I just want to hold a hand [entertainment circle]

"..." Lin Hang stood very straight, his eyes fell, and then he closed his eyes, and his throat tightened slowly, very slowly.

Probably seeing Lin Hang standing still for a long time, Tang Ci stretched out his leg and kicked him in dissatisfaction. It was obviously completely unreasonable, but he even played his temper with confidence: "Why don't you come over?"

Probably because the dim light really made people unresponsive, Lin Hang's brain became a little confused at the moment, and subconsciously followed Tang Ci's words, he took a step closer to the bedside.

But only one step.

His eyes wavered slightly, and he fell aimlessly to any corner of the room, but he didn't dare to fall towards Tang Ci, his back line was extremely tight, and he stood by the bed like a statue that couldn't speak or respond.

The stamina of the baijiu began to surge upwards one after another. Tang Ci lost all strength after pulling two buttons, and sank back into the soft quilt in a daze. Most of the snow-white shoulders can be glimpsed.

Tang Ci is too thin.

He just turned his face slightly in a daze, and the collarbone suddenly sank more obviously, and two small pockets were sunken, and it was hard to tell whether it was the light or the wine inside.

Lin Hang's eyes were already very restrained, but they still couldn't help but land where they shouldn't.

He unbuttoned the shirt one by one, and he could even catch a glimpse of a little red, which fell on the white collar, like a plum blossom that accidentally fell on the snow in a world of ice and snow.

Dazzlingly white.

Dazzlingly red.

It would be too shameful for Tang Ci to sleep all night with his collar open, not to mention catching a cold, even catching a cold is mild.

Lin Hang lowered his eyes, approached slowly, and pulled the quilt for Tang Ci.

The quilt was half torn, Tang Ci raised his long eyelashes, and looked at Lin Hang with a hazy look of water, which was almost stunning under the light.

Lin Hang paused for a moment before recovering, lifted the quilt up slightly again, and covered Tang Ci's hands and feet.

The drunkenness slowly rose, Tang Ci blinked slowly, and called Lin Hang.

"Lin Hang."

"En." Lin Hang responded.

"Zheng Yang said you have a bad temper..."

Tang Ci's eyelashes blinked a little bit slowly, his pupils under the light were extremely bright, ignorant and hazy, "...then why don't you ever lose your temper with me?"

Because of the alcohol, the emotion in his eyes made it difficult to tell whether it was innocence or stubbornness for a moment.

He just looked at Lin Hang with beautiful and unfeeling eyes, and asked him: "Do you like me very much?"

Tang Ci looks like a ghost who doesn't understand human passion|desire in the storybook. He is ignorant and willful. He doesn't know how troublesome and excessive this problem is for a person who likes him.

After a few seconds, Tang Ci's eyelids drooped drowsily, and suddenly he heard Lin Hang's voice responding softly.

"...Well," he admitted, his Adam's apple moved, his eyes drooping quietly, "I like it very much."

Tang Ci smiled triumphantly when he heard the words, looked at Lin Hang with crooked eyebrows, his thin eyelids formed a beautiful arc shape, and said proudly: "Then you have a good eye."

"I like myself too."

"En." Lin Hang responded cooperatively, unable to tell whether he was coaxing him or sincerely, the voice circled around his throat, and then spit it out gently.

"You are the best, no one can be better than you."

Tang Ci looked sleepy, but he still poked his hand out from under the quilt, beckoned to Lin Hang, and raised his eyelids slyly: "Come here, I'll tell you a secret."

Lin Hang hesitated for two seconds, but still took a step closer to Tang Ci's direction, and slightly bent down.

Tang Ci tugged on Lin Hang's sleeve, and pulled him down a little.

Because they were too close, each of Tang Ci's subtle breaths of air flowed into the ear cavity without any disguise, making the pinnae hot.

next second.

Tang Ci's breath was closer to the pinna, and then his light and hot lips touched his earlobe.

Tang Ci's lips are as soft as clouds, which can make all the tough and orderly world constructed by Lin Hang collapse.

Just like black and white landscape paintings slowly turning, spring, summer, autumn and winter have colors since then.

"Lin Hang, I really like you too," Tang Ci's voice was a bit vague because of sleepiness, almost like a mutter in his throat, "I'm very happy when I'm with you."

"Thank you for making me happy."

Tang Ci almost failed to get up to record the next day. After a hangover, he was top-heavy. He just sat up on the bed with his arms propped up one second, and almost fell under the bed with his pillow the next second.

Drinking is bad.

Tang Ci pressed his temple with his hand with some headache.

Just after washing, the door was knocked twice.

Tang Ci put on his coat, walked over and opened the door.

The door was opened, and the field manager stood outside the door and nodded at him: "Ms. Tang, several teachers have already gone to the front yard to record. Director Shen asked me to see if you are awake."

Tang Ci nodded: "I just finished washing my face, let's go now."

"It's okay, Teacher Tang can take his time... By the way," the field manager patted his head and handed over the things in his hand, "Director Xiao Lin was called just now to make up for yesterday's preparation, and he asked me to take this for you."

Tang Ci lowered his eyelids and looked at the things in his hands.

It's a big glass of honey water, probably just soaked, and the tentacles are still warm.

Tang Ci took a sip, the temperature and sweetness were very suitable, the honey water trickled down his throat, and the hangover throat was finally no longer so unbearable.

Because of the hangover, Tang Ci was a little lackluster during breakfast.

His eyelids drooped a little languidly, but the condition of his skin was not affected at all, except that his mental state was visible to the naked eye.

Lin Hang was sitting opposite him, and he didn't look much better.

He probably just finished the recording. He scratched his hair a couple of times, with makeup on his face, and a sleepwalking look on his face. He looked like Alice in Wonderland after eating breakfast.

"Tsk," Yang Liqing glanced at the two of them separately, and sighed, "Did you two steal chickens or pet dogs last night? Why is your mental state worse than me, an old man, early in the morning?"

Just as he was talking about this, Kang Sheng's voice suddenly broke in: "Don't tell me, there might be someone stealing chickens here. Last night, the chickens outside were crowing so loudly that they woke me up several times in the middle of the night. I haven't fallen asleep since then, and I'm so sleepy."

Lin Hang didn't talk, just took a sip of soy milk, and didn't say anything about it. After he came out of Tang Ci's room last night, he stood in the yard blowing the cold wind for half an hour, and then ran around the yard several times. The chickens in the fence It is estimated that he was frightened at that time.

The phone on the table vibrated suddenly, and Tang Ci turned it on.

It was Yu Lan who sent the message, saying that he had found a few communities for him, the security and all aspects were good, and asked him to look at the pictures to choose, and if it was suitable, he would move there as soon as possible. He has been living in the small apartment of the company after all. inconvenient.

Tang Ci replied a message to Yu Lan, clicked on the picture and flipped through it.

Several houses are similar, good is not too good, bad is not too bad, Tang Ci randomly flipped through a few pages.

"Eh?" Su Lei said, "Tang Ci, you want to buy a house?"

"No," Tang Ci rolled his eyelids, "I'm renting a house, I don't plan to buy it yet."

"It turns out that the house is not satisfactory?"

Tang Ci didn't want to speak too clearly on this topic, but said vaguely: "It's an old community over there, and it's easy to be photographed when you go in and out."

Several people at the table became interested when they heard the words, Yang Liqing said: "Then have you found a house now? If you haven't found a house yet, tell me about the conditions, and I can help you find it."

It's okay for Tang Ci to think about it. It would be more convenient for someone to help you find it, so he simply explained his conditions.

He thought for a while: "Clean, spacious, with a big balcony, better security."

"That's it?" Yang Liqing teased, "Your request is quite easy to serve. It's simple to be clean and spacious with a balcony. I remember that the neighborhood where Mujing lives is pretty good for security, why don't you ask him?"

As soon as these words fell, the eyes of the people at the table immediately fell to Mu Jing's side.

Mujing was still slowly cutting the bacon on the plate, and his reaction was very flat when he heard his name being mentioned, he just raised his eyes lightly: "Maybe it's not very good, the real estate over there has been sold for several years, probably not What good floors are left."

This is considered a polite refusal.

Tang Ci was not familiar with Mu Jing, so he didn't think much of bothering him at first, so he wasn't disappointed when he heard the words, so he responded lightly, intending to find it by himself.

Bored, he flipped through a few more pages of pictures, when Mu Jing on the opposite side suddenly spoke again.

Tang Ci raised his eyes, just in time to see Mu Jing's eyes that seemed to be smiling, but couldn't tell what it meant.

"I'm not very good there...how about you ask Lin Hang?"

He slowly reached out to take out a napkin, his eyes flicked across the table, and there was something in his eyes that he couldn't tell whether it was good intentions or watching a show, "I remember that his place was just built last year, and the good floor is probably still there. There are quite a few left."

"Lin Hang should be quite willing to help you." Mu Jing smiled.

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