The bright moon in the entertainment industry

323. Honey

When a group of men eat supper together, it is inevitable to have a few drinks.

Quan Zhilong didn't seem to be in a good mood, he drank a few glasses with his head sullen, and leaned against the wall with a wine glass, his small face was flushed with smoke, and his eyes were a little dazed.

We all know that he doesn't drink well, and everyone doesn't want to persuade him to drink again. Kim Byung-geun and Cui Shengxuan have some personal friendship, and they clinked glasses.

The son was talking, and Dong Yongpei occasionally interjected a few words. Jiang listened loudly and silently, but Li Shengli was very quiet in private, alone.

Sitting there, picking up the good food on the table and eating it, he didn't swallow it until his cheeks were full, and slowly he looked like a

Puffed like a chipmunk and swallowed hard.

Quan Zhilong looked at him like he was looking at some lovable pet, he found it very interesting, he couldn't hold back his laughter, and stretched out his slender fingers

He pointed his head at the cheek where Li Shengli had just stuffed a large piece of vegetable-wrapped meat, and poked it down.

"Pfft!!! Cough cough cough..."

After spraying the food all at once, Li Shengli choked on the rice grains and the sauce, coughing so faintly that his face turned red.

Quan Zhilong hurriedly wiped the face of the "loving" young lady with a tissue, pinched his cheek, and said in a coaxing tone: "Ah

Yigu, your child doesn't eat well. "

"..."

Li Shengli coughed twice more, and silently tore off the big hand that kept pinching the tender flesh on his face, but was dragged instead.

I squeezed the panda's claws and pinched them, like pinching rubber.

"……elder brother."

Li Shengli took a deep breath, looked at Quan Zhilong with a pair of innocent drooping eyes with blue-gray black eye circles, trying to fight for himself

People with a little bit of power.

"Ah Yigu, our youngest is really cute~~ Come on, let brother BOBO~"

Unexpectedly, Quan Zhilong burst into laughter immediately, his hands together pinched Li Shengli's soft and tender face that looked green and immature because he was still a teenager

Just a rub.

After struggling for a couple of times, Quan Zhilong's legs pressed directly onto his thighs, and he was so severely suppressed that he couldn't move. Li Shengli's clothes were torn apart.

Yes, the voices calling for help are all crying:

"Brother, brother, brother, save me..."

He helplessly asked for help from the two elder brothers who were drinking.

"Zhilong, don't mess with him, what's wrong with you."

Dong Yongpei said something meaningful, stretched out his hand, tidied up the messy hair of the maknae, and pulled the maknae to his side.

Li Shengli, who was granted amnesty, hurriedly hid behind Dong Yongpei, rubbing himself pitifully like a little daughter-in-law who had been bullied

With a red face that was rubbed, he glanced at Quan Zhilong sadly.

"Tsk."

Quan Zhilong clicked his tongue resentfully, and fell silent, his eyes fixed on Jiang Loulou, Jiang Loulou lowered his head, looking anxiously with somewhat startled eyes.

Looking at himself, he raised his hand and put it down again—this kid feels too guilty for being bullied!

He is really boring.

In other words, he was really forced by his impatience to do nothing right, and if he didn't do anything, it seemed like his heart was on fire.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Jin Nanguo hurried over with sweat on his face.

Everyone only thought that he came late because of work, and they all greeted him to take a seat, and asked the aunt to order again, Jin Nanguo agreed to sit down,

Pulled Quan Zhilong and said a few words.

Quan Zhilong's lazily squinted eyes suddenly widened, a face full of surprise and joy, immediately showed a bright smile, clapped his hands

Touching Jin Nanguo's fleshy shoulders, he didn't even bother to take his coat, so he got up from his seat without knowing what he was talking about.

If he said goodbye, he ran away in a blink of an eye.

"..."

Everyone looked over, bewildered.

"Eat, eat."

Jin Nanguo leisurely squeezed a piece of kelp into his mouth, and said with a smile, he was relieved a lot after the burden on his heart was relieved.

Naturally, I have to have a good meal to make up for the previous deficit.

Quan Zhilong ran out only to realize that he had forgotten his coat at the hotel, and he couldn't care less, he casually put the hat of the sweater on his head

Put it on, and walk quickly to the direction of the hotel.

As I walked, I couldn't help speeding up my pace, and as I walked, I couldn't help running.

The April wind was cool, blowing on his face, his hot breath and rapid heartbeat seemed to be drums echoing in his ears, all the tiredness

The depression and depression have faded away, and the overwhelming sense of happiness and satisfaction is surging in the body.

It was the same when getting on the elevator, pressing the button of the elevator desperately like an impatient country boy, wishing he could go faster

click faster...

But when he got to the door, he hesitated again, grabbed his sweat-drenched hair, gasped heavily, and his chest swelled violently.

Fu, foolishly and carefully put his hand on the doorknob.

Pull it down very lightly——

Not moving.

What a fool.

Quan Zhilong fumbled for the room card again - coat, ahhh!Damn jacket! ! !

Embarrassed now, he swallowed dryly, took two deep breaths, his fingers trembled a little, the first time he pressed down, he still felt

Almost slipped away.

Really, it's embarrassing.

Quan Zhilong clicked his tongue in embarrassment, took a deep breath, and this time used his thumb to press the doorbell accurately.

"Ding-dong-"

After the crisp bell, the door was silent.

Quan Zhilong waited for a while, his thumb was about to be bitten off by himself, finally couldn't hold back, and pressed again:

"Ding dong------"

This time he pressed hard, and the doorbell rang for a long time.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly there was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground inside the door, and then there was a burst of noise, as if something had been knocked down, Quan Zhilong frowned

Listening carefully, my heart was wrenching, and my eyes were fixed on the door, wishing to see the hole.

After a while, the chain behind the door was opened, and then the door was also opened with a small gap, and a cute girl with disheveled hair was knocking.

The soft girl poked her head out, her eyes hadn't been fully opened, and she cried in a sleepy voice:

"Brother Zhilong..."

Quan Zhilong bent his knees, and hugged her from Jiang Liuyue's calf to his arms, and Jiang Liuyue's two arms automatically wrapped around her.

His neck, sleeping hot little head was stuffed on his shoulders, not to mention how obedient it was.

Quan Zhilong's big hand passed through her long wet hair, stroked it lightly, and kicked the door behind him, not kissing, just doing it indiscriminately

Burying his face into that petite and soft body, chest, shoulders, lower abdomen... He took a deep breath randomly, staggered two or three steps

He staggered to the edge of the bed and shoved him onto the soft quilt.

"...baby..."

It wasn't until this time that he gave a vague cry, actually wanting to cry.

Jiang Liuyue didn't have much rest for almost a day and a night, and she couldn't hold on to sleep when she got here, and she was a little dazed. At this time, her head was still groggy,

It's just that she hummed a little coquettishly, even with a crying voice.

The two fools, lunatics, and idiots just hugged each other like that, humming, humming, ups and downs of great sorrow and joy.

Jiang Liuyue put her arms around Quan Zhilong's broad shoulders, pulled off his hat, groped for the black soft hair, gently

pulling.

Quan Zhilong's slender and powerful hands stroked her long hair over and over again, pinched the slender and somewhat stiff neck, and kissed her

Her open neckline breathes.

The smell of the hotel's shower gel couldn't cover up the vaguely warm fragrance on the girl's body.

His mind was dizzy, and he was dazzled by happiness, so that he just kept rubbing her hair and neck, sweating profusely.

Greedyly gasping in her arms, the pain was so hard that he would go crazy and he couldn't care less, so he had to let go of his hand for even a second.

"Brother Zhilong..."

Jiang Liuyue regained consciousness, blinked her beautiful big misty eyes, let out a soft cry, and suddenly threw herself into his arms, like

It's like an octopus hugging tightly, with hands around his neck, legs around his waist, hands clasped tightly, legs pinned tightly,

To hang on to him!

what should I do.

Compared with her who is petite, Quan Zhilong is so tall, how could her slender arms and legs hug this person completely?

What about in your arms?

So it can only be tight, like octopus or koala, anyway, it is tight!

Quan Zhilong was in pain from being strangled, and he also became more sober. He couldn't help laughing and wanted to push down, but he couldn't move, instead he was hugged even tighter.

This strength might leave a few months of teeth-like shallow pinch marks on the back of his neck.

"You Shun~..."

Quan Zhilong had no choice but to coax him softly, kneeling on the bed, the soft mattress could not support the weight well, both of them were shaking

Shakingly, he put his arms around his darling's round buttocks, afraid of throwing her, he rubbed her back like a coaxing child.

Jiang Liuyue gradually softened, and Quan Zhilong kissed her. He hugged her so tightly that he couldn't move his head, so he could only kiss her, neck, hair,

Chin, cheeks, earlobes, corners of eyes, eyes, nose, forehead...

"What's wrong!?"

The lights were dim, but Quan Zhilong could still see the hideous and somewhat terrifying bruises that hadn't dissipated at a glance, and had turned into ugly black bruises.

The purple color stuck to the originally smooth and fair forehead.

She was clean and charming, he was so panicked that he held her face with both hands, but no one was holding her, Jiang Liuyue licked him firmly, licked twice but didn't lick

Quan Zhilong pressed her down, holding his face in his hands, gray storms gathered in his beautiful eyes, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed.

Tight.

"How did this happen?"

There was a blizzard in his breath.

In a hurry in the afternoon, Jiang Liuyue's hat and bangs didn't reveal the wound at all.

Even though he said he wanted to break his leg, but now Quan Zhilong's heart ached like someone stabbed him in the heart with a knife.

You see.

this kid.

She is so obedient, so kind, as weak as a small white flower.

How can you hurt her?

She is sometimes very bad, but only to me, although I am very angry, but, I just talk, I can't bear to be really angry, she

It's mine, I'm not mad at myself.

"Hit."

The little fleshy claw touched the wound, and was held by the slender big hand, and kissed the tip of the finger in distress.

Jiang Liuyue's milk voice was as delicate as a child's, crying and complaining to adults:

"The door, it hurts."

Heavy rain, funeral, she kowtowed in front of the grave, she almost bled, her whole body was so cold that she almost died.

"Brother... Huhu."

But that's okay.

She Quan Zhilong has a warm bed and a soft quilt, his beautiful gentle eyes, his warm and powerful big hands, and his loving eyes.

Like and kiss.

She will be fine.

Quan Zhilong kissed the wound, not daring to use too much force, just kissing, cursing while kissing:

"Ah Yigu, you bad girl..."

Jiang Liuyue just laughed, and there were flowers blooming in the smile, white ones, fine ones, one by one.

She pointed to her nose: "It hurts too."

dear.

cheek.

dear.

lips.

Kiss - a very long kiss, lips and tongue, tossing and turning, licking the chapped skin at the corner of her mouth, sucking her salty

Saliva—or mixed with tears.

"Where does it hurt..."

Quan Zhilong's heart melted, and he asked in a hoarse voice, holding her little hand against his chest, panting lightly, butterflies, so many butterflies

Butterflies, one by one, landed on Jiang Liuyue's collarbone and neck, itching.

"here."

Jiang Liuyue took his hand and placed it on her heart.

Those eyes covered with mist, the mist finally condensed into pouring rain.

Just like that day.

She lost it all.

"It hurts the most here."

Quan Zhilong was taken aback, first kissed the scar on her forehead distressedly, then lowered his head, and pulled down the large T-shirt to reveal his whiteness

He kissed the skin with his head down, his tongue, teeth and lips, and a small purple scar was formed on the heart.

No, it's a flower, no matter how painful it is, it's still a flower...

Jiang Liuyue stretched out her slender arms, and hugged the man who was lying on her chest and kissed gently in her arms very hard.

in.

If you can't hold it, you have to hold it.

This is her everything, her only, all she has.

"……elder brother."

Jiang Liuyue lay lazily on her stomach. She was extremely tired, but she still held on. She couldn't open her eyes when she was talking, but her little hands were still all over the place.

Scratch.

Quan Zhilong brushed his hair indiscriminately and climbed onto the bed, threw the messy quilt on the floor, he tore out a new one, and put the soft and tender quilt on the ground.

The soft baby was wrapped up, kissed her forehead, hugged her tightly, buried her head on her neck, and hummed in a muffled nasal voice.

Jiang Liuyue's small hand caressed his cheek.

Quan Zhilong lowered his head and saw the corners of her mouth slightly raised, with a slight smile, like a shallow crescent moon.

And in her closed eyes, tears as transparent as meteors slid down.

"Will we be together forever?"

"……meeting."

Quan Zhilong spoke softly, rubbing her back with his big hands, and placed his pointed chin on top of her head.

to the heart, vibrating in her palm:

"Most definitely."

But obviously, no one knows what eternity is.

This is even a word that inherently carries tragedy.

"What if not?"

"Then the world will be destroyed."

Quan Zhilong thought for a while, and said simply:

"OPPA holds you, don't be afraid."

"Ah."

Jiang Liuyue hummed, and seemed to have fallen asleep. After a while, she opened her eyes again and raised her head quietly, only to find that Quan Zhilong was not asleep either.

staring at her.

She was a little shy, but did not flinch, and softly called:

"Brother Zhilong."

"Ok?"

Quan Zhilong responded gently.

In the darkness, Jiang Liuyue's voice was very bright. She mustered up her courage and asked cautiously in a soft voice:

"Can I call you honey?"

"..."

Quan Zhilong was stunned, for a moment, his mind was blank.

She has never been in a relationship.

You are her first kiss, first love, first night and only, you are all the colors and sun, moon and stars in her world.

You sometimes feel overwhelmed and even suffocated by such a big responsibility.

But more often, this kind of suffocation comes from your greedy self who wants to own more, so that it is not enough for you to possess all this

Because of such paranoia that makes yourself feel scared, you subconsciously numb yourself with fun and drinking binge, you are afraid that love will twist

Your original personality...

What a terrible thing love is.

But you have to say.

At this moment, you must praise love and all the gods in this world.

You became famous when you were young, and you gained the world after becoming famous, but you always feel uneasy, feeling the fear of losing her at any time, at this moment

Time disappeared without a trace because of her response.

You feel grounded, joyful, happy and all the praiseworthy goodness in this world.

So much so that you, Quan Zhilong, want to cry in embarrassment and at the same time want to say, God, even if I die right now, there is nothing wrong with it.

Why complain.

"……elder brother……?"

"Darling, my dear, dear, dear..."

Quan Zhilong yelled and yelled over and over again, and finally couldn't help it, hugged the person in his arms tightly, and sobbed softly.

I like you so much.

Tomorrow, just don't come tomorrow.

God, I love her so much, from heaven to hell, from health to sickness, from rich to poor, from life...to death.

I'm more afraid of hurting her than anyone else.

If this love really leaves me one day...

The world will be destroyed today.

forever.

Isn't that...forever?

——I promise to love you

2015.GD.INS updated.

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Recently, the number of words has always exploded. (manual bye)

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