Koi Cheng Jing [Entertainment]

When everyone was still in a daze, Ling Cheng walked over quickly, patted twice, pulled up Lin Haiyang's trousers, and tucked the clothes inside into the trouser waist, fearing that the wind would get in and catch a cold.

Lin Haiyang's face turned red, and he looked around, except for the big black dog that was still panting and barking, no one was talking around, everyone was looking at him quietly, and he didn't know why he came here Ling Yi: "Brother Ling, why are you here?"

Ling Cheng threw away the big fat cat that was lingering, and straightened his neckline: "I'll take the picture."

Lin Haiyang was dizzy, but Fu Nanshan was also here, so who didn't come?

Ling Cheng seemed to see what he was thinking, and said in a low voice, "That person's schedule conflicted, and he couldn't come, so I came."

Lin Haiyang was immediately in awe. Ling Cheng usually likes to help out as a cameo, but now his business has expanded to help people in variety shows. What an admirable Lei Feng spirit!

"Come in first." The producer greeted, and a group of people walked into the big yard, and the cat and black dog behind followed, wrapping their tails around people's calves affectionately, "They seem to belong to this family."

In order to ensure authenticity, the program team did rent this big yard from an old couple. The furnishings and decorations inside were all as they were, and the old couple tremblingly went to the county town for a trip, leaving these two animals behind.

The free-range cats and dogs in the countryside are solid and know how to find food by themselves. If not, the folks in the village will know whose cats and dogs they are, and they will feed them if they have a good relationship. No matter what happens in a week.

The six people in front put down their suitcases and looked around in surprise.

This is a very old building, and there are even a few red buckets on the floor, which seem to be used to hold water leaks in rainy days; cobwebs and weeds grow quietly in the corners, and there is a characteristic dust of old houses. Taste, surround all around, something a little more advanced is a thick TV, the screen is still small.

Lin Haiyang also lived in such a house in his memory, but not long ago, when he went back to his hometown to visit his wife, the wife's room was similar to this.

The planning team made bamboo tubes in front, wrote a few wooden sticks, called everyone up, and prepared to draw lots: "Those who draw the same number will get one room."

In fact, there were only four men and four women. Eight people quickly finished drawing lots. Lin Haiyang looked at the bright red "2" on the wooden sign and asked Ling Yi: "Brother Ling, what is your number?"

Ling Yi turned the wooden sign upside down, it was a "1", Lin Haiyang was a little disappointed, but it didn't matter: "What a coincidence..."

"It doesn't matter," Ling Cheng was very calm. He said a few words to Fu Nanshan who didn't know why, then changed a bamboo stick with the word "2", and showed it to Lin Haiyang as if offering a treasure: "We live together."

"Okay!"

Lin Haiyang is very happy.

Soon, after the program group announced the rules, they planned to pack up and leave, leaving only a few photographers and executive directors. They also emphasized: Unless there are special circumstances, please do not talk to or ask for help from the photographers. Will not talk to people.

Lin Haiyang looked at the back of the program group going away. There were eight people in total, each with a photographer. The photographer next to him had a small square head with black sunglasses, and his face was tense.

"Hello!" Lin Haiyang greeted.

"..." Xiao Fang didn't answer.

Lin Haiyang knew it, but he couldn't answer, so he nodded, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he found that Xiao Fang's hand holding the camera slowly stretched out, and shook his hand, his face turned red.

Ling Cheng pulled him away, Lin Haiyang curled up his fingers, always feeling weird: "..."

Apart from the two of them, two of the four actresses are the popular TV drama Xiao Hua, two are Aidou, one of the male stars is Fu Nanshan, and the other Lin Haiyang does not know, it seems to be called Lianhua.

Lianhua is called Lianhua, has no surname, has curly hair, is wearing a snow-white shirt, and black trousers that are a bit too short for ordinary men, revealing a beautiful white and delicate calf, and A slender ankle that can be held with one hand, and a small tear mole under the eye. When he speaks, he is very pitiful: "Mr. Ling, I really didn't expect you to come, I like your work very much——"

Ling Yi was in a hurry to sew buttons for Lin Haiyang, but the big black dog had just pulled him off, so he said inadvertently: "Really, thank you."

Lianhua slightly pursed her pink lips with beautiful lines, and her clear collarbone was beautifully shaped. He lowered his head slightly, his earlobes turned red quietly: "Actually... I have always admired Mr. Ling, and I hope to have a better relationship with Mr. ...I will take good care of the room for the two of us!"

He drew the number "1", secretly glanced at Fu Nanshan's bamboo stick, it was number "2", and then looked at Lin Haiyang who showed his number unpreparedly, his heart beat wildly.

Lianhua is a gay guy, and a gay guy with a particularly picky taste. He doesn't like the gay guys who chase him, and all the guys he likes are straight guys. I didn't expect to meet my own heavenly food in the last show. Lianhua is very Excited.

He didn't believe it, his shy words and ambiguous words couldn't attract Ling Yi's attention——

Ling Cheng: "I'm not in your group, I'm in Haiyang's group."

Ling Cheng: "I changed the bamboo stick."

Ling Cheng: "If there is nothing else, I will go first. I will sew buttons."

Critical strike X3!

Lianhua's blood bar dropped by 60%, and she entered a weak state.

Ling Cheng turned his head and left, but Lianhua behind him didn't give up, got up again, silently followed behind, and looked at him with small eyes like hooks.

Lin Haiyang was sitting on the bench next to him, and saw Ling Cheng approaching from a distance, before he could show a smirk, he saw the little boy he didn't know pull him back, his eyes were very shy, and his face was flushed red.

Lin Haiyang didn't know what was going on, looking at Ling Yi who was talking to the little boy with his head down, he felt a little sullen and unhappy.

He raised his neck. In winter, the little boy wears a flowing white shirt, which outlines the graceful body lines inside, which looks good.

Lin Haiyang tugged on his trousers, the bright red and green long johns were looming inside, and he was wearing so much clothes that he couldn't touch his back with his hands.

He shook his head and sighed: "Oh."

Ling Yi and the little boy said a few more words, Lin Haiyang sat on the chair and glanced out of the corner of his eye, there were many sentences, one sentence, two sentences, three sentences...

Ling Cheng came over, he quickly lowered his head, tugged on his pants, a little nervous.

"What's the matter?" Ling Cheng pulled him up, lifted his trousers, and took them to the room they were allocated: "I'll sew the buttons for you first, and you can bring your luggage over later and pack it up."

Lin Haiyang replied: "Okay!"

Immediately afterwards, Ling Cheng took the needle and thread and fell into deep thought.

Should he just hold the needle and sew up, or let Haiyang take off the trousers and sew them up?

It always feels weird to have people take off their pants, but it's even weirder to just start sewing by hand, what if they touch something that shouldn't be touched.

As soon as Ling Yi thought of this, he immediately made a decision: "Haiyang, sit down and don't move, I'll help you sew it up."

Lin Haiyang was stunned for a moment, and sat on the edge of the bed. He was not ready yet, and was shocked to see Ling Yi holding a thin needle and poking at his indescribable parts. He was a little panicked: "Ling, Brother Ling!"

Ling Cheng held him down: "Don't move."

Lin Haiyang sat there stiffly, his face was a little pale with fright, his earlobe was still red, Ling Cheng was very focused, lying on his knees, there were no glasses here, he brought his face very close, focused on flying needles Traces.

When Lianhua came in, she saw Lin Haiyang with her back facing her at a glance, Ling Yan, Ling Yan unexpectedly, lying on his indescribable part, her arms were still moving, doing some indescribable movements——

Lianhua yelled in her heart: Ah! ! ! ! !

But he actually just held his breath and gently closed the door without disturbing the two of them.

It turned out that Ling Yi was honest with him because he liked this one——

What's so good about Lin Haiyang?Lianhua rummaged through his mind to find out his impression of this person: the best newcomer?high?Very handsome...

But Lin Haiyang in his mind, the deepest memory is getting out of the car wrapped into a ball, and it didn't take long before his pants were ripped off, revealing the dazed look of the red long johns.

What's so good about him?

Lianhua took out the small mirror from her pocket, admired herself obsessively for a while, then snapped the lid back on, and the more she looked at it, the more angry she became: If you don't come to pick such a delicate flower, you have to carry that pile of cow dung!

The door rang, Ling Cheng and Lin Haiyang came out slowly, the sky was getting dark gradually, it was time for dinner.

The eight people counted together, and there are only two who can cook, Ling Yi and Lianhua.

The four girls seemed a little embarrassed, and offered to help them pack their luggage. Fu Nanshan and Lin Haiyang walked around and found that the cooking place in the house still used a stove, so they volunteered , to chop wood.

Before Lin Haiyang left, he straightened his clothes and said to Ling Yi who was beside the stove: "Brother Ling, I went out to cut firewood, you should cook well at home!"

Ling Yi replied very naturally: "Okay, you should pay attention to safety and don't be too tired."

Lianhua secretly rolled her eyes.

Look at Ling Cheng, these five good men, good looking, rich, good at acting, good at cooking, washing clothes, sewing buttons, hardworking, why did they fall into the hands of this little idiot Lin Haiyang?

Lianhua didn't understand, he was sour, and even wanted to make things difficult for Lin Haiyang.

Lin Haiyang was carrying firewood for seven days, followed by the bewildered Fu Nanshan. When Ling Cheng was working outside, Lianhua was the only one left in the room. He smiled cheerfully and said hello: "You good!"

Lianhua smiled on the surface: "Yeah."

Lin Haiyang piled the firewood beside him and asked, "Do you need help?"

"No need!" Lianhua refused resolutely, guarding the small stove without letting go: "You don't need your help, this dish is almost out of the pan, I'll just take it over—hiss!!"

His hands were faster than his mouth, and he went to hold the bowl in the steamer with his bare hands, and was scalded, burning hot, grinning his teeth: "It's so hot!!"

Lin Haiyang rushed over, and immediately after, Lianhua felt her scalded right hand was caught by another big hand, lifted into the air, her fingers were gently separated, and a piece of cool thing was pinched , the other fingers curled up touched his cheek, smooth and delicate——

Lin Haiyang took his hand and pinched his earlobe.

The nose of the person in front of him was red from the cold, and the dog’s eyes drooped in embarrassment, and he smiled brightly: "My mother said that if you burn your fingers, you should pinch your ears quickly, it can cool down!"

Lianhua's eyes gradually widened, and the voice in his chest roared, making him panic:

Oops, oops, this is... a heart-pounding feeling! !

Ling Yi, who obviously just went out to wash the dishes: "..."

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