The actor wants to get a divorce

Lin Zhaozhi really didn't believe Ji An.

Ji An lied to him again and again, even if he was a fool, he could no longer believe his words.

Not to mention Lin Zhaozhi.

Just now, it was obvious that Ji An was hiding something from him.

He looked at Ji An, feeling an indescribable chill in his heart, every sentence of Ying Qi's words echoed in his ears, like heavy ears, shaking his face one after another.

He really became the stupid idiot that Ying Qi said was being used as a gun by Ji An.

Ji An didn't tell him the truth, he actually went to fight Ying Qi for Ji An's sake.

If the reporter finds out, his reputation in the entertainment industry for so many years will be completely ruined.

Lin Zhaozhi was a little annoyed.

What the hell is he doing?Just for Ji An, make yourself like this.

Ji An didn't know what Lin Zhaozhi was thinking at the moment, he stared at Lin Zhaozhi's scarred face, and just wanted to give him the medicine quickly.

"I'll give you medicine first, your face is precious."

Lin Zhaozhi dodged slightly, and his tone became a little cold, "No need, just a little skin trauma, it will be fine after a few days."

Ji An sighed: "I'm sorry, I really didn't expect that you and Ying Qi would do it."

Lin Zhaozhi frowned. In fact, Ji An was not much better than him, especially the wound on his shoulder that was burned by the cigarette butt, which looked shocking.

"Treat the injury on your shoulder. Be careful of the wound inflammation. If it doesn't work, go to the hospital."

Ji An shrugged his shoulders. He didn't expect the wound to be hurt. He lay down on the sofa in pain, and immediately howled: "It hurts, it hurts..."

"If it hurts, go to the hospital."

Ji An's red-eyed Du Xi: "Don't go, how embarrassing, being burnt with cigarette butts..."

He poked his swollen face with his fingers; "And this slap, me, how can I explain it to the doctor."

"You can say that you were disobedient and were beaten by your family."

Just looking at his baby face, no one would doubt it.

"Forget it." Ji An stuck out his tongue: "I'm afraid the doctor will call the police directly for me, saying that I was domestically abused."

Lin Zhaozhi frowned: "Your shoulder injury can't be too careless."

"It's all right." Ji An got up from the sofa and scratched his hair, "I was beaten with a chicken feather sheet before so that I vomited blood, and I didn't go to the doctor. I'm still alive and kicking."

Lin Zhaozhi was stunned, vomiting blood?

"When did it happen? Your parents beat you?"

"That's right." Ji An smiled foolishly, "After the beating, he was thrown into a small dark room and locked up. Later, he was my cousin... He just went to work and carried his small medicine box on his back. , secretly fed me some medicine, and he said that I broke a few bones at that time... Later, I didn’t know what was going on, and it healed by itself.”

Ji An suddenly lifted the clothes on his stomach: "Look."

This time, Lin Zhaozhi saw that Ji An's white and tender belly had protruding heels and ribs.

His heart sank suddenly, and he was startled: "This..."

"It was the bone that was broken at that time. After it healed naturally, it was like this. My cousin later took a film for me, but it was misplaced and it couldn't grow well."

He was calm and calm, and even talked about the chilling experience with a smile, but Lin Zhaozhi was silent for a long time.

He thought Ji An was dishonest before, but now he feels pitiful.

Ji An pulled up his clothes and looked at Lin Zhaozhi pitifully: "Can I go live at your house?"

Lin Zhaozhi thought for a while, "Impossible."

Ji An was in a hurry: "You saw that, just after Ying Qi came back, he settled accounts with me and beat me like this. He will live here for a long time, and I must be in bad luck if I live alone. Lin Zhaozhi, we Not a friend? Do you have the heart to watch me being tortured by him?"

He looked at Lin Zhaozhi with teary eyes.

Lin Zhaozhi felt a little helpless, and sighed softly in his heart.

"You can live with me, but I have a few conditions."

"You say what you say!"

Lin Zhaozhi frowned, "First, don't tell anyone. If you are exposed by the media, I will pack you up and throw you at Yingqi."

Ji An nodded desperately.

"Second, no smoking in my house."

Ji An blinked and blinked: "Then... can I go to the corridor to smoke?"

"It's up to you, but you can't do it at home."

Ji An made an OK gesture: "What about the third one?"

Lin Zhaozhi: "The third..." He frowned: "I haven't thought about the third, I'll add it when I think about it."

Ji An was excited: "Then let's go tonight?"

Seeing his impatient look, Lin Zhaozhi suddenly regretted it.

He had clearly made up his mind to distance himself from Ji An, so how could he agree to such absurd request.

Seeing Ji An happily pack his little baggage, Lin Zhaozhi felt a little headache.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, Lin Zhaozhi took Ji An back to his apartment.

Ji An sniffed as soon as he entered the door, with an intriguing expression on his face.

Lin Zhaozhi: "What's wrong? That expression."

"It's nothing, I guessed the style of your house before I came here. Sure enough, I guessed it right."

"What style."

"Straight men are indifferent." Ji An suppressed a smile: "Are you really gay? No wonder you can't catch up with Gu Qing..."

Lin Zhaozhi said with a cold face, "I kindly asked you to take refuge in my house. If you don't want to point and point at my house, you don't like it. You can go back now."

Ji An hugged his hand and shivered, "Don't, Director Lin, I have no objection."

Lin Zhaozhi pointed to the two rooms in the apartment: "The master bedroom is mine. Without my permission, you are not allowed to enter. If you dare to enter, I will break your leg. The next bedroom is the second bedroom. You can go in and tidy it up yourself." Bar."

Ji An: "That's great."

"I'm going to take a shower first. You can wash after you finish cleaning up. It's late, so go to bed early."

"Director Lin, good night."

Ji An ran to his bedroom with a "hehe".

This time the bedroom was very big, and the decoration was also cold. Ji An threw himself on the bed, rolled over, looked up at the ceiling, and smiled "hehe".

After lying down for 5 minutes, he got up, tore off the bed sheet and quilt cover, and changed into the SpongeBob SquarePants three-piece suit he brought.

Lin Zhaozhi happened to see this scene passing by after taking a shower: "..."

He cursed an idiot in his heart, then turned around and went back to the master bedroom, closing the door with a "bang one by one".

He took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Hello? Ah Ning, yes, it's me. There's someone who wants you to check for me, Ji An..."

"Call me if you have any news, as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhaozhi was worried about Ji An again, and was going to give him a last-minute treatment... Cough cough, caring for him before going to bed.

Ji An's door was ajar.

He called "Ji An", but there was no answer from inside.

Fell asleep?How to turn off the lights.

Lin Zhaozhi pushed the door open and walked in.

─Seeing the scene in the room, Lin Zhaozhi was stunned.

Ji An was lying on his back on the bed, with his eyes slightly closed, biting his lips, his legs were spread wide, and his hands were...

"卄I"

Lin Zhaozhi came to his senses and suddenly cursed.

Ji An was also taken aback, quickly pulled up the quilt, and looked at Lin Zhaozhi angrily: "You...why did you come into other people's room casually?"

Lin Zhaozhi gritted his teeth, and his fists "creaked and creaked" when he squeezed them.

"Ji, Ann! Who allows you to do this kind of thing in my house!"

Ji An stammered, unconvinced: "Why are you making such a fuss, it's all men... shy... shy with a hammer. I don't believe it, you...you haven't done it yourself?"

Lin Zhaozhi said with a cold face, "Get off my bed."

Ji An was wronged: "Director Lin, you... what are you doing, you suddenly barged in, I was so frightened that I wilted."

The veins on Lin Zhaozhi's forehead twitched: "Get off."

Seeing that he was really angry, Ji An could only hide under the quilt, put on his pants, and got off the bed.

Lin Zhaozhi walked over, tore off everything on the bed, and threw it on the floor.

"Wash yourself tomorrow."

Ji An was helpless: "No, I haven't..."

Lin Zhaozhi slammed the knife fiercely.

Ji An pursed his lips and raised his hands in surrender, "Okay, I'll wash it up tomorrow. But let me ask, where should I sleep tonight?"

"floor."

Ji Anru was struck by lightning: "Ah? Isn't it?"

Lin Zhaozhi was very angry, "If I find out again, you can go to sleep in the corridor! And I thought about the third thing, in my house, you are not allowed to fly

machine. "

Ji An rolled his eyes in his heart, he didn't understand, they are all men, isn't this a normal thing?

Is it...

Fuck, is he that bad?

Inspired by yourself?

Ji An's eyes on Lin Zhaozhi instantly became pity and sympathy.

Lin Zhaozhi lost his temper and left angrily.

As soon as he left, Ji An rushed over and locked the door behind him, then rolled back onto the bed with the quilt in his arms.

He doesn't sleep on the floor!snort!

Ji An woke up early the next morning, thinking of temporarily staying at Lin Zhaozhi's house, he always wanted to express something, so he went to the kitchen to make breakfast for Lin Zhaozhi.

After Lin Zhaozhi got up, he heard the noise in the kitchen, and he walked over to take a look.

Ji An was wearing SpongeBob's pajamas, standing in front of the stove, humming a little tune while frying poached eggs.

He held the spatula in one hand, and with the other he naturally lifted up his clothes and scratched his waist.

That slender and sexy waist immediately fell into Lin Zhaozhi's eyes.

He suddenly remembered last night, Ji An who closed his eyes slightly, bit his lip, and blushed...

The body became slightly hot uncontrollably, and the abdomen was constantly tightening.

Realizing that he had actually reacted to Ji An like that, Lin Zhaozhi was taken aback. He quickly turned around and went back to the bedroom, closing the door with a "bang one by one".

With his back against the door panel, Lin Zhaozhi's head was in a mess.

God, what happened to him?

How could it be possible for Ji An...

Ji An is a straight man!

Lin Zhaozhi took a deep breath desperately, trying to suppress the desire in his body.

But last night's Ji An flashed back scene after scene in his head. He was a little bit uncontrollable tormented by this strange and long-lost desire. He gritted his teeth and decided to take a cold shower in the bathroom.

After closing the bathroom door, Lin Zhaozhi's breathing became more and more rapid. He pressed his head against the cold wall, hesitated for a long time, and then stretched out his hand...

Almost an hour later, Lin Zhaozhi came out of the bathroom.

Ji An was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, eating breakfast.

Seeing Lin Zhaozhi coming out, Ji An raised his eyebrows, "Director Lin, are you going to sleep in the corridor tonight?"

Lin Zhaozhi: "What?"

Ji An smirked: "Stop pretending to be with me, did you do something bad in the bathroom?"

Lin Zhaozhi's ears were flushed, but his face was still cold: "No."

"45 minutes in the bathroom without you? Are you bathing or molting?"

The author has something to say

This is the legendary...straight man flirting?

Lin Zhaozhi: Unexpectedly, I would also be hit in the face by the speed of light.