After Transmigrating into the President Wen of Dog Blood [Quick Transmigration]

Lu Rong doesn't have many roles in the script, but it runs through the beginning and end of the movie.

On the day the production team wrapped up, everyone gathered together. Lu Rong originally didn't like excitement, but was dragged by his manager Chen Hua to attend.

The seafood buffet was eaten that night, and the crew gave out their wallets for the whole show.

Feng Xinglang peeled a big lobster, dipped it in sauce, put it on Lu Rong's bowl, and said with a smile: "Baby, are you hungry, eat a prawn."

The eyes from all around looked over, Lu Rong didn't say anything, just picked it up and ate it expressionlessly.

Feng Xinglang leaned into Lu Rong's ear and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Lu Rong shook his head, "The meat is old."

Feng Xinglang took two mouthfuls of lobster meat from Lu Rong, chewed it with great interest, and nodded: "It's really not tender enough."

The director laughed out loud: "You two are too busy spreading dog food, come on, let's have a toast and celebrate the successful completion of the script."

The wine glass was filled with red wine, Lu Rong stared at the half glass of wine in the transparent glass, and was about to ask the system if he wanted to drink it, but Feng Xinglang poured all the red wine in Lu Rong's glass into himself In the cup, I poured him another cup of hot black tea, picked up the wine glass that was almost overflowing, touched everyone's glasses, and said with a smile: "Lu Rong is allergic to alcohol, so I will drink his cup for him. "

"Brother Feng, we won't recognize you unless you drink it all in one sitting." One of them booed.

"Drink it up, drink it up," Feng Xinglang really drank it all in one go, and sat down without changing his face.

The booing became louder and louder, "Brother Feng, when are you getting married? We're also discussing what to give as a congratulatory gift."

Feng Xinglang glanced at Lu Rong, and the smile in his eyes faded, "As long as Rong Rong agrees, I can get married anytime."

Lu Rong: "..."

Everyone laughed, but did not continue the topic, as if they were not used to making jokes about Lu Rong.

Holding the red wine, Qin Yue got up from his seat, walked straight to Lu Rong, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Rong Rong, take a step to talk."

Lu Rong frowned, then said coldly, "Okay."

Feng Xinglang clicked his tongue disdainfully: "What can't be said here, very alone?"

Qin Yue said with a smile: "Of course it's a whisper, I can't let you hear it."

Feng Xinglang changed his face instantly, grabbed Lu Rong's arm forcefully, and said in a deep voice, "Don't go with him."

Qin Yue stared at Feng Xinglang: "You are too lenient."

Feng Xinglang sneered: "So what, if it's yours, I don't even bother to take care of it."

Qin Yue ignored Feng Xinglang, turned his head to look at Lu Rong, his voice softened, "Rong Rong, I'll wait for you at that table."

Lu Rong moved his chair and stood up, but his arms were squeezed even tighter.

The expression on Feng Xinglang's face was very ugly, "Lu Rong, I'm not allowed to go with him."

Lu Rong stretched out his hand to cover his hand, opened his hand, and looked directly at him calmly: "I'll be back soon."

Feng Xinglang watched him walking towards Qin Yue unwillingly, feeling mad with jealousy.

Lu Rong took two steps and then stopped, looked back at Feng Xinglang, smiled unexpectedly and said, "Don't worry."

Feng Xinglang stared at his back in a daze, the two words he said to himself just now kept echoing in his mind, he was stunned for a moment, the smile returned to his face, sat down with peace of mind, waved to the crowd, "What are you looking at me for?"

Everyone laughed and said: "It's nothing, let's drink, come, come, cheers."

Feng Xinglang drank a few cups and came to the director's side, lowered his voice and asked, "Why is he here?"

The director had a half-smile: "Who is he?"

Feng Xinglang touched his shoulder unhappily, "If you know what you're asking, who else is there, that guy surnamed Qin."

"Oh, you said Qin Yue, he is the singer of the movie's theme song and interlude, so he is naturally also invited to the party." The director pouted forward, "Your Lu Rong is back, you don't want to pick up one catch?"

Feng Xinglang put down his cup and left, and went straight to Lu Rong, "Baby, what did that guy ask you for?"

Lu Rong spread out his palms, revealing five concert tickets, "He said he gave me the tickets he owed me last time, and he gave me three more tickets."

Feng Xinglang asked after a while: "Do you want to go to that guy's concert?"

"I have his record, it's the same when listening to it at home." Lu Rong handed the ticket to Feng Xinglang, "Give it away, don't waste it."

Feng Xinglang happily took it, "Don't worry, you've already spoken, I'm sure I won't throw it away, I'll give it to Chen Hua, and my assistant and driver, let them see it."

Lu Rong nodded: "Whatever."

After the two returned to the dining table, a new round of drinking began again.

Feng Xinglang wanted to block Lu Rong's wine. He was so drunk that he went to the bathroom to vomit once before he sobered up. He hugged Lu Rong staggeringly and refused to let go. Can't hear what he's thinking.

Lu Rong couldn't take it anymore, and dragged Feng Xinglang away.

Seeing the two of them coming out, the driver was about to take Feng Xinglang from Lu Rong, but Feng Xinglang suddenly opened his eyes, and he held onto Lu Rong tightly.

Drunkards are the most troublesome existence.

Lu Rong took a deep breath, resisted the urge to kick him, moved him into the car with great effort, and then got up by himself.

Feng Xinglang kept smirking, staring at Lu Rong intently, "Honey, go to my house tonight."

Lu Rong ignored him, raised his head and asked the driver, "How far is his house from here?"

The driver replied respectfully: "Brother Feng's house is only three kilometers away from here, very close."

Lu Rong said without hesitation: "Go to his house tonight."

The driver nodded: "Okay, I'll turn around now."

Ten minutes later, the car stopped in a high-end residential area.

Lu Rong helped the crooked Feng Xinglang to a large door, glanced at the electronic lock, shook his arm and asked, "What's the password."

Feng Xinglang said in a daze, "It's your birthday."

Lu Rong: "..."

Lu Rong rolled his eyes and asked in his mind: "System, when is my birthday?"

System: "It's the birthday of the host in the real world."

Lu Rong was stunned: "Is it also the 25th day of the first lunar month?"

After getting the system's affirmative answer, Lu Rong freed one hand to input the four numbers 0125, and found that the password was incorrect. He frowned and pressed 125 again. The password was still clearly wrong on the screen.

Lu Rong asked Feng Xinglang coldly, "Tell me what the password is, hurry up."

Feng Xinglang smiled lowly: "My birthday X your birthday."

Lu Rong: "..."

Feng Xinglang thought for a while, tilted his head and said, "0819X0125"

Lu Rong was powerless to complain, cursed fiercely in his heart, entered the number he said, and with a ding, the heavy anti-theft door opened.

Feng Xinglang was half-embraced by Lu Rong and entered the door. Most of his body's weight was leaning on the other party's body. His feet were unsteady, and he wrapped his arms around Lu Rong's waist and rolled into a ball on the ground.

Lu Rong was pressed under him, and his eyelids twitched speechlessly. This guy must be pretending to be drunk, otherwise why would he rub his eyes there? !

Feng Xinglang buried his head on Lu Rong's chest, squinted his eyes and said, "Honey, shall we do it once?"

The muscles on Lu Rong's face moved, his expression almost broke, and he forced himself to make up for it. He smelled the smell of alcohol, and said coldly: "It smells bad, go take a bath."

Feng Xinglang's eyes lit up obviously, he turned over and rolled to the ground next to him, looked at Lu Rong who immediately got up from the ground, staggered up from the ground, and went to the bathroom drunkenly.

Lu Rong glanced at the hall, and his eyes were attracted by a huge photo wall, all of which were his own photos, which were carefully printed and framed.

He stared at the photo curiously for a while, only to hear a loud bang coming from the bathroom. Lu Rong was startled and hurried to the bathroom.

In the bathroom, the warm water from the shower hung like a waterfall, rushing to the ground and splashing a few small splashes. Feng Xinglang sat on the ground wearing wet clothes, his eyes were much clearer, and he stared at Lu Rong with an aggrieved expression, "Baby, Come and give me a hand."

Could it be that the sound just now was the sound of him wrestling?

Lu Rong looked at his butt sympathetically, stretched out his hand to pull him up, "Does it hurt?"

Feng Xinglang nodded: "It hurts to death, my baby rubs it for me."

Lu Rong raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you drunk?"

"I woke up when I fell down and got drunk." Feng Xinglang answered without changing his face, clutching his buttocks, and then frowned in pain, "It hurts to death, baby, rub it for me quickly."

Lu Rong glanced at the tight arc outlined by the wet trousers, which was quite trendy, and turned his eyes away to the running shower: "Wash it quickly, I'm going out."

Pretend, you continue to pretend, I want to see how long you can pretend.

Feng Xinglang stopped in front of Lu Rong in an instant, moved his hands away from his buttocks, blinked and said, "Okay, I lied to you, I didn't fall down or get drunk just now, I just wanted to hurry up with you Come back and take a bath together."

Lu Rong: "..."

I know you are uneasy and kind.