A Walk-on Actor Who Wants to Be A Baker

Chapter 20

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Fang Qiao's first reaction when he got out of the elevator and saw Lu Yanzhou was, thanks to the fact that I put away the magazine next to the bed last time, it actually came for the second time!

Lu Yanzhou waited for Fang Qiao to be bored, squatting with his long legs bent and playing with his mobile phone by the wall, a small light source reflected on his face in the dark, he looked aggrieved.

Fang Qiao stepped forward and poked Lu Yanzhou's chest, carefully probing: "Boss Lu, have you drunk too much?"

Lu Yanzhou didn't drink much tonight, and there was a cold wind blowing on the way here, so his mind is very clear now. However, for some unknown reason, when she looked up and saw Fang Qiao, she couldn't help but put on a show of coercion: "Well, it's not to help you get rid of Director Xu."

As if I insisted on acting, Fang Qiao pouted, planning to help Lu Yanzhou in for a while.

Lu Yanzhou stood up and leaned into Fang Qiao's ear to play hooliganism: "I offended Ye Li because of you, you have to repay me well tonight, do you hear me?"

Fang Qiao's ears were soft, and he didn't care whether the logic in his words was correct or not, so he asked Lu Yanzhou, "Aren't you going to the hotel?"

Lu Yanzhou continued to use his ability to open his eyes and tell lies: "I need to save some money. You also know that I have a bad relationship with my family. I might be kicked out of the house someday."

"..." Fang Qiao opened the door while muttering: "There are many company artists living in this apartment, Mr. Lu, if you come here like this, it won't be good if people see you..."

Lu Yanzhou didn't care, he followed the door as soon as it opened, and pushed Fang Qiao behind the door.

Lu Yanzhou, the benefactor, has an advantage. He is very considerate in matters of love, and doesn't just care about his own pleasure.

Fang Qiao lay on the door, the front and back were taken care of, humming in comfort, her little butt kept poking up.

Lu Yanzhou was amused, and maliciously slowed down the speed of hip thrusting, stuck there and couldn't get in or come out.

Fang Qiao, who was not satisfied in the back, felt a burst of emptiness, and turned her face away with desire and dissatisfaction, rubbing her lips on Lu Yanzhou's chin, only to be pricked by Lu Yanzhou's stubble and shrink back.

Lu Yanzhou discovered Fang Qiao's intentions, and smiled against the tip of his nose: "You want to kiss me?"

The laughter was low and hoarse, and Fang Qiao's whole body was crisp when the breath brushed her cheeks. She nodded without hesitation, and her lips were sucked in the next second.

Fang Qiao closed her eyes, and every pore on her body felt comfortable. She had never realized before that the feeling of having sex while kissing was so good.

Lu Yanzhou sucked hard before letting go of Fang Qiao's lips, panting and asked, "Why are your lips so soft?"

Fang Qiao was dazzled by the kiss, and said without thinking, "Boss Lu is not hard either."

Lu Yanzhou immediately turned pale: "Who is not tough!"

"I, I didn't mean that... ah..."

Fang Qiao realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, but it was too late, the rigidity in his back hole suddenly pushed forward heavily, Fang Qiao couldn't help screaming out.

"Is it hard? Huh?" Lu Yanzhou asked while speeding up his movements. Fang Qiao couldn't stand the stimulation, and even his voice turned into tears, so he couldn't stop begging for mercy: "It's hard, Mr. Lu is the best!" It's hard... slow down... ha..."

That night from the living room to the bed, Fang Qiao was forced to shamefully shout "Mr. Lu is tough" many times before getting Lu Yanzhou's forgiveness. Now he was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyelids, and could only vaguely feel that Lu Yanzhou was still lying on the bed He didn't go around.

Fang Qiao held on to the last bit of strength and asked, "Did Mr. Lu contact the driver to pick you up?"

Lu Yanzhou was exhausted from drinking and exercising all night, so he turned his back on Qiao Qiao: "It's too late, I'll sleep here and I'll leave after dawn."

Fang Qiao opened her eyes in surprise. She would never spend the night together no matter how late she used to be. It seems that she really drank too much today.

It didn't take long for Lu Yanzhou to hear the sound of even breathing, but Fang Qiao couldn't fall asleep. It was strange to sleep in the same bed with the gold master for the first time.

"Ye Li..." Lu Yanzhou, who was sound asleep, called softly in his dream.

Hey, it's so sour, Fang Qiao disliked meeting old friends in dreams, and then heard Lu Yanzhou mutter: "Ye Li, don't come to seduce me."

Fang Qiao: "..." You should show some face.

When Fang Qiao got up the next day, Lu Yanzhou was gone. Fang Qiao was screaming with hunger, and ran to the living room to eat the egg tarts he brought back from the cake shop last night, but he found only an empty box.

Fang Qiao was unhappy, and looked at the puff pastry crumbs in the box and said bitterly, "Play with my ass and eat my egg tarts, evil capitalism!"

Putting on his clothes, he was about to go out to look for food, when the doorbell rang, and when he opened the door, it turned out to be Lu Yanzhou's assistant, with a bag of crab meat dumplings in his hand, Fang Qiao said, "Boss Lu asked me to deliver it."

Fang Qiao took the soup bag and sat down at the dining table, biting into it, the soup was overflowing, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Capitalism is also good for capitalism.