Whose Little Eyes Haven't Seen the Actor Yet

What happened that night, Jiang Zicheng said that his memory has been fragmented, Chengcheng doesn't understand, Chengcheng doesn't know anything.

Before the incident happened, he protested a little bit, but unfortunately, he has thin arms and legs, but Xie Beiwang kissed him twice, touched him twice, and then softened his waist softly.

They are all adults, the company only stipulates that male artists with the surname Jiang under the age of 30 cannot fall in love or speculate in CP, and it also doesn’t say that they cannot have nightlife, right?

In short, a car that can't be described in detail drove past, leaving behind a lot of exhaust gas.And Jiang Zicheng was slammed into the waist by the speeding cart.

He was hit in the back on the bed first, then carried to the sofa in the living room and hit in the back, and then pushed in front of the outer bay window, and continued to be hit twice and three times.

Jiang Zicheng especially likes his small bay window. The small window is decorated very warmly. The wide window sill is covered with thick woolen blankets. He even puts the custom-made pillows given to him by fans. He often takes selfies in front of the window. .

However, that night, he leaned against the cold window with his firm back, and hugged his silly smiling face as a pillow in his arms. His legs were separated, crying, and he was hit by a big train two times and three times into a cave.

While bumping into him, he begged for mercy: "Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!"

The man kissed his face, lips, and neck through the pillow, and bit his collarbone with his teeth, like a voracious wolf.

So tonight...

...Jiang Zicheng, through his continuous efforts (zuo) (si), is happy to lift the Harmony high-speed train.

Jiangzicheng was hit softly by the Harmony train, and the train, which arrived in the evening, ran wildly all the way until dawn appeared in the sky, and then slowly stopped at the platform.

Xie Beiwang carried Jiang Zicheng to the bathroom to clean up, and then gently put him back on the bed.

Jiang Zicheng's hands and feet were soft, and his tears were all dried up.If other third-tier starlets have experienced the unspoken rules of the boss for a night, they will become "spoiled rag dolls", but Jiang Zicheng is like a spoiled screaming chicken, except for "ah... "Ah~~" "Ah!!" Other than that, no sound can come out.

He lay softly on the edge of the bed, thinking aggrievedly: The water knows when fish cry, Xiaojiangzicheng cries... the condoms all over the floor know! !

Xie Beiwang endured it for more than half a year, and finally got his wish.He simply washed up, wrapped in steam, and slept next to Jiang Zicheng.

Under the cashmere quilt as soft as a cloud, the two of them were not wearing a single thread, and their skin was close to each other.

Xie Beiwang's palm slowly stroked along the curve of Jiang Zicheng's body, moving from his back to his sore waist, and from his waist to his overused buttocks.

Xie Beiwang was very satisfied, and asked him, "Jiang...Chengcheng, do you have any questions?"

He specifically called him "Chengcheng", hoping that this dull guy would understand his hint.

Whether it's his thoughts on Jiang Zicheng, their past when they were young, or his plans for the future... As long as Jiang Zicheng asks, he will pour out everything without reservation.

It's a pity... how can people on earth capture the thinking curve of the magical little Superman?

Jiang Zicheng blurted out: "Didn't you say that a box of condoms must be used up before getting out of bed?"

Xie Beiwang: "..."

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Xie Beiwang: "..."

Jiang Zicheng: "Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw, withdraw, withdraw, withdraw!! User Jiang Zicheng withdraws a voice message!!"

"It's late." Xie Beiwang didn't feel sleepy at all, got up and took the unused condoms from the bedside, and unpacked them one by one.

Jiang Zicheng pressed the quilt and rolled left and right, wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, and retreated like a silkworm baby, "Thank you, Mr. Xie, I am just joking, my mother Since I was a child, I have been told that I joke regardless of the occasion, and my skin is itchy..."

Xie Beiwang looked at him with serious eyes: "You are not itchy."

"...?"

"You're itchy ass."

"...!"

■

Jiang Zicheng slept until noon, his hungry stomach groaning.

He struggled to get up from the bed with his waist supported, his legs were spread apart, his buttocks were sticking out, the soreness and pain continued from his waist to his thighs, he could only limped out of the bedroom while leaning on the wall.

There was no one in the living room. The messy sofa cushions and bay window sills were all neatly tidied up, and the trash can was even more clean. Not to mention the used condoms, even the used tissues could not be seen!As for the giant group photo that caused everything, it also disappeared out of thin air.

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

what is this?That bastard Xie Beiwang ran to his house late at night to rule him out, tried all twelve ways to eat chicken wings in one night, gnawed until there were only chicken bones left, and then patted his ass and ran away?

The more Jiang Zicheng thought about it, the angrier he became. He must have been in hot pot and spicy oil last night, but he actually drove with Xie Beiwang speeding all night.

He didn't know if Xie Beiwang had a driver's license, but he thought that a traffic light that was straight and innocent was bent just like that.

Standing in the living room with bright and clean windows, he complained loudly: "Xie Beiwang, you are the second man in this world whose legs are so weak that I can't walk!"

Before the words fell, a man's voice sounded behind him—"Who is the first one?"

Jiang Zicheng was startled, and hurriedly turned around to look over, only to see a man appearing outside the entrance, holding a few exquisite takeaway lunch boxes in his hands.

Jiang Zicheng: "...you didn't leave?"

Xie Beiwang: "Don't change the subject, who was the first man who made your legs so weak that you couldn't walk?"

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Xie Beiwang: "Say."

Jiang Zicheng: "It's my personal trainer in the gym."

Xie Beiwang: "..."

"Do you understand hip and leg training?" Jiang Zicheng put his hips on his hips confidently, "Deadlift, squat and lunge, extend and retract legs and curl... Mr. Xie, why are your thoughts so complicated?"

Xie Beiwang knew that he had been entangled by Jiang Zicheng again, if he continued to entangle, the topic would only become more and more biased.

He put the takeaway box in his hand on the dining table and asked Jiang Zicheng to come and eat.

Jiang Zicheng procrastinated and walked to the dining table rather unnaturally. Last night something that cannot be described in detail happened, and he hadn't figured out what kind of face he should use to face him.

Jiang Zicheng glanced at the lunch box, and asked curiously: "How did the takeaway get delivered? This community is strictly controlled, and even express delivery is not allowed."

Xie Beiwang helped him pull out the chair, took two thick and soft cushions and put them on it, motioning him to sit down. "I asked my assistant to buy it and send it over."

"Oh... wait!" Jiang Zicheng froze for a moment, "Mr. Xie, you asked your assistant to send it over directly? Then your assistant knows about us...we...we..."

Mr. Xie didn't return all night, and the next day he asked his assistant to buy food and deliver it to Jiang Zicheng's home. It must not be long before the whole company will know that male artists under the age of 30 with the surname Jiang have been unspoken by the company's boss!

Xie Beiwang said, "Don't worry, I just asked my assistant to deliver the meals to my residence."

"Where do you live?"

"Why?" Xie Beiwang said, "This whole building was rented out by Ruici as a staff dormitory. I live here too. Is there anything unusual?"

...It's not unusual, it's not unusual, anyway, the boss has countless luxurious and well-decorated apartments in the capital, so it's not unusual to have such a small dormitory.

Only then did Jiang Zicheng notice that Xie Beiwang's clothes had already been changed, presumably he went to the temporary dormitory to change.Recalling Xie Beiwang's access card in the hall on the first floor, the whole thing is a modern fable version of "waiting for the rabbit".

……

After the two finished their lunch, Jiang Zicheng slipped back to his bedroom to sleep, while Xie Beiwang worked in the living room with his laptop.

In fact, Jiang Zicheng slept too much in the morning, and now he can't sleep at all.The bedroom door was not closed tightly, and the sound of typing on the keyboard leaked from the living room, and the sound was very crisp. Occasionally, he would answer some important calls, in Chinese for a while, and English for a while. He deliberately lowered his voice for fear of disturbing Jiangzicheng. More magnetic.

Jiang Zicheng was nestled under the quilt, only his eyes were exposed.He involuntarily turned over on the bed, his eyes were looking in the direction of the bedroom door, and he heard the faint voice of Xie Beiwang.

What is their relationship now?

Jiang Zicheng thought, is this a relationship?

They met their parents, kissed tenderly, and last night they did some intense things that only lovers can do.

From the beginning to the end, Xie Beiwang never said a clear "I like you" or "I love you", but his eyes, his behavior, and his words have fully explained his inner thoughts.

Jiang Zicheng has acted in so many love scenes, and he can still tell whether the person who acts opposite to him is fake or genuine.

But Xie Beiwang's intentions were very clear, but what about his own?

He remembered that on the way back to Beijing, Lu Xia joked that she was going to marry "Mr. Xie".At that time, Jiang Zicheng was flustered, his whole head was filled with all kinds of complicated information.From this point of view... If he didn't like Xie Beiwang, wouldn't it be possible to think so much?

But what happened last night, if it is said that the two are happy and will come naturally, it is far from being called.Jiang Zicheng felt that his mentality was more like "half push and half agree".

That's right - he "just" in the end, but it can't be ignored that he also "pushed"!

He huddled up in the quilt in distress, broke off the round peas with his fingers, and read brokenly: "I like him, I don't like him, I like him, I don't like him..."

After counting one foot, Jiang Zicheng liked him; after counting two feet, Jiang Zicheng didn't like him again.

Jiang Zicheng knew that the only knot in his heart was the future of nurturing that was predicted at the beginning.But now his ability to prophesy has disappeared, should he continue to be trapped here?

...Thinking about it, Jiang Zicheng fell asleep in a daze.

Anyway, the sky is falling, and Xie Beiwang is supporting him. As for other things, let's wait until his waist is not sore and his legs are not weak before thinking about it.

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Jiang Zicheng suffered from kidney deficiency, and after lying at home for three full days, he ate and slept, and after three days, his belly was stretched out.

In order to accompany him, Xie Beiwang didn't go to the company for the past three days. He has been handling work in the living room of Jiang Zicheng's house. If he can control it remotely, he can control it remotely. If he really needs to attend the video conference, he will go back to his room and get dressed. Shirt tie blazer, hair neatly combed, meeting with subordinates.

Jiang Zicheng took a look at the door of the bedroom, and saw the dignified Mr. Xie, with a handsome suit and leather shoes on his upper body, but wearing casual pants and plush slippers provided by Jiang Zicheng on his lower body... This contrast is quite warm_( :з)∠)_

Xie Beiwang worked hard during the day, so he wanted to relax at night.

Jiang Zicheng protested: "You are relaxing! I am about to relax!"

Xie Beiwang said, "Then use your mouth?"

Jiang Zicheng: "No! Use your hands!"

Xie Beiwang immediately replied: "Okay :)"

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Wait, isn't this the same as the legendary "he wants to open a door in the wall and you don't agree, but when he says he wants to punch a big hole in the wall, you say it's better to install windows"?

……

Originally, such a relaxed day could last for a while, but that night, when the two of them were exercising intensely with their fingers, Jiang Zicheng's phone rang.

Brother Hu's name flashed on the phone screen, Jiang Zicheng hurriedly called a stop and picked up the phone.

"Hey Zicheng? Are you okay tomorrow?" Brother Hu said, "Come to the company tomorrow."

Jiang Zicheng: "What's the matter?"

Brother Hu: "Director Wu is looking for you."

"... Can I push it? Director Wu and I are separated by several levels, and I really don't want to talk to him."

Director Wu is the artist director of Ruici Entertainment. He is in charge of countless celebrity artists from all over the Ruici Group. 90% of the artists will respectfully hold him up when they see him.After Jiang Zicheng came back from Venice half a year ago, he met him once, and he was very impressed by Director Wu's oiliness.

Brother Hu: "No. But don't worry, this is just a regular conversation. It should be to talk about the work progress of the past six months, and your future work plan. I will accompany you, don't worry."

Only then did Jiang Zicheng reluctantly agree, and made an appointment to meet at the company at ten o'clock tomorrow.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Zicheng lost all thoughts. He took Little Jiang Zicheng out of Xie Beiwang's hands, and crawled into bed again, closing his eyes and counting the stars.

Xie Beiwang: "...you just leave me here?"

With his eyes closed, Jiang Zicheng stretched out a hand from under the quilt, and pointed to the outside of the bedroom: "Turn right when you go out, and the bathroom is opposite the restaurant. Turn the switch to the left for cold water."

Xie Beiwang: "..."

Jiang Zicheng lazily opened his eyes, saw that Xie Bei was looking down and his body was still high, so he bowed his waist and said to him earnestly: "Xiao Xie, you have grown so tall, you are a big child, it's time to learn to take a cold bath by yourself La."