Chapter 170 Cute Internet Celebrity 48
[System 052: I'm curious too]
[System 052: As expected, the human desire for gossip is the strongest.]
Qianzhou: Are you human?
[System 052:......]
"Go to the supermarket. I want to buy some snacks."
Qiantang is also in the business district. There are large supermarkets in the nearby shopping malls. Qianzhou hung on Han Cheng's arm as soon as he got off the car.
He followed Han Cheng step by step like a boneless person, "Tell me, tell me."
Han Cheng took out two cards from his wallet and put them in his breast pocket. He pinched the back of Qian Zhou's neck and said, "Stand still."
Qian Zhou put his middle finger on his trouser line, straightened his chest and raised his head, "Stand up straight, tell me quickly."
"Okay, turn right."
Qian Zhou turned to the right and met the gazes of several strangers. He looked back at Han Cheng and said, "Stop playing like this. I feel a little silly. So many people are looking at us."
Han Cheng raised his lips with a smile in his eyes, "Are you afraid of being seen by others?"
"Don't be afraid." Qian Zhou blurted out.
He held Han Cheng's hand and walked through the glass revolving door. "I think this is good. It seems there is no need to change anything."
Han Cheng knew he was talking about signing with a company. "You signed with a company for ease and stability, but if you are shackled by a piece of paper contract, there is really no need to change the status quo."
"It's up to you, whatever makes you comfortable."
Qian Zhou stopped, walked around to Han Cheng, and looked into his eyes carefully.
There seems to be starlight in her eyes, exuding charm all the time.
Han Cheng felt that he was trapped again, and the hidden, unspeakable desire in his heart...reached the peak again.
On the way to the supermarket, they had to pass through the shopping mall area, and Qianzhou pulled Han Cheng and walked close to the edge.
Walk straight with your toes on the edge of the beige tiles, and only turn 90 degrees.
As I was walking, I was suddenly pulled into a dark corridor by an irresistible force.
His vision suddenly turned dark, and Qian Zhou could only vaguely see Han Cheng's eyebrows and eyes.
"Han Cheng, why are you so shy lately?"
Qianzhou laughed twice, leaned on Han Cheng's arms, and covered his mouth to prevent the kiss.
"Tell me about Qin Yan."
Han Cheng licked his teeth and asked, "Are you interested in him?"
Qian Zhou's fingers moved upwards along Han Cheng's vague outline and stopped at Han Cheng's cheek.
He found that Han Cheng's skin was also very good, and the line of his jaw could be felt at the touch, as delicate as a model.
Qianzhou thought he was handsome and wanted to touch him.
Han Cheng thought his silence meant he agreed, and a sour smell inexplicably wafted through the dark corridor.
Han Cheng pinched Qianzhou's chin and kissed him. Qianzhou leaned his head against the wall and put one foot on the steps.
When they went to the supermarket again, Qianzhou sat in the shopping cart because his legs were weak.
"Some of his thoughts are quite pathological. Whether it's work or other aspects, he has an excessive desire for control."
Han Cheng pushed Qianzhou to the snack rack, and the shopping cart moved closer to where Qianzhou pointed.
Qianzhou reached for the potato chips and asked, "Anything else?"
Han Cheng said a lot, and Qianzhou was amazed while shopping in the supermarket.
Qin Yan often participated in debate competitions when he was in college and lost to Han Cheng several times, so the two became acquainted.
At that time, Qin Yan already had a boyfriend whose name contained the character "Zhou", but he didn't look like he does now.
Han Cheng said a few simple words and Qian Zhou roughly understood.
Qin Yan always holds people in his hands, regardless of work or life, and loves them like prisoners.
But he thinks that kind of unreserved, paranoid and morbid love is normal.
"It's really hard to tell, but there's such a huge gap in concepts." Qian Zhou was holding a gift bag of snacks and pointing at the fish on sale in the distance.
Han Cheng pushed him over there, Qian Zhou took out his cell phone and took a picture and saved it in the album.
They didn't have much time to go shopping in the supermarket together, but Qianzhou bought a lot of things at once.
Snacks, vegetables, fruit and meat, as well as two cartons of mini milk in small bottles.
"Not much at all. This is only enough for a month. I'll open it and drink it when I'm bored."
When I checked out, I found that there were two extra boxes of Ice Silk Ultra Thin.
"...So cunning, when did you take it?" Qian Zhou stood stiffly in place, and suddenly felt a dull pain in his legs again.
Han Cheng swiped his card to pay without changing his expression. "Just now."
The car drove all the way home, and Qianzhou helped Han Cheng carry the bag.
The edge of the villa area is connected to a wide river, and standing at the door you can see the bench on the river bank.
There was a thin figure sitting on the bench. Qian Zhou didn't pay much attention and followed Han Cheng into the door.
Taking videos, eating hot pot, Qianzhou looked out at night and the figure was still there.
He pushed Han Cheng's arm and said, "Look, that person has been sitting there for four hours. Go and take a look."
Han Cheng took his cell phone and took Qianzhou through the park. Qianzhou took a closer look and found that the figure looked familiar.
"Zhou Zhou?!"
The figure on the bench swayed, and Zhou Zhou turned his head very slowly and saw that it was Qian Zhou.
Murmuring softly: "He doesn't want me anymore..."
The street lights were dim, and Qianzhou saw from the side and rear that Zhou Zhou's face looked very harmonious.
It's just that the nose and the corners of the eyes don't look natural.
Zhou Zhou seemed to want to talk to Qian Zhou, but he kept looking at Qian Zhou with his swollen eyelids drooping.
He opened his mouth hesitantly, and finally uttered only a very low voice:
"sorry......"
His face was pale, his lips were pale, and the vitality in his eyes seemed to have disappeared.
Because Qin Yan doesn't want him anymore.
Qian Zhou asked softly, "Are you sick?"
"...I'm not sick." Zhou Zhou repeated this sentence stubbornly, and shed a few more tears.
"sorry......"
"I don't want to be sick... He won't want me if I'm sick..."
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