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Brother Linshu, Lianger's neighbor for hundreds of years, said that the ginseng family has accumulated a deep relationship because they are always sacrificing themselves to save others.And Liang Er, as a rare ginseng who has cultivated into a fine ginseng, those good fortunes have repaid him, making him destined to be more blessed than others.

Liang Er didn't feel it before, but now he realizes that his luck is really very good.

Not to mention An An's steady practice to become a master.Many monsters inevitably encounter obstacles when they first enter the human world, but when Liang Er went to the Special Administration Bureau to apply for an ID card, he met the big fox spirit who had stayed in his hometown.Not only helped him with everything, but also told him a lot of rules of human society.

After coming to the film and television city, the director immediately fell in love with him, and there was a film directly.

On the first day of joining the group, I met Shang Yin who looked exactly like the lover of my dream.

Even being framed, she was sent to the male god's bed, creating an opportunity to have intimate contact with the male god.

Really very intimate, he kneels naked in front of the male god, and the male god has his finger in his mouth...

Rounding it up, it is a small yellow essay, right?

Liang Er was shy but also secretly happy, not wanting to spoil the ambiguous atmosphere, so she knelt and did not move.

Shang Yin looked at Liang Er silently for two seconds, then moved the tip of his tongue, and pushed his fingers out.

The soft tip of the tongue rests against the fingers, and the feeling of gently rubbing is quite ambiguous and erotic.

Did the male god do it on purpose?After all, if you don't like it, can you just pull his hand out?Why use the tip of your tongue?Would he also want to take advantage of it?Is he also interested in him?

Liang Er opened her lips slightly, and her breathing involuntarily became faster, and the heat that collided randomly in her body turned into a blush, spreading from her cheeks to her neck.

The finger was finally pulled out by Shang Yin, Liang Er looked at the shiny finger, and subconsciously wanted to wipe it off, but immediately realized that it seemed bad, as if he was despising the male god.

Silently, she dropped her finger to the edge of the bed, but Liang Er was reluctant to wipe it off - this was Shang Yin's finger.

Thinking of this, the little deer bumped in his heart, Liang Er clenched his fingers in his palm, feeling as if there was still electricity flowing, so he clenched even tighter.

He thought he was doing it secretly, but he didn't know that Shang Yin had already seen the same from his expression.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and Shang Yin finally felt that he couldn't see it: "There are clothes in the cabinet."

Liang Er froze for a moment, jumped up from the ground with a blushing face, and rushed to the closet.

Shang Yin's private server is not too much, Liang Er glanced at it, and chose a simple white T-shirt and black casual trousers.

After choosing, Liang Er turned back and showed Shang Yin a look.

Shang Yin's eyes moved slightly. This is a luxury brand tailor-made for him, the only one in the world.

As long as Liang Er wears it out, others will definitely recognize it.

Shang Yin couldn't tell whether Liang Er was really innocent or just pretending to be stupid, so he decided to keep his face.

Liang Er had been down the mountain for less than half a month, so he didn't know any luxury brands, and seeing Shang Yin nodding, he went to the bathroom to get dressed.

After walking around the house naked so many times, now that he is wearing clothes, he knows to avoid suspicion.

Does this count as a welcome or a refusal?

Shang Yin smiled and lowered his head, and suddenly saw the blood on the quilt.

His whole body stiffened in an instant. This is the bed that Liang Er lay on, covered with a quilt!

There is a faint grass-like smell in the quilt, which is very light and not unpleasant.

But for Shang Yin, it was a very terrifying thing.

He struggled to get up from the bed, leaning against the wall and moved to the sofa.

Liang Er doesn't know anything, he is very depressed at the moment.

Forget about the clothes, if they are bigger, they will be bigger, but the pants are a lot longer.

He is not short, and he has never felt that his legs are short, but Shang Yin's trouser legs are so long that it makes people doubt his life.

He rolled up his trouser legs several times, and saw himself in the mirror like a child wearing an adult's clothes, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

God's clothes!God's pants!

He put his hand under the faucet, wanting to wash his hands habitually, but suddenly remembered that this finger was also sucked by Shang Yin.

Liang Er was reluctant to wash it, put his finger on his lips and rubbed it lightly, and smiled smirkly with a red face.

It took him a long time to get dressed, and when he came out, he saw that the bed was empty.

Liang Er panicked: "Male god! Best actor Shang! Where are you?"

Running out in a hurry, seeing Shang Yin half lying on the sofa, Liang Er breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help complaining: "Don't you know that you are sick? Why don't you just lie down and run out? What do you need?" , don’t you just call me?”

Shang Yin looked at him in his own clothes, looking more and more like a child.But the tone of a master, but also very righteous.

Didn't he know that he broke into other people's domain privately?How can you treat yourself as the master?

Shang Yin was in a delicate mood for a while, but his body was very uncomfortable. He didn't have time to break up with Liang Er: "Come here."

Liang Er immediately ran over, squatted in front of him, with shining eyes, raised his head and asked expectantly: "What do you want?"

Shang Yin's fingertips paused slightly, and pressed on the armrest of the sofa: "I want you to go out!"

"Eh?" Liang Er was taken aback, his eyes darkened instantly, "You're still sick, I'll pour you a glass of water here. I'll be obedient, don't chase me away, okay?"

Shang Yin closed his eyes and said in a cold voice, "Get out immediately!"

Liang Er looked at him, his eyes were red, and he softly called out: "Male god..."

Shang Yin's fingertips were trembling slightly: "Do you want me to call the director to investigate your bed-climbing incident?"

Liang Er had no choice but to stand up and linger to the door. He suddenly ran back and threw something to Shang Yin: "You keep this, it's good for you."

After he finished speaking, he seemed very sad, turned around and ran out.

Shang Yin picked up the thing he threw and saw it was a red oblate fruit.Shang Yin recognized this fruit as the berry of ginseng, that is, the seed of ginseng, and it was indeed a good thing.

However, this fruit has been specially treated, it is no longer a fresh fruit, and it will not go bad after a long time.

Think about the blood that Liang Er fed him before, so Liang Er should be ginseng essence?

As soon as Shang Yin loosened his fingertips, a thin black line suddenly appeared on his forehead. The black line spread rapidly, crossing his deep eyes and straight nose, splitting his plump and handsome face into two halves. , became extremely weird.

A look of pain and struggle appeared in Shang Yin's eyes, his body tilted, and he fell off the sofa.He tried to stand up, but his strength seemed to be exhausted, and he failed three times.Shang Yin sighed dejectedly, and reluctantly tore off a small blanket on the sofa to cover his body.

Suddenly, his fingertips felt a touch of coolness. Shang Yin touched it and was sure that it was the berries given by Liang Er, so he took a sniff at the tip of his nose with difficulty.

The cool and light fragrance soaked into the internal organs, the burning pain in the body was slightly relieved, and the limbs seemed to have some strength.

Shang Yin let out a breath, tried his best to stand up from the ground, and barely moved back to the sofa.

Gasping for breath with difficulty, there was still a touch of coolness in the palm of his hand.

Shang Yin had a sudden thought, if Liang Er saw his current appearance, what would his reaction be?Can you still call him a "male god"?

Of course, Liang Er couldn't see Shang Yin's current appearance, he walked down the corridor of the hotel with a downcast expression.

Don't blame Shang Yin, it's not that easy to chase people, Liang Er silently comforted himself, the little squirrel in Qiyue Mountain chased the sister Yunshan next door, and he didn't succeed in chasing her for 200 years.

I'm lucky enough, now I'm still wearing Shang Yin's clothes, fingers... Liang Er clenched his fingers, and his confidence suddenly doubled.

Go find out who framed you first, explain it clearly to Shang Yin, and then continue to chase.

Liang Er went downstairs in a happy rhythm, he didn't know that at the end of the corridor, there were two pairs of eyes looking at him in horror.

"Am I not mistaken? Did that person come out of Shang Yin's room just now?"

"The clothes on his body seem to belong to the Shang actor..."

"Go and find out, what is the origin of this person."

"Ok."

Liang Er didn't hear anything, he was thinking that he fell asleep after drinking a drink.

So the problem must be in that bottle of drink, just don't know if the drink is still there.

His dance practice room is in the same building as the props and costumes, not far from the hotel, and Mi Xuesong specially rented it.

It was late now, and although the lights were still on above, there was almost no one in the building.

The dance practice room is on the first floor. Liang Er pushed the door open and went in. The small bag he carried earlier was still lying in the corner.

Liang Er searched around, but couldn't find the bottle of drink he drank.

In fact, it is also conceivable that the person who killed him would definitely destroy the evidence.

However, the strange thing is that Liang Er's drink was bought by the crew.

The crew bought the whole thing and put it here, Liang Er also took a bottle casually, how did the person who killed him put the medicine in it?

There can't be a problem with the whole drink, right?

There were still a few bottles of drinks left, Liang Er went over to check them one by one, and there was nothing abnormal.

How did you administer the drug?

Liang Er was thinking hard when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the corridor.

It's so late, who will come?

He was about to stand up when he suddenly heard a voice saying, "Hasn't Liang Er already solved it? Why are you still here?"

Huh?Is this the bad guy who sent it to his door?

Liang Er wanted to eavesdrop, but the dance room was empty and there was nowhere to hide.

The sound of footsteps had already reached the door, Liang Er was quick to wit, and immediately turned back into a ginseng and hid in the corner.

"I'm just here..." Two people had already opened the door and came in, a man and a woman, and the woman saw Liang Er in the corner at a glance, "Huh? Why is there a root here... a carrot?"

Liang Er: ...

You are the carrot!Your whole family has radishes!

Your whole family are fat-headed radishes with round faces, thick waists and short legs!

"What do you care about the radish?" The man glanced at it, and then said, "Maybe Liang Er brought it? I peeked at his wallet, and there is no 100 yuan."

Liang Er: ... poor and did not eat your rice!