The boy's white and crystal-clear fingertips pinched the cold and hard buttons, and slowly took them off.

Zhou Helan leaned against the window leisurely, looking down at Ji Nanbai.

"When you finish taking off, it will be dawn."

A button, dawdling for several minutes, after taking it off, it will be dawn.

The young master blushed with anger.

He glared at Zhou Helan viciously, but after remembering what he was going to do later, he still tried his best to hold back his anger.

Then he had to speed up his movements.

Zhou Helan was born as a gangster.

He has a strong body, wearing a white shirt underneath, showing his beautiful chest muscles tightly.

Young master Ji couldn't help thinking of his thin body, and felt a little envious.

After finally taking off her clothes, Zhou Helan went to the wardrobe and bent down to find a change of clothes.

Without looking back, he ordered Young Master Ji, "Go and put the bath water for me."

Ji Nanbai stood where he was, his eyes staring like copper bells, and after a minute he lingered into the bathroom and put Zhou Helan's bath water.

The scalding hot water rushed down.

Young master Ji glanced at Zhou Helan outside, poked his fingertips in, and then immediately withdrew his hand from the heat.

Hmph, I'll let you wash it!I'll burn you pig to death!

In the steaming bathroom.

Zhou Helan walked in shirtless, and saw that slender body squatting beside the bathtub, mumbling and not knowing what he was talking about.

The young master's fair and tender face was flushed red by the heat.

His gaze was fixed on the flowing water column, the white mist was misty, looming, Zhou Helan's eyes were all those crystal clear eyes like glass beads.

Zhou Helan was fascinated by these eyes when they first met.

Now it is covered with fog, adding a bit of cute and pitiful state.

It's unbelievably beautiful.

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been ridiculous with this young master overnight.

The young master who was deeply trapped in the mire of customs actually had such clean eyes.

Zhou Helan did not expect this.

What he didn't even expect was that after in-depth contact, Zhou Helan discovered that this young master was simply cute.

In such a troubled world, such a dandy, unexpectedly gave him a sense of purity like the snow in winter.

Zhou Helan felt that this young master was simply a rare tonic in his monotonous and dark life.

In the beginning, maybe it was just interest, or it was just a matter of lust.

But later on, the innocence that gradually melted into his bone marrow, with the unique taste of the young master, permeated into his limbs and bones.

Zhou Helan knew that he had been captured.

Became the bag of this beautiful little thing.

But this little thing has not been found yet.

He thought he was a canary imprisoned in a golden cage.

As everyone knows, Zhou Helan is the eagle locked in the cage.

The sharp minions were almost smoothed in front of that beautiful canary.

"Okay, let's wash."

Ji Nanbai smiled and stood up, but he didn't expect that the side of the bathtub was wet and slippery, he couldn't stand firmly, he staggered when he got up, and fell backwards with a "plop".

"what!"

The young master screamed like a pig being killed.

"Hot, hot, hot..."

The young master quickly struggled to stand up, ripped off the clothes on his body, his snow-white skin was scorched red, like a red plum just blooming.

Zhou Helan quickly turned on the cold water and poured it over to cool down Ji Nanbai.

When the cold water came up, Ji Nanbai was shivering from the cold, but after getting used to it, he felt that the heat on his body gradually subsided and he felt much more comfortable.

Zhou Helan looked up and down while watering the young master.

Fortunately, no burns.

The young master was so painful that he blushed from crying, his black hair was sticking wetly to his face, he felt aggrieved and pitiful.

Zhou Helan smiled and reached out to twist his jaw, but the young master dodged aggressively.

"It's all your fault, let me put some bath water for you!"

"Okay, it's all my fault."

Zhou Helan nodded, turned off the faucet, and wrapped the bath towel for someone else.

On a late autumn day, the young master was very cold, sucking his little nose, and was taken to bed by Zhou Helan.

"Don't touch me, it hurts."

The man's palms were rough and callused.

The young master already had delicate skin and tender flesh, but he was burned pink just now. Even wearing a bathrobe, he felt that his skin cells were almost torn.

Zhou Helan immediately raised his hands.

Ji Nanbai was angry for a while, and then began to cry delicately.

Zhou Helan asked someone to bring ice cubes and towels.

Wrap the ice in a towel and continue to cool him down.

"Here too."

Ji Nanbai stretched out a pair of feet and put them on Zhou Helan's arms, almost hitting his drooping face.

The man smiled, his sharp eyebrows moved lightly, and he looked at Ji Nanbai slowly.

"In the whole of Shanghai, you are really the only one, Young Master Ji, who dares to step on my face."

The man said it with a smile, Ji Nanbai was sensitive, he didn't notice that he was angry, so he wasn't afraid, he just said: "I got hurt because of you."

After finishing speaking, Ji Nanbai took the opportunity to rob, "I will forgive you if you let go of my father's goods."

Zhou Helan was amused by this little shameless.

But seeing his pitiful appearance, it was hard to feel kindness, and said: "Okay, just give me a kiss, and I'll let it go."

Such a simple request, Young Master Ji complied immediately.

He held Zhou Helan's face in his hands and kissed him on the cheek.

Zhou Helan said: "It's too perfunctory."

Then he cupped Young Master Ji's face with his backhand, and kissed him on the mouth.

Then inevitably there will be another humming and chirping.

It's just that Young Master Ji was crying for his father and mother, it hurts here, there hurts, those who don't know just thought that he had just scalded the pig, and now Marshal Zhou is killing the pig.

"Card. Not bad, in good shape."

During the intimate scene earlier, Su Jiaobai still couldn't let go.

Now more and more proficient.

Gu Jinwu lowered his expression, stood up with thin red skin and straightened his clothes.

Su Jiaobai was crushed enough by Gu Jinwu's strong body.

With sweat on his face, he also stood up.

It was past eleven o'clock in the evening when the filming of the scene was over.

Su Jiaobai got a cup of hot cocoa.

"Today is Actor Gu's birthday. Actor Gu has always kept a low profile, and "Troubled Times" is coming to an end soon. Everyone is very busy, so I just bought milk tea for everyone. I promise that I will owe you this meal first, and I will give it to you at the finale banquet." Everyone make up."

Gu Wen explained this when he came over with hot cocoa.

Su Jiaobai was taken aback, birthday?

He didn't even know about it.

Su Jiaobai counted his fingers and found that "Troubled Times" has been filming for nearly three months.

The weather is getting colder.

In the lounge, gifts from fans were piled up in front of Gu Jinwu.

There was also a gift that the staff quietly handed to Gu Jinwu with a blushing face.

Gu Jinwu nodded and accepted it with a smile.

But when the people left, he looked at the pile of presents, but the smile on his face gradually fell silent.

no.

……

Su Jiaobai glanced at his empty left hand, then at the hot cocoa in his hand.

After thinking about it, he quickly asked Gu Wen to buy something for himself to make up for it.

Gu Wen said: "It's almost twelve o'clock in the evening, what should I buy?"

Su Jiaobai racked his brains, saw a staff member's thermos cup, and said, "Milk tea..."

Gu Wen went immediately, Su Jiaobai realized that Gu Wen had disappeared.

Then when Gu Wen came back, Su Jiaobai actually saw this guy taking a cup of milk tea.

Su Jiao held his forehead, forget it, no matter what, let's say happy birthday.

There are still 15 minutes left, and it will be past twelve o'clock.

Su Jiaobai knocked on Gu Jinwu's door.

The door was opened, and Gu Jinwu stood behind the door, wearing dark blue pajamas, with disheveled black hair and sleepy eyes, as if he had just woken up.

Su Jiaobai was a little embarrassed, "Did I bother you?"

"No, come in." Gu Jinwu stepped aside.

Su Jiaobai walked in and brushed past him.

The fine black hair brushed against Gu Jinwu's face, carrying a familiar faint fragrance.

Gu Jinwu moved his eyelids, then lowered them slowly, his expression remained unchanged.

This is the first time Su Jiaobai entered Gu Jinwu's room.

Exactly like his hotel room, nothing special.

There is a faint sweet smell in the room, with a milky burnt aroma.

It's the taste of milk tea.

Su Jiaobai thought, Gu Jinwu really likes to drink milk tea.

Su Jiaobai stood still, hesitantly standing there, "Well, Teacher Gu, happy birthday."

Gu Jinwu's eyes brightened slightly.

"There is no gift for you."

Su Jiaobai took out a cup of milk tea from his pocket, "I ordered a cup of milk tea for you."

Originally, Gu Wen also helped buy a bouquet of flowers.

But when Su Jiaobai saw the gorgeous red rose, he expressed his rejection with his life.

He didn't come to confess, why don't you buy him a pair of diamond rings for roses?

"Or do you have any birthday presents you want? I'll make it up for you next time."

Although Gu Jinwu said little and was silent, he did help him a lot.

Gu Jinwu was responsible for the smooth filming of this movie.

Su Jiaobai thought, if Gu Jinwu wanted a diamond ring, he would buy it for him too.

The man stood in front of him silently, just when Su Jiaobai thought that Gu Jinwu couldn't speak, Gu Yingdi suddenly said, "I want to see you dance."

Su Jiaobai was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "I don't look good at dancing."

"I want to see you dance the Crane Dance."

The smile on Su Jiaobai's face gradually subsided, and he looked at Gu Jinwu with a strange expression.

Flying Crane Dance is a dance created by him.

He once won an international award with it, and then he was picked up by foreign schools and planned to study abroad. Although something happened at home and he failed, Su Jiaobai will never forget this dance.

But what surprised him was, how did Gu Jinwu know about this dance?

Although he once amazed the dance world, laymen don't know him at all.

"you……"

Su Jiaobai opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

The room fell into silence. After a long time, Su Jiaobai said: "I haven't skipped for a long time."

Su Jiaobai didn't want to touch that dance.

That was the last expectation in his heart, like a white moonlight.

He hopes that his white moonlight will last forever, even if he can no longer touch that stage now.

Or, he was actually afraid.

Now, is he still qualified to dance that dance?

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