After the official announcement with the disabled actor

In the empty utility room, Fu Ying's voice was very low, and her voice was faint, wandering around the room vaguely.

Ting Miao's neck was thin and long, and when he pinched it, he could faintly feel the slight movement of the blood vessels.The warm, slightly raised touch told Fu Ying that he was in control of a person's life now, as long as he casually folded his five fingers together, the young man in front of him with envious eyes would disappear from now on.

He will no longer talk about his full of nostalgia around him happily, nor will he call Teacher Fu all day long, his soft voice is like cotton candy melted by the sun.

As long as you use a little force, you can no longer hear his voice.

A voice that disturbs my thoughts.

Fu Ying's expression moved slightly, his deep and dark eyes stayed on Ting Miao's body for a long time, wandering on his pale cheeks.

This face is undoubtedly superior, with slender and slender eyebrows, always wet, watery eyes, a straight nose, and lips that often lean in front of him, blah blah, talking non-stop, ruddy, More attractive than cherries stained with water vapor.

Fu Ying's sharp eyes swept across his face inch by inch.

A strong feeling rose in Ting Miao's heart. Teacher Fu's eyes were too deep and sharp, scratching his face, like a sharp arrow soaked in poison trying to kill him with a single blow.Ting Miao was terrified by this feeling, but in just half a moment, the subconscious fear in his body was offset by the endless love in his heart.

"I'm afraid of death, but I'm not afraid of you." Ting Miao answered Teacher Fu's question in a soft voice, but smiled as he spoke, and sent the neck that was lightly pinched by five fingers forward even more forcefully, giving him the fragile part without reservation: "If you are a lunatic, then I am a fool, so I deserve it."

Fu Ying's hand suddenly froze for a second.

After a while, fingertips rubbed the delicate skin slightly, and left Ting Miao's neck unnaturally.

Ting Miao didn't run away from him immediately, and kept his original posture. He only slowly touched Fu Ying's warm palm, and fell in front of him, softly saying what he had been trying to tell Fu Ying for the past few days.

"Mr. Fu, I don't know what happened to you, and I won't ask about what happened in the past. I just want to have a good time with you now." Ting Miao raised his eyes, and met Fu Ying's downcast eyes domineeringly, Whispered: "I don't ask Teacher Fu to like me, you can even ignore me, but please don't refuse my likes. We are like two stars that just met, walking quietly at night, you don't run away, just stay where you are That's fine, I'll slowly approach you."

The small and delicate collarbone was exposed, and he raised his head, flaunting his beautifully curved neck unscrupulously.

Fu Ying's Adam's apple rolled twice, and the palm covered by Ting Miao trembled weakly.

Subtle movements interrupted Ting Miao's narration, he lowered his eyes subconsciously, and when his eyes touched the back of Fu Ying's hand, his body stiffened for a moment.

The place where the back of the hand was burned by the cigarette butt was black and covered with ugly scabs.

Ting Miao didn't raise his eyelids, he stared at the burn intently, and said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Fu, don't smoke anymore, okay?"

The worry that could not be concealed in the voice, and the deep heartache spread out, declaring his extremely gentle thoughts in the empty room.

Fu Ying frowned slightly.

He seemed to sense a tremor in Ting Miao's voice, and hesitated for a while: "Okay."

I don't know if I'm answering no smoking, or the phrase don't reject me.

But Ting Miao didn't want to delve into it anymore, he raised the corner of his mouth contentedly, couldn't help holding the back of Fu Ying's injured hand, brought it to his mouth, and in Fu Ying's surprised expression, pursed his lips shyly, and kissed carefully.

Fu Yingxin suddenly froze for a second.

The warm and soft touch moved on the ugly and ugly scabs, and from time to time, she pursed her mouth and kissed lightly. Strange currents flowed from the back of her hands to every part of her body. Fu Ying stared blankly, almost at a loss. Ting Miao action.

After recovering, he moved his hands slightly, wanting to leave, "Dirty, don't kiss."

Ting Miao refused to let go, her gradually warm lips lingered on the wound, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, she kept touching lightly.

A thick flame clustered in her heart, Fu Ying lowered her eyes, staring at Ting Miao's lovely hair on top of her head, and moved her hand away suddenly.

The sudden departure made Ting Miao feel a strong loss in his heart.

But she didn't want to, Fu Ying backhanded suddenly, her palm slowly approached Ting Miao's cheek, touching it recklessly.The small face was held by his wide palm, rubbing the fair and delicate skin, touching it little by little, and touching it down, the movements were as light as if there were fragile treasures in the palm.

The thick and strong palms contained fine calluses, and when they kept touching the soft cheeks, an electric current rushed through them, and the two narrowed their eyes in satisfaction almost at the same time.

Ting Miao thought for a while, reached out to hold Fu Ying's palm, took his hand, and taught him to caress his face ambiguously.

Everything in the room seemed to stand still.

Ting Miao never wished that time would stop for a moment.

His heart was pounding, which was stronger and denser than the sound of drums beating. He sighed contentedly, closed his eyes slightly, and rubbed Teacher Fu's palm affectionately. With an ambiguous and seductive aura, the two of them were about to be overwhelmed.

"Ring, ring, ring...!" The phone rang in a hurry.

Ting Miao jumped up hastily, patted his face, and left with an uncontrollable expression. He suddenly realized how bold and intimate his behavior was just now, lowered his eyes in embarrassment, and hurriedly connected the phone.

It was my brother calling.

Ting Miao was shy and anxious, answering the phone with his back to Fu Ying.

The softness in the palm disappeared, and Fu Ying's brain exploded suddenly, her chest heaved uncontrollably, and some ugly thoughts that were imprisoned deep in her heart were about to move, clamoring to spew out.

Fu Ying took a deep look at Ting Miao's back, closed her eyes, and pressed the corners of her mouth down hard.

"I, I'll come to you right away, wait for me in the room." My brother changed his clothes and found that he hadn't come back yet, so he called worriedly.Ting Miao remembered that he and Teacher Fu were doing such a thing in the next room, his face turned red, and after he quickly finished talking with his brother, he hurriedly hung up the phone.

He turned around, a little afraid to raise his head to meet Fu Ying's gaze, and stammered, "Well, Mr. Fu, I have to go first."

Seeing that his head was about to drop to the ground, Fu Ying replied lightly, "Yes."

As if the voice was too alienated, Ting Miao subconsciously sensed something, raised his head, met Fu Ying's deep eyes, and pouted: "Mr. Fu, you won't ignore me anymore."

You just need to stay where you are, and I will slowly approach you... What Ting Miao said was still in my ears, Fu Ying's serious expression cracked, but her voice was still hoarse and deep: "No."

A delicate and brilliant flower bloomed on Ting Miao's face.

He ran up to Fu Ying, lunged straight at him, leaned in front of the wheelchair and raised his head.His black and white pupils were wet and bright, and he showed his admiration without hesitation, and he raised the corner of his mouth happily: "Mr. Fu, if you obey this sentence, the stars will not be able to escape. You are the most beautiful and most sacred girl!" The one that belongs to me is a god sent by God to make me admire."

The slim and fine eyelashes trembled: "I will chase you forever."

Fu Ying's eyes sank.

Countless flames were poured into the chest cavity, igniting the memories imprisoned in his heart that were about to move.

"No one likes you."

"Haha, you are crazy, crazy, you are sick."

"My dear son, I love you so much, do you like your mother?"

"like."

"Yes, mom likes you too, mom loves you the most, only I love you the most. You are crazy, no one will ever like you, they will all hate you! Hate you! I want to scold you when I see you! Because you are Crazy! Only your mother will love you, good son, you have to wait for your mother to come to you, just wait here, no one will like you except your mother."

"Mom, where are you going?"

"Mom, die, yes! Xiaoying, why don't you go with your mother?! You are also a lunatic alive, everyone will hate you, they are normal people, what if you are the only one who is crazy."

Countless people gathered around him and shouted frantically.

The sharp screams were about to pierce the eardrums.

He vaguely saw himself licking his wounds in the obscure darkness.

Fu Ying lowered her head hastily, and the broken hair on her forehead hung down, covering her deep eyes.

"Then don't forget." He said to Ting Miao.

Ting Miao was immersed in joy, and was stunned: "What do you forget?"

"If you regret it, if you run away..." Fu Ying squinted her eyes, squinted at Ting Miao from the corner of her eye, and slowly opened her mouth, her voice was so low that it was inaudible: "I will kill you."

Ting Miao blinked and suddenly smiled.

The inexplicable laughter made Fu Ying's eyes darken. He watched Ting Miao approaching him, standing beside the wheelchair, bending his slender and soft waist, and his warm breath fluttered randomly in his ears.

Ting Miao stretched out his hand and carefully hooked Fu Ying's earlobe.

He bent down, his voice was hoarse, and he approached Fu Ying's ear, with endless thoughts surging in his heart, which broke out uncontrollably at this moment: "Before you kill me, I will find a way... to die on your bed."

The resplendent banquet hall was full of guests.

Ting Miao stood obediently in front of Fang Zhouxi, embarrassed to speak to his question, rubbing his toes on the ground, lowering his head, actually laughing.

"Who did you meet?" Fang Zhouxi held a glass of red wine in his hand, and took a sip.

Ting Miao lowered his eyelids, and said shyly and excitedly: "It's Teacher Fu."

Fang Zhouxi didn't expect it: "Fu Ying?"

Ting Miao nodded slightly.

Fang Zhouxi focused on other aspects: "Why is he here?" Fu Ying, Fu?As far as he knows, Jintang Fu is in charge of VEJ International, and Fu's old house is in Jintang Mountain.

But Fang Zhouxi didn't think much, seeing Ting Miao's shy expression, he guessed how happy he might be now.

It's not a matter of a day or two for my younger brother to like Fu Ying. Fang Zhouxi never interferes in his private affairs, and only mentions a few words when he sees this. Do.

"Brother...! Where are you going!" Ting Miao blushed, never expecting his brother to say such a thing.

Fang Zhou shook his head helplessly, put down his wine glass and said, "The dinner party is about to start, I'll go over there and have a few words with Mr. Lu, don't run around, when the president of VEJ comes out, we still have things to do .”

Ting Miao murmured: "I see, brother."

In the banquet hall, cups of wine were mixed, Ting Miao ignored the surprised eyes that were frequently shot at him from all around, and stood quietly in one place.

He was thinking about how to give the gift to Mr. Fu later, and he didn't see where Mr. Fu went right now. There were so many guests present, and he wondered if he would have a chance to see him.

Ting Miao thought to himself, but didn't notice that anyone was gradually approaching him.

A frivolous laughter sounded in his ears, and Ting Miao's brows were slightly furrowed. Turning around, he saw a man in a dark green suit holding a wine glass, with a vaguely frivolous smile on his face.

Feeling uncomfortable, Ting Miao stepped back to distance himself from him.

The visitor stared at Ting Miao with great interest, his naked eyes were like a greasy snake, moving around him disgustingly.

Ting Miao noticed that his right cheek was red, like a palm print, and frowned.

"Your name is Ting Miao?" The corners of Fu Huai's mouth raised, his eyes gleaming strangely: "I'm just a young actor, how can I come to Haishi Villa."

The other party was not kind to the visitor, Ting Miao pulled his lower lip slightly: "Of course he came with an invitation."

"Do you have an invitation card?" Fu Huai called out in surprise, and then remembered that he was flirting with the CEO of Jinrui Entertainment on the third floor. , I just said, if there are a few good things for the stars in the entertainment industry, you probably have the chance to come here because of your president."

Fu Huai looked down on celebrities the most, especially his own.

Ting Miao blinked his eyes like a baby, but the words he uttered were extremely cold: "Then what are you? Oh..." He suddenly realized: "The thing whose face is swollen is indeed a character, otherwise who has the spirit Slap yourself in the face."

Fu Huai was furious: "You...!"

Ting Miao raised the corner of his mouth and gave him a sideways glance, with a proud posture.

The white silk embroidered suit outlines the beautiful curves of the young man's body. His long legs and slender waist are wrapped in the slim suit. His bright eyes stare at Fu Huai. He is proud and cute. Fu Huai is undoubtedly interested in this appearance. Especially thinking of Fu Ying's attitude towards this person, the restlessness in her heart became more and more imminent.

He doesn't like celebrities, but if Fu Ying likes them, he can't help but want to keep them for himself.

Fu Huai immediately changed his posture, with an elegant smile on his face, but against the red and swollen right cheek, he looked a little frightened and embarrassed.

He claims to be a romantic man with a wealthy family background, and all he wants to do is to replace Fu Ying and become the real heir of the Fu family.

In fact, although Fu Huai's character is poor, but he was born in Fu's family, so his appearance is not bad.

He stretched out his hand gracefully, and bent down in front of Ting Miao, quite politely: "I haven't officially introduced you yet, but Fu Huai is the eldest grandson of the Fu family in Jintang."

Jintang Fu's family?

The person in charge of VEJ International.

Ting Miao didn't expect that this filthy person belonged to VEJ, he hesitated for a moment, but didn't reach out.

No matter which one it is, if he speaks rudely first, Ting Miao will not be in a good mood to negotiate with him.He pursed his lips and called Mr. Fu in a flat tone.

It also has the same surname as Mr. Fu, really.

very annoying.

Seeing that Ting Miao's attitude towards him was indifferent, Fu Huai didn't want to pretend anymore. He breathed lightly in his nose, pondered for a while, and teased, "Mr. Sir came here today to celebrate my younger brother's birthday, as an older brother, I should treat him well."

"No need." Ting Miao looked impatiently.

Unexpectedly, Fu Huai knew that he would not let him in, so his tone suddenly changed, and the topic changed: "So, Mr. Ting will only show favor if Fu Ying comes in person?"

"What?" Ting Miao's mind buzzed a few times.

Fu Ying...? !

He was stunned for two seconds, and Teacher Fu's handsome face suddenly appeared in his mind.

Take a closer look, although the person in front of him is disgusting, he is indeed somewhat similar to Mr. Fu. He has a thought that slowly pops up, and he can't believe it.

Fu Huai was used to reading people's faces, and when he noticed that Ting Miao was in a daze, a provocative smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Ting Miao asked suspiciously, "Are you Teacher Fu's elder brother?"

Fu Huai feigned surprise: "Could it be that Fu Ying didn't tell you his identity? Oh, you came to his dinner in person, but you didn't even know that he was the successor president of VEJ."

Fu Huai was thoughtful, and tentatively said: "That's right, what a wealthy family VEJ International is, maybe he thinks that the so-called celebrity is just a love of money and power. My younger brother is very thoughtful, so don't worry about it."

Clearly provocative, too, very idiotic words.

Regardless of whether Mr. Fu is from the Jintang Fu family or not, Ting Miao was only surprised for a moment. He nodded and looked at Fu Huai who was jumping calmly. She chuckled lightly and said, "Yes, who doesn't love money."

Fu Huai raised his eyebrows, took two steps towards him, and said in a low voice: "I know that you guys in the entertainment industry like to follow the unspoken rules, support, and benefactors. How about this, I have a few companies under my command, although I don't involve Film and television entertainment, but if you are willing, I will give you a lot of benefits."

He smiled ambiguously.

His speech and attitude were obviously intended to support Ting Miao.

Ting Miao's face darkened, and he was silent, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he blinked innocently, his innocent face was full of harmless to humans and animals.

"But I only love Fu Ying's money."

Ting Miao gave a mocking look, and said in a cold voice, "Are you worthy?"

Fu Huai's approaching movements suddenly fell silent.

Being slapped in the face, he still used Fu Ying, whom he hated the most, Fu Huai was stunned to death, his footsteps froze in place, his face turned pale and blue, and he cursed in a low voice: "Bah! It's just something that Fu Ying fucked, why pretend to be arrogant? Do you still think it's the young master!"

Ting Miao's expression suddenly changed, and he raised his hand and slapped Fu Huai's left cheek neatly.

The air between the two suddenly stopped.

Fu Huai was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he flew into a rage, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he covered his left cheek until his eyes almost fell out.

Ting Miao lowered his eyes, rubbed his wrist with a faint smile, and snorted lightly: "A dog's mouth really can't spit out ivory. His skin is thick enough, and his hands hurt."

"Fuck!! You are fucking looking for death!!!"

Fu Huai shouted loudly, and all the guests heard it.

The author has something to say: Fu Ying fights, Fu Ying fights, Ting Miao fights after Fu Ying fights

The right cheek is swollen, the right cheek is swollen, the left cheek is swollen after the right cheek is swollen

Horizontal batch: a bowl of water is level

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