After the sick top was forced to marry

Absolutely.

Lin Zijin has lived for more than 20 years, and it is the first time that he knows that if people are unlucky, it is really hard to drink cold water.

He was wearing a tall brown suit today, with a white shirt printed with dark patterns underneath.

And the overturned cup of Coke dyed the white shirt inside to the same color as the suit jacket outside.

Lin Zijin leaned on the sofa in half confusion and half annoyance, staring directly at the culprit with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes.

The culprit was actually someone he knew.

At the beginning of this year, his friend named Wen Gu, in order to give himself a holiday in a fair way, and by the way, to praise a certain starlet he admired, specially dragged a few lucky people he knew well to save a travel variety show.

Lin Zijin is a resident guest of the variety show, and the young man in front of him is a flying guest of a certain episode, named Pei Ming, and the starlet that Wen Gu praised was from a boy group.

At that time, the two recorded two days of programs at Disney together, and they were just nodding acquaintances throughout the whole process, and they didn't say a few words.

There are only three impressions that Pei Ming left on him.

The first is the heartless and silly Baitian, the second is the little vase with no strength, and the third...

The legs are quite long and the buttocks are quite upturned.

Now this heartless, stupid, sweet vase with long legs and upturned buttocks stood alone in front of him, the bottle of Coke that caused the accident in his hand was still steaming out unwillingly.

Lin Zijin coughed lightly, and saw the unlucky child tremble.

"What are you doing here?" He said coldly, "You can come in casually?"

Pei Ming lowered his eyes and said honestly: "I knocked on the door, but no one answered, I thought it was empty."

After finishing speaking, he quickly added: "I'm sorry, Brother Lin."

Lin Zijin didn't fall asleep, his temples throbbed and ached belatedly, and his clothes were stained, so he wanted to say a few words about Yin and Yang in a provocative mood, and wrote to this His face was full of "harmless to humans and animals", but he couldn't express his temper at all.

It was like a thorn stuck into the cotton all over his body, and it seemed that his mentality of finding fault seemed very unreasonable.

The two of them looked at each other in silence for a while, before Lin Zijin said, "Do you... have to go into this dressing room?"

"No, Brother Lin." Pei Ming raised his head and glanced at him quietly, then lowered his head, "The other dressing rooms are full. I came in a hurry, so I put on a light makeup. I wanted to find a place to touch up my makeup, but in the end ..."

He added another sentence: "I'm really sorry Brother Lin, you, can you not..."

Lin Zijin changed his posture and sat on the sofa in a dainty manner. His whole body exuded a temperament of a local/ruffian/rough/hooligan. He raised his eyebrows: "What can I do?"

"Don't block me," Pei Ming hesitated aggrievedly, "I, I managed to catch fire from my teammates..."

Lin Zijin was about to be laughed at by him.

He reached out and grabbed the tie of the small vase, pulling the person in front of him.

In an instant, the distance between the two was less than a few centimeters, and their breaths were entangled. Pei Ming could see his own reflection in those bright eyes.

He swallowed his saliva, and his voice lowered slightly in an unobtrusive way: "Brother Lin, you..."

"Is this the kind of person I am in your heart?" Lin Zijin smiled, but his eyes were still indifferent, "Do you always pretend to be at eight o'clock in your mind?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the dressing room was pushed open.

"Brother Lin is supposed to be resting, it's not very convenient to be interviewed...ah, he said that he died young and so on is a joke, he didn't suffer from terminal illness or depression, he is very willing to joke everyone I know, but now you guys coming in with me will indeed disturb his rest, he should still be asleep..."

Li Hua's voice stopped abruptly.

Lin Zijin and Pei Ming looked out the door at the same time, only to see the flashes of the two cameras flicker twice desperately.

He loosened Pei Ming's tie without changing his face, and straightened his collar as if nothing had happened.

Li Hua quickly closed the door, blocked the reporters who were watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, and turned around with a pale face: "Boss, did I disturb you?"

Lin Zijin changed the subject without changing his expression: "Do you have spare clothes?"

Li Hua screamed: "You are fighting so fiercely that you need to change your clothes?!"

Lin Zijin lowered his face and pulled off his suit jacket, revealing the white shirt underneath which was half-dyed by Coke: "The clothes are dirty, just now you are asking the perpetrator Xingshi what's going on in your head?"

Li Hua glanced suspiciously at Pei Ming who was standing aside holding a Coke bottle.

Based on his understanding of the virtues of his boss, if he met his lover privately in the dressing room and performed a full set of plays for the sake of making up excuses, it's not... that he couldn't do it.

But he was smart enough not to guess wildly.

"Boss, there shouldn't be any extra clothes," he wondered, "You gave the whole company a holiday before you came, and now no one can bring them to you."

Lin Zijin narrowed his eyes, and looked Pei Ming up and down again.

Pei Ming put the Coke in his hand on the dressing table, ready to make amends: "Brother Lin, I have spare clothes."

"Huh?" Lin Zijin was a little surprised, "What style? What color?"

Pei Ming took out his phone and showed him the photos of the clothes.

Lin Zijin is a special person, especially in terms of wearing, so he doesn't like this dress at all.

He asked unwillingly, "Does the organizer not have any spare clothes?"

Li Hua frowned: "Why does the organizer care about this?"

Lin Zijin sighed, knowing that the only solution to the problem today might be the one in front of him, so he resigned to his fate and said, "Sure, bring your suit."

After finishing speaking, in order to show that he is not such a bully, he said very considerately: "Just now...Mr. Pei said that he couldn't find a place to put on makeup. Li Hua, you call the makeup artist to come over and help him touch up his makeup. "

Pei Ming was overjoyed, and bowed deeply: "Thank you Brother Lin."

His suit was placed in the car he drove outside the venue, and he brought it over quickly.

Lin Zijin stood in the full-length mirror and gestured to himself, but he still felt that it was not pleasing to the eye.

Li Hua has been his assistant for three or four years, and he knows everything clearly in his heart: "Boss, we are going to be on stage in an hour, and the current situation does not allow us to choose."

Pei Ming stood beside him with a smile on his face: "Brother Lin is a walking clothes rack, he looks good in anything he wears."

Lin Zijin glanced at him.

Unexpectedly, the mouth of the little vase seemed to be smeared with honey, and the speech was quite pleasant.

Li Hua's WeChat phone rang again, probably his manager Zeng Xi was looking for him.He greeted Lin Zijin, took the phone and left the dressing room.

There were only the two of them left in the house.

Lin Zijin took off his suit jacket and put it on the chair beside him, then stretched out his hand and began to unbutton his white shirt.

Pei Ming frowned, subconsciously said: "Brother Lin!"

Just as Lin Zijin unbuttoned his clothes, when he heard the words and turned around, his thin body was completely exposed in his field of vision.

His skeleton is not big, covered with a thin layer of muscles, and the impression of his abdominal muscles is also shallow. His skin is fair, and two spots of blush are faintly visible under the cover of his shirt.

Pei Ming's face turned red suddenly, he was so nervous that he didn't even know where to put his hands, his eyes wandered around the room randomly, and he couldn't speak a complete sentence.

Lin Zijin was suddenly called out, turned around and looked at the person who was as red as a boiled shrimp in front of him, a little confused: "Why are you calling me?"

"No, nothing..."

Pei Ming wanted to reach out to grab his hair irritably, but realized that he had done a haircut, so he could only put his hand down in resentment.

"Shy? So pure?" Lin Zijin sneered and took off his shirt, "They're all men, what's there to be shy about?"

After speaking, he put the shirt that Pei Ming gave him on his body, and found that it seemed a little too big.

He raised his eyes to look at Pei Ming, measured the shoulder width of the small vase with his eyes, and found that his previous judgment was wrong.

This person's skeleton should be much bigger than him, and this suit...may not fit.

Lin Zijin let out a depressed "tsk" and untied his belt again.

"Brother Lin," Pei Ming sat down on the chair at some point, and put his hands in front of him in an orderly manner, "You don't need to change your pants, do you?"

Lin Zijin glanced at the two sets of clothes: "The colors don't match, so you can't change them."

As he spoke, he took off his suit pants.

It turned out that Pei Ming was taller than him.

Lin Zijin frowned and looked at the trousers that almost covered the heels, and for the first time had the urge to retreat from the awards ceremony.

Why this suit, the more I look at it, the more I feel like I stole it from somewhere.

He intends to change back to his original pair of trousers, but Pei Ming's suit is blue, it doesn't match with the brown trousers at all, it will only look more awkward.

Lin Zijin struggled with his trousers for a long time, finally gritted his teeth, and chose to put on Pei Ming's trousers.

Pei Ming seemed finally heaving a sigh of relief, he stood up from his chair and walked towards the door: "Brother Lin, I'll—"

"You wait."

Lin Zijin lowered his head, groped for a while with his hands in the collar, and squeezed out a label: "Is this suit new?"

Pei Ming gave a low "hmm".

"There is a pair of scissors on the table over there," Lin Zijin said, "help me cut the label."

Pei Ming turned back to get the pair of scissors, and stood behind Lin Zijin.

He was indeed a bit more advanced than Lin Zi, and when he lowered his head, he could see that man exposed his vulnerable places to himself without any defense.

Pei Ming swallowed, and involuntarily rubbed his body forward, almost touching Lin Zijin.

Lin Zijin waited for a long time but did not wait for him to make a move, so he couldn't help asking: "What? Are you reluctant?"

"No," Pei Ming came back to his senses, and quickly grabbed the string that tied the label, "I'll cut that now..."

"and many more."

Lin Zijin stretched out his hand and touched it back, he was a little puzzled and said, "What is it in your pocket that is on top of me, why is it so hard?"

The author has something to say:

Let me tell you something about Xiao Pei's personality. I saw that some people think that Xiao Pei is a dog licker, so I have to say a few words for my son (?)

First, I think that if being nice to the person we like is all classified as dog-licking, then every time we have a crush on someone else, we won’t get a response, but we can’t help but want to be nice to the person we like. Is it also doing dog-licking?If you like someone, you have to treat him well, is there a problem?no problem.

The second is that I specifically checked the meaning of dog licking, which refers to giving up the bottom line to please the other party, but it is obvious that Xiao Pei did not give up the bottom line, nor did he change himself because of liking. He expected Brother Lin to like the most authentic self .

The third is that licking the dog basically does not get the response from the male god/goddess. Looking back, you will find that Brother Lin did not give Xiao Pei any response, but instead protected him everywhere outside. Knowing that Xiao Pei treats her well, it's just that she hasn't gotten the hang of it yet.

It's boring to say more, but please don't use words like "licking the dog" to describe a boy who chases love =w=

Even if it is a dog hook, our little Pei is still a Samoyed!It's Bianmu!It's a big golden retriever!It's all gentle giant dog hook instead of lick dog ovo