Pet hot search [Entertainment circle]

"Come."

Ji Zou turned around and squatted down in front of Wang Ping.

Wang Ping hooked his neck with his hands, leaned limply on his back, and waited for the fully automatic Ji Go to lift him up.

Although he hasn't carried it for a long time, Ji Zou's shoulders are still so broad and comfortable. Wang Ping doesn't care whether he smells sweat or not now, leaning on Ji Zou's shoulders, rubbing the makeup on his face directly on his clothes.

Ji Actor was dressed in a neat suit, and he didn't mind being smeared with some cosmetics. He carried Wang Ping firmly on his back and entered the dressing room. Pushing them, he played turnon.

In an instant, the small corner where Turnon was located became quiet.

"Ah...Bo Yi'an, my leg suddenly hurts too, can you carry me on your back?"

Zhou Qixuan picked up his chin from the ground and put it on, glanced at the crowded backstage, and stretched out his hand delicately to Bai Yi'an.

Bai Yi'an understood what he meant, and said affectionately: "Good Darling, I will carry you on my back."

Bi Fang also wanted to join, so he glanced at Yan Si.

Bi Fang: "..."

This brother has a wife, and he can't be offended, can't be offended.

Bi Fang turned a coquettish look that was about to come out into a calm expression, walked up to Bai Yi'an and Zhou Qixuan, and calmly piled on Zhou Qixuan.

Bi Fang happily said: "Add me!"

Zhou Qixuan: "..."

Stacked Arhats? ? ?No one recites and no need to join by force! !

Yan Si folded his hands, turned slightly sideways to block Wang Ping, and took the time to appreciate this spectacle in the world - the three people's arms and legs overlapped, and Bai Yi'an's waist was about to be crushed, and he just hugged this ambiguous and charming back It became a comedy.

Backstage STF passed by, and someone glanced around here curiously, but didn't care to see the actor's back, only saw three strange-looking people stacked together in strange poses.

It seems to be beating humans to a complete defeat.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

After casually admiring this kind of weirdness, the STFs defined the bustle here as - Turnon went crazy again, so they turned around and continued to do their own business.

"Honestly, do you want to be more careful?" Yan Si asked Wang Ping when he saw that everyone's eyes had turned away, so he removed his cover.

Wang Ping was very moved, hooked Ji Zou's neck, and punched the turnon members——

"Thank you sons for protecting us."

As Wang Ping said, he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was remembering, and showed a sweet smile that was a little bit embarrassed.

Wang Ping patted Ji Zou on the shoulder, and said proudly: "But - he carried me on his back, and the paparazzi have already photographed him. There are tens of thousands of reposts on the Internet, and everyone on the Internet may have saved pictures, so... there is nothing that cannot be shown to the staff of."

Three people on top of each other: "..."

Wang Ping: "But our father is kind and our son is filial, so I am very happy to be a father."

"Itchy skin, isn't it!"

Bi Fang and Zhou Qixuan jumped off Bai Yi'an's back, grabbed Wang Ping and pressed him directly on the sofa, just about to use lynching to let this friend know who is the father of this group.

Bai Yi'an coughed lightly.

The two turned their heads, and saw Yan Si holding back a smile, Bai Yi'an coughing wildly with his mouth gagged, standing between them, and Ji Zuo standing under a cluster of lights, looking at the two of them and Wang Ping on the sofa, showing kindness smile.

"..."

"If your skin is itchy..." Bi Fang took care of Ji Zuo's face, and thumped Wang Ping's shoulder like a dog, "Then we will give you a scratch."

"Thank you. It's mainly an itchy back. Scratch harder."

Bi Fang dared not speak out, and could only scratch Wang Ping's back.

Wang Ping narrowed his eyes, enjoyed it for a while, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the hem of Ji Zuo's clothes.

Ji Zuo looked down at him.

Wang Ping laughed, his eyebrows curved: "Thank you, the film emperor, for backing me up - the feeling of a fox pretending to be a tiger, it's... pretty good."

·

Wang Ping felt good, everyone in Turnon felt normal.

Oh my god, the actor's kind smile is really scary.

Speaking of why he was so afraid of the actor, Captain Turnon, who did not want to be named, said—"It's the aura, the aura is suppressed. When the actor smiles, I feel like I'm going to be cold."

"Bi Fang, where are we going to eat later?"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh don't expose me!!!"

However, Bi Fang was afraid of returning home, so he generously invited Ji Zou to have supper together, then ate a meal of dog food at Ji Zou's place, and ordered the restaurant that Wang Ping wanted to eat.

Bi Fang walked forward with a heavy load, and when he arrived at the Chuan Chuan shop, he took the initiative to take the menu and choose a drink for Ji Zou: "The actor, it is fate to meet, you order orange juice and coke, no money!"

"Don't you drink?" Ji Zou asked—usually, boys' parties start with a case of wine.

"You can also drink." Bi Fang said, "But if it's the first time we meet a friend, we won't take the initiative to persuade you to drink. If you want to drink, you don't order other drinks."

"I want to drink wine." Ji Zuo thought for a while, "Let's have another bottle of coconut milk, thank you."

"to make."

Bi Fang just accepted the order, and Ji Zuo was poked by the head of a chopstick again.

Ji walked back and saw Bai Yi'an held up the menu: "The film king chooses the bottom of the pot, red soup or mandarin duck?"

"We solemnly promise that we will never discriminate against young men who eat mandarin ducks." Yan Si put down his tea and said leisurely, "Including but not limited to tomato pot and mushroom pot."

In the middle of the night, the Chuan Chuan shop is lit with warm yellow lights, and a small mist rises from the freshly poured tea, making the whole room warm.

Ji Zuo's heart was also warm and peaceful - although Turnon's group of people talked like a cross talk, he could still read that everyone was taking care of him in their own way.

"Thank you everyone." Ji Zuo smiled, "However, I discriminate against mushrooms."

"for……"

"Because Brother Wang Ping doesn't like that smell."

Turnon everyone except Wang Ping: "..."

Wang Ping took a sip of tea, raised his eyebrows and glanced at everyone present, feeling an unparalleled joy.

Wang Ping put down his teacup, ready to twitch—"I guess Ji Zuo..." He doesn't know how to order mandarin duck pot.

"I want a tomato pot, I'm sorry." Ji Zuo returned the menu to Bai Yi'an, looked back at Wang Ping, "Brother Wang Ping, what's wrong?"

"...Do you want to eat tomato pot?" Wang Ping was a little puzzled, "Aren't you from Sichuan?"

Ji Zou: "...ah."

"Are you feeling unwell?" Wang Ping frowned at him.

Ji Zuo is from Sichuan, logically speaking, he should be able to eat spicy pot.

"No……"

"You have to tell the truth."

Ji Zuo tried to fool the past but failed, so he could only smile and said relaxedly: "I really don't have any brother Wang Ping, it's just that I've been a little busy in the past few days, and I'm tired from the schedule, so I want to eat something lighter."

In fact, Ji Zou is a bit uncomfortable - he has been going to the show lately day and night, he can bear it physically, but his stomach is the first to protest.

When I walked into the restaurant, I felt a little dull pain.

Wang Ping stared at Ji Zou for a while, unable to distinguish the truth from what he said, but the mandarin duck pot was served in the process.

"The tomato pot is here." The waiter asked behind the mask, "Where to put it?"

"Between me and him."

It was Wang Ping who said this, the waiter nodded, and put down the tomato pot facing the two of them.

Not long after, the hot pot boiled, and Wang Ping threw the skewers he had picked into the tomato pot. After eating for more than ten minutes, he didn't bother to pick up the contents of the hot pot.

"Brother Wang Ping, are you uncomfortable?" Ji Zuo frowned and put down his chopsticks.

"No." Wang Ping was concentrating on picking up a piece of palm treasure that fell into the pot, without watching Ji go, "I want to accompany you—hey!"

While talking, Wang Ping finally got the treasure in his palm, and picked it up firmly, instead of putting it in his own bowl, he put it in Ji Zuo's bowl.

"Share the blessings, share the troubles!"

Wang Ping raised his eyes to look at Ji Zou with a smile - he had just drank wine, or maybe his eye makeup had gotten into his eyes, and he was a little red, and his face was also a little red, and he smiled silly.

Ji Zou: "..."

Ji Zuo had mixed feelings in his heart, but suddenly he felt the dull pain in his stomach slowly dissipating, and the fatigue from running around for the past few days also dissipated.

Ji Zuo cooked a handful of palm treasures, and after a while, he picked up the cooked palm treasures, added some dipping ingredients to make a sauce, mixed it, and put it in front of Wang Pingping.

The turnon was not shown, except for Yan Si who can drink, the rest of the people present are all younger brothers, who get drunk when they drink, and have already tried to dance the turnon with the square dance bgm.

While taking care of Wang Ping, Ji Zou helped other people boil vegetables and put them into bowls.

Ji Zou is young, but he handles everything well and is very safe. Turnon ate a round of Ji Zou's feeding, and saw Ji Zou pick up the bottle of coconut milk he ordered at the beginning, and sip it until he was almost drunk. In Wang Ping's mouth on Jinxi Hexi.

When Ji went out to go to the toilet, everyone couldn't help crying and howling.

Headed by Bo Yi'an——

"Son, God really treats you kindly!!!" Bai Yi'an cried, "Such a good actor, why didn't the entertainment industry send me one???"

"I was wrong, I was really wrong." Zhou Qixuan embraced a chair, using the chair as Wang Ping, and whispered, "I used to say that the actor is scary, that was a stereotype, I apologize to the actor!"

"Son, how much dowry do you want? You set a price and ask your Yan Si father to pay it for you."

Yan Si's father, who was caught by the cue, looked around at the group of teammates who were already drunk after not drinking much, sighed, and reached out to lift the most limp lump of Wang Ping beside him.

"Son." Yan Si shook Wang Ping, unfolded him, and asked, "Honestly, do you like the actor?"

"Hey hey hey." Wang Ping was so drunk that he smirked while holding the coconut milk bottle.

Yan Si: "..."

Yan Si thought for a while, then pressed his ear to Wang Ping's, and the devil whispered: "Have you heard that, actor Ji Zuo is getting married soon, with Yan Si's sister."

As we all know, Yan Si doesn't have a sister, only a big brother.

"Who?!"

Wang Ping, who was still smirking just now, suddenly sat up and looked around vigilantly: "Who wants to get married?! Marry who?!"

"Ji Zuo is getting married." Yan Si whispered nonsense in Wang Ping's ear, "With Yan Si's sister!"

"How can it be!" Wang Ping shook his head violently, "He can't get married, he said - he wants to chase me..."

"Then you won't let him get married, do you like him?!" Yan Si raised his voice again.

"Who..." Wang Ping paused.

"Ji Zou." Yan Si asked, "Do you like Ji Zou?"

"like……"

Yan Si's eyes lit up, but he heard Wang Ping say, "... right? I... I don't know either."

Wang Ping held the coconut milk bottle, his eyes were blank: "Is there any difference between liking someone and liking brothers?"

"...It's all a kid's thing."

Yan Si sighed, and rubbed Wang Ping's head: "How can I have such a stupid son like you?"

Yan Si sat at the table and thought for a while, finally he picked up Wang Ping and prepared to take him out to find Ji Zuo.

As soon as Yan Si carried him to the door, the door was pulled open. Ji Zuo caught sight of Yan Si who was carrying Wang Ping, and a moment of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

"Don't get me wrong, I have a wife."

Yan Si let go instantly, and threw Wang Ping into Ji Zuo's arms.

Ji walked subconsciously reached out to catch Wang Ping, and when he turned his head, Yan Si had already taken three or five steps.

"The room card is in the wallet of his coat." Yan Si coughed, "Then what, it's getting late, so... stay here."

"It's a big bed room."

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