Pass oranges to the film king [Entertainment]

"Wind chimes... what wind chimes, what wind chimes?" Lin Chen wanted to make a joke to cover up his panic, "How could the wind chimes be green?"

Xia Ting thought the joke was not funny, "What are you talking about?"

"The wind chime has always only made melodious sounds," Lin Chen sighed, "It won't lie, right."

"That's right...you're happy." Xia Ting felt sorry for him, and hung up the phone knowingly before blaming her for Lin Chen's lack of thinking.

Holding the phone, Lin Chen looked like a frost-beaten eggplant, withered and wilted.

Someone chased Feng Ling, and someone chased him from Xiaogong... It shows that he is very attractive, anyway, Feng Ling loves himself deeply and won't care about others.So why is he angry?What made him angry was that Feng Ling kept this matter from him and didn't tell him, alas, he wasn't right, he himself was teased by Tang Jiaojiao and didn't tell Feng Ling... So what the hell is he angry about!

Tired, people in love have negative IQs, there's nothing wrong with that.

Sleeping, I don't want to love anyone.

Feng Ling returned to the hotel, changed his shoes at the entrance, and called him baby a few times but got no response.Almost thinking that the other party was terminally ill and dying, he ran to the bedroom at the speed of light, and saw Lin Chen's quilt slipped on the carpet, lying on his back in a strange posture, with his hands crossed flat on his chest, his legs straightened, Eyes closed, smiling.

The one who has this sleeping position is a great man who has done great things, and the other is the dead when he is encoffined.

See you in a while, his little one is... this is...

Feng Ling slowed down, walked over step by step, held his breath, and tested his breath.

Lin Chen's body moved slightly, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he jumped up reflexively, "Fuck, you are too scary!"

Feng Ling was confused, "Why am I so scary, you are the one who is so scary! You didn't move at all like a dead body."

"You didn't take off your makeup!" Lin Chen was sleeping soundly, but when he opened his eyes, he saw the other person's face, and the complicated and terrified eyes, not to mention how scary.

Feng Ling remembered that this night scene was filmed for a long time. It was a fighting scene, and his face had to be painted. The makeup artist applied tons of red and black paint on him. It was almost eleven o'clock after the filming was over.But the makeup artist forgot to bring cleansing oil, and only gave him a bottle of cleansing water with weak cleaning power.

Feng Ling had a sick number in his heart, so he didn't pick and choose. He hurried back to the hotel without looking in the mirror. The night was dark and no one paid attention to him, but he entered the hotel room and managed to scare him. Lin Chen.

Lin Chen whimpered like a frightened little animal, "God, go wash your face, please, I'm really afraid of blood and bruises, wow, I'm dizzy with blood, why are you so ugly...Woo, what are you doing? Excuse me, I don't want it, Ya Die......"

Feng Ling just pulled his ankle and lifted him up, "I'm ugly, aren't I?"

"...Yeah, I'm crying because of you, okay?" Even though Lin Chen said that, he hooked his hands on his neck, rubbed his chest, and ordered ferociously, "Hurry up and make yourself ugly, you'd better be as ugly as possible." No one wants it!"

"..." Feng Ling really wanted to gag him.

"I'm the only one who reluctantly asks you." Lin Chen said, feeling aggrieved, "You won't be seducing people everywhere... Uh, am I being so bad, so bad?"

Feng Ling didn't speak.

Lin Chen seemed to realize that he had gone too far, and was eager to get back to seriousness, "Then what... I have cleansing oil in my storage box. The new one is unopened, and it's enough for you."

"Cry, keep crying," Feng Ling said suddenly, "Crying so vividly, it seems that he only likes my face."

"No." Lin Chen quickly stood up, "I still like your legs."

"Oh?" Feng Ling stretched out his long legs, "Do you want to swing on it?"

Lin Chen was very happy, but he was afraid that it would be overwhelmed. He was not Zhao Feiyan who was as light as a swallow.He lowered his head aggrieved, "Why do you look good everywhere! Apart from your face, there are still all the parts of your body, I really want to cover you with a cloth..."

It is impossible to hide it, and it is impossible in this life. Mr. Feng Ling understands his thoughts very well, and takes him to the greatest extent to experience the supreme experience of owning these parts at close range.Finally, when Lin Chen collapsed on the bed out of breath, he was still murmuring, "So angry... seductive... goblin..."

Finally, Feng Ling took off his makeup seriously, looked at his charming face in the mirror, thought of Lin Chen's nympho and annoyed expression, and smiled.Picking up the phone and unlocking the screen, to the last text message from Ruan Wen, "May I have the honor to invite you to Italian dinner at noon tomorrow?", and replied, "OK."

Lin Chen was about to fall asleep again. Because he was sick and took medicine, his energy became more and more scarce, and his sleep became more and more frequent. After Feng Ling came out of the bathroom, he said sleepily, "Who are you with... ..."

Feng Ling slipped on the bed, leaned close to his ear and listened carefully, "What?"

"Who are you with, with whom...?"

"Fool, follow you."