Green Tea Boyfriend Attacked Me [Transmigration Book]

Gong Yu tried her best to suppress the excitement of eating cp face to face, and silently looked at the expressions and states of the two of them.

According to the development of the plot, Jing Zhan should be like the one described in the original text. When he sees Ling Youyou, he can't even move his feet. His eyes are glued to him, and he just wants to snatch him back home. Be very fond of.

Thinking of this, Gong Yu couldn't hold back his enthusiasm any longer, and hurriedly patted Ling Youyou on the shoulder with a good look, and replied:

"Mr. Jing, this is Mr. Ling Youyou. He used to be a signed artist of our Huitu, and now he has his own studio."

At the end, he looked at Jing Zhan, raised his eyebrows slightly, and added, "Especially the waist, it's very good."

Said in the original text.

This is a great advantage, and it has to be said.

Hearing what Gong Yu said, Jing Zhan narrowed his eyes.

Ling Youyou's waist is good... how did he, Gong Yu, know?

People who were also surprised were Ling Youyou.

Since more than two years ago, Gong Yu's heart changed drastically and he stopped licking him actively. He found that he seemed to like Gong Yu a little bit, and he always wanted to ask him to sleep, but Gong Yu never gave it a chance. Nothing has happened yet.

So for many years, only his partner and Xu Min praised his waist when he first debuted in filming, but Gong Yu didn't feel it. How did he know?

Gong Yu didn't notice their reaction, but waited expectantly for Jing Zhan's next questions, for example, who opened the studio for him, does Ling Youyou have a boyfriend, what's wrong with his waist? good law.

Because if this is the case, he can say Xu Min's name logically, and then see the scene where Jing Zhan went to fight Xu Min for [-] rounds in order to win the ownership of his beloved.

If he can really successfully advance this plot, he will get rid of being entangled and tortured by these protagonists during the period before his death, and he will never continue to be chased by them to the set to attack him.

The small calculations in Gong Yu's mind were clattering, and he didn't notice Ling Youyou's suspicious eyes looking at him at all.

He continued to talk eloquently, wishing he could shed a few tears when he talked about the emotional part, but he was worried that the drama would be too much and he would look like a demon, so he only acted as if he was suppressing his sad emotions:

"Mr. Jing, you don't know that Youyou has been very rough since he was a child. Since he entered the entertainment industry, I have watched him go all the way. It is really not easy."

"But he has a tenacity. Once he has identified this path, he will work hard for it without hesitation."

"This kind of hard-working spirit is so admirable."

Gong Yu's professionally trained line skills fully played its due role at this moment, and the words were powerful and touching.

He tried his best to describe Ling Youyou's experience as pathetic and pitiful, so that Jing Zhan would have a strong interest in this delicate flower, and further develop a feeling of pity.

Gong Yu was concentrating on performing his tear-jerking performance, and didn't notice that the way Ling Youyou looked at him gradually changed.

He thought that Gong Yu had become enlightened today, and wanted to eat meat and try something new, but he washed himself clean and ran over happily, only to find that Gong Yu not only had no such intentions, but also said some things that were thoughtless. nonsense.

Ling Youyou got a little angry, and put on a delicate smile on his face:

"Gong Yu, what do you mean? You don't want to have a room with me, why did you ask me to come over?"

Gong Yu: "..."

Ling Youyou always speaks candidly, this kind of shame rushing to his face made Gong Yu's eyes widen for a moment, and he looked at Jing Zhan who was leaning against the wall to watch the excitement in panic.

Jing Zhan raised an eyebrow at him, and motioned for him to explain.

"I..." Gong Yu was dumbfounded.

Why doesn't the direction of this story seem to be right?

What about the double arrows just now?

What about the thick and thick sparks?

Shouldn't they be hugging and kissing by now?

Who is this incompatible look for?

Gong Yu, immersed in his own thoughts, completely ignored Ling Youyou's popularity.

He also didn't realize that Jing Zhan's initial sentence "this is" was not a real question, but a disguised warning.

Strong dissatisfaction with Gong Yu's casual contact with other men.

As the scene cooled down, Gong Yu raised his head, pretending to be attracted by the birds in the sky, while his brain was thinking quickly about countermeasures.

There is simply too little experience with how to deal with this situation.

Gong Yu was speechless for a moment.

In the end, it was Ling Youyou who took over the awkward situation.

"I have heard the name of Mr. Jing for a long time, I need to clarify," Ling Youyou fiddled with the broken hair on his forehead, and the corners of his lips slightly raised with a sweet smile, "Brother Yu only belongs to the crew when he is filming." personnel, and he got out of the show..."

As Ling Youyou said, he grabbed Gong Yu's sleeve and pulled him towards him, leaning his head on his shoulder, looking provocative, "He's my man."

Gong Yu: "???"

Jing Zhan was like a Tibetan mastiff as stable as Mount Tai, looking down at the chihuahua who kept barking at him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, a half-smile.

His expression was still as gentle and calm as ever, but Gong Yu seemed to have found the tsunami storm hidden under the calm water waves in his eyes.

He was jealous, he was jealous, he was jealous, and he was still jealous!

Before Jing Zhan could say anything, the phone in his pocket rang.

Jing Zhan glanced at Ling Youyou, took out his mobile phone, walked a few steps away, and connected the phone.

When he came back, he found that Ling Youyou's head was glued to Gong Yu's shoulder, no matter how Gong Yu pushed him, he refused to get up.

While waiting for Jing Zhan to answer the phone and come back, Gong Yu kept peeking from the corner of his eye.

He found Jing Zhan's expression when he went to answer the phone, it seemed that he was in a hurry, and he probably left soon.

Gong Yu clasped his hands together in his heart and prayed for him to leave quickly.

Sure enough, Jing Zhan hung up the phone and walked over, looking at Gong Yu with some disappointment:

"Mr. Gong, it's a pity that I can't have dinner with you tonight. My company has something to do and I need to come back now..."

"Ah, what a coincidence Mr. Jing, do you need me to call a car for you? Be safe and have a good journey."

Gong Yu interrupted Jing Zhan excitedly, tried hard to hold back the joy that was almost exposed on his face, and quietly backed away while saying polite words.

Unexpectedly, Jing Zhan stood still and turned around, and said with a smile, "Okay, Mr. Gong is willing to call a car for me. It's a great honor."

Gong Yu wished he could slap himself twice, his mouth is really cheap.

And this Jing Zhan is also out of his mind, he can't even understand the words of the scene, how does he usually do business?

There are people coming and going in the film and television city, and it is not so easy to take a taxi at the gate. Gong Yu put on a mask and stood on the side of the road jumping repeatedly, concentrating on stopping Jing Zhan's car, full of incompetence and rage in his heart.

From now on, if he talks cheap again, he will eat the pair of stone lions at the door.

The three stood at the gate of the film and television city, each thinking silently.

Finally, a small yellow taxi with a slap-painted surface came slowly, and the driver lowered the window, "Where are you going, sir?"

Gong Yu hurriedly reported the name of Jing Zhan's company, and went to pull the rear seat of the car, and made a "please" gesture to Jing Zhan, with an official smile on his face, "Mr. Jing, do you mind carpooling?"

Jing Zhan was wondering why he asked such a question, but what happened next made him wish he could jump out of the car and kick Gong Yu over.

The moment before closing the car door, Gong Yu suddenly took a step forward, grabbed Ling Youyou's slender shoulders, and made a gesture to push into the car.

Ling Youyou was much thinner than Gong Yu, and when he was unprepared, he was shackled with his hands, protected his head, and got into the car.

Gong Yu took out a small stack of banknotes that had been secretly prepared in the pocket of the down jacket, reluctantly threw it at the driver, and said loudly:

"Leave immediately! Be careful on the road, master, and make sure to send both of you to the destination safely!"

When his eyes swept over the two people in the car for the last time, Gong Yu saw Ling Youyou, who had lost his center of gravity, climbed up from Jing Zhan's lap with a face, and stared back at him from the car window.

Not far away, the Bentley Mulsanne silently followed the pitifully mottled little yellow car in front.

After seeing off the two evil stars, Gong Yu's mood improved a lot.

Carrying a small bag on his back, clutching his stomach that has been suffering from dull pain for the past few days, he walked quickly back to the film and television city to pick up the car and go home.

The air after the snow was cold and sweet.

Gong Yu couldn't help but took off the mask and took two more breaths before continuing to move forward.

But just after taking two steps, his chest began to hurt due to the sudden inhalation of cold air, which involved his stomach. He could only gently lean against the wall and slowly adjust his breathing.

A little sparrow flew over and sat on the top of his hat, scratching the fabric with its little claws.

Gong Yu stood where she was, not daring to move anymore, wanting to give it something to rely on for a short rest.

After a while, the little sparrow flew away with two "chirp chirp", Gong Yu raised his head and looked over, following the direction in which it flew away, he saw the blue sky washed by water.

Such a day, he can only watch for another two years.

Gong Yu adjusted his glasses, leaned against the wall and yawned lazily.

Like a lazy cat just waking up.

He stepped on the snow under his feet, making a creaking sound.

The rare childlike innocence was aroused, Gong Yu stepped on the snow in a small circle, until the toes hidden in the thick cotton shoes were frozen cold, he couldn't help shivering, and took leisurely steps Stand on the cleaned road.

The lens was accidentally poked by him when he was holding the glasses, leaving half a fingerprint.

Gong Yu stood on the side of the road, took out a tissue from her bag, lowered her head and carefully rubbed every hard-to-reach edge of the lens.

Facing the sun and looking at the clear light refracted by the glasses, Gong Yu put them back on the bridge of his nose in satisfaction, tucked up the collar of his down jacket, put his hands back into his pockets, and sniffed.

Suddenly, he was embraced by a sudden force but he didn't feel a collision, and the warm and gentle breath enveloped him instantly.

There is a familiar and pleasant clear voice next to my ear:

"elder brother."