The real young master was forced to debut [entertainment circle]

The first to eighteenth floors of Zuijinzhao are engaged in the entertainment industry, and the nineteenth to 52nd floors are hotels.

Shang Lianyin held Shang Yan and swiped her card to the top floor. When she entered the door, she didn't have time to pay attention to the luxurious lighting in the room. The first thing she saw was the rose petals in the center of the big round bed that were spread out in the form of a red heart.

Shocking red rushed to his face, and he felt his blood pressure rise again.

Is Wang Shaojun out of his mind?Open a couple room for them!

However, he was too lazy to pursue these matters. He urgently needed to put him down now. According to his estimation, Shang Yan's weight was at least one hundred and fourteen.

Fortunately, he wasn't too noisy, he was quiet after crying and crying, and if he became noisy, he might not be able to hug someone up.

Shang Lianyin put the man down, poured him water and gave him two hangover medicines.

This kid is good when he's drunk, he opens his mouth when he wants to, and it's easier to take medicine and drink water, except for being a little clingy, everything is good.

He just finished feeding the water and was about to leave when Shang Yan wrapped his arms around his neck again and rubbed against his neck: "Brother, I feel so uncomfortable, don't go."

Shang Lianyin rolled her eyes helplessly, she deserved it!

Where can this ghost go?

Go out, tomorrow they will hit the headlines every minute.

"Let go, I'll run water for you to take a bath." The smell of alcohol really disgusted him.

Shang Yan hugged his neck tightly, but didn't let go, still rubbing against his arms from time to time and moaning: "I want to go to the bathroom."

His eyes were half-opened, his face was stained a little pink because of drunkenness, and his fox eyes were also somewhat attractive.

"Then go."

"I can't get up."

"Give me a hug."

Shang Lianyin resisted the desire to beat him up, and carried him to the bathroom.Shang Yan slid down from his arms and supported the toilet seat, trying to stand up straight, but his legs trembled and he couldn't stand upright at all.

He lowered his head to pull the zipper, and when his neck bent, his body was about to fall into the toilet.

Fuck!What does this little ancestor want to do?

Shang Lianyin pulled him back quickly, and Shang Yan turned his head to look at him pitifully: "My head is so heavy, I can't stand steadily..."

Shang Lianyin sighed, lowered her head slightly in accordance with his posture, pulled his hand around her neck, and held his arm to support him.

"Hurry up!" He turned his head, his face full of despair.

Why did he come here in the middle of the night to pick up this drunk?He should be left to fend for himself.

However, after waiting for a while, there was no sound of water.

Shang Lianyin turned her head, and met those helpless and wronged eyes again.

What kind of moth is this little ancestor doing?

Shang Yan: "Can you help me?"

Shang Lianyin: "???"

Didn't I support you?

"My eyes are blurry, don't you?"

"..."

Shang Lianyin suddenly realized, her face turned red up to the neck.

I've never been so speechless in my life.

Seeing him staring blankly, Shang Yan began to moan softly again with his legs crossed: "I can't hold it anymore."

Shang Lianyin looked at him for a while, then stretched out her evil hand tremblingly.

The moment he touched it, he felt that it would take a lifetime to heal.

After 10 minutes, Shang Lianyin put the water and threw the person into the bathtub.

The rushing water kept flowing, and he rubbed his hands over and over again, almost rubbing off a layer of his skin.

His fingers were numb from being rubbed, and when the itchiness gradually faded away, he still seemed to be able to feel the touch and temperature of the palm of his hand.

After washing his face, he turned his head to look at the person lying in the bathtub splashing water, with a stern look in his eyes.

Should he just destroy the corpse?

As he was staring, he saw the person lying in the bathtub slowly softening his movements. After a while, he just watched helplessly as Shang Yan took off his clothes and pants.

He threw the wet clothes out of the bathtub in disgust, and with a bang, the wet clothes hit the ground, and the splash of water splashed directly into Shang Lianyin's eyes.

He turned his head to avoid it, and water dripped down his ears.

ah!I really want to kill Shang Yan!

He wiped his face and looked viciously at Shang Yan, but what he saw was a body as white as jade.

Shang Yan was lying in the bathtub, his body stretched lazily, his head was resting on the edge of the bathtub, the tail of his silvery white hair was stained with water and stuck to his face, his tender skin was glowing white under the light.

His face was covered with a layer of mist by the hot steam, and the black pupils like dove feathers looked over, like a bewitching water demon.

"Brother, do you want to be together?" The voice was loose and soft, like a feather sweeping from the tip of the heart.

The slender arms protruded from the bathtub, and the porcelain white bathtub lined the skin with a shocking powder.

Shang Lianyin swallowed inexplicably, staggered and slammed the door out.

Damn!

Let Shang Yan drink again in the future, he will be an idiot.

With the cold wall behind her, Shang Lianyin panted slightly and tried her best to keep calm, and when she closed her eyes, there were some charming pictures.

His throat was inexplicably thirsty, and he watched the mineral water on the side unscrew the lid and gulp it down, barely suppressing the heat in his body.

He shook off all the unsightly rose petals on the bed, drank a bottle of water, and the people in it didn't come out.

Suddenly there was a muffled bang, as if something had fallen into the water.

Shang Lianyin became alert instantly, and hurriedly opened the bathroom door, only to see Shang Yan splashing in the water: "Ah... um... help..."

What a little ancestor.

Shang Lianyin didn't think too much, and went over in a panic and dragged the person out of the water.

However, Shang Yan's body was still covered with foam, slippery, and he slid back into the bathtub in an instant. Shang Lianyin simply changed his method, and it took him a long time to pick him up face to face.

He shouldn't think that just because this drunk can still say a few words, he can honestly take a shower by himself.

The bath was not finished, and the person almost drowned.

"Ahem..." Shang Yan choked on water and coughed uncomfortably, his upturned eyes were stained red.

"Brother, I feel so uncomfortable, so cold." Shang Yan's wet body was pressed against him, and his hands wrapped around his neck, as if grabbing a life-saving straw and hugging his shoulders, for fear of falling into the water again.

With the clothes clinging to her body, Shang Lianyin felt her heart beating violently and her breathing became heavy.

With his appearance, steel bars can be broken by him.

Shang Lianyin didn't dare to look any further, she dried his hair indiscriminately, wrapped him in a bathrobe to cover those bright skin, and carried him out.

Shang Yan slept soundly, probably because the alcohol had paralyzed his nerves, or maybe he was tired from crying, and no one showed signs of waking up after blowing his hair.

His hair is soft as hell, and he likes bleaching and dyeing it so much that it doesn't feel dry. His silver-white hair is thick and thick like Samoyed's hair, and people can't help but stroke it twice.

Feeling that her hair was almost dry, Shang Lianyin took the time to go to the bathroom to change her wet clothes.

The sound of rattling rattled continuously, and the person who was already asleep suddenly opened his eyes, and Shang Yan looked straight at the bathroom.

The frosted glass reflected Shang Lianyin's vigorous figure, her perfect inverted triangle figure, and the strength contained in that body could be felt through the glass.

The figure raised its head to face the shower, its Adam's apple rolled up and down, ah and desire.

Shang Yan rubbed his aching head, changed to a comfortable position and lay down on the bed to stare intently, a trace of resentment arose in his heart: It looks good, but he won't eat it.

He threw himself into his arms like this, and he was still following a living Buddha.

He waited for Shang Lianyin to come out with his eyelids open, thinking that he would have to take a bite anyway, but in the end he couldn't resist the power of alcohol, and fell asleep deeply.

Shang Lianyin changed into a bathrobe and came out, only to see Shang Yan lying on the bed in a mess, with the neckline wide open, revealing a large piece of fair chest muscle.

The boy's pectoral muscles are not exaggerated, but they are thin and tight. His chest rises and falls with his breath, and his collarbone, neck, and Adam's apple are all sexy.

Dancing all the year round, the line of the legs is extremely obvious, with thin muscles and protruding blue veins, slender and tougher than girls.

Thinking of the empty body under the bathrobe, his body couldn't help but feel hot.

Immoral!

Shang Lianyin was stunned for half a second, pulled up the quilt and put it on him, then turned and walked towards the sofa.

The big bed was big enough for five or six people, but he still chose the sofa.With Shang Yan's bad personality, it's hard to guarantee that tomorrow he won't cheat and say some nonsense that makes him responsible.

Even though he hadn't been with him for long, he unexpectedly understood the child's behavior pattern.

The author has something to say:

焱哥儿：惊喜来的有点突然，压力好大感谢在2021-08-1615:00:36~2021-08-1722:04:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Qiao Qiao; 1 bottle of Shan Cang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!