occupy boyfriend

"Get out of here." Song Jin was directly annoyed, this man is so shameless, whoever wants to eat your food, just get angry!

Xing Likun stopped messing with him, stood upright, handed things to others, Song Jin was skillful in chopping vegetables and carrying pots, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, showing a piece of Bai Shengsheng's arms, he lived in the house all year round, His skin, which is fairer than ordinary people, turned into a milky color in a daze. Fortunately, he still has a few taels of flesh on his body. He is lean and capable, and he doesn't look thin.

He cooked three dishes and one soup, all of which were home-cooked, without much fancy, salt and pepper mushrooms, stir-fried broccoli, beef stew with potatoes, plus a tomato and egg soup, and it was ready to serve when the rice was cooked.

This cooking skill was practiced by him for Han Sheng back then, but unfortunately he was still looked down upon by others after he learned it, and had to eat takeaway all day long. Song Jin often made it himself and ate it himself. No one appreciates it, so he just wanted to save money.

But it was different when it came to the old Xing's house. Xing Likun and Xing Lele were eating and snoring, which gave Song Jin a special sense of accomplishment.

Xing Lele had rice dregs hanging on his chin, and he couldn't catch the potato cubes, so he poked around with his chopsticks, "Uncle, help me!"

Xing Likun deliberately teased him, "How did your father teach you to do it yourself?"

"You hate it." Xing Lele snorted softly, jumped off the stool with the bowl in his arms, and went to his aunt.

Song Jin hugged the child on his lap, poured a few spoonfuls of vegetable soup on the rice, mixed all kinds of vegetables in it, he liked to eat this way when he was a child, it saves effort and is delicious, Xing Lele doesn't have to rush to eat, proudly Looking at his uncle, he chewed slowly with a small spoon.

After dinner, Xing Likun took the initiative to wash the dishes, Song Jin hugged Xing Lele to watch TV and children's channels, the child giggled happily.

Xing Likun shook off the water beads and subconsciously touched the cigarette. He took out half of the cigarette case and stuffed it back. Ever since he knew that Song Jin didn't like the smell of cigarettes, he never smoked in front of Song Jin, because he was very fond of Song Jin. The addiction to prudence is much greater than the addiction to smoking.

Song Jin thought about Xing Zeqi in his head, and he felt familiar when he saw the photo... Who is this person?

Xing Likun sat down on the sofa, the sofa sank together, Song Jin hugged Xing Lele and slid over there involuntarily, his shoulder touched Xing Likun's arm, he didn't hide, he seemed to have gradually gotten used to it The existence of the opponent is pervasive.

Xing Likun rubbed his arm against people slowly, the electric current was crackling, it was more sensational than those little girls back then when they were naked and rubbed.

Song Jin, "Hey, what does your brother do?"

Xing Likun, "Start a company and be the boss."

"No wonder, I said you're so imposing..." Forcing the mule to put the saddle on, forcing me to fall in love with you!Song Jin rolled his eyes around the room and said with emotion, "Your family background is unusual, his company is quite big."

"It's quite big." Xing Likun suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he became sour, "Why do you keep asking about my brother? Have you taken a fancy to him?"

Song Jin got stuck with a mouthful of old blood, his face was blushing, and he wanted to kill this heartless person—I was not enough to be tricked by Han Sheng, a well-dressed beast, and then find another well-dressed black-bellied man?What a fool!

Xing Likun also came to his senses, snorted and glanced down, "In some cases, my brother is not as big as me, and you won't suffer."

"My father is old!" Xing Lele retorted loudly.

Song Jin's eyeballs almost popped out, and he couldn't imagine the scene of Xing Zeqi wearing a giant murder weapon under his suit pants...

As a result, the child took a breath and said, "Uncle, you call him brother."

Song Jin, "..." What the hell was I thinking just now!

The two of them stayed with Xing Lele until nine o'clock, and Xing Zeqi didn't come back. They called and said that they would not go home after working overtime tonight. As for where to work overtime, only God knows.

Xing Lele was not clingy, she fell asleep after being hugged back to the bedroom for a while, her little face was flushed, and she smiled with her lips pursed in her dream, Song Jin took a sip of the child's face, and her heart softened.

According to his mother's point of view, it seems good to find a woman to marry and have a cute child like Lele.

Song Jin looked back at Xing Likun who was waiting outside. He was leaning on the handrail of the corridor, with broad shoulders and strong muscles. His figure cut through a beam of light on the side...

For a moment, Song Jin felt a little guilty about the thought just now.

After the signing ceremony, Tianlin invited all the present media people to have a meal next door, spread out a table of abalone fin delicacies, and kept their mouths shut.

In addition to the four members of TD and manager Han Sheng, Tianlin Entertainment also sent a few well-qualified artists to press the stage. The European-style hall was suddenly star-studded, attracting a lot of light stands and camera barrels, and they were properly dispersed. TD pressure.

Zheng Yao was wearing a slim white suit, holding champagne and refreshing eyes, it was rare for him to be the protagonist.

Ren Ninglin, Zhuo Qi, and Liao Yayan all followed behind him, smiling apologetically, toasting, occasionally echoing a few words, and giving Zheng Yao every opportunity to show his face.

Liao Yayan drank a few more glasses, his face was flushed, and his walking posture became even more crooked. Han Sheng came over calmly and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

Liao Yayan smiled helplessly, "Brother Sheng...my back hurts."

And the doctor told me several times not to drink alcohol.

The first time Liao Yayan went into the sea, he got a ruthless role. That man was a well-known charitable entrepreneur on TV. He took off his mask in private. He was worse than those big bosses who rubbed their hands and legs. The trough, when it can't be hardened at all, it becomes too much to use all kinds of things to say to Serio Yayan, so that everyone is in shock...

In the middle of the night, Liao Yayan was secretly sent to the familiar hospital in Tianlin for sutures. After the anesthesia came off, she was packed to the styling room and rushed to Zheng Yao's signing ceremony without stopping.

He felt as if he was standing on the tip of a knife. Every tiny movement involved the rich pain-sensing nerves in the hidden secrets. .

But he still wanted to laugh, leave, and pretend to be nonchalant, to applaud Zheng Yao for the glory he got by going into the sea.

Han Sheng squeezed his hand quietly, "Yayan, hold on, it's almost over."

Liao Yayan pursed her lips and nodded, sweat glistening on her temples, "Brother Cheng, will you accompany me to the hospital later?"

Han Sheng frowned and said, "The company still needs to discuss your captain's solo album, I can't leave, let the assistant—"

"No need." Liao Yayan said, "Go ahead, I can do it by myself."

Seeing him pulling his face and being unhappy, Han Sheng said impatiently, "This is a special period, so don't show your temper."

"Why did I lose my temper? Who am I for—" Liao Yayan looked up and stared at him fiercely, his eyes were covered with steam, "Han Sheng, you, do you dislike me..."

The word 'dirty' stuck in his throat, and Liao Yayan's eyes were bloodshot, looking at Han Sheng's expression with resentment.

Zhuo Qi looked back at the two people who were entangled and whispering, and pulled Ren Ninglin to walk a few steps quickly, leaving him behind. Ren Ninglin muttered and complained, "Damn, what are you talking about? My cherries have dropped!"

"Forget it if you eat it to death." Zhuo Qi grabbed a prawn and stuffed it into Ren Ninglin's mouth, and Ren Ninglin chewed it, "Hey, this tastes good."

Zhuo Qi, "..."

Zheng Yao was surrounded by several entertainment reporters and asked, "When will your solo album be released?"

"It's expected to be next summer. I hope to be fully prepared and not disappoint the fans."

Of course, this kind of official answer makes everyone not interested. If we can’t find a hot spot, we’ll write a fart, and readers will read a fart, so an eye that is not afraid of death turns and points to Liao Yayan who is not far away, “I heard that you and Liao Yayan said there was a disagreement within the team, and he once challenged the company openly, is it true?"

Zheng Yao's smile stagnated, and the corners of his mouth continued to rise, "Well, let's invite the person concerned to come over and have a chat together? Yayan—"

Liao Yayan was called over inexplicably, Zheng Yao hooked his shoulder and said, "Do you remember when we quarreled in the company?"

"..." Liao Yayan's hipbone was hit by him, and tears almost fell out.

"The reason is the song Flyme in the last album. The choreographer provided two versions of the main dance steps. The three of us chose differently from Yayan. Of course, the minority obeyed the majority later." Zheng Yao raised his eyebrows , several entertainment journalists laughed along, he squinted at Liao Yayan, with a subtle tone, "But the version Yayan chose is not bad, let me take this opportunity to show you something?"

Liao Yayan's face turned from red to green, how could there be such a reason for the quarrel?How can there be such a set of choreography moves? !

I'm about to split myself standing up now, and I'm still dancing?Fuck you!

He was about to get angry with a sullen face, but when he saw Han Sheng looking over from a distance, he bit his cheek several times, and finally nodded, "...I'll jump."

Zheng Yao raised his glass, "Come on, Yayan, whether we can break the rumors of discord depends on whether everyone is satisfied with your dance."

The entertainment reporters burst into laughter, and many people gathered around, waiting to watch Liao Yayan dance for fun.

Liao Yayan clearly remembered that three months ago, he used the same method to make Zheng Yao unable to step down in front of a group of juniors from the company.

Feng Shui took turns, and now Zheng Yao's worth has surpassed him.

Han Sheng held his wine glass and stood outside the crowd, Liao Yayan could hardly see his expression clearly.

There was a very young and handsome actor who couldn't stand it, turned around and left the lively hall, put on his sunglasses and got into the car. The driver was tall and silent, and asked him with downcast eyes, "Going to the company?"

"Go home, it's boring." He sneered, "That idiot Zheng Yao, the company lost money and left him, if he can't show the corresponding strength, he will die sooner or later... I can't wait to deal with Liao Yayan now, Liao Yayan can A person who swallows his anger? With just one face, Liao Yayan can be more popular than him for a long time, why bother."

The driver didn't answer, and turned to fasten his seat belt for him, "Next time sit in the back, be safe."

He glared at people, "No, you move your steering wheel to the back, then I will sit in the back!"

"..."