I have more than acting skills

Shen Shi'an had the strange feeling of the moment when the dressing room flashed in Shen Shi'an's mind again.

The strange color in his eyes flickered, and he put the wine glass in his hand on the table calmly.

"Boom-"

The sound is intentionally loud.

Chen Zui, who was originally curled up on the sofa, also turned his head: "What...what are you doing?"

Realizing that he was stuttering while speaking, Chen Zui quickly sat up straight and cleared his throat: "Looking at Weibo, there is a problem with the live broadcast platform, and the fans are making trouble."

My favorite idol is on the show, but I can't go to the scene, so I can only wait in front of the computer and wait to watch the live broadcast.

Finally, when the time came, the live broadcast page turned out to be black.

I only watched a third of the show, and then I couldn't even get in because the platform didn't prepare in advance.

"Because of you, the fans almost tore up the platform."

Shen Shi'an leaned over, but didn't pick up the tablet in Chen Zui's hand, leaned on his shoulder and stretched out his finger to slide it from top to bottom, and took a rough look.

I don't know if it was intentional, but his eyes only looked at the tablet below for a while, but he kept looking at Chen Zui's side face from the corner of his eye.

Curved lines, delicate chin.

Chen Zui has always looked good.

Shen Shi'an's breathing immediately became a little hot, and he sprayed hot air against Chen Zui's ear.

The tips of Chen Zui's ears moved, probably because he felt some itching, he flinched back silently, and his back bumped into Shen Shi'an's chest behind him.

Shen Shi'an in the back embraced Chen Zui's shoulder with one hand, and put the other on the armrest of the sofa.

Unprepared to be bumped into his arms, he raised his eyebrows and immediately caught Chen Zui: "Why, are you in such a hurry to throw yourself into your arms?"

There was a smile in Shen Shi'an's tone, and his obviously magnetic voice was particularly nice.

The two are used to being intimate together, and this time they are in such a secluded place at home, with their beloved by their side, Shen Shi'an naturally let the flow take its course and prepared to kiss.

He leaned over Chen Zui, and he could see Chen Zui's face and ear tips that were gradually turning red just by lowering his head slightly.

Shen Shi'an curled the corner of his mouth, lowered his head with a smile on his brows and eyes.

As soon as his lips touched Chen Zui, he felt a moment of stiffness. He tossed around without much thought, and when he was about to take a step closer, Chen Zui moved.

He turned his head away, avoiding the kiss.

"..." Shen Shi'an was taken aback.

The touch on the lips is still there, but the person has hidden far away.

He still kept his original appearance, but his lips curled up, and his eyes looked at the place where Chen Zui was hiding: "What's the matter with you?"

Shen Shi'an's voice was as gentle as ever, but his half-closed eyes couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"Chen drunk?"

Shen Shi'an called out again unhurriedly, silently urging.

The gaze from the top of his head was fixed on him all the time, Chen Zui licked his lips nervously, and asked, "How do we allocate—"

Shen Shi'an's eyes lit up.

Still biting the bullet, Chen Zui said, "Cough... how to allocate, the position problem?"

As soon as he spoke, Shen Shi'an immediately rushed towards him, hugged him and leaned on Chen Zui's shoulder, laughing.

He touched the top of Chen Zui's head, and said affectionately: "What do you think?"

***

At two o'clock in the morning, the streets were quiet.

In the dark sky, there are only a few stars dotted, and a few yellow street lights at the street corner are still on.

This is a villa area, and it is also a well-known sparsely populated place. I don't know when, a black Phaeton stopped at the corner, quietly and without a sound.

There was a gap in the car window, and a slender hand stretched out from it from time to time. In the dark night, a flaming cigarette was held between the white and slender fingers.

At this time, the car window was open, and the moonlight shone through the car window, revealing a delicate face.

It's just that the eyebrows and eyes look a little indifferent.

The people in the car were not impatient at all, and looked forward with a pair of cold eyes without blinking.

After an unknown amount of time, a red sports car flew over and stopped right in front of the Phaeton, and the eyes of the people in the car flickered.

The outstretched hand was retracted, and just about to open the car door, it stopped abruptly.

Two people stepped out of the red sports car in front of them.

It is said that Mr. Xu in the entertainment circle is not taboo about meat and vegetables, he plays with men and women alike, he is a character who knows how to play tricks, but Liu Lichu has never seen it.

But in front of him at this time, Xu Zheng was not the only one getting on and off the red sports car.

He was so drunk that he couldn't even stand upright after he got down.

With straight eyes, he smiled and let the people around him help him out of the car, closed the door, put his hands on his shoulders, and walked forward step by step.

He didn't show any resistance throughout the whole process, allowing the man to move step by step.

Liu Lichu's hand pulling the car door turned white gradually, his indifferent eyes looked a little darker, and he moved his gaze from Xu Zheng to the face of the person beside him.

The man looked immature, he looked about 20 years old, he was exquisite and good-looking, but he looked thin and thin.

The face was a little familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere before.

Liu Lichu's eyes flashed, driving the familiarity out of his mind.

The two people in front seemed to be approaching him step by step, Xu Zheng seemed to have no bones, and limply leaned against the person beside him.

And the young man he was leaning on had a good-natured look on his face.

"boom--"

Liu Lichu's white fingers opened the car door, and then slammed it firmly shut.

The young man stopped in fright, and he himself became unstable. Xu Zheng, who was on his shoulders, just slipped down and fell to his feet.

"Who are you, you have such a loud voice, do you know that it will scare people to death?"

The young man had an angry face. It was pitch black in the early morning, and Liu Lichu, who was wearing a mask and hat, could not be seen clearly under the dim street lights. He only felt strange, so he gave him a hard look with his eyes.

Xu Zheng, who was thrown to the ground, probably felt the pain, and lay on the ground moaning continuously.

After the young man glared at Liu Lichu, he squatted down quickly: "Young Master Xu? Young Master Xu, are you okay?"

Probably because he didn't have that much strength, he half dragged and half supported him to get him up. Xu Zheng, who had lost his mind from drinking, also slowly opened his eyes, staring straight at Liu Lichu who was in black in front of him.

The young man immediately complained: "Young Master Xu, I wasn't the one who knocked you down just now."

He stretched out his hand and pointed straight at Liu Lichu, who was dressed indifferently: "It's all this person,"

Liu Lichu was too indifferent, so frightened that his outstretched hand was obviously bent.

"He deliberately made a loud noise, which scared me."

The young man looked forward to waiting for Xu Zheng to make decisions for him, but found that the young master Xu who was still sitting on the ground raised his head and looked at the indifferent person motionlessly.

"Have you had enough?"

After waiting for a while, Xu Zheng still didn't speak, but the stranger behind him looked indifferent.

The young man looked forward and back, not knowing who he was speaking to.

Then a pair of big eyes looked at Xu Zheng and the man in black. Could it be that the two knew each other?He was about to ask, but Xu Zheng looked away and said with disdain:

"Who are you?"

"Young Master Xu, I'm Xia An." Xia An had a smile on his face. In fact, he felt like a dog in his heart. He waited on this young master Xu, licked his face and smiled all night, and even returned home Ask yourself who?

He secretly scolded Xu Zheng for being nothing, but his face remained calm.

"I'm asking you." Xu Zheng grinned, looking in Liu Lichu's direction, while smiling, he reached out to hold Xia An in his arms, and kissed Xia An on the face in front of Liu Lichu.

"You man." Liu Lichu said indifferently.

Xu Zheng didn't move after hearing this, and leaned her head on Xia An's shoulder: "As for you, I've spent the whole night with my young master, so I will naturally remember you."

He smiled and said in an ambiguous tone, "Master, I not only remember your name, but I also remember that there is a red mole on your slender waist, right?"

Xu Zheng didn't even blush when he said such private words.

Xia An had a look of MMP in his heart, secretly thinking that I have nothing on my back, but Xu Zheng said this, even if he said that his back was full of scars, he had to admit it.

"Yes yes yes," he stood up and wanted to help Xu Zheng up: "Young Master Xu, let's go back."

He is not stupid, the atmosphere of the three of them is too weird at this time, thinking that he himself hooked up Xu Zheng with great difficulty, how could he let the cooked duck fly away?

He stood up anxiously and wanted to pull Xu Zheng into the room, but his arm was grabbed by the person behind him.

The man exerted all his strength on his wrist, and his fingers pinched him so painfully that he couldn't move. Xia An quickly let go of Xu Zheng: "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah."

His face turned pale from pinching, Liu Lichu just waved his hand to let him go.

Liu Lichu walked in front of Xu Zheng, bent down slightly, lifted Xu Zheng's chin with her fingers, and pushed it up.

Xu Zheng squinted his eyes halfway, with an expression of indifference, and he could clearly see a glint of complacency in his eyes.

He didn't seem to be surprised by Liu Lichu's actions at all.

The hand pinching his fingers moved, and Liu Lichu lowered her eyes to stare at Xu Zheng's red lips.

"dirty."

He dropped a sentence indifferently, and then wiped Xu Zheng's lips with his sleeve.

Again and again, with great force.

Soon, Xu Zheng's originally bright red lips were torn. He seemed to feel the sting, he frowned, and his body began to struggle.

"Hiss—let me go."

"Liu Lichu, you fucking son of a bitch."

"asshole."

No matter how much he struggled, Liu Lichu still didn't move, and wiped Xu Zheng's lips coldly with lowered eyes.

When Xia An heard Liu Lichu's three words, she was also quite frightened.

Who is Liu Lichu, the little king of the music scene, a top-line celebrity.And his little Xiami is not worthy of carrying his shoes.

He kept backing away, and accidentally bumped into Liu Lichu's parked Phaeton behind him.

Liu Lichu turned her head to look at him, her face full of sarcasm.

"Do you like him?" Pinching Xu Zheng's chin even harder, Liu Lichu bent down, lowered his head, and stared closely at Xu Zheng's eyes.

Taunted: "Can he satisfy you?"