We got married after swapping fathers [Entertainment]

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Jiang Shiyan saw that he didn't say anything on this Weibo, so he called Fang Xuejia and asked her to forward the comment.

——Everyone, don’t be unhappy, the promotional program is normal.

——Yes, in fact, Zhouzhou is still very good to Jiebao, so please rest assured.

——Everyone, go to Chaohua, there is candy in it, and Zhouzhou even gave Jiebao his favorite candy.

——Yes, Zhou Zhou dotes on Jiebao very much.

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Lin Zhou: "..."

"What's wrong?" On the way home, Jiang Shiyan saw Lin Zhou staring at the phone and frowning, and asked, "Still scolding Mo Huan on the Internet?"

"No." Lin Zhou shook his head. He didn't know if Jiang Shiyan knew that he and Wen Jie were formed into CP, and he didn't dare to ask.

And Wen Jie just posted a Weibo video of a rivalry scene between him and Lin Zhou, Wen Jie specially @林周.

A group of CP fans are waiting for Lin Zhou to come out and interact.

Jiang Shiyan glanced at him again, Lin Zhou had been obsessed with his mobile phone and didn't look up.

"Lin Zhou."

"Huh?" Lin Zhou responded.

After a long time, Lin Zhou turned his head in a daze, "Why did you call me just now?"

"You are finally willing to think of me." Jiang Shiyan said with a blank expression.

"Tsk tsk..." Lin Zhou raised his hand and stroked his chin, "This sour smell makes my teeth hurt."

Lin Zhou couldn't take his eyes off this moment. He was in chaos from the moment he got off the plane, surrounded by people, and he didn't even have time to be alone with Jiang Shiyan. It's been more than half a month, and he finally saw people.

Lin Zhou glanced at the driver, couldn't help but rubbed against Jiang Shiyan, leaned over and kissed him on the lips.

Before he got up, Jiang Shiyan held his head and exchanged a kiss.

Because it was in the car with the driver in front, the kiss was short, but the effect was obvious.

There was fire in the eyes of the two of them looking at each other, wishing to eat each other's feelings.

But now the fire can't be extinguished, Lin Zhou moved his eyes away from Jiang Shiyan's face, and calmed himself down.

After finally recovering, Lin Zhou didn't dare to put his mind on Jiang Shiyan, and said, "I'm on your Weibo."

"Come on, what do you want to do?"

Lin Zhouni glanced at him, "I'll use your Weibo to post a promotional blog for "Love in a Troubled World"."

"Didn't I retweet one before?" When "Love in a Troubled World" first aired, Jiang Shiyan retweeted a Weibo to help Lin Zhou promote it.

Because he and Lin Zhou received a lot of attention at that time, there was no accompanying text on the reposted Weibo, it was just a simple repost, and the repost was not named for Lin Zhou.

CP fans were waiting for Lin Zhou's attitude, but in the end Lin Zhou didn't respond.

"Yo, your boyfriend's new drama, you just retweet this Weibo and you're done?" Lin Zhou glared at him.

Jiang Shiyan didn't speak, but made a gesture of "Please go ahead".

Lin Zhou is the one who unreasonably stirs up three points.

Lin Zhou went to Jiang Shiyan's Weibo and found a personal clip made by a fan about him. Just when he was about to post it, Lin Zhou thought about it and deleted it.

Jiang Shiyan watched him operate, but finally didn't say anything, raised his hand and squeezed his neck, "What's wrong?"

"It's too ostentatious." Lin Zhou rubbed his hands, picked up his phone and took a photo of the sunset outside the window.

"Don't show off, just post like this." Jiang Shiyan pinched his earlobe.

"If I say ostentatious, I will be ostentatious." Lin Zhou freed his hand and rubbed his waist fiercely, "Is it mine or yours?"

"Listen to you." Jiang Shiyan laughed silently for a while, and then said, "Lin Zhou, I found that you have a good temper recently." Originally, you have a big temper, and when talking to him during this time, you can't say a few words before you yell at him.

"That's right, you're used to it, do you have an opinion?" Lin Zhou posted the sunset photo on Weibo, and the accompanying text was a simple period.

"No problem." Jiang Shiyan's hand slipped from his earlobe, slid down his waistline to his hip and did not move.

Jiang Shiyan's hands were very hot, Lin Zhou was startled by his excitement, straightened his waist involuntarily, and whispered: "Be careful."

Jiang Shiyan didn't speak, and didn't move his hand away. Lin Zhou glanced at the driver, and moved his body to block Jiang Shiyan's hand.

After Jiang Shiyan's Weibo was posted, Lin Zhou then switched to his own account and commented on Jiang Shiyan's Weibo:

——The unique level of this photo shoot.

After commenting, Lin Zhou switched Jiang Shiyan's account again and replied to himself.

——I also think it has a blockbuster style.

Jiang Shiyan watched him operate fiercely like a tiger, and smiled helplessly, "You are too obvious."

"Is it obvious?" Lin Zhou raised his eyebrows, "You don't understand, they can only rely on guesswork without proof."

"Are you afraid?" Lin Zhou looked at him with a provocative expression.

Jiang Shiyan narrowed his eyes, raised his hand to pinch his chin, "Lin Zhou, try to slap me again?"

Jiang Shiyan gave people a strong sense of oppression when he was not smiling, but Lin Zhou was not only not afraid, but also laughed wildly, "I think highly of you, and I'm not happy to put someone else on my body and beg me to hate you."

After Lin Zhou finished speaking, he leaned closer to him and blew softly in his ear, "I love you so much."

Jiang Shiyan looked at him without saying a word, but tightened his arms around his waist.

As long as Lin Zhou is by his side, he feels quite full.

—— Interacted, interacted, ah ah ah ah ah

- All I can fucking scream now is, oh I'm dead.

——My eyes were dazzled, the candy fell down brightly, and I was a little dizzy from the drop.

——Everyone, don’t stick to the superficial interactive sugar, there is also dark sugar inside, see the little tail behind the boss Weibo.

——Yes, yes, yes, I also found out that the boss has never posted a mobile phone model on Weibo, but every time Zhou Zhou posts Weibo, he has a mobile phone model, and Zhou Zhou used to use another mobile phone, and recently endorsed a new mobile phone , so the phone model has been changed, the phone model of the boss is the same as Zhou Zhou's recently changed phone model, or they both use the same phone, or this Weibo was posted by Zhou Zhou.

——I said I got it, everyone said that this coincidence must not be a coincidence.

——As soon as the boss finished posting Weibo, Zhou Zhou commented, this speed...

——Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh The boss is offline and Zhouzhou is online, Zhouzhou is offline, and the boss is online, this is sent by a fucking mobile phone...

——Fuck, I have an immature idea, the tone of this comment is not like the tone of the boss, and the tone of the comments and replies is like Zhou Zhou's tone...

— I'm already lying flat, shit, no couple is innocent when a dog dies.

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Swing sent a WeChat message: On Weibo...

Lin Zhou replied: I did it on purpose.

Swing was silent for a while, and returned a thumbs up gesture to Lin Zhou.

Wen Jie's company obviously wanted to make a fuss about Lin Zhou, and Lin Zhou's doing so would save them from being a dog's plaster.

The so-called happy few sad.

Wen Jie's @, Lin Zhou didn't even respond, but ran to Jiang Shiyan's Weibo to comment, and even made such a coquettish operation, passers-by thought it was just an ordinary interaction between brothers, and the CP fan who picks sugar every day felt in his heart Like a mirror.

On the way home, the two of them frequently poked and poked hands and feet. As soon as they opened the door, before Jiang Shiyan turned on the light, Lin Zhou grabbed his hands and pressed them against the wall.

Lin Zhou buried his head on his neck, bit his earlobe, and said softly, "Honey, I miss my brother to death."

Lin Zhou's deliberate hooliganism was like a kindling that instantly ignited Jiang Shiyan's hot heart.

I haven't seen you for more than half a month, and the dry fire is out of control.

Jiang Shiyan clasped Lin Zhou's waist, turned him around and pressed him against the wall, and kissed him from behind.

Impatient and impatient.

Lin Zhou was lying on the wall, his scorching body and the cold wall were like ice and fire, and Jiang Shiyan's heavy breathing was heard by his ears, wildfire started a prairie fire.

Lin Zhou likes to see Jiang Shiyan lose control for him. In his impression, Jiang Shiyan has always been steady and self-sustaining, and an overly strong expression never appears on his face.

But in the past half a year, Lin Zhou has seen the madness under Jiang Shiyan's mask countless times, and this madness is all for him.

To be honest, Lin Zhou enjoyed it very much. With Jiang Shiyan like this, Lin Zhou could clearly see Jiang Shiyan's feelings for him, as if writing four big words on his face: I love Lin Zhou.

Lin Zhou felt very proud to be loved by a man like Jiang Shiyan.

"Brother Xiao Yan..." Lin Zhou turned his head and kissed his lips, "Do you really miss me?"

The words "Brother Xiaoyan" made Jiang Shiyan's eyes sink a little bit, he unbuttoned Lin Zhou's shirt in silence, unbuttoned a few, lost his patience, and directly tore the shirt.

Lin Zhou looked at the stretched buttons everywhere, gritted his teeth, "It's very expensive."

Jiang Shiyan didn't speak all the time, but just pestered Lin Zhou to kiss. From the door to the living room, Lin Zhou's clothes were taken off all over the floor, which was quite spectacular.

The more Jiang Shiyan stopped talking, the more Lin Zhou teased him, and whispered a lot of obscenities in his ears, what kind of baby, little brother, come on, pretend, this mouth has never been idle.

It's cool to tease for a while, the crematorium on the bed.

When the high-mouthed person was turned over and pressed on the bed and felt the cold liquid, he suddenly began to struggle, "I'm not ready yet..."

"Jiang Shiyan, let me go..."

"I'm not coming..."

"...Bastard..."

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From the bed to the bathroom, Lin Zhou was turned over and over again, and he paid the due price for what he said.

After finishing work, it was already late at night. The sore person lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling blankly. He kicked the person who was leaning against the bedside to smoke, feeling weak, "I'm going to starve to death..."

"What do you want to eat?" Jiang Shiyan touched Lin Zhou's ankle, biting a cigarette and getting off the bed with his upper body naked.

"It doesn't matter." Lin Zhou waved his hand, "Cook anything, I'm hungry enough to eat a cow now."

Jiang Shiyan went into the kitchen, boiled water, and planned to cook some quick-frozen dumplings sent by Zhou Qing.

The water was not boiling, and the people in the house couldn't wait to find it by themselves.

Lin Zhou wore Jiang Shiyan's black shirt, which was buttoned a few times casually, revealing a large chest covered with red marks. The legs under the shirt were long and straight, and he walked carelessly on the ground with bare feet.

Jiang Shiyan's throat moved slightly, and the heat that had just gone down showed signs of resurgence.

"Put on your shoes." Jiang Shiyan reprimanded him without opening his eyes.

Lin Zhou didn't say anything, walked up to him, stepped on his shoes, and hung on his body lazily while hugging his neck, "Hurry up, I'm going to starve to death..."

When the water boiled, Jiang Shiyan held Lin Zhou's waist with one hand, lowered the dumplings into the pot with the other, and stirred them a few times with a spoon.

Jiang Shiyan kept silent, and Lin Zhou didn't realize the danger until he was turned around and pressed on the sink.

"What are you doing?" Lin Zhou couldn't move, so he could only freeze his body and turn to look at him.

"One more time." Jiang Shiyan leaned on him and kissed his fair neck.

"You're fucking sick." Lin Zhou was speechless, and whispered, "You are reincarnated from starvation, can't you get enough food?"

"If you don't mean that, then don't wear my clothes casually." Jiang Shiyan said hoarsely.

Lin Zhou: "..."

What's wrong with him not being able to wear his clothes yet?

Before Lin Zhou could refute, Jiang Shiyan had already kissed his lips.

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It was almost dawn when Lin Zhou had his meal.

Lin Zhou was wrapped in a thick towel and nestled on the sofa, gobbling the boiled dumplings.

There were three layers of cushions under his buttocks.

Jiang Shiyan brought him a glass of water and put it on the table, and planned to sit beside him, but was kicked out by Lin Zhou.

"Stay away from me."