I beg my thigh to love me again [Entertainment]

Zhang Xiuming stared stiffly at the strong man in front of him. Once he stood here, it was a wall, or a wall of copper and iron.

Can an iron wall be used in this way?Zhang Xiuming licked his lips irritably. Anyway, he was uneducated, so he could just say what he said, and he was so particular about it.

Zhang Xiuming was thinking in a mess, Luo Zhengqing moved, and he repeated what he said just now: "Shall we talk?"

Zhang Xiuming was in a turmoil. When he heard this sentence, he became inexplicably angry. He didn't know where he got so angry: "What is there to talk about? What are you talking about? Talk about how many boyfriends I have made." ? You are a remnant of feudalism, you think I am an innocent little girl, and now you are responsible for me?" Zhang Xiuming shouted hysterically, and he was in a trance for a moment, as if after he came out of that house, he never posted such a big one again Fire.

It was still an unknown fire, aimed at an outsider.

Yes, outsiders.When he thought about it this way, there was something inexplicably empty in his heart, so empty that he couldn't find the truth.

"They are not your boyfriend." Luo Zhengqing still looked calm and composed. He raised his head and looked directly at Zhang Xiuming. "They are just your girlfriend."

Zhang Xiuming got stuck all of a sudden, he nodded, he really wanted to smoke a cigarette, he subconsciously touched his pocket, it was empty.

"And I want to be your boyfriend." Luo Zhengqing continued, his tone didn't fluctuate at all, and he couldn't hear any other emotions, as if he was stating a fact.

Zhang Xiuming was hit right away, his heart beat violently, he raised his head to see Luo Zhengqing's expression, but Luo Zhengqing didn't show any extra expressions, he just looked at him firmly, as if convinced He will promise the same.

Zhang Xiuming didn't know what was wrong with him, he strode open the door, and began to push the man who had been hanged and beaten since he met him: "Get out, you get out!"

Luo Zhengqing took a deep look at him, Zhang Xiuming's small body, which couldn't be pushed, moved a little towards the door, Zhang Xiuming was still pushing, Luo Zhengqing stuck one foot out of the door, and At this moment, he lowered his head abruptly, and just kissed the corner of Zhang Xiuming's mouth. He also raised his hand to touch Zhang Xiuming's head, stepped out with the other foot that was still inside the door, and went out.

Zhang Xiuming closed the door according to his inertia, and was stunned.

He touched the corner of his mouth in a daze, blinked, lowered his head for about a minute, then jumped up and walked to the window, without seeing Luo Zhengqing.

"Grass." Zhang Xiuming touched his pocket irritably, but there was no cigarette.

"Damn." Zhang Xiuming rubbed his forehead depressedly.

He also didn't expect that this boring gourd would suddenly say such a sentence. Although it was not a sweet love sentence, it was undeniable that he was tempted.

It's not just ordinary tempting, but very tempting.

He was 36 years older than this kind of temptation, and he had never encountered it before.

When he was very young, he still stayed in that house. His mother played mahjong every day, and his father drank and beat his wife and son every day. After he finished junior high school, the family had no money to support him in high school. In fact, it was not for nothing, at least his father still had money. Money for drinking, and money for playing mahjong.

It's just that his father can only beat people drunk, and his mother, who is still sober at home, sneered at him: "He vented his anger on me, how can I be worthy of myself if I don't lose more money?"

At that time, Zhang Xiuming wanted to ask his mother: what about me?

But he didn't ask, because he knew that he was destined to get a disappointed answer.

After graduating from junior high school, he went out to make a living. His parents didn't care about him. They just asked him to send them 500 yuan a month. Zhang Xiuming agreed and signed the agreement. He just did it subconsciously, probably because his parents left him too much shadow.

He is only so old that he knows how to guard against his parents.

He will probably never forget the cold eyes of his parents when he left the house, as if mocking, but when he looked carefully, there was no mocking, only the numbness and indifference that had been tortured under the painful life.

He's leaving here, leaving his parents.This was the only thought he had when he walked out of the old tube building that was almost a dilapidated building.

Later, later, he fulfilled his promise, sending 500 yuan to his parents every month, and later, he also fulfilled his promise to himself, leaving there, living a different life from them.

It’s just that the marks of those lives there are still engraved in his bones. No matter how bright the surface is, his inside is still so dirty, numb and indifferent, just like his parents. One day when he found that he liked men , he accepted it numbly, and began to find someone to meet his physical needs.

It seems that it is no different from liking women.

During this period, he met many men with good conditions, as well as strange ones. The only one he didn't meet was the one who seriously said that he wanted to date him.

Can you really get emotional with a cannonball?

Zhang Xiuming stood up slowly while supporting the wall. He didn't know how long he had been squatting, his feet were numb.

He took a deep breath, felt the pain, slowly moved to the sofa, and sat still.

I don't know how long it took, the past that he deliberately forgot played in his mind like a slideshow, and he covered his face: "Grass, can't it be set to manual."

He scratched his head irritably, stood up abruptly, and went to a random studio to scold the director.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a pair of somewhat familiar shoes with half-drawn eyes on his drooping head. He slowly moved his gaze upwards, familiar pants, familiar jacket, and familiar face.

Luo Zhengqing.

"You..." Zhang Xiuming opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything, but tears came down "shua". The ghost knows why, probably his brain is broken after watching too many slides.

Luo Zhengqing didn't speak. He had been leaning against the wall for too long, and now he straightened up, his back still numb.

He stretched out his hand and put his arms around Zhang Xiuming who was crying mentally retarded. To be honest, Zhang Xiuming didn't look good when he cried. up.

No wonder I didn't become an actor in the end. Once the crying scene was performed, the audience disappeared.Luo Zhengqing rubbed his head, but he felt ugly and cute.

Zhang Xiuming cried enough, he perfectly interpreted what is called a model of pulling up his pants and leaving.He pushed the man away and closed the door aggressively.

Luo Zhengqing touched his nose and leaned back against the wall.

After a while, the door was opened.

"Hey, can you cook?" Zhang Xiuming asked awkwardly.

"Yes." A smile appeared on Luo Zhengqing's face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, his tone was not as hard as before, but with an inexplicable softness on his body, inexplicably let People feel that Su is not good enough.

"Help me cook," Zhang Xiuming puffed up his chest, opened the door, and said in a deliberately fierce tone, "I want to eat spicy rabbit head, steamed opium fish, boiled cabbage, squirrel mandarin fish, and crystal meat!" Zhang Xiuming directed, Close the door.

Luo Zhengqing glanced at him helplessly, and saw Zhang Xiuming with red eyes looking at him with his waist down, with a willful look all over his face: I don't care, I just want to eat.

Luo Zhengqing entered the kitchen, and Zhang Xiuming, who finally felt that he had won the victory over the big log, suddenly felt better. He sat down on the sofa happily and started watching TV.

It's just that he was watching TV on the surface, but his heart was all in the kitchen.

There was a crackling sound from the kitchen, the sound of chopping vegetables was particularly rhythmic, and there was the sound of oil bursting with a "swipe".

I really know how to cook.Zhang Xiuming rubbed his chin. He was actually afraid that Luo Zhengqing would blow up his kitchen just now.

About half an hour later, a tempting aroma came out of the kitchen. Zhang Xiuming looked at the kitchen eagerly, should he supervise and see if he is being lazy?

Zhang Xiuming struggled for a while, but held back, because Luo Zhengqing had already brought out the dishes, and he put two dishes on the table: "Go and bring the remaining two dishes."

Zhang Xiuming stood up subconsciously, walked into the kitchen, and only realized after entering, shit, why did Luo Zhengqing do what he said, isn't it embarrassing!

Moreover, it was not cooked according to his request. Zhang Xiuming looked at the twice-cooked pork and stir-fried kale, but the taste was quite delicious.

When he picked up the two dishes, he saw that there was a large flower on them.

His family raised flowers?It's pretty good-looking, buttery, and very fragrant.

Zhang Xiuming touched it, why does it look like a rapeseed flower?

"That's a cabbage flower." Luo Zhengqing's voice suddenly sounded.

"Huh?" Zhang Xiuming was stunned for a moment, then looked at the rape flower, cabbage flower?

"How long has it been since your house was cleaned? There are not many things, and I can't make the spicy rabbit head, steamed opium fish, boiled cabbage, squirrel mandarin fish, and crystal meat," Luo Zhengqing said in a flat tone, and he could only listen carefully He walked into the kitchen and poured out the tomato and egg soup from the pot, "But next time I can make it for you, I'll go buy the ingredients."

"Oh... oh." Zhang Xiuming answered in a spiritless voice, and only after he finished answering did he think about whether he promised Luo Zhengqing the next time?Damn, this person looks so honest, but he's full of bad things inside.

Thinking so in his heart, Zhang Xiuming couldn't help showing a little smile on his face, and he almost hummed a ditty.

There was also a dish of fried pork with green peppers and corn with pine nuts on the table, both of which were fragrant. Zhang Xiuming tasted them and they were all good.

Fortunately, Yan Baiwen said that he wanted to do barbecue, otherwise he might have to eat fried rice with eggs.

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Zhang Xiuming felt that Luo Zhengqing was probably still an asshole, because he still couldn't eat the spicy rabbit head, steamed opium fish, boiled cabbage, squirrel mandarin fish, and crystal meat that Luo Zhengqing promised to make for him. It had something to do with him going out to work as if fleeing for his life, and now he joined the crew with Shen Xian.

When Shen Xian finished that sentence, he had to say that he was still disappointed that Luo Zhengqing would not come.

Damn, chasing people is a bit of a chasing attitude. No one will come to visit the class. This kind of chasing is not qualified at all.

He muttered non-stop in his heart until he saw Luo Zhengqing at the entrance of the hotel.

It's just that his first reaction at this time was not excitement, but his first reaction was: run!

Obviously he is not a mouse, and Luo Zhengqing is not a cat, God knows why he reacted this way.

Probably Luo Zhengqing looked too fierce.

The moment Luo Zhengqing picked up his princess, his only thought was: It's over, I have no face to face anyone.

Luo Zhengqing's energy was great, he was big, but he didn't expect to be so big that he could carry him to the hotel room without panting, he especially wanted to grab Luo Zhengqing and ask him: Did you drink the calcium in the calcium!

Or: Do you want to be the spokesperson for calcium in calcium!

Well, he dare not.

Zhang Xiuming was honestly carried to the hotel by Luo Zhengqing. Unexpectedly, the light was still on in his room, and he didn't turn off the light when he left?Zhang Xiuming thought for two seconds.

"Are you hungry?" Luo Zhengqing put him on the bed, patted his head, and asked.

Zhang Xiuming must hate others touching his head, but unexpectedly, when Luo Zhengqing did this, he didn't hate it, and was... quite happy.

"A little bit." Zhang Xiuming rubbed his stomach, and said honestly, the crew had dinner at [-] o'clock, and it's past midnight now, and in addition to the high consumption of the crew, he was already starving, not at all "a little "Degree.

"That's good." Luo Zhengqing heaved a sigh of relief.

Zhang Xiuming almost yelled, is this person looking for smoke?What do you mean, that's good, his stomach is a good thing?

"Your spicy rabbit head, steamed opium fish, boiled cabbage, squirrel mandarin fish, and crystal meat." Luo Zhengqing moved a chair for him, took the thermos buckets on the table one by one, and piled them on the chair.

Zhang Xiuming blinked, feeling like he was going to cry again.

Damn, it's so embarrassing.

He sniffed and forced back the tears, sitting on the bed and eating the food on the chair was stupid, but it was also very refreshing, especially when the food was delicious.

"Do you want to eat some too?" Zhang Xiuming pulled the spicy rabbit head. There were too many dishes, and he couldn't finish them. It was a waste.

"Okay." Luo Zhengqing didn't refuse. He took a pair of chopsticks and naturally sat beside Zhang Xiuming, next to him, and began to pick up vegetables.

Zhang Xiuming's breath was stagnant, and he continued to pick up vegetables as if nothing had happened, and after taking a few mouthfuls, he seemed to mention casually: "Why are you waiting for me at the door, haven't you all entered the hotel?"

"Boss Lu said that chasing people requires an attitude of chasing people." Luo Zhengqing took a mouthful of cabbage and replied solemnly.

"...Damn, why doesn't he squat in front of the hotel?" It's so cold, and I don't know how long he waited, and Zhang Xiuming was dissatisfied with the cold when he was hugging him.

"He said that he has already caught up and got married, which is different from me." Luo Zhengqing replied with a bunny's head clipped.

He couldn't refute, he was bullied by that little villain Shen Xian every day, and in the end his partner was also bullied by Shen Xian's partner, bah, who is his partner.

Zhang Xiuming ate the food depressedly, and saw a cut in Luo Zhengqing's hand holding the food.

He frowned and raised Luo Zhengqing's hand: "Why are you injured?"

"It's okay. I haven't cooked these dishes before. I'm a little rusty. I accidentally cut them." Luo Zhengqing replied honestly, with an indifferent tone.

"Oh." Zhang Xiuming suddenly didn't know how to answer the words, and he silently put down Luo Zhengqing's hand.

The two finished the food silently. Luo Zhengqing packed up and returned to his side. He had his back to the light, half of his face was hidden in the darkness, but there was a different kind of sex appeal, especially when he slowly lowered his head, and gently kissed the corner of Zhang Xiuming's mouth.

Spicy.

Zhang Xiuming suddenly laughed.

"Stay with me for one night, okay?" Luo Zhengqing didn't pursue the inappropriate laughter, his voice was low, with a hint of begging, which made Zhang Xiuming feel distressed and soft-hearted for no reason.

"it is good."

The author has something to say: ah, it’s finally finished—from a slag with serious procrastination

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Finish spreading flowers!