Kiss you again like a baby [entertainment circle]

Song Cicheng turned on the air conditioner, lying on the bed and staring at the pop-up on Weibo, "It's reasonable and well-founded, microscope girl!" He frowned and thought.Inadvertently, the bed next to him sank, and someone came to the bed with ease, and put his hands behind him.Song Cicheng was already ticklish, so he couldn't hold back, and almost hit his face with his phone.

Liang Song couldn't help laughing: "Sleep after posting."

As he spoke, he took his cell phone away.

On the screen of the mobile phone, the Weibo profile picture is a yellow chrysanthemum.

After Liang Song KTV ended, he went to the wine bureau again. Even though he had taken a shower, he still smelled of alcohol.Song Cicheng shrank his body forward, his face was frowning, unexpectedly, he didn't answer.

Liang Song paused, and quickly put his arms around his shoulders: "Director Zhang talked to me about the film cooperation, so I can't save his face. I really can't push it, so I drank two more glasses."

Song Cicheng let him go, and sighed: "It's not this."

It is obvious that I have something on my mind but I am too lazy to talk about it.

"I can't tell if you're unhappy?"

"Really not." Song Cicheng sighed deeply again. He turned around and faced Liang Song. He was afraid that he would think too much, so he opened his mouth, "Jiang Chuling's matter, after careful consideration, I always feel something is wrong... I think, I shouldn't allow him to comment."

"If he asks you to post it, you can post it. It's your account anyway. No one but me knows that Song Daxing's Weibo account is actually a chrysanthemum." Liang Song didn't care, and joked, "What are the consequences for him? conceited."

Liang Song stared at him, couldn't hold back, and scratched the bridge of his nose.Then turned off the light, and tucked the quilt: "Thinking so much, you think you are a Bodhisattva. Other people's lives are other people's lives, so you can sleep with me now."

Song Cicheng leaned forward. In the darkness, he couldn't see Liang Song's expression clearly, but hearing what he said, he was probably a little unhappy.Song Ci submitted the post, and sighed softly: "But Jiang Chuling is my half brother after all..."

Liang Song paused, and a low and hoarse voice came from the top of his head: "What are you worried about?"

Song Cicheng hesitated for a moment: "He asked me how I became popular. I joked that I wasn't very popular. I depended on my face for food and Liang Song's food. It's easy to get popular."

Liang Song hummed lightly: "That's true."

Song Cicheng made a fuss, pulled the quilt, and kicked him: "But the more I think about it now, the more something is wrong...Jiang Chuling is clearly going to climb up by following Qu Ming's heat. He asked me to invite Qu Ming to dinner Forget about it, now he goes to the bar and asks Qian Keyi to record a video and put it on the Internet, first use Qu Ming's face to go in, and then find Qu Ming as a child. And let me use the trumpet to play the rhythm in the comment area..."

As he spoke, he frowned.

Liang Song was also silent for a moment: "He also wants to be like you, in order to get other people's love, does he enter the social circle to have fun?"

"How do I feel...he interpreted my words as saying that if you want to get popular quickly, you have to find someone to catch your attention?" Song Cicheng paused, "I was just joking like this, and he seems to believe it..."

Liang Song hugged his hand tightly: "..."

"Although it's true that it's easy to get popular, but isn't it because he didn't know that he committed suicide?" Song Cicheng was ashamed, "Look at the recent news trends, the navy he invited is all over the place. Praising him as a child star, Qu Ming gets more and more negative news."

He just offended someone before he entered the circle.

Qu Ming who raised him and watered him...

Song Cicheng felt regretful in his heart.

If I knew it earlier, I would have spoken well.

Liang Song glanced at him, frowned, and replied lazily: "It's not your fault. As long as Qu Ming's public relations are quicker, there is no need to engage in such a big battle. Even if Jiang Chuling wants to rub, this sign can be pinched Died in the cradle. Let me just say, his team's operation really sucks."

"..." Do you think everyone is the same as you, the actor!Song Ci was silent, and the words came to his lips in circles, "Then, the matter has come to an end, Qu Ming, will you blame Jiang Chuling? ... This child is indeed at the baby level for letting us go. Won't!"

"Aren't you familiar with Qu Ming, you ask me?" Liang Song snorted disdainfully, "Who, every day, gossip with Qu Ming, pretend that I don't exist, and keep mentioning him in front of me. "

His voice was muffled, and Song Cicheng was still immersed in the thoughts of what Jiang Chuling was going to do. He only felt that he had hurt him.While distracted, Liang Song entangled himself, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

Song Cicheng didn't push and push, and he didn't restrain himself.Holding the person directly close to the neck, all the breath exhaled was sprayed on Song Cicheng's skin.He lowered his head, leaned against his neck, and kissed it lightly.

"Fuck you! I'm filming tomorrow, so I can't leave a mark!" Song Cicheng exclaimed, trying to hide in a hurry.

Liang Song's eyes darkened, and he grabbed his hand: "Don't worry, I know."

……

Song Cicheng's eyelids were heavy, and when he was finally going to sleep after he finished his busy work, he heard Liang Song say in a daze, "In Director Zhang's movie, there is a role played by Qu Ming. After two days of audition, I will make a sideshow for you."

Liang Song pressed against his ear: "Good night, sleep peacefully."

Jiang Chuling and Qu Ming were in a stalemate.

The clock on the wall was ticking.

The smile on Qu Ming's face disappeared completely.He lowered his head and fiddled with his mobile phone, glanced coldly at the information on the screen, and then put it in his pocket.He pushed open the door and found Jiang Chuling sitting on the bed, his spirits high, and he knew that his previous guesses had almost come true.

Qu Ming's smile didn't reach his eyes, he stood by the door frame, tilted his head and slowly closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and finally suppressed the force of gnashing his teeth.When he opened his eyes again, he was so lazy that he said in a strong tone, "You are really interesting, I didn't expect it."

"I forgot, the word harmless to humans and animals is used to describe people."

As he spoke, his eyes became more and more serious.

He even seriously thought that if Jiang Chuling insisted on defending, he could still throw him down from the balcony with the root and pot, and fall to pieces.Although he wasn't that cruel and couldn't do such a thing, he was afraid that one day he would be so angry that he lost all reason and could do anything when he went crazy.

Jiang Chuling was obviously taken aback, and quickly got up from the bed, standing beside the bed at a loss, shaking the hem of his pajamas with his hands.But he didn't cry or make a fuss, he lowered his head quietly and lost his expression.Those tears and grievances before were really all fake.

He was still in his pajamas.It was Qu Ming who personally replaced him after dragging him back from the bar.

Qu Ming looked at him, his eyes swept up and down ruthlessly, he clenched his fists at his side, but he was smiling: "Why, I hit the mark, don't pretend?"

Contemptuous and ruthless, striding forward as he spoke.

When passing by, Qu Ming smiled, and said viciously: "You better not have a next time, I was polite to you before, this is not the capital for you to get worse."

Jiang Chuling looked at him, as if she didn't understand what he meant, but was frightened by his posture, and faltered: "...I...you..."

Qu Ming waited for the next sentence, took out a pack of opened cigarettes from the drawer of the bedside table, felt it out and lit one, and put it in his mouth no matter how choking the indoor smoking would be.He tilted his head, his sword eyebrows were raised, and his expression was a little harsh and perverse.

Qu Ming has always been a courteous person.But the premise of respecting people is that others respect him first.When he first passed through the book, Qu Ming felt that he must not follow the old path of the original owner, and that he would never end well if he treated Jiang Chuling fiercely.So he tried his best to treat him well, but now, reality gave him a heavy blow.

Hehe, the bamboo basket fetched water in vain.

Jiang Chuling didn't change much from beginning to end.

After waiting for a long time, Jiang Chuling didn't say anything.Qu Ming didn't have the patience to continue waiting, he leaned against the side of the bed and slowly exhaled smoke rings, his eyes were full of disdain: "Nothing to say?"

Jiang Chuling's eyes turned red again: "I..."

Probably meant to show weakness.

Qu Ming narrowed his eyes, this time he no longer felt guilty for making Jiang Chuling cry.Qu Ming's cognition was almost refreshed by Jiang Chuling time and time again, and along with the words that the crocodile's tears were hypocritical, he had a deeper inner feeling.

Qu Ming looked upset.

He didn't want to believe Jiang Chuling's rhetoric anymore.Not to mention that he was crying out of breath with his own face now, Qu Ming not only didn't feel the slightest pity, but even felt a little physically sick.

"Okay, you cry slowly, and roll as far as you can after crying."

Qu Ming smiled coldly, turned around and was about to leave.

However, Jiang Chuling seemed to really want to apologize, and immediately followed her on her slippers. Immediately afterwards, her clothes tightened behind her.

It was Jiang Chuling who was pulling at his clothes.

His hands were still trembling, but the strength was not too strong.

Qu Ming was too lazy to look at him.

Just slowing down, he left with a big stride.

The clothes Jiang Chuling was holding loosened in an instant.

It is not an exaggeration to say that quicksand cannot be held between fingers.

He looked at his empty hand, watched Qu Ming leave without emotion, and felt empty in his heart for the first time.The person who had always been kind to him suddenly changed, and he would no longer be able to coax him if he ignored him.

He doesn't care about what he says or does...

"Brother..." He really cried this time.Jiang Chuling covered his face with his hands, and the gaps between his fingers were filled with tears, which were wet.He finally tasted the saltiness of tears.

Crying and crying, she turned back into a mimosa on the spot.

The leaves are all wet, like being wet by rain.

Drooping, listless.

……

Qu Ming came out of the bedroom and went straight to the corridor.

When closing the door with his hand, the strength was so heavy that he didn't know it.It slammed shut so hard that the door next door trembled three times.

The cigarette he was pinching between his fingers was still alive, and he squinted his eyes and took two more puffs, feeling extremely irritable.In the dark night, in the undisturbed corridor, his depressed mood finally eased a little.

However, the next second, the phone in his pocket lit up.

Wei Minrui: "The company is almost issuing a warrant to push you to the cusp of the wind and waves to create momentum for Jiang Fengyue, the little fresh meat. Go home and have a good chat with your mother tomorrow, and prepare to tear yourself apart with Du Ting."

Qu Ming pressed his temple and took a deep breath.

He had to threaten Jiang Chuling as soon as possible, so that he would not dare to use his face to do evil again.Otherwise, a situation like today will just keep recurring.He pressed the tip of his tongue against his palate.