I Kiss The Movie Emperor To Continue My Life

The hotel Mr. Ye booked was very high-end, and Chen Zhizhu swiped his card with ease and opened the door.

There is a hotel-specific fragrance in the air, floating on the tip of the nose, very ambiguous.

No one was in the bedroom.

The empty big bed was covered with a full set of bedding, and Chen Zhizhu knew it was very soft even if he didn't look at it.

He was really sleepy and tired. If he hadn't got something to do today, he definitely wouldn't have driven a half-hour detour to the hotel.

Chen Zhizhu thought for a moment, took off his coat, and lay on the bed with his head covered.

Chen Zhizhu has been very tired recently, and he fell asleep when he was tired.

Chen Zhizhu was awakened by a fan, not by a hand.

It is a folder.

Ever since I slept with Ding Zhan in a very pure and clean friendship, Chen Zhizhu's alarm clock has never been used again. Teacher Ding is like a human body alarm clock. No matter how tired you are at night or how late you go to bed, The next morning, I can maintain the good habit of waking up before five o'clock, with an error of no more than 10 minutes.

Teacher Ding's way of waking people up is also gentle. If Chen Zhizhu can't get up, he can let him go to bed first. After he is fully dressed, he sits on the bedside after washing and calls him over and over again, and he can't turn it off.

Maybe Teacher Ding's voice was too gentle. Chen Zhizhu, who forgot where he was for a moment, once put his arms around someone's waist, rubbed his head twice, and said, "Stop making trouble baby, let me Sleep a little longer."

Sure enough, Ding Zhan didn't call him again, and he didn't talk to Chen Zhizhu all day, and he stuttered a little when he spoke, which made Chen Zhizhu feel a little embarrassed.

Now the person in front of him can be described as fast, precise and ruthless, and obviously has extremely rich experience in waking...waking people up.

Chen Zhizhu opened his eyes, and the face of the person in front of him suddenly enlarged.

The other party's good looks may be even higher, and the eyes are especially good-looking. Putting it on a woman's face is smoky and charming, but putting it on a man's face has some meaning.

This face is both heroic and sharp.

Chen Zhizhu thought it was wrong, he shouldn't be allowed to play Nan Si, how could anyone be as arrogant and domineering as him?

Mr. Ye dropped the document casually and said with a smile, "I'm awake."

Chen Zhizhu hadn't woken up yet, so he replied in a daze, "Ah."

Mr. Ye said coldly: "Sit up when you wake up, I have something to tell you."

Chen Zhizhu's shirt rolled unbelievably on the big bed. It was originally neatly ironed, but now it is also crumpled. The top two buttons are undone, and the collarbone is faintly visible.

Mr. Ye looked even colder.

"That's your problem," Mr. Ye said with his hands folded across his chest, "Come when others tell you to come. You've taken off all your clothes and are still lying on the bed? Chen Zhizhi, have you taken a shower? Do you want to use the bathroom to clean your body?" Clean yourself up?"

Chen Zhizhuo lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to the eye. After all, he wanted someone, so he hummed obediently.

Mr. Ye became even angrier when he heard that, "It's not about your situation in the circle? You're polite, honest and shameless,"

Chen Zhizhu couldn't help but said: "Brother, are you looking for something to do with me, or are you here to tell me about eight honors and eight disgraces?"

Mr. Ye reached out to retrieve the folder and threw it into Chen Zhizhu's arms, "I have someone print out the Book of Filial Piety."

Chen Zhizhu opened his eyes wide, "What the hell?"

"Filial piety."

Chen Zhizhu said sincerely: "I admire, I admire. Brother, your postgraduate study is not in vain."

Mr. Ye said: "Is the Book of Filial Piety taught by graduate students?"

Chen Zhizhu said frankly: "I don't know. I have never been a graduate student."

Mr. Ye wanted to hit him again.

Chen Zhizhu offered the folder with both hands, and said: "Brother, you said that you have hundreds of thousands of dollars an hour, so just tell me what you have to say, and I can go back after I finish talking..."

"Kiss me with that surname Ding?" Mr. Ye interrupted.

Chen Zhizhu proudly said: "Hey, don't say that not everyone can kiss me with him."

Mr. Ye said expressionlessly: "Recently, people always tell me that your younger brother seems to have adopted an actor, and he is also a movie star. You are quite capable."

Chen Zhi's book is flattering.

"I'm not against you doing this."

"Brother, I'm a serious actor." Chen Zhizhu said.

"I'm not against you taking care of him," Mr. Ye thought for a long time, "I just want to ask you, is the money enough?"

Chen Zhizhu said emotionally, "Brother, you are really my real brother."

Mr. Ye said: "I am your own brother."

"I have enough money, the friendship price given by the other party."

Mr. Ye: "..."

"This actor surnamed Ding, really, doesn't go with the world." Mr. Ye said dryly.

Chen Zhizhu rolled back to bed again, "Thank you for your kindness."

"Promise with your body is not enough."

Chen Zhizhu swept Mr. Ye up and down.

Mr. Ye's gray shirt and dark pattern black tie were loosely worn today, and he took off his suit when he was supposed to come in.

Mr. Ye is well-dressed, tall and thin in clothes, and has eight-pack abs when he takes off his clothes. Chen Zhizhu can see a few long and narrow scratches on the back of his neck, red and new.

Why should this person talk to him about eight honors and eight disgraces?

"why not?"

Mr. Ye was 17 years old and his family confessed that he didn't like women. He wanted to date his same-sex classmates. At that time, the same-sex marriage law had not yet been passed. Mr. Ye was beaten to death by his angry mother and then sent abroad.

Mr. Ye came back at the age of 20 and brought back a boyfriend who was of mixed race.

Fortunately, Mr. Ye was young and talented, coupled with various policy orientations later, this seemed to be a major event in the past, but it was not a big event in the future.

In this regard, he really has no right to control him.

Mr. Ye leaned against the head of the bed, raised his eyes lazily, and asked, "How long have you two known each other?"

"It's been a few months."

"Just a few months ago?"

"You have known someone for less than three hours, and you can still be with someone..."

Mr. Ye glanced at him, and Chen Zhizhu immediately fell silent.

Chen Zhizhu was silent for a while, and said, "Brother, don't you think that people will covet our family business?"

Mr. Ye rubbed his temples, "My house."

"Isn't your home my home? Your mother," said it as if scolding, "isn't your mother my mother?"

Mr. Ye said: "Do you remember what your father said about you when you insisted on taking the film school?"

Chen Zhizhu thought for a while, "He said that he insulted the family."

"He also told you to leave and told you that if you want to be an actor, you don't have a penny at home."

Chen Zhizhu was on the verge of tears, and said: "It's too miserable, co-authoring is in the old man's heart, my being an actor has more influence than your coming out of the closet."

Mr. Ye said concisely, "Because he is not my real father."

Chen Zhizhu said tactfully: "But he gave you the money."

Mr. Ye said sincerely: "Thank you, Dad."

Chen Zhizhu hugged the pillow aggrievedly, and said after a while: "Brother, you said that I came out of the closet and I became an actor. Can Dad accept it better?"

Mr. Ye smiled lightly and said, "See if you can have your leg broken by him."

Chen Zhizhu sighed.

Mr. Ye said: "Come on, tell me what's going on between you and that Mr. Ding."

Chen Zhizhu said: "We are good friends."

Mr. Ye said: "Good friends can't go to bed."

Chen Zhizhu originally wanted to say that we didn't either, but Mr. Ye's expression was really subtle. The subtle Chen Zhizhu felt that he would be sorry if he didn't admit it, but he seemed to be sorry for Ding Zhan if he admitted it. He blinked and chose to remain silent.

In Mr. Ye's eyes, this reaction was almost the same as the default.

Mr. Ye said, "I remember you had a girlfriend before."

Chen Zhizhu nodded, "I remember too."

"Now?"

"Maybe, love is like a tornado."

"And take your brain away by the way?"

Chen Zhizhu raised his head, all the lights in the bedroom were on, which was very dazzling.

This gave Mr. Ye the illusion that he was crying.

Of course it's just an illusion.

He rubbed his hair and said, "Brother, I have something to tell you."

Mr. Ye nodded.

"That's what I told you on the phone before," Chen Zhizhu said, "Do you believe that I can only feel better if I kiss Ding Zhan?"

Mr. Ye's face changed slightly.

Chen Zhizhu waited for Mr. Ye's answer.

Mr. Ye said: "Have you read too many fairy tales? Do you think you are Sleeping Beauty?"

"what?"

"Only the kiss of true love can wake you up?" Mr. Ye said, "Should I go to Disney and find you a prince?"

"No, thanks."

Chen Zhizhu hugged the pillow, or pressed it, "I know this sounds unacceptable, but the fact is that there is nothing I can do about it."

No one is more wronged than him, okay?

No, there are people too.

Ding Zhan was more wronged than him.

Ding Zhan is definitely sitting at home, and the trouble comes from his colleagues.

"How long have you been suffering?"

"Two or three months."

"have you seen a doctor?"

"Looked."

"What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said I was fine."

Mr. Ye looked at him as if he was looking at a child who was unwilling to go to class and tried his best to skip class.

"What doctor?" he asked.

"Brain."

Mr. Ye paused for a few seconds and said, "I suggest you go to the psychiatry department, and the neurology department is also fine."

Chen Zhizhu sighed again.

Mr. Ye patted Chen Zhizhu on the shoulder and said, "You have to know that homosexuality is not a disease."

The doctor told him that too.

Chen Zhizhu said, "I know."

"So instead of telling me here that you feel bad, why don't you explain it to that Mr. Ding directly, maybe you are lovesick? Maybe you just want to take advantage of others?"

"I do not……"

Okay, it's actually taking advantage of it. After kissing so many times, isn't it called taking advantage?

Mr. Ye said: "Wait a minute, someone told me that you adopted an actor. Aren't you struggling and courting him now? Are you really with him?"

"It can't be counted as being together." Chen Zhizhu said honestly.

Mr. Ye frowned, maybe he felt that the nurturing relationship could not be regarded as being together, so he agreed with Chen Zhizhu's statement.

The two looked at each other silently for a while.

Chen Zhizhu looked away.

"Do you think your eyes are not as big as mine?"

Chen Zhizhu said: "The eyes are small and focused."

He gets out of bed.

"Are you leaving? Don't you want to sleep a little longer?" His tone was slightly teasing.

"Teacher Ding and I couldn't sleep better." Chen Zhizhu said, "I'm not leaving, didn't you hear the door knock?"

He consciously went to open the door.

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