Pass oranges to the film king [Entertainment]

Zhao Ziqi was stunned, and suddenly pressed his shoulder, "To be honest, do you miss me?"

"Ah?" Another nonsensical sentence, Lin Chen punched him with a dry smile, "Are you okay today?"

"I have something to do," Zhao Ziqi said seriously, "I came back today just to tell you..."

Lin Chen was a little flustered, and a ten-level alarm immediately sounded in his head, "Oh, I forgot to turn off the gas in my house." He wanted to run away.

"..." Zhao Ziqi, "Come back, will your house still be closed?"

"He's out of his mind, what to do in case of gas poisoning, besides, it's late now, if you have any deep brotherhood, you can leave it to the company tomorrow, ah... I'm going back." Lin Chen didn't dare to stay on Zhao Ziqi's body, panicked In a panic, he hurriedly opened the door and rushed downstairs.

If he didn't know that Zhao Ziqi was a straight man and had a relationship with his first love girlfriend before, Lin Chen would be really afraid that the next sentence would be out of tune.

But the scene just now was really timid, and he was very scared when he thought about it. He walked down the stairs with his hands and feet, and came to the side of the car, his heart was pounding.

"What are you calling at night?!" Lin Chen saw the caller ID, pressed answer, and yelled fiercely at the other end of the phone.

"My lord, are you back? Lonely...empty...cold..." Feng Ling's weak voice sounded like a ghost.Weak, helpless, pitiful.

"...Can you talk properly!" Lin Chen felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard his numb voice, and said angrily, "Why don't you go to bed so late?"

"Can't sleep." The other party's voice finally became normal.

"What's the use of calling if you can't sleep? You're still counting on me to coax you to sleep on the phone?! No way!" Lin Chen couldn't hold back his temper as soon as he got angry, and shouted loudly.When he realized his gaffe, he restrained himself a little, "Hang up the phone and sleep with you."

Feng Ling was silent for a few seconds, then said angrily, "Don't sleep, if you don't come back, I will go out to find you."

"... I am afraid of you," Lin Chen was helpless, with a lot of movements in his hand. Starting the car and driving away from the community quickly. "I am also going to go back. After half an hour, you can get home. run."

"Are you worried about me too?" Feng Ling secretly delighted.

"...cough, I mean, if you get lost in a city as big as Beijing, and you are a black household, and you can't call the police, where can I go to find you?"

"Understood, you still care about me." Feng Ling's tone was flattering, "Be careful on the road, don't drive too fast, I waited for four hours, it doesn't matter if I wait another half an hour."

When will the guy with a head full of water poke and care about him secretly? Lin Chen put on the Bluetooth headset and switched from driving with one hand to driving with both hands to reduce the possibility of danger. "Okay, can you hear clearly now?"

"Yes." Feng Ling said.

"That's how it is. Let's chat for a while. Whenever you feel sleepy, hang up the phone. Staying up late is not good for your health." Lin Chen said.

"I'm not sleepy, I can keep talking until you get home safely." Feng Ling said, "Prevent fatigue driving."

"..." Lin Chen was a little moved.

Feng Ling may have really waited for him for four hours, worried about his safety all the time and sincerely, and made several calls to confirm his whereabouts.

But he lost his temper at the other party twice, and to be honest, he was a little bit sorry.

Lin Chen actually didn't understand Feng Ling's character. From the evil, charming, domineering and domineering at the first meeting, to the later selling miserables and hugging his thighs for adoption, and then to the clingy spirit later, the span is staggering.I wonder if Feng Ling's ability to adapt to the environment is too strong?It was his own education and admonition that made Feng Ling change.

No matter what it is, Lin Chen feels that it is an indisputable fact that the relationship between the two is getting closer.

Late at night, Beijing, like most northern cities, is cold and desolate, and the few sparse vehicles illuminated by the bleak moonlight are even more lonely.

Lin Chen looked at the indicator light that turned green, and listened to Feng Ling's gentle voice in the earphones, and suddenly felt relieved. In this huge city, there was a light that was on for him, and someone was waiting for him to go home.

This feeling is unprecedented.

Lin Chen arrived at the complex, parked the car, went upstairs with the key, and opened the door, but it was dark and there was no warm little lamp left for him as imagined.

Come on, the book is full of lies.The vision is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Lin Chen stood there thoughtfully for a moment, then turned on the light at the entrance, and was about to bend over to change his shoes, when suddenly a shadow came out from behind the door and hugged him, "You're back!"

Lin Chen was immobilized and could not move, "Are you sick and hiding behind the door is scary?"

"You have the medicine." Feng Ling didn't let go of his intentions, and dragged him into the bedroom like Siamese twins, "You are the antidote, sleep with me tonight."

Lin Chen's accumulative feelings of goodwill and guilt towards Feng Ling disappeared without a trace, and he said expressionlessly, "What do you want to do?"

"Being a real blow-up doll should do the duty."

"Come on! You are no longer a doll!" Lin Chen tried to turn over and sit up, but failed, so he turned his head away, his ears were slightly red, "And I don't fucking want to fuck you."

"Since you don't want to fuck me, then I'll do what I can to fight back?" Feng Ling blinked and pressed close to his right ear, "I heard it's not bad."

"..." This is not a question of who gets on and who gets off at all, it's a question of how the topic went astray to the bed... "Wait a minute, why are you crazy, go back to your bedroom."

"Hmph, I'm going to be here." Feng Ling rubbed his neck and said coquettishly, "You lied to me, you have to make it up to me."

"What did I lie to you?" Lin Chen's throat tightened.

"I searched the itinerary of Mr. Wu Yanzu on my mobile phone just now. He is filming a movie in Hollywood, USA." Feng Ling said confidently, "It's not that he is having dinner with you at all."

"...Yes, I was so annoyed by your asking questions, so I made up an excuse." Lin Chen pushed him, but didn't push him away. "Hurry up and get up."

"No, who are you with?" Feng Ling refused to let go, and looked at him firmly, "I will kiss you if you don't speak."

"...Your sister," Lin Chen's blood surged up, his cheeks flushed.

"I don't have a sister." Feng Ling rushed ahead of him and said, "I don't have a master either."

Lin Chen felt that we should talk about it calmly. Being in such a posture (posture) is not an option, "Zhao Ziqi, an artist from our company, returned to Beijing today, and his flight was delayed for two hours. I accompanied him to dinner and sent him home. Only rushing back, there was no delay in the middle."

After hearing this, Feng Ling's expression softened a lot, and he touched his face, "Is Zhao Ziqi very red? Sure enough, you didn't drink, but if you come home too late, I will be worried. Don't do this next time."

"...Well, Hong." Lin Chen felt the pressure on his body lessened, and tried to break away from him, "Go to sleep, it's so late, your Doraemon is still waiting for you."

"Today I want the gold master to have a mouthful." Feng Ling got off him and pressed his shoulders facing each other, "The gold master is fragrant and soft, much easier to hug than that flat civet cat."

"...Pfft." Lin Chen said bluntly, "No, are you out of your mind again? Don't forget what you said, and abide by the principles." If the other party turns against the customer, he feels that this family is really helpless After staying there, Feng Ling messed it up after only a few days.

"But you didn't tell me the truth." Feng Ling said aggrievedly.

Lin Chen was helpless: Feng Ling turned out to be a villain who loves to hold grudges.

"I just lay down and didn't move around. I didn't touch around." Feng Ling said sincerely and cautiously.

"??" With the familiar lines and routines, Lin Chen accidentally made up a lot of inappropriate scenes, "The devil will believe you!"

"Really, good Lord, are you tired now, are you sleepy?" Feng Ling coaxed, "We each sleep in half of the bed, the boundary between Chu and Han, I promise to be honest, I will get up tomorrow morning and make you a double-skin milk sandwich .”

Lin Chen didn't resist Shuangpi Nai's temptation, nor did he resist the surging sense of exhaustion. He simply closed his eyes, turned his back silently, and didn't bother to move or talk.

Feng Ling looked at his back, smiled in the dark, and communicated with brain waves, "Zhou Song, look at brother, it doesn't take much effort."

"Great lieutenant, you are enough to endure humiliation, I admire you." A small voice came.

"That is, adapt to the situation and prescribe the right medicine."

The author has something to say: an atypical showbiz article, actor is not born to be an actor, but a history of the struggle of little people.

Gong is ambitious but not scumbag.

In the early stage, I was not so cool, I just played around and drove the little train a few times by the way.

The plot is biased, and the emotional drama is slow, but sometimes it runs like a wild horse.