In the entertainment industry, you are scumbag and I am cheap

Cheng Xiangdong and Han Jiamu walked forward side by side. Although handsome guys with different heights and legs and different styles are not uncommon on campus, they still attracted a lot of attention when they walked together.

Seeing that he was about to reach the school gate, seeing that he was about to go out, he had to reach out to stop him, "Where are you going?"

"It's all nonsense, just follow along, are you afraid that I will sell you?" Cheng Xiangdong glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and the smile on the corner of his mouth looked unbearable.

The more unclear he was, the more resistant Han Jiamu became. He stopped at the door and said, "Where are you going? I still have classes and I don't have time to accompany you."

Cheng Xiangdong grabbed his wrist and tightened his grip, "Where did you get the class? You won't have class all day tomorrow. Come with me. We're going to live together today." He didn't mean anything else by saying this, just to tease the other party Playing, watching a paralyzed face change expression is his bad taste.

Han Jiamu didn't think so, it was because the two of them had helped each other so closely that he couldn't do it if he didn't want to.He looked at Cheng Xiangdong vigilantly, saw that he was going to turn to the back street, and grabbed him again, "Hey, don't you want to sleep with me?"

Cheng Xiangdong raised his eyebrows with a smile, grabbed his wrist with his backhand, leaned over and whispered: "You understand quite well, have you been to this street? Tsk tsk tsk, you can't tell, big wood." The eyes looked up and down between the opponent's legs, especially malicious.

Their university is not far from the city center. This situation has created a few streets around the school full of feasting lights, opening multiple outlets for restless youth.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"Look, you still don't admit it. I just wanted to ask you out to play a game all night, but what was on your mind? What's the matter? Are you satisfied with my five-finger brother? It's not like I can't satisfy you anymore." He Move forward, cheap.

Knowing that he had played tricks on him, Han Jiamu became furious and raised his hand to press his face, covering his pursed mouth with his palm, and pushed back.

Cheng Xiangdong was pushed back by him, but he didn't let go of him. Their postures were too much like close friends who were fighting. If Han Jiamu's expression wasn't so smelly, it would be reflected in the big big boy not far behind them. The light box is really exciting.

"You are too strong. Fortunately, my whole face is original, otherwise my nose would have been flattened by you." He rubbed his nose and mouth, and glared at Han Jiamu.

Tightly pursing his lips, Han Jiamu rubbed his fingertips behind his back. He had to admit that although this guy was hideous, his skin was really good, smooth and delicate, and his face was unexpectedly soft, and he felt very good in the hand.

For a moment, what he thought was that the other person's skin seemed to be quite slippery, and he had touched it before, and then he blushed, his ears and neck were red.

Cheng Xiangdong's eyes were so good, and after seeing his abnormal reaction, he pushed his nose and face. The height of the two was almost the same. Han Jiamu said that he was two or three centimeters taller than him.

There are almost two kinds of subconscious reactions when someone rushes over, one is to catch it, the other is to push it out. The two of them were standing close to each other, but Cheng Xiangdong suddenly rushed over again. He wanted to avoid it, but was hugged firmly.

There was a moment of panic, and he wanted to open his mouth to scold him, but his nimble tongue took advantage of it.

This is his first kiss!

It was the first kiss for him, but not for Cheng Xiangdong. He was "trained" by Cao Xu so proficiently that he could only defend against Cao Xu, but he was definitely an offensive side against a rookie like Han Jiamu.

At a young age, even if he hated his body in his heart, it was the most real. When Han Jiamu felt that his hands were about to grab between his legs, he pushed him away.

Staring at Cheng Xiangdong angrily, he rubbed his hand against his mouth vigorously.

Cheng Xiangdong looked at him with squinted eyes, his breathing was a little short of breath, and after being stared at by him, he felt numbness running from his spine to his scalp. He grabbed Han Jiamu's wrist and turned around, striding directly towards the big light box. Go to the hotel.

There were people and cars passing by on the street, and the two of them stood in the dark and moved only for a moment, without being noticed by others, but now Cheng Xiangdong dragged him straight to the hotel, which aroused the curiosity of many people.

After all, even gay people would not be so blatant if they want to open a room, so let alone people on the road, even the little waiter in front of the hotel reception desk was stunned.

Han Jiamu struggled to shake off Cheng Xiangdong's hand, turned around and walked out.

Cheng Xiangdong smiled at the little waiter who hadn't had time to ask. He also felt that the environment of this place was really bad, so he went out with Han Jiamu.

Looking around at the door, seeing that Han Jiamu had strode back, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

Han Jiamu's cell phone rang, and he didn't need to look to know it was Cheng Xiangdong. He didn't want to answer it at first, but when he thought that the other party was keeping his little secret, he panicked, so he answered the phone angrily and didn't say a word.

"You know Jin Hui, I'll open a room to wait for you, it doesn't matter if you don't come, anyway, I didn't secretly kiss our elementary school boy." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone without a word of nonsense, he was sure that Han Jiamu would come.

Cheng Xiangdong admits that he is despicable, but so what?

Why do I care so much about you, but you care about others?It's fine if you don't care about me, but I'm holding on to it, and it's not my style not to make good use of it.

Han Jia's hands were trembling with anger, but he could only be angry at Cheng Xiangdong's despicableness instead of going back to school regardless.As long as he still cares about Lu Le's attitude towards him, he can't let the fact that he secretly kissed her be exposed.

Cheng Xiangdong also knew this, so he manipulated him so arrogantly, which made him even more hateful in Han Jiamu's heart.

So what, who cares?

They're all big men, if they don't fight for what they want, they'll argue with them about what's wrong and what's wrong, what's the point.It's better to go directly, don't worry about whether it succeeds or not, at least I can say that I worked hard.

After receiving the room card from the receptionist, Cheng Xiangdong sent a message to Han Jiamu and went straight to the elevator.Since he has already regarded him as a despicable and shameless person if he didn't do anything, why should he do nothing?He is not happy to be given such a name for nothing.

Outside the Jinhui Business Hotel, Han Jiamu looked down at the 1314 displayed on the phone screen, feeling a little dazed.

on purpose?

Cheng Xiangdong didn't care so much at all. After sending out the room number, he thought about it and sent another one: Come within 10 minutes, I'll take a shower first, wait for you~

Han Jiamu felt a sense of cheapness blowing towards his face, which instantly seriously injured him.

Cheng Xiangdong didn't say what's wrong if you don't come, anyway, his feet are on his legs, so if he doesn't come, he won't come, and he can't use a rope to pull him over.

But Han Jiamu didn't think so. He made up a series of subsequent states in his brain, and decisively entered the hotel and went straight to the elevator.

Cheng Xiangdong didn't care about the problem that the other party couldn't enter the door when he went to take a bath. After washing, he wrapped the towel and opened the door. When he saw the person standing outside the door with a dark face, he raised his eyebrows pretending to be surprised, "I Thought you wouldn't come up."

Han Jiamu's face was livid, his eyes glanced at his naked upper body, and then moved away in embarrassment.

Cheng Xiangdong motioned for him to enter the house, close the door and lock it.

"Do you want to take a shower first?" He poured a glass of water, and glanced at the other person's body, "Wash clean."

Han Jiamu clenched his fists, but went straight to the bathroom without saying a word.

Touching his chin, he tilted his head, so happy?

Han Jiamu dawdled in the bathroom for about an hour, and he didn't know if he had rubbed off a layer of skin. Anyway, when he came out of the bathroom, Cheng Xiangdong swallowed his saliva.

This figure is more attractive than myself.

He curled his lips and snorted unconvinced, so what if he is worth seeing, he is going to be eaten by the young master!

Han Jiamu didn't talk nonsense with him, he thought it over in the bathroom just now, it's not just about going to bed, it's not about letting him do things that violate the law and discipline, there is nothing he can't bear.

He thought so, but when he was pulled down by Cheng Xiangdong and lay on the bed, feeling the man's hand touch his body inch by inch, the reluctance in his heart resurfaced.

Cheng Xiangdong didn't bother to care about his reluctance. At the moment, his little brother turned up his spirits, lying on Han Jiamu's body and licking the two spots on his chest, and the raised brother gently teased him on his thigh.

Han Jiamu didn't want to be physically honest, but he couldn't be honest. He felt it, especially when Cheng Xiangdong took his hand and put it on his little brother, his brother was also upright and stiff.

"Hmm..." The two brothers who were equally tough were held together, the feeling of skin-to-skin contact was so different from the feeling of just holding it with hands, Han Jiamu couldn't help snorting.

Cheng Xiangdong put one hand on his shoulder, leaned over to kiss his slightly wrinkled brows, the tip of his nose, his lips, and the movements under his hands didn't stop. The sticky liquid flowing out from the small holes on his head made both A hard stick is even more sticky and slippery.

Han Jiamu's body trembled as he sucked the tip of his tongue, and he raised his hand unconsciously to rub against the opponent's waist.

Feeling the softening of his body, Cheng Xiangdong was overjoyed and became more presumptuous. He let go of the hand that was serving the two little brothers, and touched his ass.

Han Jiamu's body froze, followed by embarrassment and anger.

He squeezed Cheng Xiangdong's waist tightly with both hands, and he rolled over and knocked him down.

Cheng Xiangdong was still a little dazed when he was pressed on the bed, his mind didn't turn around for a while, but after feeling the hands rubbing his buttocks, his lost mind came back again.

"Han Jiamu, what are you doing!" He was nervous because he knew what was bumping around in his place without even thinking about it.

Looking at the tight hole, Han Jiamu swallowed, and said in a hoarse voice, "I promised to sleep with you, but I didn't promise to be fucked by you." He rubbed the hole with his right thumb, trying to help him relax.

"you dare!"

"Well, I dare." With his thumb knuckles squeezed in, Han Jiamu held down his body as he was about to get up, and poked hard.

"Will you know it? It hurts like hell!"