: The passionate love of the summer

After filming that scene, Xia Xiqing really had a dream.

The mother in the dream sat beside her, holding his soft hands, dipped them in paint and drew them on the drawing board. The sun was as full as honey that was about to drip, covering everything, shiny and beautiful.

It's all good things, no quarrel, beating, no hysteria, and no dead darkness.

When she woke up, Xia Xiqing found herself lying on the crew's recliner, and the props team was rushing to arrange them, coming and going, and moving a lot of things.

He turned his head and found that Zhou Ziheng was also asleep, with a script on his head. Then he remembered that they had just finished filming an outdoor scene and probably had to change the scene later. Xia Xiqing sat up and searched for a long time before he saw Xiaoxiao, who was watching the show with Xiao Luo on the small stool outside the car. The two were very close, and Xia Xiqing just leaned lazily on the car with her chest and watched quietly.

"Oh, don't squeeze me."

"I'm not thrusting you, you always jump on me."

"Who's pounced! You obviously leaned on me..." Xiaoxiao raised her hand and was about to hit Xiao Luo, but suddenly she found Xia Xiqing leaning against the car, with a playful smile on her face. The embarrassment of catching bags on the spot made her stutter, "Xi Xixi..."

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehei, you still laughed. Your mother gave you the name right." Xiao Luo was about to hit her, but Xiaoxiao was avoided, and she fell to the ground without stagnation, "Hey, what are you doing!"

Xiaoxiao stood up, hid away for two steps, and smiled awkwardly, "Xi Qing, is there anything you need to ask me for?"

When Xiao Luo heard this, he quickly got up from the ground, "Xi Qing, that, what..."

Xia Xiqing kept laughing, but still leaned against the car, deliberately teasing them, "I didn't see anything just now." He also took out the hearing aid in his ear, "I didn't hear either."

Xiaoxiao kicked Xiao Luo with her foot, and Xiao Luo laughed again. Xia Xiqing looked at this scene and thought it was so cute, "It's so good to have a love affair for public expenses."

After saying this, he suddenly realized that it was not me and Zhou Ziheng who were in love with public funds?

Fortunately, Luo didn't complain, so Xia Xiqing quickly dismissed the topic, "Don't worry, I will definitely not tell Sister Jiang Yin, Xiaoxiao, do I want to drink ice water?"

"Yes, can I drink ice cola?" Seeing Xia Xiqing nodding, Xiaoxiao immediately got into the car and took two cans of ice cola and handed it to him. "Today, this can only be this one. If you have too many, you can't drink it, which is not good for your health."

"I know." Xia Xiqing took the Coke, blinked at her, and raised his eyebrows at Xiao Luo, "Let's go, you guys watch slowly."

Seeing Xia Xiqing turn and leave, Luo was relieved. Seeing Xiaoxiao looking at the direction where Xiqing was walking with a foggy look on his face, he was a little unhappy, "What are you looking at!"

"Xi Qing is so beautiful..." Xiaoxiao looked fascinated by the handsome guy's expression.

This is true. Xi Qing is pretty good-looking, but Luo still refused to admit defeat, "I still think Ziheng is handsome."

Xiaoxiao turned his head, "Of course Ziheng is handsome."

"You fickle woman, everyone is beautiful and handsome."

"No," Xiaoxiao smiled with an aunt's face, "Two super handsome guys stand together, what's wrong with me? I just want to see the handsome guys fall in love~"

Xia Xiqing, who was discussed by the young couple but was unaware of it, walked back to the recliner alone. Zhou Ziheng was still asleep without knowing it. Xia Xiqing sat down and took off the script on his head with a slight finger. Zhou Ziheng frowned and turned to him sideways. Xia Xiqing glanced at the crowded set, and his eyes returned to Zhou Ziheng.

Somehow, she just wanted to tease him. Xia Xiqing picked up a can of Coke, buckled her fingers on the pull-up ring, and leaned into Zhou Ziheng's ear.

"laugh--"

It is the cheer that the carbonic acid gas cannot wait to leave the confined space.

The sound of summer.

"Xi Qing?"

I don’t know who called him, but Zhou Ziheng was awakened by the sound of soda again. He ignored both ends. The coke in Xia Xiqing’s hand was knocked over by Zhou Ziheng’s raised hand, and it spilled from his side neck.

"Fuck..." Seeing that the situation was not good, Xia Xiqing quickly pulled the tissue, but Zhou Ziheng was awake, frowned and was a little confused, "What are you doing..." He raised his hand to grab Xia Xiqing's hand, and then touched his sticky neck, "What's this?"

"Cola." Xia Xiqing pretended not to know anything and picked up the spilled Coke and took a sip. "I originally wanted to give you something to drink, but who knew it was poured."

Zhou Ziheng stood up from the lounge chair, grabbed Xia Xiqing's wrist and walked towards the corner. Xia Xiqing had been arguing for a long time and met Kuncheng on the way.

"Where can I go? I'll take a photo after a while."

"Wash your neck."

After being pulled into the RV by Zhou Ziheng, Xia Xiqing looked at Xiaoxiao, who was sitting under the car and watching TV series, and made an appointment to walk away very consciously. She looked like she was looking at the wind. Zhou Ziheng pulled the car door up in a flash, then hugged Xia Xiqing's waist and came up like this.

"Hot." Xia Xiqing pushed him. The air conditioner was not turned on in the car. It was indeed stuffy and hot, but Zhou Ziheng didn't let go. He just hugged him and stumbled all the way back, found the air conditioner and pressed it. A cold wind suddenly jumped in, causing goose bumps on the back of Xia Xiqing's neck.

"You make me all." Zhou Ziheng raised his chin a little. He relied on this bottom-up angle and the expression he looked up at others. He attacked the entire entertainment industry under the editing of a certain station.

He's obviously a kid.

Xia Xiqing curled the corners of her mouth, supported her hands back and sat on the table behind her, and her long white legs half open under her shorts surrounded Zhou Ziheng.

"You're not too late to get me all over."

After saying that, he deliberately hooked the ankle exposed on Zhou Ziheng's jeans legs with his instep.

The look was so swaying.

Zhou Ziheng rolled up his Adam's apple, and his whole body pressed up, his voice lowered a little, "Don't you like it very much?"

"Did I say I don't like it?" Xia Xiqing pushed the Coke can aside, stared at Zhou Ziheng's lips, and looked up at him again. His eyes were filled with hazy and ambiguous water vapor, and the breath was mixed together, but he just didn't kiss him directly.

Seeing that Zhou Ziheng was about to kiss him forcibly, Xia Xiqing turned his head slightly, put his lips on his side neck, and stretched out his tongue to lick it gently. When he raised his eyes, his eyelashes were like a feather-cutting piece of feathers tucked into Zhou Ziheng's heart, "It's so sweet."

Zhou Ziheng was hot all over. He hugged the waist given by Xi Qing with both hands, carried him to the table, grabbed half of his wrists and pressed them down. This was all. Xia Xiqing still seemed to be not afraid of death, crossed his legs and blew gently to Zhou Ziheng's face.

During this period, the two of them got along so warmly that they didn't look like his Xia Xiqing's style.

"Can you bear it so much?" Xia Xiqing wrapped her lips around, kissed his lower lip carefully, and then bit it with her teeth, grinding it just right.

Zhou Ziheng's breathing was messy, as if he wasn't biting his lips, but the last string that maintained his rationality in his mind. His strong chest fell, Zhou Ziheng suppressed the restlessness in his heart and said calmly, "There will be a chance in a while."

"Did I say what to do?" Xia Xiqing smiled with a tilted corner of his mouth, "I don't study well at a young age, what is the mind thinking."

What else can be found.

"It's all you." Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and kissed him. His tongue twitched and chased the softness hidden in his wet and hot mouth, but he quickly withdrew again, "It's time to film."

"What kind of scene is it? It's a public-paid relationship." Xia Xiqing reached out and hugged his neck and refused to let him go. She kissed his beautiful face again and again, "Don't forget that you are still in the probation period and can't serve me well. I'll kick you to find your next home tomorrow."

This sentence suddenly made Zhou Ziheng angry and ignored everything and held Xia Xiqing's back of his head and kissed him.

The cicadas on the sycamore trees outside the car were shouting one by one.

The assistant director wandered around the RV for at least four or five times, and he kept asking, "Where is Ziheng? Are you in the car?"

"No, I don't know where he is going, I'll find you."

Seeing that it was impossible to stop it, Xiao Luo used a color to Xiaoxiao and sent the deputy director away. He slipped to the side of the RV when there was no one. Just as he was about to knock on the car door, the car door opened from the inside. Zhou Ziheng bent down and walked out from the inside. He bumped into Xiao Luo head-on, and his ears turned red.

Luo Luo was a clear idea. Seeing him like this, he immediately coughed twice, "What... Ziheng, the assistant director is looking for you, and it is probably about to start filming."

"I understand." Zhou Ziheng stood by the car door, as if covering something. When Luo saw it, he immediately made an excuse to walk away, "I'll buy some popsicles for everyone, you guys come over quickly."

Seeing Xiao Luo walk away, Zhou Ziheng grabbed the car door with both hands and half of his body into the car. Before he could see clearly, something long hit me. Zhou Ziheng was startled and picked it up and took a look.

"You don't wear belts, do you want to wait for the wearer to come back to get it?"

Xia Xiqing's voice also had a sticky nasal sound, making his tone become more and more lazy. He ignored people's urging him and put on his sports shorts and walked out slowly. Seeing Zhou Ziheng blocking the door, he gently patted Zhou Ziheng's head that came in with his hand.

Zhou Ziheng smiled, tangled him and kissed him for a while before letting him come out.

"The thighs hurt because they were grinding."

"Hard you."

"Go to your uncle."

The afternoon drama was filmed by Gao Kun cutting Jiang Tong's hair. When he saw Zhou Ziheng on lunch break, Xia Xiqing was full of yellow waste. He had long forgotten all the scenes in the afternoon. Now he saw Zhou Ziheng holding scissors and listening to Kuncheng's play, he remembered that Xia Xiqing, who was already soft, had a soft spine now.

Zhou Ziheng's craftsmanship may be cut to him.

Xia Xiqing also followed the director and discussed with him, "Director Kun, can you see this happen? Just take a few shots of him cutting my hair, and then ask the barber to cut it for me, cut it as you want, and then follow the camera again."

Kuncheng nodded slowly, as if he agreed with his suggestions.

Zhou Ziheng stood behind Kuncheng with scissors and cut it into the air twice.

"But I just want him to cut it for you."

Xia Xiqing had no choice but to start filming in a sceptical way.

"This can only be passed by one." Director Kun smiled, "If you cut it, you will have no regrets."

Zhou Ziheng grinned, then blinked his left eye at Xia Xiqing.

"If you dare to cut my hair into pieces, the probation period will end immediately." Xia Xiqing looked at him with a slight smile.

"You look so good, you're good at shaved hair." Zhou Ziheng smiled and held the scissors, "Don't worry, I won't cut you into a dog-biting hairstyle."

"I've been chewed by dogs all day long."

Xia Xiqing sighed, and had to give up struggling until death.

"The 68th Scene 1st Frame, Action!"

Gao Kun, sitting on the sofa, looked at Jiang Tong bent down and mopping the floor, and his hair was softly pressed against his white neck.

"Hey, your hair is really growing a lot."

Jiang Tong seemed to have not heard it, and still dragged the floor hard. Gao Kun stretched out his legs and glared at the small stool, kicked to Jiang Tong. He then straightened his waist, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and raised his eyebrows gently, as if asking him what was wrong.

"Your hair is too long." Gao Kun paused word by word, touching his short hair like a thorny one.

Jiang Tong frowned, and was about to continue bent down and mop the floor, Gao Kun stood up and took away the mop in his hand. "I said your ears are pretty good, I only listen to what I want to hear." He wanted to reach out to grab the end of his hair, but his hand stopped in the air again.
To be continued...