Hello slag Gong, I'm cheap

Su Mingzhe lay on the bed, squinted at Qiao Ziyi who was constantly moving on him, and said with a smile, "You are such a little fairy."

Qiao Ziyi lifted her fair neck, groaned and replied, "Mmm...husband...you come here...I'm out of strength."

Su Mingzhe turned over and pressed him under him, resisting his temper, and asked him in a hoarse voice, "How do you want me to come? Make it clear."

Qiao Ziyi hooked his uninjured right leg around Su Mingzhe's waist, pulled Su Mingzhe closer to him, looked at him pitifully with red eyes, and called him wronged, "Husband, give it to me quickly."

Su Mingzhe wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes distressedly, "Why are you crying again?"

Qiao Ziyi held his hand, pressed it against her cheek, and said ambiguously, "Honey, I like you to make me cry. Come on, do it. Wreck me, I belong to you alone."

Su Mingzhe buried himself in it, confronted him knowingly and asked, "How can I hurt you? Is this enough?"

Qiao Ziyi said in a crying voice, "Husband, that's it. Penetrate me hard."

******

When Tang Yifeng came to shout for the morning, the fighting situation inside the door was still fierce. He could hear the sound of the two lounging. Shouting. Bed from the door. Why is this damn hotel not soundproof at all?

He stood awkwardly at the door with a dazed expression on his face. He couldn't understand why Qiao Ziyi appeared here. He looked down at his phone with a wooden face. It was 07:30.

Today, to shoot Xiuzhen's makeup photo, the actors must arrive at the scene at eight o'clock, and the time on the road is already too late.

With trembling hands, Tang Yifeng gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to ring the doorbell.

There was a tinkling sound from inside, and after a long time, the door was opened, Su Mingzhe was wearing a white bathrobe, rubbed his sore eyes and yawned and said, "Good morning, Brother Tang. "

Tang Yifeng glanced at the dark circles under Su Mingzhe's eyes, and blamed him, "You know you're going to take a makeup photo today, tell me how many layers of concealer you need to apply under your eyes like this!"

Su Mingzhe said apologetically, "Brother Tang, I'm sorry, I'll try applying a tea bag."

Tang Yifeng grabbed him and urged, "My little ancestor, don't mess with those moths, get dressed quickly, and you can see what time it is, fortunately, I asked the assistants to wait in the car first. Otherwise... you can really be a demon."

Su Mingzhe smiled awkwardly, "Brother Tang, wait for me for a while, I get dressed very quickly, 2 minutes 2 minutes!"

Qiao Ziyi was already dressed at this time, he hopped to the door, poked his head out and asked curiously, "Tang Yifeng, what are you doing here?"

Tang Yifeng stared at Qiao Ziyi in a daze, Qiao Ziyi's seductive groans echoed in his mind, his face turned red, after all, when he was with Song Muran, he had never called the bed like this, and he didn't know that it was okay so called.

Long experience.

After being dazed for a while, Tang Yifeng stumbled and said, "That... Qiao Dong, I... came to take Su Zuzong to take a makeup photo, it was too late, so... I didn't mean it."

Qiao Ziyi was unexpectedly good-tempered, he licked his dry lips, and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's really getting late, why don't I go with you, anyway, I won't be able to go back to the board meeting today anyway. "

Tang Yifeng lowered his head, "That... Qiao Dong, do you want to get you a new dress, this one of yours..."

Qiao Ziyi looked down at his white shirt, and it was indeed a bit torn by Su Mingzhe. He pursed his lips and kept laughing, "No, I'll just wear Su Mingzhe's."

As soon as the words fell, Qiao Ziyi turned around and shouted into the room, "Mingzhe, how many clothes did you bring?"

Su Mingzhe flipped through the suitcase and said, "I brought two shirts and two sweater jackets, what's wrong."

Qiao Ziyi happily jumped over, hooked Su Mingzhe's neck in front of Tang Yifeng, and said coquettishly, "Put one on for me, and I will go with you too."

Su Mingzhe held Qiao Ziyi firmly, and whispered in his ear, "I prefer you not wearing anything."

Qiao Ziyi patted him on the back, "Don't be so hungry and thirsty all the time, put it on for me, I want to wear your black shirt."

Su Mingzhe raised his head and glanced at Tang Yifeng, Tang Yifeng turned his back in embarrassment, with a sensible look that you just treat me like air.

Su Mingzhe took off Qiao Ziyi's white shirt, looked at the clear hickey marks left by him, and was quite proud. He put his fingertips on Qiao Ziyi's cherry red, and said with a smile, "You here... yesterday It’s also very sensitive, I’ll yell when I touch you, if you want me to learn it for you.”

Qiao Ziyi said with an unsteady breath, "Stop making trouble, you know I can't help it."

Su Mingzhe kissed Qiao Ziyi's face, and dressed him without looking sideways.

Qiao Ziyi lay paralyzed in his arms, not wanting to move.

Su Mingzhe hugged him horizontally, walked to the door and said to Tang Yifeng who was staring at the ceiling in a daze, "Brother Tang, let's go."

Tang Yifeng took out a pair of sunglasses from his bosom, put them on for Su Mingzhe, and said, "Ancestor, you are going to show your face and hug Qiao Dong out like this, stop making trouble."

Su Mingzhe smirked, "I forgot...Brother Tang, you are so careful."

Tang Yifeng stared at Su Mingzhe blankly, "It's not that I'm careful, it's that your ancestors are too careful, or you can change your career, and take advantage of the tepid situation so that you can escape."

Qiao Ziyi poked his head out of Su Mingzhe's arms when he heard this, and said dissatisfiedly to Tang Yifeng, "Are you bored with your life? Ask Mingzhe to change his career? What are you going to do? I'm going to fight you for a job?"

Tang Yifeng stopped immediately, and walked quietly behind them.

He must have owed this kid Su Mingzhe in his previous life.

*******

After arriving at the underground garage, Su Mingzhe gently put Qiao Ziyi into the car. Just as he was about to follow up, someone patted him behind him. He turned around and saw that it was Lu Qingxiu.

Wearing a well-trimmed suit, Lu Qingxiu stood tall and tall and smiled warmly at him, "Su Sansui, you're late enough, you don't know if it's too late."

Su Mingzhe glanced at Qiao Ziyi. Qiao Ziyi was playing with his mobile phone with his head down. He was very happy. He didn't see Lu Qingxiu, so he closed the car door, blocked it from the window, and greeted Lu Qingxiu politely, "Brother Lu, you are also very kind late."

Lu Qingxiu approached him, pulled off his sunglasses, then leaned down and whispered in his ear, "I've been waiting for you, that's why I'm late."

Su Mingzhe staggered away in embarrassment, "Brother Lu, you really know how to joke, what are you waiting for me, we don't take the same car."

Lu Qingxiu looked into Su Mingzhe's eyes firmly, stretched out his fingertips to touch the dark bags under his eyes, and said distressedly, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Su Mingzhe took two steps back, leaned against the car door and said, "No, I slept pretty well. See you on set, Brother Lu. I'll take a step first."

After Su Mingzhe said this, he quickly opened the door and got into the car, and then closed the door with lightning speed.

Seeing his panicked appearance, Lu Qingxiu just smiled and didn't say anything else. When Su Mingzhe's car was far away, he turned around and walked towards his assistant, asking in a low voice, "Did you take the picture?"

The assistant nodded, "Brother Lu, don't worry, we've taken pictures."

Lu Qingxiu smiled slyly, "That's good, I'll treat you to dinner later."

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