to dig boyfriend's grave

Lin Jia closed her eyes, leaned her head on Shen Jiming and said nothing.

Shen Jiming's soft lips next to his ears, the slight itchiness when they rubbed against his skin, and the slight vibration in his chest when he spoke, all these made him look like a bird lying lazily under the sun and being stroked along its fur cat, very comfortable.

"Isn't it hot?" Shen Jiming raised his hand and stroked the hair on his head.

"Why do I feel a little cold?" Lin Jia didn't feel it at first, but when he heard it, he shivered and hugged him tightly.

"Is it cold?" Shen Jiming freed up a hand, took the rolled up quilt from the side, and hugged Lin Jia together. "Maybe the weather has turned cold."

"Hey, do you think..." Lin Jia lowered her voice, "Is it a ghost?"

"Yes, I'm sitting next to you." Shen Jiming said in a low voice, "He told me he wanted to eat you."

"Crazy..." Lin Jia laughed a few times, "You're talking about yourself."

"Yes." Shen Jiming smiled, turned over and put the person in his arms on his back on the bed, pulled the collar of his clothes, bowed his head and kissed him on the shoulder, "Then let me eat?"

"Let you, uncle!" Lin Jia's face was a little flustered, he pulled his arm, pushed up, and covered himself with the small quilt on his body, and said through the quilt sullenly Say, "Sleep!"

Shen Jiming stared at the quilt and laughed for a long time, and finally he was afraid that he would become angry, so he reluctantly lay down, stretched out his arms to wrap around him, retracted his arms, wrapped his arms around his waist and dragged him into his cup.

"Are you still sleeping?" Lin Jia reached out and pulled the quilt down, revealing his head, staring at him with two eyes.

"Go to sleep." Shen Jiming smiled and kissed him on the forehead, "Good night."

Lin Jia felt like someone was patting her on the back when she was in a drowsy sleep.

"Lin Jia, Lin Jia." Shen Jiming glanced at the newly bright sky outside the window, lowered his head and patted him twice, and put the phone in his hand against his ear. "Ye Fan's phone call."

Only then did Lin Jia wake up slowly, squinting her eyes, her voice still nasal, "Hello? What's the matter?"

"Get up, you left in a hurry yesterday and I forgot to tell you, there is a commercial shooting today." Ye Fan's voice was a little anxious.

"Advertisement?" Lin Jia sat up from the bed in shock, took the phone from Shen Jiming, "The one with He Biandu?"

Shen Jiming on the side frowned slightly when he heard the word Bian Du, but it was fleeting. He stretched out his hand and pulled off Lin Jia's sleeping clothes, got up and went outside to prepare breakfast.

Seeing him go out, Lin Jia shouted, "Is that idiot Biandu still able to shoot with him? Brother Yaoshou, passers-by must not spray me to death against their bloody sign!"

"No, Bian Du canceled the ad. I was still thinking about what to do with this ad at first. I was ready to fucking break the contract, but I didn't expect Bian Du to return the ad wisely." Ye Fan Said, "Anyway, you have become very popular recently, and the partner side has no objection, saying that you are the only one to shoot, you pack up and go downstairs, and I will drive downstairs to your house now."

Lin Jia hung up the phone and was still in a daze. The big pies of the past few days were thrown on his head one by one, and everything he saw in his eyes was shining with golden light.

"Come out to eat." Shen Jiming leaned against the door with an apron on and shouted, watching him sitting on the bed in a daze, just walked a few steps forward, looking at Lin Jia who hadn't woken up on the bed, The buttocks suddenly bounced off the bed like a spring.

Lin Jia rushed in front of him in two steps, jumped on top of his neck, put her legs around his waist, and slapped him in the face very loudly.

"What's the matter?" Shen Jiming hugged him well, and asked with a smile, "So happy."

"Why do I feel like I'm going to be hot?" Lin Jia smiled happily.

"Really?" Shen Jiming held his butt and hugged him up, "But the meal I just made is going to be cold."

Lin Jia laughed and jumped off him, humming a tune and went to the toilet.

As soon as Lin Jia went downstairs after breakfast, she was dragged into the car by Ye Fan who was in a hurry and drove all the way to the studio.

The promotional concept of Troy's facial cleanser is youthful and fashionable. A manager sent by the partner was obviously very satisfied with Lin Jia's appearance, and kept holding his hand...touching it.

Seeing that something was wrong, Ye Fan pushed him aside and handed it to the stylist, and then he grabbed the manager's hand and groped it.

Because of his wife's pregnancy, Ye Fan gained more than a dozen catties for some reason. It turned out that Zhou Zheng's facial features became more and more horizontal. In order to pick up Lin Jia this morning, he didn't have time to wash his hair. His whole face was full of oil, which disgusted the manager Enough, I didn't talk a few words, I found an excuse to escape.

Ye Fan looked at the manager's back with contempt, raised his middle finger, and turned to look for Lin Jia.

"Brother Ye, where's the script?" Hearing Ye Fan's voice, Lin Jia stiffened her neck and didn't dare to forget about it.

This stylist looks like the humanoid skeleton in the herbarium, with half-length hair, standing there, he is no different from a ghost.

The skeleton ghost was cutting his hair with scissors, and the scissors were very close to him. He was especially afraid that if the stylist shook his hand accidentally, he would be stabbed and there would be no place to sew.

"What's the script for shooting a commercial, but it seems like you have to do a dance?" Ye Fan sat on the chair next to him and poured himself a sip of water. "Anyway, one shot here and another shot there, they are connected together in post-production, it must be very cool, and the commercial shot by that kid Qin Huai is also shot in this way, very handsome."

Lin Jia was thinking about how to dance later, when the skeleton patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay."

Lin Jia looked up at his hair. He used to have long hair, which made him appear smaller, and he could still tie a little jiujiu on the top of his head, but now his hair was cut neatly and not too short, but his whole body They all look more energetic and cool.

The skeleton ripped off the layer of hair on his body, and put on a light makeup on him.

The director's team was also ready, and the director asked him to come over and explain the specific shooting situation to him.There are three scenes in total, the treadmill, the washing table, and a short dance at the end.

Lin Jia shot the first two scenes quickly and beautifully, but she got stuck during the last dance, how uncoordinated she danced, and how awkward she looked.

The dance teacher came up to correct him several times, but he couldn't find the feeling.

Ye Fan watched anxiously from the side, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he went to the director's side, "Our Lin Jia is not good at dancing, but good at martial arts, these two are similar, why don't you let him try?"

The director thought about it for a while and thought it was feasible, so he called Lin Jia over to discuss some martial arts moves. The two hit it off immediately and finished filming the rest of the scene very quickly.

Lin Jia wiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand, took a big gulp of the water Ye Fanyue handed over, "It's not like I'm not allowed to perform that sissy akimbo on top, I can't get over it in my heart."

"That's not..."

"Lin Jia finished filming?" Ye Fan was interrupted by someone before he finished speaking.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, the manager flattered himself, "How about we have a meal together? I'll treat you!"

Lin Jia and Ye Fan looked at each other in a complicated way, ignoring this idiot.

"I fell in love with Lin Jia at first sight!" The manager said while wrapping his arms around Lin Jia's waist, "Let's communicate."

Lin Jia responded with a smile, let him hug him, put her hands on his shoulders, and led him aside.

As soon as Lin Jia pouted his butt, Ye Fan knew what shit he was going to do. He smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, and coughed twice unnaturally. The two walked over.

The manager walked forward with his arms around the man, and even pinched and touched his waist several times dishonestly. Lin Jia rolled his eyes, and wanted to put a bazooka on the manager, and set him on fire. Shoot into the sky.

"I booked a room at the hotel next door, we are..."

"It's your uncle." Seeing that there was finally no one around, Lin Jia twisted the manager's neck and punched the wall, holding his breath, and punched him twice in the stomach.

The manager bent down in pain immediately after being hit by his two punches, and was still cursing uncleanly, "You are fucking sick! Isn't it just a sell!"

Lin Jia got up early today and was not very happy at first, but after hearing this, she went up and kicked the manager several times. "When you fucking washed your hair this morning, you forgot to take your brain out of the toilet? Do you want me to brush it for you?"

"Damn it!" The manager spat a mouthful of bloody saliva on the ground, trembling and reaching for his phone in his pocket, "I've seen a lot of little stars like you, and I've seen your video too, What are you pretending to be, don’t you just think that the money I gave is too little?”

Lin Jia laughed back angrily, kicked the phone that the manager had just taken out far away, and then slowly squatted in front of him, "Then you didn't pay attention to the follow-up? I don't know if it's the person in the video." ?"

"Hehe, so what if it's not you? If you don't have anyone behind you, can you clear up such a big scandal? It's not the same thing." The manager endured the pain and threatened, "I tell you, if you hit me again, I will call the police , don’t rely on your own skills to hit people casually, you are a public figure, if I casually reveal something, you will die.”

"You're right, there is someone behind me." Lin Jia took out a dozen yellow talismans from his pocket, waved them in front of his eyes, and said with a smile, "How about I show you a magic trick?" ?”

"Crazy." The manager wanted to stand up against the wall, but when he saw one of the yellow talismans in his hand spontaneously ignited, he felt a little flustered subconsciously, and wanted to move forward with trembling steps.

But was stopped by a black shadow.

Lin Jia whistled cheerfully towards the black shadow, "You're here, Pikachu."

Shen Jiming looked at the situation in front of him and raised his eyebrows in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"I've just finished work, so I want you to have a meal together." Lin Jia smiled.

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Lin Jia: Come out, Shen Kaqiu!