Why Do All the Male Protagonists Look at Me Like That

"Brother Yan!" Zhai Xingchen shouted in surprise.

Yan Zhi laughed, and the tired look instantly disappeared.

"Zhai Xingchen."

Zhai Xingchen smiled and said, "Why are you here?"

I'm not here to play with him.

"Come here to find my cousin." Yan Zhi said.

Zhai Xingchen smiled and said, "That's a coincidence."

"Yeah, what a coincidence." Yan Zhi smiled at him, hung his helmet on the handlebar, and asked, "Is your home near here, and why are you walking around here?"

"I'm out for a walk. My house is far from here."

Yan Zhi looked at Zhai Xingchen and smiled, but did not speak, his eyes were gentle and quiet.

"Where are you going?" Zhai Xingchen asked with a smile.

Yan Zhi said: "Get ready to go back."

He didn't wait for Zhai Xingchen to speak, but asked, "Where are you going, I'll take you there."

"No need," Zhai Xingchen said: "I'm going to school, my classmates are going back to their hometown, there are two pots of flowers in the dormitory, he is afraid that he won't be able to survive the winter vacation, so he asked me to take it home and help him Take care of it."

"I'll take you there." Yan Zhi gave him the helmet: "Come up."

Zhai Xingchen did not reject him either, saying: "You wear it, you are more famous than me, don't be recognized by your fans."

Yan Zhi gave him a discount without saying a word.

Domineering is really the characteristic of all male protagonists.

"You wear it." Zhai Xingchen said, "Riding a motorcycle without a helmet now is punishable by the police when seen by the police?"

"There is another one in the saddlebag." Yan Zhi said.

Zhai Xingchen raised his head slightly, Yan Zhi lowered his head to buckle him, opened the side case, took out another red helmet, and put it on.

It really is a begonia attack that is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and the helmet has such an angry color.

Yan Zhi was riding a heavy motorcycle, the body was heavy and big, Zhai Xingchen stepped on it, and Yan Zhi told him where to step.

The whole seat felt a little low in the front and high in the back. After he sat up, it was slightly higher than Yan Zhi. Across the helmet, he could smell the faint aroma of Yan Zhi.

It smells like the bottle of perfume that was given to him, it smells very good.

"Sit tight." Yan Zhi said.

The feeling of riding a motorcycle and riding an electric car is completely different. The most important thing is that the sense of security is suddenly much lower. It seems that if you go a little faster, you will be thrown off.

As soon as the car started, Zhai Xingchen reached out and grabbed Yan Zhi's clothes.

Yan Zhi was wearing a motorcycle suit, which was very close-fitting. When he grabbed him like that, his body suddenly moved, and he immediately looked back at him with a strange look.

Zhai Xingchen didn't expect Yan Zhi's reaction to be so strong, so he let go.

He knew that the male protagonist of Jinjiang was very sensitive and sensitive, but he didn't expect the Haitang family to have this feature too.

But yes, this feature is estimated to be the basic operation of Begonia, so it is not specially emphasized like the Jinjiang male protagonist.

Yan Zhi's ears were slightly red and he said, "Hold on."

"I don't think you're used to it."

"It's okay, just startled." Yan Zhi pursed his lower lip and said, "Hold on, go."

The motorcycle made a very loud roar, and suddenly jumped out, Zhai Xingchen was startled, and immediately grabbed Yan Zhi's waist.

Strictly lean waist.

Because the time for walking and digestion has passed, there are not many pedestrians on this north-south avenue, but Zhai Xingchen is not used to riding a motorcycle, and still feels a little fast, and keeps telling Yan Zhi: "Slowly Open, open slowly."

"It's not fast."

They drive motorcycles, and the picture is the cool feeling brought by the wind and speed. But this is a village in the city, and it can't be let go at all.

"That's more money." Zhai Xingchen said.

Yan Zhi suddenly didn't want to go directly to the dance.

He felt like he wanted to pull Zhai Xingchen to run away.

Thinking like this, seeing a fork in the road ahead, he turned.

Zhai Xingchen asked through the helmet, "Where are you going?"

"How fast can I take you to experience the experience!" Yan Zhi said loudly.

This is the first time he sees Yan Zhi speak loudly, as if the whole person is let go at once, and Yan Zhi who drives a motorcycle is completely changed as a person, as if Zi changed from a gentle gentleman to a bad boy.

This is the contrasting charm of the Begonia male protagonist!

It would be nice to let Hu Ying and the others take a look.

The motorcycle crossed a dark narrow street and arrived at the seaside road after a while.

This is a big road, next to the coastline, heading west, after the first overpass, there are no traffic lights all the way, it is the favorite road for racing fans in Nancheng.

Yan Zhi suddenly increased the accelerator, and the motorcycle made a roar of wind, which made Zhai Xingchen excited all of a sudden.

It's a man, who can resist the roar of the accelerator.

His adrenaline surged all of a sudden, he was scared and excited, the wind was too strong, he felt like he was about to be blown out, he shouted to Yan Zhi: "Slow down, slow down ."

But Yan Zhi didn't seem to hear it, and an indulgent and aggressive mood suddenly rose in his heart. There was no feeling of wanting to pity him at all. Encountering a turn ahead, he increased the accelerator, and the motorcycle suddenly tilted inward.

To be honest, Zhai Xingchen felt that he was going to fly out with the car and the people in the next moment, so frightened that he suddenly hugged Yan Zhi's waist tightly, and his heart was in his throat .

Yan Zhi laughed. The motorcycle swishes around the corner and straightens in an instant.

It turned out to be the feeling of driving your favorite motorcycle with the person you like.

Yan Zhi carried Zhai Xingchen and drove all the way along the coastline.

Like driving to the end of the world.

There is no Huo Cheng, Hu Ying and the others, and there are no variety shows, just the two of them, two people they know in real life.

I have been sitting for a long time, and my trust in cyclists has become stronger and stronger. This kind of dangerous and exciting riding can build a sense of trust faster than daily life. Zhai Xingchen gradually relaxed and began to concentrate on the refreshing feeling of this million-dollar motorcycle. The goggles reflect the light of the street lamps, bright and dark, The street lights kept receding, the tall buildings and trees kept receding, only the sea in the distance seemed to stand still, undulating magnificently under the moonlight.

Yan Zhi lowered his head and glanced at the hand that was clasping his abdomen, Zhai Xingchen was almost leaning on his back.

He doesn't like to have physical contact with people. This is the first time he rides a motorcycle to carry people. In fact, he is also very nervous, very scared, and very excited.

It's a pity that they can't keep driving like this aimlessly. In the future, when there is a chance in the future, he will take Zhai Xingchen to travel and run to the Gobi desert.

When they stopped at the South Gate of Zhongwu, Zhai Xingchen got out of the car and found that his legs were a little weak, and Yan Zhi's waist was stained with sweat from his palms.

He took off his helmet and couldn't help saying, "I can't stand."

Yan Zhi took off his helmet and smiled at him.

"I couldn't control it for a while, it was driving too fast." Yan Zhi said.

"This is the first time I ride a motorcycle. It's the first time I come here so fierce, I can't stand it." Zhai Xingchen said.

This was originally a normal conversation, but when Yan Zhi heard what he said for the first time, his heart felt a burst of heat, he took the helmet handed over by Zhai Xingchen, and said: "Go find you Classmate, I'm waiting for you here."

Zhai Xingchen shook his legs, and after he got used to the feeling of landing, he entered the school. After about ten minutes, he came out of the south gate with two pots of flowers.

As soon as he came out, he saw a girl holding a mobile phone and insisting on WeChat.

Yan Zhi was wearing a helmet, and he couldn't actually see his face, but he probably looked too cool, and the locomotive was also cool, that's why he attracted the blossoming peach blossoms.

He listened to Yan Zhi say to the girl, "I'm sorry, there is a partner."

The girl was also very generous, smiled and said, "It's okay."

Zhai Xingchen walked up after the girl left.

"Peach blossoms," he joked.

Yan Zhi said: "Not as much as you."

Zhai Xingchen hugged two pots of flowers, and it was a little inconvenient to take a motorcycle. But Yan Zhi insisted on sending him. Zhai Xingchen sat up and placed two pots of flowers between them. The flower pot was a little dirty, and it stained Yan Zhi's jacket. He knew that Yan Zhi had a serious addiction to cleanliness, so he wiped it twice with his sleeve.

Yan Zhi sent him downstairs, looked up and asked, "What floor do you live in?"

"Fourth floor." Zhai Xingchen said, "Do you want to go up and sit?"

"It's too late." Yan Zhi said, "Next time."

"Little Star!"

Zhai Xingchen suddenly heard his mother calling him, looked up and saw Zhai's mother watching him from the window.

She was drying clothes on the balcony, and when she heard the sound of a motorcycle, she glanced downstairs and saw her son and a strange man.

"My mother." Zhai Xingchen said.

When Yan Zhi heard this, he immediately got off the motorcycle, took off his helmet, and called out, "Hello, Auntie."

"Okay...Okay..." Seeing Yan Zhi's eyebrows clearly, Mama Zhai's eyes widened.

Isn't this strict?

Although she didn't wear glasses, she recognized him at a glance.

This is too handsome, wearing a motorcycle suit, with wide shoulders and long legs, and a tall figure.

She hurriedly beckoned and asked Father Zhai to come and see.

"Another one!" She said to Zhai's father.

The couple looked down together and saw Zhai Xingchen talking to Yan Zhi, holding two pots of flowers in his hands.

Under the street light, that scene looked so beautiful.

Yan Zhi looked up again, saw the Zhai family and his wife, bowed respectfully this time: "Goodbye, uncle and aunt."

"Come up and sit for a while." Mama Zhai shouted.

Yan Zhi said with a smile, "No, it's too late, I'll visit my uncle and aunt next time."

He is a completely different type from Pei Xu, and also a completely different type from Huo Cheng. He is gentle, handsome, and calm.

Because they had a conversation upstairs and downstairs, the neighbors next door poked their heads to look.

Yan Zhi stepped on the motorcycle: "Let's go."

Zhai Xingchen nodded.

As soon as he got home, Zhai Xingchen was surrounded by his father and mother.

"Is that Yan Zhi? Why is he here?!" Zhai's mother asked.

"It was a coincidence that I met him on the way to school." Zhai Xingchen said.

Is there such a coincidence, didn't you come to him specifically? Zhai's mother was very puzzled.

But I'll be recording again tomorrow. The couple also talked a lot. They were afraid that it was just a good relationship between friends, and they would talk about love or not. On the contrary, Zhai Xingchen really misunderstood and fell into it.

After all, one by one, they are all really good!

God, where did this show group find these people.

The motorcycle stopped at the entrance of Changping Village. Yan Zhi sat on the motorcycle and looked back at the direction of Zhai Xingchen's house. He took off his helmet and put on the one that Zhai Xingchen had just worn.

The smell of Zhai Xingchen was still there, he put on his hat, looked up, saw a crescent moon above his head, and a very bright North Star.

Everyone knows that he is known for his strict abstinence and excessive cleanliness. His clothes, shoes and socks are always so clean, and his wardrobe and room are always so neat. Whether in the eyes of fans and teammates, or in the eyes of relatives and friends, he looks so gentle and gentleman.

But only he knows that in another secret world in his heart, there is another him, who desperately longs for love.

He wanted to lock Zhai Xingchen and fall into the sensory world day and night.

How clean his body is, the more evil thoughts there are. If they were released, would Zhai Xingchen be afraid?

He himself thought it was too fanatical, a little scary, probably no one could stand it.

He rode a motorcycle and galloped on Linhai Avenue. The roar shook the night, blending with the sound of the waves.

If love has a shape, his love must be a tsunami.