Let's talk about being each other's basic friends

Zou Yingyang read the script in his room after a while. Because he was too involved, he looked up at the watch on his hand, only to realize that it was already late at night.

But there are still a few pages left in the script in his hand that he hasn't read.I still decided to go downstairs to grind a cup of coffee and drink it before continuing.

Now that he decided to pick it up, he must worry about it. This is his consistent principle.

So he closed the script, opened the door, and went downstairs in comfortable slippers.

When he got to the living room, he saw what irritated him greatly.He approached the coffee table, picked up the wine bottle, briefly glanced at the name and put it down again.Then he turned his eyes to someone who was sleeping on the sofa and lying dead...

The veins on his forehead popped up, and his anger shot up all at once.For his valuable bottle of wine, he will not spare Yang Heng lightly.

He grabbed Yang Heng with both hands, grabbed his collar, and shook vigorously: "Is there something wrong with your brain?! Who told you to drink my wine!"

Yang Heng didn't respond, he was as quiet as a corpse.Zou Yingyang stepped up his strength and yelled angrily: "Drink my wine and still want to sleep peacefully?! You are dreaming, wake me up, or I will press your head into the toilet!!"

"...What are you doing, don't disturb your grandpa's sleep..." Yang Heng muttered inarticulately, and he knew that he hadn't woken up yet.

"Sleep on your head!" Zou Yingyang greeted him with a punch, which made Yang Heng punch hard in the stomach.

"Ouch!" Yang Heng exclaimed in pain.But after shouting, he fell asleep again, very drunk.

Zou Yingyang didn't really have the bad taste of stuffing people's heads down the toilet, and he was helpless in the face of a dead drunk.I can only wait until tomorrow to talk to him about the fine.

But it really doesn't seem to work to make people lie on this sofa overnight.

……

Early in the morning, Yang Heng woke up from his room, yawned, and was still a little dazed.

Slowly recalling what happened last night, I vaguely remember drinking some wine and then falling asleep on the sofa...

Um?The sofa, then how did he come back to the room...

I patted my aching head and didn't think about it.

Strong cheer up, out of the door.Glancing upstairs, and then at the clock hanging in the living room, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

She didn't expect him to sleep for so long, and she didn't know what Zou Yingyang would think after not seeing him for so long.

Won't you deduct your wages?Or are you going to yell at him to get out again?Thinking of this, I don't know why I laughed.

Went to the bathroom to clean it, and got rid of the smell of alcohol.The whole person is much refreshed.He simply wiped his hair and changed into casual home clothes.

I went to grind the coffee and brought it upstairs, and knocked on the door politely, but there was no response.It stands to reason that he should study the script in the room, did he go out?

It's also true that Zou Yingyang sometimes goes out to meet up with friends, and it's normal not to be there.

He drank the coffee in his hand in a few sips, not very used to the bitter taste, so he smacked his tongue.It wasn't until I finished drinking that I realized - um, this is Zou Yingyang's quilt, which is specially made for it.

He wouldn't know anyway, Yang Heng felt relieved when he thought of this.

But who knew that at this moment, the door was opened, and Zou Yingyang, who was only wrapped in a bath towel to hide his shame, was standing inside the door, with a pair of black eyes staring straight at Yang Heng... the cup in his hand.

Yang Heng: Damn it, the sound insulation in the room is so good, you can't even hear the sound of water.Thinking so in his heart, a flattering smile appeared on his face: "Little Yingyang, don't catch a cold, go and change clothes."

Zou Yingyang frowned. He didn't want to change the subject because he would catch a cold in summer.He reached for his coffee cup and said lightly, "Is it delicious?"

The sight of looking at the cup made Yang Heng shudder, lamenting that the other party was stingy, but at the same time had to find a way to resolve this embarrassment.

Yang Heng brushed back his short, disheveled hair with one hand, and gave Zou Yingyang a slap in the face with the other hand.

He said in a hoarse voice on purpose: "What you like to drink, of course I like to drink it too. Do you want to taste it..." After speaking, he moved closer to Zou Yingyang's lips, implying that the lips would blend together, and let him taste the taste of his own mouth. of coffee.Both sexy and seductive.

If it was a woman or gay, he would have drowned in Yang Heng's smell long ago.Unfortunately... Zou Yingyang is a straight man.

"My cup is broken." Zou Yingyang pointed to something on the ground.

It seems more embarrassing.

"I'm going to fire you, you can pack up and leave." Zou Yingyang stretched out his hand and pushed Yang Heng away, but Yang Heng didn't move at all.

"Get out of the way." Although Zou Yingyang was a bit embarrassed that he couldn't push it away, it was well covered by his aura.

Not only did Yang Heng not step aside, he hugged Zou Yingyang's thigh exaggeratedly, and pretended to cry: "Boss, I was wrong, I will go and buy you another one right away."

Suddenly, the world became quiet, and Yang Heng stopped crying.A white bath towel slipped down in front of him, and a large mosaic appeared in front of him, and his eyes widened in surprise.

This extremely embarrassing farce ended with Yang Heng begging for mercy.But Zou Yingyang's lingering anger persisted until the day he entered the group.

Yang Heng dragged two big suitcases to the hotel arranged for them by the crew, ready to tidy up the room.What made him wonder whether to be happy or worried was that his and Zou Yingyang's rooms were next to each other.

Although it had been three days, Zou Yingyang still ignored him. He was the type who not only didn't smile, but rolled his eyes.

I don't know why, not long after he started working as Zou Yingyang's assistant, Zou Yingyang decided that he was gay and liked him.Zou Yingyang's self-confidence made Yang Heng sweat, and he complained about it behind his back countless times.

Isn't it just more handsome?He also looks like the whole world will be madly infatuated with him.Too much narcissism will cause hysteria.Maybe it was the first time I was at the airport, I played a little bit of the acting skills of the crazy boy fan, which made this guy misunderstand.

Yang Heng first threw his backpack into his room, and then dragged the two suitcases belonging to Zou Yingyang to his room.

Carefully hang up his large pile of clothes, then lay out the notebook for him.Then replace all the hotel bedding with your own.Get the toiletries out of the box too and put them away.

Will be living here for the next few months.Yang Heng looked around and found that there was nothing to clean up, so he left.

Zou Yingyang should be participating in the opening ceremony of the silent battle at this time, and he was specially ordered not to go, and he didn't have the heart to put a hot face on a cold ass.

Now that it's free time, of course I'm going to have some fun.

He doesn't have many ways of entertainment, and he doesn't like clubbing or online games, except... basketball.

Standing on the basketball court again, holding the basketball in both hands, I felt tears welling up in my eyes.This feeling cannot be experienced by ordinary people.

"Boy, what are you doing?! Hurry up and shoot the ball, why are you so dazed!" the teammates who made up the temporary team shouted at him.

Yang Heng responded happily, jumped lightly, threw a perfect hollow ball, and scored three points.

After a game, the other partners were sweating profusely and panting.Except for Yang Heng, not only did he feel energetic and energetic, but he didn't even sweat a single drop from his body.

Yang Heng looked up at the cloudless sky, showed a hearty smile, and said to the others: "Continue, whoever admits defeat will be the grandson."