If Zhou Xingchi can also talk about love

That serious look is in stark contrast to the 1.6-meter bear in his arms.But no matter how you look at it, you feel cute.

I suppressed a smile and said, "It's true that many little girls like furry dolls and such. The room is very beautiful, and I like it."

It is true that many girls like furry bears and the like, but there are too many dolls on this bed.

Master Xing tilted his head, rubbed against the doll's head, put it back to its original position, and did not forget to pat it twice. "Just like it. By the way, you must be very hungry. Let's have lunch first."

I nodded and closed the door after he walked out.

When he heard the sound of my closing the door, he turned around and said, "Azhi, are you afraid of sleeping alone?"

"Don't be afraid." I said honestly.Since I slept alone in a room when I was six years old, I don’t seem to have been afraid in general, unless it was a night of thunder and lightning.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's good not to be afraid. You won't be afraid after closing the door."

I have known for a long time that Master Xing is afraid of the dark, and he has to turn on the lights when he sleeps at night. When it is serious, he even opens the door, and even asks someone to sleep with him.It's just that I'm the exact opposite of him.

As I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, I must close the door and turn off all the lights when I sleep.

"Master Xing, I'm quite brave."

I patted my chest and said boldly.

"Haha..." He shook his head helplessly.

The restaurant is on the first floor. After going down the stairs, Master Xing stopped, pointed to the end of the corridor, and said, "The bathroom is over there, let's go, let's wash our hands first. Look at my memory, you can wash your hands in the bathroom of the room, but you have to go So far. Well, that's what it's like when you're older."

I followed behind him, looking at his back, my eyes were a little moist.

"What's the matter, Master Xing, you are still very young."

What I am most afraid of is that the person who is most unwilling to obey the old has to obey the old.What I am most afraid of is that the person I love the most feels that I am getting old.

He slowed down and asked, "Really?"

I looked at the seriousness in his eyes and nodded very seriously.

His frown was finally relaxed.

Wash your hands, walk into the restaurant, and smell a fragrance.The kitchen and the dining room are adjacent to each other with only a door between them.

Master Xing walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair, and motioned for me to sit down.

Then, he walked to the door of the kitchen, leaned against the door frame, and asked, "Xiao Zhao, how are your lunch preparations going?"

"Just wait for you to say dinner."

"Then let's serve. I'm hungry." He rubbed his stomach with his left hand, with a hint of childlike coquettishness in his tone.

After giving the order, sit down directly opposite me. "Xiao Zhao's cooking skills are very good."

While talking, a woman about 30 years old walked out of the kitchen with two dishes in her hands.

The woman smiled and said softly: "Master Xing, you have a sweet mouth."

I squinted my eyes and watched them talking and laughing happily.

No matter how you look at it, it really feels like a family.

"Master Xing, do you usually live here?" Actually, I just looked at some of the furnishings in this house. Although it is very new and clean, it does not look like you don't live there all year round.

Master Xing leaned back slightly, and said: "No, I usually live with my mother, and occasionally come over for vacation or something. Actually, no one lives in this house usually, if Jiaojiao and the others come over , usually go home."

The Jiaojiao in his mouth should be Xu Jiao.Needless to say, I knew that if Xu Jiao came over, of course she would go to his house.

"Oh, if they come over, it will be more lively."

Master Xing nodded, "Yes. My mother likes to be lively."

While talking, the cook has already brought up all the dishes, all of which are home-cooked.

"Azhi, let's eat. I'm afraid you won't be used to Cantonese cuisine, so I specially asked Xiao Zhao to come over and cook the dishes that you southerners like to eat."

I looked at the dishes on the table, and they were all Sichuan dishes with chili.

"Can you eat spicy food?" I looked at him worriedly, after all, Hong Kong doesn't really eat chili.

Master Xing picked up a piece of chicken and put it into my bowl, and said, "Yes, I can take spicy food very well."

"Oh. Then, won't that Miss Zhao eat with us?"

As soon as I finished speaking, the cook came over with a large bowl of soup, put it away, wiped her hands on the apron, and said, "You and Xingye eat first, and I will eat it later when the nanny comes back." .”

Master Xing also smiled, and said: "Azhi, you eat first, they will eat it later, they can't eat such spicy food."

The cook smiled, turned and went into the kitchen.

I glanced at the pile of vegetables on the table for a week, and it looked really spicy. "Then shall we eat first?"

"Hmm." The person opposite nodded.

I picked up the chopsticks, picked up the piece of chicken in the bowl, and put it in my mouth.This Kung Pao Chicken tastes crunchy, the heat is just right, and the ingredients are just right.

After dinner, Master Xing asked me to go back to my room to rest, not even letting me take away the bowl, and kept pushing me out of the restaurant.

I stood in the living room, tilted my head and thought for a while, and said, "I'm not tired, I don't want to rest."

Master Xing stood in front of me, holding an apple in his hand, and said, "You can take a nap if you're not tired."

I glanced out the floor-to-ceiling windows. At this moment, the sun is shining outside, and the sunlight is shining on the leaves, which are very green.

After thinking about it, he said, "Then are you going home?"

Before the meal, Master Xing said that he is usually at home, so he should go back later.

Master Xing took a bite of the apple, sat on the sofa, and said, "I'm not going home. I never said I would go back. I'm here, watching movies and reading books."

Oh, I said in my heart.If you don't go back now, you will go back in the afternoon.

"Then I'll take a shower and watch a movie with you later, okay?" I begged, if I want to take a nap, I might as well do something serious.I just took this opportunity to watch a movie with him and get to know him better.

"Well, aren't you sleepy?" He froze for a moment and asked.

"not sleepy."

"Okay then. Go take a shower. By the way, the towels in the bathroom and other toiletries are all new. Don't worry about using them." He spat out a piece of apple peel, narrowed his eyes, and said.

"Okay." I turned around and walked upstairs.

Enter the room, close the door, and open the bathroom door.

There were two new towels hanging over the washbasin with the labels still on.There are new toothbrushes, new toothpaste, new combs...everything is necessary, all brand new.

I undressed, turned on the pompadour, and started showering.

The warm water rushing down my hair is very comforting.

After a quick shower, I dried my hair, found a set of simple home clothes from the suitcase, changed, and went downstairs with my hair covered.

When he walked to the living room, Master Xing was not there.I went to the sofa and sat down, feeling empty.Originally, the whole house was big, and there was no one there, so I felt a little lonely for no reason.

"Well, Miss Xin, Master Xing has already gone to the study to wait for you. He asked me to take you there, please." The cook just now came over and said to me.

I quickly stood up, "Okay."

I followed her and walked up from the living room. The study is on the second floor, which should occupy a large area.There are only three rooms on the second floor, one of which is the study.

"Miss Xin, go in, Master Xing is already inside." Standing at the door, the cook said with a smile.

"Okay, thanks." I thank you.

She turned and went downstairs, and I knocked on the door, feeling like being sent to the door.

"Please come in." Master Xing's voice sounded.

I gently opened the door, leaned over and walked in.

The study room is quite large, with two large bookshelves filled with literary works and oil paintings on the walls.

Master Xing was sitting at the desk, holding an English version of the book in his hand.

"Master Xing." I swallowed and shouted.

"Ah Zhi, have you taken a shower? Has your hair dried yet?" He put down the book, slowly raised his head, with tenderness in his eyes.

Feeling my little heart speeding up, I swallowed again, and replied: "Well, it's blown dry."

In fact, my hair is quite long, it is difficult to dry it, and I thought that Master Xing should not wait too long, so I just blow-dried it casually a few times, and it was only half-dried.

Master Xing stood up, walked in front of me, and said, "Just blow it dry, don't catch a cold. Let's go to the movies."

Then, he passed through a curtain next to the bookshelf and walked in directly.

I followed behind, only to realize that there was something wrong.

No wonder, the study is so big.

Here, it is a small theater.

In the room, there is a big screen and a row of comfortable sofas. In front of the sofa is a coffee table with snacks on it.The bookshelf by the wall is full of discs.

Here, turn off the lights, close the curtains, and enjoy the feeling of being in a theater, which is really great.

"What movie do you want to watch?" Master Xing leaned halfway on the bookshelf, picking up a disc on it.

I leaned over and looked around, and found that they were all well-reputed movies, some from the 80s, some from the 90s, some from the Mainland, some from Hong Kong and Taiwan, and some from abroad.

"Don't have your movie?"

Master Xing held two boxes of discs in his hand, he was a little surprised, "I acted? Or the director?"

"You starred."

"There." Master Xing pointed to the end position of the bookshelf.

I rushed over and found that he had placed his discs at the bottom, the most inconspicuous place.

His fingers slid across the disc box, and finally stopped on a box.

Pick it up, it is the early movie of Master Xing: "Curry Chili".In fact, I have watched this movie many times, and every time I watch it, I am very moved.

Holding the disc, he walked up to Master Xing and handed it to him.Seeing that the corner of his mouth twitched, he said, "Let's look at the other ones. This one has been around for many years. Young people nowadays may find it ugly."

I shook my head and said, "Just watch this, it's pretty good. You haven't seen your own movie much, so of course you don't know how good it is. Besides, we all like it."

I saw an interview before, the host asked him if he would watch the movie he acted in, and he said that he would change the channel immediately when he saw it on TV.

He put down the disc in his hand, stroked his hair, and said, "Azhi, are you sure you want to watch this?"

I nod.Then he slowly took the disc from my hand.

"Actually, we can watch Hollywood blockbusters." He muttered "dying throes."

I shook my head, just to watch this movie.

He shook his head helplessly, took the disc and walked to the projector.After he put the disc away, I closed the curtains and sat down gropingly.

The curtains are blackout, and the whole room is now dark.

Master Xing took advantage of the glimmer of light on the screen, walked to me and sat down.

"Actually, Ah Zhi, this movie is outdated." He said in a low voice.

I chuckled lightly and said comfortingly, "How could that be? I like it anyway."