Early autumn still retains some residual warmth of summer, but the rustling autumn wind is slightly cool, blowing gently, setting off the surrounding maple leaves to caress.
There were not many people invited for this small wedding, and they were all in the garden square in front of the manor, but it didn't look crowded.
Zhou Cheng's parents also arrived.
Compared with the other members of the Zhou family who tried their best to keep a low profile, after all, they were the parents of the groom who were going to go on stage to congratulate the new couple, so they were dressed very normally. Father Zhou, who usually wears formal attire for work, has been more casual in attending banquets these years, but today he wore a rare formal dress. Zhou's mother was even more solemnly dressed in a pale yellow dress, entering the arena with a smile on her face.
When Zhou's mother entered the arena holding Zhou's father's hand, He Jing's parents happened to be receiving guests at the door.
In order to satisfy what He Jing said and make Zhou Cheng's relatives believe that their family has confidence, He Jing's parents also dressed very decently today.
He Jing's mother wore a pure white shawl, her makeup was exquisite, and she looked extremely young. She stepped forward and said politely, "Are you two...?"
Zhou's mother responded: "Hello, we are Zhou Cheng's parents."
"It turns out they are in-laws!" He Jing's father hurriedly smiled, "It's a coincidence, I am He Jing's father, and she is He Jing's mother. This child got married so fast that he didn't even have time to visit in advance. Let's get to know each other formally today. .”
Father Zhou: "?"
Mother Zhou: "?"
In the garden where the wedding was held, relatives and friends of both parties with completely different styles were also communicating with each other. The garden was decorated extremely luxuriously, and every tableware, every bottle of wine, and every meal was full of money.
Like the wedding of someone who won the lottery, it is extremely luxurious and full of logos.
And many people who were chatting with each other showed the same shocked expressions as Zhou's father and Zhou's mother in the chat with others.
Even Zhou's father didn't let him hold back his surprise after so many years of self-cultivation, and exclaimed: "What? Isn't He Jing an orphan?"
He Jing's parents: "... huh?"
…
When He Jing started to sign, he was in a daze.
After Zhou Cheng's consultants introduced those assets to him, they gave him a full ten black cards, saying that Zhou Cheng helped him with these, and he could reset the password after taking them home.
From the very beginning, he knew that Zhou Cheng was so rich, and later accepted that his family's little boy was really rich, and then he took a look at the pile of documents and ten black cards, and marveled at how rich Zhou Cheng was.
It wasn't until later that he began to sign under the urging of the elite man that he suddenly realized it.
—Why on earth did he think that Zhou Cheng was his baby boy
Because when Zhou Cheng was picked up by the roadside, Zhou Cheng looked very poor. That roadside happened to be in a part of this manor.
Then why did he like Zhou Cheng at first sight
Because Zhou Cheng is handsome, has a good figure, and has a good temperament.
He Jing: "..."
He looked at the blind black cards in front of him that could be played as poker, plunged into the file, and wailed: "Do you rich people like to play close to life?"
Everyone: "Huh?"
As soon as He Jing raised his head, his gaze swept over a document.
That document was about a piece of real estate under Zhou Cheng's name.
This is the manor area.
The small manor he bought is just an inconspicuous one in this manor area, and it is even more insignificant compared to the other large manors that occupy a vast area.
He Jing: "..."
He was holding the edge of the stone table, his eyes were full of astonishment and haste, his pupils moved slightly, his eyelashes quivered slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly, as if "The world must be joking with me" was written on his face.
He took a deep breath, stood up, and turned to look for Zhou Cheng.
Zhou Cheng's personal advisor hurriedly stopped him: "Mr. He, why don't you sign it first before doing other things?"
"I-"
"Mr. said, if things are not done well, we will all be finished!"
He Jing: "..."
Oh, I almost forgot, his little boy—ah bah, a word from his CEO can make people feel like a god of coolness.
He swallowed, sat down slowly, picked up a pen and began to sign.
There are a lot of files.
At the beginning, He Jing was still thinking about what he would do to win Zhou Cheng's heart after Zhou Cheng was so powerful. After signing in, his hands were shaking a little.
When he finally finished signing, the fingertips of his right hand were trembling, and the morning sun also raised an angle, sprinkled gold in the quiet small garden.
The leaves are whirling, and the rustling autumn wind brings the fragrance of grass and trees.
"I finally finished signing, I'm going to find Zhou—"
He Jing raised his eyes, and the words stopped abruptly.
In front of him, a man in a black suit sat with his back straight, looking down at him, his pure black eyes were full of tenderness.
"Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou, Zhou Cheng..." He Jing stammered.
Only then did he realize that there were no Zhou Cheng's personal consultants in the small garden, only the two of them, and a pile of signed documents by He Jing on the stone table in the gazebo.
As the breeze blew, the corners of the documents on the table were slightly turned up, and there was a rustling sound of paper.
He Jing swallowed his saliva.
Zhou Cheng tugged on the solemn tie, and unexpectedly took it off slowly. With slight movements of his slender fingers, he gracefully undid the top button.
He Jing continued to swallow his saliva, "This, is this going to play a field game? Mr. Zhou just paid the money and wanted to play tricks on me?"
Zhou Cheng raised his eyelids, chuckled lightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm just a little hot. You change your identity very quickly."
He Jing: "..."
Can we not execute him publicly
"I've sent someone to tell the guests to go home first. I originally thought that you were worried that you wouldn't be able to integrate into the Zhou family, so I held a small wedding to get acquainted with each other first, but now... it's better to hold a grand wedding, come here " Zhou Cheng picked up a few documents from the chair beside him and threw them into the pile of documents on the stone table, "Here are the documents you asked me to sign, and I signed them."
He Jing's face was already flushed red.
However, Zhou Cheng slowly got close to him, leaned into his ear and said, "Boss, I have signed the property division agreement, thank you for supporting me."
He Jing: "!! I, I misunderstood—uh!"
This kiss was different than before.
Although Zhou Cheng was always very restrained on the bed, when he kissed him, he acted like another person, aggressively, as if taking away all his oxygen, so that he could only indulge in this kiss.
But this time the kiss was very gentle and slow.
It is to penetrate between his lips little by little, let him indulge step by step, until his brain is empty.
The wind is getting stronger.
One of the documents on the stone table was blown over, and when it was about to be blown away, Zhou Chengzheng bent down and kissed He Jing who was sitting there, supporting the stone table with one hand, and holding down the document that was about to be blown away with the other.
Afterwards, Zhou Cheng slowly let go, stood up straight to the red-faced He Jing opposite, and said, "... am I qualified as a lover? As long as it's what you like, what kind—"
The young man interrupted him suddenly: "I will learn everything. I am willing to learn how to be humble for you, and I am willing to learn how to fake a smile for your smile. Zhou Cheng, you are still very flirtatious before you don't recite your lines."
Zhou Cheng closed his eyes, as if he was reflecting on this failure. After a while, he began to tidy up the documents on the table and said, "How do you know this is a line?"
He Jinghong stood up suddenly with a face, slapped the table, gritted his teeth, and said, ""The Stand-in Little Lover Finds Love", this book is a bit long. You read it for three days. I kept reading "Management" when I was sleeping at night. I was distracted, I lay next to you and peeked at it several times, I thought it was a bit high, so I also secretly bought a copy to read... "
His voice became lower and lower, and he suddenly realized that he had missed something, and continued guiltily: "...it's pretty pretty."
Feeling a little uncomfortable as he spoke, He Jing lowered his head, and together with Zhou Cheng, he sorted out and put these money-sharing documents into a cardboard box, "Why do you, a tyrant, use a cardboard box to store such confidential documents? Isn't it a group of bodyguards? Protecting a safe, this is in line with the character design, we all shoot like this.”
It's a pity that Zhou Cheng was not distracted by him: "So you didn't take it seriously when you were studying?"
"... Still, I've been serious for a while."
"Peeking a novel?"
"It was you, you took the lead first..."
"I said, why have you studied management for so long, but you still can't learn it well?"
"Then you haven't learned much after reading novels for so long."
"..."
"..."
Zhou Cheng was the first to break the silence: "You think I have no money and want to support me?"
He Jing wrung his hands together and asked back: "You think I have no money, and you want to support me?"
"My parents told me, you are not an orphan? Then why did you tell me that you were in an orphanage?"
"Of course not, I took you to the orphanage because I worked there before my debut!"
"..." Zhou Cheng's Adam's apple rolled slightly, "So the gifts you gave me and the purchase of this manor are actually all maintenance fees?"
"..." He Jing's eyes flickered, "So you are the mysterious boss who asked me to sign several catties of notice contracts and buy my brokerage company? Zhou Cheng, do you always use the wholesale model for contracts?"
"Fortunately, only wholesale for you."
He Jing: "..."
In the small garden, the seasonal flowers in autumn exude a faint fragrance, and along with the refreshing scent of men's perfume on the man's body, it floats to the tip of He Jing's nose.
He couldn't help sniffing, and then couldn't stop looking at Zhou Cheng's slightly open neckline.
What to do, Zhou Cheng turned out to be a tyrant.
He is Zhou Chengbao's little lover.
Wouldn't it be Zhou Cheng who decides when to go to bed? If Zhou Cheng can't do it, don't you want to fall in love with him Plato
A domineering president with such a status might be like the one written in the novel, because he is inhumane, and then falls in love with a well-behaved and sympathetic starlet, and keeps him by his side and declares that he is a lover, so as to cover up the inhumane fact.
If this is the case, then Zhou Cheng will definitely not have sex with him.
He hasn't seen Zhou Cheng's abdominal muscles completely yet!
After finally accepting the swap of identities between him and Zhou Cheng, He Jing remembered that Zhou Cheng couldn't do well in bed, and felt a little depressed.
Zhou Cheng had already thrown all the documents and black cards into the cardboard box, including the few documents prepared by He Jing—compared with Zhou Cheng's family property, they might not be found in the pile of papers.
For a moment, He Jing forgot that Zhou Cheng's family property had already been distributed to him half, and he realized more clearly in his heart that Zhou Cheng might have the final say on this matter in the future.
The man had already held his hand, and said gently: "Let's go in first, it's easy to catch cold when the wind blows outside in autumn."
He Jing was full of thoughts that Zhou Cheng would not sleep with him anymore, so he was led back to the villa by Zhou Cheng with a dejected expression.
Although the wedding in the big garden ahead has been temporarily stopped and postponed by Zhou Cheng, the decoration in the main building has not been changed yet. There are flowers and all kinds of exquisite decorations everywhere. Fragmented light and shadows remained in the living room.
In the corner of the living room, there were two piles of presents that were taller than Zhou Cheng's.
One pile was wedding presents from He Jing's relatives and friends, and the other pile was wedding presents from Zhou Cheng's relatives and friends.
Although the wedding was not held, both parties were dignified people, so it was impossible to bring the gifts back, so they stayed here.
There were too many presents piled up, and He Jing's thoughts went somewhere in the sky. He didn't pay attention when he entered the door, and bumped into a large pile of presents.
It happened to be the bunch sent by his close relatives and friends.
Gift boxes, large and small, were dumped on the ground. This kind of exquisitely packaged gift box was not tight and piled up high. When it fell down, there was a clanging sound.
Several gift boxes were knocked open, and some of the contents inside fell out.
Only then was He Jing brought back to his senses by the huge movement.
Seeing that Zhou Cheng had already squatted down, He Jing thought that Zhou Cheng was going to pack these things, so he also squatted down, saying: "I didn't pay attention just now..."
But just as he reached out to tidy up, he found that Zhou Cheng didn't do anything, but just looked down at the gifts spilled on the ground, his eyes were slightly confused, and his brows were furrowed.
Only the man asked in a low voice: "What is this?"
He Jing followed Zhou Cheng's gaze, and saw that among the scattered gifts lying on the ground, several cans of medicine bottles rolled down among them, and some obviously expensive Chinese medicinal materials.
He leaned over to the medicine bottle, carefully glanced at the name and a string of small instructions on the medicine bottle.
Zhou Cheng, who also saw clearly: "..."
He Jing: "..."
He instantly remembered what he had said to his parents before—at the beginning he thought he was the one who took care of Zhou Cheng, worried that there would be troubles between Zhou Cheng and his parents in the future, and confessed sincerely Zhou Cheng can't do this.
Looking at these presents now, his parents must have told his uncles that this matter should not be told to others, and then his uncles and aunts also told others that this matter should not be told to others, so everyone knew about it. I can't!
They also sent these things to treat diseases that cannot be treated in a humane way!
Zhou Cheng asked him: "Why are they all treating...?" He stretched out his hand and picked up one of the expensive western medicines, "This one is for infertility..."
He Jing: "...!!!"
Forget about those medicinal materials, what is the treatment for infertility!
He and Zhou Cheng don't need to treat this either!
And... Zhou Cheng definitely doesn't want others to know about it.
He likes Zhou Cheng so much, but he doesn't want to see Zhou Cheng unhappy.
He Jing swallowed his saliva, his eyes drifted away, his eyeballs rolled back and forth, and he whispered guiltyly: "...it must be for me!"
"For you?" Zhou Cheng looked away and stood up.
"Hmm!" He Jing breathed a sigh of relief, "The elders of my family must have given it to me, right? It can't be you!"
"You..." Zhou Cheng hesitated to speak.
He Jing gritted his teeth and decided that he must save the face and dignity of his man, "Yes, I can't!"
Anyway, Zhou Cheng can't do it, they are going to talk about platonic love in this life, so they just kiss and hold hands, whether it is him or Zhou Cheng can't, it doesn't make any difference, it's better to protect his man's face.
Zhou Cheng's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at him blankly.
After a while, the man leaned forward, kissed him on the forehead, and said, "It's okay, I'm willing to accept you in any way."
He Jing only felt that at this moment, his heartbeat stopped for a moment, and then accelerated crazily.
Zhou Cheng had already walked to the sofa and sat down slowly.
He Jing ran up in three steps and two steps, and sat on the sofa leaning against Zhou Cheng.
There seemed to be a flock of birds sliding by outside the window, bringing an ethereal and distant call. The rustling autumn wind blows the leaves outside the window. As the leaves shake, the sunlight is chopped into small pieces, and the colors are staggered and thrown in.
Zhou Cheng was sitting by the window, and He Jing slightly raised his eyes to look at him, and looked at Zhou Cheng against the light in the mottled tree shadow twisted by the glass.
The halo outlined a furry outline on Zhou Cheng's body. He couldn't see Zhou Cheng's face clearly, but he could see the sunlight in his eyes.
It was as if the man had come from the depths of the daylight.
He really likes Zhou Cheng.
It was the first time that He Jing discovered this wonderful feeling.
He has always liked handsome guys of all shapes and colors, and he has no resistance to those handsome guys with a good figure. He can't take his eyes away when he sees them, and sometimes he thinks about strange yellow waste. He felt that if he settled down with others in the future, it must be inseparable from his body.
But Zhou Cheng completely broke all his requirements and guesses about his partner.
Maybe it wasn't so serious at the beginning, but these days, Zhou Cheng seemed to be born to meet him from the bottom of his heart, no matter in appearance, body or the most important soul, they all fit him very well.
Even if he has nothing, he is willing to hug Zhou Cheng for the rest of his life.
It's really... amazing.
"Zhou Cheng..."
"He Jing."
Two voices sounded at the same time.
"You speak first!"
"You first."
Zhou Cheng's eyes were filled with tenderness, his handsome face was filled with a smile, and his deep eyes were focused on him.
He Jing really couldn't bear Zhou Cheng like this, he whispered: "Then shall we still get married?"
Zhou Cheng raised his eyebrows: "I was just about to say this. Today's small wedding has been cancelled. I told my parents and your parents that such a small wedding will not be held in the future—"
Before the man could finish speaking, he was interrupted abruptly by He Jing's crying voice.
"Wuuuu Zhou Cheng, don't be so cruel! You see, although I'm a bit silly and stupid and don't like to study or exercise, I watched everything you taught me to study. I just occasionally play mobile games and watch them secretly. Novel... And I practiced when you taught me to exercise, but when you are not supervising, I just put my phone on the fat-removing machine and count the steps...
"And even if your taste is particularly vulgar and earthy, I can change my elegant aesthetics for you. You see, I bought a lot of vulgar but rich things with you during this wedding planning!
"You can just take care of me, can you just take care of me? I really like you. It's okay to not have those material conditions. You are enough. You are much more handsome than Heika—hiccup!"
He Jing exhausted all his lifelong acting skills accumulated in the entertainment industry for so many years, and in the end he really showed his true feelings, and he really cried for him, and hiccupped after crying a few times.
During this gap, President Zhou, who was blocked by his wailing, finally found an opportunity, and immediately continued what he hadn't finished speaking just now: "...we won't hold such a small wedding in the future, we will directly prepare a wedding. Let's have a big wedding."
"Hi... If it's not held, it won't be held. Let me be the considerate and thoughtful little love by Mr. Zhou's side—huh?"
He Jing was taken aback.
Zhou Cheng looked straight at him.
He Jing: "..."
"So you don't like to learn the knowledge I teach you. Apart from reading my novels while studying, you also secretly play mobile games?"
He Jing blinked and his eyes were covered with mist, and slowly lowered his head.
"You don't like exercising. When I'm not watching, you use the fat machine to keep track of the number of steps?"
He Jing lowered his head.
"You don't like those luxurious and vulgar things, because you think I'm stupid, so you follow me to buy?"
He Jing immediately nestled into the pile of pillows on the sofa.
The man directly raised his strong arms, pushed him out of the pile of pillows, and directly hugged He Jing in his arms, without giving He Jing the slightest chance to be an ostrich.
He Jing blushed, shrank into Zhou Cheng's warm chest, bit his lower lip tightly, his fingertips trembled slightly, and wanted to get closer, but felt that it was too embarrassing for him to confess everything and be lenient.
Zhou Cheng just chuckled lightly and stroked his hair.
"Something happened suddenly just now." Zhou Cheng said to him solemnly, but there was a faint smile in his tone.
He Jing asked nonchalantly, "What's the matter?"
He was very guilty at the moment, and because the posture of nestling on the sofa and embracing his lover was so provocative, his voice trembled slightly, it was clear and pure, and it was covered with a layer of moving.
"After listening to what you said just now," the man's low voice once brought serious emotions, it is like a dense forest in a lofty and distant mountain, calm and reliable, mysterious but broad, "I found that I like you a little more."
He Jing's heart exploded into fireworks at this moment.
He could tell that Zhou Cheng wasn't really talking about love on purpose.
The man seems to be reporting his work, and the earnest words he speaks in general, without any deliberately provocative colors, only seriousness and earnestness remain.
But it was just like this that directly touched his heart.
He Jing moved in Zhou Cheng's arms, and heard the man continue to say: "I have always wanted to find someone who doesn't care about my identity or my money. I used to think it was too difficult to find, but after I met you, I felt It's so easy to find, there is a person in front of me who wants to use his soul to get close to my soul."
He listened, and subconsciously pressed his side face against Zhou Cheng's chest, as if he really wanted to pass through this beautiful body and really stick to Zhou Cheng's soul.
Zhou Cheng continued word by word: "I haven't been in a relationship before, and I really don't know how to coax people, but I'm learning—although I don't seem to be doing very well. I don't know how to maintain passion in a romantic relationship that is about to get married together, but I can try to keep my soul interesting so that you can see the real me under the surface of all the extravagance."
He Jing blinked, slowly climbed out of Zhou Cheng's arms and sat down, his peach blossom eyes were filled with a smile, "Zhou Cheng, you look serious and talkative, and you are much more handsome than the one who talks less and is still trying to get the lines of the novel gone."
"..." Zhou Cheng didn't blame him for ruining the atmosphere, "We will re-plan a formal wedding, and I will give you a solemn marriage proposal again. Is there anything else you need me to do, my lover, Mr. ?”
He Jing was full of energy for a moment: "You can make any request?"
"Um."
"Then can we go to bed today?"
"Are you not..."
"It's okay, even helping each other with hands!! I'm not afraid at all, I'm looking forward to it!"
Forget about the bedding he bought!
Zhou Cheng is so pure, reading so many novels is just kissing and hugging, it's better not to tarnish the wonderful pure heart raised by his man's rich clothes and rich food.
"Just tonight, I, I, I have actually been waiting for a long time!"
Zhou Cheng's eyes dimmed.
After a while, the man's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he responded in a hoarse voice: "Okay."
…
night.
The small manor was quiet inside and out, and the hustle and bustle of the day disappeared completely.
The sky in the suburbs is clean, the clouds are sparse, and the stars and the moon hanging high can be seen at a glance.
He Jing walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and saw the man who had showered early was wearing home clothes, sitting beside the bed with a small box in his arms.
The small plastic box that Zhou Cheng was holding was pure black. From the outside, it was impossible to see what was inside, and it looked extremely confidential.
He Jing felt familiar for a moment.
It seems... It's the website where he bought those weird bedding, and the packaging he said he would use when he placed the order.
He had already walked in front of Zhou Cheng, and happened to see the things inside.
Little pink handcuffs, pure black blindfolds, and some fun items...
... Sure enough.
Zhou Cheng looked away from the various bedding, and looked up at him.
He Jing panicked.
He can't say that these are props for Zhou Cheng who is not good at anything, right
The moment he met Zhou Cheng's gaze, He Jing's eyeballs moved, and he immediately looked away, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he blinked quickly, his trembling eyelashes showed his guilty conscience and nervousness.
The man stood up slowly holding the box, and directly dumped everything in the small black box onto the big bed that could sleep ten people.
He Jing was stunned: "Eh? Zhou Cheng, what are you doing?"
Zhou Cheng stretched out his hand suddenly, and easily pulled He Jing into his arms.
He Jing only felt dizzy for a few seconds, the man hugged him, and directly took him to lie on the bed together.
The quilt felt soft to the touch, and the surrounding area was covered with bedding that He Jing bought himself.
The bedroom was lit with non-glare warm yellow lights, and the hazy night from outside spilled in, shining on them all intertwined, making it ambiguous.
He raised his eyes, looking nervously and slightly expectantly at Zhou Cheng's enlarged handsome face that was close at hand.
The man's body temperature is very high at the moment, and the heat is spreading bit by bit, and his breathing and heartbeat are faster than usual.
The most important thing is that they are hugging each other at this moment, and He Jing can feel...
Zhou Cheng is not bad at all! !
On the contrary, judging from the moment he met just now, not only is it possible, it seems, it seems to be quite good...
He swallowed, only to hear the man say to him gently: "I like you."
"Huh? Didn't you say that?"
"So I like everything about you, whether it's a little bit or a shortcoming, a normal interest or a strange quirk."
"Eh?"
"That's why your relatives sent us those medicines to treat physiological functions, and they thought you were not good enough." Zhou Cheng glanced at the things scattered around him, his voice was low and gentle, "It's because you have special hobbies in this area, and you need to use these talents." Comfortable?"
He Jing: "? No, I didn't..."
"Don't be shy, we are lovers, I accept any kind of you. I have read several novels like this, and I have learned a lot about this aspect, and I have also seen how to use it."
He Jing: "???"
At this moment, he suddenly understood why Zhou Cheng had read so many novels but had no feeling for lubricating fluid! !
In the novels that Zhou Cheng read, there are all kinds of weird ways, and things as basic as lubricating fluid are not written at all! ! !
In the end it was the book that that bastard bastard chose for Zhou Cheng! ! !
"Zhou Cheng, listen to me—uh!!"
The man had already kissed him, and his fingers touched the top of his neckline.
The star river rises, the bright moon hangs high, and the long night is long.
He Jing was in a trance, and there were only two thoughts left in his mind.
Even if his back is sore and his legs hurt tomorrow morning, he still has to get up and find that bastard who showed Zhou Cheng such novels.
Also, he said before that Zhou Cheng had read so many novels and hadn't learned anything, but now he retracts this sentence.
I learned pretty well.
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"Half Immortal [Infinity]"
1.
Yan Wei walked into a building in a dream. In the building, there were skeletons wearing bright red clothes holding eyeballs, puppets leaning over to kiss god statues, and pastry chefs making hearts into cakes...
After waking up, he found that he was not the only one who met "Lou".
From then on, every once in a while, this building would appear in Yan Wei's dream, in front of her eyes, under her feet, on top of her head...
Each level is a floor, if you do not enter, you will die, and only those who reach the top can survive.
As the first person to open the "lounge", Yan Wei received a secret reward.
— Every other day, he can have a day of immortality.
Seeing the boss slowly walking in, Yan Wei rolled up his sleeves, raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Trash, are you courting death?"
2.
Yan Mingguang, who was climbing the stairs, took off his glasses and smoked a cigarette. He leaned against the wall and watched the young man not far away slowly approaching the boss.
The young man was calm and composed, copied his pocket with one hand, stretched out his finger with the other hand and gently hooked it, and smiled angrily: "Come here to die."
The clock was past twelve midnight, and the expression of the calm young man suddenly changed. He looked at the boss with fear in his eyes, turned around and ran towards him.
Seeing the boss turn around and chase after—
Yan Mingguang threw the cigarette butt in his hand, frowned, and said coldly, "Let go."
The young man hugged him tightly and did not move: "No! Help!!!"
"No help."
The young man's eyes suddenly lit up: "Thank you!!"
Yan Mingguang, who found that he had already pinched the boss's head, said: "..."
Aloof and arrogant, force value explodes, attack x sometimes kills, sometimes pretends to be witty and suffers
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"The Hottest Comedian" Author: Ma Hu Zijun
--Men Sao vs. Ming Sao, Sand Sculpture vs. Sao--
The rich second generation Rong Yuheng was kicked out by his father, so he had to sneak away to participate in auditions to make his debut.
The self-reported moment in the audition stage.
Moderator: "Please briefly describe your experience."
Rong Yuheng: "The first half of my life was like a joke."
Audience: "He must have a tragic and ulterior past!"
In the promotion competition, Rong Yuheng made his debut as a comedian among a group of idols with his flamboyant skills.
Audience: "... so it's this kind of joke!"
Wen Zecheng, a top performer in the entertainment industry, debuted at a young age, won three gold medals, and starred all the way.
There is a saying in the industry: Steady and rigorous Wen Zecheng, cold and self-sustaining without scandal.
The two danced together for the first time on the audition stage.
Rong Yuheng was full of coquettish words: "Mr. Wen, get up! Be taller, you will do it!"
Wen Zecheng: "..."
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On a certain day in a certain year, the moon is dark and the wind is high.
Wen Zecheng: "Ask higher, you know how to do it?"
Rong Yuheng: "..." Woohoo.
*Sand sculptures by all staff, high sweetness value
* Mensao Gong X Mingsao Shou, 1v1