I exploded into the entertainment industry after I started cp with the best actor

The air was filled with a smell that made people blush and heartbeat, and there were a few balls of used tissues on the coffee table.

Yuan Xingye lay limply on the sofa, his chest heaving up and down due to his disordered breathing.

Damn it!

Hi, I feel like my life has reached its pinnacle.

Now he just wants to kneel down and shout: Craftsmen, let's go!

Gu Qi helped him fasten the belt of the bathrobe, and rubbed the top of his head casually.

"how do you feel?"

"Uh..." Yuan Xingye choked for a moment, stuttering and unable to speak.

Gu Qi raised his chin, and smiled slightly with the corners of his lips curled up: "Xing Xing, I'm asking you something."

"It's, it's okay."

"Just okay?"

Gu Qi was slightly dissatisfied, narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, and put a hand on his thigh quietly.

"It seems that your experience just now was not good, then I will practice again."

While speaking, his hand slid upwards, looking at the sliding route, it seemed that the destination was the thigh.

Yuan Xingye sat up straight suddenly, pressed down his hand that was doing evil, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Mr. Gu Gu! No need, really no need, your five-finger magical skills are superb, let me let you go, the future will be long, let's get off Fight again."

It is better to be a dog than to be a human being.

Up to now, life matters.

"When is the next time?"

There was a deep smile in Gu Qi's eyes, shining like stars like obsidian.

But Yuan Xingye only felt that his eyes were like a wolf's, with a cold light, and if he was not careful, he would be torn apart and eaten.

hiss……

So fucking scary.

Yuan Xingye gritted his back teeth and smirked: "Next time, next time, next time?"

Gu Qi stared at him: "Say it now."

"Next, next month?"

"Ok?"

Yuan Xingye was terrified by his sound: "Half a month?"

Gu Qi raised his eyebrows: "I'll give you another chance to edit the prophecy again."

And intimidating!

Grass!

Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!

Yuan Xingye puffed up his chest angrily, he was about to lose his temper, what next time!There will never be a next time!Even if he starved to death and jumped off the cliff, there would be no next time!

Gu Qi didn't speak, but stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his waist, and with a little force, he hugged Yuan Xingye and sat on his lap.

Yuan Xingye gritted his teeth and struggled.

The wrist was pulled behind him and grasped, Gu Qi's hand poked in from the hem of his bathrobe, his fingertips rubbed against his thigh, and slowly moved upwards.

"Tomorrow! Teacher Gu, don't worry, I will wash it up and deliver it to your door tomorrow night. If I don't come, there will be a thunderbolt!"

Only then did Gu Qi let go.

Yuan Xingye jumped three meters away, grabbed his bathrobe and stared at the pattern on the coffee table.

If possible, he would like to install a pair of laser eyes, the kind that can shoot people out of several holes with just one look.

"Stars." Gu Qi called out in a low voice.

Yuan Xingye looked up, very hypocritically: "I'm here, I have something to tell you."

Gu Qi was amused by him, shook his head, picked up the signature pen on the table, and signed his name on the postcard.

After signing and changing one, he raised his eyes: "Where's Ji Bai?"

"He said he had something to do. Oh, by the way, Ji Bai asked me to apply medicine to you. Where is your ointment? Where is it?"

"Medicine?" Gu Qi was stunned for a moment.

Yuan Xingye nodded, "Don't you need to apply medicine to the burnt area on your back?"

Gu Qi reacted quickly, and casually found a tube of medicine from the drawer of the coffee table.

Yuan Xingye took it over and took a look, then a question mark appeared on his head: "Mosquito bite liquid?"

"Well, it relieves the itching, and the wound will itch when it heals, don't you know?"

Gu Qi's explanation was quite calm, it was obviously nonsense, but what he said was quite convincing.

The raised tone at the end seems to say: If you don’t even know this bit of common sense, you’re probably not a fool.

whispering sound……

just wipe it...

Yuan Xingye sat next to Gu Qi, pinched his shoulders to make him turn around, unscrewed the cap of the ointment, and squeezed a little on his fingertips.

It is cool and has a minty smell. When applied on the skin, the ointment spreads and turns transparent.

The broken blisters are still wrinkled, although they have been eliminated a lot, but I have been covering them during filming during the day, and now they are slightly white.

"Does it hurt?" Yuan Xingye asked.

Gu Qi turned his head, the line from the earlobe to the chin was smooth, this movement made the bridge of his nose extraordinarily high.

The long and narrow eyes rubbed into the warmth, and the thin lips opened and closed slightly to spit out a word.

"pain……"

His voice was very soft, soft, and willful, as if he was joking or acting like a baby.

People who are usually calm and restrained suddenly let themselves go a little bit?

Yuan Xingye's hands trembled for no reason, and his fingertips poked down uncontrollably.

Gu Qi raised the tail of his eyes upwards: "It hurts, it really hurts. Xing Xing, please take it easy."

? ?

His tone is so strange!And so familiar!

Damn it!

Gu Qi was looking after him just now!

Yuan Xingye was embarrassed, and stretched out his hand to poke Gu Qi's waist, "Forget about the pain, you deserve it!"

After finishing speaking, he casually threw the ointment on the coffee table, picked up the postcard on the table, and rushed out the door as if fleeing.

"boom……"

The moment the door was closed, Yuan Xingye leaned against the wall and let out a long breath.

Indescribable, the picture is quite indescribable.

Why did I call out Hong Shixian's coquettishness?

It's all Gu Qi's fault, who can stand up to his hands.

Fuck!

There is a picture again, and there is a feeling again!

Yuan Xingye stretched out his hand and slapped himself, patted his head and said, "Be sober! Yuan Xingye, there is a knife on the head of the color word! Color is empty and empty is color, and dreams come and go in a hurry. The Great Compassion Mantra? 108 times, calm down, calm down. "

Inhale, exhale.

Yuan Xingye finally calmed down. He raised his foot to leave, but when he turned around, he realized that there was someone standing in front of him.

"Ah-crack!"

People's instinctive reaction is to dance and dance when encountering danger.

Yuan Xingye slapped him, and slapped him very accurately on the face.

Both of them were dumbfounded.

After a brief moment of daze, Yuan Xingye was overjoyed: "Chengzi?"

The other party frowned, covered his face and glared at him.

It seems that the attack just now was a little heavier.

Smiling, Yuan Xingye stepped forward to rub his face, but he was thrown away before he could touch it.

The other party took two steps back with a wary look on his face: "Are you sick? Either you hit yourself or someone else, I warn you, you'd better not touch me, do we know each other?"

Hearing what he said, Yuan Xingye suddenly remembered that it was three years ago, and he and Cheng Zi didn't know each other yet.

Let me introduce, Chengzi, whose real name is Song Tiancheng, sings and dances idol, and made his debut in "Idol 101".

11 people debuted in a group, and Song Tiancheng ranked 12th.

With Song Tiancheng's real level, he debuted at an absolute high position, but ranking has always been just a money game for capitalists.

Because Song Tiancheng has no background, the small workshop company did not buy a debut spot, so he ran with him all the way, and was eliminated in the finals.

Although his popularity is not low, the publicity after the game can't keep up, and he is gradually forgotten.

In the words of the fan circle, Song Tiancheng three years later has no such person in the entertainment industry. He has competed for half his life, and he is still an amateur when he returns.

But he is very strong. Yuan Xingye often watches his training. His singing skills are stable, and he can send people away with a high pitched voice. Not to mention his dancing, the foundation he has laid over the past ten years is quite extraordinary.

Speaking of shortcomings, it may be temper, and a poisonous mouth can be used as a nuclear weapon.

Calculation, it seems that the recording of "Idol 101" has not started yet, and Song Tiancheng is a trainee in a small company.

Yuan Xingye suddenly realized: "By the way, did the theme song of "Master Above" be entrusted to you?"

He has an impression of this. After all, the song is really good, but the drama is too vague, and the song is not brought up. The OST road is not going to work, so Song Tiancheng was arranged by the company to audition.

Song Tiancheng admired himself alone, and he didn't want to talk to Yuan Xingye, who was still a stranger at this time.

With a snort, he walked to the end of the corridor, swiped his room card and entered the room.

The door was slammed shut, and the shock made people's ears hurt.

Yuan Xingye pursed his lips, and cursed inwardly: "Tch, your rotten orange really hasn't changed at all, and your temper is still so stinky."

After speaking, take the elevator downstairs.

When he returned to the room, he realized something was wrong.

The hotel is upgraded step by step, and the higher the room, the more expensive the room is. As the protagonist of "The Master is Above", he can barely live on the fourth floor. Only a celebrity like Gu Qi and an investor are eligible to live. On the top floor.

It's just a trainee who recorded the OST, why did Song Tiancheng have a key card for the room on the top floor.

boom!

A thunder blasted in his mind, and Yuan Xingye suddenly remembered something.

Song Tiancheng can play the guitar, but he has never played it. He only said once after being drunk that he could not play because of a ruptured tendon.

As for why it was broken, he only vaguely said that it was a long time ago when he went to a hotel to discuss work, and was threatened by someone, and almost lost his innocence.

He resisted to the death, broke the vase and cut his wrist. The other party was afraid that it would really kill him, so he let him go.

Thinking about it now, he became more and more confused after participating in the draft, and he stayed at home all day, so how could he have any job.

"Xingxing? Yuan Xingye?"

He has been in a daze since he entered the door, and Miao Miao called him several times before returning to his senses.

Before I had time to say more, I went to the bedroom and changed into sportswear for easy mobility, rushed out the door, took a few steps, and turned back.

I don't know what the situation above is, in order to ensure nothing goes wrong, he has to bring a thug.

Miao Miao was dragged out of the room by him, and asked in puzzlement, "Why did you take me?"

Yuan Xingye didn't turn his head, and his footsteps were extremely firm.

"Punish evil and promote good!"