Chasing money back is all about teasing

"My head hurts, I don't want to get up..." Rong Qing buried his whole body in the quilt, hugging his head in painful protest.

Why did you drink alcohol yesterday?Why do you have to get yourself drunk?I really regret it when I think about it.

From the past, Rong Qing has always had a headache after a hangover. No matter how much he drinks, when he wakes up, his head will always hurt like a burst.

I told him to drink less and not listen yesterday, but now I know it's uncomfortable.Su Zili didn't want to sympathize with him, but he felt distressed seeing Rong Qing like this.Sit down next to him, pull back the quilt and discuss with the sloppy king, "Why don't I go talk to the director and start tomorrow?"

"Is it possible?" Rong Qing raised his head abruptly, and looked at Su Zili adoringly, "Otherwise, let's discuss and start filming a year later?"

...It's an insatiable look of beating up again.

Sure enough, he shouldn't be sympathetic to him, Su Zili threw the quilt on his head, and ordered mercilessly, "Get up quickly."

"I really have a headache..." Still complaining and muttering, Rong Qing got up obediently without ambiguity.He crawled out of the bed with hands and feet, rubbed against Su Zili's side, and wiped his saliva with his neatly fitted trouser legs.

President Su: ...

Rong Qing dared to provoke Su Zili so unafraid of death only when his consciousness was not clear early in the morning.As if he couldn't feel his anger and the gradually cooling air, Rong Tianwang covered his still sore head with his bare feet, staggered and rolled into the bathroom to wash.

Lowering his gaze to glance at the wet stain on his leg, Su Zili thought for a moment and decided to ignore it for the time being.The whole body has been baptized by Rong Tianwang's saliva, what is this level?

While brushing his teeth in the mirror, Rong Qing saw that the person in the mirror was unkempt and unkempt, so he bit the toothbrush in disregard of his mouth full of foam and asked vaguely, "It's up, is it okay?" (Speaking of it , is there a reporter over there?)

"Yes, Director Du said earlier that the two media outlets had made appointments for interviews in advance." Su Zili had already adapted to Rong Qing's daily slurred speech, and Su Zili even had a built-in translation function.

Through the frosted glass of the bathroom, one can vaguely see the figure inside raising its neck and spitting bubbles with mouthwash towards the ceiling.After quickly spitting out the water in his mouth, he rinsed twice, put down the water glass, wiped his face and walked out.

"Then should I ask Yan Xiao to bring a makeup artist over? How can I see people like this?" Rong Qing walked out and scratched his head, messing up his short hair that was already messy, "I don't know if Yan Xiao knows." Do you have a detailed address for this villa?"

"Even if she rushes over, you don't have that much time to wait." Looking at Rong Qing's sloppy appearance, it seems that he really can't appear in front of others.

Su Zili walked up to Rong Qing and stroked his messy hair twice.Rong Qing's hair is thin and soft, and there are so many hairs that he has to use a lot of hairspray every time to style it.Every day I tidy up and lie down obediently, and after waking up, it looks like a group of demons dancing wildly.Su Zili found it interesting at first sight, but after a while he got used to it, and even thought his hair flying around was cute.

However, not everyone finds this slovenly look cute.Even Yan Fan, who is crying on Weibo to marry Rong Qing, still likes Rong Tian Wang's clean and handsome appearance.

"Do I need to wear a hat? How about washing it and blowing it to fix my shape?" Rong Qing complained bitterly as he pulled Su Zili's paw, "I blow it more and more messily every time, and I don't know how to put on makeup either. "

How did he survive in the entertainment industry for so many years?

Holding Rong Qing's hand to comfort him, Su Zili thought for a moment before saying, "Go and wash, and I'll blow it for you."

"Would you?" Rong Qing frowned suspiciously and looked up and down at Jingui's aloof boyfriend, feeling that he was not very reliable.But after thinking about it, Su Zili seems to have an amazing ability to learn in everything, at least much better than the handicapped himself, "Okay, I'll go now~"

Of course Su Zili would blow dry his hair normally, but it seemed a bit difficult to style Rong Qing so that he would look chic and clean.Su Zili dug out the hair dryer in the guest room and studied the basic usage method.To be on the safe side, I took out my phone and searched for the basic modeling steps.

It doesn't seem to be very difficult, how come going to Rong Qing's place is comparable to learning Buddhist scriptures from the West?Su Zili probably gained confidence, put down his phone, and waited until Rong Qing came out.

Seeing that Su Zili had already taken out the hair dryer and scissors and put them on the table, Rong Qing took a towel and toweled his hair until it was half dry, and walked over with a worried face, "You won't make me a chicken coop, will you?"

When he said this, Rong Qing's hair was still wet, tightly attached to his scalp, dripping water intermittently, and the ends of his hair frizzed everywhere, looking like a big dog after playing with water.

If he is called a chicken nest head like this, the mother chicken will definitely be angry and not want to lay eggs.

"No." Pulling Rong Qing over to sit down, took the towel and wiped off the drops of water from his hair, Su Zili picked up the hair dryer and plugged it in, and ordered, "Close your eyes."

"Do you want to kiss~" Yiyan closed her eyes, even though she knew what to do next, Rong Qing still flirted with her nature.

What answered him was a sudden gust of warm wind on his lips, which seemed to have the smell of shampoo.Rong Qing whimpered and turned his head, pursing his lips tightly for fear that he would do it again.

Su Zili didn't expect him to be so childish, but this was already his limit.After adjusting the wind speed and temperature, he aimed the blower at Rong Qing's head, and while blowing, he used his fingers to penetrate into his hair, gently massaging Rong Qing's hair roots.

The scalp received the warm wind and gentle massage, and Rong Qing suddenly felt that the headache after the hangover was relieved a lot. He narrowed his eyes and moved restlessly, struggling to lean on Su Zili.

"Be quiet, don't move around." Fortunately, Su Zili had the foresight to hold Rong Qing's shoulder in advance to stop him from moving.Otherwise, the wet stain on your pants may expand infinitely, and you will not be able to change your clothes at that time.

"Okay, okay, hurry up..." Rong Qing was so tickled by his teasing, she had to obediently close her eyes and let him caress freely.

How could he have such a passive moment?What an insult to his profligate career!

"Don't worry, it's almost ready." Feeling the feel of his hand, he guessed that it was [-]|[-]% dry, Su Zili put down the hair dryer, picked up the small scissors and comb that he had prepared before, and cleaned up the too long hair in a decent manner. hair.

Due to the rigid requirement, Su Zili bent down to be very close to Rong Qing, and the hot air he exhaled hit Rong Qing's neck warmly, causing him to flinch slightly, and the evil thoughts in his head sprouted again.

Even with his eyes closed, Rong Qing can judge how close they are by the movement and movement.Opening his eyes secretly, he saw Su Zili's waist dangling in front of his eyes.

On weekdays, she would always lie docilely under this person, allowing him to love and torment wantonly. Rong Qing's attention was always on Su Zili's generous arms and... um... some indescribable magnificence.It was a rare opportunity to appreciate President Su's waist from such a close distance, it looked extraordinarily slender under the restraint of the suit.

Feel good, and abs.I don't know when he secretly practiced to get in shape, and he looked thin when he dressed and took off his clothes.Rong Qing thought about it and started to think about it, wondering when Su Zili would let him hug his small waist meekly, and then like this...

With a lot of brain supplementation, Rong Qing's muddy head after a hangover and lack of sleep, suddenly couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion, and stretched his sinful little claws towards Mr. Su's waist...

Su Zili was earnestly trimming his front hair, but he didn't expect him to come out like this, shaking his hand——

'Crack--'

Before Rong Qing realized what the scissors meant, he saw fine strands of hair floating down from his eyes.He raised his head and looked at Su Zili blankly.

President Su put away the scissors calmly, straightened his waist and pulled down Rong Qing's little hand that was still kneading his waist, and said coldly, "I'll find you a hat."

"Huh?" Rong Qing blinked his eyes after realizing it, rushed over and took out his mobile phone, turned on the front camera to take a picture——

Silence for three seconds.

"Ah! Why did you cut me across the board!" Rong Qing stared at the screen wanting to cry without tears, his own bangs were neat, looking like a cute girl, heartbroken and unable to breathe, "I just said, you can't do it ah!"

Su Zili refused to take the blame, he glanced at Rong Qing and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who is to blame?"

Rong Qing didn't dare to scold him, and sniffled aggrievedly.It's a pity that after his body was mutilated, he suffered mentally.

Putting away all the tools, Su Zili looked at Rong Qing's hair left and right, trying to comfort him, "It's actually pretty good, I think many young stars have this hairstyle recently."

"Those little stars are all middle and high school, right?" Rong Qing covered his front and angrily threw away the phone, protesting angrily, "I've transformed! I'm now a tough guy! Tough guy!"

"Okay, tough guy." Seeing that the time was getting late, Su Zili found Rong Qing's clothes and threw them beside him, urging him, "Change quickly, we should go."

"How can I see people like this? Can I start work again next year?" Holding the clothes thrown by Su Zili, Rong Qing looked at him aggrievedly, trying to make the last struggle.

"No." Su Zili refused resolutely. Seeing that he still wanted to fight to the death, he raised his eyebrows and threatened lightly, "If you don't hurry up, I will make you soft as hard as you are."

"..." Rong Qing reacted for half a minute before realizing that Su Zili had probably said something dirty.He happily threw away the clothes in his arms and hugged Su Zili's thighs, rubbed against his suit pants, and said shamelessly, "I'm upset! Please make me soft!"

Threatening Rong Qing in this way is simply a big mistake, Su Zili looked helplessly at Rong Qing who was holding on to his trouser leg, thinking to himself that he might have wiped away that piece of saliva.