. Pack.

Ji Zheng changed his clothes and walked out of the fitting room. He wore a pure cotton white round-neck shirt with a navy blue knitted cardigan, and matched it with a pair of black slacks that exposed his ankles.Gentle like someone's husband.

Xia Bingyang's eyes lit up, and he whistled at him: "Handsome guy, turn around."

Ji Zheng smiled helplessly, turned around in front of the fitting mirror according to his words, and asked Xia Bingyang, "Am I qualified to date Officer Xia now?"

Xia Bingyang jumped in front of him, hugged his waist, and said coquettishly: "We won't watch the movie anymore, let's go back to the hotel."

Although Ji Zheng indulged him, it was not a bottomless connivance. Facing his request without a bottom line and restraint, Ji Zheng refused.

At the theater, Ji Zheng lined up to buy tickets, and Xia Bingyang lined up to buy snacks.Xia Bingyang bought a bag of grilled sausage popcorn and drinks and went to look for Ji Zheng in the line to buy tickets. Ji Zheng looked up at the scrolling information on the big screen. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Xia Bingyang coming over with a glass of Coke, and asked, "Six There are only two rehearsals at one o'clock, which one do you want to watch?"

Xia Bingyang swept his eyes roughly, and quickly chose the latter between a commercial film with a four-character title and a literary film with a seven-character title: "That's the one... where the hell am I waiting for you?"

A literary film instantly became a thriller in his mouth.There was a girl in front of Ji Zheng who was probably a fan of this movie, and when she heard Xia Bingyang's casual tone, she turned her head and stared at Xia Bingyang.Xia Bingyang didn't realize it, and was still looking around leisurely.

Ji Zheng noticed the cannibalistic eyes of the girl in front of him, he turned his back slightly to cover the girl's sight, and looked helplessly at Xia Bingyang's simple and innocent face and his unrestrained and troublesome mouth.

Xia Bingyang saw that Ji Zheng was turning towards him, so he stuck it to Ji Zheng, gave Ji Zheng a drink of the Coke in his hand, and Ji Zheng pushed his cup away after taking a sip. How delicious is the hemp carbonated drink.But Xia Bingyang insisted on feeding him, as if he was afraid that his man would starve to death.Ji Zheng had no choice but to take a sip of the drink he handed over occasionally, and a bite of the sausage in his hand. When it was Ji Zheng's turn to buy a ticket, Ji Zheng was already full.

They came late and entered the venue after buying tickets.When the movie started, Xia Bingyang couldn't help but muttered in a low voice after watching it for less than ten minutes: "What the hell was that filmed?"

Ji Zheng also thinks this movie is not good. It is a typical hypocritical and lengthy literary film, with an unknown plot, an overly sensational soundtrack, and the poor and blunt acting skills of the hero and heroine. The movie-watching experience is really not good.

The movie wasn't good, and Ji Zheng didn't complain. When he heard Xia Bingyang complain, he stuffed snacks into Xia Bingyang's hands, trying to shut Xia Bingyang's mouth, because the fans of the movie he met while queuing just now were sitting next to them.The girl heard Xia Bingyang's rant just now, and the girl glared at Xia Bingyang through Ji Zheng.

Xia Bingyang still didn't notice it at all, and muttered to Ji Zheng about the bluntness of the plot and the plastic acting skills of vase actors.While listening, Ji Zheng stuffed something into his mouth and said, "Eat more."

Xia Bingyang refused to eat more, he was thinking about watching the movie and Ji Zheng's candlelight dinner.When the plot reached its climax, Xia Bingyang's complaints also reached a climax, Xia Bingyang shook his head and sighed: "Hey, the screenwriter is an idiot, the director has a brain hole, and the actor can say such embarrassing lines... Well."

The girl next to Ji Zheng was crying. Hearing Xia Bingyang muttering in a low voice, she stared at Xia Bingyang with tears of resentment. Ji Zheng felt that the girl was about to quarrel with Xia Bingyang, so he covered Xia Bingyang mouth, and said in a low voice: "I won't watch it if it doesn't look good. Listen to the soundtrack, isn't it nice?"

Xia Bingyang rolled his eyes upwards, instead of looking at the big screen, he listened to the background music, and found that it was really nice.

In fact, Xia Bingyang does not disturb the people, the attendance rate of this bad film is less than half, many seats are vacant, and Xia Bingyang's voice is low enough, but that fan girl pays too much attention to Xia Bingyang, a black fan, so she always pays attention to Xia Bingyang's movements .Xia Bingyang coughed, making her nervous.

In the second half, Xia Bingyang listened to the movie like a concert.After the difficult 130 minutes passed, Xia Bingyang stretched his waist and said, "It's a bad movie."

Coincidentally, that fan was walking in front of Xia Bingyang. Hearing this, she stared back at Xia Bingyang with red eyes from crying.

Xia Bingyang looked at her blankly, and was about to ask her 'what are you looking at' when he was dragged away by Ji Zheng.

It was already late at night after coming out of the movie theater. Xia Bingyang and Ji Zheng were walking on the crowded pedestrian street. Xia Bingyang was still blissfully complaining about the director and screenwriter. Ji Zheng didn’t speak much except to say something fair about the not-so-subtle soundtrack. , while listening to Xia Bingyang talking, while looking for a restaurant on the side of the road.

After selection, Ji Zheng led Xia Bingyang into a western restaurant. Ji Zheng had his own plan. Xia Bingyang ate a lot of greasy snacks in the theater. He must not be very hungry now, but he still has to eat dinner. Small, light-toned Western food has become the first choice.

Xia Bingyang doesn't eat Western food very much, and doesn't like Western food either.The waiter took him to a booth next to the glass curtain wall and sat down. After looking around for a week, he found that Ji Zheng brought him to a western restaurant and said, "Eat western food?"

Ji Zheng pointed to a candle burning on the table, and said with a smile: "Didn't you want a candlelight dinner?"

Xia Bingyang immediately felt that it was the right time, moved the candle to the middle of the table, dragged his chin with one hand and looked at Ji Zheng with a smirk.

Ji Zheng ignored him and asked the waiter to order food and a bottle of red wine.After the waiter left, Xia Bingyang asked, "Why order wine? You don't drink."

Ji Zheng took a sip of plain water and said, "Today is a special day, let's drink with you."

Xia Bingyang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "It's wedding anniversary?"

Ji Zheng smiled and said, "That was yesterday."

"What do you commemorate today?"

"Remember yesterday."

"Remember every day, okay?"

"Okay, it's up to you."

The food came quickly, pasta steak and vegetable salad.Ji Zheng took the wine bottle from the waiter, poured two glasses of red wine himself, and handed one to Xia Bingyang.

Ji Zheng's smile was even more gentle in the warm candlelight, and he said, "Cheers."

Xia Bingyang swung his wine glass: "Shouldn't we say cheers?"

"cheers."

Ji Zheng took a sip, and Xia Bingyang was completely dry.After Xia Bingyang drank a glass of red wine, he said with a bitter face, "Even the best red wine has a sour vinegar smell."

It was only then that Ji Zheng knew that Xia Bingyang, who was not working, not only had no winks, but was also a master at destroying the atmosphere.

After eating for a while, Ji Zheng saw a man with a "Lobby Manager" name tag pinned to his chest, casually selecting customers from among the customers in the lobby, asking if the dishes tonight were to his liking, and gradually walking towards their seats coming.

Ji Zheng didn't care at all. When the lobby manager approached and looked at him politely from several meters away, Ji Zheng also put down the knife and fork in his hand and looked at him with a smile, ready to deal with him.But Cheng Yaojin came out halfway, and Xia Bingyang was sitting opposite Ji Zheng, so naturally he couldn't see the manager in the lobby. He cut the steak and said with a deflated mouth: "This meat is not good, it is cold and hard. The salad is not good either, bland It's like eating grass. Oh, has this restaurant offended the chef?"

The representative of the restaurant who offended the chef stood behind Xia Bingyang with a look of disgust on his face.

Ji Zheng had anticipated the embarrassment at this moment when Xia Bingyang opened his mouth. In order to avoid Xia Bingyang's involvement in their embarrassment, he simply turned his face away, pretending not to see the lobby manager, and said to Xia Bingyang: "Then eat noodles. "

Xia Bingyang: "The noodles are not bad, they taste like noodles with fried sauce."

Ji Zheng finally couldn't help it anymore, raised his palm to cover his forehead to cover his eyes, and lowered his head to snicker.

Xia Bingyang looked puzzled, and was about to ask him why he was laughing when he heard someone cough lightly behind him.

The lobby manager squeezed out an awkward and blunt smile, and asked politely, "Hi, is the food tonight still to your liking?"

Xia Bingyang immediately changed his face and showed an official smile: "Very good, thank you."

Lobby Manager: "...How does the steak taste?"

Xia Bingyang smiled: "It tastes good, your chef is great."

Lobby manager:......

Ji Zheng covered his face with one hand and covered his mouth with the other, trying to control himself not to laugh out loud.

Xia Bingyang glanced at Ji Zheng in confusion, and then said to the lobby manager, "Is there anything else?"

The lobby manager's face turned the color of a pickle jar, he was so embarrassed that he said 'Have a nice meal' and left.

As soon as the lobby manager left, Xia Bingyang looked at Ji Zheng and asked, "Brother, what are you laughing at?"

Ji Zheng's shoulders trembled while covering his face, and it took him a while to raise his head. When he saw Xia Bingyang's bewildered and innocent face, he immediately laughed again. He stretched out his hand across the table to pinch Xia Bingyang's face, and said with a smile: "My police officer Xia It's so cute."