The gold master's father is not easy to be

Guo Ya was like a fallen leaf, blown to the ground by the wind and never seen again.

If she provoked ordinary people, it wouldn't be so miserable. Deputy Nie always relied on the old man to get to this point. Zhou Cheng obviously didn't leave him any way to survive. He must be in dire straits at this time.

The newly selected heroine is very calm, which makes people a little scared.Of course, cooperating with such a person is also the most worry-free, and the shooting went very smoothly.

The last part was when Chu Xing hugged the person in his arms, both of them smiled sweetly, and the surroundings were filled with the smell of love.

This is a short love video, which can make the hearts of those present jump along with it, and show a different kind of smile, which shows that the effect is not bad.

As far as Chu Xing is concerned, he is really grateful that he can be replaced by a normal person to cooperate, and once again believes that the dumplings in the sky are easy to choke to death, and whether they can be swallowed safely depends on luck.

It is said that there will be a solution to everything, but if there is no Zhou Cheng this time, it is hard to say what the result will be if he relies on himself alone.

After the filming, he had a hard time with the staff and was about to go back to the company. As soon as he turned around, he saw Zhou Cheng sitting and chatting with the director not far away. On his side was Vice President Nie who had met yesterday, and his face was a little ugly. He had already wiped his forehead with his sleeve several times during this period of time.

Zhou Cheng had already seen him, the director followed his gaze, and waved to him with a smile: "Xiao Chu, come and sit for a while, Mr. Zhou treats you to dinner, don't leave in a hurry."

Chu Xing smiled and sat down on the side. He was not good at talking, so he listened more.It's just that Zhou Cheng's vague gaze swept over him, making him feel uncomfortable.

"There's still something to do over there, I'll go there first."

Seeing the director leave, Chu Xing wanted to leave too.

Zhou Cheng changed his sitting position, looked at Chu Xing, but said to Vice President Nie: "I don't care about your private life, but it affects the company...you should understand what I mean."

Vice President Nie's face turned pale, he rubbed his hands, and stammered, "Ming, I understand."

Chu Xing was not interested in the affairs between them, and he only found out later that the best way to be targeted by Zhou Cheng, who was very picky, and not to be tortured, was to disappear.

During the dinner party, he was absent-mindedly swiping his phone under the table. Although it was two days later than he expected, fortunately, there was still time. He planned to catch the earliest flight tomorrow.

Bai Jun is a player known as a genius. He helped the team win the national championship in the first year of his career. In the following years, he was even more invincible and became the brightest e-sports star. It's just that he didn't know what happened later. The state has declined, no matter how he asked, he said it was all right, as if he didn't want to talk about it.Later, Chu Xing saw the clues in the next few games. There were conflicts within a team, which could not be concealed.Thinking about it this way, you can understand why Bai Jun said that he wanted to start a business with him.

"Xiao Chu, why are you sitting so far away, didn't you see that there is still a seat next to Mr. Zhou?"

Chu Xing smiled awkwardly, moved over reluctantly, and just sat down when he heard a soft hum from the nose of the person around him, and the iceberg-like face gradually melted and became softer.

While the few people were talking, he bowed his head under the table and sent a message to Bai Jun: "I'll be there tomorrow." After clicking send, an extra hand snatched his phone away.

Zhou Cheng noticed his displeasure staring, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "How old are you, what kind of mobile phone do you use while eating?"

Chu Xing held his breath, only to find out that Vice President Nie was also there, sitting in the corner with no sense of presence, and his mind was heavy like an eggplant beaten by Shuang.

The polite words on the wine table cannot be easily believed, and Chu Xing has nothing to say, as long as he has a good drink with these people, he can go home early.

No one dared to force Zhou Cheng. He could watch Chu Xing drink soberly. The white light in the private room flowed on his fair neck. When he swallowed, his Adam's apple moved, and his young and handsome face was stained red by the wine.

The meal lasted until ten o'clock, Xiao Zhao arranged for them to sing, and Zhou Cheng dragged the dizzy Chu Xing out.

The stars in the sky and the street lamps on the ground made the powerless Chu Xing a little dizzy: "It's hard, it's hard..."

A sigh came from the top of his head, the movement was a little softer, the blurred light gently wrapped his face, Chu Xing squinted his eyes and asked with his tongue wide: "Are you still not giving up?"

Zhou Cheng clasped Chu Xing's waist hard, letting him lean on himself: "When did I say give up?"

After Chu Xing got into the car, he fell into a drowsy sleep. After finally opening his eyes, he had already followed Zhou Cheng out of the elevator, and was about to walk towards his own door subconsciously, but he was dragged back as soon as he took a step.

Chu Xing tried his best to open his misty eyes, and said seriously: "I want to go home."

Zhou Cheng grabbed his arm and went to open the door, treating the person behind him as an awkward child.

Seeing that he ignored him, Chu Xingdang pushed him hard, the soft and cotton-like person made the unsuspecting Zhou Cheng shake his body, the door was already opened, and he watched Chu Xing go crazy with cold eyes.

"You are sick, you can't understand people's words, I don't like you, I don't want to have anything to do with you, why pester me? Even if you help me, I don't appreciate it. People like you who take it for granted are really annoying. Hate."

Zhou Cheng's face darkened instantly, his pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at Chu Xing dangerously.

Chu Xing sneered: "It's ridiculous to think that everyone wants to curry favor with you."

Zhou Cheng looked at the stumbling man lying on the door in a weird posture to enter the password, and said gloomyly: "Chu Xing, you are really good at crossing rivers and destroying bridges."

Chu Xing saw double images on everything. He had entered the wrong password twice. He was about to press 9 when he was pulled by a strong force. He felt a pain in his back. The cold lips were blocked.

The world seemed to be at a standstill at this moment, Chu Xing's mind was blank, and he stared stiffly at those eyes as deep as the sea, from which he couldn't see anything else.

Zhou Cheng enjoyed this gentle and sweet touch very much. He couldn't taste enough. He wanted to have more and invaded even more, but the people under him began to struggle. Pushing him away, he was about to hit him with a punch, the watery eyes like a frightened little animal were full of grievances, and he scolded hoarsely: "Why, why are you?"

Zhou Cheng avoided it flexibly, as if he had discovered something interesting, the corners of his mouth raised, and he laughed: "First kiss? Tsk, so simple?"

The anger in Chu Xing's body was all aroused, and he rushed towards Zhou Cheng like crazy, with the momentum that he would not give up if he didn't let his anger out today.

Zhou Cheng let him beat him coldly, and when he became impatient, he restrained his waving hands, and pulled him to his home not very gently.

Chu Xing was poured too much, and the man threw him into the sofa. He was dizzy and hadn't slowed down yet. Zhou Cheng had already pressed one knee on the sofa and approached him, with a cold and harsh voice: "Chu Xing, Don't do this with me, I'm not that patient. It's getting late, go to bed."

"Don't worry about it..." Standing up to go out, the man pushed him back and touched his lips again.

Chu Xing's mouth hurt, and he subconsciously licked it. The rusty taste spread in his mouth, making him feel sick and want to vomit.

Zhou Cheng looked down at the rosy lips kissed by him, swallowed impatiently, and wanted to taste the satisfying taste again, but was pushed away by Chu Xing.

Looking at the man who staggered to the bathroom, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and he turned and went to the bedroom to take a shower.

Chu Xing was about to spit out his heart, liver and lungs. He could drink, but this way of drinking, he would die on the wine table at some point, it was too painful.After vomiting, he pressed the flush button, lying on the toilet seat weakly to rest.

He's used to being alone, and it's not uncommon to just sleep like this for one night. When he was in a daze, he felt that someone picked him up and put him on the bed, and wiped his body with a warm towel. It smelled good. The smell of shower gel came into the nose, and the restless heart calmed down a little.

He wanted to wake up and take a look, but was soothed by the words next to his ear: "Go to sleep." He slept until nine o'clock the next morning.

The hangover headache was terrible. This place was obviously not his home. The sunken pillow next to him had obviously been slept on by someone. Except for Zhou Cheng, he couldn't think of anyone else.

There was an embarrassed wry smile on the corner of his mouth, is it so difficult to stay away from someone?Compared to before, what was even more exaggerated was that he actually slept in someone's house, thinking of something, eagerly looking for his mobile phone, and when he found the flight that had already taken off, he stood there blankly, did he miss it?

The door was opened, and the man was wearing home clothes, and said casually: "Get up and have breakfast."

Chu Xing lowered his head and went down to the ground, took his own clothes, and smiled palely: "No, I'll go back first, Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry to bother you."

The pain on his mouth reminded him not to forget what happened last night, and he faintly felt that if he continued to be so unclear, he was afraid that he would never be able to get out of this vicious circle.

The two passed by, Zhou Cheng grabbed his arm quickly, but didn't look back: "I said breakfast."

Chu Xing looked back at him, with a cold face for the first time: "I said no, the times are different, and Xingqiang doesn't do that anymore." After speaking, he broke free from his restraint and strode away.

When he got home, he hurriedly packed his things, and called Guoge by the way: "I'm away for two days...the important thing...is, I don't want to miss it, and I will regret it."

Sitting at the dining table, Zhou Cheng looked at the cold milk and bread, sneered, answered the phone, changed his clothes and went to the company.

Opening the door of the house, I just saw Chu Xing dragged his suitcase into the elevator, walked to the elevator with a blank face, watched the numbers jump to the first floor, and his eyes were stained with blackness.

What Chu Xing didn't know was that he had only left for two days, and some things had changed. Apart from disappointment and sadness, what he was about to meet was overwhelming bad words and slander.

Some people don't want to give him a way out...

It's really time to think about whether you will regret it if you want to turn from the next intersection to another road.

The author has something to say: I have been away for half a month, and the update time is unstable. Now adjust and continue to resume the 10 o'clock update.

The original name compilation notice said it was inappropriate, and it was changed to Big Boss, which did not work well, and now it is changed to jealous husband.

Although he is an author with sloppy grades, he still needs to be rescued if he has a chance. After all, it is a piece of shit that has been dragged up to the present.

The next book I plan to listen to friends try to make a positive and negative outline, the title of the article is "The Days of Falling in Love with a Horror Novel Author", it is very exciting to think about it.

I had a bad performance a while ago, so I made a pit, and now I am a new person, no matter what my grades are, I will finish writing, okay, thank you all.