After getting married, the actor always wants to leave me a legacy

Back in the car again, the windbreaker on Zhang Zhuoye's head was taken off.

"Did you smash someone's window just now? How could we get out so quickly?" Zhang Zhuoye asked.

Tang Zong put on his clothes slowly, "I paid for the window. It's dangerous over there. If you keep it, something might happen. No matter what, it's safe to leave as soon as possible."

Sure enough, Zhang Zhuoye was speechless, but still sent a rainbow fart, "...Darling, you must have been extremely handsome just now, but it's a pity that you were hoodwinked just now, and I can't make up a ten-thousandth percentile of what you were at that time just based on imagination." A look."

Tang Zong didn't answer, but coughed lightly and asked, "Are you satisfied?"

Zhang Zhuoye pretended to be stupid, "What are you satisfied with or not?"

Tang Zong looked around, not knowing where to start, and finally closed his mouth tightly and stopped talking.

Zhang Zhuoye saw enough of Tang Zong wanting to show his merits but didn't want to say anything, and the smile returned to his face, "You mean you didn't bring me to dinner today, but wanted Yang Liang to apologize to me? But I didn't I really want to forgive Yang Liang, what to do."

Finally Zhang Zhuoye said it, Tang Zong felt relieved, and replied, "I didn't ask you to forgive, the important thing is that this apology is what he should give you. It seems that he wants to continue to follow the black and red route. If he withdraws, he will never get up again."

In the entertainment industry, Tang Zong has always been strong and confident.

Zhang Zhuoye gave a thumbs up, "Although it's not interesting to do this, but it really can't take advantage of him, well done!"

Tang Zong seemed dissatisfied with the compliment. After waiting for a long time, Zhang Zhuoye still didn't say a word, "Why?"

Zhang Zhuoye was lying on the car window looking out, the police had already arrived outside, evacuated the crowd, and carried out a few trampled girls from inside.

The rushing ambulance kept Zhang Zhuoye a little silent. The stampede happened after all, and this top-ranked trafficker Qi Shanliu, who was accidentally recognized, might be caught in a bit of trouble recently.

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Due to an accident, the two of them were not in high spirits this afternoon. Tang Zong took Zhang Zhuoye to visit Grandpa Tang again, and Zhang Zhuoye had an extra birthday present, a sports car.

"Why did you tell Grandpa Tang about my birthday just now?" Zhang Zhuoye flipped through the car keys and muttered, "I don't know how to drive."

Tang Zong was also a little surprised that Mr. Tang would send the car, "You just accept it, and the artist's private car can't be sloppy, you need it."

When the two returned home together, it was almost evening, the villa was brightly lit, and the living room downstairs had been arranged in a different way.

Butler Nan rolled out a big cake and said with a smile, "Master Burning Ye, I haven't eaten the cake yet, so I wonder if you like it?"

On the top of the cake, there are two villains sitting close to each other and kissing each other, holding a common red heart. Tang Zong glanced at it with a delicate expression. The villains are very similar to him and Zhang Zhuoye.

Zhang Zhuoye laughed when he saw the villain whom he kissed with Tang Zong. In the eyes of others, Tang Zong was already so entangled with himself. However, they actually live in separate rooms now .

He held back his smile and said to Butler Nan, "I like it so much, thank you Uncle Nan."

Uncle Nan smiled very kindly, but his eyes glistened. He saw that this villain was specially made by him, and he even asked Tang Zong and Zhang Zhuoye to blow out the candles together.

Tang Zong had a stinky face, but he didn't refuse. He blew out the candles together, "What wish did you make?"

"Of course I need many more wishes, how can one wish be enough." Zhang Zhuoye calculated.

"Grandpa Tang will recover sooner, Uncle Nan is still in good health, and he has helped Lian Yihan earn a lot of money. Black one, two, three, four, five, six, and seven are too hard. The salary should be raised. The chef can cook more and more delicious food. I can become the richest man in the world tomorrow, and the puppy that the chef raises can find a partner soon..."

Tang Zong's expression became worse the more he heard it, he thought he was good to Zhang Zhuoye, Zhang Zhuoye had already mentioned the chef's dog, but he hadn't mentioned him yet.

Zhang Zhuoye picked up a piece of cake, leaned over and said, "Then I will give you the rest of my wishes, how about it, husband?"

Tang Zong's heart skipped a beat, "You're so good at teasing——" His face turned cold, and the cake suddenly wiped his face.

Zhang Zhuoye laughed and quickly pulled away and ran away.

Tang Zong wiped his face, and said two words coldly, "Childish." Then he also picked up a piece of cake and chased after him.

After laughing and joking for a while, both of them turned into colorful faces, and Uncle Nan brought a bowl of longevity noodles to stop all this.

Zhang Zhuoye carefully picked up one end of the longevity noodles, "I heard that it can't be broken, let me eat it in one go."

He sucked the noodles, Tang Zong sat beside him and watched him eat.

A noodle was sucked into the mouth, the lips kept moving, and the noodle continued to be sucked into the mouth without slowing down.

Tang Zong looked at it, his eyes fixed on the oily, shiny lips.

Zhang Zhuoye finally managed to finish the longevity noodles in one go, and when he turned around, he saw Tang Zong looking at him very close, "Do you want to eat? It's gone."

"Is it delicious? What's the taste?" Tang Zong continued to stare at Zhang Zhuoye's lips.

Zhang Zhuoye suddenly realized, and suddenly approached.

Seeing that the lips were very close, Tang Zong took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and was fed a spoonful of noodle soup in his mouth.

"How about some noodle soup, isn't it delicious?" Zhang Zhuoye happily sought his approval on whether the noodles were delicious or not.

"So-so." Tang Zong opened his eyes, took a fixed look at Zhang Zhuoye, wiped his mouth, and returned to the room expressionlessly.

After Tang Zong left, Zhang Zhuoye drank up the noodle soup with his head down and snoring.

The noodles just now were so delicious, he was so absorbed in eating that he didn't pay attention to Tang Zong's expression, "Uncle Nan, make an extra bowl next time, Tang Zong wants to eat it too."

"Okay, Master Burning Night." Nan Butler coughed dryly, it seemed that what his young master was looking forward to was not noodles.

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