don't like you

After filming the main scene, the multi-sexual couple quickly finished filming, and the roles were well found. This film can be said to be the most comfortable film Director Wang has directed in recent years.

Because of this, Zhong Shufang and Song Jingcong missed the recordings of several episodes of Time and Space Travel, and the program team recruited other artists from Wang Yi to record, such as Wen Si and Xu Luo and Zhou Wenxuan.

Time passed by in a hurry, and it was the end of autumn in a blink of an eye. The phoenix leaves fell and the ground was golden. Zhong Shu let go of the car to avoid the paparazzi and brought Song Jingcong back to his villa.

Song Jing stepped into this place for the third time, and the scene when Zhong Shufang confessed to him is still vivid in his memory. Several months have passed in a flash, and they have been together for more than two months.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhong Shufang led Song Jingcong to sit down at the dining table.

It was dinner time again, Zhong Shufang told the nanny to prepare the meal early, and the meal was still steaming within a few minutes of cooking.

Song Jingcong blinked and said honestly, "Think about the candlelight dinner that I didn't have."

Zhong Shufang’s footsteps paused for a moment. It was a desperate move before he joined the group. He never expected to be so lucky. In the end, he and Song Jingcong completed the work of polysexual people. , whether singing, dancing or acting.

"I can replenish it for you tomorrow." Zhong Shufang stuffed the chopsticks into Song Jingcong's hands, "Let's eat the meal that Auntie cooked first, are you hungry?"

Song Jingcong shook his head, "I want to make up for you. And I don't have time tomorrow. We have a concert. They have been practicing for nearly a month. I have to go back and catch up with the progress."

Zhong Shufang frowned when he heard the words, and didn't say much, only asked to leave him a family ticket.

Song Jingcong nodded, and asked again: "Aren't you coming to be our guest performer?"

"Of course I want to come." Zhong Shufang rubbed his head, "But I also want to be in a good position to watch my cub shine."

"Luoluo is the most powerful." Song Jingcong held the bowl and said truthfully.

In terms of professional level in singing and dancing, Xu Luo is indeed better than the four of them, otherwise he wouldn't have debuted in the C position and become their captain.

"But I'm partial to you." Zhong Shufang picked up a chopstick dish for him, and said the word partiality openly.

"Is it okay to stay at night?" Zhong Shufang pointed to the position of Song Jingcong's back neck, "It's convenient to make up the temporary mark tomorrow."

"It's okay if you don't need to make up for the last day." Zhong Shufang's home was too far away from the company, Song Jingcong wanted him to sleep longer in the morning.

"I'm worried if you don't love me, and I want to sleep with you in my arms." Zhong Shufang said.

With a sweet and soft boyfriend in front of him, it's too pitiful to face the cold and hard bed alone at night, and even if tomorrow is the last day, he really doesn't feel relieved if he doesn't add a temporary mark.

In case he encounters other alphas with evil intentions again, he can't imagine what the situation will be like.

Song Jingcong nodded, because of work reasons, it is destined that the two of them will not be together for too long.

Zhong Shufang will join the group again after half a month. During this period, the two also have a lot of big and small jobs. If they stay together for a long time, they may have to wait until the last recording scene of Time and Space Journey a week later.

What's more, he couldn't bear Zhong Shu's warm body temperature and the joy of seeing him as soon as he opened his eyes in the morning.

"Too bad, I forgot to tell Sister Wang about their relationship." Before going to bed, Song Jingcong received Wang Yi's itinerary message, and was surprised that they forgot such an important thing.

Zhong Shufang stuffed Song Jingcong under the quilt, and stretched out his hand to wrap him in his arms, "I told Sister Wang a long time ago, go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow."

"When?" Song Jingcong was puzzled. Naturally, the set is not the place to talk about such things, but after they are together, they are rarely not by each other's side.

Zhong Shufang yawned, "When I was about to confess to you."

After speaking, he leaned over and kissed the tip of Song Jingcong's nose, "Good night, baby."

Song Jingcong couldn't laugh or cry, this was really something Zhong Shufang was capable of, arrogant and confident.

"Good night brother."

Xu Luo strolled to Song Jingcong's room before going to bed, and sighed at the empty room that the child had grown up.

I have to admit that Zhong Shufang is doing quite well.

Song Jing got up early the next day, at least he dispelled Zhong Shufang's idea of ​​sending him to the company, armed himself and waited for the bus by the side of the road.

The paparazzi lurking on the side of the road was squatting to guard the recently popular traffic actor. When he saw a good-looking man coming out, he didn't care who it was. He clicked on it in the mind of not missing anything. When he went back to replay, he didn't care. Recognized as a member of the recently famous Magic boy group.

The dormitory of group M is not in this area but near their company, right?The paparazzi rubbed his chin, there is hope that the traffic actor didn't capture today's performance.

Song Jing never knew that he was unlucky enough to bump into a paparazzi, so he arrived early and had some breakfast and started dancing, waiting for his teammates and choreographer to come over and pick up the moves.

The paparazzi immediately posted the photos they had taken on the Internet, leading them in the direction of sex scandals. The public's favorite thing to do is to gossip and eat melons. The editors in their team have already figured out this.

It was rare for Zhong Shufang to have a day off from work. When he woke up, he fished out his mobile phone and found that the person he was paying special attention to was on a trending search. He clicked on it and looked familiar. Song Jingcong was standing alone at the gate of his community waiting for the bus. photo.

The comments below are all old-fashioned. Fans naturally defend their own masters, and passers-by are happy to eat melons.

No matter how it is, there are no real photos, and no matter how much black fans dance around, they will not be able to cause any disturbance.

uninteresting.

Zhong Shufang changed the trumpet and clicked into Chaohua, deeply feeling that this year's CP fan is not very good, why don't you guess that Zai Zai lives in his house?Occasionally, one or two of them were raised and a sentence was added at the end, I might be crazy.

He has to play in person.

@我做爱崔崔: [From one to the end super talk] Brother Zhong lives in this community, and they were together yesterday.

Zhong Shufang waited for a while, and instead of screaming in the comment area as usual, he changed his painting style directly.

【ah?Even where Brother Zhong lives, he knows that the po owner is SS? 】

[Where...is it the privacy of Brother Zhong, right? How could the po owner know]

[Brother Zhong’s long-time fan guarantees that he has never exposed the residential area, it’s hard to justify the past without an explanation from the po owner]

[Reject ss, reject ss, reject ss! ! ! 】

......

Zhong Shufang was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the cp fans were the first to pay attention to his privacy issues. After being moved, he thought of an excuse for himself for a moment and replied to the comment: He is a housing salesperson in this community. The day when Brother Zhong bought a house was I received it.

After the explanation, the comment immediately returned to the scene he liked to hear. Zhong Shufang quit Weibo, planning to pick up Song Jingcong for a meal at noon. There were paparazzi guarding the gate of the community and he couldn't come back, so he had to find a restaurant with good privacy.