After wearing the book, I let the enemy mark

When Hao Mu proposed to write, Lu Zhaoheng had a bad premonition.

Write a documentary about the lives of two people, and write a cp that ends without a problem?

Not to mention whether this material can be written, and if it is written, can someone read it?

Lu Zhaoheng knew that this was what Hao Mu wanted and what he was afraid of, so he took over Sijiu's account.

What if Sijiu Xiangqian bowed his head and wrote according to what Hao Mu said, and they put it back on again?

Lu Zhaoheng ruthlessly rejected his request, euphemistically saying: Don't write about sadomasochism.

Hao Mu: "..."

Don't write sadomasochism?Didn’t the plot of body abuse and heart abuse in the original Ganqing text come from you?

Hao Mu rolled his eyes and wanted to continue persuading his wife, but suddenly there was an administrator in the group, Aite, who called all members, he clicked accidentally, and the phone interface jumped to the group chat.

... There was a quarrel in the group.

After all, it is the author's fan group, not the group of CP fans. Of course, there are those who crave CP and some who don't. I don't know who got a photo of him and Lu Zhaoheng sitting together on the set of "Heaven and Earth", so the group There was a debate on whether "Zhaomu" is real or not.

Zhengfang: This sweet love, the cp I was talking about is really true!

Discrimination: It’s just a fan art, don’t go up to the master, okay?

Zhengfang: Where did the fanfiction come from if there is no righteous master, why is it hindering you by me talking about my cp?Yoo wrote about my favorite cp, what's wrong with me?

Discrimination: It’s pitiful to deceive oneself and others. Lu Zhaoheng and Hao Mu are originally irreconcilable people.

Hao Mu thought to himself: Yes!

He and Lu Zhaoheng used to be incompatible people.

Zhengfang said again: "If you didn't have it before, it doesn't mean you don't have it now. Are you a black fan?"Didn't you know that the demolition cp was struck by lightning?They walked so close on the set, their relationship must be unusual!

The defense retorted: It's just an ordinary chat, don't over-interpret it, okay?And this picture looks like P!

Hao Mu: Uh... this picture is really not P's.

The picture shows him and Lu Zhaoheng playing the Rubik's Cube in the crew and was secretly photographed. Lu Zhaoheng was playing and he was watching. Lu Zhaoheng had a slight smile on his mouth, and he was staring intently at the Rubik's Cube in his hand with his head half propped up.

If you wear a fan filter, there must be pink bubbles around the two of them.

Hao Mu lost his mind when he looked at it.

So he was so close to Lu Zhaoheng at that time?

Did Lu Zhaoheng smile so happily at that time?

Lu Zhaoheng's profile is really pretty.

Lu Zhaoheng's facial features are really resistant!

Lu Zhaoheng...

When he came back to his senses, the group had already quarreled for a round.

Seeing the emotional excitement of the group of friends, Hao Mu suddenly dismissed the whim of asking the author's wife to write a "documentary".

He really didn't want to be struck by lightning!

Compared with the anger of the group of friends after the CP was demolished, the author's attitude towards him is simply not too gentle.

But the attitude towards him is the attitude towards him, and it doesn't mean that the "author" has no emotions.

Hao Mu read the group chat message, and of course Lu Zhaoheng also read it.

Bianfang's remarks kept reminding him that there was a distance between him and Hao Mu, and the emotional distance hadn't been shortened by the changes in the world, so what are they these days?

Just had to stay with him because he needed his pheromones?

Let go of his closeness just because he is ready to leave this world at any time?

Hao Mu never gave up looking for a way to leave this world?

Hao Mu...does he still not like him?

People who are not confident always have so many small thoughts.

Lu Zhaoheng felt depressed, so he deeply carried out the theme of the "reception" - drinking.

Cup after cup, even he himself didn't know how much he drank.

Jiang Hanyi, who watched the whole process from the sidelines, thought to himself: I'm afraid he hired an alcoholic to be his spokesperson!

A few minutes later, Hao Mu received a call from Jiang Hanyi, saying that Lu Zhaoheng had drunk too much and asked him to answer it.

Hao Mu thought, if there is an assistant following Lu Zhaoheng, there should be no need for him to pick him up, right?

But Jiang Hanyi sent him a photo of Lu Zhaoheng being toasted by a starlet, he couldn't sit still immediately, and asked Xiao Luo to drive away from the villa.

When he arrived at the reception, Lu Zhaoheng had already been moved to the lounge by Jiang Hanyi, probably for the convenience of Hao Mulai to pick him up.

After all, there are many paparazzi in large receptions.

Lu Zhaoheng was not as drunk and unconscious as Hao Mu had imagined. He sat calmly in the room, holding a mobile phone in his hand, resting his elbows on his knees, staring at the ground in a daze.

"What's wrong with him?" Hao Mu asked standing at the door.

As far as he knows, Lu Zhaoheng is a very self-disciplined person and never drinks so much outside.

Jiang Hanyi shrugged at him.

How did he know what happened to this man?It was fine when I came, but suddenly I started drinking stuffy wine.

Hao Mu pushed the door open and walked into the room, the sound of the door opening startled the people in the room.

Lu Zhaoheng raised his head and saw him, a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes: "Why are you here?"

Hao Mu said, "Come pick you up."

"..."

Lu Zhaoheng didn't speak, he seemed to feel a headache, he rubbed his forehead.

Hao Mu stepped forward to help him, without asking any unnecessary questions.

I can't even ask.

Although Lu Zhaoheng looks sober now, he must be drunk in fact.

The whole room was filled with his pheromones, and even the pheromones seemed to smell of alcohol, which made people feel oppressed.

Hao Mu couldn't help but pull him up.

"I'll take him back first."

Jiang Hanyi opened the door, beckoning him to please.

Hao Mu: "..."

When the two of them got into the elevator, Jiang Hanyi closed the door of the room and turned around to see the person walking from the main hall of the reception.

Chu Ming looked in the direction of the elevator: "Going?"

"Yeah." Jiang Hanyi said, "Xiao Mu picked her up."

Chu Ming nodded, walking towards the elevator seemed to be going as well.

Jiang Hanyi quickly grabbed him with his eyes, leaned over and said, "I seem to be a little drunk too, can you pick me up?"

"..."

Chu Ming glanced at him faintly: "You'd better pick up the integrity first."

This is his own villa, what to pick up?

As he spoke, he lifted the person attached to him, and left without looking back.

Jiang Hanyi stood on the spot for a while, shrugged, and returned to the main hall with an unrestrained attitude.

On the other side, Hao Mu dragged Lu Zhaoheng into the car. In the narrow space in the back seat, close to each other, Hao Mu, who was overwhelmed by pheromone, had difficulty breathing.

The pheromones that Lu Zhaoheng released to him were always gentle, but today they were a little heavy.

Is it because of drinking?

Or is it related to Lu Zhaoheng's emotions?

What happened to this man?

Lu Zhaoheng leaned his head sideways on his shoulder, although he was drunk, but fortunately he was not insane, but occasionally rubbed his head against his neck, which gave Hao Mu the illusion that he was hugging a big dog .

Soon the big dog didn't just rub, he probably smelled Hao Mu's pheromone, put his nose up and sniffed it, and even stuck out his tongue to lick it.

Hao Mu trembled sensitively, subconsciously wanting to stop him.

But Lu Zhaoheng seemed to be intrigued, he climbed directly onto his shoulder, pulled off the collar of his shirt, and was about to bite on it.

Hao Mu was shocked, and quickly retracted his neck: "You can't bite now!"

"..."

Lu Zhaoheng looked at him closely, with a dazed expression.

Hao Mu repeated: "Don't bite."

Lu Zhaoheng seemed to understand, and leaned his head on Hao Mu's shoulder again.

Hao Mu: "..."

Drunk Lu Zhaoheng...it's so easy to pass.

He pursed his lips and smiled, and sat up slightly, so that the taller person could lean on him more comfortably.

All the way back to the villa in silence, a gust of cool wind blew when getting off the car, Lu Zhaoheng seemed to be awakened by the wind, and did not completely press on Hao Mu, but even so, Hao Mu helped a 188 man back to the villa. The bedroom on the second floor is also a tired dog choking.

He threw Lu Zhaoheng on the bed, called Sijiu to ask him to prepare sober medicine, and looked at the person on the bed again, knowing that he had work tomorrow, how could this person let himself get drunk?

Sighing, she walked over to undress him.

Hao Mu sat on his knees by the bed, took off his suit jacket, and when he unbuttoned his shirt, he had just unbuttoned the third button. Seeing Lu Zhaoheng's smooth chest muscles, he stretched out his hand out of nowhere.

After being admired for so long, he has never touched it!

Should feel good.

He wanted to pinch it mischievously, but just as his hand was attached, the back of his hand was held down.

"..."

Lu Zhaoheng didn't know when he opened his eyes, and stared at him blankly.

"You... hello!"

His wrist was suddenly tightened, and his body was pulled vigorously. Hao Mu fell onto him and was hit hard.

This touch is really not very good, too hard!

He raised his head in a daze, looking into Shanglu Zhaoheng's deep eyes, his heart moved slightly.

In their current posture, there was a sense of sight that he was forcing Lu Zhaoheng. He lowered his head as if possessed, and lightly bit Lu Zhaoheng's chin.

Lu Zhaoheng didn't move, but his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Two words rolled out of his throat: "Mumu."

Hao Mu swallowed involuntarily, followed him and responded, "What?"

Lu Zhaoheng didn't speak, just put his hand on the back of his head, and then gently exerted force, with a touch of temptation.

The four lips are stuck together like this.

The tip of Lu Zhaoheng's tongue stuck into his mouth, and Hao Mu tasted the taste of the wine, making him want to get drunk.

The bodies of the two gradually heated up. Hao Mu felt Lu Zhaoheng's hand covering the back of his head moving down in a daze. He twisted uncomfortably, and heard a muffled groan from the person under him.

Hao Mu suddenly noticed something, opened his eyes quickly, and tried to get up from Lu Zhaoheng, but was pinned down by a hand on his lower back and couldn't move.

Lu Zhaoheng kissed him for a while, then let him go, held him in his arms and said, "Don't be afraid."

"..."

"I won't force you...don't go back."

The voice behind the sentence was very soft, if it wasn't too quiet in the room, Hao Mu could hardly hear what he said.

Hao Mu was dumbfounded.

Why don't you go back?Where is he going?

When did he say he was going back?

Thinking about it, he was startled suddenly, and listening to Lu Zhaoheng's heartbeat, he suddenly realized that the duration of the syndrome that the doctor said seemed to be coming.

Could it be that Lu Zhaoheng drank too much today because he thought he was leaving?

That's it?That's it?Is this reason worth getting yourself drunk too?

Hao Muhan!

But if his syndrome is cured, he really doesn't need to continue living with Lu Zhaoheng.

Thinking of him, my heart tightened, and I felt a little bit reluctant.

But what if you don't want to?

He can't always take advantage of Lu Zhaoheng's feelings.

The breathing at the top of the head gradually stabilized, Hao Mu tried to raise his head, and the hand holding him had already withdrawn his strength, and he broke free easily.

He looked up at the face of Lu Zhaoheng who had already fallen asleep, lay on Lu Zhaoheng's body, and poked his face with his hand: "Don't like the old Hao Mu, like me."

After speaking, he felt that his behavior was mentally retarded, so he spurned himself, sat up and continued to change clothes for others to sleep.