I Kiss The Movie Emperor To Continue My Life

Ding Zhan noticed Chen Zhizhu's eyes and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

Chen Zhizhu said: "You..."

Ding Zhan touched his face, "What's wrong?"

Chen Zhizhuo was halfway through the question and felt that his reaction was too hypocritical. When he was in college, his friends of the same sex made jokes, so why did he just ask clearly?

What if Ding Zhan talked too fast, how embarrassing he would be.

Chen Zhizhu said: "It's okay, I just want to praise you for looking good today."

Feeling baffled, Ding Zhan said, "When will I not look good?"

"They're all pretty, they're all pretty." Chen Zhizhu patted his shoulder, "Brother Ding Zhan forever, look at this face, it's almost watery."

Ding Zhan couldn't bear to beat Chen Zhizhu's hand, "Can you read less comments in the future."

"Okay, I will never read your Weibo comments in the future."

Ding Zhan's eyes had turned to a sofa, and he said, "What are you doing with my Weibo comments?"

Chen Zhizhuo was startled, pretending to be unintentional and said: "Isn't this because I get along with my brother day and night, and I'm afraid of being awkward in the cold."

Ding Zhan said, "I'm even more embarrassed if you do this."

Teacher Ding was so tired that he even wanted to turn off Weibo comments, but he just thought about it.

They walked around for more than an hour, but they still couldn't reach a consensus.

What Ding Zhan likes is a very simple off-white sofa, and he almost gasped when he saw Chen Zhizhu pick it up.

Chen Zhizhu fell in love with the sofa in front of him for 10 minutes.

Ding Zhan cannot say that this sofa is not good-looking, in fact it is quite good-looking, but the problem is that his home is not a palace, so there is no need for such a sofa.

Ding Zhan said helplessly, "Can't you buy this when you change houses?"

Chen Zhizhu still looked at it eagerly, and said, "Isn't it pretty?"

"It looks good, but does it not match the decoration style of my home?"

Chen Zhizhu sighed deeply, and finally understood Qi Lang's feeling that he wanted to buy a bag but didn't have enough money, and he was really scratching his heart.

Ding Zhan was about to order it, and Chen Zhizhu was still standing by the sofa, which was a pity.

After returning, Ding Zhan felt a little funny seeing him still standing there, "Don't go."

Chen Zhizhu sighed again.

"I take your opinion."

Chen Zhizhu asked, "You bought it?"

Ding Zhan said, "I bought two."

Chen Zhizhu: "..."

Although Ding Zhan was very happy to accept his opinion, "Where do you put the two you buy?"

Ding Zhan said: "One for the living room and one for the gym."

"Okay." Chen Zhizhu thought about that match, and found it very eye-catching.

If he married Ding Zhan, he should buy two houses and pretend to be his own.

At night, Zhan Zhan saw the workers carrying them in and the two sofas were jumping up and down excitedly.

Chen Zhizhu looked at it and thought it was not good, "Why don't you buy a mask for Zhan Zhan."

Of course Zhan Zhan doesn't understand human speech, and he doesn't understand that he is about to lose his right to speak freely.

The sofa chosen by Ding Zhan and the lighting in Ding Zhan's living room look good together, giving a warm feeling of home.

"No need." Ding Zhan said, with a slight cold look in his eyes, "Let's lock Zhan Zhan up."

Chen Zhizhuo was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Ding Zhan couldn't hold on for a second.

"Are you looking for a perverted feeling?" Chen Zhi couldn't help but smile.

Ding Zhan pursed his lips and smiled, "It's fine, don't bother. Anyway, I have two sofas now, and I can use them interchangeably."

"I'm afraid that Zhan Zhan will bite at the same time, so I bite this one for a while, and then go bite the one in the gym."

Ding Zhan said: "You have provided a new idea."

Chen Zhizhu leaned comfortably on the sofa and said, "How smart I am."

Ding Zhan made tea and brought it over, he was stunned by Chen Zhizhu.

The translucent tea set actually contained goji berries.

"Did you start health care so early?"

Ding Zhan poured him a glass and said, "Do you think you are still young?"

"I'm not yet 30 years old," Chen Zhizhu opened his notebook, and Ringer sent him the script after he confirmed that he had accepted it, and he said while reading the script, "I'm still very young, I want to drink Coke. "

"No."

"I want to drink."

"No."

"Sprite is fine too."

"No."

Chen Zhizhu raised his head, and said resentfully: "Does it mean that you don't love me anymore? Do you have another vixen outside?"

Chen Zhizhu's eyes were amazingly beautiful under the light. Ding Zhan turned his head away, got up and went to get him a Coke, "Why don't the vixen outside fuck you, Mr. Chen."

After Ding Zhan came back, he put Coke in front of Chen Zhizhu.

room temperature.

opened.

There are actually a few goji berries floating in the cola.

Chen Zhizhu went crazy, "Are you serious?"

"Yes." Ding Zhan said logically.

Chen Zhizhu felt that Ding Zhan was indeed a talent, a real talent, the kind that ordinary people could not compare to.

"Won't it be poisoned?"

Ding Zhan thought for a while, but said unsurely, "Probably not." He took the Coke away again, "Forget it, you'd better not drink it."

Chen Zhizhu looked at Ding Zhan in shock, and then he realized that Ding Zhan was not joking.

Ding Zhan really took the Coke away.

Zhan Zhan ran next to Ding Zhan again, rubbing against Ding Zhan's thigh.

Ding Zhan sat down to pet the dog, while watching Chen Zhizhu's script.

From the corner of his eye, Chen Zhizhu hummed coldly after seeing this scene of filial piety from father to son, and said, "You treat Zhan Zhan better than me."

Ding Zhan let go of his hand, not understanding why stroking the dog is better for Zhan Zhan than Chen Zhizhu.

He thought about it and actually laughed out loud.

Chen Zhizhu said: "What are you doing so silly by yourself?"

Ding Zhan stretched out his hand, stroked Chen Zhizhu's self-written paper several times, and explained in Chen Zhizhu's crazy eyes, "Okay, now you are the same."

"Who are you scolding?"

Ding Zhan looked puzzled, "Didn't I give you the treatment you were after?"

Chen Zhizhu put down the computer and said, "Come on, let me experience this treatment for you too."

Ding Zhan was very cooperative, and said without moving, "Don't come over, I'm going to call someone."

Chen Zhizhu let out a strange laugh, and said, "Call it, no one will call you even if your throat breaks."

He rushed towards Ding Zhan.

He pounced.

Ding Zhan didn't move.

Ding Zhan didn't move.

Chen Zhizhu lay in Ding Zhan's arms and maintained the posture of a tiger descending the mountain, feeling a little embarrassed, "Why don't you hide?"

Ding Zhan was weighed down by the weight of fate, and Chen Zhizhu still had the face to ask, "Shouldn't I ask you why you rushed over?"

"Although I am, I am," Chen Zhizhu said forcefully, "Although I rushed over, you have to hide."

Ding Zhan said: "Okay, it's my fault, you get up."

Chen Zhizhuo's hairy head was pressed against his chin, and his legs were pressed against his legs. After all... he felt that this position was really dangerous.

Really.

Chen Zhizhuo still talked to him recklessly, and pinched his face even harder, "Mr. Ding, your face really doesn't have much flesh, it's not soft at all when pinched."

Ding Zhan said unhappily: "I, a man who is about 30 years old, how do you expect my face to be soft? Get up."

Chen Zhishu asked, "Am I sinking?"

He experienced the baptism of Zhang Lan's crew before, and obviously lost a lot of weight.

"Not sinking, get up." Ding Zhan felt that he would be out of breath if this continued, "It's hot."

Ding Zhan's forehead was indeed sweating.

Chen Zhizhu got off him and lay on the sofa with his back to read the script.

"I won't quarrel with you," Chen Zhizhu said, "Don't bother me either."

Chen Zhizhu's legs wrapped in trousers were smooth and slender, and Ding Zhan didn't even dare to look up.

He picked up his glass and took a long gulp of water.

Then, hot.

After all, Ding Zhan is a man, a mature man who is about to reach his thirties, he endured the heat and swallowed it in one gulp.

Then he went to find ice water without changing his face.

He didn't make a sound the whole time, only Chen Zhizhu turned his head when he heard him get up, "Where are you going?"

Ding Zhan tried his best to keep his voice normal, "Drink water." His words were very clear.

Chen Zhizhu heard a bit of crying in this clarity, dripping with water, quite... exciting.

Chen Zhizhu jumped up and drank a glass of water.

Then, he let out a cry as if he was about to be scalded to death.

Zhan Zhan, who was lying on the carpet well, jumped up in fright.

Ding Zhan took a few sips of ice water and felt much better, "What's wrong with you?"

Chen Zhizhu rushed to the kitchen, and as expected, Ding Zhan was there too, "Water..." He said in a breathless voice.

Just as Ding Zhan was about to give him the bottle, Chen Zhizhu grabbed the bottle of water from his hand and drank it.

The two of them looked at each other in the kitchen without saying a word for a long time, Chen Zhizhu stuffed the water back into his hand, and said, "Thank you, be careful in the future, don't make such hot tea."

Ding Zhan hummed.

Chen Zhizhu went back to the living room to read the script.

After such a toss, it was already dark.

Of course Chen Zhizhu didn't want to leave.

Ding Zhan was also happy that Chen Zhizhu would not leave, so he took the initiative to stay with Chen Zhizhu.

Chen Zhizhu agreed, and then deliberately said: "Then where do I live?"

Teacher Ding said unpreparedly: "Isn't there a guest room?"

Fortunately, Chen Zhizhu didn't know that Ding Zhan liked him. If he knew, he might be pissed to death by Ding Zhan's manipulation.

But precisely because he didn't know, he felt that Ding Zhan's reaction was normal.

After Ding Zhan finished speaking, he immediately regretted it.

"Actually, the bed in my bedroom is also very big."

This action hit Chen Zhizhu's heart, he said: "How big is it?"

Ding Zhan said, "Two meters by three meters?"

Chen Zhizhu said in his heart, can't you say that you want to take me to see it?"It's pretty big," he said.

Ding Zhan asked very directly, "Where do you want to live?"

Chen Zhizhuo looked left and right and looked at others, and said, "You said that if we play games at night, if we are closer, it will be easier to communicate."

Ding Zhan blinked and said, "Isn't there a voice?"

"Fee traffic."

"My home has WiFi, if you don't know the password, I can help you connect." Ding Zhan said very thoughtfully.

Chen Zhizhu had nothing to say.

Chen Zhizhu said: "Okay, I'll go to the guest room to sleep."

Ding Zhan suddenly realized that his attitude was wrong, so he stayed and said, "Otherwise, you can go to the master bedroom to sleep."

Chen Zhizhu was so angry that he was tired, and said: "Farewell, I'll go to the guest room."

Ding Zhan didn't hold back anymore, and said, "Then I'll go over and change the quilt first, the quilt in the guest room is still winter."

Just as Chen Zhizhu wanted to say no trouble, Ding Zhan passed by.

Half a minute later, Ding Zhan came out with a regretful face.

Chen Zhishu asked, "What's wrong?"

Ding Zhan said confusedly: "The remote control of the air conditioner is gone."

Chen Zhizhu's heart tightened, and he said, "Aren't you connected to your phone?"

Ding Zhan immediately denied: "No."

There are two guest rooms in Ding Zhan's house, and Ding Zhan went to the other one.

This time I stayed a little longer, and when I came out, my face was even more regretful.

Chen Zhizhu asked: "What's the matter?"

Ding Zhan said, "Come in and see for yourself."

When Chen Zhizhu came in, he was stunned by the floating velvet in the room.

The pillows were torn to shreds.

"How is this going?"

Ding Zhan said: "Maybe Zhan Zhan did it while we were away."

Chen Zhizhu rubbed his temples.

"So, go to sleep in the master bedroom tonight." Ding Zhan said, "Sleeping on the sofa is not good for your spine."

Chen Zhizhu was silent for a while, and said, "Okay."

Chen Zhizhu returned to the living room and angrily rubbed Zhan Zhan's dog's head.

Zhan Zhan, who didn't know why, made an extremely aggrieved voice.

If Chen Zhizhuo is willing to go and have a look at the pillow, he can see that the cuts on the pillow are very neat, and there is a pair of scissors under the pillow - Mr. Ding took it in to cut an extra tassel on the curtain last time, and forgot Brought it back, and now it comes in handy.

Ding Zhan: I am so happy.

Chen Zhizhu lay on the bed and did not play games with Ding Zhan, but read the script attentively.

Ding Zhan lay next to him and read a magazine.

Ding Zhan wears plain mirrors and black glasses on his tall nose, very casual at home.

Chen Zhizhu glanced at it, wondering if this is the legendary girlfriend's perspective?Ah bah, boyfriend.

Chen Zhizhu clicked on Weibo while thinking about it, and routinely posted rainbow farts.

My brother is sleeping next to me, he is so good-looking too, ahhhhhh!

Chen Zhizhu is a well-known fan in Ding Zhan's fan circle. Although he doesn't know how to make videos, edit pictures, or make charts when he has something to do, he spends a lot of money.

Chen Zhizhu really wanted to post a photo to show off, but it didn't work.

It's really a stone hammer to come out.

A girlfriend fan who couldn't bear it said: Don't pee if you have diabetes, don't let her taste the sweetness.

Chen Zhizhu closed Weibo, still happily.

He got a real person, and no one else got it.

Ding Zhan looked at him furtively for more than a dozen times, and finally couldn't take it anymore, and said, "What are you doing?"

Chen Zhizhu said generously: "I appreciate my brother's beauty and prosperity."

Ding Zhan shut up, and decided not to talk to Chen Zhizhu until he changed the title.

Chen Zhizhu flirted while watching, "Brother Ding Zhan? Brother Ding Zhan?"

Ding Zhan turned a page, expressionless.

"Brother Ding Zhan, why are you ignoring him? He's so sad that he needs brother Ding Zhan and me to reveal his talent... What are you doing, Ding Zhan?!" Chen Zhizhu asked with a look of horror.

Ding Zhan put down his phone, pressed save, then opened Weibo and uploaded a video.

Chen Zhizhu went over and found that he was using the Weibo account named Ding Zhan.

Ding Zhan said as it should: "I'll be open with you, isn't that what you said?"

Chen Zhizhu felt the violent attack from the society, and said: "I was wrong, Mr. Ding, I was wrong, I will never call you brother Ding Zhan again."

"Brother, you know that if you do this, you will burn everything, and the fish will die."

Ding Zhan watched calmly as the upload progress of the video reached 90.00%.

Chen Zhizhu said: "You see, I won't be affected by anything, but brother, the achievements of your hard work for so many years will be destroyed in my hands, don't you feel distressed?"

Ding Zhan said, "I don't feel bad."

Ding Zhan wants to press send.

"I was wrong," Chen Zhizhu said, "Dad."

Chen Zhizhu is indeed a man without dignity.

Although it was cool for him and Ding Zhan to brainstorm publicly just now, it was definitely not on this occasion.

His public occasions must attract the attention of all, and Ding Zhan's public way is too casual, he wants to cry when he sees it.

And what's the situation, is this a joke, they got out of the closet before they confirmed their relationship, and then fell in love again?

Do you pay for the fare after getting on the bus?

Ding Zhan blushed, "What are you talking about!"

Chen Zhizhu snatched his phone, logged out of Weibo, and threw the phone away.

He said: "Brother, read magazines and read magazines as much as possible."

Ding Zhan taught him seriously, "If you want to read the script, read the script."

Chen Zhizhu said courteously: "Okay, you read magazines, you read magazines."

Chen Zhizhu was no longer annoying, and started to read the script quietly.

Ding Zhan read a few pages of the magazine but found it boring, so he moved to the side of Chen Zhizhu, "Is it good?"

Chen Zhizhu was taken aback by the sudden breathing, and said, "Why didn't you read it."

Ding Zhan said, "Because it's boring."

Chen Zhizhu said: "Go and play with your phone if you're bored."

"The phone was thrown away by you."

Chen Zhizhuo wanted to reach out to grab it back and give it back to him, but then remembered what he said just now, and immediately withdrew his hand.

"No, you'd better read the magazine."

Ding Zhan leaned against him and said, "Can't I watch it with you?"

Chen Zhizhu said: "Director Qin's movie, I'm afraid it will scare you."

Ding Zhan laughed, and said, "Director Qin doesn't make horror movies."

The two chatted one after another while reading the script.

Chen Zhizhu asked: "Mr. Ding, what role did you play when you worked with Director Qin before?" He only remembered that Ding Zhan and Qin An had worked together, but he didn't know what kind of role they played together.

Ding Zhan said: "Play a pervert."

"How perverted?" Chen Zhizhu was very interested, "Is it like you just said to lock up Zhan Zhan?"

Ding Zhan shook his head and said, "It's not like, maybe it's like tricking people into your home and then dressing them in wedding dresses."

Chen Zhizhu motioned him to continue talking.

"Sew the wedding dress to the girls," Ding Zhan said. "When the girls are alive and conscious, put them in the basement to wait for the blood on the wedding dress to dry, and then arrange it."

Chen Zhizhu hissed, and then asked, "Can you sew?"

Ding Zhan said, "No."

Being an actor is really rich in life experience. They have to experience many professions and many things.

However, Chen Zhizhu became interested and said, "Mr. Ding, Mr. Ding, what did you look like when you were transformed, can you show it?"

Ding Zhan flatly refused.

"Teacher Ding."

"Go to the movies by yourself."

"Why do I want to watch a movie when there are real people here, Mr. Ding?"

Ding Zhan said helplessly, "Which section do you want me to come to?"

"Just sew up the part."

Chen Zhizhu was in high spirits.

Ding Zhan smiled slightly and said, "Then can you cooperate with me?"

"Playing a girl?"

"Correct."

Chen Zhizhu agreed.

Ding Zhan didn't even find the needle, Chen Zhizhu impatiently grabbed his hand and said, "Can't you just use your hands?"

We are all people who have learned acting without physical objects, so don't worry about it.

Ding Zhan lowered his head and smiled, "That's fine."

Ding Zhan always likes to smile like that, but this time it doesn't feel right.

Ding Zhan's smile usually makes people feel like a spring breeze, clean and gentle, but now it is different, he looks a little cold.

It was too late when Chen Zhizhu realized something was wrong.

He was grabbed by Ding Zhan's wrist, "Don't move." Ding Zhan said gently.

The gentler he is, the more Chen Zhizhu has the urge to shrink his neck.

Ding Zhan also explained the role to him, "This character is a well-known actor with a successful career and gentle manners."

Chen Zhizhu's first thought was why Qin An liked to make the characters in his movies actors so much, and his second thought was that this could not be based on the script written by Ding Zhan.

"But you know, he has, no, I have a little, little-known hobby." Ding Zhan whispered in Chen Zhizhu's ear.

Ding Zhan gently brushed Chen Zhizhu's face with his hand, and he looked at Chen Zhizhu with affectionate eyes, as if looking at his favorite wedding dress.

Chen Zhizhu gave a fuck in my heart.

He felt his scalp go numb.

At this time, he realized that finding an actor to be his boyfriend, he said, if so, it would be a very exciting thing, and he could experience the pleasure of being alone with a murderer anytime, anywhere.

Ding Zhan slid his fingers across his face, pressing on the rolling Adam's apple, "Here, there should be a circle of lace here."

Fortunately, Ding Zhan used his hands. If he really used a needle, Chen Zhizhu would have already run out by now.

Chen Zhizhu was itchy from being rubbed by his fingers, but the reality did not allow him to laugh.

Ding Zhan's fingers slowly moved down, his expression focused, as if he was thinking about how to embellish the wedding dress.

Ding Zhan put his hand on Chen Zhizhu's waist.

"Teacher Ding." Chen Zhizhu took a breath and said.

As if waking up from a dream, Ding Zhan looked at him with clear eyes.

"How do you feel?" Ding Zhan asked.

Chen Zhizhu got out of bed.

Ding Zhan looked at his back in puzzlement.

Chen Zhizhu asked, "Mr. Ding, do you have a basement at home?"

Ding Zhan was speechless for a moment, then said, "No."

Chen Zhizhu said: "I'm not the first person to ask such a question."

Ding Zhan smiled lightly and said, "The first person to ask that question is in the basement."

Chen Zhizhu stood at the door, neither going back nor going out.

"You are too scary," Chen Zhizhu said, "I am afraid that you will stitch me up at night with needles."

Ding Zhan said sincerely: "If I can sew you up, I will sew your mouth shut first."

Chen Zhizhu returned to the bed, and asked aggrievedly, "Is it because I don't want you to see me?"

Ding Zhan said, "Yes."

Chen Zhizhu picked up his notebook and asked, "Did Qin not change the screenwriter for so many years?"

Ding Zhan said: "I haven't changed a few. He occasionally writes the script himself, depending on his mood."

Chen Zhizhu asked: "Did the actor write it himself? The two male actors?"

Ding Zhan nodded.

Chen Zhizhu felt cold.

Chen Zhizhu said: "Forget it, I'm going to sleep, anyway, there is still one more day."

Ding Zhan turned off the light.

Chen Zhizhu lay beside Ding Zhan, listening to his breathing slowly and steadily.

This is a perfect opportunity, the night is quiet, and there is no face, no embarrassment.

Chen Zhizhu just raised his hand, then put it down again, no, he looks like a hooligan.

Chen Zhizhu's expression was solemn. If he hugged Ding Zhan and Ding Zhan to confess his love at this time, would Ding Zhan agree or kick him out of bed?

too fast.Chen Zhizhu thought again.

Why, why he doesn't want to kiss Ding Zhan now, he wants to kiss him to death, so that he doesn't need to do so much psychological construction, and just uses the excuse of saving his life to comfort himself.

Chen Zhizhuo didn't feel uncomfortable after waiting for a long time. On the contrary, he was quite comfortable. Lying on Ding Zhan's bed, smelling the faint smell of laundry detergent on the bed, he was so comfortable that he wanted to close his eyes and go to sleep immediately.

Chen Zhizhu coughed lightly.

Ding Zhan didn't respond.

Chen Zhizhu whispered: "Teacher Ding, Ding Zhan?"

His voice was so low that the little Chen Zhizhu thought he could hear it himself.

Ding Zhan opened his eyes and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Chen Zhizhu originally thought that even if Ding Zhan fell asleep, it would be better if he kissed him secretly, but he didn't expect that Ding Zhan's breathing was so steady that he didn't fall asleep.

Chen Zhizhu had already spoken, so he had to bite the bullet and continue acting, saying: "I feel a little uncomfortable."

Ding Zhan turned around and asked in a worried voice, "What's wrong with you?"

Chen Zhizhu wanted to say something back to him, but at this time he was serious, not talking nonsense, so he could only suppress himself.

Chen Zhizhu showed his pitiful appearance as a wounded person at that time, and said, "I have a headache."

Chen Zhizhu's voice was very weak and powerless. If Ding Zhan had turned on the light, he would still be able to see Chen Zhizhu's frowning and trembling eyelashes.

This may be, for actors, self-cultivation.

Ding Zhan moved.

Ding Zhan turned sideways and got a little closer to Chen Zhizhu.

I've kissed so many times, but this is the first time when I'm sober.

To be honest, Chen Zhizhu was a little nervous.

Ding Zhan kissed him lightly.

Ding Zhan's lips were cold and soft.

Chen Zhizhu almost kissed him back, but considering his weak and helpless status as a patient, he could only let Ding Zhan kiss him without moving.

Why don't you turn on the lights!

Chen Zhizhu shouted in his heart.

At this time, Ding Zhan must look very good-looking.

Then touch it again.

Chen Zhizhu was about to reach out and pinch his head, but Ding Zhan actually lay back again.

Ding Zhan asked: "What do you think?"

Chen Zhizhu said weakly: "I think it's great."

Although he was very dissatisfied with Ding Zhan's pro-French and decided to wait for an opportunity to let Ding Zhan know what skills are, but now is not the right time.

Ding Zhan held his hand and said, "Go to sleep."

Chen Zhizhuo looked at the pitch-black ceiling, and finally bent his mouth helplessly, "Yes."

He has become a habit of staying up late, and when he woke up in the middle of the night, he found that Ding Zhan was still by his side, so he single-handedly posted a Weibo with a surge of emotion, an illiterate star chasing: ahhhhhhhhh!

Ding Zhan hummed.

Chen Zhizhu immediately turned off the screen, and explained to himself, "Let me check the time."

Even Chen Zhizhu himself couldn't believe that he actually fell asleep under such circumstances.

Chen Zhizhu goes to bed late and gets up late, and goes to bed early and late, and when he wakes up, Ding Zhan is no longer by his side.

Chen Zhizhu got out of bed and found that Ding Zhan was not in the living room either.

Zhan Zhan is not there either.

Chen Zhizhu went to wash his face and brush his teeth first, then went out to look when he heard the door knocking.

"Teacher Ding," he said vaguely, "he's back."

Ding Zhan went for a walk with the dog.

Chen Zhizhu came out after brushing his teeth and massaged his face.

Ding Zhan looked at him curiously.

Chen Zhizhu said: "Don't look at me, I'm swollen."

Ding Zhan comforted: "It's okay, it looks young like this."

One of Ding Zhan's main characteristics is that he speaks nicely. Compared with Ringer saying that he is swollen like a pig's head, he is much better.

Ding Zhan said: "I'm not very good at cooking, do you eat my cooking, or order takeaway?"

Chen Zhizhu said: "Anything is fine." He thought for a while, "You do it?"

Ding Zhan smiled and said, "Okay."

The breakfast was very simple. When Ding Zhan poured the milk into the cup, he seemed to inadvertently ask: "What did you do last night?"

Chen Zhizhu was leaning on the side of the vagrant station and playing with his mobile phone, and said casually, "Didn't I sleep with you last night?"

Ding Zhan said, "Look at Weibo."

Chen Zhizhu clicked on Weibo.

Chen Zhizhu: Ahhhhhhhhh!

Chen Zhizhu: "Ah?!"

Chen Zhizhu was half asleep and half awake last night, and didn't even know which account he was using.

Ding Zhan asked softly, "Do you feel awkward being with me?"

Chen Zhizhu collapsed and wanted to die, with a hint of pain of being publicly executed, he said: "No, I'm too excited."

He opened the comment section with trembling hands.

Fortunately, everyone in the comment section praised him for being cute, and no one asked why Chen Zhizhu posted such an inexplicable Weibo in the middle of the night.

After Chen Zhizhu collapsed, he felt very fortunate that he didn't add another brother Ding Zhan, otherwise both he and Ding Zhan would lose their lives, bah, their reputations would be lost.

Ding Zhan's saying that he can't cook well is not a modest resignation, because he really doesn't know how to cook well.

What Ding Zhan probably knows best is to cook the frozen food in a pot.

Chen Zhizhuo ate breakfast without taste.

Ding Zhan couldn't help but said, "Stop playing with your phone."

Chen Zhizhu was about to put the phone in his mouth.

Chen Zhizhu sighed, "Do you think others will think I'm sick?"

Ding Zhan said calmly: "No, they will feel that they woke up handsome again in the middle of the night."

Chen Zhizhu couldn't laugh or cry: "Is now the time to talk about this?"

After dinner, Chen Zhizhu took the initiative to take on the task of washing dishes, but was rejected by Ding Zhan.

"Just put it in the dishwasher." Teacher Ding said.

Chen Zhizhu said: "Brother, if you find a partner who can't cook, what will you two do?"

Ding Zhan said: "Buy a cooking machine, or order takeaway or go out to eat."

Chen Zhi laughed.

Ding Zhan seemed to say casually: "Why do you ask so many questions, and you won't marry me."

Chen Zhizhu said: "Of course I won't marry you."

I want to marry you, Brother Ding Zhan.

Because there is no work now, the two collapsed on the sofa after breakfast.

Chen Zhizhu continued to read this very sick script, while Ding Zhan was walking the dog beside him.

Ding Zhan's family didn't know what the fragrance was, and the sunlight in the living room was so good that Chen Zhizhu wanted to sleep again after watching it for a long time.

Ding Zhan pushed him up.

Chen Zhizhu looked at him blankly.

Ding Zhan said: "Are you going to sleep at night now? You will join the group tomorrow."

Chen Zhizhu lay on the sofa and howled, "Can I quit? I want to sleep, can I go home and inherit the family business?"

Ding Zhan poked his face and said, "Someone here is crazy."

Chen Zhizhu said pitifully: "If I go to bed early, I will feel very uncomfortable the next morning, really."

Ding Zhan laughed angrily, "What? You still blame me for letting you go to bed early?"

Chen Zhizhu bit the pillow, "Don't dare."

Ding Zhan pulled off the pillow and said, "Don't get your drool on it."

Chen Zhizhu cried and said: "You big pig's hoof, you won't recognize anyone after you sleep."

Ding Zhan commented calmly: "Even Zhan Zhan wouldn't do that."

"Then you and Zhan Zhan can be friends."

"I'm his uncle Zhan Zhan, my seniority is messed up."

Teacher Chen is very sad.

Teacher Chen didn't talk to Ding Zhan for a long time.

In the afternoon, Ding Zhan called him after feeding the dog, "Get up and eat."

"You actually feed Zhan Zhan first and not me."

Ding Zhan rubbed his temples, trying to cover Chen Zhizhu with a pillow.

Ding Zhan turned and left.

Chen Zhizhu continued biting the pillow and humming.

Ding Zhan is back.

Chen Zhizhu still had a little expectation about whether Ding Zhan would feed him.

Then Ding Zhan came over with an unopened bag of dog biscuits, and stuffed them into Chen Zhizhu's arms.

Ding Zhan said: "You like it, eat it."

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

"You like it," Ding Zhan said, "Didn't you drink beer and eat dog biscuits back then?"

Chen Zhizhu tore open the biscuit angrily, and said, "Why do you still remember this?"

"Impressive," he said.

Because Ding Zhan has never seen a person who can put a dog biscuit into his mouth so naturally. If he hadn't seen such an expensive beer at that time, he really thought that Chen Zhizhu was so poor that he couldn't even afford food, so he just Can snatch good-hearted people to feed Zhan Zhan biscuits to eat.

Chen Zhizhu took out a piece.

Ding Zhan stared at him intently.

Chen Zhizhu stuffed him directly into Ding Zhan's mouth.

Teacher Ding was stunned.

Ding Zhan was stunned for a few seconds before he spit out the dog biscuit, then ran to rinse his mouth.

Chen Zhizhu was lying on the sofa laughing and tears came out.

Ding Zhan came back with a resentful face.

Chen Zhizhu continued to laugh.

Ding Zhan snatched the biscuit bag.

Chen Zhizhu panicked and said: "What are you going to do? Don't come over and I will warn you. If you come over, I will..."

Then it was stuffed with a big mouthful.

Chen Zhizhu rolled off the sofa and ran to the bathroom, mumbled as he ran, "You said you are such a big person." The biscuit crumbs sprayed out as he spoke.

Ding Zhan half-kneeled on the sofa holding the biscuit and laughed.

Chen Zhizhuo came back after rinsing his mouth and found that the biscuit was gone.

Ding Zhan asked, "Why don't you swallow it?"

Chen Zhizhu provocatively said: "Are you swallowing? I will swallow it if you swallow it."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

Ding Zhan took out the bag of biscuits from the coffee table drawer again, and said, "Come on, take a bite from me."

Chen Zhizhu was stunned by Ding Zhan's inexplicable desire to win.

Chen Zhishu said: "You come first."

"I don't, you go first."

"Let's go together." Ding Zhan grabbed a handful from the bag and gave it to Chen Zhizhu.

Chen Zhizhu hesitated for a few seconds, then took it.

They counted three two one together, and then neither of them ate.

Chen Zhizhu said: "You lied to me?"

Ding Zhan said confidently, "You didn't eat either."

Zhan Zhan, who heard the voice and witnessed everything, squatted beside him waiting for the biscuits to be fed.

Chen Zhizhu said: "You can't do this. If my friend feeds me dog biscuits, I will press his head and kiss him with my tongue."

Ding Zhan applauded him and said, "You are really a man."

Ding Zhan didn't come to find out?

Teacher Chen felt a little sad, and then fed Zhan Zhan biscuits one by one.

Ding Zhan said, "Stop playing and go eat, okay?"

Chen Zhizhu said: "Teacher Ding, I'm going back tonight."

Ding Zhan smiled and said, "Why?"

"I'm packing my clothes." Chen Zhizhu said, "And after filming, I can't live with you anymore."

Ding Zhan thought why can't he live here?

Ding Zhan said: "I checked the filming address of Director Qin's movie, and it's in this city."

Chen Zhizhu nodded.

Ding Zhan said: "The shooting location is less than ten kilometers away from my home, and I'm afraid it's a two-hour drive from your home. Are you sure you want to go?"

Chen Zhizhu understood Ding Zhan's meaning, he was obviously very excited and pretended to be reserved: "This is not so good."

Ding Zhan said, "It's nothing bad."

He added to Chen Zhizhu's moved eyes, "Just give me the money."

Chen Zhizhu said: "All right, all right, here you go. How much does Teacher Ding want?"

Ding Zhan recently learned a sentence and said it in a rather dry way, "I want you to live in my heart."

Chen Zhizhu was stunned.

Chen Zhi was stunned and embarrassed at the same time, he was not only embarrassed but also wanted to curl himself up.

How did Ding Zhan say such a thing in such a serious manner?

Chen Zhizhu's expression was as embarrassing as if he had eaten a bag of [-]kg dog biscuits