I Kiss The Movie Emperor To Continue My Life

Chen Zhizhu: ...

Chen Zhizhu: What?

Ding Zhan thought it was impossible for Chen Zhizhu not to see clearly, but he sent it again: Do you have leg cramps?

Chen Zhizhuo didn't return for a long time. After a while, Ding Zhan heard the door knocking on his side.

Ding Zhan went to open the door.

Chen Zhizhu didn't appear limping.

Chen Zhizhu was wearing a gray vest and shorts that just reached his knees, and he was standing in front of him with slippers on.

Ding Zhan let him in.

He spurned himself for his little expectation before.

Not to mention that Chen Zhizhu wouldn't come to throw himself into his arms in the middle of the night, even if he could, he wouldn't come in this suit.

"what happened?"

Chen Zhizhu's face was flushed abnormally.

Ding Zhan also noticed it, reached out to touch his forehead, Chen Zhizhu let him touch it, and said, "Don't push it up, my hairline has moved recently."

Ding Zhan put down his hands and said, "I see you are very sober."

Chen Zhizhu put his face in his hands, like a young girl who is full of spring, "Teacher Ding, look at you, look at you."

"Look at what?"

Chen Zhizhu handed him the phone.

Ding Zhan saw a lot of private messages. If there is anything similar in these private messages, it might be that they are all rainbow farts.

"Ok?"

"They praised me for my good performance." Chen Zhizhu raised his chin, a little proud and proud.

Ding Zhan couldn't laugh or cry and said: "You acted well in the first place."

Chen Zhizhu rolled onto Ding Zhan's bed, rolled around, rolled around, and then insisted on holding the phone.

"Can you see clearly like this?"

"I can see clearly."

Chen Zhi rolled his eyes with a smile, and said, "Mr. Ding, do you think I should print out all these words?"

"Yes," Ding Zhan said, "but there are too many strips, how much paper do you need?"

Chen Zhizhu pondered.

Ding Zhan sat beside him and said, "Is this why you stay up late at night looking for me?"

Chen Zhizhu narrowed his eyes slightly because of the light. He said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ding, I just want to share." He couldn't help laughing out loud, "My joy."

Ding Zhan looked at him and smiled too.

Then he realized something.

Chen Zhizhu could only be so happy because this situation had never happened before.

Chen Zhizhu became famous as a vixen at the age of 19, and since then, the rumors of the gold master have never stopped by his side.

Chen Zhizhu has a fan base, but it’s not too big, and there are more black people than fans. He looks like he’s going to have a lot of wind and rain, but in fact he doesn’t have any backstage. Ringer has too many people and things to manage. It has always been free-range.

This means that no matter whether he really made a mistake, or it was an unwarranted rumor, and it has nothing to do with him, but he can only endure the misfortune that is going on.

Ding Zhan didn't need to guess to know what Chen Zhizhu's previous private messages on Weibo were all about.

Chen Zhizhu lay on his bed with his arms around a pillow, and said, "Ms. Ding, this is so worth it. Don't say you wear a lavender in the dog days, even if it is cold, I will do it in a short skirt."

Ding Zhan tilted his head, "Wearing a short skirt?"

Ding Zhan looked at Chen Zhizhu's legs. His legs were long and straight, with graceful but not thick muscles. Because of wearing shorts, there was a little color difference between his calves and knees.

Can't see it up.

Ding Zhan coughed.

Ding Zhan felt that he was hopeless, but he actually felt that the hair on Chen Zhizhu's legs was nothing.

Which man can have no leg hair?

"Exaggeration, exaggeration." Chen Zhizhu said: "Look at my leg hair, can I look good in a short skirt? From a distance, people probably think I'm wearing black silk."

Ding Zhan: "..."

Chen Zhizhu can always use the simplest words to shatter other people's illusions about him.

Shatter without mercy.

Chen Zhizhu had already had a sweet dream before falling asleep, "Brother, do you think it will be better after the broadcast?"

Ding Zhan said, "I'm not your brother, yes."

This point must be made clear, he must not let Chen Zhizhu think that he is his brother.

Chen Zhizhuo said whether he was old or young. When he met someone older than himself, he would call him brother. If he was younger, he would call him brother. He could never call someone younger. It sounded like he was swearing. .

Ding Zhan himself didn't wear much in the room. He took off his shirt and changed into a short sleeve, and his exposed arm was bruised a lot.

Chen Zhizhu squeezed Ding Zhan's wrist.

Ding Zhan looked at him puzzled, but didn't move his hand away.

Chen Zhizhu touched the delicate skin on his wrist until he reached the bruise.

Ding Zhan explained: "Yesterday, I knocked on the filming scene."

Chen Zhizhu asked, "Is there any safflower oil?"

Ding Zhan said: "No."

Chen Zhizhu said: "Brother...Mr. Ding, you are playing the role of the emperor, how can you play the role of the emperor?"

Ding Zhan joked, "Because I'm playing an emperor who is both civil and military."

He also hung the wire for about a day and a half. Although there was an interval, when he came down, he felt like he was going to fall apart, as if he was being fucked on the ground by a truck round and round.

Of course Chen Zhizhu knew it, so he pulled it hard.

Did not move.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Zhizhu got up from the bed and said, "Lie down."

Ding Zhan looked at his low-necked clothes, and the large patch of smooth skin below his neck.

Ding Zhan said warily, "What are you talking about first?"

Teacher Ding's ears were a little red, Chen Zhizhu found it very funny, and said, "Mr. Ding, what are you doing? Can I still eat you?"

He patted the place where he just lay down and said, "Come on, lie down."

Ding Zhan lay down obediently in the position where Chen Zhizhu had been lying down before.

Chen Zhizhu looked at it, and said, "Forget it, you'd better lie on your stomach."

Ding Zhan: "Huh?"

Ding Zhan wants to say, don't you think this posture is a bit bad?

But he swallowed it anyway.

He turned around and lay down on the bed.

Ding Zhan showed his waist because of the action.

If the occasion wasn't right, Chen Zhizhu would have whistled.

Ding Zhan was lying down, Chen Zhizhuo thought about it, and sat beside him.

Chen Zhizhu's palm was very hot, and when it was pressed against Ding Zhan's neck, Ding Zhan's neck couldn't help but move.

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I'm looking for a feel today, sorry.

No pitfalls, the end of the term.

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