The show of love with the deadly enemy was broadcast live

Seeing Cheng Lang's appearance like this, Changfeng had no choice but to take a taxi home, and quickly called his uncle Xu Beishang.

After returning home, Changfeng took a hair dryer and blew on his wound for two hours. The next day, he was allowed to bask in the sun outside for a day, and the wound was glued with the adhesive sent by his uncle. Only then did Cheng Lang transform from a mentally retarded robot back to smart robot.

Changfeng walked to the balcony.

The balcony opposite was still glowing with warm yellow light.

Why...it looks like this.

That actor Cheng Lang.

The eyes are the same, the tone is the same, the fish is the same, and even the silly appearance...is exactly the same.

The ringtone of the video call on the mobile phone suddenly rang, pulling Chang Feng out of his messy thoughts.

"Brother, why did you leave the coffee shop so quickly today? I still have a lot of things that I haven't explained to you..."

The next morning, when Changfeng heard someone knocking on the door, he almost opened the door with his eyes closed.

But he knew it was Xu Qianqian without looking.

He left the coffee shop yesterday after not sitting for a long time. He had a long video call with Xu Qianqian when he came back from Cheng Lang's house in the evening. Before he finished speaking, Qianqian said he would come over to talk about things at noon today.

So he yawned and said in a daze, "Qianqian help me order some rice."

After speaking, he wrapped the quilt tightly and fell asleep.

He was really sleepy and wanted to squint for a while.

In fact, there was no video for too long yesterday, but it was difficult to fall asleep after the long wind passed that point, and I finally suffered from insomnia until four o'clock.

So when he finally got up from the bed and saw the man who was setting the tableware at a glance, he was in a trance and thought he was dreaming.

"...Cheng Lang?"

Cheng Lang was setting the tableware, when he heard Chang Feng calling him, he turned his head and said, "Wake up, wash your face and come over to eat."

Changfeng's mind is not too clear yet, after hearing what he said, he really went to wash up obediently.

The slightly cool water splashed on his face, which made Chang Feng's consciousness slowly clear up.

Chang Feng sat on the dining table slowly, looked at Cheng Lang opposite, frowned slightly, and asked, "Cheng Lang, why are you here?"

Cheng Lang put a glass of fruit juice in front of Changfeng, and said embarrassedly: "I was drunk yesterday and bothered you for a long time. I woke up tonight, and I really feel sorry, so I came here to apologize."

Changfeng looked down at the spicy fish and rice in front of him, and suddenly felt hungry, so he didn't say anything, just simply responded and bowed his head to eat.

The taste is very good.

Changfeng hadn't sat in the living room at home with anyone for many years and had a meal. Unexpectedly, he and Cheng Lang had dinner in the living room twice after returning to China for more than a week.

Although these two times Cheng Lang just sat across from him and didn't eat much.

Cheng Lang: "The fish is a bit spicy, it's better to drink some fruit juice."

Changfeng didn't think it was spicy, so he picked up the juice after hearing what he said.

Seeing the juice, I suddenly remembered what happened last night.

Chang Feng looked up at Cheng Lang, slowly rubbed his fingertips against the wall of the cup, and said intentionally, "You insisted on making juice for me last night."

Cheng Lang touched his nose, although he was a little embarrassed, but his tone was generous, "I always lose my mind when I'm drunk, but it's just that no one has seen it, and at most I'm just playing at home by myself."

"What are you playing alone?"

Cheng Lang smiled: "Well... not necessarily, sometimes I would be in a daze, but I remember the last time when I was drunk, I sat on the carpet and took ten chopsticks by myself and counted for more than an hour."

Chang Feng recalled his behavior last night, and felt that what Cheng Lang said was absolutely not an exaggeration, a smile involuntarily filled his eyes, and he almost blurted out:

"...so silly."

As soon as the voice fell, Chang Feng felt a little regretful.

How could you say such a thing.

——The tone is too intimate.

Fortunately, Cheng Lang didn't care, he just lowered his head slightly and said: "The matter on the Internet two days ago has been resolved."

Changfeng nodded: "That's good."

"It feels a little weird."

"Strange something."

"Someone helped me behind my back, but I didn't know who it was."

Changfeng lowered his head and ate quietly.

Cheng Lang said, "Is that you?"

The movements of Changfeng's hands paused.

Cheng Lang smiled, and he guessed right.

"Thank you."

"...You're welcome. It's me who dislikes them. They don't speak well."

Changfeng picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth: "I'm gay."

Then he threw the tissue in the trash.

There was no special expression on his face, as if he was just talking about a very ordinary incident.

Cheng Lang was slightly surprised, but there was no other emotion on his face.

Changfeng raised his head to look at Cheng Lang, his brows raised slightly, his tone was almost frivolous, but he spoke very slowly, almost slamming every word.

"Cheng Lang, are you too?"

He shouldn't have asked this question. He has lived abroad for so many years, and he already knew what kind of ambiguous and tentative hints a homosexual should have when he first revealed his sexuality and then asked the other party.

Many people have asked him exactly the same thing.

As for the purpose, Changfeng is not very clear. Some people may really want to chase him, but most people are not so simple to invite.

Changfeng was not interested in these people, and his answers were the same.

"Sorry, my wife is waiting for me to eat at home."

In fact, let alone lovers, even goldfish, turtles, cactus, and Changfeng didn't raise any of them.

Nothing will be waiting for him at home.

Anyway, everything you raise will die.

He even raised the robot to death.

"I don't know." Cheng Lang said suddenly.

There was no extra emotion on his face, and he didn't seem to feel offended by Chang Feng's words.

Changfeng: "I don't know?"

Cheng Lang explained: "I used to have a girlfriend, but never a boyfriend."

"Oh." Changfeng responded in a neutral manner, and took the chopsticks to poke the rice in the bowl slightly, saying: "Then you should not be gay."

Cheng Lang lowered his eyes slightly: "Who can say for sure in the future."

Changfeng didn't refute him this time.

It's just that the topic suddenly changed: "Then why did you accept that gay web drama?"

Cheng Lang was slightly taken aback.

Chang Feng asked again: "You have just experienced a homosexual incident, and you can bear it down, why do you want to take on a Danmei web drama?"

Cheng Lang was silent for a while, and said, "Because they said you played the leading role."

Changfeng: ...?

Changfeng blinked: "When did they tell you that I agreed?" He remembered clearly that when the screenwriter came to him, he said that Cheng Lang would also act in this play.So in the end, who first decided to play?

Cheng Lang: "Number 17."

Chang Feng remained expressionless: "I agreed on the 18th."

Cheng Lang was slightly surprised.

...they were lied to.

Chang Feng suddenly felt a little funny, and he asked: "Then why do you want to play the male lead when I play the leading role?"

Cheng Lang said: "Since you want to act in this drama and I just have a schedule, I would like to thank you for your public relations handling last time. Besides, if the two of us act together, the company may also consider hiring some sailors to make the last time The rumored incident was packaged as a hype."

Although the scandal was suppressed last time, most of the scandals in the entertainment industry are difficult to clarify. Even if you say something is false, there will always be people who insist that it is true.

But if two people are about to perform a play together, coupled with a secret troll and marketing account to induce, it is easy to shift public opinion and attention to the focus of "the last incident was actually a hype".

Cheng Lang said so generously, Changfeng also suppressed his desire to tease him, so he stretched out his hand: "It's a happy cooperation."

"Pleasant to work with."

"Ding dong..." The doorbell rang, probably it was Xu Qianqian who arrived late.

Chang Feng was about to get up and go, when Cheng Lang stood up and reminded him: "...Your clothes are not properly dressed."

Chang Feng lowered his head slightly, saw that he had unbuttoned his button, and asked while re-buttoning, "Why did you say that?"

Changfeng's skin is very fair, and he is wearing black silk pajamas. The black and white contrast of the open neckline is sharp at this moment, and the delicate collarbone under the neck is looming. Cheng Lang dare not look again, his eyes fall on the dining table, and his tone is a little guilty: "...someone is coming, it's not good to see it."

He probably knew that the person outside belonged to Xu Qianqian. After all, an hour ago, Changfeng yelled in a daze, "Qianqian ordered some rice for me."

However, in fact, compared to Xu Qianqian outside, Cheng Lang himself is the one who "sees it badly", but Cheng Lang's words just put Xu Qianqian in the "outsider" column.

But at this time, Changfeng and Cheng Lang didn't think much about it.

Because one of Changfeng's buttons suddenly fell off.

Somehow, as soon as my hand touched the button, the end of the thread opened.

The silk pajamas that Changfeng wears are relatively loose, and the buttons are also very sparse. The position of this button is more important. It doesn’t matter if it is dropped. More than half of Changfeng’s white chest is leaking, and he is attracted by the sound of the buttons falling. The old Cheng Lang could hardly see this scene.

Just at this time, there was the sound of keys twisting on the anti-theft door.

In the midst of the wind and lightning, Cheng Lang flashed in front of Chang Feng, firmly blocking Chang Feng.

In the next second, Xu. Unknown. Actress Qianqian's scream came from the 5th floor of Building 18 of Tingye Apartment: "When did you two hook up?!! ​​You two are hooked up?!!!"

In fact, we cannot blame Ms. Xu Qianqian for being irrational.

Just imagine, if you knocked on the door for a long time and no one opened the door, you had to take out the backup key, thinking in your heart: My single dog dead house brother who will starve to death at home and rot—I, the goddess of light, will save you up! ! !

Then you saw your single dog dead house brother almost leaning in the arms of a tall man with a reddish complexion, his clothes were half exposed, and his pale fingers were holding the clothes, but they were not closed tightly, revealing the looming skin, and then Turning his back to your aggressive-looking man, he stretched out his hand, pinched the clothes of your aggressive-looking brother in a possessive manner, turned his body slightly, completely blocked your brother, and turned his head looking at you.

——Then, you saw the face of your colleague who you often complained about as a scheming bitch.

tell me what did you see !

You saw the aftermath scene of your single dog dead house brother and that scheming co-worker! ! ! ! !

Don't tell me it wasn't an afterthought!How could my brother's clothes be torn afterward? !Don't lie to me that the button fell off by itself, it must have been brutally torn! !Why did my colleagues look at me viciously afterward? !Don't tell me I got it wrong with a villain filter!That's definitely because of dissatisfaction! !Why are my brother's lips so red afterwards? !Don't tell me it's made from spicy food!That's definitely because of being ruthless!ruthless! □□! ! ! ! !