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"Aren't you not interested in this circle? You actually have an impression of a newcomer with such a low exposure rate?" Feng Shuai deliberately helped Cheng Cheng's head and put on the slippers. The jealousy burning in his heart made him hold back and almost failed. , with a towel casually wrapped around the back of his neck, Feng Shuai sat on the sofa and didn't speak.

Cheng Cheng turned his head and poured a glass of warm water to Feng Shuai, thinking about how to remind Feng Shuai about this matter, "I'm not interested. As for Xiao Cong, hey, this kid has been a model before, and he seems to have participated in it in Korea." The competition, the beautiful boy who is about to be released, that is definitely our sister Song Jia's hunting target. Half-naked man, this Xiaocong is the main dish in the big meat set meal, hey, if you commit adultery and commit adultery, our sister will have to go to jail."

While sucking his teeth to expose the old lady's bottom, Cheng Cheng knelt and knelt nine times and trembled in his heart: Sister, I was wrong, I will slap my mouth when I go back!

The girlish entanglement in Feng Shuai's heart was not entangled with Xiaocong. After all, he knew very well that Cheng Cheng was a straight man, a stupid straight man who he had tried so hard for so many years and hadn't turned his back on him.What is awkward for him now is Cheng Cheng's attitude towards Qu Jin, who is too gentlemanly and pays too much attention, coupled with his status as a big star, Qu Jin completely meets Cheng Cheng's standard of desire for the opposite sex, Feng Shuai recalled those two people The intimate conversation at the door of the room just now made his heart feel uncomfortable. For a moment, he even regretted why he didn't let Qu Jin, who was alone in charge, go out earlier on his own. was taken away.

Cheng Cheng saw that Feng Shuai hadn't spoken, and continued, "I just heard what Qu Jin said, and he valued this Xiaocong, but he doesn't have any masterpieces. Although a four-year Korean trainee can be used as capital, Director Wang Even an outsider like me knows the weight of his works, isn't this kid's starting point too high? If he doesn't praise well, he will be killed."

Cheng Cheng's thoughts were spinning faster than a spinning top, with whom exactly was this Xiao Cong reported for gathering, drugging, and drugging? !It would be a waste of time for him to glance at the gossip news in the entertainment industry. He really couldn't remember clearly and only glanced at the headlines of the report!However, if this male lead can be replaced with other Tianyu artists, will Feng Shuai be less troubled, and the movie "Flower, Fish, Tears" will be less of a hindrance!

"Xiao Cong was signed by Qu Jin himself. Since returning to China, he has not received many activities. He has been concentrating on studying acting courses. He will not make mistakes in grasping the balance between gains and losses. If Qu Jin believes that he can do it, he will not be too serious. It's bad, and I'm afraid the starting point is not high enough to debut now, such a good debut platform as Director Wang can't be missed." Feng Shuai started with warm water, and now he really doesn't want to praise Qu Jin in front of Cheng Cheng.

"Hurry up, it's getting cold." Cheng Cheng crossed his legs and sat on the sofa, arching Feng Shuai's thigh.There is no way to go deep into this matter, he, a layman, would make it difficult for Feng Shuai to intervene too much, it seems that he still has to think of other ways to deal with this kid Xiaocong.

"I'm going to make a cup of coffee."

"Stop! Then why don't you just sit down and I'll get it done." Cheng Cheng slapped the back of the sofa. Feng Shuai has had the problem of not drinking water since he was a child. on the contrary.

What time is it? To return the coffee, Cheng Cheng secretly made up his mind to keep an eye on Feng Shuai's diet. Whether he guards it or not, it's not a matter of words, and it's not a matter of life or death. He couldn't believe it if he cared about it bit by bit. With him watching every day, Feng Shuai would still be sick this time back!

"Here, thick drip!" Cheng Cheng put the cup in front of Feng Shuai.

"...Milk?" Feng Shuai frowned.

"Coffee," Cheng Cheng said with a full face, "You really don't know what to buy", "It's just that there is too much milk, drink it quickly."

This bottle of milk was specially left by Cheng Cheng when he ordered takeout. He didn't know why Feng Shuai's stomach was so bad, but seeing that he had a bowl of stewed pork rice for dinner, there was not even a scrap left for him, so it should be a problem No big deal, drink a glass of milk to help you sleep.

Cheng Cheng stared at Feng Shuai as he drank the milk, and felt relieved, "Go to bed after drinking, it will be dawn in a few hours, and it's another day of life-saving."

After Cheng Cheng finished speaking, he stretched his thigh and kicked Feng Shuai's shoulder, shaking off the quilt while exerting force, "Hurry up and go into the room, don't hinder the young master from going to sleep."

"Can you still sleep?"

"Go envious, being able to sleep is a blessing." Cheng Cheng patted the pillow and yawned comfortably.

"...Are you sleeping here?"

"Right, you have to act like you are living under the fence. Today I have fed the meal, served the milk, and slept on the sofa. I don't care about anything else. See you tomorrow." Cheng Cheng closed his eyes and still picked He frowned twice, looking like he needed a beating.

The corners of Feng Shuai's mouth sunken slightly, and he really wanted to rub the furry head that was only exposed outside the quilt. It was Cheng Cheng's habit to sleep with the quilt rolled up. In summer, he would sleep rolled up like this when the air conditioner was turned down to a low temperature. The sleeping method of forming an enchantment is the most comfortable. Feng Shuai tried his best to ignore the slight pain in his heart. He lay on the big bed, and as soon as he turned over, he smelled a vaguely familiar smell. Feng Shuai frowned and buried his face deeper, imitating some idiot and rolling the quilt up to his chin.

Feng Shuai, Feng Shuai, you are so fucking worthless. Didn't you swear that you would never have other thoughts, as long as Cheng Cheng can still smile at him!

I don't know if it's the credit of this cup of hot milk, or the little idiot who was thinking about it is just a wall away. Feng Shuai, who has been insomniac for many days, fell asleep peacefully, but it seems that he just closed his eyes and opened them. He was awakened by movement outside.

Cheng Cheng struggled in the nightmare, and only then did he feel the reality. It didn't take long for his body to return to that light and ethereal state. He couldn't touch anything, and no one could hear him. He couldn't see him. He could only watch helplessly. Feng Shuai swallowed that golden chain!

He woke up waving his hands and feet, the momentary sense of weightlessness made him cry out, he rolled heavily to the ground, his back shoulders hit the ground, it hurt so much, but what hurt more was his heart, this thumping heart Another hole was poked, and invisible blood flowed.

"What's the matter?" Feng Shuai turned on the light and ran over a few steps, and put his arm on Cheng Cheng's shoulder, not daring to move him all at once.

"...Hoohoo..." Cheng Cheng's heavy breathing blurred Feng Shuai's words, as if he was still in a dream.

"...Handsome...Brother!" Cheng Cheng aimed at the focal length, and hugged Feng Shuai as soon as he rushed forward. Except for one leg that was still hanging on the sofa, Cheng Cheng covered the whole body like an octopus. He was sucked into Feng Shuai.

Before Feng Shuai could ask the questions that filled his heart, he was shocked by the call of brother. Cheng Cheng hadn't called him brother for many years. In other words, Cheng Cheng never called him brother again, because he explained to Cheng Cheng that when the two men got along well, they often referred to each other as brother, and Cheng Cheng's expression at that time would never be forgotten in his life. repulsive expression.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Feng Shuai suppressed his excitement and patted Cheng Cheng's back.

"...Brother! Brother!" Cheng Cheng yelled twice more, pushed Feng Shuai away, and began to scramble Feng Shuai's neckline like crazy. His loose clothes were ripped out of shape.

"Where's the necklace?!"

"What necklace?" Feng Shuai was startled. He was wearing a gold chain all the time, but Cheng Cheng probably didn't know it. He kept it a secret. Whenever he got along with Cheng Cheng, he would remember to put the chain away first.

"I gave it to you! That chain I gave you! Give it back!"

Cheng Cheng shouted in cold sweat, staring into Feng Shuai's eyes. The shock and disbelief inside made him slowly wake up. He didn't wake up until those black eyes were ignited with cold fire. Wasn't it? Dream.

"You asked me to return it to you?" Feng Shuai's tone was menacingly soft, "That's your graduation work, do you remember what you said when you gave it to me? You said like a fucking idiot" The chain's in the man'! Do you remember? You asked me to give it back to you now?"

Cheng Cheng panicked. Except for Feng Shuai who had collapsed in his spiritual state in the previous life, he had never seen Feng Shuai like this, so sad, and so helpless.

"No, no, no! You've been misunderstood! I'm dreaming! Oops!" Cheng Cheng became impatient. He couldn't see that Feng Shuai was a little bit unhappy, let alone such a heartbreaking method. What does the reaction mean? He just wanted to hold him in his arms and comfort him, and of course he did.

"Don't worry! Don't worry! I won't let you pay it back!" Cheng Cheng was not enough to hold him in his arms, and he patted him like an old grandma coaxing his grandson.

Feng Shuai was also bewildered by Cheng Cheng's surprise, he was hugged tightly in his arms, in a position he had never been in since he was five years old, his heart sank like a roller coaster There was a somersault, and it took a long time to recover from Cheng Cheng's topsy-turvy comfort. This kid seemed to be more nervous than him.

Just beat Feng Shuai and Cheng Cheng to reveal the truth, he never used any bitch methods to chase Cheng Cheng, he just kept guarding carefully and silently, but now it seems that once in a while, losing control of his emotions seems to be quite useful, Feng Shuai smiled bitterly after thinking about it, he must be imagining again.

"Believe me, the chain is yours if you give it to you. I remember what I said at the beginning, but, that doesn't mean how important this chain is. It is not as important as you. Compared with you, it is a hemp rope. My It means, you are just a piece of iron porcelain, so I have to give it to you, don’t you take it too seriously, it’s really not as important as you!” Cheng Cheng didn’t know how to explain it, and kept scolding himself in his heart Bastard, even a dream can make Feng Shuai anxious.

"What nightmare scares you like this?" Feng Shuai also raised his hand and stroked the back of Cheng Cheng's head, "Snoring, don't be scared."

"I dreamed that I was robbed, and this chain was also robbed. I am a stingy one, and you know that, what dream is scarier than this, right?" Cheng Cheng is like a dog that has been groomed, only less comfortable. Gotta hum.

"Okay, go in and sleep, you smashed through the floor, I have to pay for it." Feng Shuai stood up first, and stretched his neckline.

"Hey, let's go into the house." Cheng Cheng dared to refuse Feng Shuai because of the little embarrassment in his heart, and obediently rolled up the quilt and entered the room.

God, I have to find a Diamond Sutra to play on a loop tonight!