Super unpopular CP[entertainment circle]

30.

It takes about three hours to fly from Haicheng to Chongqing.

Just after zero o'clock when the plane took off, the stewardess took a blanket to cover the passengers.

Fang Zhixing was a little sleepy, his eyelids drooped and he was drowsy.

Zhong Siyuan took out the earphones and handed one to Fang Zhixing: "Listen?"

"En." Fang Zhixing lazily agreed, and tilted his head, "You wear it for me."

Zhong Siyuan turned sideways and hung the earphones on Fang Zhixing's ears.

The moment the music started, Fang Zhixing closed his eyes, leaned his head on Zhong Siyuan's shoulder in a daze, and said, "Call me when we arrive."

"Okay, go to sleep."

While Fang Zhixing was sleeping, the night owl who slept late on Weibo exploded again.

Lu Yunchuan's fans quickly posted on the Internet about Fang Zhixing's confession at the airport. Fang Zhixing's fans couldn't laugh or cry: "Although we are cute, we are cute, but we are also very handsome, okay? Please pay more attention to "Missing a Wasted Name"!"

There is also a video of Zhong Siyuan showing up to take Fang Zhixing away.

The video was taken by Lu Yunchuan's fans. His hands were shaking with excitement, and his screams pierced his eardrums.

The CP fan was already knocked out by the straight ball of these two people, and with big dark circles under his eyes, he called out: "Please restrain yourself outside, I'm afraid the higher-ups will notice you."

It just broke my heart.

In the video, there is also the sentence Fang Zhixing shouted at the top of his throat. Fans laughed like crazy, saying that they thought Fang Zhixing was "sweet □□", but unexpectedly it turned out to be a choking pepper.

Choking on the chili pepper, he slept soundly, and when Zhong Siyuan called him, he couldn't open his eyes.

"Qingqing, wake up." Zhong Siyuan pinched Fang Zhixing's face, this person sleeps like this, and can't wake up crying, "Qingqing, Fang Zhixing."

Fang Zhixing knocked off his hand with his eyes closed, turned his head in another direction and continued to sleep.

Zhong Siyuan shouted out his experience when he told people to get up, and he brought him back: "Don't open your eyes and scratch your itch again."

Fang Zhixing was completely reacting to stress, his body instinctively covered his waist first, and then opened his eyes.The other person is still not sober, and he hums in his mouth: "Why is this trick always?"

Zhong Siyuan pinched his face again: "Okay, go to the hotel and sleep again."

It was pitch black at an altitude of [-] meters, and Fang Zhixing stared at the window for a while with a wooden face, before slowly waking up.

He rubbed his eyes, got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face. When he came back, Zhong Siyuan handed him a bottle of purified water in due course.

"Are you asleep?" Fang Zhixing asked while drinking water.

Zhong Siyuan responded vaguely through his nose, Fang Zhixing understood, fell asleep, but not.

"Is it because I can't sleep with you?" Fang Zhixing squeezed his shoulder, "Push me away."

"fine."

Zhong Siyuan took his hand away, and his eyes drifted out of the window. The plane descended slowly, and dim lights could be seen faintly: "It's raining in Chongqing."

Fang Zhixing looked over, and recited a poem with great mood: "The night rain in Bashan raises the autumn pond." After reading, he turned to Zhong Siyuan, "Can't you catch it?"

Zhong Siyuan's ancestral home is Guangdong. His family immigrated to the United States when he was in high school.Fang Zhixing always felt that people didn't know enough about the history, culture and poetry of the motherland, and they always showed off.

""Night Rain Sends North", Li Shangyin." Zhong Siyuan said coldly, "Your return date is not yet fixed, and the night rain in Bashan floods the autumn pond."

After he finished speaking, he greedily wanted to win back a victory: "Ilovedyoufirst, butafterwardsyourloveoutsoaringmine. Translate."

Fang Zhixing was stunned by the pure American English. With his English level, he could only understand iloveu.

But Zhong Siyuan would definitely not be so straightforward, he pursed his mouth: "I'm a bully, I didn't take your classical Chinese exam."

Zhong Siyuan raised the corners of his lips and smiled, his ice-berg face was used to being cold, and even a little expression was charming, let alone such a blatant smile.

Fang Zhixing was thoroughly treated by a man surnamed Zhong, and he didn't care about thinking about classical Chinese. He poked Zhong Siyuan's thigh: "Why are you so happy?"

Zhong Siyuan grabbed the finger and asked unexpectedly: "Do you want to become a regular?"

"what?"

Fang Zhixing's eyes widened, what does Zhong Siyuan mean?What are you doing now?We have officially passed the pursuit period and confirmed our relationship as a couple!

He almost jumped up from his seat, not at all reserved: "Turn around!"

Zhong Siyuan glanced at the late spring breeze, and said in a low voice, "When did you translate it, and when did you transfer it?"

"???"

That's what it's like to ride a roller coaster!

Fang Zhixing flicked on the spot, and was unhappy: "Isn't it difficult for you to force others? If you don't want to talk about it, then don't want to talk about it. Why make unreasonable demands."

Zhong Siyuan was indifferent: "Forget it."

"..." Fang Zhixing now understands what it means to be led by the nose.

The one being chased is the uncle, who holds the power of life and death, he can only follow behind others to please.

He had neither a stand nor a spine, his nerves were agitated and sensitive by Zhong Siyuan's loose words, and all his small thoughts were aroused.

After struggling for a while, he couldn't help it anymore, and begged in a low voice with his palms folded: "Mr. Zhong, please say it again!"

The plane landed on time at [-]:[-] am.

Fang Zhixing and Zhong Siyuan walked out one after the other, with three or two staff standing in the middle, and Fang Zhixing unconsciously fell behind.

As if he was sure he was still there, Zhong Siyuan looked back.Fang Zhixing caught that gaze, trotted after him, and walked side by side with him.

Coming out of the VIP passage was the car arranged by the crew. As soon as Fang Zhixing went out, he was caught by the wind and rain in the mountain city in early autumn, and couldn't help wrapping his coat tightly.

It was fragrant, and he took a deep breath as if obsessed with it.

Zhong Siyuan was only wearing a denim shirt, and he didn't feel cold on the plane. At this moment, Fang Zhixing was afraid that he would freeze, so he had to take off his clothes and return them to him after getting on the bus.

"No need." Zhong Siyuan turned on the phone, "I'm not cold."

"Chongqing is colder than Haicheng, don't catch a cold." After speaking, he sneezed appropriately.

Zhong Siyuan looked up from the lit screen, and glanced at him sharply: "Put on your clothes."

Fang Zhixing felt that he had completely lost the right to speak.

The field manager posted the hotel information in the group, and a group of people caught up on the plane and were going to have supper nearby.

Fang Zhixing sniffed, smelled a strong smell of hot pot, and sighed: "It smells so good."

Zhong Siyuan clicked on Weibo: "It is said in the group that you also go to eat hot pot."

"I dont go."

Fang Zhixing lacked interest, Zhong Siyuan didn't rest on the plane, and he didn't like hot pot, so he definitely wanted to go back to the hotel to sleep.He didn't want to drag Zhong Siyuan to accompany him. It would be boring to go without Zhong Siyuan alone, so he might as well go back to sleep earlier.

Zhong Siyuan clicked on a video, and the screen shook violently, making the eyes of those watching dizzy.He closed it after watching it for two seconds, reopened an app, and asked, "Order takeaway for you?"

"No more," Fang Zhixing waved his hand, "It will affect my weight loss plan, let's go back to the hotel together."

"it is good."

Fang Zhixing took out his mobile phone to report to Ji Chuan that he was safe, and with the lessons learned from last time, he kindly sent a WeChat message.Who knew that Ji Chuan was still awake at this hour, and came back in seconds: "Qingqing, please keep a low profile with Zhong Yingdi, don't you know that it's not easy to disclose your relationship when your career is rising?"

Fang Zhixing was baffled, Zhong Siyuan hadn't caught up with him yet, who would he openly have an affair with?He sent three question marks to Ji Chuan, thinking of the half-hour chaos at Haicheng Airport, he said in surprise: "I won't be on the hot search again!"

In fact, "Siqing Husband and wife" has been on the trending search for three hours.

Fang Zhixing has become immune to hot searches recently. The waist-raising video posted last week has been widely circulated on various short video websites, attracting many people to follow suit. Among them are dancers and amateurs. No matter what Fang Zhixing was quite happy to hear about it, and felt that if he promoted the dance, it would be more meaningful.

Unlike tonight's trending topic, CP fans say that heroes save the beauty... Fang Zhixing doesn't like it very much, it seems that he is very weak.

It was almost four o'clock when we arrived at the hotel, and the crew arranged for the two male protagonists to be next door. Fang Zhixing pushed the suitcase to swipe the room card, and said good night to Zhong Siyuan with his waist up.

After Fang Zhixing finished packing his luggage and taking a shower, it was almost dawn.He basically didn't sleep all day and night, and he realized that he was a bit stupid, so he should say good morning.

He was just about to go to bed after cleaning his hair when the doorbell rang.

Who is it early in the morning? Fang Zhixing went to open the door, and the delivery guy was waiting outside with two bags.

"Sir, your takeaway."

"Mine?" Fang Zhixing was puzzled, "I'm not mistaken, I didn't order takeaway."

"Huh? Is your surname Fang?"

"correct."

"That's your fault."

It's not easy for the little brother to work all night, so Fang Zhixing hurriedly let him go.

The corridor was empty, he stood at the door with a takeaway bag in his hand, looked at the next door, and guessed that Zhong Siyuan might not be asleep yet.He pulled out the room card and knocked on the door, and soon there were footsteps inside.

The door opened, and Zhong Siyuan appeared in front of him covered in fresh moisture.He was wearing a dark bathrobe, his hair was still dripping, and he looked like he had just come out of the bathroom.

Fang Zhixing smacked his lips, looking down from Zhong Siyuan's wet forehead.

Cold white skin, red eye corners, cheeks kissed by hot air.Further down, there is a protruding Adam's apple, a slightly open front, and a small piece of pectoral muscle exposed in the air.

Too much.

Fang Zhixing felt a little hot.

Zhong Siyuan raised his eyebrows at him with a questioning expression.

Fascinated by the beauty, Fang Zhixing held up the takeaway to his face as if covering his ears and stealing the bell: "Why are you ordering takeaway for me!"

Zhong Siyuan asked back: "Aren't you hungry?"

How could he not be hungry? The last meal he ate was at noon yesterday, and he would not sleep until night at least. Fang Zhixing was equivalent to not having eaten all day.

"Did you buy it for yourself?"

Zhong Siyuan really didn't think of himself, he rushed to inform Fei Lianfei that eating irregularly had become a habit, and he didn't feel anything if he didn't eat for a day.

Fang Zhixing got the answer in Zhong Siyuan's silence, he seemed to have got the command arrow, and suddenly he was able to make use of the problem, rubbing Zhong Siyuan's body and squeezing into the room, a daring person could do anything: "Let's eat together."

Zhong Siyuan stood at the door, stared at the uninvited person for more than ten seconds, and raised his hand to close the door.

Fang Zhixing sat on the carpet and opened the bag: "What did you buy?"

"See for yourself."

Zhong Siyuan said something in a deep voice, then went back to the bathroom to dry his hair.

The plastic bag was tied with a tight knot, and Fang Zhixing lost patience after solving it for a long time, and directly destroyed it with brute force.Hearing the sound from the bathroom, he seemed to feel the hot wind blowing on his face, and the damp hair was a little bit dry, making him itchy everywhere.

Fang Zhixing pinched his waist and took a few breaths, took a break, and tried his best to focus on the takeaway.

Zhong Siyuan ordered a lot, pineapple shrimp, longli fish, seafood soup...

Not Chongqing at all!

It is probably a note for 1 person, and the store only sent a set of tableware, a pair of chopsticks and a spoon.

The sound from the bathroom stopped, Zhong Siyuan took the thermos cup from the cabinet, and walked over like a stroll.

"what about the taste?"

Fang Zhixing patted the sofa behind him: "I haven't eaten yet, come and sit."

Zhong Siyuan sat down with a sense of presence, his long legs almost touching Fang Zhixing's entire upper body.

Fang Zhixing gave him the chopsticks, and took a piece of pineapple with a spoon.Then turned around and put the spoon to Zhong Siyuan's mouth: "You take the first bite."

Zhong Siyuan lowered his eyes, and his eyes were fixed on Fang Zhixing's face. He raised his head and stretched out his hands, his eyes were eager and sticky, with longing for a long time.

Zhong Siyuan's deep and dark eyes moved, he lowered his head and bit the piece of pineapple, the moment the sweet juice burst into his mouth, he suddenly felt that Fang Zhixing should also taste this way.

Fang Zhixing pushed several dishes to the middle, sighed and said, "I think I'm too incompetent!"

Zhong Siyuan bowed his waist, picked up a few shrimps, and put a piece of fish on Fang Zhixing's rice: "How do you say it?"

"Obviously I'm chasing you, but you've always been taking care of me." Fang Zhixing poked at the food twice, "I didn't expect to order takeaway for you, and you're hungry too."

Zhong Siyuan put down his chopsticks: "I'm not hungry."

He opened the lid of the cup to drink water, and the hot stream slid through the throat to relieve the dryness and discomfort: "I also want to maintain my weight."

"What are you keeping, you are not fat."

Zhong Siyuan said: "The next film will be in ancient costumes, it will look better on camera if you are thinner."

Are you preparing for the next film before the filming of this film is finished?Fang Zhixing took a bite of his meal and asked, "Have you signed your next film? When will it be filmed?"

Zhong Siyuan cleared his throat, and his voice became hoarse: "I signed the agreement of intent, and if there are no accidents, I will join the group in the next year."

Fang Zhixing was very sensitive: "Why is your voice hoarse, is it freezing?"

He got up and sat on the sofa, reaching out to touch Zhong Siyuan's forehead.

Zhong Siyuan stopped him halfway, and cleared his throat before speaking: "No, I'm flying."

Can you lose your voice by flying?Fang Zhixing frowned: "You were not like this before."

In the past in South Korea, he flew here and there for performances every three days, and Zhong Siyuan was in good condition for no reason, and his voice was simply a gift from God.

Zhong Siyuan stretched out his hand and pushed the man down: "I'm getting old."

Fang Zhixing fell to the ground with his ass, feeling that this person is so heartless!

He twisted his body, grabbed onto Zhong Siyuan's leg, and before he could speak, someone rubbed against his side maliciously.

"Do you still want to eat?" Zhong Siyuan stuffed Fang Zhixing's mouth with a piece of pineapple, threw his chopsticks and gave the order to evict customers, "Eat quickly, go back to sleep after eating, I'm sleepy."

Zhong Siyuan said he was sleepy, so Fang Zhixing dared to hold back.

He settled the dinner three times, five times and two times, and fed it with his own hands a few times during the period. The man surnamed Zhong seemed to have no long hands, and he sat there waiting to eat with the chopsticks in his hands.

After Fang Zhixing finished his meal, he cleaned up the trash, and it was already dawn.

It was another cloudy and rainy day, and the people watching were feeling depressed. Fang Zhixing tried his best to ignore the strange feeling, and looked back reluctantly before going out.

Zhong Siyuan stood by the window with his arms folded, looking down on the misty and rainy city from a height with a stern expression.

This looks very much like the day they reunited, the coldness is chilling.

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感谢在2020-05-1220:24:37~2020-05-1319:42:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Le Cheng 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 8 bottles of Jingxixi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!