Koi Cheng Jing [Entertainment]

Watching the little frog next door hopped into the house, probably on the way here, Ling Cheng's stiff face finally thawed a little, and took back his hand that was about to be blown stiff by the cold wind outside, Ready to get up and move the hot pot shelf.

Ling Cheng squatted for too long, wanted to stand up, but his feet were numb, and he shook a few times, almost buried his face in the hot pot, "... hiss."

He wanted to have lunch with Lin Haiyang at noon today, but after thinking about it, he ate with someone yesterday and the day before yesterday. I don't know, but what did he think he wanted to do?

Ling Yi thought for a long time, squatted for a long time, saw Lin Haiyang's official car driving away, went to the supermarket outside the door to buy all the hot pot ingredients, moved them all to the balcony, and cooked the hot pot according to the instruction.

He squatted until his feet cramped and his face was almost stiff from blowing. Finally, when Lin Haiyang's car drove in, he had some hope. He glanced hard at the closed balcony door next door, and his eyes almost couldn't come back. A big head protruded from the other side, and turned around in surprise.

Ling Yi played his perfect acting skills for many years, and finally got the person over. Although his face was expressionless, he rubbed his toes under the table, feeling very happy.

His feet were no longer numb, he was shaking, and moved all kinds of meat and eggs into the table, shelf, pot, and all kinds of meat, and only then heard the soft doorbell.

Lin Haiyang was wrapped like a ball, he took the elevator up, looked at the blinking elevator buttons, and in his mind was Ling Yi's trembling arm just now, very puzzled: "Does Brother Ling like eating hot pot so much...?"

He remembered again that he saw a fan saying that he likes to eat hot pot, but he doesn't feel like eating it by himself, so he must call someone else, maybe Ling Yi is such a type!

It just so happened that he was also hungry. Lin Haiyang convinced himself completely with some mental manipulation, and happily went out of the elevator door to ring the doorbell. Before he could put his hand down, the door opened, revealing Ling Cheng's expressionless face: "coming?"

"Coming!" Lin Haiyang looked around curiously, took off his shoes, Ling Cheng put a pair of fluffy dog ​​slippers in front of him, he put them on, and walked in carefully.

Ling Yi's decoration style is not too different from what he thought, with large areas of dark, blue, and black. Unexpectedly, there are not many furniture in the room, except for the necessary items, only the huge bed in the center is the most conspicuous : With a thick quilt, all kinds of soft pillows and throw pillows, a warm little space was created, Lin Haiyang was so envious.

...Actually, it's because he doesn't like to tidy up the bed. He usually looks like he came back after going out. The bed is small and crowded, and Haiyang's mother calls it a kennel every day——

"Are you hungry?" Ling Cheng rolled up his sleeves and waved to him coldly: "Come here."

Lin Haiyang turned around, and under the very indifferent style of the background, a small colorful table in the middle seemed very inconsistent. On it was a small steaming pot, and Ling Cheng sat expressionlessly on the opposite side of the table. There is a large circle of ingredients around the buttocks - lamb, pork, fish, beef...

Lin Haiyang was dumbfounded: "Brother Ling, you bought so much...?"

Ling Cheng was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head to look around, and answered a little uncertainly: "...the appetite is relatively large."

"This, that's it..." Lin Haiyang was skeptical, but still sat down happily, and sat face to face with Ling Yi.

The small hot pot was whirling around with white gas, and there was a burst of aroma from the bottom of the boiling pot. Ling Yi set up bowls and chopsticks for him, and put the ingredients on his face seriously. Lin Haiyang couldn't hold back, and took the initiative to talk to him: " Brother Ling, I'm going to shoot the MV in the morning!"

Ling Cheng raised his eyes to look at him, and asked, "With whom?"

Lin Haiyang continued to happily answer: "Ji Xiaobing, that's the girl who ate with us last time."

Ling Cheng didn't move his hands: "Oh."

Lin Haiyang couldn't wait for him to answer, and he couldn't find a topic for a while. The room was so quiet that he could hear a needle being dropped. He turned left and right, feeling uncomfortable.

When the TV was turned on, Ling Yi put down the remote control, and what was displayed was the picture of Qing Yunzhi, Lin Haiyang immediately turned his attention to it, watching with relish, Ling Yi knocked on his bowl with chopsticks: "Eat."

With just a few efforts, the bowl in front of him was piled up with meat. Lin Haiyang licked his chopsticks, and his saliva almost slipped out. He went to see Ling Cheng, and he was still digging the ingredients with a serious face, "Brother Ling, eat quickly too!" .”

"it is good."

The two just sat like this, the background sound was the TV series, they buried their heads and concentrated on eating hot pot. After [-] minutes, they were sweating slightly on their foreheads, and the circle of materials around Ling Cheng had only been gone for three minutes. one-third.

While eating, Lin Haiyang murmured in a low voice: "I just said Brother Ling, you bought too much..."

Ling Cheng ignored him and continued to add meat to him, one spoon at a time. Lin Haiyang didn't swallow it, but another pile appeared on the other side, and quickly raised his hand, "No, I, I'll eat something else ..."

There are beef, mutton, and fish balls placed far away on the table, all of which have just been taken out of the refrigerator, and some crushed ice is still frozen on top of it, and it is cold to hold it. Lin Haiyang is hesitant, he wants to eat anything, But I don't know what to download.

Ling Cheng glanced at him, and was about to stand up to pick it up, but when he tried hard, he found that his legs had no strength, so he frowned, and stood up with the help of the table.

Standing means standing up, a heart-scratching itch flew from his legs to his forehead. He was more serious, sitting cross-legged, and did not move for ten minutes. His legs were really cramp. Ling Cheng twitched the corners of his mouth, and involuntarily fell forward——

Like a baby swallow returning to its nest, it fell into the arms of Lin Haiyang with a dull face.

Lin Haiyang was still holding on to the chopsticks and refused to let go, yelling: "Hey!!"

Blue veins popped out of Ling Cheng's forehead quietly, and he still couldn't exert his strength. Now his head was resting on the back of Lin Haiyang's shoulder, and he couldn't see the child's face. He could only hear a muffled voice behind him: "Brother Ling, what's wrong with you?" ?”

Ling Cheng didn't want to talk much, "...I have cramps in my legs."

The chests of the two of them were pressed together, conveying a warm heat, Ling Cheng's legs were placed between Lin Haiyang's knees, leaning against his arms, changing the gender is simply a classic picture of girl comics.

...Of course Ling Yi doesn't want to be the character who wants to change genders. Anyway, even if he wants to hug someone else, he should be the one who hugs someone else.

Hearing his explanation, Lin Haiyang felt relieved, and finally let go of the chopsticks. He carefully circled his waist with one hand, and patted his leg with the other, and asked, "Is it better?" ?"

Ling Cheng had goosebumps all over his body, he was very uncomfortable, "...nearly."

In fact, the difference is quite a lot, but Ling Cheng didn't want to be hugged around his waist anymore, he remembered.

Lin Haiyang was cheerful, and did not follow his script at all. He slapped his legs a few times, and then began to hold his waist hard, trying to lift him up.

Ling Cheng secretly exerted force on his reddish ears, thinking in his heart, with his height, can he lift up if he wants to?

Then he was lifted up easily, like a bamboo mouse being weighed by its tail, without any resistance.

Ling Cheng was dragged to stand still, he stared at Lin Haiyang with a smirk on his face, feeling a kind of shame.

Lin Haiyang patted his arm and smirked, "Brother Ling, are you still heavy? How much do you weigh?"

Ling Cheng really didn't want to talk: "...75 kg."

Lin Haiyang discovered some secret, and suddenly laughed, "You lied about your weight. It is clearly stated on your information that it is 73 kilograms!" He pointed to himself, and whispered: "Actually, I am the same as you, I am obviously 65 kilograms, The agent insisted on writing me [-] kilograms..."

Ling Cheng: ...What's the difference? ?

He shook his legs and asked, "Do you still want to eat?"

Lin Haiyang's neck was red for some reason: "Eat."

"..."

The two red-necked men looked at each other, then lowered their heads in unison.

When meeting Lin Haiyang in the afternoon, Chen Lin tried to put her arm on his shoulder after repeated defeats, but this time she finally succeeded.

Chen Lin draped Lin Haiyang's shoulders, feeling unbelievable: "...Haiyang, what a coincidence."

Lin Haiyang lost his mind: "Ah, what a coincidence, what a coincidence..."

Chen Lin: "?"

"What's wrong with him?" Chen Lin asked the agent who was following him in a daze, but the agent shook his head, but he didn't know.

The kid went home at noon, and he was a dazed and demented person when he came in the afternoon. He should be able to talk to him, but he was confused. It felt really pitiful, "Haiyang? I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"

Lin Haiyang woke up startled: "I heard it!"

The manager glared at him and laughed at him, "Are you going to be a thief at noon?"

Lin Haiyang faltered and couldn't speak.

Chen Lin was on the side as the background board, with her hands still on Lin Haiyang's shoulders. She was listening happily. Lin Haiyang finally came to his senses and stepped back. Smoothing her hair, she smiled awkwardly and said, "It's a happy cooperation, I'm Yiping."

Lin Haiyang asked his manager in confusion, "Is it finally settled?"

"Yeah," the manager looked at him and reminded him, "We need to have a good relationship with Sister Chen. The machine will start up next week. Have you finished memorizing your lines?"

Lin Haiyang started to sweat: "Big, I probably finished memorizing..."

When the agent saw him like that, he knew that he must not have recited it, and grabbed him a little angrily, "Lin Haiyang, are you trying to piss me off? You can't recite it anymore, I know, when you film, I will Can you carry an inscription board next to it?"

Lin Haiyang smirked: "Good idea! Why didn't I think of it..."

The agent was about to be laughed out of anger. Chen Lin was still staring at the side with scruples. She was embarrassed to hit Lin Haiyang on the head, so she could only say bitterly: "I'm acting to see the heroine, look at me! You're so embarrassed, Lin Haiyang !"

Lin Haiyang was dumbfounded, and said aggrievedly: "Obviously you said it yourself!"

The agent didn't break up with him, and left angrily, leaving Lin Haiyang with Chen Lin. The two of them stared at each other for a while, and Chen Lin spoke first: "...Add a WeChat account?"

She finally understands that it's useless to beat around the bush with people like Lin Haiyang, only by playing straight balls can they get along like this.

Sure enough, Lin Haiyang handed over the phone: "Okay."

Chen Lin scanned the QR code with a smile, added her friend, and her agent urged her to leave. Before leaving, she said politely:

"It's cold, how about I treat you to a hot pot meal in a few days? I'll pay for it..."

Before she finished speaking, she caught a glimpse of the person in front of her who had been dazed all afternoon widening her eyes, and waved her hands greatly: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no!!"

Chen Lin: "?"

Chen Lin looked at Lin Haiyang who slipped away as if his butt was burned, and felt a little confused.