In those years with the movie king

It seems that the stalk of dying together is impossible.

Shen Fubai walked over calmly: "This wedding room is quite festive."

Jiang Heng raised his eyes: "What room?"

Shen Fubai immediately opened his hands and looked left and right: "Look at this bright red one, it looks like the wedding room in ancient times."

Shen Fubai forcefully explained, and the description became darker and darker.Jiang Heng raised his brows slightly, and said meaningfully: "I think it's a bit like what you said."

Shen Fubai laughed and prevaricated: "My metaphor is not appropriate. Those who enter the bridal chamber are husband and wife, we are friends."

"You're right." Jiang Heng picked up a goblet full of red wine and nodded, "Cheers to our friendship."

Hearing the word "cheers", Shen Fubai was stunned for a while, reflexively, and then thought that Jiang Heng probably didn't know his cheering words were this.It's just a coincidence.

The word "cheers" is too common, not exclusive to him.Although that means different things to him and his fans.

But Jiang Heng is not his fan.

At this moment, Jiang Heng strongly requested to insert a voice-over: I am!I am!I am! ! ! 【Breaking sound】

Shen Fubai's eyes fell on the glass of red wine: "Where did this wine come from?"

"The hotel prepares it yourself." In fact, Ye Lin probably asked someone to prepare it on purpose.Jiang Heng squinted his eyes, grasped the body of the cup with his knuckle fingers, his handsome face was a little intoxicated under the dim light, "Does it look like a cup of wine?"

The voice is low and mellow, with endless aftertaste.

The room is full of red mandarin ducks to warm the tents, petals replace longan and lotus seeds, and a glass of wine meets and joins the same prison, only one of them is sent to the bridal chamber.

It's really a feeling of deep love and sweetness, and Yaner's newly married feeling.

Shen Fubai unconsciously made up a series, even thought of the last process... Stop, stop, what are you thinking?He and Hengheng are socialist brothers.

People regard you as a brother, but you want to have sex with him?Can't make it.

Shen Fubai felt that his throat was burning, so he picked up another glass of wine on the table and drank it dry. It didn't moisten his throat very much, but it perfectly explained the blush on his face.

He blushed, maybe excited, maybe shy, but not drunk anyway.

who is he?Shen Fubai, also known as Jiujiu, is the spokesperson of a toast, and you will never get drunk after a thousand cups.I've only been infatuated with one person in my life, and I can't wake up.

The hotel has a big bed room, and it's okay for two big men to sleep in the same room.They're all straight, what do you care?

...but the problem is that neither of them are straight.

Shen Fubai is a natural bend.

He was prettier than girls since he was a child, but other than that, he was no different from other boys.He also loves toy guns but not Barbie dolls, he loves playing games but not shopping, he loves to pick out sneakers and never wears skirts, he likes to fight to solve problems instead of crying for sympathy... He is neither flirtatious nor motherly, just a good looking Good-looking boys, but their sexual orientation is that they love men and not women.

What a normal thing.

But now it's not normal.

He wants to share the bed with Hengheng.

Is this any different from a girl suddenly wanting to sleep with the man of her dreams?no difference!

Even if one sleeps differently, for him, this level is enough to make people have a heart attack, okay?It was also in his head that he agreed to share the same room with Hengheng. Don't look at Shen Fubai's calm face now, he has already run eight hundred miles in his heart, the deer bumping wildly and pounding.

Jiang Heng sat on the bed as steady as an old dog, the hi-red sheet was wrinkled by his hand hidden under the quilt, the red wine in the glass was shaking slightly, it was his fingertips trembling slightly.

He doesn't know if he is a crook, anyway, he has lived for 24 years, and he only likes ups and downs.

I have liked him since I was young, and I have become a belief since then.

Shen Fubai lost his composure because of the little deer bumping into each other.

He is a wild horse with no return date.

Shen Fubai was almost drunk to death in Jiang Heng's subwoofer.

It's too painful, I can't stand it.

Shen Fubai put down the wine glass, took off his hat and sunglasses, his long eyelashes drooped down, his complexion was delicate and charming.He lay on his back on the big soft bed, beside Jiang Heng, and his whole body fell into the ocean of flowers.

Scented with the scent of roses.

Shen Fubai was a little sleepy after a day of filming, and his eyes were full of laziness and sleepiness.It's not that I want to sleep, it's just that I suddenly encountered such a comfortable bed, and my body suddenly relaxed and comfortable.

The funeral belongs to the funeral, and it is quite comfortable to lie down.I wish I could sleep forever.

Jiang Heng sat on the edge of the bed and looked back.Under the light, the young man's face is extremely beautiful, and his lips are even more beautiful than rose petals.The seductive pupils shone with light, rippling out a sparkling water color.

"Tired?" Jiang Heng asked.

"No." Shen Fubai looked in his direction, showing a faint smile, "I just suddenly felt that it would be nice to have such a funeral of roses. You think, dying in the rain of flowers, falling red body, sleeping here forever, how beautiful it is.”

When the young man said this, there was a smile in his eyes, and even his tone was as calm as telling a story, but it was like a needle for no reason, piercing Jiang Heng's heart with a little pain.

"It's not beautiful." Jiang Heng said, "The grass on the grave will be three meters high in a few years."

Shen Fubai: "..." Are you a devil?

It's too fucking realistic.

"Why don't you take a shower first?" Jiang Heng stared at the rose petals all over the bed, "I'll call the front desk and ask someone to clean it up. I'm still young, and I don't want to be buried so soon."

Shen Fubai thinks about it too, putting away the literary youth model, sitting up, shaking off the petals all over his body.

He steps into the bathroom.

Stepped out again after 1 minute.

Jiang Heng: "What's wrong?"

Shen Fubai: "We don't seem to have a change of clothes." Besides, it's too late to call the assistant all the way here.

Jiang Heng was lost in thought.

10 minute later.

Two heavily wrapped men appeared on the street.

Shen Fubai never thought that in his lifetime, he would actually be able to go shopping with Jiang Heng - picking out underwear, clothes, and pants.

Life is so fucking exciting.

What's even more exciting is Hengheng's size... Bah, size, bah... Forget it.

Shen Fubai just watched Jiang Heng walk into a lingerie specialty store with a calm demeanor, put on a mask and stay in the underpants area openly, and chose the largest size.

It is understandable for a 1.8m tall man who loves fitness.

Although the same 1.8-meter Shen Fu Bai wears the smallest size.

Because he has a thin waist.

Not because it's small, not because it's small, not because it's small!

Jiang Heng was there to choose carefully, Shen Fubai pulled on his mask, he didn't have the nerve to look around.If this was captured by the media, he would even think about tomorrow's news headlines—shocked!The popular little fresh meat and the famous film star appeared in the underwear shop, and their sweet demeanor seemed to be in love.

Or else—hidden marriage and cohabitation? !What's the deal with the popular Little Fresh Meat and the famous movie star's surprise appearance at the underwear shop?

The most immoral point is that the world is going downhill, and the popular little fresh meat and the famous movie star actually do this kind of thing in an underwear shop...

In a society that entertains to death, there are a group of hard-working media people, and there are also a group of rumormongers who are chasing rumors.The former is like a bee collecting honey, diligent and conscientious, presenting the most authentic scene to the public.The latter are like flies pouncing on carrion, trampling on other people's corpses, always emitting a stench.

This is true in all walks of life.

Therefore, Shen Fubai still likes to be buried in flowers.

Because that would attract bees, not flies.

Realist Jiang Heng: Dead bodies still attract flies, as well as ants, spiders, fleas...

Romanticist Shen Fubai: I'm sorry, I don't listen.

There were people coming and going in the underwear store, Shen Fubai looked down at his toes, hoping not to be recognized.

Looking at it, the phone rang in his pocket.

It was Kobayashi who sent him the message.

Xiaolin: Brother Shen, why didn't you go back to the hotel?

Shen Fubai remembered that he and Hengheng had not told Xiaolin about staying in the hotel outside.

Shen Fubai: I'm living outside today, and I won't be coming back.

Don't think about me, dear Xiaolinzi.Shen Fu said in his heart.

Kobayashi: That would be really great.

Shen Fubai:? ? ?Don't you even care where I am?How did you become an assistant?Believe it or not, I will deduct your wages.

Kobayashi: Well, where are you now?

Shen Fubai directly took a picture and sent it over, but did not take a picture of Jiang Heng.

Kobayashi: Going to the lingerie store at night, you really have a good mood... Oh, by the way, you are already in the store anyway, can you bring me a pair too?Pink, thong, lace.

Shen Fubai: ... Are you perverted?

Kobayashi: No, my girlfriend is coming to see me tomorrow, we are in different places, you know...

Shen Fu understands in vain.Xiao Bie is better than a newlywed, dry firewood meets raging fire, even Xiao Lin is not a single dog.

Shen Fubai: Are you my assistant or am I your assistant?You want me to buy this kind of thing for your girlfriend?

Will he help with such a shameful thing as wearing women's underwear?joke.

Kobayashi: Brother Shen, you are the best~

Shen Fu's white goosebumps fell all over the ground, and he almost dropped the phone.

Straight men acting like a baby are the deadliest.

Shen Fubai: All right, all right, I'll bring it for you, keep your tone normal, don't appear in my sight tomorrow, I don't want to smell the sour smell of love.

This means to give Kobayashi a day off to have fun with his girlfriend.

Kobayashi: I love you, love you.

Shen Fubai: If you don't love me, get out.Indifference.jpg

Shen Fubai was bowing his head to type, Jiang Heng had finished picking out his own, and turned around to ask Shen Fubai: "Do you want the large one or the small one?"

Shen Fu didn't raise his head: "The small one."

"Black or gray?"

"pink."

Jiang Heng paused: "Straight angle or triangular?"

"T-shaped."

"..." Jiang Heng asked with difficulty, "Pure cotton or fiber?"

"Lace."

Jiang Heng: "..."

Shopping guide: "..."

Other guests: "..."

Shen Fubai felt wrong after typing.Why is the world so quiet.

When he looked up, everyone stared at him with complicated expressions.

The shopping guide looked back and forth between him and Jiang Heng ambiguously, as if he had filled his brain with a [-]-word Danmei essay.

It took Jiang Heng a while to recover his voice: "So you like wearing this..."

Shen Fubai: "..."

Goubi Xiaolin, wait until you die.