gold master kidney is not good

31.

I can proudly say that our Sanshi is the hottest niche in recent years, bar none.

Ji Lei was the runner-up of the last "Sing for Dream SFD" draft competition, that is, Mr. No. [-] of "SingForDream", although I think the one who won the championship must have a background, because in our opinion, he is not as good as the singer in terms of singing skills. Shang Sanshi, in terms of handsome appearance, ability to control the field and the number of fans, was still inferior to Sanshi. A judge in their competition for the championship that year had a very good comment. He called Sanshi "a child favored by God".

Because Ji Lei was the youngest among the contestants in that year, but he was the most talented one.

So there is no doubt that Ji Lei made an exception and was signed by Huanuo Entertainment after the SFD game.

In the following years, Ji Lei released albums and filmed TV dramas. With his clear voice that can adapt to multiple ranges, and his handsome face that is always cheerful and smiling, he instantly killed fans from the age of [-] to [-]. His fans call themselves "Stone", calling himself his most solid backing.

Xiao Sanshi, who we watched growing up, has grown into a young man loved by many people, but in our eyes, he is still the young man who calls us "brother".

I fondly stroked the little boy who had finished singing and was sipping a glass of sour lemon juice in front of the bar.

Ji Lei accidentally raised his head and saw my gaze, he trembled all over, and almost couldn't hold the cup firmly in his hand, "Brother John, why are you looking at me like that, like a pig farmer is looking at a piglet waiting to be slaughtered?" Yes, people who look at it are hairy..."

I:"……"

What a broken metaphor, no one compares himself to a pig!And I'm not a pig breeder, okay?Wouldn't the benefactor become the beneficiary of the pig raiser?Ah, my eyes are so hot from my own imagination...

It seems that language is really Sanshi's shortcoming.

Ji Lei didn't pay attention to my glaring stare, and continued to show me the empty glass in his hand with a good-looking face, "Brother, I'm done drinking, I want another glass! "

Me: ...Wait, wasn't the glass full just now?

I took the cup from his hand and ordered him, "Today's share is gone, and I won't be afraid of my stomach flustering after drinking so much sour."

"Ah..." Ji Lei, who had lost his sour juice, immediately slumped on the bar counter like a dead fish that had been sucked dry in an instant, and looked at me eagerly with two bright eyes that were not dead at all. I am indifferent to the trick.

Ji Lei, who found that this trick was ineffective, stood up straight, "Okay, it's getting late, brother, I'll go back first."

Well, I realized that it was almost time for me to go back. I imagined the benefactor who was waiting for me under the dim light by the head of the bed at home, and I might still look up and smile gently, and my heart was suddenly filled with excitement.

I greeted Ah James, changed my uniform, and took the elevator out with Ji Lei.

"Sanshi, how are you going back later?"

"Me?" Ji Lei shook his mobile phone with the WeChat chat page open in his hand, "I asked my assistant to pick me up when I was drinking lemon juice, and now I think I have arrived at the door...... Ah, I If you see him, let's take a step first brother."

Waving goodbye to Ji Lei, I saw him turn around after getting into the silver car. At this time, a low-key black car drove up next to me. I was poking my head to see if it was Uncle Zhang through the glass. , the window above the driver's seat was lowered, revealing Uncle Zhang's familiar face, "Mr. Jiang, get in the car."

Me: "..." Every time Uncle Zhang calls Mr. Jiang, there is always an indescribable awkwardness.

I endured the feeling of disobedience and opened the car door. After I sat in and closed the door, I found a figure sitting next to me. I was so frightened that my head hit the roof of the car with a "bang". The pain made me cry. .

When I hit the roof of the car with my head, that person subconsciously moved towards me, as if he wanted to protect my fragile head, but he couldn't make it in time.

While I told Uncle Zhang who was driving ahead, I was fine, and at the same time, I saw the recognizable handsome face of the gold master through the passing street lights one by one.

I:……

It seems that I am acting stupid in front of the funder, what should I do? I am in a hurry!

Tell me, will the benefactor think that I am so stupid and unpretentious, and love me a little more?

32.

I rubbed the bag on my head, grinned in pain and looked at the Yunnan Baiyao spray in front of me, then picked it up and sniffed it close to my nose, only to frown from the smoke.

Can I spray it on my head like this? What if I smoke the benefactor further away?

I imagined that I put my head in the arms of the benefactor, but the benefactor just fell over my shoulder and put my head on the ground, the tragic scene of silent men and women crying.

Sadly, I grabbed Yunnan Baiyao, and quietly stuffed it into my clothes pocket. Who would have thought that I would be caught by the benefactor who just came back from taking the ice pack.

Me: ... What kind of character is my horse riding?

I had no choice but to pretend nothing had happened and took out the half-stuffed Yunnan Baiyao. The emoticon passed on to me by the brain-filling fat subbacteria: Gold Master, let me show you a big baby.jpg

Hey hey hey.

The gold master applied an ice pack to the big bump on my head, and my scalp almost spasmed from the cold, and the picture in my brain flew away, I flinched reflexively, and let out a "hiss" in my mouth.

"do not move."

Because of the relatively close distance, the heat of the benefactor's words was sprayed on my sensitive ears. Now, without the benefactor's order, my whole body will automatically become stiff.

"Hold on," I stretched out my paw obediently, and the patron took the spray from my other hand, "Have you removed it?"

I was about to shake my head, but just as I was about to shake it, I realized that I had an ice pack on my head, so I quickly stopped, "No."

So the beneficiary helped me remove the medicine. I stared at the benefactor's focused face, and felt that the benefactor was really handsome. Seeing something indescribable, I immediately turned my eyes away, looking at the sky and the earth, but not at the handsome benefactor in front of me.

From the corner of my eye, I saw that the benefactor had already removed the medicine, so I took the initiative to remove the ice pack from my head, poked my head towards the benefactor, and signaled that I was completely ready to spray the medicine.

However, my head encountered resistance during the process of probing, as if the hand of the benefactor pushed the top of my head, because he was very careful to avoid the big bag, so he pushed my forehead.

Me: ...I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

"Apply it for a while." The gold master took the ice pack in my hand and pressed it on my big bag again. I raised my eyes to look at him with difficulty, and I happened to see the smile in his eyes. He caught my eye and pretended to pick up the phone, probably for information on how to make the big bag go away, because he said, "Leave it on for 5 minutes."

Me: The benefactor laughed and I suddenly got a little proud and wanted to sell it again. What's the matter with stupidity?Am I hopeless for this servility?

I secretly covered my heart, which was beating so fast and had a tendency to ignite spontaneously, by the posture of being held down by the benefactor, wondering if it was broken, and the ice pack was still applied on my head, why did my face burn?

Xiao Yuan's remarks were long forgotten by me in the country of Java, and my mind was full of the cold handsome face of the gold master and those eyes with a gentle smile.

Something bad happened.

I suddenly found that my whole body is a little soft now, only one place tends to be hard.

I tried my best to shift my attention to the ice pack on my head that was warmed by me. Just when I thought it was going to be effective, the benefactor removed the ice pack.

I don't!give me back!You know that was the straw that broke the camel's back? Hun Dan!

It's a pity that if the gold master can hear the cry in my heart, there will be ghosts. He turned me around calmly and rationally, and then asked me to close my eyes and spray the medicine on my head. Say, "It's best not to sleep toward the ceiling today, to avoid the wound."

I continued to shout in my heart: Please don't be so gentle!Do not pity me!I am not a delicate flower, I can withstand the baptism of the storm!bring it on!

However, the character design of the white lotus betrayed me. I blinked my eyes at a 45-degree angle and held back the tears and nodded obediently.

The collapse of human design is imminent!If I don't collapse, when will I be able to eat the gold master?I sat in the bathtub and looked up at the little brother who greeted me, thinking about the beautiful body of the gold master's six-pack abs in his head, and finally came to this conclusion.

But now I had no choice but to wrong it, I decisively and cruelly turned on the shower in my hand and adjusted it to cold water, closing my eyes and rushing towards it.

My little brother's dying wailing was blocked in my throat.

Pack myself up and go out, my feet are soft when I step out of the bathtub, if I do it a few more times, I will definitely become a disabled person.

The benefactor on the bed is still busy with business as usual today, and the dim bedside lamp still looks so good on that face, I licked the face of Yan Dang silently for a while, then tremblingly got into the position on my side Lie down, under the cold quilt, the heat coming from the benefactor's side is very warm.

Even the heat seduces me!This day can't be passed!

I really want to sleep on the warm chest of the benefactor... I thought in a daze.

32.5【Small Theater-Wish】

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