缠绵 游戏

Rehearsals didn't go so well after that.

After everyone changed into costumes for performances, some of the originally designed action stages were far less effective than expected.Everyone was queuing, discussing, and making revisions. After repeated attempts, time passed quickly.

At the beginning, Yang Yue would pay special attention to the direction Shu Ziqin was sitting in. After a long time, she gradually focused on the rehearsal, and she had nothing else to do.

After repeated revisions on a key point several times, Zhao Qinqing had some differences of opinion with the boy in charge of stage arrangement.Neither of the two could convince the other, and the opinions of the rest of the actors were not unified, and they could not reach an agreement in a short time.After queuing for a whole day, everyone was tired and impatient, and the atmosphere quickly turned bad.

Yang Yue felt that the suggestions from both sides were incompatible, so she tried to smooth things over for a while, but seeing that the effect was not good, she didn't bother to mix it up.Even with the protection of a Band-Aid, wearing small shoes is not a comfortable thing, and his feet hurt a lot.While everyone was still arguing, he sneaked to the bench and sat next to Shu Ziqin.

"Which one do you think is better?" He asked Shu Ziqin.

Shu Ziqin told him without hesitation: "I like that girl's proposal."

Yang Yue asked: "Why?"

"According to her proposal, when you are doing this movement," Shu Ziqin said while imitating Yang Yue's gestures, "it happens to be standing in the center of the stage."

Yang Yue saw his awkward appearance of twisting his waist and shaking his head and brushing his non-existent long hair, and laughed loudly: "Am I so stupid!"

Shu Ziqin sat up straight again, and also laughed: "You look very good-looking, and you are suitable to stand in the middle of the stage."

Yang Yue patted him hard on the shoulder twice: "That's right, young man, you have a future and vision."

Shu Ziqin scratched her hair with a smile, and asked, "Senior, do your feet still hurt a little? I think your movements are not natural when you walk over."

"A little bit," Yang Yue said, stretching out her legs and erecting her feet in lace-up sandals. "My feet are too big, and I can't buy shoes of the right size."

Shu Ziqin moved her sneaker-wearing feet closer to his, "No, isn't it big at all?"

He is tall, and his frame is naturally big. The sneakers look bulkier than the sandals, and Yang Yue's feet are suddenly made petite and slender.

Yang Yue faintly hurt her self-esteem, retracted her feet, and asked, "How tall are you?"

"1.8 meters seven," said Shu Ziqin, "I just measured it last week."

Yang Yue's mentality became even worse.

"...What do you usually like to eat?" He asked.

Shu Ziqin thought for a while: "Noodles, steamed buns, bread, etc... I also like hot pot!"

Yang Yue, who loves to drink milk, deeply feels the unfairness of this world.

"That..." Shu Ziqin lowered his head and looked at his long legs that were still straight, "Senior, after the rehearsal is over, shall we go have dinner together?"

Yang Yue looked him up and down twice, and asked, "Do you want me to take off my makeup and change my clothes before going, or do you want me to just go like this?"

Shu Ziqin opened his eyes wide, raised his head and looked at him in surprise, he didn't know what kind of picture he had made up in his brain, and suddenly became nervous: "It's all, it's all right!"

Yang Yue smiled.

He shook his head and sighed while laughing, thinking, alas, all smelly men are the same.

"...But it would be inconvenient to dress up like this," Shu Ziqin said again, "Senior, you must change your shoes."

Yang Yue didn't pay attention to what he was saying, stretched out her arms to wrap around his arms, and leaned her whole body against him very deliberately, and said, "Then you want to invite me?"

Shu Ziqin's whole body froze.

Yang Yue became more and more proud.He recalled the picture of Shu Ziqin sticking the Band-Aid on him a few hours ago, and he wanted to repay the embarrassment he felt at that time.

"Just now it was agreed that there would be a reward, right?" He smiled sweetly at Shu Ziqin, "You helped me a lot today, and I will definitely repay you. I will give you a chance to treat me to dinner, and you should cherish it. "

This is so brazen, even if it is such a wild monster like Jing Tian, ​​I am afraid that he will be stunned on the spot, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

But I didn't want Shu Ziqin to lick his lips with a tense face, and nodded in agreement without any objection, as if this was really a reasonable reward: "Oh, good!"

After he finished speaking, taking advantage of the unexpected Yang Yue still in a daze, he asked again: "Senior, what do you like to eat?"

"I..." Yang Yue rolled his eyes, "I take one child at a time."

Shu Ziqin blinked twice blankly.

"...I only eat you." Yang Yue ran his fingers along the contours of his face, "White and tender, innocent and innocent, it's a great tonic."

"I..." Shu Ziqin blushed, "What innocence, I... Senior, I'm asking you seriously."

This look is really cute.

Yang Yue likes to see other people being overwhelmed by her teasing the most, and she becomes more playful and intensifies.

He held Shu Ziqin's arm with one hand, lifted Shu Ziqin's chin with the other, raised his head slightly, looked directly into Shu Ziqin's eyes, and said with a smile, "I'm serious too."

Shu Ziqin looked at him for a long time, then leaned back, carefully avoiding his hand: "You're just kidding me, I'm not stupid."

Yang Yue couldn't hold back, laughed out loud again, and patted her thigh hard a few times.

"You are like this with many people," Shu Ziqin said, "I've seen it all."

Yang Yue pretended to be pitiful: "What do you mean, you despise me?"

"Of course not, I mean I know you're kidding me, so..."

Shu Ziqin was only in the middle of his sentence when he was interrupted unexpectedly by Yang Yue, who was addicted to drama.

"You think I'm watery and not good enough for you, right?" He pretended to sniff, "You think I'm unclean, and you don't mean it to me, you just want to play with me."

"..."

Shu Ziqin was completely at a loss.

Yang Yue still wanted to act, but unfortunately she couldn't control her expression properly, she couldn't hold back her laughter completely, and her tone of voice was also distorted when she spoke: "Tell me clearly, will you marry me?"

"..."

Shu Ziqin seemed to want to laugh too, but his face flushed very red again, and he opened his mouth, as if he didn't know what to say.

Yang Yue touched his face again: "Is it possible? I want something accurate."

Shu Ziqin's skin not only looks fresh and fair, but also feels good to the touch, smooth and addictive.

Shu Ziqin pursed his lips lightly and nodded, "...Yes."

"Pfft," Yang Yue burst out laughing, "Hahahahahaha!"

He slapped his thigh fiercely again, and after two slaps he found it hurt a bit, so he patted Shu Ziqin's instead.Shu Ziqin stood there in embarrassment, motionless, allowing him to lean forward and back and clap indiscriminately.

After a while, seeing Yang Yue still couldn't stop laughing, Shu Ziqin finally spoke in a helpless tone: "Senior..."

He yelled softly and slowly, sounding aggrieved.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore," Yang Yue said, and rubbed Shu Ziqin's short hair, "Be good!"

Shu Ziqin's hair was still a little messy, so he rubbed a few handfuls, and when he found out his conscience, he tidied them up carefully.

"Okay," he nodded in satisfaction, and muttered softly, "this is so handsome."

Shu Ziqin sat obediently, and said, "It's not just me, it's not good for you to tease others like this."

"What's the matter, everyone is very happy," Yang Yue didn't care, "I'm just kidding."

"...What if someone takes it seriously?"

"How is it possible?" Yang Yue waved her hand, "It's not that I don't know my gender."

"Some people like boys." Shu Ziqin said.

"Boys who like boys won't be interested in my current attire," Yang Yue said, "Why, are you really not happy?"

Shu Ziqin shook his head vigorously: "Of course not!"

Yang Yue raised her eyebrows.

Shu Ziqin closed her mouth tightly, avoiding his sight: "...I'm sure you won't hate it."

Yang Yue immediately showed a malicious smile, and began to plot evil again.Seeing that Shu Ziqin was hiding and not looking at him, he simply stood up, turned around and stood in front of Shu Ziqin, condescendingly hooking Shu Ziqin's chin.

Shu Ziqin was forced to raise his head, with a worried expression on his face, but what he said was extremely disruptive to the atmosphere: "Senior, please sit down, because your feet hurt, you should stop standing for a while."

"Thank you," Yang Yue smiled at him, "You are so considerate."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Shu Ziqin's reaction, he turned sideways very simply, and sat on Shu Ziqin's lap lightly.

"Baby," he still hooked his finger on Shu Ziqin's chin, "are you satisfied with me?"

Shu Ziqin neither spoke nor moved, his whole body was completely petrified.

Yang Yue raised her head, approached his ear, and whispered: "If you like, I can be your limited girlfriend for today."

Most of the boys who are flustered towards him are like this. They have been single for a long time and want to ask for some benefits from him in order to obtain psychological satisfaction.Shu Ziqin's personality is honest and cute, and he reacts amusingly when he is amused. Yang Yue doesn't mind giving him a little more sweetness.

Seeing that Shu Ziqin was still unresponsive, Yang Yue thought about whether he should make a big move and kiss him.

Just as he was about to take action, he vaguely sensed something was wrong, and moved his butt slightly.

Then, he muttered softly: "...what is it?"

Shu Ziqin finally reacted and swallowed.

Yang Yue lowered her head, moved her buttocks again, carefully felt the unnatural touch between her buttocks, and quickly frowned: "I'll wipe!"

While speaking, he stretched out his hand abruptly, and used a trick that almost all boys of the same sex used when they were playing with the same sex in adolescence: the monkey steals the peach.

Shu Ziqin hurriedly stopped him, but unfortunately he was a step too late, and immediately screamed.

"Really?" Yang Yue jumped off his lap, looked down at her hand that still had a slight touch, "Isn't it true that you're a virgin so easily excited?"