Professional male match

No matter how depressed Luo Jingan is now, Mr. Song is in a good mood, especially when he put the dazed Wen Qing into the car, the already confused Wen Qing looked at him and said, "Mr. Song, Here you are" moment.

It seems that the recent sense of presence is well established, and Mr. Song, who successfully kidnapped the drunk Wen Qing once again, is very satisfied.

When they arrived at the villa, Song Suzhi put his arms around Wen Qing, whose IQ and vigilance were steadily decreasing due to alcohol, and went to the room where Wen Qing stayed the last time.

Gently put Wen Qing on the bed first, and put a thin blanket on it. Song Suzhi went to the bathroom and put a tub of hot water at a suitable temperature, and then put a sleep-promoting bath agent in the bathtub with hot water. .

After completing a series of tasks, Mr. Song, who instantly transformed into an excellent housekeeper, returned to the bedroom, and then... stripped himself naked with his hands and feet... and then... stripped Wen Qing neatly...

If Wen Qing is sober at this time, he will definitely run away quickly. After all, although he and Mr. Song have become "friends" under the influence of Mr. Song's use of various advanced skills, Wen Qing can now There is absolutely no plan for the two of them to become "friends at the level of honesty and honesty".

It's a pity that Wen Qing, who was originally drunk but still a little sober, fell asleep after lying on this soft and comfortable bed.Although Wen Qing struggled slightly during the pick-up period, Song Suzhi, who obviously did not attack for the first time, immediately suppressed him gently and forcefully.

Song Suzhi carried Wen Qing to the bathroom, squatted down slowly, and first slowly immersed Wen Qing's feet in the water. The sudden feeling of being wrapped in hot water made Wen Qing slightly twist, but he quickly adapted.

Next came the straight and slender legs, and the flat and firm waist although there were no abdominal muscles. Song Suzhi completed every step gently and carefully, as if what he was doing was far from a simple action like putting a person into the bathtub. It is a sacred and meaningful worship.

Lying in the bathtub, the pores of Wen Qing's whole body seemed to be stretched in the hot water, and the faint fragrance made people feel relaxed and stable.Song Suzhi lifted Wen Qing's shoulders and slowly sat in the bathtub from behind Wen Qing, and gently wiped Wen Qing's body with a pure cotton towel, or kneaded and massaged his stiff neck and shoulders.

Seeing Wen Qing, who was enjoying the emperor-level treatment, snorting comfortably, Song Suzhi also felt indescribably satisfied.

It was night, and Wen Qing slept very comfortably in the warm and soft quilt, and there was a big slightly warm pillow beside her, which felt good to the touch but was a bit hard, but it felt very safe to hold in her arms.

After sleeping without dreams until morning, Wen Qing turned over with the quilt in her arms, and rolled around on the soft bed, feeling that she had become fluffy and fluffy.Wait a minute, this soft bed, this quilt exuding the smell of sunshine, and the faint woody fragrance in the air...

Wen Qing sat up and looked around. Although he had only been here once, he immediately recognized where he was because the previous impression was too deep.

Why would I sleep in Mr. Song's guest room again?Looking at her body, Wen Qing wanted to cry even more without tears, and only her underwear was left on her body, why should I be so pitiful!

After waking up, Wen Qing got up consciously immediately, and when she turned her head, she saw the clothes she wore yesterday that had been washed and neatly folded on the bedside table.Wen Qing, who had completely lost confidence in her drinking luck, made up her mind to stay away from alcohol in the future.After disliking herself again, Wen Qing took the clothes and went to the bathroom in the room to wash up.

When I went downstairs, I saw Mr. Song eating breakfast calmly, as if he could feel his gaze, Mr. Song also raised his head at this moment, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

Wen Qing suddenly had the feeling that his face was about to turn into a fried egg, but he could only go downstairs stiffly and walked to the dining table.

"Morning, Mr. Song."

"Did you sleep well?" Song Suzhi pulled the chair beside him to signal Wen Qing to sit down, and then handed him a cup of soy milk.

"Fortunately, I seemed to be drunk yesterday, and I caused trouble for Mr. Song again, but isn't Mr. Song in Country A?" He silently took the cup, his last memory was obviously eating at Huaqing Building, and Jing An Brother should also be by his side, why did he wake up at Mr. Song's house?

"I heard that "One Swordsman" performed well, so I came back from the United States to take a look, but when I arrived at Huaqing Building, I saw that you and your manager were both drunk. I arranged for someone to take Mr. Luo home, and then Brought you back." While explaining, he also put a small bun into Wen Qing's bowl, and his movements seemed particularly smooth.

"Thank you, I always trouble you." In fact, it's fine to leave me alone!And why do you want to take off my clothes again? This celebration banquet obviously drank very politely and it's not the last time I was drunk, so it's impossible to stain my clothes.But, I'm too embarrassed to ask.

"Hurry up and eat, it won't be good if it gets cold." Seeing Wen Qing wearing the clothes he prepared, eating the food he prepared (ordered the cook to prepare), and the tangled expression on his face that couldn't be concealed, Song Suzhi felt quite Of course, it would be even better if he could stay at home all the time.

Wen Qing, who originally thought that he could go home after breakfast, quickly finished his food, while looking at Song Suzhi eagerly from time to time, planning to ask Mr. Song to send him home as soon as he finished breakfast.Otherwise, would he use his two legs to walk back to the city from the villa in the suburbs?

"Does Wen Qing feel uncomfortable being with me?" Wiping the corner of his mouth lightly, Song Suzhi looked at Wen Qing and asked, the seemingly grievance in his eyes shocked Wen Qing.

"No, it's just that I'm not used to it here." After all, people are under the roof, and to be honest, Wen Qing's impression of Mr. Song is actually quite good, of course, regardless of what Mr. Song said "Admiration", "communication" and so on.

Song Suzhi didn't answer, but just looked at Wen Qing tenderly, as if there were thousands of words and nothing.Seeing Mr. Song like this, Wen Qing decided to give up her previous ostrich attitude, because even though she didn't know Mr. Song well enough, Wen Qing realized that this person could not be avoided by unilaterally distanced or blurred focus.

"Mr. Song, thank you for your favor. It is reasonable to say that if an actor like me who is ordinary and not popular can get your help, it is like winning the lottery, and I can feel your intentions for me. But I can only say thank you very much, but I'm sorry, I can't accept you, please don't bother me anymore."

The hands on the dining table were already clenched into fists, and Wen Qing felt that his palms were moist. If he frankly refused Mr. Song, he would be thrown out and blocked...

"Hehe," the quiet restaurant could hear a needle drop for a while, but Song Suzhi's soft laughter broke the awkward silence.

"Don't you even dare to look at me and say the words of refusal? The Wen Qing in my memory is more frank and bold. You don't want to have too much contact with me, I know it very well, but you should also feel my He is not someone who will give up easily because of words."

"Mr. Song can't be happy at all!" Wen Qing suddenly became angry when he said so clearly what you want.

"How do you know it's forced when you're fine?" Mr. Song was much calmer.

"Mr. Song is not my type at all, and I don't have any romantic feelings for Mr. Song. What's more, Mr. Song and I are both men. There is no need for us to try."

Looking at Wen Qing whose face was flushed from excitement, Mr. Song gracefully took a sip of the black tea in front of him, "Wen Qing, you didn't consider me as a lover, but you kept me out of the line from the beginning, of course not You will have feelings for me. As for the type you like, Wen Qing, do you really know what kind of person you really like?"

"Of course I know." Anyway, I also had a girlfriend before.

Song Suzhi shook his head lightly, "Don't make such a judgment. As far as I know, Wen Qing, you have only dated two people so far. Although they are both women, apart from the fact that both genders are women and their appearance is not bad, these two You are not of the same type. To put it simply, Wen Qing, you do not have a specific type of relationship, after all, most people will appreciate better-looking objects more, just like most people also think they are heterosexual."

Song Suzhi's voice was soothing and lazy, and he made a restraining gesture to silence Wen Qing who wanted to refute, "Listen to me first, don't worry, you can only refute me if you listen carefully, right?"

After appeasing his only audience, Mr. Song continued, "As for appearance and gender, in terms of appearance, although I can't compare with some people in the entertainment industry, I still have the confidence to be regarded as a good word. You Can you agree?"

What a narcissist, does Dezhi know? !Although he really wanted to say that, Wen Qing could only nod silently. Mr. Song didn't say he was handsome, but he was indeed a very attractive man.

"Thank you," Song Suzhi, who was affirmed, was obviously a little proud, "As for gender, I think you in the entertainment industry should know more than ordinary people. In fact, sexual orientation is far less firm than people think. Yours Life circumstances, your religious status, and the people you meet can all play a role in your sexuality, not to mention that many people are potentially bisexual or homosexual."

Song Suzhi walked around Wen Qing while talking, and then slowly stopped, holding the back of the chair behind Wen Qing with one hand, slowly leaned down (body), and gently lifted Wen Qing's chin with the other, letting the The two looked at each other and said in a deeper and more lazy voice, "You just lack some...opportunities."

Confused voice, black eyes, Wen Qing even forgot to dodge for a while.

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