After reaching the pinnacle of life, cheats came [Entertainment Circle]

Tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Wen Yanqing sat up abruptly, knowingly asked, "Who is it?"

"Me." Liancheng's voice was a little aggrieved.

"Why aren't you sleeping?"

"I can not sleep."

"Close your eyes and fall asleep."

"But I still want to chat with you."

Wen Yanqing stepped on the carpet with bare feet and opened the door for him.

With a helpless face, "Don't you even have jet lag?"

Liancheng hugged the pillow in his arms and said innocently: "You promised to be with me, you are too excited to fall asleep."

Then there is no need to remind him that he is already with him in every sentence!

Wen Yanqing pushed him with a blushing face, "Okay, okay, I don't know how to run, so why don't you go to bed?"

Who knew that Liancheng squatted on the ground with an "Ouch" sound and a painful expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" Wen Yanqing hurried to help him, and was hugged full of him.

He was facing Shang Liancheng's bright face smiling.

"caught you."

"It really hurts?" Wen Yanqing let him hold him, and opened his shirt, and there was a bruise on his collarbone.

Frowning, "Did you get hurt during filming?"

Lian Cheng didn't care, "It's normal for boxing. It's all skin trauma."

Wen Yanqing didn't believe his nonsense, pulled him to sit by the bed, and unbuttoned his clothes. Sure enough, there were more scars hidden in the clothes.

"Really fight?"

Liancheng put his hands behind his back to support his body, Ren Wenyanqing touched his abdominal muscles, and said "um" in a hoarse voice.

Wen Yanqing originally wanted to ask, can't Wu replace him?

But still endured it.

If Liancheng was willing to invite him, how could Qian Wensheng come without a substitute.

When filming, for the sake of shooting effect, more or less real things should be put in.

In the second half of the movie, there were more fight scenes, and Liancheng's injuries never healed.

Wen Yanqing gasped, as if hurting him, smeared bruises on Liancheng's body.

Liancheng suddenly grabbed his hand, pressed it on the wound, and joked, "Is it easy to touch?"

Wen Yanqing's face turned red up to the ears, and she said angrily, "It's easy to touch, it's really easy to touch."

Liancheng was amused by his yin and yang strangeness, his chest was trembling, and he said with a muffled smile, "From now on, it's all yours."

For a long time, I was still trying to remind him that they were together.

Wen Yanqing's eyelids were pink, and neither of them spoke for the rest of the time.

After he finished taking the medicine, Liancheng said seriously: "Do you still remember Zhao Man?"

Wen Yanqing's eyes moved slightly, "I remember, what's wrong?"

"Last time I said I would take you to see her, shall we go together tomorrow?"

He wanted to say hello to Zhao Man and end his treatment in the country.

Wen Yanqing held his hand, before he could say anything.

Liancheng naturally hugged him and fell on the bed.

Wen Yanqing: "??? Too soon?"

Unexpectedly, Liancheng just hugged him and didn't do anything else.

Not knowing whether it was relaxed or lost, Wen Yanqing didn't even dare to breathe too hard.

Liancheng took him into his arms, with a smile on his face, "I'm too tired today, if you want, I can do it too."

"No! I don't want to!"

"Then let's chat."

Wen Yanqing looked dejected, and poked Liancheng's face with his index finger, "You don't respect the elderly at all."

"Respect the old? Where is the old?"

"Me. I'm older than you." Wen Yanqing was confident.

"I don't believe it unless you let me see it."

Wen Yanqing's face turned red, this little rascal.

Lian Cheng was overjoyed, and buried his head next to his ear, breathing warmly, "Stop making trouble, can I tell you about my business?"

Who is making trouble!

The smell on Wen Yanqing's body was very similar to the sunshine in the suburbs in spring and April. Liancheng leaned on him, and his mood calmed down naturally.

These days, he is like a taut string, and no day is easy.

In the dark room, there was only Liancheng's voice, did Wen Yanqing respond and stroke his back soothingly.

Lian Cheng, like a little beast seeking comfort, spoke out all those pasts that he would not easily bring up in front of a psychologist.

"Am I bad?"

Wen Yanqing didn't answer him, but cleared his throat, "Do you know when I started liking you?"

With such a simple sentence, Liancheng raised the corners of his mouth and shook his head, "I don't know."

Wen Yanqing couldn't hold back, and kissed the corner of his eyes lightly.

Like a butterfly resting on the fingertips.

"I was only as old as you at that time." This sentence sounded a bit tragic, Wen Yanqing smiled, "The company has just started."

It is said that it has just started, but in fact, it has gained a lot of limelight in those few years, and the company is already the industry leader.

At that time Zhao Ling had bone cancer, even if he had money, he couldn't save his best brother.

For a moment, I was a little disillusioned, and then, "I saw you."

There is a female employee in the company who goes to work and fishes and plays with the computer, and she sees that it is the "Mountain" played by Liancheng. The young boy appears in the scene of beautiful mountains and rivers, which is a bit more attractive than mountains and rivers.

Later, he found out the source of that movie by himself, and gradually became addicted to Liancheng's beauty.

"So you liked my face from the beginning?" Liancheng was a little dissatisfied.

"Otherwise I like your inside?"

"I haven't even known you yet, how can I like your inside?"

Wen Yanqing always likes to tell the truth, and he can see that Liancheng is still a little upset, so he comforted him: "Later, I got to know you better and better, so I fell in love with you."

Liancheng's complexion improved, "Then you continue."

"Later, I liked you more and more, and tried to find a way to contact you."

Wen Yanqing's words about trying to hook up are fresh and refined.

In fact, he also easily obtained Liancheng's contact information.

"Then why didn't you add me? If you had added me then, the two of us would have been together long ago."

"We've been together for a long time?" Wen Yanqing said in a strange tone, "Have you forgotten what you did?"

Gong Ran said in front of the reporter that he doesn't like to shake hands with fans, and he doesn't like to get too close to fans. He also bluntly told fans that if he likes to explore his private life too much, he will be hated and receive a letter from a lawyer.

Liancheng: "..."

"Have you ever?" He pretended to be stupid.

There was a lot of trouble at the beginning, and many people lost their fans on the spot, and even turned their fans to black.

Those who say that even the city is crazy have gone to heaven.

But Liancheng just didn't care what the outside world said, and still went his own way with a cold face.

Wen Yanqing kept complaining. At that time, he had read a few homosexual literature in a brainstorm, and they were all about rich people and starlets.

There was one book that left a deep impression on him. It was an abusive novel. The little star felt that the love of the benefactor was an insult and hurt to him, and later committed suicide.

This caused great psychological harm to Wen Yanqing, who had just entered the Fumen, "And I am very burdened. If my subordinates and partners find out, will I still be a human being?"

Liancheng was so teased by him that he almost laughed out loud.

"What then?"

"Later," Wen Yanqing thought for a while, during that time, he liked Liancheng so much that he would always mention him when meeting a few friends, and kept praising him, "Why do you think this kid is so attractive, pure and bitter, Why."

Liancheng laughed again, "Where am I astringent?"

"Why do I feel that you are too astringent?"

"Impossible," Wen Yanqing resolutely refused to admit it. Later, he became more and more curious about Liancheng, registered the vest account and broke into the fan circle, and successfully obtained some news about Liancheng.

Although crazy, he is indeed an excellent young man who loves acting.

It's cold, but not impolite.

As for not wanting to get too close, no one likes strangers coming to post stickers for themselves.

Anyway, Wen Yanqing liked it more and more the more he watched it. After seeing her own mother, she felt that everything in Liancheng was good.

From liking to love, after the fermentation of time, it becomes more and more mellow.

In the beginning, Wen Yanqing still had a moral burden, but later on, she became worried that her actions would cause irreparable harm to Liancheng.

"Is there any moral baggage now?"

Liancheng's nose rubbed against his neck.

Wen Yanqing rolled his eyes in the dark, he now has a ghostly moral burden, "You are already an adult, we are not forced."

"What kind of?"

"It's not coincidence, the way of calculation is the same, and they conspire with each other."

"You lie, you obviously don't like being with me."

"Where are you not happy?"

"You didn't agree to be with me last time, I'm so sad."

"Last time because..."

"Because of what?"

"Because I'm not ready yet."

Liancheng's hands became more and more mischievous, and Wen Yanqing's voice became much softer.

With bright eyes, in the dark night, he leaned up to hug and kiss the person he liked.

Liancheng spread his legs apart, pressed his sweetheart under him, and ran his fingers through his hair.

Like his people, Wen Yanqing's hair is also very soft. After taking a bath, it always sticks softly to her forehead, gentle and harmless.

Wen Yanqing blushed and didn't dare to look at him, but embraced his neck obediently with both hands, but insisted on speaking stiffly, "Aren't you tired?"

Nose tip to nose tip, the breathing of two people seems to be trapped in this small space, unable to flow.Liancheng didn't kiss him, but like a small animal, he rubbed the tip of his nose affectionately, sliding the tip of his nose across his side face as if playing a trick, and his lips also loomed on his neck.

Wen Yanqing was amused by him and wanted to laugh, "Why are you acting like a child?"

"What kid?" Liancheng snorted softly, bit his neck, and ordered next to his ear, "You have to call me brother."

"I... I'm nine years older than you!" Wen Yanqing weakly protested against Shi Ke.

Liancheng can almost call him brother, how could he call him out!

Liancheng chuckled and pecked lightly on his lips.

"Then I'll call you."

"Brother~" The cello-like voice has a long and provocative ending.

"Would you like to hear it?"

Wen Yan was so red that he was about to explode. In terms of face, he lost.

Mosquito-like, "I like it."

My heart is as sweet as a river of honey, and there are cotton candy flying in the air.

Liancheng looked at him with a smirk on his face, "If you like it, how many times can I call?"

Wen Yanqing was naturally willing, he smiled and sent a kiss, "That sounds really nice, come again."

Liancheng pressed his waist, his fangs were eager to try on his neck, and threatened, "I'll call you brother, you call me husband, we both have our own opinions. If you don't call me, I will bite you."