Zha Gong You Don’t Know Love [Quick Transmigration]

After Su Anning woke up, the whole house was empty. He stood up, restrained the corners of his mouth that had been raised, and walked to the mirror expressionlessly.

The young man in front of him has a skin that can be broken by blows and bullets, and he can tell that he was raised pampered at a glance, but now there are some unknown marks on his neck and collarbone, and even his lips are abnormally bright red.

[Tsk tsk tsk, Yan Mingrui, does this count as a drunken disorder?] Xia Lang looked at himself in the mirror expressionlessly, chatting with the system at the same time.

[It seems that he hasn't made it to the end yet. 】The system truthfully tells the truth.

[Maybe he was too drunk to get hard] Xia Lang thought viciously [After all this, you still advertise yourself as a straight man?I beg him to take a look at me! 】

In addition to hickey marks on Xia Lang's body, there are also various red marks left by Yan Mingrui's excessive force. Those who don't know, think they...

To be honest, this body, Xia Lang looked at himself in the mirror, really made people want to ravage it.

Even he himself wanted to press himself against the mirror, unable to resist, with a tear in the corner of his eye, he looked at himself in front of the mirror helplessly...

【harmonious! ] The system quickly interrupted the messy thoughts in Xia Lang's mind [The host we are bound to the Jinjiang censorship system!Jinjiang! ! ! ! !you know! ! ! !Host, please let me go, I don't want to be titled yet! 】

[Understood] Xia Lang responded casually, and changed the subject [Has the photo been sent? 】

[Sent out] The system said [But why did you send that one? 】

Obviously there are more photos of stone hammers, but Xia Ran chose...

[Because, brain supplements are more imaginative than stone hammers~]

Xia Lang tore off his clothes, casually covered the marks on his body, blinked in the mirror, the piranha-like eyes just disappeared, and he turned into a loveless little white flower again.

【sent out】

The photo seemed to be taken secretly. Yan Mingrui's face could be seen clearly, but the other party's face could not be seen clearly. From the background, it could be seen that they were on the plane. The manager only felt a pain in the head.

I just told him not to make trouble, so he made this kind of thing for himself!Still in public!

In this way, even if you wash it, you can’t wash it casually. What if another witness pops up later!

Gradually, everyone on the set saw Weibo, and cast a strange look at Yan Mingrui, who was in the center of the set and who was affectionately looking at the heroine.

In the end, even the director felt that the atmosphere was not right: "CUT! Take a break first!"

Yan Mingrui called it a day, and before he could sit down, his manager slapped him with a cell phone.

"Please explain to me!"

Yan Mingrui didn't know what happened at all, but when he saw his mobile phone being smashed like this, he caught it in a hurry: "What are you doing! You have such a bad temper!"

"I—" The agent wanted to speak at first, but he remembered that this was still a studio, with so many eyes watching, he quickly pulled Yan Mingrui into the lounge and closed the door.

"Please explain to me, what happened to the picture of you kissing that boy?"

Yan Mingrui's heart skipped a beat, why?

He only kissed Su Anning yesterday, why would there be a photo of him today?

Thinking of the only third person present at the time, and remembering what Shen Gu said to him this morning, Yan Mingrui's complexion turned pale: "It was Shen Gu, right! Did he take the picture!"

"What Shen Gu?" The manager turned on the phone and showed him the photo: "It was obviously taken secretly by the paparazzi in the economy class, so what does it have to do with Shen Gu!"

It was only then that Yan Mingrui saw the photo clearly, it wasn't from last night, but a few days ago, on the plane, Su Anning whispered in his ear.

At that time, he bent down to listen, facing Su Anning's direction, and it did look like the two of them were kissing from the outside.

There are also a few pictures of Yan Mingrui fastening Su Anning's seat belt, and some pictures that can be proved by friendship. The only one that is explosive is that one.

Yan Mingrui breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, this time, I didn't kiss him, it was just that he was talking in my ear."

Just kidding, he thought it was yesterday's photo, but he was still nervous for a long time!

But unexpectedly, the manager's expression was still very serious: "You mean, do you really know him?"

Yan Mingrui was startled: "Well...a friend, I don't know."

"Don't lie to me," the manager threw out another photo: "Would you like to hold the hand of someone you don't know?"

Yan Mingrui saw that it was a photo of himself taken in the pass. He was holding Su Anning's hand. Su Anning's face had been scrambled, but it was still the same person.

"This is a photo of you stepping back on the station," said the agent. "She posted on Weibo, saying that she saw you walking with this person that day."

Yan Mingrui remembered that he said to Sister Zhan that day: "I'm sorry, can you not post his photo?"

At that time, Sister Zhan agreed with all her heart, and she only had liking for him in her eyes, but she didn't expect that after just a few days, she completely changed her face.

He didn't even listen to Yan Mingrui's explanation.

Heh, this kind of liking is really cheap, Yan Mingrui looked at that photo, and actually thought about it.

The photo taken by sister Zhan became the second stone hammer, and Yan Mingrui even saw a photo of him letting go of Su Anning at the gate.

If it's ordinary friends, they can hold hands and go out together, but this photo of Yan Mingrui letting go of his hands makes things even more daydream...

"The sister at the station called him because he said that that person had several bodyguards with him that day, and it seemed that his status was not ordinary. She was afraid of being attacked personally, so she called him. Now there are different speculations from the outside world, you are popular It's too fast, there are more people staring at you than you imagined, and someone recognized him as the victim of the fan crowd, the current atmosphere is too complicated, and the PR doesn't know where to lead "The agent said: "So, who is this? You can always tell me!"

"My benefactor." Yan Mingrui replied, "Didn't you introduce it to me?"

The manager was so frightened that he dropped his phone to the ground: "What did you say?"

This young man who looks like a doll is the benefactor of Baoyan Mingrui?

"Otherwise, who do you think it is?" Yan Mingrui said, "Who else could there be with so many bodyguards and the entire business class to find me?"

"But..." The manager actually thought about such a possibility. After all, Yan Mingrui's benefactor was introduced by himself, but he had never seen it. With such an attitude, I really can't imagine that he is actually Yan Mingrui's financial backer.

"Yes," Yan Mingrui's eyes flashed a trace of irritability. For some reason, the word "financial master" made him feel uncomfortable: "So you know why I treat him so well."

"If it wasn't because he is my benefactor, would I treat him like this?" He snorted coldly, "It's just a fool, without his brother, I'm afraid I can't take care of myself."

"There is no stone hammer between you and him, right?" The manager asked nervously, "Will there be any photos taken?"

"No!" Yan Mingrui subconsciously thought of last night, but he denied it with a raised voice as if wanting to dismiss the idea immediately.

This voice startled the agent, Yan Mingrui felt himself groggy, smiled awkwardly, lowered his voice and said, "Brother Liu, do you think I will be raped by a fool? Or should I just have nothing to do and go get fucked?" a man?"

"I don't like men at all. I'm just playing with him. You can rest assured."

I don't know why, but the last sentence seemed to be for Yan Mingrui himself. He tried his best to get rid of the messy things in his mind, and ordered himself not to think about what happened last night: "Just clarify that you are a friend and borrow a seat. .”

The agent froze for a moment, then replied, "Okay."

"Let me explain to Su Xiu that it was a misunderstanding," Yan Mingrui said, "They will definitely help us."

After all, Su Anning was so well protected by Su Xiuxiu, she definitely wouldn't want Su Anning to fall into such a stone hammer place.

"Where's Su Anning?" The manager suddenly remembered something: "Can you ask him to come out and clarify? It's more useful."

"He's in my dormitory right now—" Yan Mingrui replied subconsciously, and then was interrupted by his manager in shock: "What are you talking about! He's in your dormitory!"

Yan Mingrui also seemed to react suddenly: "...Yes."

Why does he seem to have lost his memory, forgot that Su Anning was in his dormitory!

"He has been playing with his temper for the past few days, so he must stay here with me," Yan Mingrui said, "Don't worry, he has never been out of the house, so he won't be photographed."

"It was easy to say before, but not necessarily now," the manager said, "Now I don't know how many paparazzi are ambushing you downstairs, can you find a way to send him away?"

Yan Mingrui was taken aback when he heard "send him away", and then said, "Yes."

Countless calm analyzes could be given in his mind, indicating that sending Su Anning away was the best decision at the moment, but there was a voice in the deepest part of his heart, telling him, no.

Don't, you will regret it.

But Yan Mingrui didn't listen to the pleading voice in the end, and dialed Su Anning's number.

"Hey, brother." Su Anning's voice was a little strange, and he answered the phone very quickly, but Yan Mingrui didn't notice it.

"Brother has something to do these days," Yan Mingrui tried his best to soften his tone: "Can you go back to live first?"

What answered him was the sound of the phone falling to the ground.

"Hello?" Yan Mingrui asked, "I'm sorry, An Ning, brother is real..."

He thought that Su Anning was angry, so he explained in a good voice, but he was thinking in his heart - this idiot can't even hold a mobile phone!

After a long silence, Yan Mingrui got a little impatient waiting, thinking whether he should call Su Xiuxiu directly.

Just as he was about to speak, Su Anning's voice came from the microphone.

"it is good."