The daily life of the popular celebrity ex

Zhu Jun immediately closed the webpage, but after a few seconds, he opened it again. Curiosity made him flip through a few pages. When he saw adjectives like "milk hiccup", he finally backed away slowly. When I went out, I could only comfort myself with a wry smile - "It's okay to suffer anyway."

With this in mind, he clicked on dozens of fanfiction articles, and found that [-]% of the cooks guessed his and Zhu Jun's positions correctly, and [-]% of the cooks guessed wrong.

And the chef who guessed wrong may not have guessed wrong. Zhu Jun looked at the familiar Weifan ID and understood that this was their last stubbornness-the celebrity they like can be crooked, but it must be a melon, and it must not be a flower. .

Zhu Jun read a few pages of each book, but didn't continue to appreciate it. He was afraid that he would be intimidated. After all, he is an ordinary man with average physical strength and cannot do so many difficult poses.He barely counted three times a night, and it was far from reaching the level of seven or even eighteen times, let alone two dicks, a thirty-centimeter knife, and scorching liquid.

After finishing reading, he received an email from a foreign teacher—the other party sincerely invited him to participate in the polishing work of a screenwriter, and called him a "gifted young man".

Zhu Jun hesitated for a moment, he wrote novels just for his own entertainment.And according to his qualifications, he writes scripts in China, and unless he invests himself, no one should be willing to shoot.

It is rare to have the opportunity to participate in screenwriting. Although the problems of short construction period and jet lag can be predicted, Zhu Jun still does not want to give up.

He accepted the job and greeted An Rui. It was normal a few days ago, but soon, he began to live a life of upside down.

Zhu Jun finished writing the manuscript and went to bed every morning, and got up every afternoon to start typing hard to catch up with the work——After observing it for a few days, An Rui said to Zhu Jun very seriously: "When I finish this screenwriting job, I will pay for it. If you are a screenwriter, we can make a small-budget online drama."

Zhu Jun rubbed his sore shoulders, he said: "You save some money, if you want to burn money to realize your dream, I have already invested in it myself. The film and television industry is a bottomless pit, why do you throw money in it, make money by filming, Not very good?"

"I make money to spend it for you," An Rui's words were very simple, "I use money to buy you happiness, this business is a good deal."

"Wait a few years. If I think I can write a good book, we will pay half of it each. If we have money, we will make money together. If we lose money, I will be paid."

An Rui was silent for a while, and asked him, "How much money do you have?"

"I don't know either," Zhu Jun said honestly, "Anyway, I spend more than I earn."

"Recently, my salary has been reduced." An Rui said suddenly.

"……what?"

"It seems that I have to work harder to make money."

"Oh."

Zhu Jun wanted to persuade An Rui to put his body first and not to work so hard, but he could feel that he wanted to say this, and it meant that he would not hurt his back while standing and talking.

In today's society, the rich are always getting richer and richer easily. It is too difficult to start from scratch. From this perspective, Anrui can climb up to the current position and earn so much money , has been very difficult.

Zhu Jun was wandering, but An Rui suddenly hugged him.Zhu Jun came back to his senses and smelled a very light fruity aroma. He asked, "Have you changed your body wash?"

"Yeah." An Rui kissed Zhu Jun's earlobe, "We can have two days off this weekend, let's go on vacation."

"where to?"

"Look at the sea."

"it is good."

After Zhu Jun agreed, he put this matter behind him—he and An Rui never took much care when they went on a trip. He used to be responsible for paying the money, but now it is possible that he doesn't even need to pay the money.

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A few days later, Zhu Jun lay on the bed in the most luxurious room of the hotel, and began to think about whether something went wrong in the process of raising An Rui, so that An Rui developed the habit of only buying the most expensive products.

The villa they stayed in was only a few hundred meters away from the coast, and the closer the villa was to the coast, the more expensive it was. The lowest price per night in the front row was [-].The view of the sea is roughly the same as the configuration inside, but the hotel made a gimmick and specially built the villa in the middle of this row of villas to be a little more luxurious, with a price tag of [-] per night, waiting for customers with good money to take the bait.

At that time, Zhu Jun was sitting on the battery car climbing the mountain, scrolling through the relevant information of the hotel APP, wondering who would take the picture of the most expensive room, until the battery car stopped at the entrance of the villa, and the service staff made an invitation gesture, Zhu Jun realized It turns out that An Rui booked this room.

He glanced at An Rui, and after many years, he finally realized An Rui's feelings of not letting him buy, buy, buy.

Anrui's attitude was quite natural. He said, "The bedding in this hotel is good, and the sound insulation is also good. Don't worry about getting wet."

"I'm not worried about this." Zhu Jun got out of the car, and the hotel staff began to carry the luggage down, "I'm worried that we will spend a part of your salary for a trip."

"If you earn money, you have to spend it," An Rui said softly, "Besides, we rarely come out to play together."

"There will be many opportunities in the future, and we are not old." After Zhu Jun finished speaking, he realized that it seemed like a promise, but he did not regret it.

"But I want you to be happy every day when you are with me," An Rui approached Zhu Jun and took his arm, "I want you to live in the most expensive house and eat the best Serve and see the prettiest view.”

"...Your thinking is very dangerous," Zhu Jun couldn't help laughing, "It's simply the way a foolish king treats his concubine."

"You are not my concubine, you are my little prince," An Rui whispered to him, "I am the evil dragon who occupies the little prince."

"Okay, Mr. Dragon, it's time for us to go in." Zhu Jun hesitated for a moment, then put his arms around An Rui's waist, "I want to take a nap."

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So, why did taking a nap turn into, he slept with An Rui?

Zhu Jun lay on the bed and began to recall what happened two hours ago.

In fact, it is very tacky roses piled up in the living room, very tacky tall beautiful cakes that will be distributed to the staff after taking photos, very tacky photo walls and video playback, very tacky salary cards handed in, and a little more An Rui is not tacky either.

He knelt down on one knee and gave Zhu Jun a ring.

Compared with the last ring, this ring is extremely ordinary. Although it is well kept, it still has a slightly old atmosphere - it is not a diamond ring, not a platinum ring, but a silver ring.

Zhu Jun didn't dislike it, so he took the ring and put it on his hand directly—it's just that the ring was too small and could only be worn on his little finger.

Zhu Jun gathered his fingers and asked An Rui who was still kneeling on the ground: "Does it have any special meaning?"

"That year in the bar, I said I lost the ring, but I didn't dare to give it to you."

"Why not?"

"Because it's a silver ring, it's very cheap, and it doesn't match you."

"Then how dare you do it now?"

"Because I realized that for you, the most important thing is not the value of the ring, but the meaning of the ring." An Rui looked up at Zhu Jun from bottom to top, "What you want most is my love, I love you. I send you my love."

Zhu Jun wanted to say a few words to him, saying something like "it's too late" and "I don't want your love now", but found that he couldn't say it.

As early as in France, he softened, and now he has no temper. I have to say that the time they spent together was really harmonious and happy.

He reached out and touched An Rui's hair, and then he heard himself say, "Okay, I'll take it."

Take your ring, take your love, take your not-so-perfect you.

Zhu Jun stretched out his hand, trying to pull An Rui up, but inexplicably, he was first hugged by An Rui, and then picked up by An Rui.

They fell into the soft mattress together, An Rui kissed his lips, and everything that happened afterwards is indescribable.

Dinner is a steamed seafood pot with iced juice. The beach and the sea view can be seen outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. Zhu Jun watched the sunset for a while, then turned his head and concentrated on picking seafood shells. Rui half.

Then he found that An Rui thought the same way, and he also divided half of it, wanting to give it to Zhu Jun.

Zhu Jun and An Rui looked at each other tacitly, and took the plate from each other's hands, which seemed a little like handing over a glass of wine.

The steamed seafood was dipped in a special sauce, which tasted fresh and delicious. Zhu Jun and An Rui chatted casually, watching the sun sinking below the sea level little by little, and it was slowly getting dark.

The staff was responsible for cleaning up the kitchen waste. Zhu Jun and An Rui went swimming in the infinity constant temperature swimming pool. After swimming for a while, Zhu Jun climbed onto the inflatable little yellow duck doll floating on the pool. He hugged the doll's neck, yes An Rui from You said, "You look a little thinner."

"The character needs to lose weight first, and then gain weight back." An Rui stroked his hair upwards, and he swam to Zhu Jun's side, put his little yellow duck inflatable doll on him, and said, "I should take a few pictures for you." a photograph."

"That's no need." Although Zhu Jun likes to play this game very much, he doesn't want to leave this kind of photo that is close to black history. "Do you want to come up together?"

"I'm afraid it won't last."

"it should be OK?"

An Rui shook his head and said, "In case you fall, I think you will suffer a lot if you fall into the water."

"What psychological shadow?" Zhu Jungang asked, and almost immediately knew the answer, "The flood that year?"

"It really scared me at that time." An Rui simply stood in the swimming pool and pushed Zhu Jun's inflatable doll to swim away. I can't swim anymore."

"You dare not swim anymore?"

"After I came back, I joined a production crew, and the role required me to be able to swim," An Rui said in a very relaxed tone about Zhu Jun's unknown past, "I made it fast."

"How to crash?" Zhu Jun vaguely guessed that it might not be a pleasant method.

"I said it as if I was selling miserably."

"You said, I want to know."

"I found a security officer to watch by the swimming pool. I walked into the deep water area by myself and drowned a few more times, so I wouldn't be afraid."

The author says:

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