Wildfire Mambo

Jian Zhuo suspected that he was bewitched by Zhou Shuchen.

For tomorrow's performance, he recited the lyrics with his mobile phone curled up on a chair, but it was clearly written down word by word by himself, but at this moment he almost couldn't see it at all.

And Jian Zhuo's eyes were also treacherously drifting towards the small bed unconsciously, only watching Zhou Shuchen typing lightly on the computer, the silver wrist watch shone slightly on his hand, and he was wearing silver metal half-rim glasses, It's a size between a thin frame and a large frame, and it doesn't feel tacky at all, and the degree is probably not high, and there is no deformation.The expression is that he doesn't often give Jian Zhuo seriousness. When Jian Zhuo thinks about it, it seems that Zhou Shuchen is like this when he usually goes to work.

Probably because the eyes were a little hot, Zhou Shuchen noticed and looked up at him: "Did you bother me?"

Jian Zhuo didn't speak, but actually blushed and lowered his head, and turned the stool around guiltily.

Zhou Shuchen didn't type any more, just looked at something on the computer.Seeing his seriousness, Jian Zhuo tiptoed to his side, jumped up from the side and hugged him, and gently rubbed his cheek against the side of his neck with some tenderness.

Zhou Shuchen took the child who suddenly acted coquettishly for some reason, looked at his red pointed ears, and felt that he was really like the broad-eared fox raised by his American roommate when he was learning to fly.

Jian Zhuo turned to look at Zhou Shuchen's computer screen again. There were more words, more words than the memo on his mobile phone. It was detailed and dense, and there were also several optical microscope pictures of oral pathology sections and some forms.

"what is this?"

"We have done a clinical observation study in the past seven months." Zhou Shuchen said, "I am working on a report."

"Comparative analysis of the clinical efficacy of periodontal tissue regeneration combined with orthodontics in the treatment of periodontitis..." Jian Zhuo read the title word by word, opened his mouth again and didn't know what to say, and finally choked out "" Wow".

"I remember Nurse Li said that you used to be a surgeon..." Jian Zhuo couldn't hear clearly, but all of them were thinking about Zhou Shuchen holding a lancet.

"Maxillofacial surgery." Zhou Shuchen said, "and I just kept thinking about it. I saw some patients with cleft lip and palate and tumors during my undergraduate rotation in Huaxi in the last year. force."

"Then why not go?" Jian Zhuo seemed to understand a little bit.

"If you really go there, you won't be able to see me every day." Zhou Shuchen said with a smile, "Surgery is too busy. And at that time, I felt that I was an adult for a long time, and I didn't want to rely on my parents anymore. If I think about it, I might still be a child now. The doctoral students who are trained in the hospital, with a little salary, are too poor to be cool in front of you, and often work night shifts to do emergency department, maybe you can often see me saying in the circle of friends that I have sewn a few more car accidents Penetrating or lacerating wounds in the maxillofacial region."

Jian Zhuo had goose bumps all over her body, "Brother, I will take care of you, study hard."

Zhou Shuchen was so cute that the child was so cute, he scratched the newly grown stubble on his back, and then he remembered that he didn't tell him: "I will fly to Nanjing tomorrow morning for a meeting, and it will take five days."

For a while, Jian Zhuo didn't say anything, but tightly wrapped his hands around him.

"Is that why you came to see me tonight." No wonder Zhou Shuchen appeared outside his rented room.

"I'm afraid you miss me." Zhou Shuchen laughed.

"It can only piss me off." Jian Zhuo fell on the bed like a spoiled child and squeezed into the corner, as if to keep a distance, "You have something to do and I don't dare to mess with you...you can change the article quickly, please! "

"What does Xiao Zhuo want to do?" Zhou Shuchen asked him leisurely.

Jian Zhuo wrinkled his nose angrily, turned over again, and slipped into Zhou Shuchen's arms, as if fascinated, he stared at Zhou Shuchen's lips, and opened his lips back and forth several times before asking: "You used to * Do you wear glasses when you are *..."

That voice was bewildering and contrasting as thin as a mosquito. It was not at all like Jian Zhuo who was stepping on the stereo on the stage in a chic and unrestrained way.

Zhou Shuchen was startled, and said no.

"But if you want to see it, you can try it." Zhou Shuchen replied again, with no expression on his face, "However, it's not good to kiss you while wearing glasses."

Jian Zhuo suddenly remembered how Zhou Shuchen treated him last time, and felt that he was pulled into the boiling water and scalded again, the blood bubbling in his body, "But you obviously didn't kiss me, you only messed with me ..."

After hearing this, Zhou Shuchen bent his eyes and pursed his lips into a smile, leaned over and kissed the corner of the child's lips, the cold metal frame lightly passed over Jane's scorching skin, like a spring breeze moving the water in a green pool, ripples rippled on Jane's lips Scattered in the body.

It was just a superficial kiss, and it was obvious that they had already done something more outrageous. Jian Zhuo himself didn't know why he reacted so strongly. He curled up into a ball trembling slightly, squinted his eyes, and his face was flushed red. In the palm of Zhou Shuchen's caress.

"Your hands are so cold." Jian Zhuo said, he stroked Zhou Shuchen's well-defined knuckles, and the rough temporary ring made Zhou Shuchen's skin red.This thing is like the lid of a can, no one wears it all the time: "It's stupid to wear it all the time."

Jian Zhuo stretched out his hand to take it, but Zhou Shuchen quickly withdrew his hand: "Are you going to take back what you gave?"

"...I'll buy you a normal one another day." Jian Zhuo really felt embarrassed, thinking about what kind of academic conference the doctor went to and dealing with a lot of other decent people, what would it be like to wear this on his hand? thing.

"We'll talk after we buy it." Zhou Shuchen pinned him on his shoulders and didn't let him speak again, while he continued to adjust the typesetting of the article.

Jian Zhuo obediently stopped disturbing him, lowered his head and recited the words, and then distractedly played with his mobile phone, and saw DI post a message in Moments: "Tonight I will eat my own beer." The stewed pig at the beginning of the cut arched its mouth, and the two round holes were straight to the end. Jian Zhuo inexplicably felt a little funny, and kept laughing all by himself.

Zhou Shuchen finally revised and perfected it, feeling the child trembling in his arms all the time, "What are you laughing at?"

"Look at Zhu Congcong, does he have exactly the same nose as him?" Jian Zhuo smiled and showed Zhou Shuchen a photo of DI and braised pig's head.

Not being a native of Chengdu, Zhou Shuchen was only able to understand the Sichuan dialect. He was more interested in the overlapping words in Jian Zhuo's sentence, and thought it was very cute. He parroted the sentence: "Zhu Congcong ...is it an arching mouth?"

Jian Zhuo made faces at him, scolding him for being away from home for many years and not being able to infiltrate the profound Sichuan dialect. He still held his fingers in his arms and said that people in Chengdu call fish a fish, and meat a meat quack. Of course, Zhu Congcong would not be surprised .

Zhou Shuchen only felt that he was flirting again, so cute as hell.

Even if Jian Zhuo's voice is not childlike, her voice can sink down when she needs to sing, and it will become even more magnetic in the recording studio, which is very pleasant to hear.But I don’t know if Zhou Shuchen has made some subjective assumptions. I always feel that because of the child’s accent, the "an" sound is protracted and sticky, so everything he says looks cute.

Originally, Jian Zhuo didn't want Zhou Shuchen to squeeze into his bachelor's cot with him, and Zhou Shuchen was so big, he suspected that Zhou Shuchen couldn't even straighten his legs.But when he thought of going to the airport at four o'clock, and his place was closer to the airport, it would be better to rest first.

He looked for a clean handkerchief everywhere and wanted to wipe Zhou Shuchen's hair after taking a shower. God knows that he never prepared a hair dryer because he never blows his hair. If the hair is not dried, it will catch a cold.

"Hello, I'm Jian Zhuo, the No. [-] technician." Jian Zhuo stood in front of Zhou Shuchen holding a white handkerchief, pretending to be serious.

Zhou Shuchen nodded cooperatively, "Hello."

One look at Jian Zhuo and he knew that he hadn't taken care of others, not even himself, he was rough and green when he did things like rubbing his head and beating his back, and he even pinched his shoulders and pinched his whole body to hang on the guests.

"I'll complain to your boss about you." Zhou Shuchen thought it was funny, this was clearly the child's own random idea, but in the end he felt too tired to play anymore.

"Stop complaining." Jian Zhuo leaned sleepily on the side of his face, her soft fluffy hair resting on Zhou Shuchen's skin, like a small animal, "Boss Xiao Zhou, you should just redeem me directly." , I don’t want to work in the store anymore, I will work for you for the rest of my life.”

Zhou Shuchen smiled nicely, raised one eyebrow and scratched Jian Zhuo's short-sleeved waist exposed naked skin, Jian Zhuo finally understood the ambiguity in what he said just now, blushed again, and after thinking about it, he lost himself again Comfort, cut, anyway, Zhou Shuchen is so gentle to him, he will definitely let him do it.

Jian Zhuo truly thinks that Zhou Shuchen is the most charming when he understands what kind of movements and expressions he is making. His jaw is thin ice rock and his eyes are soft moonlight, which makes Jian Zhuo feel that he is about to be stared at, like honey melting in a moonlit night , he leaned softly on Zhou Shuchen's shoulder, and sighed softly, he really didn't want Zhou Shuchen to leave at all, even if it was just for a day.

This is the first time Jian Zhuo saw so many people crowded outside the tavern.

It turned out that OSOM would also rent here earlier, but Fangqin's venue is a bit small for them now.

As soon as Qi Yike saw Jian Zhuo in the background, he asked him why he came here. Jian Zhuo didn't say that he was going to see Zhou Shuchen off, so he said nonsense, "He came here on a bicycle, do you have any opinions on fitness?"

Qi Yike sneered, "It's amazing, you pedaled all the way back from Shuangliu Airport? It's like you took the green leather train from Beijing to Russia for half a year."

Only then did Jian Zhuo remember that he had just posted a positioning Moments: "Where has it been open for so long?"

"Hahaha send the horse back home? I lost my original intention before I became popular. It used to be a pure and pure plum tree that said 'women will betray you, but money will not'." Qi Yike was really shocked. In connection with Jian Zhuo's recent state that doesn't seem to be too much, he immediately sorted out the ins and outs.

Jian Zhuo pointed his middle finger at him, "Fuck you." She thought to herself that this is not a breach of the precept, and she is not a woman.

"Outsider? Pretty?"

Zhou Shuchen is at most half a Chengdu native... It seems that he doesn't speak Sichuan dialect very well, probably because he has been living in other cities since he was a child.Jian Zhuo couldn't hold back his emotions for some reason, and said: "Is it going to hold an academic conference, doctor, or is it a Chinese committee or something."

"You won't be the one to deal with seriously..." Qi Yike felt that something was wrong.

Jian Zhuo felt a little embarrassed when he asked her, covered her face and yelled "Damn", and said casually, "Zhou Daji knows how to play Gu."

"Okay, no wonder the more serious you are, the more you like something different, like a young boy like you." Qi Yike smiled smokyly, "Which hospital is it? Can I ask my sister to jump in and leave an expert number?" .”

Jian Zhuo glared at him, "You fucking census?" Then he looked around, "Where is Yu Addiction?"

Qi Yike collapsed on the chair and pointed to the outside, "I'm at home, signing posters."

The place where the white lights were shaking was full of people, and some people bought wine at the bar and small tables to sit and sit. Yu Yan sat on the small table at the entrance of the entrance and signed with his head bowed. He also brought a few The non-sale mini-album will be given away to fans.

Yu Yan is good-looking, and he is not like a star who is bound by various rules and regulations. He plays motorcycles, learns art and makes music.It's not that he rejects the way girls like him, it's that he never hides or hides his true self, for fear that one day he will frighten those girls who have subjective ideas about him, which is really troublesome.

When the tall girl with the long dreadlocks was in line, facing Yu Jian, she pulled off the belt of the harness leather vest, and let Yu Chang sign his name on her chest.Yu Jian smiled. He never rejected the attention of beautiful girls. He reached out and signed his name on the girl's white and soft chest with a golden pen. I like him very much, and left a dirty orange lip mark on Yu Ji's neck.

Of course, Yu Jian also gave the last physical album to the girl.

There were voices of regret one after another in the crowd, and there was a boy behind him yelling "Old artist Yu forgets righteousness when he sees sex", and Yu Jian sat at the table and laughed all the time.

"Can you sign for me here?"

A light and familiar voice came from Yu Jian's face, the tone seemed a bit cramped, but it was trying hard to be concealed as honesty.

When Yu Jian looked up, he saw a face that was not too unfamiliar to him, it was the face he wanted to remember, the red maple leaf tattooed into his skin.

"Tattoo teacher..." Yu Jian was a little surprised, but couldn't remember his name at once, and remembered that he had said it to himself in a trance.

Zhong Ci pursed his lips, imitating the girl he met, and opened his black shirt towards Yu Yan, the blue admission stamp on his hand kissed Yu Jian's flawless skin like a kiss.The porcelain jade-like white was even a little dazzling under the strong light. Zhong Ci pointed to the upper edge of his exposed hip bones and said softly: "Yu Jun, can you sign here for me?"