I Won’t Get Drunk With My Nemesis Again

“What did you just say is missing a set?”

The pain from the tip of the nose was too strong, and Jiang Zhao was blurred by physiological tears, so he didn’t notice that Xiao Siye had just looked at his eyes.

As if peeping into the gloom, the amber eyes seemed to have turned into a red light, and the wolf had already reached the extreme of patience and would swoop in at any moment, hunting the snow-white, delicious and attractive fragrance, peeling it off bit by bit and swallowing it into its stomach.

However, the light of his eyes lasted for a second, and Xiao Siye became a handsome boy with clear eyes and a gentle smile on his cheeks.

“Is everything all right?” He looked at Jiang Zhao with a little red nose and whispered, “I didn’t notice when I opened the door. I’m sorry.”

Jiang Zhao wiped the corner of his eye a little bit which made him embarrassed. He couldn’t stand the passive reaction of his body, so he had to pretend that nothing had happened, and calmly rubbed the tip of his nose: “It’s okay, just a bump.”

Xiao Siye nodded, “I just said, we are short of a new set of quilts. ”

Jiang Zhao was stupefied: “during the day, I forgot to tell the program group.”… ”

He looked up at Xiao Siye and immediately understood something.

Xiao Siye, like him, forgot about it.

Without hesitation, Jiang Zhao turned downstairs and said, “I’ll go to Director Du.”

He remembered something and his hand suddenly fell on the handrail of the stairs. Xiao Siye said: “The staff is half an hour’s drive away from us at the hotel, and they are on their way back to the hotel. By the time someone comes with the new bedding, it will be two o’clock in the morning. ”

The shooting will start at seven o’clock tomorrow morning, and it is impossible for Jiang Zhao’s character to keep everyone up so late for a set of bedding.

Jiang Zhao also thought of this and subconsciously tightened his lip.

Of course, it was impossible for him to mess with the staff, nor could he complain about it. After all, it was his own fault that he took the initiative to bring up the floor and forgot to ask for bedding.

It is… In that case, he must sleep in the same bed with Xiao Siye tonight.

Jiang Zhao took two deep breaths in just a few seconds to calm himself down as much as possible.

It’s just a bed.

It doesn’t matter, he and Xiao Siye are also very close now, so it’s not as awkward as it was at the beginning.

Although he is gay and Xiao Siye is the same. It doesn’t matter. There is no long-term improper physical relationship between them. As for the night a few months ago, he was drunk, and those details have long been forgotten by him.

As for death, who hasn’t died several times in this life? What’s more, he has no special interest in Xiao Siye and Xiao Siye just takes him as a money owner who he can benefit mutually.

The two of them saw that they were innocent, and even if they really hugged each other, they certainly had no other thoughts about each other.

Yeah, that’s it.

After taking a deep breath, Jiang Zhao has successfully finished his ideological work.

He turned around and looked up at several flights of stairs with a magnanimous expression:

“then sleep together tonight.”

Unlike Jiang Zhao and Xiao Siye, who temporarily live in the “bed” size of the master bedroom in that house, the program group arranged that “the room is the most common” double bed, just enough to accommodate two standard-sized men to sleep side by side.

Xiao Siye went to the bathroom to wash first, and Jiang Zhao put on his pajamas brought from home.

The silk short-sleeved shirt and shorts, which are made of silk, will produce a cold feeling when attached to the skin, and they are very smooth, and he likes them very much.
The only problem is that the neckline of the pajamas is a little open, exposing his neck and collarbone completely, with a snow-white chest. No, Jiang Zhao only wears these pajamas in summer, so he directly ignores this small defect.

It wasn’t long before Xiao Siye came out of the bathroom.

Perhaps in order to avoid embarrassment, he also changed into pajamas, pure black cotton pajamas, which made his temperament a little bit more sharp than usual. Jiang Zhao took a closer look at the light and found that Xiao Siyw’s pajamas were not without any decoration. The pure black coat was branded with layers of exquisite dark lines.

Xiao Siye picked out clothes just like him– coquettish.

On the surface, he is gentle, but in fact, he speaks coquettish words every day, which is disgusting.

Jiang Zhao sighed in his heart for two seconds and got up from bed: “then I’ll wash.”

Xiao Siye stood by the bathroom door, wiping his hair and hands, and looked at him: “Mm-hmm.”

His hair had not yet been blown dry, his wet hair hung over his handsome eyebrows, and his thin lips were red with cherries because of moisture. For some reason, his amber eyes seemed darker than usual, with a faint sense of charm.

Jiang Zhao picked up the bath towel, walked into the bathroom and opened the door with a clap of his backhand without the slightest hesitation.

Xiao Siye: “……”

Emperor Xiao began to wonder whether his fans were boasting about his “sexual attractiveness”.

By the time Jiang Zhao came out of the bathroom, Xiao Siye was already sitting on the side of the bed, with his back against the bathroom door, he is replying to a message with his cell phone in his hand.

Jiang Zhao went to the desk, picked up the hair dryer, and began to blow his hair.

Jiang Zhao is actually very impatient to blow his hair. If he doesn’t take care of it tonight, he may sleep into a grass nest tomorrow morning. Even if he has a handsome face, it is impossible for him to go out with his bedhead.

He was clutching his hair carelessly when Xiao Siye’s voice came from the bedside: “if you blow your hair like this, it will easily damage the roots.”

Jiang Zhao gave him a hand and said, “really?”

When he looked back, he saw that Xiao Siye looked serious: “well, if it’s serious, maybe you’ll go bald.”

Jiang Zhao: “.”

Judging from the current hair volume of Old Jiang, he has not found the baldness gene in his family for the time being. Jiang Zhao has acted for so many years, whether he dyes his hair or wears a wig, but it actually has a certain impact on the quality of his hair.

He couldn’t help but imagine him being bald– his face changed dramatically.

As if knowing what he was thinking, Xiao Siye cleared his throat and said, “do you want me to teach you how to blow your hair correctly?”

Jiang Zhao nodded without thinking.

Xiao Siye came out of bed and came to him and picked up the hair dryer in his hand.

Jiang Zhao cleverly put his hands on his legs and did it right, ready to learn how to blow his hair. He focuses on something like this sometimes, like a child listening attentively.

Slender and well-articulated fingers gently interspersed the hair of the river, gently and meticulously pulled out a wisp of hair, and then the warm wind of the hairdryer came in bursts so that the wisp of wet hair gradually dried between the fingers of Xiao Siye.

Xiao Siye did it for a while, but there is no “impatience” mood, and his fingers occasionally massage the acupoints on the top of Jiang Zhao’s head when lifting a strand of hair, which brings a sense of numbness and itching.

Gradually, Jiang Zhao’s body relaxed, warm wind enveloped his skin, and he even felt sleepy. He doesn’t like blowing his own hair, but he’s not tired of others blowing it. In the final analysis, he just hates trouble. It’s like some people say they don’t like to eat fish. If someone helps them pick out all the fishbones, they will become fond of eating them.

When the most strand of hair was blown dry, Jiang Zhao yawned in a warm atmosphere and sighed, “Mr. Xiao, I found that you are very good at taking care of people.”

Xiao Siye pulled the hairdryer out of the plug-in: “maybe it’s because I have a brother so I’m used to it.”

Jiang Zhao was a little curious: “how many brothers are there?”

“He is seventeen years old, studying in high school abroad,” he smiled. “what’s the matter?”

Jiang Zhao blinked.

He remembered that Xiao Siye had seldom talked to him about himself.

Jiang Zhao once took Xiao Siye back to his home and met his parents and family relatives, so Xiao Siye met Zuo Xiaoqiu and Qin Youyou, Jiang Zhao’s closest friends, and even showed his darkest love in front of Xiao Siye.

He thought that they were “not close to each other, or at least they had some trust in each other.” at this moment, Jiang Zhao suddenly found that he did not seem to know Xiao Siye.

Xiao Siye also has a relationship with Zhao Jie, Xiao Siye has a family, and Xiao Siye also has job experience.

Jiang Zhao does not like to explore other people’s privacy, but when he notices this, he can’t help feeling that “this relationship is not quite equal” between him and Xiao Siye. It was as if he had stripped himself naked and showed honestly all the information, but Xiao Siye was still wrapped up and wouldn’t let him see anything.

……. This analogy doesn’t seem to be appropriate, but that’s exactly what it is.

“forget it,” Jiang Zhao looked away as if nothing had happened. “it’s nothing.”

He did not force Xiao Siye to tell him the story, and it always felt strange that he would be intrigued by it.

This thing is like accidentally running into a grain of sand in your shoes. It’s good not to find it. Once you find it, you can’t ignore it at all.

Jiang Zhao tried his best to show that he was uninterested and waited until he got back to bed, and Xiao Siye turned off the lights. He was calm between his eyebrows and eyes and scattered in vain.

He pursed his lips, bit his lip at the tip of his teeth, and watched Xiao Siye walk all the way to the other side of the bed in the dark, lifting the quilt and sitting down.

The mattress on the side was clearly falling, and Xiao Siye’s temperature is very hot, so Jiang Zhao could clearly feel that there was a person lying beside him.

…….He is his brother, his senior, and his foster partner.

Apart from that, he still doesn’t know anything about the person.

Jiang Zhao didn’t think that this curiosity will appear on him, which is not normal at all.

Jiang Zhao was born a son of a wealthy family, and he was adorable in pink and jade carvings. Since childhood, he was used to being noticed by others instead of taking the initiative to pay attention to others. It was also because he was born so dazzling that when he was young, he felt that Laozi was the brightest star in the whole world and that other people were not worth condescending to have a look at.

This is also the reason why Jiang Zhao has never developed a “romantic relationship” with others for more than 20 years. He himself is the most dazzling being in the spotlight, so how can he focus his attention on the public?

Therefore, if this happens to anyone other than Xiao Siye, Jiang Zhao will not care and feel that he is too lazy to care if the other person tells him or not.

Xiao Siye is an exception.

For 27 years, there has been only one exception.

At the moment, Jiang Zhao was in the game and had no idea of these “meticulous” things at all.

He lay on the bed, listening to the sound of the person beside him. The size of the bed was limited, and as soon as he raised his hand, he would touch Xiao Siye’s body.

Jiang Zhao held his breath and pretended that the heat source beside him did not exist.

It doesn’t exist.

It doesn’t exist.

…….

Fuck, how can it not exist!

Jiang Zhao opened his eyes and was about to turn his back to Xiao Siye when he heard someone beside him suddenly open his mouth:

“in fact, my brother likes the seaside very much. When I was a child, he always pestered me and asked me to take him to see the sea.”

Jiang Zhao stood still.

In a few seconds, his eyes trembled and his cheeks gently turned to the darkness.

Xiao Siye seemed to feel his glance and smiled softly: “he’s a funny kid. Do you want to hear about him? ”

At this moment, Jiang Zhao was in a panic tonight and instantly became clear and bright.

His eyelashes trembled, as if he had been touched by a cat on his chin, and turned sideways to Xiao Siye. Then he bent his legs, held the quilt in his hand, and curled up with a glow of curiosity, huddled in the quilt waiting to hear the story:

“Yes.”

Xiao Siye looked down at him in the dark.

Although it was dark in the bedroom, there were still bits and pieces of moonlight falling from the window, hanging between Jiang Zhao’s eyebrows and eyes, making him the only color that could be seen in the rich night.

Xiao Siye looked away.

Otherwise, he was afraid that he would not be able to restrain himself and would bow his head and kiss him.