Play Nice

Chapter 204 204: Are you comfortable with kissing? (One more)
In the taxi, the window was open, and Zhou Ziheng was lying on the window, looking out.

"Self-inflicted."

He is wandering.

Qin Xiang pulled off his clothes: "Ziheng."

He turned back: "Yeah."

"What's wrong with you? Are you still feeling sick?"

After coming out of the hospital, he didn't speak much.Qin Xiang reached out and touched his forehead, but he didn't have a fever.

As soon as she took her hand away, Zhou Ziheng stretched his neck and put it on himself.

He asked, "Is it hot?"

"Not hot."

He stared at her: "touch more carefully."

Qin Xiang didn't move his hand, put it on his forehead, and carefully judged the temperature under his palm.

He asked again, "Is it hot?"

"It's not hot." Qin Xiang confirmed, "The fever has subsided."

"Oh."

His forehead was not hot, but Zhou Ziheng's neck was hot. He turned his head away, looked out the window, and continued to think about life.

It was already two o'clock when I returned to Xingyue Mansion. Zhou Ziheng didn't eat at noon because he had a bad appetite.

Qin Xiang sent him back to 501.

"Are you hungry? Is there anything you want to eat?"

He sat down on the sofa, listlessly: "Aren't you going to work?"

"I took a day off."

"I want to eat dumplings."

Qin Xiang used to be used to him, but now that he is sick again, she has a better temper, so she went to pour him a cup of hot water first, and said softly: "I'll go downstairs to get dumplings, wait for me."

She went to the second floor.

Zhou Ziheng turned on the TV and continued to think about life.

Why can I find Chen Yedu on the Internet?Why does the Da Chen family have Chen Yedu?He clearly died.

Why use Chen Yedu's name to go to the hospital?Why do so many people call him Chen Yedu?Why does no one know about Zhou Ziheng except Qin Xiang?
The eight o'clock drama on TV is being replayed, and the male and female protagonists are expressing their feelings to each other.

Zhou Ziheng couldn't think any longer. He had to watch the TV series first. Although the director's filming was terrible, he still felt very fresh. He didn't watch it much in prison, and he had to work in prison.

"The dumplings are ready."

Zhou Ziheng is addicted to TV series.

Qin Xiang brought out the dumplings: "Ziheng."

He hummed, sitting still.

Qin Xiang said, "It's time to eat."

"Oh."

Zhou Ziheng got up and sat on the chair at the dining table. Just as he sat down, the male and female protagonists began to kiss.

He immediately moved his eyes away, and after a few seconds, he quietly looked at Qin Xiang.

Qin Xiang didn't watch the TV at all: "I didn't put chili in the dipping sauce, so don't eat spicy food these two days."

Zhou Ziheng moved his chair slowly over.

Qin Xiang is still adjusting the dipping sauce: "Wait until the injury on your shoulder is healed-"

His chair had reached hers.

She looked up: "Huh?"

The sound is so soft.

Her face also looked so soft that she wanted to touch it.Zhou Zixian thinks about what to do.

"You don't move."

Qin Xiang's expression was blank and motionless.

Zhou Ziheng glanced at the TV, then raised his chin and pressed his lips to Qin Xiang's right face.

Her eyelashes began to tremble.

He put his hands on the chair, got up a little, his lips just reached her eyebrows, he pressed them down and stayed for a few seconds.

Then the left face.

Qin Xiang was very obedient, except for his eyelashes, he didn't move.

Like a child eating candy for the first time, he tries it bit by bit, and when he tastes the sweetness, he starts to lick it.

At the end of the TV series, you have to get stuck at the point where the male protagonist meets the female protagonist's lips.

Zhou Ziheng was also stuck there.

He stayed for a long time until Qin Xiang turned his face red, and then he sat back on the chair.

He felt that he had a fever again, so hot, his eyes were disobedient, staring at Qin Xiang's lips, unable to move.

"What do you feel?"

Qin Xiang's head was buried bit by bit.

Zhou Ziheng lowered his head to look for her face, insisting on looking at each other: "What about you, do you feel comfortable with my kiss?"

If someone asks this question, it must be very rogue.

But Zhou Ziheng is not. He is a pure novice on the road, and he just wants to get feedback so that he can improve next time.

"Are you comfortable?" he kept asking.

Qin Xiang's face was hot enough to boil eggs: "Dumplings are cold."

"..."

Who told her dumplings? !

Zhou Ziheng was a little frustrated and angry, so he pulled the chair away: "Qin Xiang, when will you take me to get a replacement ID card?"

Qin Xiang suddenly raised his head and panicked.

"What the hell are you looking at?" He was very sensitive about ID cards. "Do you think I have a criminal record?"

"No, no."

She also stuttered.

Zhou Ziheng was suddenly very irritable: "Don't eat."

He got up and went back to his room, closing the door.

Qin Xiang hurriedly chased after him and knocked on the door: "Ziheng."

Zhou Ziheng was stuck on the door.

"Self-inflicted."

He will go out after a few more words. He likes to hear her call Ziheng.

But there was no sound after that.

He waited for a while before opening the door. When he went out to take a look, there was a note left on the dining table: "I'm going back to the funeral home for work. When the dumplings are cold, put them in the microwave to warm them up."

There is also a diagram of the use of the microwave oven.

Zhou Ziheng was so angry that he swore to God: If he went to move cement to make money for her, he would be a dog.

In the afternoon he went to the construction site and asked the foreman if he had any other work.

The foreman said that he could move the steel bars for three hundred and fifty days.

He said he could.

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At seven o'clock in the evening, the DJ came on stage, the sound waves pushed the waves, and the men and women on the dance floor began to cheer.

Xiao Min opened her eyes, she was in room 88.

"woke up."

The familiar voice made her consciousness gradually return to her cage. She shook her dizzy head and began to look around.

The black sofa, colorful laser lights, and the business collar sitting in the middle of the sofa are almost the same as last time, like a scene reappearance.

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　　Second watch from 10:30 to [-]:[-]
　　
　
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