Being crushed by fans [dubbing vs singer]

After arriving at He's house, because of the presence of He's father and Zuo's father, the two men opened up the topic early on. Before they were at the dinner table, they had already chatted from the southeast to the northwest. Not at all awkward.

He Zhengchen and Zuo Qi came to serve as a foil.

The two of them tacitly acted as air, taking the plates and plates, moving the table and moving the table, and they were very well-behaved and honest under the name of their parents.

After dinner, Dad Zuo was a drunkard, so he didn't miss his precious Moutai. Although Dad He didn't like drinking, he hadn't drank for a long time, and he was a little greedy, so he took a cup and poured a small glass.

After drinking, the two talked more.

While chatting, he suddenly saw Zuo Qi playing with his mobile phone and didn't bother to clip it. Father Zuo was a little displeased: "You young people now know how to play with their mobile phones."

"..." Zuo Qi immediately put away his cell phone, sat upright and started eating.

Zuo Ma smiled when she saw it: "You should be scolded, you see that Zhengchen doesn't have your little problem."

"If this kid was as good as your son, I wouldn't have to travel all the way back to screw him to work."

Seeing that he had put away his cell phone, Dad Zuo didn't pursue it any further. He turned his head and sighed to Dad He: "Zhengchen is only 21 now, right? He's already accomplished his career. Look at my family. I'm still very playful, so I can't take it back." .”

Father He laughed and said, "What happened there, Xiaoqi has such a lively personality, which is very good. Unlike Zhengchen, he didn't like to talk since he was a child."

"He's excellent?" Papa Zuo snorted, "It's okay to just study. Apart from studying, I don't know what I'm struggling with every day."

"Let me tell you that when this kid was young, you said that every boy had such long hair..."

When Zuo Qi heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said, "Dad, what are you talking about?"

Why did he start digging up his dark history while eating?

"You don't let me talk about what you do?" Apparently, because of the hair, Dad Zuo was aggrieved for a long time before, and he didn't listen to Zuo Qi's stop: "Just dangling under my nose every day like that, it hurts me." I always thought I raised a second girl!"

Zuo Ma obviously also thought about what happened at that time, and she pursed her lips and smiled.

Zuo Qi's ears turned red, and he unconsciously glanced at He Zhengchen.

And He Zhengchen, who was right next to him, still had no special expression on his face, and sat aside to add some vegetables to the pot from time to time, with a calm expression.

Seeing that he didn't care, maybe even wasn't paying attention, Zuo Qi was slightly relieved.

"Children, it's all like this," He's father smiled and said cheerfully: "Isn't it good now?"

"That's true," Zuo Dad nodded, "Come and drink."

As he spoke, he was about to pour the wine.

However, when he was about to pour, seeing that the cups in front of Zuo Qi and He Zhengchen were full of drinks, he frowned again: "You two don't drink?"

Zuo Qi actually wanted to drink it a little bit, but when He Zhengchen poured it for him, he poured out the juice and just made do with it. Hearing this, he felt a little greedy, so he drank the juice in one gulp, and passed the quilt over: "Pour me some too."

"Okay!" Zuo Dad immediately poured it for him, and after pouring it, he also had some thoughts about He Zhengchen's cup, and asked, "Zhengchen doesn't drink?"

He Zhengchen was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and handed over the cup as well.

He's mother watched from the side and reminded: "Xiaochen doesn't drink well, so you should pour him less."

Hearing this, Papa Zuo laughed and said, "It looks like Changmin at first glance, pour two cups."

"What do you mean pouring two cups like mine?" Dad He was not happy when he heard it: "Refill it for him."

Then Zuo Qi watched as Father He poured a full glass for He Zhengchen by pressing the wine bottle.

"..." He thought for a while, and whispered to He Zhengchen: "If you can't drink, you can give me some. I can drink."

He Zhengchen glanced at him, didn't speak, and took a sip with his head down.

Papa Zuo and Papa He watched the two juniors drinking at first, and encouraged them to clink glasses and have a drink, but after a while, they stopped watching, and the two talked about themselves and put aside the drinking of the two juniors.

Not long after, Zuo Qi saw some redness on He Zhengchen's face.

After eating for a while, he raised his eyes to look at He Zhengchen, seeing that the color on his face was getting darker and darker, and he was shaking a little unsteadily while holding the chopsticks, so he couldn't help but opened his mouth: "He Zhengchen?"

When He Zhengchen heard someone calling him, he raised his head and glanced.

There is mist in the eyes, and at first glance, it is hard to tell the difference between east, west, and north.

Zuo Qi had no choice but to turn his head and talk to Zuo Ma. Zuo Ma took a look and quickly said, "You help him go to the bedroom to rest. I'll ask your aunt to cook him some hangover soup."

Zuo Qi nodded, put one hand on He Zhengchen's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Get up, I'll send you to the bedroom to rest."

Fortunately, even if he was a little drunk, he could still listen to the words. He Zhengchen obediently stood up holding the table when he heard the words.

"Yo, what's the matter? I'm drunk." Dad He obviously had too much to drink, and he couldn't control his voice: "You brat, try to learn some of my bad things."

"Shut up." Inevitably, two drunk men would appear at home later, Mother He suddenly became a little worried, and glared at him.

At this time, Dad He was probably drunk for six or seven minutes, and he couldn't feel his wife's warning at all, so he said to Dad Zuo with his tongue open: "I'm telling you, hey, I told you that I was not very good at it when I was young." Do you speak? Forget it, it doesn’t matter, you know, this kid in my family looks like him too! He didn’t speak fluently until he was very old, oh, he’s better than his father, I managed to find a doctor to adjust it , he figured it out by himself, hehe."

When Mother He heard that he had revealed all the embarrassing things about herself and her son, she was both helpless and funny.

She stood up and supported He Zhengchen to stand up. Seeing that Zuo Qi had stabilized, she let go of her hand: "Auntie, go to the kitchen to get some soup, please."

"It's okay, he's not too drunk." Zuo Qi said, helping him walk to the bedroom while thinking about what Dad He said just now.

He Zhengchen didn't know how to speak when he was a child?Like Dad He?

And these two are still better voice actors than the other?

...

Are all geniuses so extraordinary?

But without thinking about it, he had already helped He Zhengchen to the door of the bedroom.

"You take good care of it. I'll watch your dad and the others outside, so I won't go in." Zuo Ma said.

Zuo Qi snorted, and closed the door behind him.

When he was about to put him on the bed, he didn't know there was something wrong. The drunken man who had already half-closed his eyes suddenly opened them, and saw who was supporting him. His eyes were dazed for a while. , suddenly reached out and hugged Zuo Qi tightly.

Zuo Qi was suffocated by his sudden hug and suffocation. When he looked sideways, he met He Zhengchen's gaze.

"..."

"What are you doing?" Zuo Qi said, "Relax and lie on the bed."

He Zhengchen pursed his lips, listened to the words, let go of him and walked to the bed, but just let go for a while, and soon turned his head as if regretting it, and dragged Zuo Qi down again.

After a while of darkness, Zuo Qi was pressed onto the bed.

He Zhengchen propped his arm by his ear, staring at him closely, Zuo Qi was so tugged and pressed that he couldn't react, he felt something was wrong when he was completely lying on the bed, and was about to struggle to get out immediately.

It's a pity that the person on his body seemed to have taken a strong pill, and he easily fixed his struggling body with a single move, bent down, and looked at Zuo Qi carefully as if he were looking at some artwork.

Zuo Qi's scalp felt a little numb from the sight of the drunk: "What are you doing?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, he said again: "Release quickly, do you hear me? Your mother will come in later."

"..."

"He Zhengchen?...I said, what are you crazy about?"

He Zhengchen thought he was too noisy, frowned, and directly covered those chattering mouths.

Left Banner: "..."

Can anyone tell him what's going on?

Covering the man's mouth, the ears became much cleaner, and He Zhengchen seemed to be in a happier mood. There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and he continued to look at him with his head down.

Zuo Qi, who had never seen He Zhengchen smile before, was stunned.

After watching for a while, as if he had seen enough, He Zhengchen let go of his hand covering his mouth.

Seeing that he didn't do anything other than look, Zuo Qi was a little nervous at first, but after a few minutes he calmed down a bit. After receiving an amnesty, he was helpless when facing the drunk, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Have you seen enough? Enough?" ?”

He Zhengchen's gaze moved down, and suddenly settled on his lips, bowing his head.

Seeing this posture, Zuo Qi was taken aback for a moment, and immediately turned his head away, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated: "What are you going to do?"

Why does it feel like this person wants to kiss him? !

However, as if answering his words, He Zhengchen frowned, stretched out his hand to straighten his head that was off the way, and lowered his head again.

Zuo Qi's eyes suddenly widened, and he tried to break free from him with all his might, and He Zhengchen was a little annoyed by his struggle, so he let go of the arm that was supporting him, and directly pressed his whole body onto his body.

Feeling the weight, Zuo Qi almost didn't come up in one breath.

Damn, this person looks thin, why is he so big!

"Don't move." He Zhengchen said, his voice was dry and hoarse.

Don't move a fart!

Zuo Qi moved even more vigorously, gnashing his teeth: "Get up!"

The light in He Zhengchen's eyes became darker and darker. Seeing that he was disobedient, he opened his mouth and bit it as punishment, hitting Zuo Qi's Adam's apple.

Suddenly aware of this feeling, Zuo Qi's body froze immediately.

shit.

he fucking...

He Zhengchen took a bite, but was still not relieved, and wanted to go up and take another bite.

The veins on Zuo Qi's forehead throbbed: "Don't bite there!!!"

Hearing this, He Zhengchen paused and looked up at him.

Zuo Qi was really annoyed by him, his struggling hair was disheveled, and the corners of his eyes were flushed, seeing him looking at him and not wanting to back off, he stared back fiercely: "Get up!"

"..."

As if sensing that he was really upset, He Zhengchen hesitated for a moment and got up.

But he had just propped up a little bit, but before Zuo Qi rolled and slipped out, he suddenly fell down again, like a mountain pressing down on the top, making him short of breath again.

Zuo Qi was so angry that he wanted to kill himself who thought that He Zhengchen was drunk and good-looking: "You're not finished, are you? I'll warn you one last time. If you don't get up again, I'll call you parents!"

However, no matter what he said, the people on his body remained motionless.

After Zuo Qi said a few words, he also felt a little strange. When he lowered his head, he saw He Zhengchen laying on top of him, motionless, with his eyes tightly closed.

This is...

Fell asleep?

Zuo Qi tentatively moved his arm, and easily struggled out from under his hand.

After finally removing the mountain from his body, he saw He Zhengchen's unconscious sleeping face, Zuo Qi had a black line on his head.

If you say you are drunk, you will go drunk, if you say sleep, you will sleep, so tossing people?

After calming down, Zuo Qi shook the Xia quilt aside, covered his belly a little and walked out.

Outside, Papa Zuo was still drinking with Papa He, seeing him coming out, Papa Zuo asked, "How is it, are you ready?"

Not wanting to think about the scene just now, Zuo Qi touched his Adam's apple, which was dragged down innocently: "Okay."

"Your mother and Aunt He are making hangover soup, you go and help," Zuo's father said, "When it's ready, bring a bowl to Zhengchen."

Zuo Qi looked at Dad He who was sitting next to him, who couldn't even sit still, rolled his eyes, and muttered, "Drunk everyone else, and nothing will happen to you."

Entering the kitchen, the two mothers were studying the ingredients of the hangover soup. Seeing Zuo Qi approaching, Mother He asked, "Xiao Chen is alright?"

"Well, I'm asleep." Zuo Qi scratched his ears and asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"No need," He's mother was relieved when she heard that her son was fine: "You should also go to rest and take a nap, Xiaochen's bed is quite big, and when the hangover soup is ready, Auntie will bring it to you .”

"..."

Seeing that he didn't need his help, Zuo Qi just went back to He Zhengchen's bedroom.

After entering, the room was filled with a faint smell of alcohol.

What was it like when he left just now, He Zhengchen still fell asleep motionless.

Zuo Qi sat by the bed and played with his mobile phone for a while, then turned his head to look at it, suddenly a little curious.

He frowned, bent down, and looked at the sleeping man up close.

He Zhengchen's eyelashes are very long, and when he closed his eyes, the sense of alienation from others disappeared, and his face was still slightly flushed, looking very harmless to humans and animals, why did he just...

What are you thinking?

Unable to hold back, Zuo Qi reached out and stroked his eyelashes.

Sit up straight and play with the phone for a while, probably because of the sleepiness of the person next to him, he also felt a little drowsy even though he never took a nap, a burst of tiredness swept over him, Zuo Qi opened his mouth, adjusted his posture, and lay on the outside I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

After he fell asleep, he opened his eyes in a daze after sleeping in it.

Seeing Zuo Qi at the side, He Zhengchen slightly raised his hand to cover him with the quilt, watched for a while, put his arms around his waist to prevent him from falling, and fell asleep again.

After a while, the door was pushed open.

After He Ma came in and saw this scene, she was slightly surprised.

"Asleep?" Zuo Ma asked in a low voice behind her.

Mama He nodded and turned away.

Zuo Ma came in to see how the two were sleeping, she also smiled, and put the hangover soup in her hand on the tea table: "It seems that Xiao Qi and Zheng Chen are still getting along well."

"It's rare to see Xiaochen like a little friend so much," He Ma said, "Don't call him, and come back when Xiaoqi wakes up."

Seeing that her son and his friend's son got along well, Zuo Ma naturally agreed, and the two of them closed the door gently and walked out without waking Zuo Qi up.

When he woke up, Zuo Qi sat up sleepily, and found himself in a strange bed, still a little dazed.

It wasn't until he saw Damei who was sleeping in the cat's nest nearby, snoring loudly, that he realized that he was at He Zhengchen's house. He rubbed his brows, thinking where He Zhengchen had gone, when he heard the door creak and was pushed open , He Zhengchen walked in with wet hair.

Seeing that Zuo Qi had already woken up, he froze: "You're awake."

This is sober.

Zuo Qi nodded: "Have you gone to take a shower?"

"En." He Zhengchen looked away, and brought over the hangover soup that had cooled down on the coffee table: "Do you want to drink it?"

Zuo Qi reached out to take it, quickly drank the soup down, got up from the bed, put the bowl on the tea table and then got off the ground: "What time is it? Have my parents gone back?"

"Four o'clock, already back." He Zhengchen replied briefly.

Zuo Qi felt a little funny looking at him.

He's so bold when he's drunk, but when he wakes up, he turns into a dull little prudish again.

"It's interesting when you're drunk." Zuo Qi said.

Hearing this, He Zhengchen's hand holding the towel suddenly tightened, and it took him a while to say, "Sorry, did I offend you?"

"What offends men?"

Wasn't it just a bite, Zuo Qi didn't mind it when he woke up.

Taking a closer look at He Zhengchen, he saw that his eyes were clear, and the slightest bit of drunkenness was gone, Zuo Qi put his hand on his shoulder, and said with a joke, "Drunk is pretty fast, sobering up is pretty fast, that's fine."

As far as the eyes could see, the ears of the person in front of him suddenly turned red.

Zuo Qi was stunned: "...Are you so easily shy?"

He Zhengchen: "..."

He turned his head awkwardly.

Seeing his unnatural expression, Zuo Qi also felt that he seemed to be acting frivolously towards such a serious person, so he withdrew his hand resentfully: "Well, I have some things to do this afternoon, so I'll go first."

He Zhengchen didn't look at him, and gave a low acknowledgment.

After getting a response, Zuo Qi went out without hesitation, and he could vaguely hear the voices of him and He's father and mother saying goodbye.

After the people left, He Zhengchen sat on the bed, unconsciously touching the fine velvet on the towel.

Damei also woke up at this time, Jiaoli stretched her body coquettishly, and went to her boss to act like a spoiled child.

He Zhengchen took snacks from the drawer in silence, and he was very happy, took the dried fish in his mouth and ran away.

After a while, Mother He opened the door and walked in. Seeing her son sitting on the bed blankly, she was startled, and asked, "Why don't you go out and give Xiaoqi away?"

He Zhengchen raised his head, pursed his lips and said, "He probably doesn't like me very much."

Hearing this was the reason, Mother He was a little dumbfounded: "Boy, why are you so restrained? I think Xiao Qi likes you quite a bit. He was drunk at noon, so he found out and sent you to the bedroom."

He Zhengchen didn't speak.

"It's rare to see you like someone so much, you can ask him to hang out more in the future, your Uncle Zuo's son, his temperament is not that bad." Mother He said again.

But knowing her son's character, she didn't persuade her much, and she went out after saying a few more words.

After He's mother left, He Zhengchen raised his hand, touched his lips, and closed his eyes again, feeling a bit bitter in struggle.

He didn't know when his thoughts about Zuo Qi changed from that kind of guilt to that kind of thing.

If there is no contact before, the illusory feeling can be comforted by the attention on Weibo and the cooperation for Zuoqi, but after this time, those memories that are still vivid even if they are broken, are like alarm bells buzzing in his ears.

People with that kind of thought, what qualifications do they have?