My little dad, you can't afford to mess with me

#Shock!Is the rendezvous between Mr. Shang and his good friend Yangcheng the sublimation of friendship or the budding of love? #

——Today's most searched number one.

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In fact, there is nothing out of the ordinary, the main reason is that the two have too good looks.One is personable and elegant like an aristocrat; the other is extremely handsome and full of hormones, walking together on the street seems to be posed for a photo.

Damn, with a good face, don't retweet, don't interfere, don't say a word, don't take a sip, I'm sorry for my aging Weibo.

Yan control party licks the screen, pink eye patients start to swear at the street, craving CP secretly poked and wrote Wen Anli, die-hard fans and only fans wailing, passers-by eating melon party hehehe, Weibo exploded for a while, the business world and the entertainment industry are eternal The topic, come and go, caused a sensation on both sides.

Pick it up and tear it up again, life is plain and difficult, idle is idle, come on, fight, hurt each other!

Not much to say about the process, Shenshen and Shangshang don't play Weibo, and everything on the Internet is told by Ming's sister-in-law on the phone.

As for why Shang Yuxian chased him to Yangcheng——

Well, because of the snowflakes blooming on Moshang, the lover did not return slowly.

The time goes back to the fifth day when San Lang arrived in Yangcheng.

Shen Lang has been on a business trip for five days, and he originally planned to return in three days, but the counter has to wait for another three days due to a sudden emergency.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the Bentley Mulsanne parked in the Hengshang underground parking lot.

"Boss, there is news from the capital. This is the result of the investigation." Xiao Fang handed over an inspection report. "In addition, the inspection report of the little boss has also come out."

Shang Yuxian in the back seat took the file bag, and the Chinese New Year is still a week away. He worked overtime and stayed up late for many days. He rubbed the sore corners of his eyes, not wanting to read the text: "Say it."

Xiao Fang: "The blood type is the same as the one in Beijing. The little boss' father didn't marry his mother back then. They were college classmates, but they abandoned his wife—he knew that Shen Lang's mother was pregnant at the time, so he was transferred to the capital. Afterwards, the official family got married, and coupled with good conditions, high education, and strong ability, they made it to the top."

Shang Yuxian didn't pay much attention to the so-called "father", although his status was enough to make the businessman tremble in anger.

Xiao Fang: "President Shang, the little boss is a little anemic."

"anemia?"

"The report marked the not-so-good places."

"Isn't that a woman's problem?" Shang Yuxian couldn't understand the above data, and was a little displeased, "He is very particular about the quality of life and food, he is in good health and energetic, how could he be anemic? There is no problem in the inspection report? "

"Sent to a third-class hospital for consultation, it is indeed anemia." Xiaofang's face was paralyzed, not daring to look back at him, and looking forward: "Boss, I think there is a kind of person in the world who is generous to others. But it’s very good at stressing myself, just like me...my mother, she was very willing to spend money to buy things for her family, but she would be reluctant to buy something for herself-I mean, little boss, cooking for the family is considered It's not too troublesome to work all day, but when he's on his own, maybe he can just have a meal of instant noodles?"

I thought he was just being lazy.

Thinking back to the day of boarding the plane, when Shen Lang finished cooking and packed his luggage, when he walked to the door, his complexion was not very good, and he even said he was dizzy.

When the phone rang, Shang Yuxian walked out of the elevator on the 66th floor. He entered the office, stood in front of the French windows, and had a panoramic view of the whole city.

As soon as Shen Lang said "Crooked", Shang Yuxian asked, "What time will you arrive tomorrow? I'll pick you up at the airport."

Shen Lang was slightly hesitant, and said in a low voice: "Well... I'm in Shuizhou, a filming base about 4 hours away from Yangcheng, ah, there's an advertisement here that was going to be broadcast a few years ago, something went wrong, the model I broke my leg, and Mr. Meng originally asked me to understand the situation, but a starlet sent by the advertising company failed, and the director took a fancy to me."

Shang Yuxian was stunned for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "What do you mean... have you taken a fancy to you?"

Shen Lang: "No, no, just ask me to do you a favor, and there is still a lot of salary. It will take about two or three days to shoot, and I will go back after the shoot. I am at the shooting base now, and I want to sign a contract. I asked them to wait. Wait, come to report to you, ask for your opinion, wait online, it's very urgent."

Shang Yuxian: "..."

Shen Lang: "Uncle, don't talk again."

"I'm thinking about it," Shang Yuxian narrowed his eyes, "What type of advertisement and where will it be shot?"

Shen Lang hurriedly said: "Yeah, it's a childlike TV commercial. It's a very serious commercial. Yay's first TV commercial. It's in the shooting base of the Scenic Park in Shuizhou High-tech Zone, not far from the city. It's quite far away. It's a pity to open the skylight because it's going to be aired in time for the Chinese New Year. It's not easy for Mr. Meng to work so hard as a woman, so she asked me, and I agreed. I signed a contract at noon and started filming in the afternoon. That's fine. ?"

Shang Yuxian thought for a while, then whispered: "I know, pay attention to safety outside, it's okay to shoot commercials, have you bought insurance?"

Shen Lang was confused: "Insurance?"

Shang Yuxian: "Shooting accident insurance."

Shen Lang: "It's just a small indoor advertisement, not a martial arts movie."

Shang Yuxian: "Don't make any dangerous moves."

A low smile came from the receiver: "I know my dear, I already said that I took pictures with the children."

"……Oh."

The two chatted about work again.

Hang up the phone, stand on a high place, and look at this city without youth.

want to see him.

Three days, three days, three days after three days, and more and more delays, it will be the Chinese New Year.

Can't wait a moment.

Turning back and pressing the black button of the landline: "Xiao Fang, contact the pilot, I'm going to Yangcheng."

Xiao Fang: "Boss, the flight plan has to be submitted one week in advance..."

Shang Yuxian: "Then book a ticket, I'm leaving now."

Xiao Fang:"??????"

The face was paralyzed and cracked for a moment.

Book a ticket for the day during the Spring Festival travel season?

Only you can settle things that others cannot do, so you can be by your side, while others eat porridge and you eat meat.

"I'll give you a few scalpers' business cards first." Xiaoyuan looked away from the computer screen, took out a thick stack of business card books from the drawer, pulled out countless cards and pushed them over, and looked at Xiao Fang with a smile, "If not, what else can I do?" There is a kind of shared plane, [-] people per person, take a plane and go.”

Xiao Fang: "...OK."

Yaya’s products are mainly aimed at hot moms from middle-class and well-off families. The actor is a good-looking little brother from the headquarters. This advertisement will play an elite dad.

His partner is a four-year-old child actor.

Shen Lang didn't know about Shang Yuxian's itinerary. At three o'clock in the afternoon, he sat in the dressing room and looked at the busy crowd, dazzled by others.

The make-up was done by the director's personal make-up artist named Ke Chong, who was also the first to suggest to the director that Shen Lang should audition.

Earlier, when Can Lang was waiting for a temporary replacement model to come over, Ke Chong started chatting with him. Unexpectedly, the two were in the same city, and they turned out to be high school alumni. He was two years older than Can Lang, and went to learn makeup after failing the college entrance examination; Shen Lang doesn't know much about the fashion industry, so he mentioned Ms. Li Tian, ​​the mother of Sunflower's class bear child "Ying Jialin", and Ke Chong turned out to be Li Tian's junior.

The world is so wonderful, the two chatted for half an hour, and Ke Chong felt a unique charm from this handsome peer.

Affinity halo?

At this time, San Lang was sitting in front of the dressing table. He carefully isolated the young man, and found that his skin was one size darker than milky white, but not yellowish. He looks full of young male beauty, with a strong sense of aggression. He is not suitable for the standard lens makeup, which makes him look greasy and weak.

"It's the golden ratio."

Ke Chong sighed in admiration, put the foundation in his hand aside, bent down nervously, and stared at Shen Lang's face for a long time.

It was almost time to put his face face to face, Ke Chong held San Lang's face to make him look up, looked at it carefully for a while, took out a small eyebrow trimmer, and said with a smile: "It's perfect, your eyes are so beautiful , the skin is also very good, for you, trimming your eyebrows in this life is considered a facelift."

He carefully trimmed San Lang's eyebrows, and in order to look clear on the camera, he used a brow pencil to trace it lightly, put on some lipstick, and applied some shadows to make him look a little more mature, and then tried to use a little gel to make his eyebrows look more mature. The hair is pulled up, flirtatiously and casually, revealing the smooth forehead, looking at the young man in the mirror: "Look, when you are 30 years old, this image will make you a handsome gentleman."

Looking at the man in the makeup mirror, I fantasized about walking with my lover holding hands when I was 30 years old.

Think of Shang Yuxian.

San Lang smiled uncomfortably.

Under Ke Chong's fiddling and compliments, he couldn't say any witty words, except to thank him, he could only let him fiddle with him, and occasionally said a few words to tease him: "Primary boy, don't be nervous, Anthony is a face control, as long as the actor is photogenic enough , he will always praise it, even if he can't act, it doesn't matter."

After San Lang put on his makeup, he got up and went to the dressing room to take off his clothes.

Yes, not changing clothes, but undressing.

The background of this advertising script starts from the bedroom in the early morning.Shen Lang is an elite and a dad. From waking up to the time when the child stands at the door to watch his father go to work, all the children’s products in the camera are awesome, including safety tableware on the dining table, kitchen utensils, children’s clothing, accessories , toys, stationery, etc., mainly reflect the coverage, convenience and safety of Yaya for children's products.

San Lang took off his clothes in the dressing room and put on a bath towel. Amid Ke Chong's admiration, he applied some coloring agent to make his muscles suitable for oriental aesthetics more shiny, not exaggerated but quite tight.

"Okay, I'll just say he's suitable. How about it, everyone appraise it?" Ke Chong slapped his hands at the door.

When San Lang came out of the dressing room, everyone looked sideways.

Ke Chong stared at the young man standing motionless at the door, and stretched out his hand towards him. Shen Lang was a little embarrassed, and gave him a wry smile.Ke Chong smiled and pulled him over, showing his masterpiece to everyone present.

The young man was dressed casually and casually before, but that didn't prevent professionals from seeing his good figure. Now that he took off his clothes and only wore a bath towel, the doubtful staff couldn't help but also admire him.

The mermaid line is clearly inserted into the bath towel, the abdominal muscle line is not deep but beautiful, tall and thin, with a slender waist, buttocks, but not feminine, and with those charming peach eyes, the whole body exudes youthfulness Male strength and charisma.

The man in the dark had just arrived, and when he looked up, this was what he saw.

Under the crowd watching, Shen Lang looked in the director's direction with embarrassment, and someone from the film crew whistled softly.

Shang Yuxian saw a strange kind of greed in the eyes of others, and finally his eyes fell on Ke Chong's face, and his hand was still grabbing his own child's arm.

Unexpectedly, [-] tons of mercury poured straight into his brain, and he, who was lack of sleep, leaned to the side unsteadily, and supported the back of the chair with his palms.

What should I do if my child is too attractive?

It was in such a scene that the young man inadvertently raised his eyes and saw the man standing beside him in the distance.

Shang Yuxian?

Shen Lang froze on the spot for a moment, bombarded with surprise and surprise in turn, his brain was buzzing, he just wanted to rush forward and hug him.

The two stared at each other for a while.

As soon as Shang Yuxian got off the plane, he took a taxi and rushed over, looking exhausted.

Still wearing a suit and leather shoes, the high-end fabrics are very elegant.

Although he still looks ascetic with his shirt buttoned up to the bottom of his neck, this time he is dressed differently from his previous formal attire. The main reason is that this suit has a waist that is slightly tightened from near the waist, and the trousers are also tighter than usual. Some, showing his long legs and shapely figure.This style, favored by young people nowadays, fully displays a certain temperament of Shang Yuxian's other side, which makes the sense of abstinence collide with the sense of charm that is about to come out contradictory.

Lovers wear suits, just to show off their cuteness.

From San Lang's point of view, Shang Yuxian, whose body is tightly wrapped in that clothes, is full of charming attraction, which makes him just want to hide his lover in the house without showing it to anyone.

In Shang Yuxian's eyes, the appearance of his lover wearing a bath towel naked in public, isn't it challenging his patience limit?

Shen Lang put on a bath towel and walked towards him step by step, as if he was afraid of alarming the hallucinations, his steps became lighter. He walked in front of Shang Yuxian, confirmed that the person in front of him was indeed him, and his heart was clumsy. Jumping, glanced at Ke Chong next to him, and said a little unnaturally: "Shang, Mr. Shang, why are you here?"

Shang Yuxian looked away from the young man's naked body, did not shy away from other people's eyes, helped him tighten the bath towel hanging low around his waist, and put it close to his ear, with a soft tone: "I'm here to take you home .”

The young man's heart beat faster, and he noticed someone around him out of the corner of his eye, stretched out his hand and pulled his bath towel, lowered his head slightly and whispered, "Let's go to the locker room."

The peach blossom eyes looked at the man's face, but out of the corner of his eye, he fell on his neck a little lower, close to the artery near the collarbone, where there was a purple hickey, which was hidden by the collar of the shirt at this time.

After greeting the director, the two came to the dressing room, and Shen Lang closed the door behind his back.

For some reason, the two left their home, no bickering, no sarcasm, no wisecracking, changed to a different city, surrounded by strangers, but inexplicably restrained, and even their words became polite.

Stand face to face with the man for a while.

The young man stared at him with hazy peach blossom eyes, and then slowly pushed the man against the door, just leaning over to say something to him, Shang Yuxian suddenly laughed softly.

In Fengyun shopping mall, how many women are lying in his cocktail glass, radiating female radio waves to him countless times, the middle-aged man thinks that he has already developed an antibody to love, he did not expect that he would be touched by others because of his youth And the conditioned reflex, because he is not around, he is out of his mind.

Shang Yuxian stared blankly at his lover in front of him.

In the empty dressing room, the two of them didn't say a word, San Lang stared at the dusty man, brushed the hair on his forehead with his fingertips, pressed his lips gently to his forehead, and never left for a long time.

After a long time, the young man's lips moved down slowly, touched the tip of his nose, passed over his face, and lightly touched his lips.

Shen Lang asked softly, "Miss me?"

Shang Yuxian lowered his eyes and nodded his head imperceptibly.

In the past, the young man would have laughed excitedly because of the uncle's nod in response, but now, facing Shang Yuxian who came to look for him, he could only feel unspeakable distress and guilt in his heart.The young man kissed him lightly, with endlessly suppressed tenderness, his lips sucked in him little by little, and gradually, the tips of his tongues touched together.

Shang Yuxian's body trembled, his hands fell on his chest, and he gently plundered all his strength.

Shen Lang opened the cabinet, took out a room card from his wallet, and stuffed it into Shang Yuxian's hand: "This is where I live, now you can take a taxi to the city at the gate of the landscape garden, you go to the hotel first rest."

Shang Yuxian took the room card and was about to speak when he heard the door knocking from next door.

"Gentlemen, may I start?" Director Anthony came out from another room.

"The filming went well." Shang Yuxian whispered close to the young man's side face, suddenly turned his head slightly, brushed his side face with the tip of his nose, then turned and opened the door, nodded politely with Anthony, and walked out of the studio.

The two have been dating for a month, and judging by the current level of intimacy, this kind of intimacy is nothing more than normal, but Shen Lang felt a sudden throbbing in his heart, he chased to the door, his voice trembling: "Shang... ..."

The man stopped and turned around.

The young man looked at him: "I'll go back after filming."

"Ah."

Director Anthony is a face control person. He seldom accepts domestic TV commercials, and every work is shot very tall. He looked at Shen Lang with a smile, turned and walked towards the set, "Little guy, just follow my lead." If you ask me to go through the process, I can try to let you go through it."

Shen Lang is not a professional model or actor. Anthony decided to personally guide his performance and positioning. Fortunately, the young man stood in front of the camera without being nervous or frightened at all. Not inferior to those stars, and he and the child star also have a high degree of tacit understanding, as if he has experienced the family life of this kind of dad countless times.

The morning sun shines in the bedroom, the door is opened a little bit, and the child hides behind Yaya's playful mascot—a giant Yaya rabbit—and sneaks into Dad's room.

The light shone in front of the bed from the gap in the curtains. The sleeping young man had a magnificent appearance. He seemed to hear the movement, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then slowly opened those charming peach eyes.

The young man slowly opened his eyes, and saw Yaya Rabbit beside the bed head-on, with a smile in his lazy sleepy eyes.

"Perfect facial features, he is too suitable for the big screen."

"Very good, San Lang, the corners of the lips are hooked up very nicely, it will get you a lot of girlfriend fans!"

"It's so beautiful, hurry up, close-up!"

The smiling face of the child poked out from behind Yaya Rabbit, and stretched out the small alarm clock in front of Dad. This time the wake-up service got a stamp from Dad on the little hand, which is the trademark of Yaya Tongqu.

The young man sat up from the bed, the snow-white silk quilt slipped off his upper body, revealing his tight and delicate body little by little.

As he got up, everyone on the set held their breath.

The young man lazily got off the bed, with long legs and a long body, and a thin figure. Coupled with that handsome face, he exuded an irresistible lust all over his body. The two words are all kinds of praises from the director of faith.

The young man picked up the child, and the interaction between father and daughter was very natural. Although the positioning was not perfect, the face was enough for the director to continue the filming.

The picture on the monitor is like a fashion blockbuster.

With the "help" of the child, the youth put on the shirt and suit chosen by the child, and put on the tie and cufflinks meticulously.

The overly outstanding appearance and figure, as well as his gestures, are like a professional elite, or more like an aristocrat.

The young man who has been in contact with Shang Yuxian for a long time has already imitated the uncle's elegant movements in the dressing room. Although the aura and courage are not as good as that person, as long as he imitates two or three out of ten, it is enough to surprise the director. .

Not a single line.

People almost forget that this is an advertisement for women's and children's products.

But Yaya Tongqu's regional directors don't seem to care about this. Their goal is to be handsome, attract women's attention, and hit young hot moms straight.

It did attract the attention of all the female staff on the set.

From kitchen utensils to children's tableware, from girls' accessories to paintbrush toys, until the child stood at the door to send her dad to work, she received the last little red badge from her dad, and the young elite dad walked out of the room in a suit and leather shoes .

At the end of the advertisement, there will be four big characters "Ya Ya Tong Qu".

Everyone thought it would take at least two days to shoot this time. As a result, amidst Anthony's praises of "great" and "perfect", the entire shooting process only took about five hours. The finished product also takes no more than 1 minute.The full version is used on video websites, and the simplified version will cut off the exposed parts and put it on TV stations during the Spring Festival.

Shen Lang returned to the dressing room and changed into his own clothes. Ke Chong removed his makeup: "Anthony has a shooting task later. If we wait for the big guests from the film crew to leave together, it will be around midnight."

Shen Lang hesitated for a moment: "I remember there is a bus stop outside the gate of the landscape garden, right?"

Ke Chong asked him to wash his face: "It's a long way to go, and the garden is huge. If you walk to the station for half an hour, the last train leaves early."

Shen Lang glanced at the time, he didn't want his lover to wait in the hotel, so he wiped his face with cold water: "It's okay, I need to run."

Anthony thought for a while, and looked at the young man who was only wearing a long-sleeved shirt: "...Forget it, come with me."

The two came to the corner of the entrance of the studio. Anthony rolled out a bicycle from the hut and glanced at the back seat of the bicycle: "Get in the car, brother will give you a ride."

Out of the gate of the shooting base.

It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and it was located in a remote place. Sure enough, no taxi passed by.

This is the only bus station in the high-tech zone. Turning the corner from the main road, Ke Chong rode his bicycle against the wind, with Shenlang behind him. On the dark path, he could see the stop sign with the advertising lights on from afar.

There are no passengers on this line, and there is no one waiting for the bus under the stop sign.

San Lang jumped down from the back seat, "Go back first, thank you."

Ke Chong turned around and looked at his thin clothes: "Are you sick? You wear a shirt in winter?"

"I'm wearing a thermal vest. Isn't it hot in the south? I threw the down jacket at the hotel. I didn't expect it to be so cold at night." Shen Lang sneezed.

"Did you freeze when you were filming just now?" Ke Chong looked at the dark path in the distance, straightened up, let go of the handle, and took off the fleece sweater on his body, "I still have a thick sweater inside. , I will borrow this from you, and return it to me another day after I get back."

San Lang was a little dazed.

Ke Chong wore a cashmere sweater, shook his messy hair, shook off the clothes without saying a word, put it on Shen Lang's head, and pulled it down with all his strength.

Hold.

San Lang was embarrassed, the collar of the hoodie stuck to his ear, he was stuck in the clothes, cursed in pain, and fumbled with both hands, "It hurts, don't put it on for me, you still have a scent on your body Son……"

Ke Chong: "Smell is better than freezing to death."

San Lang grabbed his hand, neither up nor down. The more Ke Chong pulled his clothes down, the more he struggled to lift his wrist up, muttering: "It's not cold, you still have to ride a bike Well, you're still wearing...fog grass, ears, don't put them on me...it hurts..."

"Okay, put it on now, don't move around..."

Just then.

Ke Chong said "Don't move around", but his movements suddenly stopped——

The fat David coat was still put on San Lang's head, and the collar stuck to his ears. As San Lang felt the darkness, he felt Ke Chong's big hand slowly loosen.

San Lang: "What's wrong?"

"..."

No more movement was heard from the other party.

He was dazed for a few seconds, his head buried in his clothes.

That scene was really funny.

Not happy?Of course, Shen Lang knew that Ke Chong had good intentions, and it was not good to refuse other people's kindness. Anyway, the two belonged to the same city, so he just had to return it to him at any time.So he very consciously raised his hand to put on his clothes.

When he was about to pull down the pullover...

Suddenly, a hand tightly wrapped around his forearm!

That hand was warm.

Grab his wrist and forcefully embrace his body!

San Lang's body lost his balance, tilted to one side, bumped his head into the man's chest, grunted in pain, and was pulled in front of the man domineeringly.

But the fingers were unexpectedly gentle, the fingertips touched the last rib of the young man, followed the trend, and easily took off the sweater that was on his head.

The moment he saw the light again, San Lang's hair was disheveled, his eyes were blurry, and he was not used to the light. He drooped his head, his ears were red, and he looked like he was about to curse, he gritted his teeth and covered his sore ears.

"It hurts?"

Gentle fingers caressed his cold ears.

this sound?

Shen Lang hesitated for a moment, then raised his head in shock, "Shang...Shang..."

I didn't discuss why for a long time.

Didn't the uncle go back to the hotel in the city and wait? Why did he appear at the bus stop?

His handsome face looked unreal in the winter moonlight.

"If you don't want to wear it, you still wear it? Don't tell me if it hurts? Why?" Muttering like this, Shang Yuxian gently rubbed the young man's earlobe with his fingertips, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, pressed his lips against his ear, and exhaled lightly : "Because you don't understand, how can you reject others?"

Shang Yuxian's eyes were gentle, and he stared deeply into those peach blossom eyes, but his voice was extremely cold: "Shall I teach you?"

Raising his hand suddenly, he threw the sweater on Ke Chong's face!

"Hey, I'll go!" Ke Chong tilted his body on the bicycle, took the clothes he threw over, and was stunned for a while, and suddenly felt that this domineering man looked familiar.

Shang Yuxian ignored Ke Chong who was identifying himself, and just turned the hand around the young man's wrist, and brought him into his arms.

Hugging the lover in his arms lightly, there were huge waves in his eyes, and his fingertips slid across the young man's earlobe: "Is it better?"

San Lang was dumbfounded.

Ke Chong turned his bicycle around and put one leg on the ground, "Are you a friend? It seems like I have a deep hatred with me. I'm leaving."

"Thank you." Shen Lang came back to his senses, waved his hand at him, and watched him ride away.

No one passed by on this road, and an Audi was parked on the side of the road.

Shang Yuxian went to get a car just now?

Shen Lang sized it up: "You rented it?"

Shang Yuxian's complexion was extremely bad: "There is a Hengshang branch in Shuizhou, I'll borrow it."

San Lang: "..."

In other words, after he returned to the city, he borrowed a car and drove back to pick him up?

"You have nothing to say to me?" Shang Yuxian asked suddenly.

Shen Lang: "?????"

The street lamps were also gray, and there was a gust of cool wind blowing in front of him, carrying fine dust. Shen Lang covered his face with his hands, but suddenly Shang Yuxian's hot hand hugged him tightly!

Shen Lang suffered from the pain, his eyes widened, and when he met the anger in the man's eyes, he felt his body being carried by his powerful arms.

The two stood behind the light wall of the station booth, their handsome faces gradually approaching him, Shang Yuxian asked: "Who allowed you to take off your clothes for the commercial?"

"No, no one allows it."

Shen Lang was dumbfounded.

The little heart panicked at once: "Did you break the law...? Now it's... so strict?"

Shang Yuxian: "..."

San Lang: "???"

"It still makes people..." Shang Yuxian suddenly turned his face to the side, avoiding his sight, "I touched you..."

Peach Blossom eyes blinked.

I was caught off guard by the uncle's words, and I didn't know how to answer them for a while.

Seeing that Shen Lang didn't respond and was still distracted, Shang Yuxian was really angry.San Lang only felt that his wrist was about to be broken by him, and his body was embraced by his arm without any defense, and he suddenly threw his hand, throwing him on the billboard.

San Lang's back hit him hard!

Shang Yuxian, who has always been gentle to young people, is not gentle at all.

At that moment, Shen Lang realized that his back was going to be injured, and couldn't help but let out a short muffled groan. However, just before he hit the lamp wall, he felt Shang Yuxian's palm warmly hugging his back .

Shang Yuxian's hand bumped against the lamp wall, separating the young man's back that was almost hurt by the bump, and pressed his chest against his chest, his arms fell heavily.The whole person is close to the front of the young man, his face buried in his shoulders and neck, so that from another angle, it seems that San Lang let him hide in his arms.

Tightly, hugging his lover whom he had not seen for many days.

Warm and familiar quiet breathing came from his ears, the young man tried to lift his shoulders, and lowered his head to look at him.

"Don't move." Once Shang Yuxian's tone softened, there was infinite tenderness, he murmured in the young man's ear: "I haven't rested for 36 hours, give me a hug."

San Lang: "..."

Is he kidding?

Still unable to react in his mind, the warm breath on his neck eased his tension a bit. Shen Lang raised his arm and patted his back lightly comfortingly.

At this moment, two figures walked slowly by the flower bed in the distance, and they looked like a young couple through the streetlights.

San Lang turned to the side, trying to block the person in his arms as much as possible, he raised his arm subconsciously, clasped the back of Shang Yuxian's head with his palm, and pressed his head down, with a little force, his face was completely covered. buried in his neck.

Shang Yuxian trembled, smelling the fragrance of his neck, and looked at him suspiciously.

San Lang felt his eyelashes flapping and tickling on his neck, and he muttered "Don't make trouble, tickle," and reminded him in a low voice: "Don't look up, someone is coming."

Shang Yuxian couldn't help laughing: "Are you afraid that I will be seen by others?"

He smiled and snorted softly, "Of course, Master Ben's stuff is never for anyone to see."

The hand wrapped around the young man's waist tightened, "Then tell me, how many people have seen you today?"

San Lang: "..."

Shen Lang was stunned, only then did he realize that his words had been broken again, so he hurriedly thought of a way to get back the words.

Passers-by walked away.

Shen Lang was a little aggrieved: "Isn't this a business, and I didn't go to tease girls."

Shang Yuxian was slightly taken aback, his lips moved around his neck, and he kissed him unhurriedly: "You mean...you want to...fuck a girl after you finish flirting with a boy?"

San Lang: "???"

Did I mention the word "boy" in a hurry!

Calm down, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not impulsive, first of all, you have to think of a safe, careful, and secret way to observe what happened to uncle.

Shen Lang stammered in embarrassment: "Anyway, I didn't do anything bad..."

Shang Yuxian raised his head and approached him little by little. He smiled, and the hot air sprayed on his lips. The numb young man shivered: "Speak clearly, what do you think is a 'bad thing'?"

Shen Lang choked.

"Fuck, girl, girl?"

Shang Yuxian looked up at him, every time he said a word, a layer of gloom and unhappiness gradually appeared on his face.

Is this possessive?

Because I was shirtless in public...

What man didn't do that when he was young, isn't it normal?

Properly possessive.

So to say--

The uncle who has always been calm, indifferent, and rational...

Shang Yuxian has already developed a strong, possessive desire for himself? !

Shang Yuxian's slow kiss suddenly stopped at the corner of his lips: "Little friend, what are you thinking? There is a joyful expression on your face."

San Lang: "..."

Just when Shen Lang thought he was going to get angry, Shang Yuxian suddenly raised his head slightly, leaned close to the young man's ear, and whispered: "If you dare to tease a girl, I will staple your bottom to the On the chair," after speaking, he turned his head and bit the young man's lips lightly, "how do you want to flirt? Like this?"

San Lang: "..."

stapler……

stapler……

Shen Lang shivered, his eyes widened in shock, and he was pressed and kissed by the man in a daze.

Shen Lang suddenly felt a sense of trembling, and quickly wanted to turn over and take the initiative, but the soft touch made his heart beat wildly, and he felt sorry for him, so he could only let the man set his body on fire.

The soft lips burned him, Shang Yuxian pressed against the young man's body, pressed him against the light wall, and hugged him more tightly with the hands around his waist. Suddenly, the kiss deepened sharply.

Just when Shen Lang came to his senses and stretched out his hand to respond, Shang Yuxian's body froze and he suddenly withdrew.

Just sucked it hard for a moment, and then left quickly.

As if suddenly regaining consciousness, the man buried his face between his necks, his breath was hot, his breathing was rapid, and his body trembled slightly.

What is longing sick, unable to hold back the fire, on the street, even though it was night, they just kissed like that.

So urgent, so frenzied.

A moment of willfulness can't be controlled.

The middle-aged man feels that the whole person is not very good.

Shen Lang, on the other hand, was a little confused. He chased him all the way, lost his temper, and by the way acted coquettishly, thumped, and forced a kiss?

Shang Yuxian straightened up and looked at the young man's face carefully. His little friend is too gentle, has a very good personality, and has a good attitude towards everyone. He can't bear to reject others.

What should we do in the future?

She was carefully stuffed into the car by Shang Yuxian.

Shen Lang sat in the co-pilot, searched his pocket for a long time, took out a colorful and ugly thing, put it on Shang Yuxian's lap, and half sighed and half sarcastically read: "Uncle today Sangsang, this is for you, to drive away evil spirits."

Shang Yuxian looked at the lump on his leg that looked like the technique of disgusting victory: "What?"

Shen Lang: "I made a Chinese knot. This is very popular in Yangcheng during the Chinese New Year. I wanted to give you one. This is colorful, so no matter what your lucky color is, it will go well. You can hang it in the car. There are blessings that I personally weave."

Shang Yuxian looked at the pile of gadgets strangely: "..."

Really want to hang in the car?

Chinese knot, this is a cursed thing, if it is tied tightly, it will tie a little person.

"I'm really good at handwork, but this is my first time knitting, so you'll use it first." Feeling good about himself, San Lang stuffed the "things that dislike victory" into Shang Yuxian's pocket, Smiling and looking sideways at him.

Looking closely at such a close distance, he discovered that the bottom of Shang Yuxian's eyes covered by thick and dense long eyelashes was gurgling with a warm current comparable to the moonlight.

Compared with the irritability before, he should be in a better mood now.

Shen Lang was sitting in the co-pilot, only to remember the solemn warning he hadn't finished before, he frowned and said: "Also, I warn you, Bidong is my right, don't treat me..."

Shang Yuxian started the engine and glanced at him: "I don't have enough sleep, you watch the road."

"Oh, turn left."

Shen Lang glanced out the dark car window, "The luggage in the back seat is mine, right? I left it in the hotel..."

"Take the viaduct?"

"it is good."

Shen Lang looked at the front glass of the car and blinked, "It's so far away, the south is not warm, what are you doing here, the company is just busy..."

Shang Yuxian: "What did you have for dinner?"

"Film group box lunch, how about you?"

"Not yet." Shang Yuxian said.

"What do you want to eat later?" Shen Lang asked, "Takeaway from the hotel?"

Shang Yuxian nodded: "We'll talk about it when we get to the place."

It was quiet again in the car.

its not right.

Every sentence I said was naturally interrupted by the uncle, and then the topic was diverted by him.

His shoulders straightened, and Shen Lang glared at him: "Also, uncle, the tricks of the dude don't match your gentlemanly temperament at all..."

Shang Yuxian focused on looking ahead, "The gentleman is driving."

Shen Lang: "Driving is great? Let me warn you, as the head of the family, I also have dignity, you just wait for me to love you, if you use force on me..."

Shang Yuxian: "If the driver falls asleep because of your nagging, please wake him up in time."

San Lang: "..."

Suddenly remembered the last time Li Weiyang said that the uncle had a bad habit of racing in a bad mood.So now, Shang Yuxian has not slept for more than 30 hours, that is fatigue driving, if he falls asleep while driving...

"Don't sleep! I'll drive!"

Panicked, Shen Lang instinctively grabbed the seat belt and fastened it on his body.

Shang Yuxian squinted at him, laughed softly, removed his right hand from the steering wheel, and gently held the young man's fingers.

San Lang moved his lips: "Driving with one hand is very dangerous."

The young man's hand retracted slightly, but he couldn't pull it out of the man's palm, feeling a little helpless: "Hold my hand, so you won't fall asleep?"