Slag Gong's Bai Yueguang substitute doesn't want to do it anymore

After visiting the shops in the town, the three of them returned to the homestay.

Shen Zhuoli thought that this time he could finally get rid of a certain light bulb that had no winks. Unexpectedly, Gu Yu followed them into the room, took out a deck of playing cards from his pocket and put them on the table as if by magic, and enthusiastically invited the two to fight. landlord.

Zhai Siluo was a little sleepy, Gu Yu, the light bulb was really an eyesore, so he didn't have a chance to be gentle with Shen Zhuoli, no matter how good his temper was, he couldn't hold it back.

He put away the poker cards on the table and stuffed them in Hui Huiyu's hands.

"If you want to fight the landlord, go to the director and the others. I don't have the energy to play with you. I'm sleepy and I need to sleep."

"It's only past nine o'clock, so it's too early to go to bed?"

"I'm not as young as you, and I don't have enough energy." Zhai Siluo yawned and pushed Gu Yu out, not at all used to him.

"Go back to your own room!"

Gu Yu had no choice but to reluctantly go back to his room.

After closing the door, Zhai Siluo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"This kid is not sensible, don't mind."

He lazily sat down on the rattan chair and poured Shen Zhuoli a cup of tea.

Shen Zhuoli held the ceramic teacup, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his voice could not be heard with emotion.

"Is he also so clingy to you when he is filming?"

Hearing this question, Zhai Siluo immediately thumped in his heart, feeling a bad premonition.

This guy is really jealous...

"I communicate with him a little more when I'm filming, but I don't usually know him very well."

Shen Zhuoli took a sip of tea, and put down the cup slowly.

"People you don't know will come to your room at night to ask you to fight the landlord?"

Zhai Siluo blinked guiltily.

"Actually, he's not the only one. They are all like that."

"Anyone else entered your room?" Shen Zhuoli looked displeased.

"They're all actors of the same age, so it's easier to get along with. Don't worry, I see them as my younger brothers. I have absolutely no other ideas!"

Seeing Zhai Siluo eager to prove his innocence, Shen Zhuoli couldn't help laughing.

"Why are you so eager to defend yourself? I didn't say you can't make friends outside."

He paused, and then said, "I just feel that Gu Yu is a little unpredictable to me. He looks enthusiastic on the surface, but he is not like that in his heart. It's better not to get too close to him .”

"Don't worry, I'm sensible." Zhai Siluo was afraid that he would still talk about himself, so he took a piece of durian cake from the snack box and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Eat something first, and talk later if you have something to say."

Shen Zhuoli gave him a helpless look, and finished the durian cake in two bites.

"Aren't you sleepy? Take a shower first and go to bed early."

Zhai Siluo said reluctantly, "I washed it on the set, and I don't want to wash it again."

Shen Zhuoli sniffed his neck, and said in a disgusted tone, "It smells like paint, hurry up and wash it again until the whole body has no smell."

"Then you wash it for me, I can't wash my back."

Shen Zhuoli had nothing to do with him, and followed Zhai Siluo into the bathroom, only to find that there was a bathtub inside, not too big or too small, just enough for an adult to lie on.

Taking advantage of Zhai Siluo's time to turn on the hot water, Shen Zhuoli asked the front desk for a bunch of essential oils and bath salts, intending to help Zhai Siluo take a good bath.

As soon as Zhai Siluo started filming, he didn't care about his personal image. When he was not on the set, he was wrapped in a thick black down jacket and a pair of gray cotton trousers. The group performances are no different.The long hair is too lazy to take care of, and the forehead even covers the eyes.

Shen Zhuoli sat on the edge of the bathtub, turned on the shower to the lowest setting, and washed Zhai Siluo's hair first.

"You've got blood in your hair, and sand."

Shen Zhuoli lowered his head and stroked his black hair, with a hint of distress in his eyes.

"For filming, it's normal to often roll in the mud."

"Aren't you acting like a dandy prince, why do you still need to work so hard?"

"They are all courtiers working for the emperor. How can it be so easy to be a prince."

Zhai Siluo was enjoying his head and neck massage comfortably, his thick eyelashes were tightly closed.Shen Zhuoli looked at his face that was blushed by the heat, his trembling eyelashes, his heartstrings seemed to be twitched by something, and he lowered his head and kissed his eyelashes.

Zhai Siluo was soaked in warm water, all the exhaustion in his body disappeared, his bones were limp, and he couldn't lift his strength, no matter how Shen Zhuoli kissed him, he didn't respond, as if he was asleep.

Shen Zhuoli guessed that he was tired, so he helped him wash his hair, and when the warm water he soaked in turned cold, he took a big bath towel to wrap him up, put on the water, and picked him up from the bathtub.

At this time, Zhai Siluo was extremely sleepy, his eyelids were drooping, and when he got on the bed, he was about to turn over and get under the quilt, when Shen Zhuoli pinned the back of his neck again.

He stroked Zhe Siluo's wet black hair like he usually combed Xiao Jiu's hair, with a gentle voice.

"Hey, let's dry your hair before going to sleep."

"Then blow it yourself, I'm going to sleep first." Zhai Siluo opened his eyes a crack, and then closed them quickly.

Shen Zhuoli hummed helplessly, took the hair dryer, turned on the hot air, and after testing the temperature with his hands, he began to dry his hair.

Zhai Siluo was sitting upright on the head of the bed at first, but the back of his head became more and more crooked, and kept sliding to the side. If Shen Zhuoli hadn't supported him, he would have fallen headlong under the bed.

Shen Zhuoli blew his hair until it was half dry, then turned off the blower, and supported Zhai Siluo's neck to lean back.

"Go to sleep, I won't torment you anymore."

Zhai Siluo closed his eyes, moved his mouth, and murmured twice unconsciously, which was regarded as a response.

Shen Zhuoli helped him cover the quilt, and after confirming that he was asleep, he turned off the headlights in the room and went out the door quietly.

He went directly to the room diagonally opposite and knocked on the door twice.

Gu Yu opened the door and was surprised to see him.

"Come out, let's talk." Shen Zhuoli looked at him expressionlessly.

Gu Yu stuck out his tongue, and was about to make a harmless joke with Shen Zhuoli habitually, but found that the man's eyes were cold and sharp, as if he had already seen through the hidden things in his heart.

The two went to the empty terrace at the end of the corridor.

On a winter night, the wind was very strong on the terrace. Even though Gu Yu wrapped his coat tightly, he still felt the cold wind seep into his bones, but the man beside him didn't feel it at all, his coat was unbuttoned, and his palms were casually inserted in his pockets.

"This is really a good place for killing people and throwing corpses."

Shen Zhuoli kept silent, Gu Yu couldn't help but made a joke to ease the condensed atmosphere.

But his smile didn't move the man for a moment, Shen Zhuoli lit a cigarette, then turned to look at him with dark eyes.

"What do you want to do with people who are close to me?"

Gu Yu's smile froze.Shen Zhuoli's person naturally refers to Zhai Siluo.It seems that he was the light bulb for the two of them once today, and Shen Zhuoli still has resentment.

"Mr. Shen, you misunderstood me. I just regard Brother Siluo as an older brother. He has been taking care of me since joining the group. I am very grateful to him..."

Shen Zhuoli sneered.

"Don't you have an older brother? Do you still need to recognize someone else as an older brother?"

As soon as he finished speaking, it seemed that he had poked Gu Yu's sore spot, and the handsome young man's face changed slightly.

"I have no blood relationship with him, he was adopted by my father."

Shen Zhuoli frowned slightly, and looked at him in surprise.

Gu Feng was adopted, this was the first time he heard of it.

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