Director, I know your secret

Zhang He smiled in satisfaction, and did not return to Peng Yan's question. He got up and fiddled with his slightly wrinkled cotton pants, and went back to his bed with ease, "It's better for me to know the plan. You just need to cooperate with me. Just follow my pace."

Peng Yan was a little depressed, this feeling of being led by the nose could not be endured again, "No, you should give me information anyway, are you asking me to help, or are you playing me like a grandson?"

Zhang He smiled and comforted him: "Brother Yan'er, don't worry, I will never cheat you. If something really dissatisfies you, you can beat me up at worst, just like you did when you were a child."

Peng Yan snorted, "Wolves eat meat everywhere, and calves get beaten everywhere."

Zhang He laughed but said nothing.

This abnormal behavior made Peng Yan very suspicious. He crossed his arms and looked at Zhang He intriguingly. Shang Biao, who seems to be a fool, is actually full of bad things, but a little...unfathomable? !

Zhang He put on his shoes and leaned over with a cheap smile, "Yan'er, are you afraid? When you beat me up when you were young, you weren't so cowardly?"

Peng Yan raised his eyebrows on the right side suddenly, and a ruffian smirk slowly spread on the corner of his mouth, revealing a deep prickly dimple, squinting at Zhang He, "Zhang He, you have learned a lot about the art of war. , Just now the pear blossom brought the rain a bitter trick, and now it's a drastic trick again, you!"

Zhang He touched his nose and laughed.

Peng Yan jumped out of bed, packed the beer and some seafood snacks bought yesterday, and prepared to go to the beach to eat later, he taunted, "How does it feel to be raped all night?"

Zhang He sat on the edge of the bed, with his legs crossed, his chin resting on his hands, and his waist slightly bent to reveal the "swimming ring" on his stomach. He thought for a while, and answered seriously: "It hurts so much, it's like my ass is on fire."

Peng Yan was taken aback by Zhang He's confession, and then burst out laughing, tears streaming down his face, and then slowly restrained himself under Zhang He's dissatisfied eyes.

"Oh, what a painful realization!" Peng Yan sang such a sentence in response to the situation, and Tiaoer ran to grandma's house, and then laughed endlessly.

Zhang He's face turned dark.

During the assembly, An Zhenyuan came over and offered to help Peng Yan carry things, but Peng Yan refused with a smile on his face, "Hey, Director, I don't bother you."

Peng Yan looked at Si Yu through An Zhenyuan's shoulder, and said without hesitation: "The police officer has brought so much water, director, hurry up and help."

Hearing the sound, An Zhenyuan looked at Peng Yan meaningfully, "Are you still angry?"

Peng Yan curled his lips and did not answer, Ren An Zhenyuan carried the things over, Zhang He appeared out of nowhere, tugged at his T-shirt, held his hand coquettishly and said, "Brother Yan, help me Do me a favor, my lung capacity is not as big as yours, help me blow the swimming ring."

An Zhenyuan's face changed instantly, and Si Yu frowned slightly.

After leaving the sight of the two, Peng Yan shook off Zhang He and rubbed the goosebumps on his body, "Damn it, you are the best screenwriter right? Why are you blowing swimming rings? You already have it in your stomach. Are you touching me? Stop holding my hand in the future."

"Being angry, acting, acting." Zhang He gestured his hands, and comforted Peng Yan with an apologetic smile.

"speak politely."

"Do not be angry."

Zhang He has a baby face, white and tender. When he smiles, his eyes are crooked, like crescent moons, and his mouth is small. He doesn't look like an older youth at all.

Peng Yan glanced at Zhang He, didn't care about it any more, and didn't mention this matter.

The afternoon's itinerary was to go swimming at the beach. The group of people rushed to the beach very excitedly. Peng Yan didn't have much interest in swimming and diving, not to mention Mr. Bao. The key point was that there were too many people on the beach, and they all jumped into the water like dumplings .

Passing by a street stall, An Zhenyuan patted him on the shoulder, telling him to wait, Zhang He was picking out swimming trunks.

Peng Yan was very puzzled, Zhang He is obviously a local tyrant, okay, so picking out public swimming trunks on the side of the road with such a big fanfare really fits his character of spending money like money.

Of course, Peng Yan didn't know that Zhang He bought a pair of high-end swimming trunks in Yancheng, but he forgot to take them, and only remembered the few bags of oranges and apples that were specially provided.

Peng Yan thought it was too hot, so he hid in the shade and watched Zhang He Zuo sort through one after another to see which one was not pleasing to the eye, probably because it was difficult to find the size.Si Yu, who was standing behind him, stared at Zhang He's back with an incomprehensible gaze.

Peng Yanyao nodded, feeling a little helpless, he was not afraid of being tricked by him, but just thought that Zhang He might be... tempted.

He thought for a while, looking at the sky at 45 degrees, maybe he was cheated out of his feelings?hehe.

His current state of mind is: eat, drink, don't worry about things.

I have experienced strong winds and waves, are you still afraid of capsizing in this gutter?

After the incidents after the college entrance examination, Peng Yan was silent for a long time. He once locked himself in his mother's room for several days. Later, if Zou Long hadn't climbed over the wall, he might have died of dehydration.

At that time, Zou Long's eyelids were red with anger, he punched Peng Yan with all his might, and yelled at him, tired of cursing, Zou Long said at that time, "There are only two things for a person to come into this world. , one lives, one dies, one thing you've done, what the hell are you worrying about the other?"

"What are you thinking about?" An Zhenyuan said in Peng Yan's ear, his voice was very soft, a little doting.

"Huh?" Peng Yan was taken aback, stopped recalling, glanced at An Zhenyuan, and said flatly, "Nothing."

An Zhenyuan lowered his head and tickled the corners of his mouth, put down his handbag, took out the cigarette case, took out a cigarette, and held it up to Peng Yan's eyes, "One?"

Peng Yan took out one, and An Zhenyuan struck the lighter twice before lighting it for him first. Then he clasped the young man's neck with five fingers and pulled towards him, pushing his unlit cigarette towards him.

An Zhenyuan took a puff of cigarette, smiled wildly, his eyes were filled with desire and picking beans, "Excuse me."

Peng Yan almost couldn't hold the cigarette in his mouth, he choked on the cigarette as soon as he opened his mouth, he lowered his voice, "You, you are lacking in mind, you are in broad daylight."

An Zhenyuan smiled brightly, held the cigarette between his slender fingers, and gently exhaled a smoke ring.

Peng Yan glanced around, just in time to meet Zhang He's teasing smile and Si Yu's expressionless face, he turned his head and gave An Zhenyuan a look, and spit out the smoke from his mouth.

"Waste." An Zhenyuan rubbed Peng Yan's hair.

"Pull it down. The environment in Qingcheng is so good, and smoking pollutes the air index. Are you sorry?" Peng Yan licked the soles of his shoes and kicked the crushed cigarettes to the side of the trash can.

"I know you're jealous," An Zhenyuan kept putting his arm on Peng Yan's shoulder, "I'm just letting others know that I belong to you."

Peng Yan rolled his eyes and thought: Director, do you think you have watched too many TV dramas, can you be more sour?

"You belong to yourself." Peng Yan threw off An Zhenyuan's arm, rushed to Zhang He angrily, raised his leg and lightly kicked his shoe, "Hurry up, I'll wait for you, that one will do. Put this down, you're not so fat, okay!"

Zhang He pouted, with an expression of "I didn't recruit you, what are you doing to me?" He picked up a pair of dark blue swimming trunks resentfully, stood up and handed it to the boss, "That's it, how much is it?" ?”

"Twenty dollars."

Just as Zhang He put his hands in his pockets, Si Yu had already handed over the money to the boss, "I happen to have 20."

Zhang He took the bag without looking at Si Yu, and muttered in a low voice, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Peng Yan stood barefoot on the sand, feeling the temperature from the soles of his feet. In the distance were bustling crowds, handsome men and women, old people and children, all in colorful swimsuits. fishing boats, and a few lonely islands.

The sea water rushed up with sand and shellfish, and swept across Peng Yan's feet. He felt a bit of coolness, and green seaweed hung on his feet after stepping back.He picked it up, it was sticky and fishy.

The changing room is 15 yuan per person, a ticket, which can provide clean hot water and a cabinet for storing clothes. An Zhenyuan paid the money. Zhang He and Si Yu were talking, passing by them, and pulled Peng Yan from a distance to come to him. He whispered in his ear, "Take off your clothes quickly, put on your swimming trunks and go swimming."

Peng Yan was already somewhat immune, and his face was only slightly red at this moment. He didn't intend to go into the sea at first, but An Zhenyuan kept teasing him, and he got a little angry. !

"Together?" Peng Yan approached An Zhenyuan and poked his chest with his index finger.

"Of course together."

Peng Yan's clothes are easy to take off, a T-shirt, a pair of shorts, and the underwear is left after two or three strips, while An Zhenyuan unbuttons the polo shirt slowly, staring deeply at the young man's clean and thin back .

Ma Fei and Liu Gang had already changed, and they came out of the changing room inside. The two giggled and gestured at their poor muscles. When they passed by An Zhenyuan, they said hello and went out. too calm.

Peng Yan bent down, took off his underwear, and put on dark swimming trunks. Because he often dances, his lines are very smooth and graceful, and the butterfly bones between his thighs are even more sexually...provocative.

An Zhenyuan took off his shirt, and untied the belt with trembling hands. At this moment, Peng Yan hooked the elastic band of his swimming trunks and turned to smile at him. The smile was a bit wicked, a bit seductive.

"Pa" Peng Yan let go, and the elastic band hit his firm belly, "Hey, Director, haven't you finished taking it off yet? I'm fine."

An Zhenyuan remained silent, his eyes fixed on the young man in front of him.

Peng Yan licked his teeth, met the other person's gaze and approached step by step, opened and closed his lips, and said bewitchingly: "Would you like to help, little friend Xiaoshan?"