I earn merit in the entertainment industry

Zhou Jingyun looked at the little fool in a good mood, sitting alone in the pavilion and making himself very busy.

The man exhaled slowly.

Listening to the gurgling water in my ears and the tiny noises made by the little fool, I lay down where the little fool had been lying just now.

Feel the increased pressure of the water flowing through the nozzle hitting your back.

A pleasant feeling of relaxation enveloped him.

So it was worth driving the extra two hours to come and spend an afternoon and evening with him.

This little idiot, I don’t know why, but he has a temperament that makes people want to trust him.

It seemed that as long as you were by his side, it would be no big deal.

Hot springs cannot be soaked for a long time.

When Zhou Jingyun was about to get up from the hot spring, he stretched out his long arms and took out the bathrobe hanging by the pool.

The moment the man came out of the water, his eye-catching figure was exposed to the air.

Zhan Haiyang, who had been secretly peeping this way, his eyes wandered up and down unceremoniously, and then he whistled boldly.

I lost a game just now, and now that I have a chance, of course I have to regain my position.

Zhou Jingyun turned his back to the pavilion, paused, raised the corners of his lips, and smiled in his originally calm eyes.

This is a typical coward and fun-loving person, right?

Zhou Jingyun slowly gathered up his bathrobe and turned around slowly.

The man's dark eyes accurately caught Zhan Haiyang's gaze.

He was obviously short-sighted without glasses, but at this moment he looked like two deep pools.

With a magnetic force, it tightly attracted his eyes and all his attention.

He stared at Zhou Jingyun, walking straight towards Nuanting, unable to move his eyes away at all.

The man's dark eyes were deep, his slightly raised eyebrows and the curve of his upper lip made Zhan Haiyang suddenly understand.

What exactly does the "evil smile" that netizens have been complaining about mean.

It turns out that it’s not the author who wrote randomly, but everyone’s lack of knowledge!

There are really people who can smile, with such evil and seductive expressions that make people’s teeth itch and their hearts itch.

Oh my god, this man really knows how to do it!

Seeing Zhou Jingyun getting closer and closer, Zhan Haiyang felt inexplicably panic.

Could it be, we have to go in and have sex next!

The image of red waves rolling in the tent suddenly appeared in Zhan Haiyang's mind.

I'm going, what should I do if I feel a little nervous?

Zhan Haiyang looked at the tips of his red-hot ears, thinking in a hurry.

Suddenly he reached out and picked up a bunch of freshly cooked barbecue from the charcoal stove.

"You, do you want to eat skewers?"

Zhou Jingyun seemed to see through the reason behind Zhan Haiyang's change of topic, and the smile on his face widened.

He continued to walk between the two of them, leaving only an arm's length distance between them.

The man shook his head, his voice was hoarse, and his eyes fell on Zhan Haiyang's red lips.

"No, I want to eat something else."

Zhan Haiyang was nervous when he saw him, and felt a dryness in his mouth, making him want to lick his lips involuntarily.

As soon as the tip of his tongue touched his lips, he saw Zhou Jingyun leaning towards him.

A beating drum sounded in his heart, and the muscles in Zhan Haiyang's waist and abdomen suddenly tightened, and he leaned back flexibly.

"No, no, no, I just ate kebabs and sugar oranges."

Although he drank tea and rinsed his mouth just now, he didn't want to kiss at this time.

But Zhou Jingyun's actions did not stop because of his rejection.

He took another step forward and firmly pressed Zhan Haiyang's shoulder with one hand.

"It's good. I want to taste what the cumin flavor feels like."

Zhan Haiyang watched the man's face getting closer and closer with a blushing face.

I don't know if my body can't move or if it doesn't want to move.

Until Zhou Jingyun kissed him.

The numbing feeling was like an electric shock, quickly traveling to the top of the skull, and then happily running towards the heart.

Then along with the blood, it is transported to the limbs and bones.

Zhan Haiyang sighed unconsciously.

Only then did he realize that he had been waiting for this kiss that announced intimacy.

When consciousness returned, Zhan Haiyang found that his hands had already taken off Zhou Jingyun's bathrobe at some unknown time.

His palms were shamelessly attacking Zhou Jingyun's silky hot and tight muscles.

And Zhou Jingyun's hands didn't go anywhere, not only covering his gluteal muscles firmly, but also squeezing them lightly and heavily with some indescribable rhythmic frequency between the two of them.

There was a roar in Zhan Haiyang's ears.

This, this, this, this is too astringent and not suitable for children!

Zhan Haiyang quickly twitched his hands, leaving the smooth and attractive skin, and helped Zhou Jingyun gather the bathrobe.

"It's cold, so we'd better dress more tightly."

Both of them were breathing quickly.

Zhou Jingyun followed his movements and stood up straight.

His gaze still lingered on the young man's red lips.

It really can't go on any longer.

Otherwise, the little fool may not be able to return to the set for filming tomorrow morning.

He couldn't seek instant pleasure and let the little fool bear the consequences.

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The two of them changed into bathrobes and wrapped themselves in home cotton robes thoughtfully prepared by the hotel.

Sitting face to face in the small pavilion.

Zhan Haiyang grilled skewers pretending to be calm, but Zhou Jingyun started to look through the hotel's dinner menu.

"Would you like to eat at a restaurant tonight, or should I have the food delivered to you?"

Zhan Haiyang glanced at the menu.

I was shocked by the extravagant price of 108 yuan for a plate of vegetables.

A meal for those two people would cost hundreds or thousands of dollars?

He quickly waved his hand and said, "Just eat here. There are so many skewers. You can order less dishes."

In fact, according to his idea, grilled skewers are enough.

Unable to imagine the daily rental price of this small single-family villa, Zhan Haiyang was still muttering in his heart:

Of course he knew that as the boss of Recreation Entertainment, Zhou Jingyun's net worth was not something he could look up to.

But even if you have money, you can’t spend it in this way!

I hope there are many children in primary school who don’t have warm shoes to wear.

Even if you donate, it's still better than the capitalists who cheat money by making it cheaper.

Zhou Jingyun smiled, nodded, and handed over the menu in his hand.

"Okay, you pick a few dishes."

Having been to Little Dugua’s house several times, I naturally know what the environment in which he grows up is.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with Zhan Haiyang's idea.

In fact, even his grandfather often talks about diligence and thrift.

Zhan Haiyang took over the rehearsal, watched it for a few times, and then couldn't help but complain about how the people who set prices for the dishes didn't know the sufferings of the people.

"258 for a rib? That can buy half a pig!"

"A few snowflake steaks, 888? This is a bank robber who switched careers, right?"

Zhou Jingyun looked at the young man who was truly engrossed in the scolding, and occasionally responded with a few words to heighten the atmosphere so that he could scold him more happily.

In the photos that Little Dumb sent him recently, there were always "too many people."

It was either the He Family Green Tea Essence or Jiang Bolin's two idiots, as well as Xiao Wei and his cousin.

He didn't want so many people to see how good he was.

He wanted to lock people up in a house like this.

Only talk to him and smile to him.

Just the two of them in the small warm pavilion are enough.

The corners of Zhou Jingyun's lips curved slightly unconsciously.

Just as he was about to add another comment, the phone at hand suddenly started vibrating.

Zhou Jingyun subconsciously scanned the caller ID on the screen:

Ms. He.