The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Floating Joy (1)

The hot summer night has arrived, the cool moonlight is covered by the heavy dark curtains outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the endless chirping of cicadas is also blocked, leaving only the faint glimmer of light from the dim bedside night lamp in the room.

The shimmering light and the dense night are isolated from each other in the cold reflection of the glass, which looks ambiguous and lingering.

In the master bedroom of a very private villa in the wealthy area, the air conditioner adjusts the temperature to just right.

In the middle of the room, a pair of extremely intimate figures were entangled on the soft big bed that was decided after thousands of choices.

After a few movements, Shu Le raised his neck high, took a deep breath as if he was about to suffocate, stretched out his hand and pushed the unceremonious Shang Jue who was pressing on him, panting intermittently and whispered: "You ...don't get it in there..."

Shang Jue pressed Shu Le's hands on the head of the bed, rubbed them hard again, then lowered his head to kiss him, coaxing softly without sincerity: "Baby, just call me, and I'll think about it."

Shu Le's mind fluctuated up and down in the emptiness of the clouds. He struggled to look away and looked at the person in front of him for a while, then was made to hum twice, and said reluctantly: "Shang Jue...Shang Jue, don't mess with me. It's inside...it's not easy to wash for a while..."

Shang Jue bit Shu Le lightly, and corrected Shu Le's address with dissatisfaction: "No, what should you call me?"

The position where he was bitten was very special, Shu Le trembled all of a sudden, and looked at Shang Jue blankly.

Shang Jue didn't urge him, he lowered his head, and teased the person under him skillfully.

The two have been together for seven years, and even every mole on Shu Le's body, every scar, large or small, and even the wound on his knee, he remembers clearly.

It is also very natural and skilled to play.

Under such an offensive, Shu Le couldn't bear it any longer, and grabbed Shang Jue short of breath, and a few uncontrollable physiological tears fell from the corners of his eyes with joy.

He couldn't resist shrinking back, blinked his eyes as if begging for mercy, looked at Shang Jue, and said in a low voice: "Husband...good husband...don't...you..."

Shu Le: "..."

Damn, my good husband shouted for nothing.

If I had known earlier, it would be better not to yell, so as to be more comfortable for a while.

Angry.

The more you think, the more angry you are.

Shang Jue still stayed inside, and rubbed lightly for a while, then moved closer to Shu Le, helped him lick the thin sweat off his forehead, and said narrowly: "My husband can't help it, baby, I love you."

Shu Le paused for a long time, and finally waited for the wave of joy to subside before he recovered slowly.

He raised his eyelids, looked at Shang Jue belatedly, and opened his lips: "Sorry... what did you just say?"

There was an indescribably charming look on Shu Le's face that had just finished his youth work, and a faint layer of light pink blush made him even more charming from top to bottom.

At this moment, there is a bit of coquettishness on the face of the indistinguishable male and female, but there is also a bit of laziness and burnout hidden in the depths.

This way of him is different from his usual image on screen or in interviews.

It's no wonder that this person, as a director... has even more fans than the company's artists.

And he is the only one in the whole world who can see Shu Le like this.

Only him.

Just thinking about it like this made Shang Jue want to sigh with almost satisfaction.

Shu Le stretched out his arms leisurely and took the air conditioner regulator on the cabinet next to him, squinted his eyes and leaned against the soft headboard of the bed, pressing the temperature again and again.

Shang Jue's Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't help but hugged Shu Le and kissed him for a while.

Just about to go further, Shu Le pushed him away.

Shu Le yawned, turned his head to look at the clock hanging on the wall, then leaned against the head of the bed, raised his delicate jaw, and asked again arrogantly: "Don't digress, you What did you just say?"

Shang Jue was a little disappointed, he naturally knew that Shu Le didn't want it anymore.

After all, after being together for so long, Shu Le always only cares about his own pleasure first.

At the beginning, Shang Jue felt very awkward, but in the end, he found that Shu Le seemed to be surprisingly good at playing in this aspect...

But when I was with him just now, it was obviously the first time for Shu Le.

Shang Jue also sent people to investigate, but they didn't find any problems, and they didn't find out that Shu Le had anyone else besides him.

As time goes by, the degree of fit is getting higher and higher, and he willingly serves Shu Le to play however he wants.

He was even a little fortunate that Shu Le only played with him like this, and no one else could understand it.

The person on the bed in front of him belongs to him alone.

Shang Jue suppressed the recurring desire, leaned forward to pillow Shu Le's neck, and said in a muffled voice, "I mean, the baby I married is awesome."

Shu Le: "..."

Tsk, scallops want to applaud.

Lele is so great and you cheated, what kind of little queen has Lele's skills?

Can I perform Long/Yang 38 poses for you?

Fortunately, this posture is very good, Shang Jue happened to be unable to see Shu Le's expression.

Shu Le's outstanding face was not moved at all, and he even wanted to laugh. He stretched out his hand and pushed the corner of his mouth, telling himself that he must cooperate with Shang Jue's performance.

Men are sensory animals, and after all the coolness passes, they can only feel some sticky things coming out from below.

Shu Le finally changed the subject impatiently, directly poked the tip of Shang Jue's nose, smiled and said: "Since I'm so good, please trouble Mr. Shang to clean up in time after use. For example, now, personally serve your baby How about going to take a shower?"

As expected, Shang Jue was amused by Shu Le, a princess lifted Shu Le up, and the two walked into the bathroom together.

The bathroom is such a wonderful place, how did Shu Le get in, naturally how did he get out.

Even his complexion became more rosy by two points.

Shu Le collapsed on the bed, clasped his hands in satisfaction, and decided not to give up the short-term right to use this geoduck for the time being because Shang Jue's geoduck can score [-] points.

However, after all, it is not as clean as before. Shu Le smacked his lips and thought about it, reckoning that he still needs to dig out more unknown possibilities——

Such as tender geoduck and the like.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the master bedroom is also Shule's favorite temperature. It is very low, and it is necessary to cover it with a thick air conditioner quilt to feel warm and comfortable.

Shu Le was baked like a pie by Shang Jue before, but now he is indeed sleepy.

Closing his eyes, just as he was about to fall asleep, another person lying on the bed gently lifted the air-conditioning quilt, lay down, and put his arms around Shu Le's waist.

Shu Le: "..."

Boy, the last person who disturbed Lele's sleep has gone to a wheelchair, do you know that?

Shang Jue obviously didn't know it, he was sticking to Shu Le's back, and the two of them were very intimate.

The hands on Shu Le's waist were warm and dry, after a pause, they began to rub gently.

After being messed with for a while, Shu Le let out a relaxed snort.

Shang Jue then kissed the back of his neck and coaxed him softly, "Not asleep yet? I'm afraid your back will hurt tomorrow, so I'll rub it for you."

The light in the master bedroom has been turned off, and in the deep darkness, Shu Le was stunned.

If it weren't for what he saw about Shang Jue and that female star, maybe he would have always believed that this person really loved him.

No, maybe love is real, and so is cheating.

In this circle of money and fame and fortune, if you have to figure out what is true and what is false, you will probably die of exhaustion.

It's a pity that Shu Le happened to be not a patient person.

The hands on the waist were still rubbing with moderate strength, Shu Le put his hands on them, pressed Shang Jue, smiled and said: "Okay, go to sleep."

Shang Jue then hugged Shu Le again, as if he suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I forgot to tell you when I came back today. Tomorrow is my aunt's birthday. She asked..."

"Shall we go back?"

Shu Le still remembered it.

I thought that Shang Jue didn't mention it today, so he shouldn't have to go this year, but he just forgot it for a while.

Alas, being in love makes people stupid, Shang Jue has never been so stupid like before.

Shu Le felt sorry for Shang Jue, mainly because of the employees in his company, as well as those big and small stars.

The boss became stupid, wondering if they would suffer from it.

Shang Jue gave a "hmm" sound, as if hesitating for a while, and said tentatively: "You also know about my aunt's illness...she always thought you were a girl, you will..."

Shu Le resisted the urge to explode in anger, and adjusted his posture in the air-conditioning quilt to calm down: "Got it, I'll just change into women's clothes tomorrow. Go to sleep now."

Stop BB, Lele is a little general.

Be careful to kill you in a fit of anger, aren't you afraid?

Shang Jue felt Shu Le's tone carefully, and indeed he did not hear the slightest displeasure, and then remembered that Shu Le and his aunt got along pretty well since childhood, a stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

There was a three-point ease in his voice, and he reached out to help Shu Le tuck the corner of the quilt, and said casually: "I'm watching the general project plan for the new season today, and the new drama you're directing is about to start filming? "

Shu Le was so sleepy that he could hardly keep his eyes open. He frowned and said perfunctorily, "Next week, what's the matter?"

Shang Jue said lightly: "Can you communicate with the scriptwriter and add a female character to the script? It's fine for the role to be the third female role."

Shule:? ? ?

These words were like a bucket of crystal-clear ice water, which woke Shu Le up suddenly.

He sat up suddenly from the bed, reached out and pressed the night light on the bedside, turned his face and frowned to look at Shang Jue: "Speak directly, who do you want to arrange into the team?"

The author has something to say: Shang Jue: I'm afraid I'm going to follow in Zhou Sui's footsteps...I'm so afraid...

Lele: I feel it!I finally ushered in the dawn of dawn!

Pei Shaozhi: Waiting to appear.

Yu Qing: Waiting for appearance 1.

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In the entertainment industry, same-sex marriageable background, chaste, shou is unclean, shou is a handsome and talented director, he only flirts but does not take responsibility, leaving a glassy heart.