Debt in the entertainment industry

There are not many people in the bar, quiet music is playing, and the warm yellow lighting makes the whole room very warm.On the good vintage wood, Huanhuan's hands are slender and beautiful, with well-defined knuckles and neatly trimmed fingertips.Wei Ting played with the fingertips of the man's left hand, squinting slightly while listening to the song.This is the kind of bar that is meant to be enjoyed.

Ji Zhehuan's fingers were itchy, and he twitched his hand, but he didn't twitch.

This person is really, what time is it, he is still leisurely and leisurely looking like someone who has nothing to do.

Yao Yu, who took off his white coat, looked less serious and more saucy, and raised his glass to them: "It seems like the three of us are drinking together for the first time."

clink.Wei Ting said: "There will be plenty of time in the future, let's get together more often."

"You're not going to be filming anymore?"

As Yao Yu said, Ji Zhe was delighted, and turned to look at Wei Ting: "Really?"

Wei Ting drank the wine in the glass and let go of the man's hand: "I have this plan."

Ji Zhehuan turned around and asked repeatedly: "Why didn't you shoot? Is there no way to solve the problem?"

"It's not because of this. The company has found the original pictures of several photos, and will find a suitable opportunity to clarify the rumors." Wei Ting explained.

Still skeptical, Ji Zhehuan asked, "Then why didn't you shoot?"

Wei Ting didn't answer him.Looking at Yao Yu, Yao Yu spread his hands and shrugged.He could only continue to attack Wei Ting: "You have something to hide from me?"

"No, it's because I don't want to shoot anymore." I wanted to tell Huanhuan after I made up my mind. Once some thoughts arise, they will become bigger and bigger.

"You must have something to hide from me." Ji Zhehuan didn't believe it, and took out his mobile phone to watch the news. The headlines were still the news that various companies contacted Wei Ting for compensation, and Wei Ting was kicked out by a certain crew.There is no new news.

Those who don't give up seem to be asking or talking to themselves: "Why don't you want to make a movie?"

Wei Ting raised his glass and motioned for Huanhuan to clink glasses with him: "I'm still thinking about it, maybe I won't shoot anymore, don't think too much."

Ji Zhehuan poured it into his stomach worriedly, like Zhu Bajie swallowed a fruit, and couldn't repay the taste.He muttered, "Don't just think about me, think about yourself too."

"I think about myself. I can spend more time with you if I don't film. I can also concentrate on managing my store. Don't you like bookstores? We can open one by ourselves..."

In addition to filming, most stars will develop other side jobs.Wei Ting is no exception. He has several stores under his control, involving various industries. He has always only invested in collecting money, and the management is done by others.

Yao Yu got goosebumps from Wei Ting's grand blueprint for the future, and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp: "I'm leaving, you two are free, you're so tired."

"You also talk about a girlfriend. How many years have you been single, and you still can't forget her?"

As Wei Ting spoke, Yao Yu had already turned around, and waved at them from behind: "I forgot, I just didn't meet the right one."

"Who?" Ji Zhehuan discovered for the first time that he also has the potential to gossip.

"Yao Yu's ex-girlfriend, we talked about it in college."

"It's been so long." Ji Zhehuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Well, let's not talk about him. Let's go, shall we stay in a hotel tonight?" Wei Ting stood up and stretched. He was a little tired after a busy day at the company.

Our Ji Zhehuan thought for a while: "You'd better go home and live, don't make auntie unhappy."

"No, I'll accompany you." Wei Ting couldn't help but pull him into the car.

Ji Zhehuan turned his head to look at the man beside him, he was really treating himself unconditionally.

"Do you think I'm handsome?" Wei Ting saw Huanhuan staring at him from the corner of his eyes, and he was narcissistic for a while.

"Well, very handsome." Ji Zhe smiled happily, not stingy with his praise.

After hearing this, Wei Ting was no longer serious: "Baby, I really want to kiss you when you say that."

"Driving, concentrate on it." Ji Zhehuan had to admit that this man was indeed thicker-skinned than him.

When I entered the hotel and opened the room, before I could turn on the light, I was pushed behind the door and kissed me.After a short response, a stormy kiss followed.

The room was pitch black, the eyes could not see anything and they were simply closed, the ears could not hear any sound, and the touch between the lips and tongue was magnified a hundred times.This kind of passionate kiss is really like sparks for lovers. After kissing Wei Ting's fiery palm, he gradually got into his clothes from the back and rubbed it on his skin to ignite it.Soon the things of the two stood upright.Wei Ting touched the man's restless hand with his hand from the back of his waist, as if being electrocuted.This was the end of a long wet kiss.

"Huanhuan..." Wei Ting's hoarse pleading voice reached his ears slightly.

He couldn't stand it anymore, so he gently pushed Wei Ting: "Take a bath first."

"Okay." Wei Ting turned on the light and saw that Huanhuan's face was slightly red, and walked over while pretending to be calm, rubbing his shoulder.

He grabbed the man's neck and buried his face in the man's fair stamina: "Together?"

This is not the first time the two have showered together.The large bathtub for two in this hotel looks very attractive.With ulterior motives, Wei Ting adjusted the water temperature and poured water into the bathtub.

Ji Zhehuan had already taken off his shirt and asked, "Do you want to take a bath?"

Wei Ting chuckled, "It's us together."

Ji Zhehuan gave him a supercilious look: "You make it yourself."

Wei Ting wrapped his arms around him with a deadpan face, groping people around, with a strange voice: "Baby, you are tempting me..."

"The bathroom is slippery, don't make trouble." Ji Zhe said angrily.

Wei Ting saw that the water in the bathtub was half filled, so if he made a fool of himself, he poured it into the bathroom according to the person.

Ji Zhehuan was taken aback, his back was facing the bathtub and he couldn't exert his strength. When he fell into the water, there was no expected pain. Wei Ting supported the bottom of the bathtub with one hand and the back of his head with the other.This pose is too weird.The prankster was still smiling triumphantly.

Stretching his feet to hold on to the bathtub, he turned over vigorously and pressed the person under him, which also made him suffer.

"Baby is so active." Wei Ting hadn't taken off his clothes yet, his whole body was soaked through.

Ji Zhehuan smiled angrily: "Nonsense, what to wear tomorrow."

Wei Ting raised his head and kissed the man's lips: "I have clothes in the car."

The wet clothes hanging on the body was really uncomfortable, so the two took off their clothes and soaked in the bathtub to treat each other honestly.There is no problem in a large double bathtub for two big men.

It feels good to be surrounded by warm water.

"It would be great if I had a glass of red wine." Wei Ting squeezed the body wash into the bathtub, stirred it a few times, and the white foam came out.

"Hypocritical."

Huanhuan sneered fiercely, and the idea of ​​pranking came up again.She turned her head abruptly and reached out to grab one of the person's feet: "Come here, let me give you a foot massage."

Huanhuan was ticklish, Wei Ting lightly touched the soles of his feet, and laughed like crazy in the bathtub: "Haha...Wei Ting, let go...Haha, who wants your foot massage."

"Please forgive me, please forgive me and I will let you go." Wei Ting was triumphant, Huanhuan had one foot pinched under his armpit and the other foot was held in his hand, unable to resist.

"Haha... I beg for mercy... let me go." While avoiding Wei Ting's attack, Ji Zhehuan held on tightly to the edge of the bathtub for fear of drowning.

Only then did Wei Ting forgive him contentedly, and the next second, his feet were grabbed by the unconvinced little guy.He couldn't bear to kick people hard, but luckily he wasn't ticklish.

Ji Zhehuan felt bored, and just as he was about to let go of the person's foot, he saw a raised scar on the person's ankle.About ten centimeters in length, almost covering the entire ankle.

Hearing Wei Ting's scar, at the time he just said lightly that he was injured when he fell from the air while hanging on a wire during filming.I don't know how serious it was at that time, and now it leaves such a big and deep scar.

Putting down Wei Ting's feet, he closed his eyes and took a quiet bath.

Wei Ting crawled over and made the sound of splashing water: "What's wrong? Are you angry?"

Ji Zhehuan opened his eyes: "Are you really not interested in filming anymore?"

Thinking of Huanhuan's actions just now, Wei Ting knew that he must have thought about the injury on his foot, so he replied, "I have this idea, what's wrong?"

"If, I mean if," Huanhuan emphasized heavily: "If it's your own idea, not because of me, I won't object."

"Thank you baby." Wei Ting leaned over and sucked on the man's lips.

"But if it's because of me, then I will never agree." Huanhuan added.

"It's not because of you." Wei Ting finally settled down and lay down beside him, "I used to think that filming was very fun, and every time I completed a film, I felt a sense of accomplishment."

"now what?"

Wei Ting said with emotion: "I don't feel it now. No matter how high the ratings are, no matter how good the filming is, it's like numbness."

"How did this happen? Is it because I'm too tired?"

Wei Ting expressed his thoughts one by one: "I think it's probably because my passion is too high. It is difficult for people to improve after reaching a certain height. Without progress, there is no passion. I should be like this. "

Ji Zhehuan still couldn't imagine what it would be like for Wei Ting to withdraw from this circle: "Then what are you going to do when you stop filming?"

"Didn't I say it today? Baby, it seems that you still don't know me well enough. I know more than filming." Wei Ting rolled over and pushed him under him.

Now that the talk is over, it's time to get down to business.

On the second day, Wei Ting woke up refreshed and refreshed early.Huanhuan was tossed too late last night, and she was still limp and still awake.I left a note, ordered a meal, and went back to the company to continue dealing with things.

Ji Zhehuan was so sore that he didn't wake up until noon.He had nothing to do and went back to the clinic to accompany his parents.At six o'clock in the evening, Wei Ting came to pick him up as scheduled to go to Wei's house for dinner.

Ji Zhehuan changed into a clean and handsome casual outfit, and moved around in the passenger seat nervously.

"Would you like... buy them some presents?"

"I bought it." Wei Ting motioned for him to look back.

There are several gift boxes on the back seat.

This person is really, everything made him think of it, Wei Wei is a little bit unwilling: "That's what you bought."

"It's the same." Wei Ting smiled.

The car is getting closer and closer to Wei Ting's house, obviously this is not the first time he has gone there.Ji Zhehuan could feel his heart beating faster and faster now.

Wei Ting stretched out a hand to grab the sweaty palm: "Don't be nervous, my dad doesn't seem to object. My mom won't do anything either, she likes you very much."

"At that time she didn't know about our relationship." Ji Zhehuan had a perfect reason to refute Wei Ting.

"My parents are not that kind of people, just relax and come here as usual."

Ji Zhehuan nodded, the little rabbit was still bouncing around in his chest.

After entering the courtyard, Wei Ting had to ring the living room doorbell.He quickly took a deep breath and adjusted his facial expression.

The door was opened, and it was Mother Wei who had no expression on her face.Hurry up and say hello.

"Auntie."

"En." Mother Wei replied lightly, and walked to the kitchen: "Sit down, we'll eat right away."

Wei Ting reached out and stroked his stiff back.He loves his lover dearly, but this hurdle always has to be passed.

The one who broke the embarrassment was Wei's father, with a smiling face: "Come here, and buy some gifts. Oh, this inkstone is good, I like it."

A son definitely knows what his father likes.Ji Zhehuan borrowed flowers to present Buddha: "As long as uncle likes it."

Wei Ting quietly made a V sign to the person.

"Sit down, let's talk after we have something to say." Father Wei greeted.

He didn't see Wei Lin, probably because he was sent away.Father Wei's attitude reassured him a lot, he quietly soothed his uneasy heart, and sat down to wait for the baptism of a storm.

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