I am bound to learn Xingbang system

According to Le Yichen's instructions, Zhuang Yuan found Ying Wugou. He seemed to be a bit bored after staying indoors for a long time, so he came out to get some air.

Under the darkness of night, Ying Wugou stood in front of a terrace, with his hands resting on the railing, his eyes thoughtful but seemingly aimlessly staring at the front. This hot spring resort is located in the mountains and jungles, and there is only an endless horizon ahead. mountain.

He seemed to be thinking about something, but his expression seemed a little lonely, making it hard to imagine what kind of problems in this world could stump a person like him.

This kind of Ying Wugou is very unexpected, it seems to reveal another side of him that is not known to everyone, anyone who accidentally glimpses this scene may be secretly delighted, because they have discovered this little secret.

Zhuang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, because besides him, there was another person who also saw this "little secret".

Ning Mengmeng stood only two or three meters away from Ying Wugou with her wine glass in her hand, and looked at him straight in the face. Sure enough, just like what Le Yichen said, she came here for Ying Wugou today. Looking at Ying Wugou's eyes with obsession, full of fascination and longing.

Ning Mengmeng had obviously been here for a while, but she seemed to hesitate for a while, until Zhuang Yuan also came, and finally made up her mind, and approached Ying Wugou with a wine glass.

She was wearing the vermilion cheongsam worn by Yun Zhengqing in "The Butterfly Princess", her waist was slim and graceful, and she spoke softly and sweetly, "Young Master Ying, what a coincidence...you also come here to blow some air?"

She made her debut as a singer at the beginning, and later transformed into an actress. Although her performance as a singer was not very good, she has always been confident in her voice. A soft and sweet voice is obviously more in line with men's preferences.

And not only is she confident that her voice is better than Yun Zhengqing's, but she is also confident that her looks are better than Yun Zhengqing's. She doesn't even think she is inferior to Yun Zhengqing in acting. Although Yun Zhengqing has won many awards, It was also because of her early debut and good luck that Yun Zhengqing let her act in the films she had made, and she was also confident that she could win the award.

Although she made her debut through Yun Zhengqing's fame, Ning Mengmeng hates others to compare her with Yun Zhengqing, because those people will always use Yun Zhengqing to trample her to nothing... It's ridiculous, Yun Zhengqing counts What?It's just that she debuted early and was lucky to be praised by others. If she can be praised like Yun Zhengqing, and there are a lot of good scripts waiting for her to choose, she must be no worse than Yun Zhengqing!

Ning Mengmeng stared at Ying Wugou with burning eyes. Although she didn't want to serve others with sex, this Young Master Ying was so young and handsome. As long as she could win the future heir of the Ying Group, she would If she can become the next Yun Zhengqing, she might even marry into a wealthy family and never have to show her face again.

Seeing that Ying Wugou didn't respond to her, she thought that Ying Wugou hadn't heard what she said just now, so she couldn't help raising her voice slightly, and said again: "Young Master Ying, are you coming out to have a shower too? What a coincidence..."

Ying Wugou finally turned his head and gave Ning Mengmeng a cold look. After seeing the vermilion cheongsam on Ning Mengmeng's body, he obviously paused.

Ning Mengmeng was overjoyed, although she hated Yun Zhengqing and put on the cheongsam bravely, but when she saw Ying Wugou's reaction, she immediately knew that her choice was right, she stretched out her hand to tease her ears Her hair was slightly disheveled by the night wind, and her eyes were half-downcast, revealing a hint of girlish shyness: "Young Master Ying, did you recognize the cheongsam I was wearing? Are you also a fan of Yun Zhengqing?"

Ying Wugou looked at Ning Mengmeng noncommittally.

Ning Mengmeng smiled shyly: "My cheongsam was specially ordered by someone, and he was the master who made this cheongsam for Queen Yunying..."

Ying Wugou's eyes fell on the cheongsam, but there was no wave in her eyes. Just when Ning Mengmeng felt uneasy, she found that Ying Wugou's eyes suddenly lit up, as if light had fallen on his pupils. Here, did he finally move his mind?

She stared at Ying Wugou's handsome face, and blushed a little: "Young Master Ying, let's have a drink together..."

She raised the wine glass in her hand and was about to pass it to Ying Wugou, her palms were already sweating a little from nervousness.

However, the next moment, Ying Wugou directly bypassed her, brushed past her, and walked behind her.

Ning Mengmeng looked back in disbelief, and found that a young man had also arrived on the terrace at some point, standing not far from them.

She was a little upset, didn't this person wink at all?Can't tell they have the right atmosphere?He actually came to disturb them!

But what upset her the most was that just when she was about to succeed, Ying Wugou actually left her and walked towards the young man.

what's the situation?

Just when Ning Mengmeng was dumbfounded, Ying Wugou stood still, he still didn't walk up to the young man in the end, but kept a distance away, and said calmly, "Why are you here?"

Ying Wugou's tone of voice towards the intruder was equally alienated, as if it was no different from hers... Ning Mengmeng is relieved, it should be just an acquaintance, right?

Zhuang Yuan blinked, and copied a certain line: "Mr. Ying, it's such a coincidence, you also come to blow the air?"

Ying Wugou glanced at Zhuang Yuan indifferently: "Yes."

Ning Mengmeng: "..." This is different from what was agreed!

Zhuang Yuan looked at the wine glass in Ning Mengmeng's hand, and wanted to tell Ying Wugou that there was medicine in the wine and not to drink it, but it was not easy to expose it in Ning Mengmeng's face. I don't know how shameless it is to give drugs, but he never likes to embarrass girls.

"Mr. Ying, let's talk about what we said earlier," Zhuang Yuan had an idea, "It's too windy here, let's find a quieter place to talk."

Ning Mengmeng bit her lip, obviously very unwilling, but if the two really had something to talk about, she had no reason to forcefully follow.

However, Ying Wugou raised his eyebrows: "What happened before? What happened?"

Zhuang Yuan: "..." This is different from what was agreed!

"Just that thing before!" Zhuang Yuan tried to hint at Ying Wugou with his eyes. He specifically looked at the wine glass in Ning Mengmeng's hand, hoping that Ying Wugou could understand his hint, "We talked about it when we had dinner last time. What happened!"

Ying Wugou hooked the corners of his lips: "When did we have dinner last time? Was there?"

Ning Mengmeng glanced at Zhuang Yuan suspiciously. Could it be that this guy is also a flirt just like her?He also pretended to be very familiar with Ying Shao!She was almost cheated!

Zhuang Yuan helplessly raised his forehead, did Ying Wugou really have no tacit understanding with him at all?

At this moment, Ning Mengmeng spoke, and she smiled: "Young Master Ying, do you want us to go to another place and have a drink together?" She once again tried to pass the wine glass in her hand to Ying Wugou.

Zhuang Yuan desperately blocked Ying Wugou with his eyes, but Ying Wugou took the glass of wine in front of him.

Zhuang Yuan: "..." Very angry!

Seeing Ying Wugou took the wine glass, Ning Mengmeng's cheeks flushed a thin layer of red: "It's windy here, be careful of catching cold, Shao Ying, let's go in?" She didn't want a third party to be present at such a time.

Ying Wugou held the wine glass in his hand, but didn't drink it, he just said calmly: "It's really cold here..."

Ning Mengmeng was overjoyed, and reached out to grab Ying Wugou's arm, but Ying Wugou walked around him lightly again, and walked up to Zhuang Yuan with the wine glass: "Go in."

Ning Mengmeng: "..." This is different from what was agreed!

Zhuang Yuan blinked: "You finally remembered what happened last time?"

"I still don't think about it," Ying Wugou smiled faintly, "But it's okay, we can talk about other things."

Ning Mengmeng bit her lip. Seeing that she was about to successfully conquer Ying Shao, she was about to run away with the new wild man. She unwillingly tried to persuade her to stay: "Ying Shao, you...I..." It was her first come!Obviously she was the first!

Ying Wugou paused, and he glanced at Ning Mengmeng lightly: "This cheongsam doesn't suit you."

Ning Mengmeng was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "Why, why isn't it suitable?"

Ying Wugou said calmly, "Because you are not worthy."

Ning Mengmeng turned pale in an instant: "Young Master Ying, I, I don't understand..."

Ying Wugou twitched the corners of his lips: "If you anonymously scold Yun Zhengqing online, do you think others don't know?"

"No, that's not the case," Ning Mengmeng explained feebly, "Ying Shao, I'm not, I'm not, that's not me, you... how do you know?"

"Don't you know?" Ying Wugou's eyes darkened, "I'm her fan, that cheongsam... no one else deserves it except her."

Ying Wugou left the last sentence, then turned around and walked towards the house, Zhuang Yuan followed with a smile: "Wonderful, so wonderful, is this just asking real fans to slap fake fans in the face?"

Ying Wugou turned his head and glanced at Zhuang Yuan: "Why didn't you come to see me tonight?"

Zhuang Yuan couldn't adapt to the sudden shift of the topic: "Huh?"

"I've been waiting for you to come to me tonight," Ying Wugou pursed her lips, with a hint of displeasure in her eyes, "I'm right in front of you, why didn't you come to me?"

Zhuang Yuan: "..." Dare you stand in front of me tonight and wait for me to come to you?

He said weakly: "I see you are busy, there are so many people around you."

"So what? They're not you," Ying Wugou sneered, "They... are just a bunch of annoying flies."

Zhuang Yuan: "I don't allow you to say that about yourself!"

Ying Wugou frowned, as if expressing doubts.

Zhuang Yuan said tactfully: "Think about what flies revolve around..."

Ying Wugou: "..."

Deep in Zhuang Yuan's heart, there was a sense of joy of successful revenge, and he smiled: "I'm just kidding, don't be angry, where are we going now?"

Ying Wugou gave Zhuang Yuan a warning look, and then slowly said: "Can you play the piano? There is a room on the second floor with a piano."

Zhuang Yuan: "No."

Ying Wugou: "Then let's go to the second floor."

Zhuang Yuan: "? I said I won't."

Ying Wugou: "I will."

Zhuang Yuan: "?" Then why did you ask me just now?

Zhuang Yuan followed Ying Wugou to the piano room on the second floor in a daze. This seemed to be a room specially designed to provide entertainment for music lovers. Apart from the piano, there were also some other musical instruments. Violins, keyboards, guitars, etc., and even lutes and zithers.

"...It's a bit of a mix-up," Zhuang Yuan commented, "but how do you know there is a piano here?"

"I've been here before." Ying Wugou didn't explain too much, he handed the glass of wine to Zhuang Yuan casually, then walked straight to the white piano, raised his hand to test the notes, and a string of smooth notes came from Flowing from his fingertips.

Ying Wugou's hands are very beautiful, with slender fingers and distinct joints. They seem to be a pair of artist's hands. Even its existence is a kind of work of art. When his fingertips are jumping on the black and white keys, the whole picture is as pleasing as it seems. It is a landscape painting.

He half-closed his eyelids, his gaze was serious, his expression was serious, the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, his jaw line was tight, and further down was his sexy Adam's apple.

When Zhuang Yuan looked down, he happened to see Ying Wugou's Adam's apple rolling slightly. He didn't know why, and subconsciously swallowed.

It was the first time that Zhuang Yuan wanted to use the word sexy on an adult man, and this man was just sitting there quietly playing the piano, without doing anything that aroused people's imagination, but he still couldn't help but feel that the man in front of him It's damn sexy.

He began to feel a little thirsty, and subconsciously glanced at the wine glass in his hand. Fortunately, when he couldn't help lowering his head to drink to quench his thirst, he remembered that this glass of wine had been prepared by someone in time, and stopped immediately.

After a while, Ying Wugou seemed to have finished playing a piece, and looked up at Zhuang Yuan. Although he didn't say a word, there seemed to be something flickering in his eyes.

Zhuang Yuan quickly flattered: "You play the piano really well! I didn't expect Mr. Ying that you not only know how to play the piano, but also play it so well!"

Ying Wugou hooked the corners of his lips, and then he pressed the corners of his slightly upturned mouth, and said flatly, "Aren't you a singer? Why can't you play the piano?"

Zhuang Yuan didn't panic at all, because the original owner didn't know how to play the piano, he said frankly: "Everyone has their own strengths. Although I don't know how to play the piano, I can dance!"

"That's true," Ying Wugou smiled lightly, "You danced very well in "Road to Stars" before."

Zhuang Yuan chuckled. In fact, the dance he danced in "Road to the Stars" was not technically difficult, it mainly relied on acting skills, but there is no need to be humble at this time.

"You are so proficient in that kind of dance, it seems that you dance it often?" Ying Wugou suddenly changed the topic.

"How is it possible!" Zhuang Yuan quickly denied, "It was actually my first time dancing that time, but I usually do girl group dances occasionally, and I may have skipped some moves before."

Ying Wugou slightly raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to try dancing again?"

Zhuang Yuan paused: "Why?"

Ying Wugou: "Show me the jump."

Zhuang Yuan tentatively said, "Didn't you already see it offstage before?"

Ying Wugou didn't deny it: "Aside from me, many people saw it that time."

Zhuang Yuan: "...so?"

Ying Wugou said indifferently: "Today you only show me the dance."

Zhuang Yuan's heart skipped a beat. Logically speaking, he couldn't refuse the boss's request. This kind of opportunity to please the boss is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but...

"I didn't wear makeup today, and I didn't wear... that cheongsam."

Ying Wugou: "It doesn't matter, just jump."

Zhuang Yuan hesitated and said, "Wouldn't it be strange with my current appearance?"

Ying Wugou directly expressed his attitude with actions, he turned around, his fingertips danced on the keys, and the classic bg of the sex dance segment of "Butterfly Princess" rang out.

Seeing this, Zhuang Yuan couldn't refuse repeatedly, so he casually put the wine glass in his hand on the top cover of the piano, and jumped up to the melody.

His memory is very good, and he can basically do some simple dances once. What's more, his memory is now blessed by the system, and he is more at ease, so he can put more emotions and interpretations into it when dancing.

Dance is an art that uses the body as a tool to express emotions through human movements. It is different from music, painting, architecture and other arts. Dance is more realistic, intense, profound and direct in conveying emotions. Good dance has great appeal and is easier Arouse the emotional resonance of the onlookers... This is common sense that all people with preliminary artistic literacy know, and Ying Wugou is no exception, but he has almost never directly experienced this feeling, he has seen many live dances Whether it is classical dance, folk dance or modern dance, whether it is an ordinary dance worker or a well-known dance artist, he has never felt this way before.

He knows those dances are art, and he thinks those dances are beautiful, but he has never been so directly and truly touched, never felt so empathetic, as if even his soul was aroused.

Zhuang Yuan's body is so flexible, his limbs are beautiful and slender, his waist is soft and powerful. When he dances, he not only uses every muscle in his body, but also seems to affect every nerve of the bystanders. Even his Fingertips seem to be dancing.

At this time, Ying Wugou didn't know yet, this is called "when you like someone, his whole body will glow", also called "fan filter".

At the end of the song, Ying Wugou's fingers were still pressing on the keys, and his gaze was still on Zhuang Yuan.

Zhuang Yuan panted lightly. Although the movement range of this dance was not too large, it still required a certain amount of exercise to complete the dance, and he could only slowly calm down the rapid heartbeat.

He didn't realize that because of a big dance move just now, the top of his clothes was lifted up halfway, revealing a white and soft waist.

Ying Wugou, who was sitting in front of the piano, listened to Zhuang Yuan's panting, and looked at Zhuang Yuan's small waist, suddenly felt dry mouth, and his Adam's apple rolled.

Zhuang Yuan was still calming down his heartbeat, and before he could stop it, he watched Ying Wugou subconsciously pick up the wine glass that he had just casually placed on the top of the piano, and took a sip with his head raised.

Zhuang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and he gasped for a while, before realizing it belatedly: "Wait! Mr. Ying! That glass of wine..."

Ying Wugou was taken aback by Zhuang Yuan's sudden opening, and subconsciously took another big gulp of wine.

Zhuang Yuan: "..."

At this time, Ying Wugou also came to his senses, he paused for a moment, and looked down, he had already drank half of the glass of wine.

Zhuang Yuan laughed dryly and said, "Well, Mr. Ying, that glass of wine... seems to have been cheated."

Ying Wugou looked straight at the wine in his hand.

"Need me...do you call someone for you?" Zhuang Yuan didn't know what to think, and blurted out with a twitch of his brain.

"Can you call someone for me?" Ying Wugou looked up at Zhuang Yuan, and repeated Zhuang Yuan's words with a strange expression.

Zhuang Yuan bit his lips: "Or, do you need me...to avoid it?"

Ying Wugou looked at Zhuang Yuan with slightly cold eyes, and remained silent for a long time.

Zhuang Yuan didn't know what kind of medicine Ning Mengmeng was using. He also didn't know anything about those aphrodisiacs and aphrodisiacs. He didn't know how strong the medicine was. Will the individual explode and die if he vents, or is it simply unbearable heat?

Ying Wugou looked at Zhuang Yuan and said, "Come here."

Zhuang Yuan hesitated for a moment: "Otherwise, I will go to Ning Mengmeng now and ask her what medicine she took, and is there any antidote?"

Ying Wugou said with a dark face: "Then she knows I've been tricked? What if she takes the opportunity to sneak attack?"

Zhuang Yuan bit the bullet and said: "You can push her away, there is no reason why you, a grown man, can't push her away, unless your heart is actually voluntary."

Ying Wugou's face darkened even more: "Come here."

Zhuang Yuan not only didn't move forward, but subconsciously took a step back. Isn't this progress too fast?He's emotionally conservative!

Ying Wugou pursed his lips: "What are you hiding from? Come here."

Zhuang Yuan's brain twitched: "What if you... take the opportunity to attack me?"

Ying Wugou hooked the corners of his lips: "You can push me away, there is no reason why you can't push me away as a grown man, unless your heart is actually voluntary."

Zhuang Yuan: "..."

He slowly approached Ying Wugou, and he didn't dare to act rashly until he knew what Ying Wugou wanted to do.

It wasn't until he came in front of Ying Wugou that Ying Wugou lowered his eyes and said coldly: "I can't stand up anymore, help me to the room."

Zhuang Yuan: "?"

What kind of medicine did Ning Mengmeng give Ying Wugou?Anesthetics or perspiration?

He observed Ying Wugou at a close distance, and seeing that Ying Wugou didn't seem to have any other strange signs except for a slight flush on his cheeks, he breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched out his hand to help Ying Wugou up.

Who knew that Ying Wugou's legs seemed to be really weak, he lost his footing and fell over to Zhuang Yuan, pressing Zhuang Yuan on the piano.

The wine glass in Ying Wugou's hand slid down, and after a crisp sound, it shattered to the ground, and the red wine spilled out.

Zhuang Yuan's back slammed into the keys, causing this expensive piano to let out a dull and high-pitched cry——

Dangdang!

Fuck!If you break someone's piano, you will lose money!

Zhuang Yuan was startled, afraid that this piano was something priceless, and he would not be able to pay it back if he sold it, so he quickly raised his head, but his lips hit the corner of Ying Wugou's mouth.

Zhuang Yuan quickly turned his face away and left immediately.

Ying Wugou still lowered his eyes, looking at Zhuang Yuan below him flickeringly.

"This, this is a misunderstanding..." No, this is not the point!Zhuang Yuan's lips were knocked by Ying Wugou, and the pain made tears flow out. He glared at Ying Wugou with red eyes, "Get up!"

Ying Wugou lowered his eyes to look at Zhuang Yuan's slightly red eye sockets, his moist eyes, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "I can't get up."

Zhuang Yuan: "...I'll help you up!"

Zhuang Yuan took a deep breath, and tried hard to help Ying Wugou up, but halfway through, Ying Wugou couldn't stand upright again, and Zhuang Yuan fell down on the keyboard at the other end.

Dangdang!

"You... did you do it on purpose!"

Ying Wugou's face was neither red nor his heart beat: "I can't stand still."

Zhuang Yuan gritted his teeth, made a third attempt, and then——

Dangdang!

"Stop making trouble!" Zhuang Yuan couldn't help but glared at Ying Wugou.

Ying Wugou looked down at Zhuang Yuan. When Zhuang Yuan looked at people with his lower eyes, he was really innocent and pitiful, with a puffy look... like a puffer fish.

cute.

This time, Zhuang Yuan finally managed to help Ying Wugou up, but he was out of breath again, as if he had danced again, he helped Ying Wugou out of the room angrily.

Le Yichen arranged a room for Zhuang Yuan in the hot spring resort, but Ying Wugou didn't, because he was such a busy person, everyone subconsciously agreed that he would only come to show his face, and he would leave after a while. Forget about staying overnight.

Zhuang Yuan helped Ying Wugou to the room Le Yichen had arranged for him. As a friend of Luo Shao's little lover, he was assigned to a large and luxurious room by his relatives. tub.

The bathtub was unobstructed, and it was clearly there for a certain purpose, Zhuang Yuan couldn't help but take a second look, and after looking away, he found that Ying Wugou was also staring at the bathtub.

After a while, Ying Wugou looked away and asked Zhuang Yuan to help him into the room.

Zhuang Yuan threw Ying Wugou onto the big bed in the middle of the room, which was big enough to sleep four or five people. After taking a breath, he asked, "Boss Ying, do you have any other orders?"

Ying Wugou sat casually on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand and tore open the collar of his shirt, and undid the top button.

Zhuang Yuan subconsciously looked away, and his eyes drifted out of the window. At this time, the night was getting darker. In order to avoid wild thoughts, he began to sort out today's daily plan. He hasn't finished answering the daily questions today, and there is still a set of six-level real questions that he hasn't done yet. ...

Ying Wugou suddenly said, "I want to take back a word."

Zhuang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head: "What?"

"I want to take back what I just said." Ying Wugou looked straight at Zhuang Yuan, "No one else can match that cheongsam except Yun Zhengqing."

Only then did Zhuang Yuan come to his senses, but he didn't take it seriously at first, he had seen this kind of typical fan talk too much.

Ying Wugou's eyes were burning: "You look good in that cheongsam... very beautiful."

Zhuang Yuan: "Uh, thank you?"

Ying Wugou was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "When can I wear it again?"

Zhuang Yuan immediately refused: "No appointment, thank you."

Ying Wugou took a look at Zhuang Yuan, but he didn't force it. He saw Zhuang Yuan standing straight in front of him, with no intention of staying tonight. He endured and endured, and finally couldn't help asking: "Tonight... ...Do you want to stay?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was so hoarse.

Zhuang Yuan's heart skipped a beat, he endured and endured, and still refused: "I'm going back to memorize the vocabulary... Mr. Ying, as you know, I've returned to school, and I'm about to take the sixth grade exam."

Level six, level six, level six...Ying Wugou fell silent, obviously at first he thought that Zhuang Yuan's mouth was full of level six and his way of studying was different from others, but now why does he feel a little unhappy?

Ying Wugou's face turned cold: "Then you should hurry back and memorize vocabulary!"

Zhuang Yuan immediately went downhill: "Let's go now! Mr. Ying, you have a good rest! I'll go back to study first!"

Ying Wugou: "..."

Zhuang Yuan: "Then Mr. Ying, do you have any other orders?"

Ying Wugou sneered, "Close the door from the outside."

Zhuang Yuan: "Okay Mr. Ying, no problem Mr. Ying."

In the end, Zhuang Yuan didn't stay in the room that Le Yichen specially arranged for him, but he couldn't rush back to the dormitory, after all, it's the middle of the night and it's hard to get a taxi, so he randomly found an empty guest room.

Because all the rooms with good conditions have been allocated to the guests, only the rooms with poor conditions are left, so the condition of this room is very poor, with some air leaks from the windows, and the air conditioner is not working. The outdoor style in the mountains is extremely cold. It was just one night, shivering with cold.

Early the next morning, Zhuang Yuan, who had suffered from insomnia for most of the night, took a taxi back.

Zhuang Yuan returned to the dormitory, just got into the warm bed when he received a call from Le Yichen: "Fuck! It's over! It's over!"

Zhuang Yuan didn't sleep most of the night, and now he was so sleepy that he couldn't help but said in a daze, "What's wrong? Unexpected pregnancy?"

"If I can get pregnant, I would think so! At that time, we will be forced to marry into a wealthy family, and Mrs. Rong Shengkuo will be around the corner!" Le Yichen suddenly yelled, "That's not the point! The point is that Yuan Yuan is going to die!"

"Me? Us? Me and you?" Zhuang Yuan looked confused.

"Young Master Luo and I!"

Zhuang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, don't worry."

"...Don't try to separate the relationship! This matter is all because of you!" Le Yichen screamed, "I thought you were staying in your room, and I wanted to give you a surprise! So today a big Earlier, I found a hunk for you, and let the hunk come to your bedside to dance a striptease for you! What the hell! How could the person sleeping on your bed be Young Master Ying! That Young Master Ying!!!”

Zhuang Yuan: "..."

"Fuck! Why is Ying Shao in your room! Then where are you?!" Le Yichen was devastated, "That hunk didn't know Ying Shao at all, and he thought Ying Shao was you. After doing a striptease, Ying Shao didn't want to get up, and punched that hunk until his nose was broken! Nosebleeds soared to the ceiling!"

Zhuang Yuan: "..."

"Ying Shao who just woke up is too scary! I suspect I saw Godzilla running away! Why is Ying Shao in your room after all! What happened last night!"

Zhuang Yuan: "It's a long story..."

Le Yichen sobbed and cried: "Young Master Ying now knows that I'm the culprit. It's over. I'm about to be banned by cold storage. My acting career has just begun, and it will end before it's brilliant. Woooooo... "

Zhuang Yuan endured and endured, endured and endured, and finally couldn't help asking: "So why on earth did you find a hunk to do a striptease beside my bed?!"

Le Yichen was very aggrieved: "To celebrate your successful audition! That's Xie Peihong's movie! That Xie Peihong! That great director Xie Peihong! And your first film is the big screen, so high Isn't such a good start worth celebrating?!"

Zhuang Yuan: "... Celebration can be celebrated, of course it can be celebrated, but why is it a macho striptease?"

Le Yichen felt aggrieved: "Didn't you like watching striptease videos of macho men before? You even saved several of them!"

Zhuang Yuan's temples twitched, and he suddenly woke up. The original owner actually likes to watch videos of macho striptease?Could it be that the original owner is also a crook?

"Hmph, you used to always say that you are a straight man, but you are also a star fan and love to watch macho striptease, what kind of straight man are you!" Le Yichen became more and more aggrieved, "I will find you a handsome and wealthy benefactor , It’s fine if you dislike me, I’ll find you a hunk to dance a striptease, and you dislike me again! Yuanyuan, you’ve changed! You don’t love me any more!”

Zhuang Yuan came to his senses completely, and he quickly said, "No! I just... just like to watch it online, but I can't accept it all of a sudden in reality. You are fine, of course I love you."

"Forget it, forget it, it's really too reckless for me to do this, but Young Master Ying..." Le Yichen's tone softened, "Oh! Young Master Ying hated this kind of thing in the first place. Two heads and four big!"

"Don't worry, I'll go to him and explain." Zhuang Yuan sighed.

"Wait, you haven't explained why Ying Shao is in your room!" Le Yichen shouted.

Zhuang Yuan had no choice but to tell what happened yesterday, but omitted the "dang dang dang" details in the piano room. After listening to it, Le Yichen clicked his tongue: "That Ning Mengmeng really has no brains, but she just ran to touch it. Young Mold, tsk tsk, just wait and see, how much water got into her mind yesterday, and how many tears she will shed afterwards!"

After Zhuang Yuan hung up the phone, he suppressed his drowsiness and sent Ying Wugou a WeChat message explaining the cause and effect.

He originally thought that Ying Wugou would be very busy in the morning, but he didn't expect the other party to reply quickly: ...that hunk is looking for you?

Zhuang Yuan: It's just a striptease, nothing else.

Ying Wugou: Just?That's all?

Zhuang Yuan: Just appreciate art, striptease is also a kind of dance art.

Ying Wugou: Did you often admire before?

Zhuang Yuan: Of course not!Mr. Ying, please don't blame my friend, he just wanted to celebrate my successful audition, he didn't know that the person in my room was you.

Zhuang Yuan decided to pretend not to know that the original owner had collected a lot of striptease videos of macho men.

At this moment, Ying Wugou suddenly changed the topic: On that day, he asked you to come here?

It took Zhuang Yuan two seconds to realize that Ying Wugou was talking about the day they first met.

Zhuang Yuan: Yes, it is him.

Ying Wugou: ...

Yingwugou: This is not an example.

Zhuang Yuan was stunned for a moment, Ying Wugou meant that this matter has changed?

He quickly patted his chest and promised: There will never be a next time, he has learned his lesson.

Ying Wugou: Next time he asks you to go to a similar occasion, don't go.

Zhuang Yuan: Of course, I didn't know that time, otherwise I wouldn't have gone.

Ying Wugou: ...

Ying Wugou: I'm going to work.

Zhuang Yuan: Mr. Ying, go get busy!

Zhuang Yuan felt that his tone was a bit pushy, so he planned to send an emoji to pass the test, but accidentally slipped his hands and sent an emoji of "Why do you talk to me every day, do you want to sleep with me?"

Ying Wugou: I want to.

Zhuang Yuan: [Zhuang Yuan withdrew a message]

Ying Wugou: [Ying Wugou withdrew a message]

"..."

The atmosphere seemed to be getting a little gay and awkward.

Zhuang Yuan silently found the emoticon package he originally wanted to send, and clicked to send.

Zhuang Yuan: 【Come on!You are the best jg]

However, Ying Wugou did not reply.

Zhuang Yuan waited for half an hour before putting down his phone, and fell asleep in melancholy.