Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

All the way Di Lan was as quiet as a mute.

The car drove into the underground parking garage of the community, Lynch reversed the car and stopped it, and then Di Lan said awkwardly, "Director Guo deleted the kiss scene later."

Lynch glanced at him lightly, teasing with a half-smile in his eyes, Di Lan warmed his face, raised his arms to make a heart on his forehead, and whispered: "I love you."

Lynch wanted to press down the corners of his mouth, but he still couldn't hold back the slight upturn of the corners of his mouth.

It's really hard to hide the fact of goodwill, the eye contact, the blending of the aura, the two of them smiled knowingly, in fact, they already had a general idea in their hearts.

Ambiguously separated by a layer of window paper, hazy and wonderful.

Di Lan slowly lowered her hand, staring at Lynch with fixed eyes. Lynch's mouth gradually tightened under his gaze, and he lowered his head to unbuckle his seat belt. Like a big dog, with a low voice, "Brother Lin, give me another kiss, okay?"

With a "snap" the seat belt was undone, Lynch raised his eyes, his eyes were clear, "Not good."

Di Lan got off the car behind Lynch and entered the elevator together. In the elevator, he held both hands on the pole behind him. His eyes and expression were very awkward. It was the unnatural look of a big boy looking at his sweetheart. The reflection of the elevator surface reflected It showed his rather moving expression at the moment.

Lynch met Di Lan's gaze through the reflective elevator mirror.

As soon as the line of sight was touched, the sparks flashed by.

Di Lan followed Lynch step by step with her hands behind her back, and waited quietly for Lynch to enter the password to open the door. He entered the room and closed the door. Lynch was bending over to change shoes, and Di Lan was also bending over, but he did not change. He put his hands on his knees, lowered his voice, and said in a very soft tone, "Brother Lin, I really like you very much. I must distinguish between public and private, and act well so as not to cause trouble for you. If you tell me to go east, I will never go east." Xi, you think about me, okay?"

After changing his shoes, Lynch took Di Lan's pair of gray slippers and put them lightly on the ground, "Change your shoes."

Di Lan stared at him and bent her waist, but she took off her exquisite leather shoes neatly and slipped her feet into slippers indiscriminately.

Lynch saw him finish changing his shoes, and finally turned his face to look at him seriously, "I'm a manager, you're an artist."

"Well," Di Lan nodded with a serious look on her face, "Don't worry, I will never act coquettishly or use my emotions to embarrass you at work."

Lynch added: "Our relationship may never see the light."

Hearing this, Di Lan felt not only not sad, but also very happy. He couldn't help but straightened up and pulled Lynch's hand over his heart, "In my heart, there is light in my heart!"

In fact, Lynch was enduring it, his heart had already softened, and the tense expression on his face softened slightly. He gently withdrew his hand, but shook Di Lan's back before letting go, "Change your clothes."

With simple actions and simple words, Di Lan understood Lynch's meaning - he accepted him!

Di Lan was ecstatic, a bear hugged Lynch who was about to turn around, and hugged him very firmly. Lynch was half a head shorter than him, and he was slightly lifted by him. He seemed to be hugging him. He shook his beloved toy happily, and said crisply: "Lynch, I'm so happy!"

Lynch patted him on the shoulder back, with a slight smile in his tone, "Thinking to strangle me?"

Di Lan let go of the person, frowned and said to the air, "Bah, bah, bah, kid's talk, kid's talk."

Lynch turned his head and left without hesitation. Di Lan stood behind him with a look of fascination. Nothing too earth-shattering came and went. It was like moistening things silently. Di Lan wanted to turn around or sing a few songs To express his feelings, he just smirked a few times after holding back for a long time.

Lynch was very calm, and he laughed completely when he entered his room, fell down on the bed and rolled.

One was giggling at the shoe cabinet at the door, and the other was rolling and laughing on the bed in the room.

When both of them changed their clothes and chewed salad on the small open bar, they were very calm, gentle and gentle.

Di Lan is working out recently, and he has to practice for an hour after eating the salad at night. He is in the gym downstairs of the apartment, so he has to go down after eating.

Sitting facing each other, Di Lan stretched out his hand tentatively, and put it on Lynch's hand. Lynch raised his eyes to look at him. Di Lan's eyes seemed to be very hungry, with a faint green light.

Lynch was stared at by his wolf-like eyes, and a memory suddenly appeared in his mind. He felt hot from the back of his hand to his chest. He poked the food in the bowl twice with his hand holding the fork, "What are you doing?"

Di Lan smiled brightly, "Brother Lin, give me a kiss?"

Lynch didn't speak, but stopped holding the fork.

Di Lan quietly stepped down from his seat and walked around to Lynch. Lynch's side profile was like a delicate statue. Di Lan lowered her head and kissed Lynch gently on the profile. Eyes lowered, eyelashes trembling slightly, the gesture of acquiescence made Di Lan's heart tremble more than taking the initiative. Di Lan hugged Lynch's waist with one hand, and twisted the person sticking to the bar with a little force. , bowed his head and kissed Lynch's lips accurately.

Di Lan was a little out of control.

The first time he kissed Lynch he was half coaxing and half cheating, in short, it was not justified.

This time...he is a lover.

The waist was tightly clenched by the warm palms, and he couldn't help falling backwards into Di Lan's arms. Lynch was fixed in Di Lan's arms, his lips and tongue were entangled by Di Lan like a hunt, Almost suffocating, breathing heavily from the tip of his nose, Di Lan suddenly pulled Lynch from the bar counter into his arms, and the two of them were close together, and Lynch felt Di Lan's vigorousness all at once.

The hard touch made Lynch's face completely red, and Lynch bent his arms against Di Lan's chest, biting Di Lan's lips and mumbled, "Enough."

Of course, Di Lan is not enough. At the age of 19, every morning when she wakes up, she raises the flag and stands up. All she thinks about is the man in her arms. For Lynch, Di Lan can't wait to swallow him with her mouth wide open like now. It's safe to put in your stomach.

But he especially didn't want to force Lynch. Di Lan couldn't forget what happened to Lynch in his previous life. His purpose to Lynch was: to be obedient and obedient, not to let Lynch suffer the slightest grievance, and not even the slightest bit unhappy.

So Di Lan reluctantly let go of Lynch, sucked heavily on Lynch's mouth with nostalgia, and said with emotion: "Lynch, I love you so much, I can't do without you."

Seeing that he spoke frankly and with a smile on his face, Lynch patted Di Lan on the shoulder, "Hurry up and get out."

After the premiere, many audiences, film critics and directors gave "Firefly" a high evaluation.

In addition to the viewability and artistic value of the movie itself, the audience mentioned Di Lan's handsomeness very realistically.

Photos and videos spread rapidly.

When "Firefly" released the fixed makeup before, Di Lan also caused a small amount of discussion, but because the fixed makeup photo is not 100% convincing-maybe how far the real person is from the photo, so a gust of wind passed It's over.

At this premiere, Di Lan came on stage and completely surprised the audience.

So handsome, so handsome that they can't blow rainbow farts, they can only "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" It collapsed, and it went crazy on Weibo.

In the many retweeted comments of licking face, there are also remarks about "posting big water", "blowing too much" and "the end of the water army". The few hundred viewers who uploaded the photos at the beginning were angry and went back and forth on Weibo. Hundreds of people abruptly took up the banner of defending Di Lan's beauty certification.

Some people questioned: He is so handsome, and he is from the Film Academy. Why is there no rumor about this year's exam?Why isn't he the most handsome candidate?

Immediately someone laughed at the following: No way, no way, no way?No one really thinks that the most handsome candidates and the most beautiful candidates are really good looking?

All of a sudden, this year's art exam participants were brought to the battlefield.

The movie has not been officially released yet, but the war between pink and black came first, and the movie itself fell to the bottom of the topic.

Tang Jingchuan looked at the frequent hot searches that money can't hold back, and said to Lynch dumbfounded: "Fuck, is this the macho man from heaven? This is going to be popular."

It's not just a small fire, it's going to be a big fire, a star who is born to be a topic of conversation.

Notices flew like snowflakes in Lynch's hands.

Several program activities that Lynch had been declining before also offered an olive branch.

In the entertainment circle, everyone is a genius, everyone has a sense of smell, and everyone can see that Di Lan will definitely become popular.

Lynch leaned lazily on the sofa, flipping through the business plan in his hands, and said calmly: "Buy a few more stocks in the past two days, and wait for "Firefly" to come out," he raised his eyes. Eyelashes, "It will definitely rise."

Tang Jingchuan was so excited that he walked around the office. The other side of the theater hadn't surrendered yet, but it was only a matter of time. He suddenly said happily, "Qizai! Let me buy you a new car!"

Lynch's hands stopped, and he looked up at Tang Jingchuan. Tang Jingchuan blushed with excitement, "That's it!"

Lynch raised his eyebrows, thinking of something, shook his head, bowed his head and smiled very gently.

Seeing the smile on his face, Tang Jingchuan froze again, he slowly withdrew his waving hands, and sat down beside Lynch cautiously like a little wife, blinking wildly at Lynch, holding Lynch's waist with his hands. The sleeves of the suit fluttered.

"What are you doing?" Lynch couldn't take it anymore, retracted his hand, moved his buttocks to the side, and sat a little further away from Tang Jingchuan.

Tang Jingchuan moved up, "Qizai, last time we drank a lot of wine in the Japanese grocery store, do you still remember?"

Lynch nodded lightly, took a pen and ticked a circle on an outdoor variety show, "Remember."

"You were drunk at the time." Tang Jingchuan twitched again when the words reached his lips.

Lynch smiled, turned his face to look at him, and made a rare joke with Tang Jingchuan, "What's the matter, did I molested you when I was drunk?"

Tang Jingchuan blushed, "No, it's just...you said...you...you didn't say it, but..."

"Dong dong——" There was a knock on the office door, and Tang Jingchuan was so startled that she almost jumped up.

Lynch looked up and saw that it was Di Lan, smiling brightly, "Brother Lin, I have something to tell you."

"Okay, I just happened to have something to ask you." Lynch got up, holding a folder in his hand, "You can also watch a few variety shows." Turning around, he said to Tang Jingchuan who was still sitting on the sofa with a dazed expression, " I go first."

Tang Jingchuan let out a dumbfounded "Oh", and waited for Di Lan to close the door before he slapped his head and didn't ask anything!

Di Lan and Lynch went to the office that Lynch only used. Di Lan locked the door and hugged Lynch from behind.

Lynch panicked for a moment, then calmed down again, "Didn't you say that public and private are clearly distinguished? Don't do this in the company."

Di Lan lowered her head, rubbing her forehead like a big dog back and forth on Lynch's shoulder, "Brother Lin, Boss Tang was so close to you just now, what are you talking about?"

Lynch couldn't help laughing, "Are you jealous?"

Di Lan raised her face and looked at Lynch seriously, "Yes."

Lynch looked into his pitch-black eyes, his heart was itchy, but also very sweet, he leaned forward and kissed Di Lan on the mouth, "It's nothing, don't think about it."

Di Lan was stunned.

This was the first time Lynch took the initiative to kiss him.

He was about to kiss back excitedly, when the door of Lynch's office slammed, and someone was pulling and shaking the door of Lynch's office.

"Qizai, I haven't finished talking yet, Qizai."

When Tang Jingchuan's voice came, Di Lan jumped up at the temples and quickly kissed Lynch on the face. Before Lynch could say anything, he took the slender arms wrapped around Lynch knowingly and went to open the door.

When Tang Jingchuan saw that it was Di Lan who opened the door, her eyes were not eyes, her nose was not her nose, and she said strangely, "Why did you lock the door?"

"I didn't pay attention." Di Lan said succinctly.

Tang Jingchuan had nothing to say, she came in and wanted to continue to question Lynch, but her words turned into—"Qizai, let me take you to buy a car."

Di Lan's eyes shot at Tang Jingchuan's back.