Episode 102: Happy Lantern Festival!

On the day of the Lantern Festival, under Xu Qichen's repeated invitations, Xia Xiqing took Zhou Ziheng to Xia Zhixu's house. When Xu Qichen arrived, he was making glutinous rice balls, Xia Xiqing put down the red wine he brought and started complaining, "Chenchen, you are such a good wife and mother, you even make glutinous rice **** yourself."

"I don't think it tastes good outside." Xu Qichen lowered his head and grabbed a piece of glutinous rice dumpling, "Actually, I just looked at the recipe and tried it."

Zhou Ziheng sighed, "When will I be able to eat the food Xi Qing cooked for me?"

Xia Zhixu gave him a look, "As long as you are not afraid of being poisoned to death, you can do it anytime."

The two clapped hands behind Xia Xiqing's back.

"Who told me that I used my hands to cook a waste of money?" Xia Xiqing kicked Zhou Ziheng's leg, and Zhou Ziheng was going to pull him with a smile. Xia Xiqing said something and went to the restaurant to sit down. Xu Qichen's side, "Let me help you."

"I don't want to eat what you made, you put it aside." Xia Zhixu said something, and took Zhou Ziheng to the living room, "I recently developed a new game, do you want to try it? VR games, gun battles, Chen Chen doesn't like it, and I usually have no one to play with me at home."

"Okay." When it came to shooting, Zhou Ziheng became interested. Xia Zhixu took out two sets of equipment, gave Zhou Ziheng one, and said to someone who didn't know where, "0901, open the map."

"Who is 0901?" Zhou Ziheng put on a black vest equipped with sensors, and the moment he put on his glasses, the living room in front of him disappeared and turned into a battlefield filled with gunpowder.

After adjusting the earphones, he could no longer hear the voices of Xu Qichen and Xia Xiqing in the living room. There was the roar of guns and cannons everywhere, and a voice without emotion appeared.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou, Happy Lantern Festival. This is the first time we meet. I am an artificial intelligence steward, number 0901. I will serve as your game management system to take you through the game."

Zhou Ziheng's blood boiled suddenly, but he was a little puzzled, "What about Zhixu's system?"

"I am also the administrator of the system. Don't worry, my parallel operation can execute the orders of up to 200 people at the same time."

"Very cool."

"Now I will help you connect to the administrator's signal, and you will become teammates. Good luck."

Sitting in the dining room and looking at the two guys who turned into high school students after playing games, Xu Qichen couldn't help laughing, "Fortunately, the living room is big enough, otherwise it wouldn't be enough for them to play."

"Come on, next week Ziheng will be taken by Xia Zhixu, and he will really become an Internet addict." Xia Xiqing followed Xu Qichen's example and closed the glutinous rice **** in his hand, but no matter how he did it, the stuffing was exposed, and he simply balled up in his palm The dough, just put it on the plate in such a self-defeating way, "No, I really don't have the talent to cook."

Xu Qichen laughed, "You can wrap it without stuffing, it's also delicious."

"Forget it." Xia Xiqing brought over a large bowl filled with peanut and red bean candy fillings, "I'll help you roll the fillings into small balls, and you can wrap them directly."

The two of them chatted about recent events while they were packing. While chatting, Xu Qichen suddenly said, "By the way, there's something I've always been curious about."

"What?" Xia Xiqing scooped up the sugar filling seriously.

"You and Zhou Ziheng..." Xu Qichen lowered his voice, "Who is 1 after all?"

When he was nervous, the candy filling in his palm was suddenly crushed by him, Xia Xiqing turned to look at him, "You, why are you asking this?"

Xu Qichen smiled embarrassingly, "I'm just curious, didn't you only do 1 before..."

Xia Xiqing hesitated for a while, and felt that he was too hypocritical. He sighed and admitted directly, "He's on top."

"Really?" Xu Qichen clenched his fists inexplicably happily, and whispered, "yes!"

"What are you happy about?" Xia Xiqing immediately realized, "Could you two bet on me?!"

Xu Qichen smiled guiltily, "We've been guessing for a long time, and at first I also thought it was impossible for you to...do the following one."

Xia Xiqing put down the candy stuffing in his hand, spread his hands on the table, and sighed a long time, "I didn't expect that, I also have today."

Xu Qichen suppressed a smile, "No, I just feel that it's a pity that there is one less 1 in the world." He quickly said seriously, "Why would you agree, and I think it's okay for the two of you to take turns. "

"Forget it." Xia Xiqing's hair on the back of his head turned up. He didn't notice it, but he would move when he spoke. He lowered his voice and his expression was very funny. I almost couldn't get out of bed, my legs were shaking and I couldn't even sit up."

"I'm so skinny and so beaten, it hurts like that, think about it." Xia Xiqing shook his head, "Forget it, let me do it, Zhou Ziheng shouldn't be able to bear it."

Xu Qichen was a little surprised, "So you're willing to be here because you love him?" It wasn't a little surprise, it was a shock, "God..."

"Actually, it's okay, just get used to it. I thought I'm used to it anyway, so there's no need for him to try again. It doesn't matter who's up and who's down."

In the past, Xia Xiqing would never be able to say such words. Xu Qichen knew better than anyone what a proud person Xia Xiqing was.

He sighed in a low voice, "It turns out that there are really people who do 0 for love in the world..."

Xia Xiqing sat up straight, "Don't tell Xia Zhixu." Said he added, "And Zhou Ziheng." He washed his hands, took out his mobile phone and began to scan Weibo. Xia Xiqing habitually clicks on her homepage when she sees an interesting fan comment, and sometimes clicks on other people's Weibo from his homepage, and just keeps scrolling, sometimes reading it all night.

Xu Qichen was about to talk to him, when he saw Xia Xiqing's distorted expression, he leaned over curiously, "What are you looking at?"

Xia Xiqing looked at him suspiciously, "What is a clay sculpture?"

"Clay sculpture?" Xu Qichen shook his head, "Shouldn't you know better than me?"

"But I feel like..." Xia Xiqing's expression became even more strange, "It's not the clay sculpture I understand."

"What?" Xu Qichen leaned over to look at his phone screen. It was a Weibo, and he read the accompanying text on the Weibo, "The heart of a stunning beauty must be cold. The lace-covered eyes and the slender fingers are cold, but her lips are as fresh as roses, so fragile and delicate that one can't help..."

He coughed and couldn't continue reading. The picture below is the inside picture of Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng lying in the rose bathtub when they were shooting a two-person magazine together last time. Xu Qichen raised his head in embarrassment, and looked into Xia Xiqing's eyes with question marks all over his face, "This...is this a little yellow book?"

"How do I know?" Xia Xiqing quit Weibo, frowned, thinking about the description of the Weibo just now, his whole body got goosebumps, "What's wrong with the little girls now..."

Xu Qichen has always known that Xia Xiqing doesn't like others to put him together with any feminine description, because he is so beautiful that he has been talked about since he was a child.

Although he didn't mind, Xia Xiqing still couldn't figure out why someone posted such a Weibo, and there were so many people reposting comments below.

[Xia Xiqing is the only husband on the entire network: Only this kind of beauty is eligible for clay sculpture, okay, kiss my beauty. ]

There are countless comments like this, and there are even more exaggerated ones. He was curious, and looked up what clay sculpture is, only to find out that clay sculpture powder is also a kind of fan, which is a homonym for "Ni Su", and he likes to change the gender of his idol.

"I'm a dignified one..." Xia Xiqing changed his words after talking halfway through, "I'm a dignified man who has been a man for 25 years, how can I have so many Nisu fans? It doesn't make sense!"

Xu Qichen couldn't help laughing, "Go look for a mirror and see if it makes sense."

Xia Xiqing curled his lips and made a disgusted sound.

"Let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart." Xu Qichen was not afraid to add fuel to the fire, "The photo of the little girl in the white dress last time was really pretty." He tried his best to suppress his smile, "It's amazing."

"Fairy hammer!" Xia Xiqing was speechless, "Don't mention my black history."

"Hey, Zhixu's mother's dress was also brought over with the pile of sundries last time. She said you were the only one who wore it, and no one would wear it if you left it alone. Why don't you..."

"Shut up."

Xia Xiqing directly covered Xu Qichen's mouth with his own hand, the dining room fell silent, but the living room was noisy.

"Left, left! Fuck, I'm almost out of bullets, give me some!"

"I went to this game so realistically, the place where I was shot hurt so much!"

"Here, Gauze!"

Urgently needing to find a reason to escape from Xu Qichen, Xia Xiqing got up, "I'll go and have a look, it makes me want to play."

Just walked to Zhou Ziheng's side.

"Get down!" Zhou Ziheng wearing glasses suddenly fell to the ground, and Xia Zhixu next to him did the same, which shocked Xia Xiqing.

"What are you doing..." Xia Xiqing sat on the sofa that had been removed, and looked at Zhou Ziheng who was so busy with his arms crossed, motionless. The more he looked at him, the more interesting he seemed, like a child.

After more than ten minutes, the game seemed to be over. The two of them took off their glasses panting. Zhou Ziheng turned his head and found Xia Xiqing sitting on the sofa, and he was so tired that he fell straight on top of him. "Fuck...you crushed me."

Zhou Ziheng laughed twice, hugged Xia Xiqing's head and kissed Xia Xiqing loudly twice, "I won!"

"I won, I won." Xia Xiqing said perfunctorily, "Give it to me."

"Tsk." Xia Zhixu looked at the two of them with disgust, and wanted to say that there is no love in e-sports, but when he saw Xu Qichen sitting in the restaurant making glutinous rice balls, he forgot, took off his vest and ran over to find him.

Zhou Ziheng turned over and lay next to Xia Xiqing, panting, "That vest can simulate pain, I was shot just now, it hurts so much!"

Xia Xiqing glanced at him, "Where did you get shot?"

"Here." Zhou Ziheng grabbed his hand and placed it on his chest, "It hurts here."

Xia Xiqing lay down next to Zhou Ziheng, "Then why aren't you dead?"

"I'm about to die, almost." Zhou Ziheng started the nonsense mode, "Later, I felt a strong sense of faith, which supported me to win." @无限好文，全在

Xia Xiqing snorted coldly, "You are not childish."

Zhou Ziheng turned his head to look at his face, "Why don't you ask me what my beliefs are?"

Xia Xiqing didn't know what to do, "What belief?"

"Love!" Said that Zhou Ziheng hugged him and kissed him so wildly that Xia Xiqing couldn't open his eyes. He pretended to push him away, but in fact he didn't use any strength, and pretended to be childish with him.

"Let's play a game."

"Okay." Xia Xiqing wiped his face and gave him a look, "I'll beat you."

The two of them were about to go home after dinner. Xia Zhixu wanted to give Zhou Ziheng a set of game equipment, but Xia Xiqing refused. What would he do if he really became addicted? The baked buns and biscuits, as well as the lotus root **** fried by Zhixu’s mother, I have packed them all, you can take them home to eat.”

Xia Xiqing took the food, afraid that Xia Zhixu would sell Amway again, so he dragged Zhou Ziheng and ran away. @无限好文, all in

The two of them drove home, and Zhou Ziheng said with a smile when they took the elevator, "All the glutinous rice **** I ate were full of stuff."

"Who made you eat it."

"I love to eat, the stuffing is sweet."

"Go to the side."

After returning home, Xia Xiqing went straight into the bathroom. It was freezing outside, and he wanted to take a hot bath to warm his body. Zhou Ziheng sat on the sofa for a while, thinking whether he should put the food Xu Qichen gave him in the refrigerator, so he took the bag and went into the kitchen.

When Xia Xiqing came out of the shower, he found no one in the living room. He called out to Zhou Ziheng, but no one answered, so he had to go upstairs to see if he was in the bathroom of the bedroom.

As soon as the door of the bedroom was pushed open, Xia Xiqing was dragged in, and Zhou Ziheng pinned him down on the bed before he could recover. He also took a shower and his hair was not wet. Xia Xiqing looked puzzled, "What are you doing, pressing me several times a day."

"I want to press you several times a day."

The dialogue suddenly fell into some kind of philosophical misunderstanding.

The water droplets from Zhou Ziheng's hair dripped on Xia Xiqing's face, causing him to start lecturing, "Your hair is so wet, go blow it."

"No." Zhou Ziheng shook it left and right, water droplets were everywhere, like a puppy that just took a bath.

"I'm annoying you." Xia Xiqing said so, but with a suppressed smile on his face, he pushed Zhou Ziheng, "Get up, you really want to crush me to death."

"I can get up, you have to promise me a request."

Xia Xiqing raised his eyebrows, "What request?"

"You promise first."

"You speak first."

The two stalemate like this for a long time, which made half of Xia Xiqing's body numb. He thought to control him, what else could he ask for, isn't that what comes and goes, so he let go. "All right, all right, you go first."

"Really! You are not allowed to go back on your word." Zhou Ziheng took out a piece of clothing from the pillow with a swish.

Hold.

fuck **** fuck.

After seeing what it was, Xia Xiqing just wanted to die on the spot with his eyes darkened.

Isn't this the white dress he was forced to wear by Xia Zhixu and Chen Fang? ! It actually fell into Zhou Ziheng's hands! What the **** is unfolding!

"I want to break up with Xu Qichen, break up now, immediately, immediately!"

"Hey, put it on before breaking up."

Xia Xiqing, who was half numb, was dragged and half-forcibly stripped by Zhou Ziheng. To be honest, Xia Xiqing always likes Zhou Ziheng's face. Although he didn't expect such a big contrast between his personality and appearance before, he is still a little excited to see him doing something inferior to a beast, such as forcibly stripping his clothes. .

He suddenly felt as if he had awakened some strange attributes.

But Zhou Ziheng is so **** sexy, Xia Xiqing sighed and sighed every time he lay on the bed.

How could his own eyesight be so good, and how could such a terrific little wolf dog be taken by him. With this face and figure, who wouldn't be in heat?

It's hot for a while, it's cool for a while, and it's always cool for a while.

Xia Xiqing, who was spiritually satisfied, suddenly forgot the fact that he was being forced to wear women's clothing by Zhou Ziheng, and Zhou Ziheng kissed him while taking off his clothes, kissing him so vilely, he hugged Zhou Ziheng's neck and sat down. Woke up.

Although Xia Xiqing was not sober, Zhou Ziheng was so sober that he couldn't help being sober and excited. He tentatively put the skirt on Xia Xiqing's head, ready to put it on. This is a sleeveless round neck suspender dress with a long and large skirt. The fabric is not cotton, and it is a bit slippery.

When Zhou Ziheng forced him to wear the sleeveless skirt, Xia Xiqing suddenly regretted it again, and kept resisting, "I won't wear it..." @无限好文，全在

But the more he resisted like this, the more excited Zhou Ziheng was, wanting him to wear it, "You wear it once, just once." He looked into Xia Xiqing's eyes, kissed and kissed his pursed lips, showing a With a pleading expression, "Just once."

After a stalemate for a long time, Xia Xiqing finally compromised. There is really nothing to do with Zhou Ziheng.

With his approval, Zhou Ziheng was so happy that he almost flew up. Although Xia Xiqing looked unhappy, he still put the white skirt on him like a child.

"It's a little tight." Zhou Ziheng hugged Xia Xiqing, and went behind him to help him zip it up, but it didn't go well. Xia Xiqing, who was so ashamed, lowered his head and lay on his shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "Aren't you talking nonsense, I'm a man."

Although Xia Xiqing was tall, he was not as big-framed as Zhou Ziheng. He was thin and thin. There was no big obstacle in putting on this skirt, but the zipper really couldn't be pulled all the way.

"That's it." Xia Xiqing raised his head, his expression was a little embarrassed, his ears were red, "Stop pulling..."

This pitiful appearance immediately pierced Zhou Ziheng's heart. The young lady in the white skirt who had made him think about it for so many years seemed to have returned, and she was at the mercy of him right in front of him.

Maybe Xia Xiqing really didn't like to be that passive person, or maybe he wanted to quickly use other emotions to cover up the shame of being forced to wear women's clothes, so he put his arms around Zhou Ziheng's neck and kissed his lips.

"Come on... stop talking nonsense."