trial game

Chapter 8

It was nine o'clock when Jiang Wenzhou woke up the next day, and Chen Zui sent him a message, saying that he still had work today, and that his assistant had come to pick him up to the airport early in the morning.

Jiang Wenzhou finished washing, he had nothing else to do today, so he didn't even change his pajamas, and went downstairs lazily to have breakfast.

Li Shaohua went to the company early in the morning, and Li Yiran went to school again, so when Jiang Wenzhou walked to the restaurant, he saw Li Ting alone.

Li Ting was sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper, while Bian Mu lay on the side, wagging his tail lazily when he saw Jiang Wenzhou.

"Yo, grandpa, why didn't you watch it in the living room?" Jiang Wenzhou raised his eyebrows, "Waiting for me?"

"Don't be too sentimental." Li Ting directly denied, "The restaurant has good lighting and protects your eyes."

"Grandpa, you are so frank, where is my mother?" Jiang Wenzhou sat down at the dining table, he didn't drink coffee, and his aunt brought him a glass of iced milk.

"Meihua has gone to the theater, and one of her students is going to give a concert recently." Li Ting answered him.

"Coke, come here." Jiang Wenzhou bent down to call Bian Mu, and rubbed the dog's head several times, feeling very relieved.

"Grandpa, I really envy your life, being idle every day." Jiang Wenzhou yawned.

"When I was 26 years old, I woke up at six o'clock in the morning." Li Ting shook the newspaper and said disgustedly, "Look at you again."

"What's wrong with me? At least I haven't turned day and night upside down, and I'm already in good health." Jiang Wenzhou pinched Bianmu's ear and said to it, "Shake hands!"

Bian Mu obediently raised his paw and put it in Jiang Wenzhou's palm.

"Xiao Chen is more self-disciplined than you." Li Ting put down the newspaper, and glanced at Jiang Wenzhou lightly, "When I was doing morning exercises this morning, he also got up."

Jiang Wenzhou was stunned: "Didn't he drink too much yesterday?"

"Xiao Chen is a good boy, he took the Coke for a walk today." Li Ting ignored Jiang Wenzhou's doubts, "I chatted with him for a while."

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Wenzhou asked alertly.

"I didn't say anything, I said your hair is too long, you should cut it." Li Ting took a sip of tea, "But Xiao Chen said that what you like is the most important thing."

Jiang Wenzhou subconsciously touched the end of his hair. His hair had grown to the point that it covered his neck, and it could almost be tied into a little chirp.

"But at least the color is normal. What did the pink one look like before?" Li Ting said with disgust.

Jiang Wenzhou lowered his eyes and muttered, "It's fine if I like it."

"Wash your hands." Li Ting chased him away.

The aunt brought breakfast to Jiang Wenzhou, because influenced by his parents, his breakfast preference was very western.

He loves shrimp, so the aunt put a row of shrimp on the side of the omelet, fried in olive oil, and sprinkled with plenty of black pepper.

Jiang Wenzhou recalled that day when he and Chen Zui were face to face, and the scene where Chen Zui peeled shrimp for him.

Chen Zui has a pair of beautiful hands. He is different from Jiang Wenzhou. Jiang Wenzhou likes all kinds of accessories, so his hands will not be like Chen Zui, who wears nothing.

It looks clean and uninteresting.

It was filming that day, so Jiang Wenzhou deliberately acted like a baby and asked Chen Zui to peel the shrimp for him, and Chen Zui cooperated very well.

"Don't be too capricious sometimes. He will carry you down such a long mountain road." Li Ting put the newspaper on the table with a serious expression.

Jiang Wenzhou pursed his lips, and blurted out an excuse: "That's for the effect of the show."

"Love is a matter between two people." Li Ting said, "Don't embarrass our family."

Jiang Wenzhou raised his hands in surrender: "Grandpa, you are exaggerating."

"I watched the fifth issue, and it's Xiao Chen who is tolerant of you, but lovers are different from family members." Li Ting looked at Jiang Wenzhou, his tone and expression were disgusted, "It's the first time you're in love, don't play the young master's temper .”

"Okay, okay, I get it, I performed very well in the next few episodes." Jiang Wenzhou said pitifully.

"I'm too lazy to care about you." Li Ting waved at him and led Bian Mu out.

Jiang Wenzhou finished eating the shrimp on the plate tastelessly, he thought, Chen Zui was just pampering him so much in front of the camera, without the camera, the two of them are nothing.

After lunch, Li Ting wanted to take a nap. Jiang Wenzhou didn't have this habit, so he led Bian Mu out.

He likes the lake that Yunjinwan is leaning on very much, sometimes when he comes back to stay for a short stay, he will often come to sit by the lake.

Many times, the lake water does not look blue, but silvery white.

Occasionally, birds fly by, and they never meet people's eyes.

Jiang Wenzhou likes large areas of water, and his heart calms down after seeing it for a long time.He thought of the lake he saw with Chen Zui in Hanxi Mountain, it was dark blue, with a slender crescent moon reflected in the center of the lake.

The last recording of the second season of "Intimate Lover" was in Hanxi Mountain, a summer resort in the south, where three pairs of guests stayed together for five days and four nights.

On the last night, Jiang Wenzhou borrowed a neighbor's battery car and said he would take Chen Zui for a ride.

Chen looked at him most suspiciously: "Can you ride?"

Jiang Wenzhou stuffed the helmet into his arms and snorted: "Isn't this thing saying that anyone who knows how to ride a bicycle can learn without a teacher?"

Chen Zui helped him fasten the helmet strap with a cold face, and said distrustfully, "Please slow down."

Jiang Wenzhou stepped into the driver's seat confidently, propped his legs on the ground for two days, and turned around to provoke: "Ah, brother, you must be afraid, right?"

Chen Dada graciously got on it. The battery car was already small, and there were two men over 1.8 meters five squeezed into it. There was no room for them. Jiang Wenzhou's body tensed up, and he scolded Chen Zui in his heart.

The old fox was obviously doing it on purpose, insisting that his chest should be tightly pressed against his back, trying to heat him to death?

Jiang Wenzhou's superficial skills are still in place, and before starting, he has to say a long tune: "Then hold me tight, brother."

At the beginning, the battery car was not very stable, but after picking up the speed, Jiang Wenzhou mastered the skill and smoothly started to shake off the follower and take pictures.

In Hanxi Mountain at night, there are almost no cars on the road, and the night wind blows, even a little cool.

Chen Zui tightened his arms around Jiang Wenzhou's waist, and Jiang Wenzhou's hair was rolled up, touching Chen Zui's face, like an uninterrupted light kiss.

"Jiang Jiang." Chen Zui called him, but there was no more words.

Jiang Wenzhou was made nervous by Chen Zui's zero-distance approach, so he speeded up a little, as if he wanted to get rid of this feeling.

"Your pheromone smells so strong." Chen Zui put his face on it, and leaned into Jiang Wenzhou's ear and said.

The wind whistled past, sweeping away the heat from Chen Zui's ears, and Jiang Wenzhou felt his pheromone burst in a moment.

For a moment, the air was filled with the sweetness of peaches.

But Chen Zui hugged him even tighter, and pressed his face to Jiang Wenzhou's back with nostalgia, as if they were really a couple.

Jiang Wenzhou felt that his heart was beating so fast that Chen Zui could hear it.

When he came back to his senses, he no longer knew where he was driving, and only then did he feel a lot of regret.

Jiang Wenzhou, oh Jiang Wenzhou, how can you be so worthless?Is it so difficult to sit still?

Jiang Wenzhou stopped the car and found that he had lost the camera and pd.

"Do you no longer know the way back?" Chen Zui had already got out of the car, and he was surprisingly calm.

"How is that possible!" Jiang Wenzhou said bluntly, and subconsciously touched his pants pocket. The moment he missed the phone, he remembered that he was still in the recording time of this unlucky variety show, and he didn't have a phone at all!

But it was too embarrassing to admit the fact that he was lost, Jiang Wenzhou turned his head, and a pool of water happened to hit his eyes.

"I specially brought you to see the lake view." Jiang Wenzhou quickly grabbed the life-saving straw with a very sincere expression.

The moonlight is bright tonight, and the lake is dyed dark blue by the night. Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a gem embedded in the mountains.

If you want to get to the lake from their location, you need to go down a small road.The road is very narrow, and beside it is the lush weeds half a person's height, which makes the night look even deeper.

Jiang Wenzhou swallowed. With this kind of atmosphere and environment, he had already staged a hundred horror movies in his mind.But he is also very afraid of ghosts, otherwise he would not have been so frightened that Chen Zuo would have carried him out of the haunted house in the amusement park last time.

"Then let's go." Chen Zui took off his helmet.

"Hey wait..." Jiang Wenzhou grabbed the corner of Chen Zui's clothes in a very useless manner.

Chen Zui turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"

"It's too dark, I'm afraid you will fall, why not..." Jiang Wenzhou tried to be brave, "Let me walk ahead."

Chen Zui nodded, not being polite to him at all: "Okay."

Jiang Wenzhou picked up a rock and threw it at his own foot. Now he was about to bite the bullet, so he stretched out his foot tremblingly.

The next second, a beam of light suddenly lit up, and Jiang Wenzhou immediately hugged Chen Zui like a cat whose tail had been trampled on.

Chen Zui looked calm, holding a flashlight in his hand, and raised his eyebrows at Jiang Wenzhou: "Jiang Jiang, are you afraid?"

"How is that possible!" Jiang Wenzhou raised his voice, "I'm afraid you're afraid, so I'll give you a loving hug first, okay?"

Chen Zui looked at him, the corners of his eyes curled up, obviously in disbelief.

Jiang Wenzhou grabbed Chen Zui's hand tightly, closed his eyes and walked down the road.

Chen Zui followed him, and the light of the flashlight fell on Jiang Wenzhou's feet.

At last they came to the lake, and the wind blew the steam into the faces of the men.

The moonlight tonight is exceptionally good, and the surface of the lake has become a huge reflector, making it bright here.

Jiang Wenzhou turned his face to the side and looked at Chen Zui subconsciously. Under the moonlight, Chen Zui's eyebrows and eyes were extremely bright, like a painting with rich ink and color.

But he looked so lonely.

Jiang Wenzhou thought of Chen Zui who was leaning on the window sill and smoking a cigarette last night, his eyes were indifferent, as if nothing could impress him.

He and Chen Zui have known each other for several years, but they don't know him very well. Jiang Wenzhou feels that Chen Zui is too tired from life, and he always acts in front of the camera.

Chen Zui is like a flower in a mirror, you can only watch him from a distance, once you get close to touch him, it will immediately dissipate, leaving only a fake shell.

Jiang Wenzhou stretched out his fingertips and touched Chen Zui's wrist: "Chen Zui, is there anything unhappy about you?"

Chen Zui blinked his eyes a little confused.

Jiang Wenzhou was very close to him, he grabbed Chen Zui's shoulder like a puppy, and sniffed.

"When you are in a bad mood, the smell of pheromone will come out." Jiang Wenzhou said.

Chen Zui looked into Jiang Wenzhou's sincere eyes, reached out and rubbed his hair, and smiled lightly: "I'm not unhappy, Jiang Wenzhou, I just think it's so beautiful, I haven't seen such a beautiful lake for a long time. "

The distance between the two of them was too close, Jiang Wenzhou felt that Chen Zui's eyelashes would brush his face, he turned his head with a blushing face, his heart was pounding.

He thought, the world should really be overwhelmed by beauties.

The author says:

See chapters 51-67 of "True Can't Be Fake" for the rest of the co-studio

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