I was reborn after being confessed by my nemesis [entertainment circle]

Regarding their return, Cheng Jin and Yun Zhao, the only remaining trainees from 309 and 205, looked longingly at each other: "Where are the presents? What about my presents?"

Wu Xian was heartbroken: "Cheng Jin! Don't you miss me?"

Cheng Jin shook his hand: "Stop talking nonsense, you have a schedule for work and a schedule every day, as well as a live broadcast, I think you are a hammer. Don't enter the dormitory today without a gift!"

Wu Xian was in a daze: "How do you speak Chongqing dialect?"

Yun Zhao proudly said, "Of course I learned it from me, what's the matter?"

Cheng Jin: "Hmm."

Zhou Xingdang took out Song Zhitiao's remaining necklace for Yun Zhao and Cheng Jin to pick out, and then entered the dormitory.Cheng Jin has been sleeping in 309 for the past few days, and the dormitory is a bit deserted.

Song Zhi opened the window for ventilation.

Compared with the coldness in Beijing, the temperature in Sioux City is at the most suitable time. The evening wind blows in, warm and gentle, and the crescent moon hangs on the treetops, faint and ethereal.

I was away for several days, drank some wine yesterday, and today I was in a hurry, so I took a shower and went to bed early.

Wu Xianlai Cheng Jin couldn't get up in bed, so he insisted on telling him what happened in the past three days in detail, speaking in a low voice, thinking about it, and listening to the wind outside the window.

Song Zhi was lying on the bed, with her long legs leaning against the wall, wearing a pair of headphones and playing "Young China" which was about to be performed in the performance.

Out of the corner of my eye, behind the foggy glass in the bathroom, the sound of splashing water stopped.

Zhou Xingdang was taking a bath.

finished Wash?

He thought absently, will Zhou Xingdang go to sleep later?If you don't go up, you'll be sleeping with him. They don't need four beds in their dormitory, two are just—

"Song Zhi," Zhou Xingdang's voice interrupted his wild thoughts, Song Zhi turned his face to the side, in the bathroom, only Zhou Xingdang's face was exposed, and tiny drops of water popped out of his wet hair, he said: "I forgot Get the bath towel, send it for me."

Song Zhi didn't move: "Please."

Zhou Xingdang can bend and stretch: "Please."

Not interesting.

Song Zhi's long legs slid down from the wall, thinking bitterly, Zhou Xingdang is simply a fool in love, the two of them are still arguing that C is their partner, and they have no personality at all if they say soft words.

Song Zhi didn't find Zhou Xingdang's bath towel, and shouted, "No!"

"Maybe I'm left in Beijing, use yours!" Zhou Xingdang's voice came through the door, sounding muffled.

Song Zhi pulled her own, walked over and said, "I just used it, and it's still wet."

Zhou Xingdang said, "I don't dislike you."

Song Zhi opened the door: "Hehe! I despise you!"

As soon as the words fell, he was caught off guard and pulled in. The moment the door closed, he was pressed against the door, and a delicate and sticky kiss fell on the collarbone, from a kiss to a lick.

Song Zhi shrank back sensitively, with his back leaning against him and having nowhere to hide, he was forced to raise his head, letting the kiss go up along his Adam's apple, and land heavily on his lips.Zhou Xingdang was talented in kissing, he could sing well, but he had enough lung capacity, the kiss made Song Zhi breathless, so he couldn't help but push him.

The boy's chest is firm and powerful, and the palms of his hands are soft, and he will only be squeezed to death.

Love fool ass!

Song Zhi thought to himself, he was really deceived by Zhou Xingdang's harmless appearance, he completely forgot that this person was a beast, and he still lied to him, damn it, isn't the bath towel wrapped around his lower body well? !

Just as he was thinking, his lip was bitten.

Biting hard, Song Zhi gasped, and angrily pushed Zhou Xingdang: "You are a dog!"

Zhou Xingdang was unmoved, his low and hoarse voice was ambiguous in the kiss: "Who told you not to concentrate on kissing me?" He pinched Song Zhi's chin and asked, "Who are you thinking about?"

Song Zhi was able to catch her breath, breathed in the fresh air desperately, and gave Zhou Xingdang a neither soft nor hard look: "Another man."

The little dog couldn't stand the excitement, so he jumped up immediately, and didn't care about the water on his body before rubbing against him, "Which one? Who? Are you another man?"

"Keep your voice down...!"

"Then tell me clearly!"

"Why should I tell you clearly?" The faint orange smell wafted from Zhou Xingdang's body, he couldn't help sniffing it, and felt that he was a pervert, and said duplicity: "What is the relationship between the two of us? I'm obliged to—I|Fuck—"

He gritted his teeth: "Release!"

Zhou Xingdang hid his evil, his hands didn't listen to Song Zhi's words at all, his eyes were fixed on Song Zhi's reaction, watching his eyes change from resistance to confusion, he gasped lightly, and asked Song Zhi: "How am I?"

Song Zhi didn't have the energy to talk to him at all, but he still insisted on asking for an answer.

Song Zhi's forehead was pressed against his shoulder, and her voice became soft: "...you are so noisy. Is there someone like you who... is so half-hearted in serving others?"

"Zhou Xingdang! Song Zhi!" There was a sudden knock on the door behind him, which startled Song Zhi. Only then did he realize that the figure inside could be seen from the outside through the frosted glass, so he subconsciously wanted to push Zhou Xingdang away without much strength. Naturally, I couldn't push it, and I heard Wu Xian shouting outside: "I want to go to the bathroom!"

Zhou Xingdang's tone was steady: "Go outside, it's not convenient here."

Wu Xian: "What are you two doing?!"

Zhou Xingdang glanced at Song Zhi, and moved his fingertips slightly. Song Zhi's hand immediately grabbed his wrist, pinched it in, and forced his voice back.Zhou Xingdang licked his lips, stared at him, and said to Wu Xian, "I have something to talk about."

Wu Xian groaned, muttering to himself if he needed to occupy the toilet, but he went out obediently.

Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief, and bit Zhou Xingdang's shoulder.

Zhou Xingdang smiled softly, and kissed softly on the corners of Song Zhi's reddened eyes. At that moment, he said, "I like you so much, Song Zhi."

Song Zhi couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and it took a long time before he slowly read Zhou Xingdang's words.

Laughed.

Here it is again, why is this person 28 years old with a virtue?

Zhou Xingdang pinched the back of his neck: "Laughing at me?"

Song Zhi kicked her pajama pants lazily, and pushed him: "Hurry up and get out, I'll take a shower."

Zhou Xingdang was aggrieved: "Throw it away when you're done using it? How heartless!"

Seems really immoral.Song Zhi bowed her head and thought for a while, then put her arms around Zhou Xingdang's neck, leaned into his arms, rubbed against him, and finally praised him sincerely: "You are very good."

Zhou Xingdang: "...?"

This is, he was prostituted? ? ?

The author has something to say: a short chapter~ my head hurts a bit, so there is only so much!

There will be an ellipsis, and the debt owed will always be repaid, hum!I plan to watch the 100th anniversary cultural performance for a while, so I went to bed~ Good night, babies~~~

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