King Raiders Game

The room was a mess, everyone was busy with their own work, and no one noticed that they were tired of being together.

When going downstairs, the assistant's car was already waiting, Zhong Zilin got in and let the car drive to the TV station, and stopped at a convenience store on the way to buy some lunch.

He greeted Ling Zheng: "There's an interview in the afternoon, it's quite long, so you don't want to accompany it. The one-hour recording and broadcasting, plus ng, is estimated to take two hours. It's boring to wait."

Ling Zheng thought for a while: "Do you want me to pick you up when it's over?"

Zhong Zilin glanced at him: "Pay attention to your identity, you are my client now, I should support you. If you have time, go and dress yourself up. After the interview, I will come to your hotel to see you?"

Ling Zheng thought for a while: "That's fine, I will prepare some cream puffs that you like."

Zhong Zilin was very happy: "Really? I will come sooner."

The little assistant reminded at the right time: "Brother Zhong, Brother Tony said that you are not allowed to steal sweets behind his back. Your weight is already close to the red line."

Zhong Zilin immediately became angry again: "I'll just eat one!"

"Brother Tony said he doesn't believe it, you will definitely eat three."

"...Where the hell are you from!"

"Brother Tony, pay me my salary." The little assistant was distressed.

Zhong Zilin was really upset, when he arrived at the convenience store, he bought two lollipops and insisted on confronting Tony.The little assistant was stuffed with a 500 yuan red envelope, and his heart was very tangled and complicated.

The red envelope was given by Ling Zheng, he hissed: "Once in a while, let's put some water."

The little assistant was really speechless, no wonder Brother Tony asked him to watch these two guys carefully, they would really make a mess when they get together.This client, do you spoil the newly signed artist too much? If Brother Zhong gets fat, his image will be affected, and you as a client will also suffer!

Of course, Ling Zheng didn't care much about his losses.

Zhong Zilin can take advantage of the opportunity to leave the entertainment industry and go to Lingjia Village to be raised by him when he becomes fat. This is really great.

It's not that Zhong Zilin can't see Ling Zheng's evil intentions, he just wants to eat candy to vent his temper, he is such an awkward childish temper.But he still knows how much snacks he can eat with his own constitution, and when he swallowed one candy, he gave another to his assistant, but there was no endless overeating.

The assistant took Ling Zheng's red envelope, and Zhong Zilin's candy. Seeing that Zhong Zilin was not too arrogant, he was reluctantly bribed, so he didn't plan to inform Tony.The small report is really not so easy to fight. If he offends Brother Zhong, he will not have a good life.

Lunch was a bento in the car, Zhong Zilin didn't care much about living conditions when he was busy, but Ling Zheng found it difficult to eat simple food.He felt sorry for Zhong Zilin, and when the car arrived at the TV station, he was still reluctant to part: "Do you really need me to pick you up?"

Zhong Zilin wiped his mouth, put on his sunglasses again, and blew a kiss to Ling Zheng: "Don't underestimate me."

Ling Zheng could only leave with a wry smile.

When there were only him and his assistant left in the car, the assistant was quite helpless: "Brother Zhong's temper is like a child's, Brother Zheng has to be more patient."

Ling Zheng turned his head to look at the side of the road, Zhong Zilin was walking into the TV station in a chic manner, and the director there was already waiting, so he respectfully greeted him.

He smiled: "Zi Lin is just a bit awkward, but she is actually quite smart, hardworking and able to endure hardships. It has changed a lot of my views on artists."

The assistant is actually half of Zhong Zilin's fan. Hearing what Ling Zheng said, he became excited: "Yeah, yeah, Brother Zhong usually looks fierce, but he's actually quite interesting, and he's very generous to us. Sometimes he's just a little Childish, he also likes the kind of bubble bag wrapping paper used for express delivery, and when he sees whoever has it, he has to snatch it and pinch it."

Ling Zheng felt that he had seized the opportunity, and immediately asked again: "Then what else does he like? What else does he like to eat besides sweet?"

The assistant thought for a while: "I don't know what I like to eat, I just know that Brother Zhong must not eat spicy food or smoke, which is not good for the throat. Sometimes I play mobile games like Xiaoxiaole... Oh, I Come to think of it, does massage count? Artists are very tired at work. They have to sit upright for hours during interviews. They sing and dance on stage, which consumes a lot of energy like an athlete. It seems that Brother Zhong complained about finding Not a good masseuse, after all, the record department of the company is newly established, Brother Zhong's studio is short of all kinds of talents, he is quite tired."

Ling Zheng stroked his chin, and remained silent for a while.

Zhong Zilin didn't know that he was being gossiped by Ling Zheng and his assistant in the far away place. He was still thinking about the cream puffs that Ling Zheng had promised to prepare for him. After the interview, he couldn't wait to run to the hotel before he could take off his makeup went.

Lingjing Holiday Hotel, Ling Zheng always stays here whenever he needs to stay in the city, and he has left many various memories.Zhong Zilin was already familiar with this place, and after sending his assistant away, he took the elevator upstairs to knock on Ling Zheng's door.

The guy who came to open the door was wearing only a bottom shirt and bare two strong arms. Zhong Zilin was a little blinded by the flash, but Ling Zheng smiled at him politely: "Come back so soon?" Zhong Zilin pushed away He rushed straight into the room, asking, "Where's my puff?"

Ling Zheng kicked the door, smiled and stretched out his arms to hug him from behind: "I hid the puffs, so I can only eat them with a kiss."

Zhong Zilin really turned around and kissed him vigorously, "I love you the most, give it to me."

Ling Zheng was a little depressed: "You sold yourself out for some food..."

Zhong Zilin hugged his arm: "I'm a mild-mannered person... By the way, why are you dressed like this in broad daylight? The night of losing your morals hasn't come yet."

Ling Zheng smiled: "I'm trying on clothes, I can't be idle when you're busy, I went to the store just now."

Zhong Zilin was quite curious: "What did you buy? A new satin gown?"

Ling Zheng turned back and walked towards the back room, saying, "Don't look down on my taste too much, it's a suit, and I occasionally pretend to be a modern urbanite."

Zhong Zilin followed him more and more curiously, he had never seen Ling Zheng in a suit before.This old guy's style is sometimes quite traditional and rigid, and Zhong Zilin doubts whether he can wear a tie properly.

The back room is the bedroom. On the bed are several brand-new men's clothes of different styles and colors. The workmanship looks quite exquisite.Ling Zheng put on his white shirt, carefully buttoned the cuff buttons, and put on a black suit vest.

Zhong Zilin sat at the back and looked at him with his chin resting on his shoulders. The slightly slim-fitting clothes outlined Ling Zheng's back extremely slender and graceful, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and an extraordinary demeanor.He couldn't help but said, "Brother Zheng, you will look good in a suit."

While buttoning his cuff buttons, Ling Zheng turned around and said, "I look better when I take it off."

Zhong Zilin threw a pillow at him in embarrassment: "That's enough, being polite to you for a second will get you carried away."

Ling Zheng smiled and put on his suit jacket, turned around and showed himself to Zhong Zilin: "How is it?"

What else can I do, of course everything is perfect.Ling Zheng has a suave feeling when he wears a suit. During the day, he was jealous of Zhong Zilin's showiness, and now it was Zhong Zilin's turn to worry that he would be seduced by some inexplicable man or woman at the banquet.

Zhong Zilin looked at him slightly displeased: "It's dangerous for you to look like this. It seems that at the banquet, I have to tie a rope around your neck to hold you well, so as to prevent people from getting angry with you everywhere."

Ling Zheng came over and put his arms around his waist: "As I said just now, I belong to you. Do you want me to take it off for you to prove my loyalty? Only you can see it."

Zhong Zilin pulled the tie hanging around his neck with both hands: "Be honest."

With a cheeky face, Ling Zheng was not afraid of him at all, hugged him and refused to let go, lingering tenderly on the corner of his lips: "Zilin, you are so cute."

Zhong Zilin stared at him silently, while skillfully tying his tie.

Ling Zheng was still laughing: "You're cute when you're awkward, and you're cute when you're angry."

Zhong Zilin tightened his tie and thumped Ling Zheng's stomach: "Okay, you can get out now."

Ling Zheng turned around and looked at himself in the mirror. Well, Yushu is facing the wind, he is very chic, and his little lover helped tie the tie.

I'm really reluctant to take it off.

At this time, Zhong Zilin had gone to the living room to search around, and finally found the puffs hidden in the bar refrigerator.Since he was injured and hospitalized, he hadn't worked so intensively like today. Although it wasn't time for dinner, he was already starving.

The hotel's puffs are delicious, sweet but not greasy.Zhong Zilin ate with his head buried, while Ling Zheng was still busy inside.After a while, he dressed up and came out. He reapplied his hairspray, his hair was not messed up, and he seemed to have the subtle and charming mature charm of a successful man all over his body.

Zhong Zilin bit the puff in his mouth, looked up at him, and said vaguely: "Well, in this way, we can deceive those fat-minded investors."

Ling Zheng sat beside him and wiped the cream off his mouth: "This is all thanks to you."

As he spoke, he gently rubbed Zhong Zilin's shoulders: "Before you go out, do you want to relax?"

The little assistant is really not talking nonsense, just pinched Ling Zheng's fingers a few times, Zhong Zilin narrowed his eyes and looked comfortable: "...Oh, oh, you are not bad....Oops, ah, um... "

Ling Zheng rubbed him leisurely, his back was a little numb.

It's so beautiful.

Zhong Zilin didn't know that the guy serving him was distracted, he just felt extremely comfortable all over, the place Ling Zheng massaged was sore and hot, he couldn't help but screamed to relieve his refreshing feeling.The long-term fitness and dance practice has caused his muscles to be strained, and he sat upright for more than an hour during the TV interview just now, and every part of his body seems to be stiff and not his own.

Ling Zheng was still serving him with all his heart, and he didn't forget to ask him how he felt: "How is it? Here, here?"

Zhong Zilin lay limply on the back of the sofa: "... oh oh, oh oh oh!"

Ling Zheng smiled: "Your shoulders and back are stiff, I'll rub it for you when I have time."

Zhong Zilin hummed and praised him intermittently: "Oh... I can't tell, ah!... You, and, this hand... ah!"

I almost cried.

Ling Zheng put all his strength into his hands, not forgetting to tease him, lowered his head and bit Zhong Zilin on the back of the neck, and said in a low voice, "I still have a lot of hands."

Zhong Zilin's body shook slightly, and he clasped the sofa tightly with his fingers.

Ling Zheng stared at the faint bite mark left on the back of his neck, really wanting to bite more on it.He asked softly, "Are you coming back here at night? Come with me."

Zhong Zilin turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes were foggy, all stimulated by the sour and numb massage, "...Old hooligan."

Ling Zheng smiled and insisted: "Stay with me, it's lonely to sleep alone at night, I promise I won't touch you."

Zhong Zilin still glanced at him, and said vaguely for a while, "...Let's see how you behaved at the banquet."

As he said that, he looked up at the clock on the wall. It was almost time and it was time to go out.