THE ONE only [entertainment circle]

On Christmas Eve, the streets and alleys are full of lovers coming and going.

Orange stuffed a doll bear into the back seat, then sat in the passenger seat, holding a small box of cakes in his hand, and ate contentedly.

Although Bo Yan doesn't like this kind of festival, but Orange likes it, so he has to endure it.

"Honey, do you want to eat?" Orange stretched out a spoonful of cake and fed it to Bo Yan's mouth.

Bo Yan lowered his head and took a sip, frowning: "It's too sweet, eat it by yourself."

Orange took another bite, then turned around and said, "Boss has so many things to do every day, why do you have time to accompany me today?"

Bo Yan drove the car wholeheartedly: "Didn't you say that you like romantic festivals? In the past, no matter what festival you had to drag me through it, why didn't you shout this year? Do you want to spend it with wild men outside?"

Orange bit the small spoon and complained: "The conscience of heaven and earth, I only have you. The only one, Jin Shixuan, has been blocked by you, who do you want me to find!"

Bo Yan raised his eyebrows: "If you don't block black, you can find him?"

After that incident, Jin Shixuan became a hot spot for thin words, which could explode at the first touch.

Orange was dissatisfied: "Looking for your sister! Do I mean that? Don't misinterpret me on purpose!"

Bo Yan sneered, stepped on the accelerator to accelerate.

Orange was scared out of his wits: "Are you crazy? I don't want to go to hell with you!"

Bo Yan tilted his head and cursed: "Shut your crow's mouth!"

On the empty street, there was a sudden sharp brake, the car turned rapidly into a dark alley, and suddenly shook violently after stopping.

Bo Yan was impatient, and regardless of Orange's strong opposition, he inevitably ate him in the street again.

He Minghao held his girlfriend's hand and just came out of the hot pot restaurant.The girl had a baby face, wrapped in a thick scarf, with a happy smile on her face, and an exquisite gift box in her arms.

The girl raised her hand to catch a snowflake, her eyes crooked with a smile: "Minghao, look, it's snowing."

Bo Xin looked up at the sky, and also caught a snowflake.He put on his mask and hat, bowed his head and walked into the waiting hall, holding a bouquet of white roses tightly in his hand.

Even if the face is covered, the figure is enough to overhang.Passers-by looked sideways.

The plane arrived on time.

Lu Beichen came out pushing the suitcase, saw Bo Xin from a long distance, and trotted out to say hello with a smile.

Bo Xin took the suitcase and stuffed the flowers into Lu Beichen's arms.

Lu Beichen was holding a big bouquet, and it was rare for him to be shy and talk less.

Bo Xin hugged Lu Beichen and smiled: "Is it cold?"

Lu Beichen just wanted to say that it was not cold, but when he stepped out of the waiting hall, the chill hit him, and he couldn't help shivering.

Bo Xin put his hand into the pocket of his coat, covering his warm hand.

Lu Beichen specially wore the pair of rings today, and found that Bo Xin was also wearing it, and the two of them thought of the same heart.

After getting in the car, Bo Xin turned up the heating temperature: "You go to sleep first."

Lu Beichen opened his mouth: "I won't be sleepy."

Thin heart lowered her eyes: "Tonight, you can't sleep."

Realizing the meaning of Bo Xin's words, Lu Beichen blushed suddenly.

The airport is still an hour's drive away from the Film and Television City, and it was close to midnight when we arrived.

The hot pot restaurant at Laobeimen is still open, and it is said that many customers make an exception and stay open until four o'clock in the morning.

Lu Beichen had an airplane meal for dinner, so he was just hungry, so he ate supper and drank some wine.

Bo Xin only ordered juice while driving, and ate less to keep fit.

In fact, Lu Beichen prefers to eat hot pot with He Minghao, and he enjoys eating as much as he can.

After eating, the two went back to the hotel together. Passing by the door of Lu Beichen's room, Bo Xin stopped and looked back: "Your place or mine?"

Due to being too ashamed, Lu Beichen didn't answer.

Bo Xin pulled him to the door of her room and pressed the password to enter: "Then stay here, I don't want to be disturbed by your manager tomorrow."

Lu Beichen pulled the suitcase and followed in: "Brother Jessie doesn't know the password to your room?"

"Changed." Thin heart narrowed her eyes: "I didn't say anything except you."

Bo Xin pushed the door open and went into the bathroom to take a shower, while Lu Beichen sat cross-legged on the sofa and played games.

Just after playing a round, Bo Xin wrapped herself in a bathrobe and came out of the wash, and Lu Beichen changed to wash.

Lu Beichen found a set of pajamas from the suitcase, tangled up and down in boxers and thongs, and finally chose the normal style and went into the bathroom.

When she came out of the wash, Bo Xin was watching TV.Noticing Lu Beichen's well-groomed pajamas, Boxin frowned: "It's all off."

Lu Beichen protested: "Aren't you wearing a bathrobe yourself?"

Bo Xin said indifferently: "I didn't wear it inside."

Lu Beichen was dumbfounded.

How can a person be serious about talking dirty.

Lu Beichen turned around and took out his backpack, the corner of his mouth raised an arc: "I have a gift for you."

Bo Xin's eyebrows moved.

"Don't look at me lewdly, it's not what you think." Lu Beichen took out a key and put it in Bo Xin's hand: "This is our home."

"Ziyuan, City S, a small three-story bungalow, where you can grow flowers and plants, raise cats and dogs."

Bo Xin is an American, and she has no fixed place to live. She spends almost all year round filming on the set, and occasionally stays in hotels when she is on vacation.

Although I have enough savings to afford the most expensive mansion, I still haven't thought about buying a house. A lifeless empty house is not as good as living in a hotel.

It's different now.

When I go back after filming, the person I like is waiting for him at home. Thinking about it is very good, Bo Xin tightly holds the key in his hand, finally puts away his business smile, and sincerely says: "Thank you."

Lu Beichen touched the tip of his nose: "You're welcome. I've liked that place for a long time. Each person pays half of the total price. If you want to marry someone else in the future, I will pay you the other half to buy it."

Bo Xin sneered: "Don't be stupid."

Bo Xin knew that there would not be such a day, unless Lu Beichen left voluntarily.But even if he ran to the ends of the earth, he would chase him back.

Lu Beichen doesn't think so, Bo Xin is good-looking and has many fans, but now he is just confused, and the future is so long, maybe he will meet someone he likes more.

Lu Beichen lay on Bo Xin's lap, and Bo Xin dried his hair for him.

Halfway through the blowing, Bo Xin turned off the hair dryer, leaned over and kissed Lu Beichen on the brow.

Lu Beichen opened his eyes.

Bo Xin took his lips and kissed him deeply, and unbuttoned his jacket.

After kissing deeply for a while, provoking for a while, Boxin saw that the emotion was enough, so he reached out his hand.

Lu Beichen groaned, his body froze obviously, and the familiar conflicting eyes filled his eye sockets again.

When he was in Hawaii, he did the same to the last step. Lu Beichen was extremely conflicted and fled back to the country overnight, disappearing completely in front of him.

Bo Yan said that from a psychological point of view, this is homophobic psychology, and it is impossible for a straight man to be bent.

I don't believe it.

Straight men don't respond to a man's body.

Bo Xin let go of Lu Beichen.

The relationship between them is not deep enough, he can afford to wait until the day when Lu Beichen's body completely accepts him.

And this time, Lu Beichen did not escape, which is a kind of progress.

Bo Xin picked up the bathrobe on the floor and put it on, while Lu Beichen put on pajamas indiscriminately.

The two of them were silent and each had their own thoughts.

Obviously no longer resistant to touching and kissing, but psychologically still resistant to entering the body with a thin heart.

Lu Beichen sat on the sofa with a pillow in his arms, and handed him a cup of tea.

"Are you disappointed." Lu Beichen scratched his hair: "Actually... I don't want to be like this either."

The body just doesn't listen, and instinctively pushes away the thin heart at critical moments.

Bo Xin held the tea and took a sip: "Don't worry, take your time, a lifetime is so long, I can afford to wait."

When a man and a man are together, they don't just rely on H every day.

Lu Beichen climbed onto the bed and smiled embarrassedly: "By the way, I forgot to tell you, happy birthday."

Bo Xin turned off the bedside lamp and smiled: "Go to sleep."

After sleeping until he woke up naturally, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon when Lu Beichen woke up.

Bo Xin went to the filming set early in the morning.

Lu Beichen went back to his room to wash his face and brush his teeth, ordered takeaway, and sorted out the clothes in the suitcase by the way.

A pair of eye-catching leopard-print thongs are mixed with all black and gray boxers.

Lu Beichen's brain became hot, and he patted Bo Xin: Actually, I bought this, but it didn't work last night.

The film king is a deep cabinet: wear it and have a look.

Lu Beichen blushed: Shit, I have to come back tonight to see it!

After finishing speaking, Lu Beichen really regretted it.Careful to see, could it be that he really can't wear it for him to see?

Half an hour later, Bo Xin came back.

The actor is a deep cabinet: right now.

The film king is a deep cabinet: the face is also shot.

Lu Beichen went into the bathroom, took off his clothes, put on leopard-print underwear, and took selfies in the mirror for half an hour, all of which were deleted in a second.

The big ones... what a shame!

What's the difference between this and GV men.

It is rare for a thin heart to be in a good mood, waiting patiently for the photos without urging.

With one mind and two tasks, after filming two scenes, they all passed at once, and Lu Beichen has not yet responded.

Bo Xin finally got impatient, picked up her phone and sent:?

Flower of the Publishing World: Wait.In the P diagram.

Bo Xin: You don’t need P, you look good.

The Flower of the Publishing Industry: Go, go, not as good as you!

Bo Xin went on to shoot the third scene, during which time she hid her mobile phone in her costume pocket on mute, because she didn't want others to see Lu Beichen's private room photos.

For example, Jessie Ji knew the password of his mobile phone.

Liu An yelled to call it a day with a loudspeaker, the field manager stepped forward to clean up the scene, and other personnel left the field in a bustling manner.

Bo Xin changed her costume and took off her makeup, but the phone still didn't reply.

I took pictures all afternoon and there was no one.

Bo Xin got into the nanny car, and Ji Jiexi told him about the itinerary for the next few days. There will be an international brand event tomorrow afternoon, and those who signed the contract can't be rejected. They have to fly to City B after filming tomorrow morning. Come back the day after tomorrow.

Bo Xin rested her chin and listened casually, when suddenly a message came in.

Publishing flower: [image]

Bo Xin asked Ji Jiexi to turn her back, and hurriedly clicked away.

The photo was apparently taken in the bathroom, looking into a mirror, with bright lights.

Lu Beichen's face was only the size of a palm, his T-shirt was rolled up above his abdomen, and he was wearing a pair of leopard-print thongs underneath.

The size of the underwear seems to be bought too small, slightly lowered, revealing something indescribable, and even got a holy light from P.

Thin heart couldn't help laughing.

Jessie Ji thought Bo Xin saw something interesting, so she also poked her head over to take a look.

Thin-hearted and cold-eyed, he pushed his head back.

Bo Xin replied to Lu Beichen: I've changed my mind.

Flowers in Publishing: Change your mind?

Bo Xin: Go back and wear it in person for me to see.

Flower of the publishing world: Get out! ! !