Still warm

Before Zhuang Du asked someone for an explanation, Zhao Yiming first came to the door to plead guilty.

He sat on the maroon leather swivel chair in the office, raised his hand to put out the cigarette in his hand, and looked at his brother whom he hadn't seen for a long time: "Even Xiaohe broke up with me at the beginning... I never used such a dirty trick." What's the point of making things difficult for others."

"Sorry brother," the other party didn't seem to regret it, "this matter was a misunderstanding."

Zhuang Du frowned.Over the years, Zhao Yiming has been tainted with a lot of luxury and money abroad, and theoretically it is not his cousin's turn to discipline, but people who touch him should be shocked: "...Give me a green hat as soon as I return to China, this is a great gift bro I can't bear it."

"I originally invited his friends for a drink. I wanted to make friends with Wen Ling..."

Zhuang Du frowned even tighter, "Wen Ling has a boyfriend."

"...If I don't have a partner, I have countless competitors." Zhao Yiming looked determined to win, as if he was talking about the most eye-catching artwork at the auction, "Since he already has a boyfriend, I just want to There's only one competitor left."

Zhuang Du was noncommittal, and persuaded out of his elder brother's obligation: "Then compete openly and aboveboard, and don't lose face."

Zhao Yiming laughed with a bit of frivolity, maybe because of his good looks, he was not annoying: "This is also a misunderstanding... It's just a stupid thing others did to please me."

One stupid thing after another, it made Zhuang Du complete.

When I took Xiao He to play at night, I ran into Pei Hua. The opponent was concentrating on competing with the most powerful master here. Zhuang Du didn't bother him, and just watched from the sidelines after placing a bet.

Xiao He was a little dissatisfied, and his chest was full of anger, but he didn't show it, he just frowned slightly.When the competition reached a fierce stage, Pei Hua seemed to be at a disadvantage, and the benefactor was not worried and only focused on flirting. He finally couldn't help but say, "Your little lover is going to lose."

Mr. Zhuang didn't take it seriously, "It's just for fun...he earned me a lot of face, and it doesn't matter if I lose once."

The next moment the situation turned around, and Pei Hua made a beautiful hole-in-one, which amazed many people present.He came over to say hello to the benefactor, with affection in his eyes: "...I thought Mr. Zhuang would not come to see me play."

Zhuang Du nodded, "Today's performance was also very good, and I won money again. How does the new manager treat you?"

"Very good, what Mr. Zhuang gave is very good." He glanced at the people around the patron, feeling a little jealous, "...Mr. Xiao's skills must be better."

Hearing these words, Xiao He suddenly became concerned, but Zhuang Du wanted to go against his will, "Xiao He is not as good as you..."

When sending the man home, Zhuang Du followed, and after a little trickery, he entered the door. The other party suddenly lost his temper, "You did this to sleep with me, why bother? Most of them are beautiful and playful." Xiao Xianrou is waiting in line to get into your bed..."

Mr. Jin Zhu felt a little wronged. Recently, he was seriously in love with Xiao He, and he had to consider whether his lover was willing or not before kissing. Why did he have such an image in the eyes of the other party?

"You..." He unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, "Is it obvious that I am dissatisfied with desire?"

He thought that he had restrained himself a lot compared to before.

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It's rare to see each other's frank sides, Zhuang Du always beat around the bush when speaking, Xiao He also hides half of his temperament, and doesn't know how to respond for a while.

He felt that confrontation was meaningless, and he didn't care what Zhuang Du wanted, and his ups and downs were really uncomfortable, so he simply opened the refrigerator and took a beer and drank it in a muffled voice.Zhuang Du took the bottle in his hand and stopped him aloud: "Drinking iced things hurts your stomach, you can't stand it."

"... I can't stand being sad with you, can I stop here... that's it."

Zhuang Du clenched his hand, "I can't."

Caught by the wrist, Xiao He didn't even have the thought of struggling, "The appearance you liked before was all the performance I liked for you, and the vase carved to cater to you, filled with innocent and overwhelming dreams... Now this I woke up from the dream, I can't continue to act, and I can't tolerate everything like before. I hate the way you hold me in your hands with confidence, and I hate the way you use emotional coaxing to test me..."

Zhuang Du's Adam's Apple rolled up and down as he swallowed... His Xiao He used the word "hate" to him.

Xiao He's words seemed to be self-deprecating, "What are you trying to figure out, I'm already... useless."

His eyes were sharp but he was afraid of hurting the other party, his complex emotions fermented into the worst taste, his lips and teeth were sour, "I wish...you have something for me."

"..." The other party's lips moved, but he didn't speak.

It was difficult for him to restrain his urge to kiss, so he did so. Xiao He didn't refuse, as if trying to suppress himself.But Zhuang Du would not stop there, as long as the opponent showed signs of loosening, he would attack as quickly as a cheetah... He never did impulsive and stubborn things, but this time he couldn't calm down, he couldn't accept his heavy loss.

He has already given up a heart to go in, what else should he pay to get what he wants?

"Xiaohe, I can't let you go...you took my heart, and it's not the same when you come back now, you have to be responsible..."

Xiao He originally wanted to argue with him, but he didn't know that the touch made him feel bad, he began to resist, but Zhuang Du hugged him even tighter, "You admit that my skills are not as good as others, so you don't need me! "

"You're not as good as Pei Hua," Zhuang Du paused, "...I thought you wouldn't hit that."

"You know that's not what I'm talking about!"

But the benefactor licked his earlobe desperately, "I haven't tried anything else, so I can't compare."

"……how is this possible."

"You never believed me, and you never believed what I said," Zhuang Du sighed, and did nothing, just wrapped him in his arms, "I like you...I love you."

Xiaohe didn't answer his words, but wrapped his arms around his back against his will, as if waiting for something... How could Zhuang Du not understand what he wanted.When the two got their wish, he kissed his eyes and said "I love you", and Xiao He really only responded honestly with his body.

"Say you love me, Xiaohe." Zhuang Du had lost his pride, and used obscene means to force the other party to confess, forcing him to say what he wanted to hear the most, "...Say you love me."

Xiao He's body was flushed red, and her whole face was full of lust, yet she still could not listen to him, so he just yelled... "Love you... ah! You said you loved me... yes, yes Toss me at this time..."

It doesn't matter who is tossing and who is not sure. Mr. Jin Zhu was too excited, and he was a little annoyed that he ended it hastily. He started to act again with the aftertaste of pleasure, and set off a new round of passion.

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Wen Ling's villain and Yu Ning's movie came out to meet everyone at almost the same time. Wen Ling each posted a Weibo on the day it went live, and reposted it on Yu Ning's account openly, with false promotional words, and the actor himself watched it. Can't help laughing.

“@宇宁: It’s a very worthwhile story, a villain created by someone with love, don’t miss it when you pass by [望望][望望][望望]//@文陵学习: Are you ready for a new role?[ It's not easy][It's not easy][It's not easy][Video link]"

"What can you get for bullying me": "Meow meow, is this also an advertisement, boss?"

"Which brain hole to write in the next book": "This tone is more like our family's Wen Ling... The source client of Weibo is different from the usual one, and Wen Ling uses this [laughing without speaking][laughing without speaking] [laughs without speaking]"

"Why haven't I written 20 words yet?": "Has the business not ended yet [curse] [curse] [curse] All the movies are released brother!"

"What kind of author is the day gone?": "Please continue!!! I can stand it!! This kind of dark sugar is as sour and refreshing as ever!"

"The flag I set up myself": "Wen Ling put down Yu Ning's cell phone, you have ruined your aloof image of a movie king [doge][doge][doge]"

Recently, Wen Ling has been receiving gifts from the same fan to the company. The other party did not leave a name. They are all paintings and woodcuts, and the people on them are all Wen Ling.

Some of his fans can draw, some can write articles, and some can make videos, but few can reach this level.The brushwork of the painting is very special, each stroke is drawn very meticulously, presumably a lot of effort has been put into it, there are one or two paintings that he likes quite a bit, and Yu Ning also likes them.

When the ratings broke 1, Wen Ling posted a Weibo, and took a picture of his favorite, especially thanking this caring fan.On the way home from work at night, he was planning how to celebrate Yu Ning's birthday when he suddenly received a call from a stranger.

"...I am Wen Ling."

"I'm very happy that you like my paintings," the other party's voice sounded familiar, "... arrogant and rude painter, I hope you haven't forgotten me."

Being able to get his private number must have a lot of background, and I don't know where the news leaked, "Thank you for the gift, I didn't expect you to become my fan so quickly."

The other party's tone was apologetic, "I was the one who offended you at the time...but your charm is too great, enough to make me fall in love at first sight, you are the most perfect creation of God."

Even though Wen Ling was used to hearing all kinds of confessions from fans, he couldn't stand such flattering words, "...Thank you for your liking."

"Don't say thank you to me. You deserve to be liked by others. My name is Zhao Yiming... I hope we can meet again in the future."

Wen Ling felt a little bored when he heard it. The successive incidents of illegitimate meals left him with a psychological shadow. The fans got too close and he subconsciously wanted to refuse: "My schedule is relatively full, so I probably don't have much time..."

"Did you go on vacation with your boyfriend last time?"

This sentence raised his heart in an instant. It was not yet ripe for him and Yu Ning to disclose the matter: "No, they are very good friends."

Zhao Yiming smiled lowly, "I just want to be friends like...Wen Ling."