Beyond gold and jade [Yu Huang]

It's been two years... Do you want to waste another two years?How many two years does the actor have? Mei Yong sighed, he is not hard-hearted, he also knows that this kind of business is dirty, and he also hates himself to play the role of a pimp, "Can dignity and innocence be eaten?"Now even women can let go, you are a big man, if you bear it, it will be like being bitten by a dog.Is it still worth asking for a script in the future?Even President Li can't control you! "

The water from washing his face dripped down, and the front of his clothes was wet. Zhang Jiale was leaning against the wall, his slightly long hair blocking his expression.He bit his lip tightly, enduring the overwhelming discomfort in his stomach.He couldn't remember how many glasses he was drunk just now, and drinking on an empty stomach made him quite uncomfortable who rarely drank alcohol.The tactile sensation of being carelessly touched just now still remains, as if the whole body is covered with a layer of dirty mucous membrane, and every pore cannot breathe.He has always avoided looking at that fleshy Mr. Xie, for fear that he will spit it out if he meets that lustful gaze.

Mei Yong looked at his unconsciously twitching fingers, feeling a little unbearable.After a long silence, he patted the thin shoulder vigorously, "At the beginning you wanted to refuse, and I refused for you; today you said you wanted to come, and I will accompany you. You can see clearly what the reality is. Whether you want to retreat or not is up to you to decide."

"Brother Yong...you go back first...let me calm down..."

His voice is as small as a mosquito, it sounds pitiful.Mei Yong couldn't bear it, but still gritted his teeth and turned to leave, "If it still doesn't work, just send me a letter, so I can deal with it. You can do it yourself."

Zhang Jiale slid down the wall and squatted down, hugging his knees tightly.He took a deep breath, swallowing the sourness welling up his nose back to his stomach.

It's not that he hasn't worked hard and persisted, but in this circle full of unfairness, he simply can't get the right to compete fairly.Watching opportunities pass by again and again, he is really powerless.

He really just needs a chance.

"You..." A pair of well-polished leather shoes stopped in front of you, and they seemed to be of great value at first glance, and the voice from the top of your head sounded again, "Do you feel unwell?"

The man stretched out his hand to pull his wrist, Zhang Jiale reflexively raised his hand and hit him, with an uncontrollable defense and disgust on his face.The man clasped his hand, met his eyes, paused for a moment, then immediately stopped, and took a step back, "I just want to confirm your physical condition."

Zhang Jiale knew that he had lost his composure, so he quickly collected his expression and stood up, "Thank you, I'm sorry." After saying that, he left in a hurry.

He finally bowed his head.

Mei Yong let him be hugged by Mr. Xie and walked into the elevator, his eyes were full of excitement and anticipation.With the spirit of wine on the rise, Zhang Jiale also began to feel a little unsteady.The drooling fat man pressed him against the elevator wall. It felt like being squeezed by a ton of fat, and he couldn't breathe at all.

"I didn't look at it seriously just now... I think it looks better now... Come let me try it..." Mr. Xie was about to kiss him, but the elevator door that was about to close suddenly reopened, and another person entered.

Zhang Jiale couldn't stand being seen by others in such a depraved state, so he firmly pushed Mr. Xie's shoulder, "Mr. Xie, wait... this is in the elevator, someone..."

"Haha, is there someone?" The drunk man had no reason at all, Mr. Xie turned around and raised his arms arrogantly at the others, "What are you looking at! Look at your dog's eyes again!" !"

The elevator began to rise slowly.Taking advantage of the loosening gap, Zhang Jiale gasped for breath and shook his head violently.For the sake of excitement, this kind of dinner would add some ingredients to the wine. Although he didn't drink as much as Mr. Xie, he could still feel that the medicine was working.

Mr. Xie was still cursing, but the man didn't respond at all.Zhang Jiale gritted his teeth to keep himself awake, but Naihe felt dizzy intermittently.The elevator made a "ding" sound, and the floor where the room was located finally arrived.

The elevator door opened a little, and Mr. Xie couldn't wait to drag Zhang Jiale out, rubbing his body continuously. "Mr. Xie, please slow down..." Zhang Jiale half-supported Mr. Xie, and staggered a step after being implicated.He clasped the elevator door with his other hand to stabilize his body, and suddenly wanted to back up at that moment.

It's too late to escape now.

This thought flashed by, he let go of his hand, Mr. Xie had no support, and one of them didn't stand still and rushed forward.Zhang Jiale woke up suddenly, and stretched out his hands in panic to help him, only to see the pair of leather shoes he had met once kicked on the fat buttocks, and the black trousers left an obvious footprint in an instant.

Mr. Xie fell into the mud, his obese body wriggled comically on the dirty carpet, and yelled harshly from his mouth: "Who the hell kicked me?! Fucking bastard looking for death...you bitch My son is still here... Ouch!"

Zhang Jiale stepped forward and kicked him hard.The effect of the medicine rushed through the limbs and bones with the blood, and the strange excitement screamed in every blood vessel, coupled with the intoxication brought by alcohol, he couldn't control himself.He took off the disgusting coat and threw it directly on the fat man.

"Zhang Jiale, you bitch... a bitch who is worse than a bitch! Damn, I remember you! You just wait to be fucked! Let's see if Baihua dares to protect you! Any girl will kneel and lick me, I care about your mother's broken shoes... ah!"

The man who had been stuck at the elevator entrance to watch the show finally made a move - he turned Mr. Xie around with one kick, and then quickly and ruthlessly added a kick in a symmetrical position, "Who is scolding? The person who kicked you , It's me." His voice was still as cold as in the bathroom, but now it was a little more ruthless.

Mr. Xie watched his eyes change from resentment to hesitation, and gradually even filled with fear, "Yes, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Mr. Sun, I said something wrong! I'm sorry..." He moved his fat body, rolling and crawling to stand Standing up, he grabbed Zhang Jiale's hair and slapped him fiercely. Zhang Jiale's face was instantly red with palm marks, "I'm teaching him a lesson! I'm not talking about you! How dare I bother you... I Take him away now! I'll teach him when I go back!"

"I'm letting you go."

Sun Zheping pulled Zhang Jiale past him and pushed him directly into the elevator. Zhang Jiale was almost caught by the door that was about to close. "My friend likes him very much." Sun Zheping didn't even feel dirty to make an extra kick, so he just stared at the man coldly, "So his business..."

"I will never say more! Absolutely not! I'm sorry, Young Master Sun! Your lord has a lot..."

The elevator completely shut out the disgusting sound.

The dead silence in the elevator made Zhang Jiale gradually calm down, and he also began to realize what a stupid thing he had done.He held his swollen half of his face, desperately swallowing saliva mixed with blood from his teeth, his legs were so weak that he almost fell to his knees.

Sun Zheping looked coldly at the young man in front of him who seemed about to collapse at any moment, without saying a word.In his eyes, there is only one step between "ready to do it" and "already done", so no matter whether Zhang Jiale successfully climbed into that person's bed or not, his image in Sun Zheping's mind will only stay in the lowest position. .

Obviously he only went up two more floors, but when the elevator door opened again, Zhang Jiale felt as if he had been sitting back and forth for so long.Sun Zheping walked out first. For a moment, he didn't know whether to follow, or to apologize and disappear automatically.

Before he could speak, Sun Zheping had already turned around, and his voice was obviously irritated: "Come here!"

"Thank you for helping me, I can't..."

"No, let me, repeat, a second time."

Inexplicably, Zhang Jiale didn't dare to go against his wishes, so he had no choice but to keep up with Sun Zheping's pace.Visually, this man is not much taller than him, but because of his good figure with wide shoulders and narrow hips, straight back, and steady steps, it gives people a feeling of being absolutely overlooked.Coupled with the indifference and arrogance he showed, all factors combined into an invisible coercion, which was irresistible.

Following all the way to the room, Zhang Jiale automatically stood aside, a little at a loss.He didn't know why this person wanted to help him, and he didn't know what price he needed to exchange for this help.

"Go in and wash up."

Sun Zheping dropped those words, and went directly to the terrace to smoke.Zhang Jiale didn't ask what this lack of preface and afterword meant, because from this moment on, he was determined to catch this person—because this seemed to be the best choice he could make at the moment.

Can't advance, can't retreat, why don't you choose someone who can make do with patience and won't spit it out?

I cleaned myself carefully, even wiped the awkward position carefully, and made it soggy with half a bottle of lubricant.Looking at the young man with half of his face swollen and tall in the mirror, Zhang Jiale couldn't help laughing out loud.

I don't know if with this face, can the man who looks straighter than a steel pipe be a little bit "interested" in him?

I thought that this kind of five-star hotel would even do a good job of soundproofing the bathroom, but Sun Zheping actually heard his laughter, ran over and knocked on the door loudly, "Are you crazy! Come out!"

Zhang Jiale casually put on a bathrobe, opened the door, and immediately smelled the strong smell of smoke from Sun Zheping's body.Although the man in front of him was frowning with boredom written all over his face, Zhang Jiale could tell from his eyes that he did not reject himself.

Zhang Jiale decisively reached out to grab Sun Zheping's sleeve, and before he could speak, he gave him a contemptuous glance, "You are more casual than I imagined."

Whatever... Zhang Jiale laughed inexplicably, "If you hadn't shown up, I would be in that person's bed right now. I can do whatever I want to let that person