I swept the entertainment circle with the medicine pot

After the two finished their meal, Xuan Mingcheng proposed to feed the cat, but Yao Wangyou asked him to go first, and he wanted to take a bath first.

"Don't you have to wash it once after feeding the cat? Can you fall asleep with this medicine jar after rubbing its hair?" Xuan Mingcheng looked at Yao Wangyou who was packing clothes in the room, with his hands folded on his chest, with a lazy expression, just like the one in the company The president under high pressure is completely two people.

Yao Wangyou glanced at him: "Then just wash it again."

Xuan Mingcheng wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and then stopped, swallowing all the words in his throat.

Yao Wangyou looked at him suspiciously.

"Then you go." Xuan Mingcheng waved his hand, picked up the two huge bags of cat food in the living room and walked out, Yao Wangyou watched him go out, and then carefully ran away with clean clothes and bath towels Into the bathroom.

"call."

Yao Wangyou let out a long breath, the water droplets slid down his arms and back, hit the ground and splashed, the slightly hot water relieved the tiredness on his body well, he simply pinched his limbs as a gesture of relief. Relax before you wake up sore tomorrow morning.Immediately, Yao Wangyou carefully sniffed his fingertips, a pungent and dizzying spicy smell rushed into his mind along the nasal cavity, his nose itched, he raised his neck and sneezed loudly .

"Ah Choo!" Yao Wangyou rubbed his nose and muttered, "I choked to death..."

Just as he squeezed a lot of shower gel and made a lot of bubbles to wash himself from head to toe, the door of the villa suddenly opened, and a tall figure came in without making a sound.

"Hush..." Xuan Mingcheng turned his head and pointed a finger at the cats in the courtyard who were eating with their heads down, telling them to be obedient and not expose themselves.

All the cats looked at each other, flicked their tails and lowered their heads to continue eating cat food.

Who cares about you...

face is so big...

stupid humans...

Xuan Mingcheng, who didn't know that he was disgusted, hummed a little tune in his heart, walked towards the villa with his hands behind his back, his eyes were wandering, but his steps were sincere, he walked to a place not far from the bathroom door and sat down, started Playing with the phone carelessly.

He sat with his legs crossed for a while, and suddenly felt that he was a little wretched... But before he had time to analyze it carefully, he heard a slight "click", and the bathroom door was pulled open, and the thick white mist Suddenly, a thin figure stepped out.

Xuan Mingcheng groaned in his throat, and he slammed into his heart, secretly thinking that if you are obscene, then you should be obscene, and today you will be obscene once again... His eyes were green, and he stared straight at the drug. Worried about the body, wishing to stare at people out of a hole.

Yao Wangyou was wiping her hair with a bath towel with her eyes closed, lest the water droplets on her hair accidentally bounce into it.Because the air conditioner is turned on everywhere in the house, he didn't bring too many clothes in, lest the water vapor make the clothes wet.

So he brought a thin short-sleeved pajamas and a pair of boxer shorts.

And what Xuan Mingcheng saw were two white legs, white arms, and a white neck. His jet-black hair was wet and scattered, and water droplets were splashed everywhere. , landed on the neck and ears, and Yao Wangyou grabbed the bath towel and wiped it clean.

Xuan Mingcheng didn't know whether it was because Yao Wangyou was too strong or his skin was too thin, but he saw that the place where the cloth had been wiped turned an attractive red, and his blood spurted.

This medicine jar is not wearing clothes, it is shameless!

But although he showed disgust, Xuan Mingcheng's eyes were not honest at all. He glanced from his neck to his arms, and then to his feet. His eyes kept going up his calves, and finally stopped at a place.

The President frowned, satisfied.

I am obviously much bigger.

But the legs of this medicine jar are really white, so I might just call him milk jar from now on.

Putting aside Xuan Mingcheng who was full of black and white thoughts over there, after Yao Wangyou dried his hair, he saw Xuan Mingcheng sitting on the armrest of the sofa and staring at him, what do you say with his eyes... Think he's like some kind of animal.

Still in color.

Yao Wangyou narrowed his eyes, grabbed the towel and shook it, covering most of his body.

"Eh!"

Xuan Mingcheng was enjoying watching it heartily, when he saw the beige bath towel in front of him shaking the wonderful scene, he stood up anxiously.Then he saw Yao Wangyou staring at him, and suddenly woke up.

"Cough cough..."

"What are you looking at?" Yao Wangyou glared at him viciously, her normally docile eyebrows were raised, and her ears turned red secretly.

Xuan Mingcheng licked his dry lips, took two steps forward, put one hand in his trouser pocket to play cool and pretend to be calm, and the other hand held Yao Wangyou's head guiltily and kneaded it, messing up his hair Only then will we stop.

"You're procrastinating with the medicine jar, I've already fed the cat."

Yao Wangyou felt the big mischievous hand on his head, but he didn't push him away or dislike him, but he still muttered and retorted: "Isn't that better, don't you always think those cats are sticky to me? You, don't you cherish a chance?"

Xuan Mingcheng glanced at him, rubbing his hands more vigorously.

Silly medicine jar, that's because you're by my side, it's fun to feed the cat...

Xuan Mingcheng withdrew his palms that were slightly wet from the water droplets on his hair, and said in a mischievous way: "Then they won't cling to me if you don't go, I have to humbly beg those ancestors to come to eat, huh... ..."

Yao Wangyou looked at Xuan Mingcheng's look of being a doormat, and was very happy.

"Laughing?!" Xuan Mingcheng glared at him, stretched out his hand and pulled the bath towel from Yao Wangyou's hand, and glanced at those legs by the way, making him jealous, "Go and change!"

Yao Wangyou stared at Xuan Mingcheng for a while, who obviously had an impure purpose, then reached out and snatched the towel back, but didn't tear it apart, and ran back to the room.

The moment the wooden door of the guest room closed, the CEO, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help it, and stretched out his hands to rub his face.

Who is the smelly medicine jar seducing!I'm going to die, I'm going to die, why is my face so hot...

Yao Wangyou was actually having a hard time, when he returned to the room, he felt his legs were on fire from Xuan Mingcheng's eyes, very hot!

After changing into a set of very warm clothes, Yao Wangyou touched his face and felt that the temperature was not too high before he opened the door and went out.

Xuan Mingcheng was still sitting on the armrest of the sofa in the living room, his two long legs spread wildly, the fabric of the suit trousers was outlined by the legs in a beautiful and tough line, one hand was lazily propped on the back of the sofa, gently supporting the The chin and the side profile are so good that people can't take their eyes off.

Yao Wang worried his mouth itchy, but still gritted his teeth and left Xuan Mingcheng, turned around and walked out of the gate of the villa.

The president who was deliberately posing on the sofa froze for a moment.

The medicine jar doesn't look at yourself?

Then why did I spend so long posing for the angle?

Feeling that he was wearing a big hat with the word "idiot" written on it, Xuan Mingcheng was so angry that he was about to grit his teeth, stood up from the sofa and walked out with resentment on his face, rubbing his fists as he walked.

Stinky medicine jar, I will teach you a lesson in a while.

Walking into the courtyard, Xuan Mingcheng found that things were different from before.

Yao Wangyou was squatting in the middle of the courtyard, and all the cats were cuddling around him as usual, and the little coal ball that had just run away came back at some point, and was nestling in Yao Wangyou's arms, showing a state of contentment, by the way Use your fleshy claws to shoot down all the competitors who covet its "throne" and want to jump into Yao Wangyou's arms.

Yao Wangyou was holding a handful of cat food in his hand, and a few big and strong cats were scrambling to eat while the other kittens were scrambling to eat. The cat food bowl not far away was still full of the food that Xuan Mingcheng had just eaten. Cat food poured in.

Xuan Mingcheng: ...

The disgruntled CEO squeezed away the poor kittens, and got closer to Yao Wangyou.

It's just that "poor" refers to the cats who can't get close to Yao Wangyou. When facing Xuan Mingcheng, they are still the masters.

Facing the white eyes of the cats around him, Xuan Mingcheng curled his lips, moved a little closer to Yao Wangyou, and put his arms around his shoulders.

"Meow!"

Xuan Mingcheng looked down, and saw that the little coal ball was staring at him unkindly, with those cat eyes hanging up.

The CEO's heart was broken immediately, he threw himself into his arms when he saw him just now, and now he started to dislike him again!

But it does show that Yao Wangyou should have had some "problem" just now, and combined with the fact that he took the trouble to take a bath, that "problem" was solved during the bath.

What does this medicine jar do when you take a shower...

Xuan Mingcheng raised his head, the sky was already dark, the stars were scattered, and a few wisps of loose clouds could be vaguely seen in the night.

It's just that in Xuan Mingcheng's line of sight, only white, water mist, and...

Yao Wangyou was stroking the cats meowing for favor one by one, when he felt Xuan Mingcheng next to him rub his nose violently.

"What are you doing?" Yao Wangyou stretched out his hand to grab his arm, "The weather is so dry, I'll get a nosebleed after rubbing it."

It's just that as soon as he grabbed the strong forearm, Xuan Mingcheng pulled his hand away uncharacteristically, and stared at him strangely.

Yao Wangyou blinked.

Xuan Mingcheng began to reflect on whether he had been abstinent too hard these years, why he kept thinking of some messy things recently, he looked at the medicine Wangyou, which he had been holding on to, and choked back: "You just now what?"

Yao Wangyou was taken aback.

"Before I come back." Xuan Mingcheng turned his head and pointed to the tightly closed medicine shed gate in the distance, "What are you doing sneaking around inside?"

After finishing speaking, Xuan Mingcheng saw that Yao Wangyou began to feel cramped as he had imagined, with one hand pinching the hair on the back of the small coal ball's neck, and the other hand frivolously digging cat food into the bag, without even looking at it. Dare to look at yourself.

"There's no sneaking around, you're overthinking." Yao Wangyou felt the tingling sensation of the kitten's tongue scraping the palm of his hand, feeling a little nervous in his heart.

Xuan Mingcheng raised his eyebrows lightly, thinking that this medicine jar can't even deceive people, and was about to ask, when the two heard a familiar voice from behind:

"elder brother!"

Yao Wangyou was overjoyed, and was worried about how to fool Xuan Mingcheng.

Xuan Mingcheng almost flicked his tongue, swished his head back, and cursed viciously in his heart: Why did this brat come here? !

Luo Ziyu is wearing a very flamboyant performance costume today, full of rings, black leather jacket and leather pants that are extremely sexy, and a thin belt that completely outlines her good figure. There was a crisp sound of collision, this outfit obviously just got off the stage.Xuan Mingcheng glanced at Luo Ziyu's face, then looked away impatiently.

Can't you take off your makeup and come back?It's eyeshadow and eyeliner...

But Xuan Mingcheng thought about it for a while, and felt that even if he had no makeup, he would be no worse than this brat, and he felt less upset. He glanced at Yao Wangyou beside him, and thought that this medicine jar would not like that One hang up?

Luo Ziyu left behind He Lang who shook his head helplessly, carefully stepped on the open space among the cats, and squatted on the other side of Yao Wangyou, a scent of perfume rushed over with the wind, smelling Xuan Mingcheng Wrinkle your nose straight.

Cheesy!

This smell even overwhelmed the aroma of the medicine on the medicine jar!

Tasty!

Luo Ziyu automatically ignored Xuan Mingcheng, who was about to roll his eyes to the back of his head, and hugged and rubbed a little orange cat beside him familiarly, but within two strokes, the cat jumped off him with a meow .

"Ouch!" Luo Ziyu was startled, and when he lowered his head, he saw that the sleeve had been torn by the cat's claw.

Yao Wangyou hurriedly rolled up his sleeves and took a look, fortunately, the skin was still so smooth, not injured, not even broken.

He Lang who heard his cry hurried over, nodded to Xuan Mingcheng and Yao Wangyou as a greeting.Seeing Luo Ziyu's aggrieved face, He Lang was also very helpless, reached out and patted the back of his head, and said: "You just finished the performance with a pungent perfume smell all over your body, cats are very sensitive to smell, and the pungent smell is not good for them The nasal nerves were severely damaged."

He nodded to Xuan Mingcheng and Yao Wangyou again, pulled Luo Ziyu who was squatting on the ground, and walked out, muttering, "Go change your clothes first, and come back later. Hey, what can I say to you?" ..."

Luo Ziyu was grabbed by his arm, but he didn't resist. As he walked out clangingly, he turned around and waved to Yao Wangyou: "Brother, I'll come and play with you later!"

Yao Wangyou smiled and waved with him, bumped into Xuan Mingcheng at the same time, turned slightly to him and said, "Hey, the relationship between Brother Lang and Xiaoyu seems to be different from before."

He still remembered that when he met Luo Ziyu for the first time, Luo Ziyu's attitude towards He Lang could only be regarded as ordinary, but now there is a kind of...how should I put it, a different kind of intimacy between the two of them.

One was taking care of the other naggingly, and although the other didn't express it verbally, he was obedient in every action.

After Yao Wangyou finished asking, she didn't wait for Xuan Mingcheng's answer, she turned her head to look, and was immediately startled.

The shadow on Xuan Mingcheng's face...

At this moment, there was only one sentence in Xuan Mingcheng's jealous head: That medicine jar just grabbed Luo Ziyu's hand!And pulled his sleeves!

Yao Wangyou curled up her fingers and lightly scratched the little coal ball's neck, thinking what's wrong with this guy.

In the RV, He Lang took out a set of uniforms from the closet, carefully wet a clean towel with hot water, and asked Luo Ziyu to wipe his body. After doing all this, he turned his head and saw an idiot Chi's back was lying on the car window, staring at the two obviously flirting figures in the courtyard outside.

Looking at the past, He Lang suddenly became a little irritable, stuffed the clothes in his hands into Luo Ziyu's arms, said "change by yourself", and turned around to pack the leather coat that Luo Ziyu had changed.

Luo Ziyu hugged the clothes that He Lang had blown warm with the radiator in his hands, and blinked.

He Lang squeezed the leather jacket that still had Luo Ziyu's body temperature and smell in his hands, and shook his head helplessly, thinking that he asked for it himself, and fell in love with Luo Ziyu, a bastard.

He has been very obvious during this period of time, but judging from the kid's state, he probably didn't feel it.

He Lang was feeling a little bitter, when he suddenly felt a figure standing behind him, tall and compact, which made him feel very familiar.

"What's wrong with you, Lango."

This intimate tone made He Lang stagnate, and he turned his head in shock.

Luo Ziyu was also a little embarrassed, but he still mustered up his courage, and gently wrapped his arms around He Lang's arm.

He Lang looked at him, but the memories had already been chased back to a few years ago.At that time, Luo Ziyu had just entered the industry, and the first time I saw him, Luo Ziyu was filming a scene of falling into the water. It was cold winter, and the cold wind was as terrifying as the wind blowing outside.

Luo Ziyu, who was only 17 years old at the time, climbed up from the pool with water droplets all over his body, his fingertips were red from the cold, his lips were gray and trembling slightly, and the staff wrapped in cotton coats and down jackets were busy with their own hands No one noticed this newcomer at all.

And Luo Ziyu didn't care, took out a clean towel from the suitcase, walked to the side of the stove and wiped his hair carefully.

But the look in his eyes is something that He Lang will never forget in his life.

The first time He Lang saw him, he decided to sign him.

A person who is originally as bright as a star should stand tall by nature, and let his own light bloom unreservedly.

"Brother Lang..." Luo Ziyu called him softly again, and the call of Brother Lang pulled He Lang's mind back. Once upon a time, this guy was about as tall as himself, but now he is half a head taller.

It's just that his expression when he hugged his arm and acted like a baby was the same as at that time.

He Lang's heart warmed up, and he laughed at himself, whether he was too cheap, no matter what Luo Ziyu did or who he fell in love with, he didn't care—maybe he did—but he just wanted to wait for him silently That's all.

"What's wrong?" He Lang pursed his lips, and returned Luo Ziyu with a forced smile.

Luo Ziyu stared at him quietly for a long time before slowly opening his mouth: "Three years ago, on the night of NO.20 in June, where did you go?"

He Lang was startled, opened his mouth, unable to speak.

"Actually, I know Brother Lang's intentions." Luo Ziyu hugged He Lang's arms a little tighter, then pulled them onto the sofa and sat down side by side, with his head slightly leaning on He Lang's shoulder, his eyes were empty, and he murmured He said, "It's just that I don't know what my own intentions are."

He Lang drooped his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

He regretted why he chose to guard silently?Why be so righteous?Instead of taking the initiative, even with some despicable means, why don't you think of a way to firmly grasp Luo Ziyu's heart in your own hands?

"Brother Lang, can you give me some time?" Luo Ziyu raised his head and looked at He Lang's face. He was still that charming star with the corner of his mouth raised, exuding a unique temperament all over his body.

He Lang didn't speak, but nodded slightly.

I...do I still have a chance?

Luo Ziyu leaned on He Lang's shoulder for a while, stood up, got out of the car and ran to the villa: "They should be waiting, let's go back quickly..."

He Lang didn't move, and Luo Ziyu didn't turn his head. Watching the distance between the two gradually widen, He Lang was caught in the memories in his mind.

What Luo Ziyu asked just now, he remembered it clearly on June No. 20 three years ago.

That was the day he hated himself the most.

To be honest, with Luo Ziyu's current personality, it is basically impossible for him to survive in the entertainment industry, and the reason why he became like this...

"It's all my fault..." He Lang lowered his eyes, looked at the neatly folded leather clothes on the sofa, and sighed softly.

At that time, Luo Ziyu was invited to participate in the filming of a variety show. At that time, he was on the rise of his career, and that show happened to be the most popular show nowadays. Countless artists wanted to squeeze their heads into it. Luo Ziyu was invited by the organizer, how could he not go.

It's just that behind the effect of the program, it was filmed by the overloaded operation of the artists.

At that time, He Lang received a call——from the chairman of He's enterprise, that is, his father, Mr. He Yunhai.

At that time, something happened at home, and the old man was in a hurry. After all, He Lang was the only son in the family, and it was necessary to go back. On that day, Luo Ziyu was caught by the director team to shoot a lot of program material , Tired and almost exhausted, except for a few bottles of mineral water throughout the day, basically no nutrition was added.

As for Luo Ziyu's success in the circle, it all depends on He Lang and the connections behind him. When the two separate, Luo Ziyu is just a kid in his early 20s who doesn't understand the industry. The rules, let alone knowing that others are trying to squeeze him dry.

And when He Lang hurried back, what he saw was Luo Ziyu's face livid, shivering in the lounge with a stomachache, and almost passed out.

That day, He Lang, who has always been good-tempered and popular, made a big fuss and almost beat the director of the program group against the wall, but he was pulled away in the end.

Since then, Luo Ziyu suffered from stomach problems.

And the director who used Luo Ziyu like a tool man when He Lang was away, never showed his face in the circle again.

I don't know if it's the stomach trouble that makes Luo Ziyu feel uncomfortable, or he has a grudge against himself, but He Lang feels that the little guy who has always been close to him has become a little irritated.Not only to myself, but also to the outside team, partners and so on.

He Lang, who felt ashamed in his heart, naturally took care of all the things that Luo Ziyu provoked, and became more obedient to his unreasonable demands, but He Lang would always say the same about Luo Ziyu's body.

Although Luo Ziyu's temperament became worse than before, he still listened to He Lang's arrangement.

The two of them maintained an awkward and strange relationship until Yao Wangyou appeared.

At the beginning, when Yao Wangyou obeyed Luo Ziyu and even cured his stomach problems, He Lang was pleasantly surprised and grateful. Until now, he still deeply remembers that he still owes Yao Wangyou Worry about a favor.

But when he found out that Luo Ziyu's feelings for Yao Wangyou were a little unusual, He Lang began to feel a little worried.

It's just that he's used to being accompanied by Luo Ziyu's side, and he's also used to hiding his feelings, so he only occasionally tries to insinuate and remind Luo Ziyu that he can't squeeze in between Xuan Mingcheng and Yao Wangyou. No other efforts were made.

But until the last time, after he got angry, Luo Ziyu's worry and anxiety showed that the half-extinguished fire in the heart of Mr. He, who was called the manager but was actually the prince, burned blazingly again.

In Xiaoyu's heart, he still has a place.

He Lang closed his eyes, sighed deeply, put the performance clothes at hand into the dry cleaning bag, got out of the car and walked towards the three people in the courtyard.

At this time Luo Ziyu had already walked to the side of the muttering Yao Wangyou and the other two, Xuan Mingcheng stopped talking immediately when he saw someone approaching, and returned to the calm and powerful Mr. Xuan.He stood up, slightly raised his eyebrows at He Lang behind him, and opened his mouth unhurriedly, with an attitude of talking about business.

"You two are visiting late at night, what's the matter?"

The author has something to say: Xuan Mingcheng: Beauty is out of the bath or something, the best thing to see.I don't feel sour when someone else's love is in love... Bah, bah, bah, lemons are so unpalatable!

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