[Full-time Wang Zhou] Roll egg dumplings

Waiting for the so-called "opportunity" lasted for more than two months.

In mid-December, Wang Jiexi received a phone call from the manufacturer of the handheld game console he endorsed. The person in charge of the sales department told him that the company planned to release a limited commemorative edition for the [-]th anniversary, and politely asked if he could spare time to take a poster photo for the advertisement in S city. .

After finalizing the date and arranging related matters, Wang Jiexi sent a QQ message to Zhou Zekai, saying that I will go on a business trip to S city next Monday.

Zhou Zekai replied immediately after seeing the message, saying yes, come early and treat you to dinner.

After the two got to know each other well, Gun King Dada gradually abandoned the original cherishing of words like gold. Not only did the number of words increase significantly when replying to messages, but occasionally he would speak out one or two long sentences with perfect grammatical structure depending on his mood.

Wang Jiexi replied him with [Bixin.jpg], thought for a while, and then asked, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

Cloud Piercer: None.

Cloud Piercer: You just come.

Sun Xiang passed behind him, put his head in to take a look, and muttered, Zhou Zekai, why don't you hurry to eat and draw a cleaner on the glass, it's so ugly.

Hearing this, Zhou Zekai hurriedly erased the little figure with the broom drawn in the mist, and nodded to Sun Xiang, "Let's go."

At this moment, he realized that he really missed Wang Jiexi a little bit.

Wang Jiexi took the flight on Sunday morning. Zhou Zekai originally planned to drive to the airport to pick him up, but he didn't want his car to be confiscated temporarily by the elders, so he had to give up after the protest was invalid.

When he arrived at the appointed place, Wang Jiexi discovered that it was a small park in the middle of the street. In the season when everything in the north was dying, City S was still considered to be full of greenery.

Not far away, Zhou Zekai was sitting on a bench with his hands in his pockets, quietly looking at the fountain in front of him.

Scarves, biker jackets, narrow-leg jeans, Martin boots... He was originally a coquettish attire, coupled with his tall and straight figure and a statue-like perfection, and a somewhat stern profile because he was in deep thought. Fans saw it and didn't know how many screams it would cause.

It's an amazing skill to look good.

Zhou Zekai himself was obviously not aware of this. After seeing Wang Jiexi inadvertently, he immediately jumped up from his chair, ran over in three steps and two steps, shaking the stupid hair on the top of his head, and smiled at him obediently, "Senior."

It was only when he was in front of his eyes that Wang Jiexi noticed that the tip of his nose was red, so he took off his gloves, pressed his palm against his cheek, and rubbed his thumb lightly, "Why is your face so cold? You've been waiting for so long?"

"No." Zhou Zekai immediately shook his head in denial.

Wang Jiexi smiled knowingly, and took off an eyelash for him, "Then your body temperature is quite low."

"Hmm..." Zhou Zekai thought for a moment, then looked at him seriously, "Are you okay?"

"..." Wang Jiexi was so choked that he didn't know how to respond, so he picked up a large box of Daoxiangcun snacks by his feet, "Here, I remember you like this."

"What are you bringing..." Zhou Zekai complained, but he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.

"Why don't you have the nerve to eat some food?" Seeing him happy, Wang Jiexi was naturally very happy, and reached out to rub his hair, "Let's go, I'm hungry."

In order to fulfill the promise of "please eat Jiefeng noodles", Zhou Zekai took him to a well-known local noodle restaurant, and repeatedly emphasized that "it is delicious".

However, as a true northerner, the dishes in the restaurant with thick oil and red sauce made Wang Jiexi experience the double test of vision and taste, and he couldn't understand the obsession with adding sugar to every dish anyway.

But facing Zhou Zekai's earnest eyes, he still relaxed his frowning eyebrows, with a little smile on the corner of his mouth, "It tastes good."

After a meal, when I was about to go out, I found that it was raining.

It was still the kind of drizzling that made people feel helpless. Although the rain was not heavy, it would not stop for a while. With the chill of early winter, it seemed that it could seep into the bones all the time.

Zhou Zekai blinked at him hopefully, "Do you have an umbrella?"

I really think I know everything about weather.Wang Jiexi said helplessly, "I didn't bring it, the weather forecast only said it was cloudy."

After all, he turned on the map of his mobile phone and wanted to check if there was a convenience store nearby where he could buy umbrellas.

Zhou Zekai fiddled with the zipper of his jacket twice, then suddenly reached out and tugged at Wang Jiexi's sleeve, "What's up this afternoon?"

"No," Wang Jiexi replied casually, his hands kept moving, "What's wrong?"

The shooting time agreed with the manufacturer is tomorrow, and I came here earlier only because of Zhou Zekai's invitation.I still want to have a good meal and go to the museum to stroll around, so I guess it will be wasted after such a toss.

Zhou Zekai's eyes lit up, "Come to my house."

"Ah?" Wang Jiexi looked at him in surprise, shook his hands, and beat "the whole family" into "persuading a fight".

"Come to my house," Zhou Zekai repeated, his big eyes blinking suddenly, with a look of course, "It's very close."

Speaking of this, Wang Jiexi felt that he was completely deprived of the position of refusing, so he swallowed all the excuses he found after searching his brain, smiled and nodded, "Okay."

Zhou Zekai also laughed, at such a close distance, Wang Jiexi could almost see his shadow in his tender and tender eyes.Immediately afterwards, Zhou Zekai grabbed his wrist quite naturally, and led him into a winding and narrow alley, "This way."

Facts proved that what Zhou Zekai said was true. It only took 10 minutes from the noodle shop to the gate of the community, and the two of them didn't even get their hair wet.

It is obvious that the community has been around for some years, and even the gold lettering on the gate has begun to peel off, but judging from the overall layout and greening conditions, it was still relatively high-end.

Of course, apart from the short distance, another important factor was that Zhou Zekai insisted on taking off the cashmere scarf and covering their heads as rain ponchos.

For this hospitality, Wang Jiexi actually refused in his heart.Firstly, I feel distressed about the scarf, and secondly, I am worried that if some sharp-eyed fans catch me, there will inevitably be bloody storms on Weibo and forums.

But Zhou Zekai didn't care, he pursed his lips, and his clear eyes showed unprecedented stubbornness, "I'll catch a cold."

Wang Jiexi relied on a pair of big and small eyes that "have thousands of stars, ten thousand in the left eye, and one thousand in the right eye".

But the other party was Zhou Zekai who was known for his good temper.

——This is tofu with brine, one thing is one thing.

So he decided to give up the pointless struggle, and let Zhou Zekai put the scarf on his head and shoulders, thinking that even if he made the headlines, he would be with the gun king, and he would not lose money.

It's just that everyone in Tiny Herb's public relations department has suffered. When the Chinese New Year comes, no matter what, everyone will have to send a box of Bawang shampoo.

Standing in the spacious foyer, Wang Jiexi looked around. The strong feminine aura revealed by the interior furnishings set off an alarm in his mind.

Zhou Zekai didn't feel it, he just squatted in front of the slippers cabinet and looked for a pair that didn't look so girly.

"Give."

Wang Jiexi took a look at the slippers he handed over. They were made of cotton, with blue and black checks, and they were the kind of slippers that could wrap the entire foot, making them very warm at first sight.

It's a pity that each one is embroidered with a bunny head wearing a bow.

Wang Jiexi suddenly had the urge to turn around and leave.

By now Zhou Zekai had changed his shoes, and came out with two towels from the bathroom. Seeing that Wang Jiexi was still standing there motionless, he couldn't help being surprised, and stepped forward to tug him, urging, "Come in."

Wang Jiexi worked hard to mobilize his facial muscles, showing a seemingly natural smile, "Let's forget it, Xiao Zhou..."

However, there was no smile in his eyes.

"Why?" Zhou Zekai felt aggrieved—slippers are a little girly, but I have tried my best, what can a mother with a girlish heart do.

"...It's not good to have a girlfriend."

It was literally squeezed out word by word.

"Huh?" Zhou Zekai's expression became even more confused after hearing this.

--girlfriend?Where is the girlfriend?How come he doesn't even know about it?

But facing the displeasure on Wang Jiexi's face, no matter how innocent he was, he understood at this moment.

So he giggled, took Wang Jiexi's hand and dragged him to the master bedroom involuntarily, pointing to the old wedding photos on the wall, "Look."

The beautiful bride in a white wedding dress has exactly the same eyes as Zhou Zekai.

"No way," Wang Jiexi couldn't laugh or cry at this moment, "You take me to your parents' house."

Originally, they planned to enjoy the world of the two, but they were accidentally tricked into visiting their future father-in-law and mother-in-law.

Can no one give him a plot hint first?

Zhou Zekai tilted his head innocently, "It's close."

The bright and clear eyes seem to be asking, are you really going to get into trouble over this kind of thing?

Wang Jiexi had nothing to do with him, he could only laugh, and at the same time scratched the bridge of his straight nose unwillingly, "My heart is really dirty."

Zhou Zekai seldom had the experience of entertaining guests alone at home, so now he could only recall his mother's usual way of doing things, and reluctantly followed suit.

Wang Jiexi leaned back on the large fabric sofa in the living room, watching him run in and out to boil water, make tea, turn on the TV, cut fruit, and put snacks on plates.

I even dug out the juicer that had been idle for a long time and squeezed a bottle full of orange juice.

After a lot of busy work, Zhou Zekai not only turned his hair up more lively than before, but even a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead and the tip of his nose.

During this period, Wang Jiexi wanted to stand up to help several times, but was firmly stopped.

So after he took a plate of pomegranate seeds that had been peeled, he grabbed Zhou Zekai's arm and pressed him on the sofa.

"Don't be so busy," Wang Jiexi raised his chin towards the coffee table, "Have a tea party with so many things."

Zhou Zekai rubbed his neck shyly, "Then you eat."

Just as Wang Jiexi was about to answer, his eyes were attracted by his red fingertips, and the tentacles turned out to be icy cold.

"Why don't you use hot water?" He frowned half-sincerely, and slapped Zhou Zekai's palm, "In such a cold day, you don't want your hands anymore?"

"I forgot to turn on the water heater..." Zhou Zekai argued softly, trying to withdraw his hand.

However, Wang Jiexi didn't allow it, first put his hands in his palms and warmed them for a long time, then got up and poured a big cup of hot tea for him, "Take it, warm your hands."

Zhou Zekai took the cup with both hands, lowered his head and took a sip, and looked at him with a happy smile, "It smells so good."

After chatting about the daily chores of their respective teams and alliances, and watching the introduction of new movies on the movie channel, the two nerds finally decided to turn the event into an arena PK.

At the end, I can't remember how many games we played in total. Anyway, each other won and lost. The two of them moved their sore fingers.

"You played well." Wang Jiexi nodded in approval.

"Yeah." Zhou Zekai didn't hide his complacency - you know, in the past few months, he has been thinking about the magician's game video whenever he has time.

He wanted to add more water to Wang Jiexi's teacup, but the other party stopped him with his hand.

"No need, Xiao Zhou," Wang Jiexi stood up, shaking the watch on his wrist, "I should go."

"Ah?" Zhou Zekai looked up at him with a blank expression, "Where are you going?"

"...the hotel," Wang Jiexi was as confused as he was, "If you arrive late, your reservation will be cancelled."

"You won't stay?"

"...?!" For the first time in history, Wang Jiexi stared at both eyes equally.

——So what kind of hidden plot is this that I don't know about?

Zhou Zekai jumped off the sofa with bare feet, ran to the other side of the living room and opened the curtains, and the scene of the wind and rain outside caught their eyes in an instant.

The bean-sized raindrops were caught by the north wind and slapped on the glass, leaving a series of winding water marks; not far from downstairs, a few willow trees were pitching and whirling in the wind, like witches in green clothes and long hair.

Wang Jiexi also followed him to the window, looked around, and suddenly felt the cold.

It's really not a wise move to go out in this kind of weather.

"You'll get wet." Zhou Zekai seriously reminded.

The bangs drooped as he turned his head, brushing the slender eyelashes like butterfly tentacles.

But to Wang Jiexi, those soft hairs seemed to brush his heart.

The tip of my heart seemed to be scratched gently by a small brush, and then again.

I understand what he thinks, but——

"This...isn't it convenient?"

"Inconvenient?" Zhou Zekai's expression seemed as if the other party had just finished speaking a string of Martian language. After all, he really didn't understand why it would be inconvenient for two big men to live together. "Xiao Jiang lived there too..."

At that time, Jiang Botao had just transferred to Samsara, and just in time for the Mid-Autumn Festival, his parents asked him to bring his new teammate, who was not familiar with him, home for a reunion dinner. One night.

——Because Jiang Botao has no thoughts about you, but I do.Wang Jiexi smiled wryly in his heart.

"Oh..." Zhou Zekai scratched the bangs in front of his forehead, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he showed an expression of enlightenment, "They are going to Hangzhou and won't come back at night."

This silly boy... Wang Jiexi felt a little powerless. He acted like he was a junior high school student who sneaked to a classmate's house to play games for fear of being caught by the other's parents.

But such a rare opportunity to be alone, he is not willing to let it go for no reason.

As the old saying goes, "There are flowers that can be broken, and there are flowers that need to be broken." It's not.

Thinking of this, Wang Jiexi called the hotel front desk to cancel the reservation, turned around and smiled slightly at Zhou Zekai, "Then I will ask the gun king to take him in tonight."