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Xu Enjie found a few people to knock on the black sticks, but before they got close, he was startled by the sound of the police, and a group of people ran quickly in the opposite direction.

"What's going on over there?" Gu Ting looked at the dark area with deep confusion, and the sound of chaotic footsteps was like a temporary deserter before the charge on the battlefield.

"It's nothing, maybe a group of people are drunk and playing crazy!" Shen Minglan quietly put the phone in his pocket and said casually. "Your contract has been transferred to Cang Lan Entertainment by my manager."

"it is good."

"We may have some things to do next." Squeeze his hand to call back his lover's attention.

"A new job?" Gu Ting's eyes lit up.

"There's a reality show, do you want to join us?" His moon smiled and his eyes shone like stars falling into amber.

"Together?" It's exciting to be on a show with someone you like.

Tsk, couldn't help it anymore, Shen Minglan smoothed his raised hair, wrapped his arms around the white deer's neck, shortened the distance at once, and kissed him openly in front of Heiye.

"Hmm. Why do you always want to kiss me?" Qin was out of breath, his cheeks were flushed, and Gu Ting glared at him with deep dissatisfaction.

"You owe a kiss! Are you annoying me so soon? Huh?" He hummed a question from his nasal cavity.The lion's emotional long tail is slapping the ground maliciously, and it is in a state of excitement.

The upright person just now immediately turned away, and raised his hands in surrender: "I won't bother you, it's just that we've been kissing for too long, I can't breathe..."

"Well...then I'll teach you more." Shen Minglan felt that his moon was too cute, and there was a smile in his eyes, and he felt that both sides of the road were illuminated by Qinghui, bright and majestic.

This is the little moon I picked up and brought home. After a long kiss, he would grab my shirt collar and say frankly and enthusiastically, I like you so much.

The pictures were taken and spread out on someone else's desk.

Sheng Changyuan smoked especially frequently in the past few days. He sat in the room, the cigarette butt was dark and dim, and was pressed on the photo, setting off fireworks.

Looking out of the window, the city center is bustling at night, but he doesn't care to appreciate it, but looks down at his phone from time to time.

Suddenly the doorbell rang, Sheng Changyuan walked to the entrance and opened the door, a warm body threw himself into his arms with a faint fragrance.

"Brother Sheng!" Someone grabbed his neck, sniffed, and buried him in his arms.

"I miss you so much!" He raised his head, his dog eyes were innocent and beautiful, and he was staring at Sheng Chang Yuan without blinking.

Patting his plump buttocks, Sheng Changyuan embraced him, and closed the door with a sweep of his long legs.

"It's been almost four months, right? Zifeng." Sheng Changyuan took out a bottle of wine from the freezer, poured it into a transparent glass, and the wine was full of richness.

"Wrong! We haven't seen each other for 4 months and 12 days. Brother Sheng, you are busier than me, an idol who rushes to make announcements every day. I can't get an appointment with you at all. You don't reply when I send messages!" Yue Zifeng plausibly Correct him, stretch out your hand and make exaggerated gestures as you speak.

"Change your phone number, and change your WeChat along with it." He picked up the wine and walked over, and handed one of the glasses to Yue Zifeng. "Try it, the newly bought wine."

Yue Zifeng took a sip, the spiciness bursting in his mouth, he stood up unconsciously, and gestured to the man in home clothes beside him: "Brother Sheng, why do you have such long legs. I wish I could reach 180 sometime."

As he spoke, his tone dropped. The genes inherited in his family were only 177. He drank milk desperately, only to raise his height by one centimeter.

When he was an artist, he filled in his height, and the people around him were all 180% 2B. He was a short man and became a sunken hole, and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

"It's okay, it's good like this." Sheng Changyuan shook his wine glass and said without emotion.

"Fortunately, brother Sheng, you don't dislike me."

Yue Zifeng scratched his head and smiled like an erha who didn't know much about the world.

"Do you want to do it?"

After drinking too much, Sheng Changyuan still had no emotions, but the gloom in his heart was suppressed a little.

As a result, as soon as he put down the wine glass, he saw Yue Zifeng looking handsome, and he also drank it all.

"I miss you."

After finishing speaking, Erha, who was too drunk to drink, jumped up, wrapped his legs around his waist, and rubbed around.

Carrying the person back to the room, he dragged the person into the psychedelic love network he wove.

Some immature butterflies flew in with fluttering wings, and before they had time to appreciate more flowers, they were willing to be trapped and died in the gray spider silk.

Sheng Changyuan was careless, leading the person in his arms to climb to the top layer after layer, the warm wave wrapped Yue Zifeng, he seemed to see the winter flowers blooming, and he was the falling flower that was caught in the palm of someone.

"Comfortable?"

The man on the offensive breathed calmly and asked him, grasping the ends of his hair with five fingers, and pulling the sweaty broken hair behind his head, full of wild tension.

"Comfortable."

He curled up his ten toes comfortably, and then slowly stretched them out.

"Then why didn't you shout out?" Sheng Changyuan pinched his tender neck, like pinching the lifeblood of an animal, and lifted it up intentionally, a sense of superior control emerged spontaneously.

Yue Zifeng likes this, he wants to be in Sheng Changyuan's hands.

"Brother Sheng, can I add your new WeChat account?"

He doesn't like people being too clingy and trying to control his whereabouts.Sheng Changyuan stepped back, picked up the menthol cigarette on the table and lit it, and took a few puffs to refresh himself.

"Brother Sheng..."

Yue Zifeng was stunned behind his back, not knowing what he said wrong, he wrapped his arms around that broad back again, looking for a sense of security.

"I heard that you will take on a reality show next job?" Sheng Chang Yuan frowned displeased as the sticky sweat melted into his body.

"Well. It's a reality show about life. I heard that I will spend a week on an unfamiliar island. I didn't want to take it at first. Singing and dancing are my strengths. But the manager said that this kind of show can attract more fans from passers-by. To increase exposure, help me pick it up."

"Do you know who the guests are?" He continued to ask, exhaling a smoke ring.

"It seems that there are some senior actors, I'm not familiar with." Yue Zifeng was a little strange, "Why are you asking this, Brother Sheng? Is the person you follow going to be on this show?"

"Well, Gu Tingshen."

Sheng Changyuan turned around and looked at him fixedly.It feels like spying on another person through him.

"I've never heard of it. You're new, Brother Sheng?"

Yue Zifeng felt a little jealous, guessing if this was the little lover he wanted to promote.

Let him guess wildly, Sheng Changyuan continued to smoke his cigarette.The room is filled with the smell of mint, which is a little bit overpowering after smelling it for a long time.

want to kiss him.Thinking of this, Yue Zifeng leaned closer, and murmured emotionally: "Brother Sheng."

Already approaching the corner of his lips, seeing that he was about to succeed, Sheng Changyuan turned his face sideways, avoiding him, and returned him with a glance to fix him in place.

Watching people lift the quilt and step into the bathroom, the fire in the heart of the person who was full of anticipation just now was extinguished.

"I'll go as well."

Yue Zifeng left a word when he heard him snuff out the cigarette.

So is it really because of that man?Sheng Changyuan had never been on variety shows before, nor did he touch film and television.

His eyes darkened.