intracranial fetters

Cheng Lin doesn't like watching movies very much. Action movies are too fancy, and literary movies are too hypocritical. The only movies he watches are those with Lin Chan.Looking back now, I don't even remember the plots of those movies.

The results of the project that has been busy recently have also come out. Cheng Lin thought maybe he is a little free now, so he thought of Lin Chan.

Thinking of this, Cheng Lin asked his assistant to find a movie to watch. It was a business war movie with a high rating online.

After watching half of Cheng Lin, he stopped watching. Cheng Lin thought, this supporting role's acting skills are not very good, but he looks pretty good-looking.

Cheng Lin's thoughts were soon known by interested people. The director of the economic company directly said that the person would be delivered at night, and repeatedly ensured that the person was clean.

When Cheng Lin returned to his other apartment at night, he saw a person lying on his bed.

His clothes were messy, and his eyes were still covered with cloth, but his hands and feet were not tied.

Cheng Lin smiled, reached out and untied the cloth belt.The person on the bed still had his eyes closed and didn't respond, but his breathing was quite even.

It was obviously sent in an unconscious state, Cheng Lin raised his eyebrows.

After a while, the person on the bed woke up, looking at the unfamiliar environment with panic.

Cheng Lin walked over from the study when he heard the movement, "Are you awake?"

The moment he saw Cheng Lin, his eyes were a little subtle, and he nodded, "Yeah."

"What's your name?"

"Xiachuan, the summer of summer, the river of mountains and rivers."

"Then do you know my name?"

Xia Chuan looked up at Cheng Lin, "Yes, Mr. Chen."

Cheng Lin laughed, and he didn't distinguish between front and back nasal sounds, "Do you all act in movies without distinguishing front and back nasal sounds?"

Xia Chuan turned his head away, "Sometimes I can't tell the difference. I didn't graduate from a major."

"Then how did you become an artist?" Cheng Lin sat on the bed.

"Rely on face."

"Someone is supporting you?"

"No, it's just that a teacher in the circle thinks that I have good qualifications."

Cheng Lin didn't believe it, but he didn't continue the conversation. He just reached out and stroked Xia Chuan's hair, "Do you know what you are going to do today?"

Xia Chuan pursed his lips, unwilling to speak.

"They drugged you, and you don't want to?"

"I didn't know it was you before."

Cheng Lin raised the corner of his mouth, "You are quite smart, what about now?"

Xia Chuan propped himself up, straddled Cheng Lin's waist, rubbed silently, did not speak, and proved his intention with actions.

It was obviously the first time for Xia Chuan, and his flattering movements seemed a bit blunt.

Fortunately, Xia Chuan's body is surprisingly flexible, and he can take any posture he wants.

Xia Chuan endured it at first, biting his lower lip and remained silent, but then he couldn't take it anymore and only hummed once or twice, like a kitten.

Cheng Lin thought it was funny, Lin Chan was not a reserved person in bed, and he was not ambiguous at all when he woke up, but the people under him somehow reminded him of Lin Chan.

Thinking of this, Cheng Lin leaned down and kissed Xia Chuan's back, and the people under him trembled slightly.

It was already noon when Xia Chuan woke up the next day. Cheng Lin sat aside and read the newspaper. When he heard the movement, he glanced at Xia Chuan and put away the newspaper. "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." Xia Chuan nodded.

"Yesterday was your first time?"

Xia Chuan turned his face away, "No."

Cheng Lin smiled, "If it's the first time, I'll let you be the male lead of the next movie, and I'll ask you again now, right?"

Xia Chuan pursed his lips, "Yes."

"Very well, follow me and tell the truth." Cheng Lin nodded with a smile, "You can just call me Cheng Lin from now on."

"Chen Lin?" Xia Chuan tried to shout.

Cheng Lin waved his hands in a good mood, without paying attention to Xia Chuan's front and back nasal voice, "Call me at least once a day from now on."

Xia Chuan nodded.

The first phone call Xia Chuan made to Cheng Lin was when Cheng Lin was in a meeting.

Cheng Lin frowned, but still suspended the meeting to answer the phone, "I thought you would call me at night."

"I have a scene to shoot in a while, and I'm afraid it's too late to finish filming."

"Call me before you go to bed."

Xia Chuan paused for a while before agreeing, "Okay."

"I'm in a meeting now, we'll talk tonight."

Before Xia Chuan could reply, Cheng Lin hung up the phone.

Xia Chuan's scene was filmed until one o'clock in the morning.

After filming, Xia Chuan stared at his phone, as if in a daze.Just as he was debating whether to make a call or not, Cheng Lin called.

"Is the filming over yet?"

"The filming is over." Xia Chuan looked up at the time again.

"Why didn't you call me after the filming?"

Xia Chuan frowned, thinking that he couldn't tell how the man was feeling just by listening to his tone, so Xia Chuan explained, "It's too late, I'm afraid you'll fall asleep."

Cheng Lin smiled softly, "Come here."

"Huh?" Xia Chuan was a little overwhelmed.

"I'm in the next car."

Xia Chuan glanced through the window, "Maybach?"

"Well, come here."

The air conditioner in Cheng Lin's car was fully turned on, and Xia Chuan couldn't help shivering after getting into the car.

"Is it cold?" Cheng Lin raised his eyebrows.

"Fortunately."

Cheng Lin stretched out his hand to turn down the air conditioner,

Xia Chuan's Adam's apple twitched, "Why are you here?"

"I just finished a meeting nearby, so I stopped by to see you."

Xia Chuan wanted to ask who he was meeting with at such a late hour, but he didn't ask.

"If you want to ask anything, just ask." Cheng Lin said.

Xia Chuan frowned and said nothing.

Cheng Lin raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to ask me what kind of meeting I have at this late hour?"

Xia Chuan could only nod his head.

"Something happened to the people under him, and it got a little big. I went to solve it just now."

Xia Chuan bit his lower lip thinking about the meaning of "solve".

Cheng Lin continued, "I came to see you after changing my clothes because I was stained with blood."

Xia Chuan still bit his lower lip.

"Afraid?" Cheng Lin laughed.

"No." Xia Chuan shook his head.

Cheng Lin reached out and rubbed Xia Chuan's hair, "Just kidding, I came here to see you."

Xia Chuan exhaled lightly.

Cheng Lin withdrew his hand, "Do you like to see art exhibitions?"

"I don't understand." Xia Chuan replied truthfully.

"You will like to see it. Come with me to see an art exhibition next Tuesday."

Xia Chuan frowned, "We're going to go out to shoot next week."

"I'll call your director." Cheng Lin started the car and drove towards his villa.

Xia Chuan didn't have a good rest last night, and was busy filming again this afternoon, and fell asleep in the car on the way.

Cheng Lin hugged Xia Chuan out of the car, his steady breath remained unchanged all the way, and he didn't let go until he hugged him to bed.

In fact, Xia Chuan woke up when Cheng Lin hugged him, but he didn't open his eyes, pretending that he was still asleep, and buried his face on Cheng Lin's chest.

Lying on the bed and being stared at by Cheng Lin, who was standing beside him, felt a little uncomfortable, so he pretended to be sleepy and opened his eyes.

This is not the house from yesterday, Xia Chuan looked at the cool-toned decoration around him and asked, "Where is this?"

Cheng Lin looked away and unbuttoned his cuff buttons, "My house, you will live here from now on."

Xia Chuan couldn't react.

Cheng Lin repeated, "From now on, you will live here, try to come back to live here every night, and let the driver take you off when you go to work during the day, and I will take you off when I am free."

Xia Chuan didn't know how he should react, Cheng Lin glanced at Xia Chuan, "Go take a shower when you wake up."

Xia Chuan nodded, and went to the bathroom. Before going in, he asked inexplicably, "Do you want to go together?"

Cheng Lin smiled and shook his head, "I washed it before I found you."

Xia Chuan thought what Cheng Lin would do to him at night, and even cleaned it when he took a shower, but after the two of them lay side by side on the bed for a long time, Cheng Lin didn't even move his fingers.

Xia Chuan was a little sleepy and yawned unconsciously.

"Sleepy?" Cheng Lin asked.

Xia Chuan quickly pulled himself together, "A little bit, but it's okay."

"Sleep when you're sleepy." Cheng Lin turned his back.

Xia Chuan nodded, then hummed again when he thought that the other party could not see him, Xia Chuan turned and faced Cheng Lin.

There was a scar on Cheng Lin's scalp near the ear. Xia Chuan wanted to ask, but felt that he shouldn't ask, so he fell asleep after struggling.

Cheng Lin sighed softly.

Although Xia Chuan didn't understand why Cheng Lin took him to the art exhibition, but he couldn't answer it anyway because Cheng Lin couldn't talk to him when he got there, so he spent the spare time between filming to read more about the art exhibition.

It wasn't until the painting exhibition that Xia Chuan realized that he didn't really come to see the painting.

The person opposite was wearing a light blue linen shirt and looked at Cheng Lin with a smile, "Are you here?"

Cheng Lin nodded, and looked at Xia Chuan with a doting smile on his face, "He likes to visit art exhibitions recently, I'll take him to have a look."

Lin Chan then looked at Xia Chuan and narrowed his eyes, then smiled, "What's the name of this gentleman?"

Cheng Lin took the words, "Xia Chuan, just call him Xiao Chuan."

Lin Chan turned her gaze back to Cheng Lin, but said to Xia Chuan, "I don't know what style Xiao Chuan likes?"

Xia Chuan was thinking about how to make up nonsense, and Cheng Lin said, "He doesn't know what styles of paintings are, but recently he has become interested and wants to visit the art exhibition."

"So you come to accompany him?" Lin Chan raised an eyebrow.

"I'll drop by to take a look." Cheng Lin's smile remained unchanged.

Lin Chan chuckled, "Then you have a good look." After finishing speaking, she went to another place in the art exhibition.

After Lin Chan walked away, Xia Chuan said, "He seems a little unhappy."

Cheng Lin looked at the direction in which Lin Chan was leaving, but shook his head without answering.It was a long time before Cheng Lin said, "I only took you and him to the place where you live now."

Xia Chuan was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes, and smiled, "Thank you, Mr. Chen?"

Cheng Lin didn't look at Xia Chuan, turned around and walked out the door, "As long as you are obedient, I won't treat you badly after he comes back."

Xia Chuan followed, walking behind Cheng Lin on the left.

It was gray outside, and it was silent and cramped.

Sitting in the car following Cheng Lin back to the villa, Xia Chuan remembered a painting in the art exhibition, a red fish pressed against a piece of dull blue.

It's about to rain.

[The author has something to say]: Thank you little angels for your support hehehe