CH 28

After entering the room, Gong Ze observed the cameras on one side of the room for the first time, one in each of the four corners, and looked at the bathroom again, and he was relieved. Fortunately, the program crew has not even installed it in the bathroom.

Every word and deed were exposed in front of the camera, and the two dared not be too intimate when they entered the room, and even spoke a little polite and restrained.

“Mr. Wen, which bed do you want to sleep in?” Gong Ze called, and Wen Ge had goose bumps before he could respond.

The teacher always feels like acting in some kind of blue movie.

Wen Ge also felt that this title was too embarrassing and had to be changed, so he pretended to be relaxed: “Don’t call it a teacher, we are about the same age, let’s just call the name.”

Gong Ze smiled and said, “Okay, Wen Ge. “

In fact, Gong Ze wants to call him baby, wife, or these more sleazy terms, but under the camera, I can only make the second best thing. It’s better to call him by name than teacher.

Wen Ge was also called directly by Gong Ze’s name.

“I’ll sleep in it,” Wen Ge said.

“Okay.”

Both of them knew the position of the bed. At home it was Wen Ge sleeping on the right and Miyazawa sleeping on the left.

However, in the show, they were strangers who had just met, not even friends. The process that should be taken still has to go a bit.

So Gong Ze asked again: “How do you sleep? I sometimes grind my teeth slightly, do you mind?”

Wen Ge smiled and shook his head.

Gong Ze has had the habit of grinding teeth since he was a child. There may be some reasons for nutritional deficiencies when he was a child, and teeth grinding problem was particularly serious.

However, he especially likes to sleep with Wen Ge, so Wen Ge is awakened by the sound of teeth grinding more than a dozen times every day.

For a while, the four parents who were in low spirits took turns to feel distressed. Then, Gong Ze was strictly forbidden to sleep together with Wen Ge by his parents.

Later, when he grew up and his nutrition kept up, Gong Ze’s teeth grinding improved a lot, so he was allowed to sleep with Wen Ge again. Wen Ge won’t be awakened by Gong Ze at last.

In fact, he didn’t feel much noisy after listening to the grinding sound. The more he listened, the more he got used to it.

At that time, the two of them had already entered high school and were officially together. At night, they had other options besides sleeping.

Wen Ge was exhausted every day. How could he still have the energy to grind his teeth or snorting, and sometimes he didn’t even hear the teeth grinding sound, he is still a little restless in sleep.

It was already one or two in the morning, Wen Ge was already so sleepy that he yawned and got into the bed after taking a shower.

Gong Ze looked at the camera, took a towel and covered all four lenses with a smirk.

“We’re going to bed, don’t look at any indecent.”

It was not until the camera was covered that Gong Ze breathed a sigh of relief, took off his underwear by the bed, and went into the bathroom wearing only a pair of underwear.

Ten minutes later, Gong Ze walked out in a bath towel. Wen Ge was already asleep. He was afraid that the hair dryer would be too noisy, so he wiped it half dry with a towel, then put on his underwear and shorts, and took the phone to the balcony.

The mountain breeze is cool, but not cold. The breeze is gentle, like a light and warm spring breeze. It is very comfortable to blow on the body, and the semi-dry hair is quickly dried by the mountain breeze.

Gong Ze sat in a wicker chair with a bottle of red wine, a notebook, and a box of cigarettes in front of him. After pouring a small glass of red wine, he was not in a hurry to drink.

After setting it aside, he lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. Under the stimulation of nicotine, his fatigue was reduced a lot.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Gong Ze opened his notebook and began to formulate tomorrow’s shape schedule. Since he became the captain, he was responsible to everyone.

He doesn’t know much about Cuba, and his travel routes are basically based on other people’s travel notes, as well as several places that the girls wanted to go to. While checking Cuba’s tourist brochures he wrote and drew on Cuba’s maps.

The wicker chair was a little short. From the back, Gong Ze looked like a sturdy man shrinking on a small chair. In addition, he had no shirt on, showing his strong arm muscles, which made him look even more suffocated.

So when Wen Ge came out to see this scene, he didn’t know why he always felt that the man from his family was strong yet pitiful.

He rubbed his eyes and sat down next to Gong Ze: “Why  haven’t you slept yet?” There was no camera on the balcony, and Wen Ge closed the balcony door again when he came out.

The two could finally speak freely, but they dare not say anything. It was too loud and kept suppressing the sound.

“I’m drawing up tomorrow’s schedule. It’s almost done. You can continue to sleep.” Gong Ze hurriedly pinched out the smoke, and fanned the smoke that had not yet drifted away with his notebook.

Wen Ge’s respiratory tract is not good, so he never smokes in front of him, and sometimes avoids Wen Ge if he wants to calm down by smoking a cigarette.

Wen Ge had no objection to Gong Ze’s smoking, but he was not allowed to smoke more because of Gong Ze’s health. He could not smoke more than three cigarettes a week.

Wen Ge picked up the glass and took a sip of red wine, then slowly stretched out two fingers: “There are only two left this week.”

Gong Ze laughed, and hugged him over and kissed him. There were wine stains on Wen Ge’s lips, which were slightly sweet.

Gong Ze originally wanted to give a light kiss, but he couldn’t stop the kiss, so the kiss gradually deepened, and his lips became more and more tangled.

Wen Ge sat on Gong Ze’s lap, wrapped his hands around his neck, closed his eyes and was completely indulged in the warm kiss mixed with the aroma of red wine.

After a long time, their lips and tongue separated, and both of them gasped a little. In their slightly lost eyes, they found the throat hidden in each other’s eyes.

Their bodies were a little hot. However, five seconds later, both of them collapsed their shoulders.

Wen Ge lay on Gong Ze’s shoulders irresponsibly, and Gong Ze pinched his waist, feeling a little lost: “I want to do it.”

I also want to.

Wen Ge squashed his mouth and touched the back of Gong Ze’s neck: “Be patient, you can’t do it here.” “Hey, our pair of bitter mandarin ducks are legal and we can do whatever we want, but we still can’t do anything we want.”

Gong Ze turned his face. He rubbed it against Wen Ge’s shoulder.

Wen Ge also sighed deeply, holding his lover in his arms for a long time. Five minutes later he stood up, drank the last bit of red wine, and lay on Gong Ze’s back and asked: “You can keep doing it, I’ll be with you here.”

It was so late, Gong Ze naturally couldn’t bear to let Wen Ge accompany him, but Wen Ge insisted on not going back to sleep first, so he had to speed up, and the last few spots were randomly marked and brought people into the house.

As soon as they entered the room, they returned to a sneaky state again.

In order to avoid hearing the content of the conversation, the two began to gesture with their hands in the end. Their mouths were barely moving, and the two could understand each other’s meaning by years of tacit understanding and consonance.

As soon as Wen Ge climbed back onto the bed with his front feet, Gong Ze followed his back, and got in with the quilt lifted.

The bed was a single bed, very narrow, sleeping two adult men was too reluctant, but no one wanted to sleep in separate beds, so they had to make do.

Wen Ge lay on his side facing the wall, Gong Ze hugged him from behind, clinging to his body, leaving no gap in the middle.

With the generous embrace of his lover, Wen Ge finally felt at ease, blinking his eyelids and finally fell asleep, half asleep and half awake, and grabbed the hands on his waist.

With a gentle smile, Gong Ze held Wen Ge’s hand back, tightening the person in his arms again, and closed his eyes.

Sleeping too late the night before, everyone overslept.

At around eight o’clock, Gong Ze woke up, and the sky was bright outside, and a few rays of sunlight came in through the untightened curtains, just shining on his eyes.

He stretched out his hand to block the light, closed his eyes, adjusted it, and opened it again.

The sleeping position of the two of them changed from the back-hugging style to the face-to-face hugging style. Wen Ge’s entire face was buried on Gong Ze’s chest, and he took a gentle breath and stroked his chest.

Gong Ze carefully pulled out his hand and got off the bed with his hands and feet. He had tried his best to relax his movements, but Wen Ge still woke up in an instant.

“What time is it?” The brain just awake was not awake enough, Wen Ge forgot the existence of the camera and asked subconsciously.

The dependence and intimacy in these words were too obvious. Gong Ze screamed badly and quickly reminded him: “We are in Cuba now.”

Wen Ge opened his eyes instantly, fully awake, and sat up and annoyedly grab his hair.

Gong Ze rubbed the top of his head, and whispered comforting: “It’s okay, without a microphone, the recorded sound won’t be very loud.”

Wen Ge nodded, still a little bit depressed. At this time, he lost sleep, and simply got up together.

After both of them had washed and changed their clothes, Gong Ze removed the towel that blocked the camera all night, and said hello to the camera: “Good morning.”

The smiles were bright and charming, and the women in the surveillance room were working. The personnel fell to the ground instantly.

The two of them left the room together, and went down to the second floor. All three rooms were quiet, obviously not awake.

The B&B that the program team looked for was self-sufficient and did not provide breakfast service, so Gong Ze decided to prepare breakfast by himself.

On the first floor, the photographer followed to take the picture. Gong Ze was busy in the kitchen while Wenger watched.

Wen Ge glanced at the photographer, and then asked Gong Ze: “You can cook.”

Gong Ze smiled and said, “Well, when I was in college, I rented a house outside. If the takeaway was unhealthy, I learned to do it myself.”

Wen Ge drank the yogurt, and pretended to sigh: “It’s amazing, I can’t do it. I don’t have the talent, and I didn’t make much progress after learning it a few times. Then I gave up.”

“In fact, cooking is very simple. I have time. I will teach you some easy-to-learn home-cooked dishes.”

“Okay.” Wen Ge nodded refreshingly.

“Can you bake a few slices of bread for me? This should work?” Gong Ze took a bag of bread and handed it to Wen Ge, then continued to fry the eggs.

In addition to the need for ignition, Wen Ge was able to use other kitchen utensils, so the bread was baked smoothly.

The ingredients here are incomplete, so I can only make some sandwiches. Gong Ze fried eggs and started processing luncheon meat.

Wen Ge was done with all the work he could do. He wanted to help but couldn’t help with other tasks, so he moved a chair and sat at the bar with peace of mind.

There were several eye contacts in the middle of the journey, but they were all choked by him at the moment they met, so they didn’t develop into affectionate eye contact.

Listening to the politeness of the tone, both of them sighed deeply. It turns out that it is more difficult to pretend to be unfamiliar than pretending to be affectionate in front of the camera…