There was no choice but to grab one of his arms and try to force him to pull him up. As soon as he pulled him up a little, he heard Xia Xiqing, who was half-closing his eyes and frowning, scolding him calmly, "Fuck, I'm so annoying." He reached out to push Zhou Ziheng away, but Zhou Ziheng held his wrist back. After all, he was half-dream and half-awake, and Xia Xiqing could hardly struggle.

"You have to get up if you are so annoyed." Zhou Ziheng pulled him to sit up. Xia Xiqing, whose hair covered his face, seemed to be covered by low pressure. She sat up unhappily, half-bowed her body and folded her legs, supported her elbows on the cushion, and her fair palms supported her drowsy and low head.

Why do you feel uncomfortable?

"Does it hurt?" Zhou Ziheng reached out to push away his hair, but Xia Xiqing frowned and avoided it.

He looks like a cat with a bad temper now. Zhou Ziheng thought to himself.

I was so tired that Xia Xiqing didn't want to say a word. She was still on the verge of being half-dream and half awake, with a heavy head and a light head, as if she would fall to some very deep place in the next moment.

Zhou Ziheng's voice was getting farther and farther away, as if it was coming from the sky

Very sleepy.

"Why do you feel like you..." Halfway through his words, Xia Xiqing, who had just been picked up and sat cross-legged, fell asleep again and fell straight into Zhou Ziheng's arms.

"...it's even more tired than me." After subconsciously finishing the words that I haven't finished, Zhou Ziheng caught Xia Xiqing blankly and hugged his shoulders naturally with both hands.

His head was against his chest, his slightly curly hair was soft and he looked very touching.

In the noisy studio, everyone was anxious and we were in a hurry, with all kinds of sounds filling our ears. What was mysterious is that at this moment, Zhou Ziheng could almost hear Xia Xiqing's tired and stable breathing.

Mixed with my own pounding heartbeat.

What's wrong with this?

"Ziheng."

The subconscious imagination was interrupted, and Zhou Ziheng helped Xia Xiqing up at once. His movements were so fast. Xia Xiqing woke up suddenly and opened his eyes dissatisfied.

Zhou Ziheng coughed, stood up unnaturally and said to the makeup artist behind Xiao Luo, "Well, he just slept, maybe he had to make up some makeup, it's trouble."

Xiao Luo was holding a cup of coffee in his hand, afraid of touching it and holding it with his other hand, "Ziheng, this..."

Zhou Ziheng smelled the aroma of coffee and frowned and looked at Luo with dissatisfaction, "Did I just say I want coffee?"

"You said you want water. I saw a coffee machine there and I helped you get it. It's still hot now." A look on Xiao Luo's face was like I was smart and praising me quickly.

Zhou Ziheng took the coffee. He originally thought that Xia Xi should drink some water when she woke up, but who knew that Luo took the initiative to pour him coffee. He looked at his watch and found that it was almost ten o'clock. Can he still sleep when drinking coffee?

"Ziheng, don't you drink it?"

Looking at Xiao Luo's puzzled expression, Zhou Ziheng had to drink the coffee by himself, frowned and handed the cup to him, "It's so bitter. If you help me get a glass of water, you'll need boiled water."

"Oh." Xiao Luo took the cup with confusion and walked away. Zhou Ziheng turned around and saw Xia Xiqing tilting his head on the sofa, closing his eyes and letting the makeup artist tidy up his makeup and hair.

"Xi Qing, your skin is so good, why are you still in such a good state when you stay up late?"

Xia Xiqing closed her eyes and smiled tiredly, "Is that so? It's okay."

"Ziheng's skin is also very good," the makeup artist turned around and looked at Zhou Ziheng standing next to him. "Ziheng, I feel that your skin has been very good since childhood. I still remember when you were young, someone said that you will grow up with malfunction when you grew up. Haha, who knows that the older you grow, the more handsome you become."

Xia Xiqing, who leaned on the sofa with his head raised, opened his eyes and saw Zhou Ziheng standing there. He thought that he had been clamoring for him to sleep just now, so he grabbed a small cushion on the sofa and threw it at Zhou Ziheng.

Very childish.

Zhou Ziheng caught it all at once, his head tilted, and he looked at him, as if he was asking him what he was doing.

Xia Xiqing raised his eyebrows in a ruffian manner and glanced his eyes aside.

"You two have a good relationship," the makeup artist smiled gossipingly. "I heard that Xi Qing is a big fan of Ziheng. You might have liked him when he was a child star."

"No," Xia Xiqing smiled, her eyes bent into a beautiful arc again. "I have never seen the role he played when he was a child, and I don't know what he looked like when he was a child."

"Ah?" The makeup artist put away the toolbox and stood up. "You are really a fake fan."

After being said to be, Xia Xiqing couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

Suddenly, the pillow he had thrown over before was thrown back straight. Xia Xiqing quickly reached out to catch it and hugged her hands in front of her chest. Zhou Ziheng glanced elsewhere, stuffed his hands into the pocket of his suit pants with an unhappy look, and turned around and walked to another place.

He really threw it at him, it was so fierce. Xia Xiqing smiled and put the cushion aside, patted it gently with his hands twice, stood up and stretched.

Before the interview, the editor-in-chief called to inform him to temporarily arrange for another set of covers to be released together, so they could only temporarily re-model the style.

"Has Xi Qing not worked so hard yet?" Shane smiled and tore off the special effect "wound" on his face.

"It's okay. I used to stay up all night when I was doing homework." Xia Xiqing pinched his neck, watched Xiao Luo walk towards him, and handed him a glass of water, "Thank you, it's so considerate, I happen to be very thirsty."

Luo smiled embarrassedly, just as he was about to say that it was Ziheng who asked him to bring it to him, but when he turned his head, he saw Ziheng winking at him, so he had to shut up and smile, and unnaturally grabbed the hair.

The new look still continued the gloomy Gothic style of the previous one. The stylist gave Xia Xiqing a court-style white silk shirt with a layered lace bow tie. His slightly curly hair was tied into a half bun, leaving a strand of hair on his forehead.

The wound makeup on Xia Xiqing's face was also removed and replaced with a more delicate and cleaner base makeup. She also gave up the light eye makeup before, and put on black all-inclusive eyeliner, dimmed with dark brown eyeshadow, and picked up the ends of the eyes slightly along the shape of the peach blossom eyes.

"Oh my God, Xi Qing, you are so suitable for heavy makeup." The makeup artist finally sorted out his makeup, gently held his chin, and sat in the mirror with the final check of his makeup, "It looks really good, let's debut, Xi Qing, and then hire me to be your exclusive makeup artist hahaha."

Xia Xiqing looked in the mirror. To be honest, he was very unaccustomed to this evil style of makeup, so he had to laugh.

He turned his head and found that Zhou Ziheng was also refitting his style. He changed his previous turtleneck sweater and wore a black hooded jacket with a white low-necked inner layer. His hair that he had blown off was put down and he made a hairstyle with side-parted bangs, half covering his superior forehead and light makeup. The stylist put the hat on him, which looked mysterious and teenager in the mirror.

It is completely different from the previous ascetic murderer, but it is like a wandering little wolf dog.

After sorting out the look, Shane called out the makeup artists of the two. "Lin Mo wants to discuss the overall look of the second version with you, and some props," she greeted the two people sitting in front of the mirror, "Ziheng Xiqing, you sit and rest first, and you will be taking pictures soon."

Xia Xiqing turned around and smiled at Shane. The moment the dressing room door was brought up, the gentle and innocent smile on his face gradually restrained, turning into a smile-like expression. He stood up, took the drink prepared by the staff, took a sip, and walked to Zhou Ziheng who was lowering his head to play with his phone as if nothing had happened.

Zhou Ziheng was bored and opened Weibo to see if there was any new melon to eat. Once it was opened, it was the interface of his small account. He was so guilty that he knew that his face was suddenly pinched at this time. He was so scared that he almost dropped his phone to the ground.

"What are you doing?"

Xia Xiqing's index finger and thumb were still pulling Zhou Ziheng's face. He held the drink in his other hand and bit the straw and replied vaguely, "It's nothing, I just want to know if your face is so fierce, and your face will be hard." His eyes bent, "I didn't expect it to be quite soft."

Zhou Ziheng slapped his hand irritably, but he didn't expect Xia Xiqing to grab his hand holding his phone, "Why are you so nervous just now, as if you were stepped on your tail?" Xia Xiqing put her face to the side of Zhou Ziheng's face, and her voice became playful, "Are you looking at something indescribable?"

Zhou Ziheng, who was guilty, pried open Xia Xiqing's hand, put the phone back in his pocket, pretended to be cold and spit out a few words, raised his eyes and looked at him, "What does it have to do with you?"

"Oh~" Xia Xiqing's tail sound was dragged long, straightened her waist, walked to the dressing table and put down the drink, turned around and leaned on the table, "I almost forgot that we Ziheng are not surprised, we have experienced many battles."

Can this joke be passed? Zhou Ziheng regretted it so much that he was so idle that he had nothing to do before he stood up for this slut. He irritatedly closed his hat, pretending to be unable to see Xia Xiqing when he refused to cooperate.

Xia Xiqing looked indifferent and turned her head to look at the scattered cosmetics on the dressing table.

"Hey, ask you a question."

Zhou Ziheng still frowned and spoke impatiently, "What are you doing?"

Xia Xiqing stepped on the horizontal railing on Zhou Ziheng's chair, handed a black-packed square cosmetic in front of Zhou Ziheng, and opened the lid with a snap, "Big star, you are being made up every day, do you know what the color number is?"

He glanced at the cosmetics in his hand. It was a square piece of powder-like thing, with a pink meat and looked like blush. Zhou Ziheng looked at him speechlessly, "How do I know?"

"You don't know, I'll tell you." Xia Xiqing stretched out her fingers and wiped her blush, bent down and leaned close to Zhou Ziheng's ears. Her blush-stained fingers pushed away Zhou Ziheng's hood and pinched his earlobe.

His voice contained a warm breath and a frivolous smile, and the flesh-pink powder gently crushed it against Zhou Ziheng's earlobe.

The other hand grabbed Zhou Ziheng's belt with harshly and pulled it outward.

“deepthroat.”

Zhou Ziheng's heartbeat stopped for a second. When he realized it, he felt that his whole body was burning and pushed Xia Xiqing away. The perpetrator of the tyrannical aura was so happy that he leaned on the dressing table that he laughed.

"I can't stand flirting, kid." Looking at Zhou Ziheng who was furious, Xia Xiqing picked up the drink with satisfaction and took a sip, and smiled and bit the mouth of the straw. "This is a punishment for you just woke me up."

"Are you reasonable?" Zhou Ziheng stepped on the edge of the dressing table irritably.

Xia Xiqing raised his eyebrows and said, "What reason? I am the reason." After that, he glanced at Zhou Ziheng's foot stepping beside him. Just as he was about to reach out, Zhou Ziheng saw through it at a glance and took back his foot.

"I'm so afraid of me." Xia Xiqing smiled, "Hey, do you want to know other cosmetics? I can tell you."

Zhou Ziheng covered his ears, stood up from the chair and walked out.

Looking at the man's back, Xia Xiqing couldn't help laughing.

What.

This is too cute.

The re-shooting officially began, and all the staff were ready. Xia Xiqing, who had completed the overall shape, walked to the studio. The layout inside was still unchanged, and it was still the same black background and the chair.

"Let's change the second version cover. Xi Qing, you're still sitting on the chair, but this time it's cooler." Lin Mo arranged for Xia Xiqing to sit on the burgundy upholstered chair before, reached out to fix his collar, and said softly with a smile.

"Attack a little."

Xia Xiqing, who was crossing his legs, looked at him contemptuously, and his tongue impatiently pushed the inner wall of his mouth, and then slid down the teeth.

Zhou Ziheng, who was being tidied up his hat and hairstyle by a stylist, could not see Xia Xiqing's expression, and could only see Lin Mo bent down and approach Xia Xiqing's face from a distance.

"Ziheng, why did you frown? Did I just pull your hair?"

Zhou Ziheng immediately came back to his senses, "Oh no, nothing."

The makeup artist lady came over, "Ziheng, Lin Mo said he needed to draw a little wound on the corner of your mouth."

The re-shooting officially began. Unlike the previous posture, Xia Xiqing sat on the chair with her legs crossed her legs, resting her right elbow on the armrest of the exquisite carved walnut chair, and the back of her hand was supported by a slightly raised chin. Her posture was lazy and her eyes were despised.

Zhou Ziheng sat on the ground, leaning his back against the chair, bent his left leg, stretched his right leg, raised his head slightly, and raised his mouth with blood, and his eyes were full of disdain.

The biggest difference from the previous version is that Zhou Ziheng had a black belt tied around his slender neck, and the metal firmly stuck the side neck. The other end of the belt was held in his hand by Xia Xiqing, who was sitting on the chair, and it was tightly pulled, as if he was pulling his own pet.

Killers and victims, imprisoners and perpetrators.

Black and white are reversed, and the situation is reversed.

The author has something to say: Actually, I just want to recommend Nars' blush - deepthroat (deepthroat)
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