【61. Cold violence】
These words should be considered love words, and it is a miracle that they can come out of Zheng Xuhe's mouth.
The barrage of comments in the live broadcast room started to stir up trouble.
[I like it, I love it, Zheng Xuhe, you are so cute.] 】
[When Zheng Xuhe pursues someone, I feel like I like him but I also don’t like him at the same time.] 】
[Sometimes far away, sometimes near, it feels like Zheng Xuhe is fishing for Cheng Qingxing. 】
[What fishing or not, I feel like Zheng Xuhe just doesn’t understand what love is. 】
[Yes, it seems that I am emotionally insensitive. Maybe I really don’t understand. 】
[No one really thinks that there are people in the entertainment industry who are into pure love, right? People will believe in your personal image. 】
[This world still loves alpha too much.] 】
[I can’t stand it. Is this how you love alpha? You omegas should stop being so self-righteous. 】
[What era is this? Why are you still engaging in this kind of AO confrontation? Are you doing this on purpose? 】
What contradiction? This is the fact. 】
[You only dare to shout in public, you are very obedient offline. 】
I just hope they can be happy. 】
[I feel that Cheng Qingxing is the kind of Beta who suffers a lot in his marriage. 】
[More than that, I feel like I'll be criticized by others for the rest of my life. 】
[Isn’t this Cheng Qingxing’s own choice?] If he wants to make a comeback, doesn't he have to endure some hardships? 】
[There are gains and losses. Although I was scolded by others, at least I have become famous. In the future, I will have traffic and money, and I won’t have to rely on others. 】
[No, shouldn’t everyone think about how touching this is? 】
What’s so touching about this? Isn't it just a few words? You Zheng Xuhe dream girls should stop being so self-righteous. 】
[Don’t think too much, Cheng Qingxing, the real owner, didn’t react at all. 】
Indeed, the real owner Cheng Qingxing didn't react at all.
He even secretly moved his small stool aside and looked at his eyes lost in thought.
"Actually, your filter is too heavy." Cheng Qingxing silently began to eat the baked potatoes.
But because the potatoes are a little hot, you need to wait a while before eating them.
The air was still humid. Zheng Xuhe wanted to answer him, but before he could say anything, Cheng Qingxing stuffed another potato into his mouth.
Cheng Qingxing lowered his eyes and gently tore open the crispy outer skin with his fingertips. The aroma of hot air wrapped in starch hit his nose, burning his eyelashes so much that they trembled slightly.
The barrage of comments in the live broadcast room became even more intense.
[Fuck, Cheng Qingxing, please give me some reaction! Is Zheng Xuhe’s confession hot? ? 】
[I’m dying of laughter. This Omega is really good at pretending. He must be very happy inside, right? 】
[The AO in front of me should calm down. He is a Beta pretending to be an Omega. Can you please stop using gender stereotypes? 】
What happened to Beta? Can’t Beta fish for Alpha? This wave is called creating everyone equally! 】
Zheng Xuhe was still frozen in place, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the wrinkles on the cuffs of his coat.
He hoped that Cheng Qingxing would give him some reaction, but Cheng Qingxing just continued to find potatoes for him.
"Qingxing..." His Adam's apple moved, and his voice was a little hoarse, "You..."
"Would you like some potatoes?" Cheng Qingxing suddenly interrupted him, poking another roasted potato with a wooden stick and passing it over. "It's crispy on the outside and raw on the inside, it's a great show."
As he spoke, he winked at the camera, as if the ambiguous atmosphere just now had never appeared.
Zheng Xuhe stared at the steaming potato and suddenly remembered a small incident when they had just gotten married.
That day, he got off work and went home at three in the morning to find Cheng Qingxing curled up on the sofa and asleep, with a plate of cold baked potatoes on the coffee table.
He didn't know why Cheng Qingxing made baked potatoes. He thought he remembered about filming, so he thought of asking him.
As a result, as soon as I walked to Cheng Qingxing's door, I heard Cheng Qingxing talking on the phone with Lin Hengyi.
"If you want to eat, I'll bring it to you tomorrow."
"It's not like baked potatoes are a difficult dish."
"It's okay. I don't have any plays to perform anyway, so I can just go over to your place and take a look."
"Okay, I'll come see you tomorrow at ten o'clock."
“.......”
He listened at the door for a long time, but his name was never mentioned. He suddenly felt a little disappointed and was about to leave when the door of the room opened.
Cheng Qingxing looked at him, then asked with a smile: "Do you want to eat? Fried potatoes."
He looked at Zheng Xuhe, held it in for a long time, and squeezed out a dry sentence: "Don't do it next time."
Then she went into the room by herself and ignored him.
Thinking about it now, Cheng Qingxing's smile clearly froze for a moment.
"You're always like this." Zheng Xuhe suddenly spoke up, rubbing the back of Cheng Qingxing's hand with his fingertips as he took the potato. "When the atmosphere is good, change the subject. This way it won't be awkward."
Cheng Qingxing paused while peeling potatoes.
The barrage instantly exploded:
[Oh shit!] Has Zheng Xuhe come to his senses? ? 】
[Is this the same wooden actor who could only say “no comment” when asked about his relationship by reporters? ? 】
[Cheng Qingxing's ears turned red!] Microscope girl, take a screenshot! ! 】
It’s indeed popular.
Cheng Qingxing lowered his head, the tips of his ears were slightly red in the firelight, but he refused to admit defeat: "What Mr. Zheng said is wrong, or your filter is too heavy, I am not as good as you say, I am just a person who likes to ruin the atmosphere."
As he spoke, he glanced at the camera in the corner, and suddenly leaned in close to Zheng Xuhe, so close that their breaths entangled, "Teacher Zheng, you have to have the skills to act, right?"
Cheng Qingxing had already made up his mind, and when Zheng Xuhe continued talking, he just felt a little disgusted.
Zheng Xuhe also understood what he meant. This was a secret code between them.
They had a secret code before, calling each other "teacher", so they stopped talking.
Zheng Xuhe's eyes darkened.
He suddenly grabbed Cheng Qingxing's wrist, which she was about to pull back, and in the other's surprised gaze, he took a bite of the potato in this ambiguous posture.
"Raw." He frowned and swallowed the raw starch, but held Cheng Qingxing's wrist tighter, "It tastes just as bad as it did back then."
A spark burst from the fireplace.
Cheng Qingxing stared at him blankly, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Zheng Xuhe, you really don't know how to talk."
Zheng Xuhe remained silent. He knew that his words were offensive and made Cheng Qingxing uncomfortable.
However, if he didn't say it, he always felt that Cheng Qingxing would not take his words to heart and might not even pay attention to him.
[No, why are they arguing again? 】
[In fact, we didn't argue, we were just having a simple discussion. 】
[Indeed, compared to the group next door, the two of them really didn't quarrel. 】
[They are using cold violence. It depends on the person's choice. Anyway, I would rather my husband and I fight. 】
[This is indeed uncomfortable. It feels like neither of them is willing to speak their mind. 】
[If they continue like this, I will rush to the scene and beat them up. 】
[I'm really anxious, can't you just talk nicely? 】
[Yeah, it’s not a big deal. Can’t you just talk properly? Is it necessary to confront each other head-on? 】
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