Rebirth of the film and television superstar

"Don't be here." Ling Haotian pulled away Bian Hui's penetrating fingers, and at the same time leaned back to prevent him from approaching his collarbone.

Bian Hui touched Ling Haotian's body, looked at Ling Haotian's sensitive reaction and said, "Don't worry, no one dares to write nonsense, let alone with your current reputation, there are no reporters who are willing to waste time on you."

Ling Haotian didn't want to continue this topic, "Why are you here?"

Bian Hui hugged Ling Haotian, gently kneaded Ling Haotian's buttocks, and said unhurriedly, "I came to see you, and take you to HAPPY by the way."

"I still have work to do later." Ling Haotian secretly sighed at his body, he couldn't bear to be teased more and more, Bian Hui just pinched him, he actually had the urge to groan...

"I asked Guan Ming, and he said that you are just a trick, one more than you is not much, and one less than you is a lot." After Bian Hui finished speaking, he turned to the driver and said, "Drive." Then he pressed the button and raised the car. bezel.

Seeing that Bian Hui had made up his mind, Ling Haotian stopped talking.

The car slowly drove out of the film studio, Bian Hui started to move his hands and feet again, he hugged Ling Haotian into the spacious back seat, put him down on the leather seat, and began to untie Ling Haotian's pants.

"No, there's someone in front." Ling Haotian blushed, eyelashes trembling, and pressed Bian Hui's hand.

"Don't worry, the sound insulation of this car is very good. If you don't exceed 80 decibels, he won't be able to hear anything."

Bian Hui looked at Ling Haotian's slender legs, his eyes were a little red, "Your clothes are really great, it makes me feel like I am an emperor, pampering my servant, calling for the emperor to come and listen."

Ling Haotian closed his eyes and didn't answer. He didn't know the concept of eighty percent. In his previous life, he was just an actor and not a singer. He knew almost nothing about sound.

Bian Hui pinched Ling Haotian's lower body with his hands. Seeing it grow up slowly, he chuckled, "I don't think you miss me, but it really does. Otherwise, why wouldn't you call me?"

Ling Haotian let go of his tightly clenched lips, and said softly, "I'm just worried that you have too many things to do and I'm afraid to disturb you, um——! Don't, don't pinch..."

"You can't pinch it. I didn't bring anything lubricating. Who told you to be so seductive? Just go in like this. I'm afraid you won't be able to get up tomorrow."

Bian Hui moved his hand up and down, "You can call me, as long as there are no more than two calls a day, I won't bother you."

Bian Hui looked at Ling Haotian and closed his eyes without answering, then lowered his head and kissed him lightly on the mouth, "I just like you to be sensible, don't worry, as long as you are sensible, I will pamper you to heaven."

Ling Haotian bit his lip, his panting gradually became heavier.

"Hurry up, I can't help it anymore." Bian Hui hugged Ling Haotian onto his bare legs, rubbed his little Bian Hui lightly between Ling Haotian's buttocks, and the movements of his hands also accelerated a lot.

Hearing this, Ling Haotian had no choice but to close his eyes and carefully savor the feeling Bian Hui brought him, otherwise if he really went in like this, tomorrow's work would be wasted again.

"Uh--!"

A few minutes later, Ling Haotian let out a low snort, and successfully released it in Bian Hui's hands. Bian Hui simply expanded it for Ling Haotian, and rushed in impatiently.

"Um--!"

Ling Haotian's hands tightly grasped the leather backrest, trying to relax himself, relieving the discomfort in his body.