Who do you hear that I hate you

Sending it in person is of course just talking.

After Duan Xilin digested his food, he lay on the bed and filmed fighting scenes all day, so he was really tired.

Yu Zhiyuan suggested: "Xilin, why don't I hire you a masseuse?"

"No need, let's go." Duan Xilin waved his hand, he didn't pay attention when he was angry just now, once the anger subsided, everything hurt.

"Then you should rest well."

Hearing the door was closed, Duan Xilin said to himself: "I'm tired, I'm not sleepy at all." If I had known earlier, I would have been with the crew at night. Cheng Dongping knew the director and came to visit Tong Shaoyuan's class again. Several people must have dinner together.

Tantong Shaoyuan's class...

The anger that had just disappeared seemed to rise again, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that I couldn't swallow it.

He logged in to WeChat and peeked at the screen in the crew group, trying to find out if they had a dinner party that night, but the crew was as quiet as a chicken throughout the night.

"Tch." Duan Xilin put the phone aside, changed his posture, leaned against the bed and turned on the TV.

Not long after watching an episode of the TV series, there was a knock on the door.

People in the entertainment industry have a very weak concept of chastity, and sometimes they can make an appointment if they see each other right.Duan Xilin has been in the entertainment industry for so long, and he still can't get used to it.Fortunately, Duan Chengyue watched, usually this kind of thing would not happen to her.

Duan Xilin turned on the phone, nine o'clock.

At this point, it's okay to knock on his door, will he open it or not?

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

Duan Xilin turned up the volume of the TV, ignoring the knock on the door.

Don't blame him for being too defensive. In fact, it's not uncommon for someone to borrow a position in the entertainment circle. If an actress knocks on her door, she finds a reporter to shoot it in the dark, and sells it to a tabloid the next day. He will be taken for no reason. Not to mention the steps, it also caused a commotion.

After 1 minute, the mobile phone rang a WeChat notification.

Cheng Dongping: Open the door.

Duan Xilin was taken aback, threw off the quilt and jumped off the bed, he rushed to the door in three steps at a time, opened the door, Cheng Dongping leaned on the door frame, knocked on the door lightly with his index finger, and smiled at him laugh.

No matter how angry he was, when he saw the other party running over at night, it almost disappeared. He asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Cheng Dongping stretched out his other hand, and slowly spread his fingers, revealing the green jujube in his palm, "I'll... give the jujube."

Duan Xilin chuckled with his head down, moved his body to let Cheng Dongping in, and then closed the door.

"How do you know I live in this room."

Cheng Dongping stuffed the jujube into Duan Xilin's hand and said: "I just asked about Shaoyuan's residence, and he told me everything, just to save me from asking."

It was Tong Shaoyuan again.

"You have a good relationship with Tong Shaoyuan?"

Cheng Dongping sat down on the sofa and sighed helplessly: "He is older than you, even if he is not as famous as you, calling him by his first name will give people the impression of impoliteness."

Duan Xilin replied with a long voice: "Okay, Cheng-old-teacher."

"I'm fine."

A simple sentence made Duan Xilin feel relieved, and he deliberately said: "Why are you okay?" Hey.

"Are you okay?" Cheng Dongping stood up, walked to the bed and said, "Lie down, I'll give you a massage."

Duan Xilin raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "You didn't play the role of a masseur again, did you?" Didn't he watch all the TV series Cheng Dongping participated in?

"I also learned massage techniques when I was learning martial arts, but I haven't massaged them for others for many years. I don't know if the techniques have become unfamiliar."

"Okay, let me experience your skills." After Duan Xilin finished speaking, he suddenly realized that this sentence was a bit ambiguous, and after lying down, he realized that this posture seemed a bit too domineering.

He glanced at Cheng Dongping indiscriminately, Cheng Dongping's expression didn't change at all, and he slowly relaxed.

Cheng Dongping rolled up his sleeves and put his hands on Duan Xilin's shoulders. In an instant, Duan Xilin's whole body became stiff, so stiff that he couldn't relax even if he wanted to.

Duan Xilin regretted it, muscle soreness was nothing, it was better than the embarrassing situation now.In the dead of night, lonely men and widows share a room.I am a crook myself, I once took Cheng Dongping as that kind of object in my heart, and now I still have that kind of intention towards Cheng Dongping.Duan Xilin felt that the hands on his shoulders seemed to be burning hot, which made his whole body heat up gradually.

In the quiet room, only the sound of advertisements on the TV can be heard.

Duan Xilin stammered, "I...let me sing you a song!"

Cheng Dongping pressed his shoulder and said, "What song are you singing at night, relax."

Duan Xilin: "..."

"How does this strength feel, does it hurt?"

Whether it hurts or not, Duan Xilin can't feel it, he feels like he's been roasted by fire, his brain is about to freeze.

"Xilin?" Cheng Dongping waited for a while, but there was no sound under him for a long time, he couldn't help but stop, looked down at Duan Xilin, a little frightened by this look, "Xilin, why is your face so red?"

"No, no, nothing, nothing!" Duan Xilin jumped up, and immediately retreated to the head of the bed, covering his face with his hands, so that the other party could not see.

Cheng Dongping also reacted now, realizing the ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them now, for the first time he felt uncomfortable.

He coughed lightly and said, "It's getting late, you still have to film tomorrow, you should rest early, I'll be leaving first."

Duan Xilin nodded carelessly.

It was not until the door was closed that Duan Xilin put his hand covering his face down, took a bottle of mineral water from the table and put it on his face to cool down.He obviously had physical contact with Cheng Dongping before, so why is it so different this time.The temperature of Cheng Dongping's palm seemed to have magic power. Even after Cheng Dongping left, the feeling of touch was still firmly imprinted in his mind.

Duan Xilin sighed under the quilt: "This is too exaggerated..."

On the other side, Cheng Dongping came out of Duan Xilin's room and did not leave in a hurry, but leaned his back against the wall, put his hand on his forehead and smiled wryly.

It was almost three, and he was so nervous that he ran away like an adolescent boy.

Mingming wanted to see Duan Xilin get annoyed when he was shaken by his own words.In the end, it was because of his expression that I was at a loss, and because of his little complaints, I couldn't help rushing to meet him, wanting to make him happy, satisfy his requirements, and want to do many things for him, but I didn't want him to know.

Cheng Dongping has been in the circle for more than ten years, and never thought of finding someone in the circle as a partner in the future, but since this proud little rooster spent a few days cooking a bowl of birthday noodles for him, his stardom was affirmed under the shining stars , doing charity work alone across mountains and mountains, Cheng Dongping put Duan Xilin in his heart little by little, on the apex of his heart.

The author has something to say: When I returned to the comments, I found that some comments could not be answered... Tomorrow I will try it on my computer...