Eat Honey[Transmigration Book]

After the meal, the two came out of the restaurant. There were almost no people on the street outside. Xiao Yao suggested, "Let's go, I'm full, let's walk to get rid of the food."

Zhou Haiquan smiled and said, "Your appetite is still small."

"I used to eat a lot. Maybe it's because I'm growing. I can eat as much as I want without gaining weight. My mother often thinks I eat too much." Xiao Yao rubbed his belly and said as he walked, "But later... After singing, I feel that my appetite has decreased. But I do have to go on a diet, and my master said that you must not be fat, and if you are fat, you will lose your figure."

Liyuan Qiandan has very strict requirements on body shape. Once a man becomes fat, it will be difficult to pretend to be a woman.

"It's not about being fat, it's about being a little skinny. People with thin bones can eat a little fat." Zhou Haiquan said, "I haven't asked yet, how is your performance this time?"

"It's okay, I think it's better than the previous few performances. When I came back from the countryside, my master watched my performance video and gave me a scrupulous look. Zhao Zhilan and the others also communicated with me. Domestic TV stations seem to want to It's on the sixth or seventh day, you can watch it then and give me your opinion."

Zhou Haiquan nodded and said, "You are very smart and talented. What you lack is stage experience. It would be nice to be on stage more in the future."

A thought suddenly popped up in Xiao Yao's mind. A car drove up from behind. Zhou Haiquan seemed to realize something, so he put his hands around his shoulders. The two switched positions and asked him to go to the outside of the road. up.

Xiao Yao asked: "I used to think that you would hate opera singers very much," he said with a smile, "I remember when Zhou Hairong first entered your house, Zhou Hairong said that I was a singer, and your face was very pale. Not pretty."

Zhou Haiquan said: "To be honest, I really didn't like it at the time."

"Is it because of Aunt Fang?"

Zhou Haiquan nodded: "A lot of things happened in our family before. My father likes to listen to Kunqu opera very much. When he was young, he and Aunt Fang got together. Because of this, it caused great harm to my mother and our brothers and sisters. Influence. In fact, when I was young, I often listened to my father play Kunqu opera, and I was fascinated by it, and I liked it a little bit, but later because of Aunt Fang, I felt..."

In addition, at that time, he really had a prejudice against Xiao Yao, and felt that Xiao Yao was restless and angry.

The ease of singing opera is not serious, which is his strange impression of this industry in the past.

"What about now, do you like it?"

Zhou Haiquan just laughed and said, "Actually, I don't really like it very much now, it's just that I love my house and black people, because this is your profession."

Maybe beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Xiao Yao froze for a moment, then became a little embarrassed.Zhao Zhilan told him that it is natural for men to fall in love, but every time he heard Zhou Haiquan say that he liked him, he felt a little awkward, as if he was imprisoned by shame.He didn't answer the conversation, and the two of them walked slowly along the river in silence. Xiao Yao in the night had a very glamorous handsomeness. His hair was parted in the middle, which only handsome guys can hold, blown by the wind. She was a little disheveled, with a tall and straight body, red lips and white skin, red and white that could not be covered by the night.On the other hand, Zhou Haiquan was taller, more stern, taller and taller, and in order to walk with Xiao Yao, he specially slowed down his steps.

After walking for another two or three minutes, Xiao Yao noticed that Zhou Haiquan was getting closer and closer to him, and then the two of them even touched their arms from time to time.Xiao Yao's heart was beating fast, and his hands curled up slightly, thinking whether to put his hands in his pockets, at this moment, he felt Zhou Haiquan's hand touching his.

The hand is different from the arm, because it is exposed, so it is warm, and the touch is obvious. After touching it, and then staggering away, his heartbeat accelerated again, and Zhou Haiquan moved closer. There was no smell of red wine, and then touched his hand again, this time after touching it, he didn't leave again, but used his fingers to gently hook his little finger.

Xiao Yao was really nervous to the point of exploding, his heart was no longer his own, and for a moment the battle between heaven and man was in his mind, and he was holding his breath. Should he pull his hand away, or let Zhou Haiquan hold it...

He glanced at Zhou Haiquan out of the corner of his eyes, but saw Zhou Haiquan pursing his lips, looking straight ahead, his throat slipped up and down, and then Xiao Yao felt Zhou Haiquan's hand completely grasping his, tenderly The hot palm was like talking about love, and the thumb lightly rubbed the back of his hand, and he became honest all of a sudden, and didn't move again.

The two of them held hands and continued to walk forward, their hearts beating thumping, gurgling, like honey gushing out, how could it be so sweet, so exciting.Holding hands for the first time in life is so young and beautiful that people will never forget it for the rest of their lives.