Tang Yifeng only heard the word "new album", and his heart jumped uncontrollably. Now his situation, any music or dreams have become empty talk, so he never mentioned it for a while, but not mentioning it doesn't mean he doesn't. Care, but surprisingly care.
But he thought that his music dream had become a dream long after he was rejected by the album producer, so what does Han Zhiyuan mean
Han Zhiyuan waved to him while covering the sore spot, and when the reluctant Tang Yifeng came over, he threw himself on him and hung on him, then he said, "I have a friend who said he Willing to help, but he wants to see your work first."
Tang Yifeng let the big Han Zhiyuan hang on his back, turned his head slightly, and looked at him without blinking, no matter if he was in real pain or fake pain, "Who?"
Han Zhiyuan also tilted his head and looked at him, their faces almost touching, "Lin Min." After Han Zhiyuan finished speaking, he looked at him with a smile that was not a smile.
As Han Zhiyuan expected, Tang Yifeng's eyes widened, and his heart couldn't help beating wildly.
Lin Min, he is a true singer-songwriter, and he is also a famous music producer. Not only in the music industry, but also in the entire entertainment industry, he has an unshakable position. As a musician, he has always been in the hearts of everyone. A role model and a cult idol predecessor. However, it is said that he is very strict, and the songs he participated in producing are almost all classics that circulated in Shengguang, but if he fails to meet his requirements, even the superstars of Uranus will be sprayed with blood by him in front of him, but Even so, there are still countless celebrities looking forward to working with him.
As for the fledgling Tang Yifeng, he didn't even dare to think about it, not to mention that he had no background and had no chance to contact this person at all.
It would be a lie to say that he was not excited, especially when he was in a desperate situation. Tang Yifeng stared directly at Han Zhiyuan, Lin Min's prestige in the music world goes without saying, but he is a very low-key person and a casual person. Except for like-minded people in the circle, he usually doesn't He has too much contact with too many people in the entertainment industry, and Han Zhiyuan is an actor, even if he is a young actor, but Tang Yifeng does not believe that he can have any friendship with Lin Min, so what did Han Zhiyuan do
"Not happy?" Han Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows.
"How did you do it?" Tang Yifeng licked the corners of his dry lips and stared at Han Zhiyuan's eyes.
"Don't worry about how I did it, as long as you're happy."
Tang Yifeng paused for a while, then suddenly turned his head to stop looking into Han Zhiyuan's eyes, the next second, only to hear Han Zhiyuan's "hiss" gasping for breath again, Tang Yifeng turned his head and saw the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, after all, he couldn't bear it anymore Zhu said, "Don't you need to go to the hospital?"
"No," Han Zhiyuan smiled, "I checked it last time, and it was gastroenteritis. This needs to be adjusted slowly."
Han Zhiyuan was throbbing in pain while laughing, he was crazy! Tang Yifeng glared angrily, then silently took his arm and hurriedly dragged it back.
At the moment of entering the door, Tang Yifeng, who had been doing psychological construction for a long time, finally said something awkward for a long time.
"Thank you."
"Huh?" Han Zhiyuan had put one hand on his shoulder, but at this moment he suddenly turned around and put the other hand on his other side, and then pushed him slightly, and Tang Yifeng was completely crushed by him. Stuck in his arms, commonly known as the wall with both hands.
Tang Yifeng stiffened abruptly, his Adam's apple rolled involuntarily, and his body was involuntarily clinging to the wall behind him, but he didn't dare to look at Han Zhiyuan's burning eyes. After a period of seriousness, Han Zhiyuan began to be serious again, and it was always getting worse.
"How do you want to thank me?" Han Zhiyuan's hot breath sprayed directly onto Tang Yifeng's fair and delicate neck.
Tang Yifeng turned his head away a little unnaturally. In fact, he should have pushed him away and kicked him a few times, but don't say that people just helped you a big favor, it's his legs themselves. It was also inexplicably soft.
"How do you want me to thank you?" Tang Yifeng turned his head to one side, but Han Zhiyuan got closer and closer.
"Or," Han Zhiyuan suddenly tilted his head to meet his eyes, and immediately pressed his entire body up, pressing his entire body against the wall, "Will you give me a kiss?"
Tang Yifeng suddenly froze when Han Zhiyuan pressed him up, but the feeling brought by the two fiery bodies that were close to each other was somewhat unexpected to Tang Yifeng. The closeness of the hotel was different. He could clearly feel Han Zhiyuan's beating heart and the strong aggressive aura.
Tang Yifeng's face flushed red in an instant, but he didn't know if it was because he was angry or something else. He reached out his hand and touched Han Zhiyuan's chest, but the touch of that moment made him almost shrink back like he was electrocuted. A hard, very manly chest.
"You don't have to be more aggressive." Tang Yifeng tried his best to make his face look more gloomy.
"Don't kiss me?" Han Zhiyuan looked regretful, but then said again, "You can kiss me too."
Tang Yifeng's face darkened, he didn't know what to say about him, but he reached out and pushed his chest, "You give me an appetizer! Does your stomach hurt?"
But he didn't want Han Zhiyuan to take advantage of the situation and press his hand tightly between the chests of the two of them.
The hot breath made his body tremble involuntarily, and then he heard Han Zhiyuan laugh in a low voice.
"You let me kiss it and it won't hurt."
"Are you disgusting?" Should you say this to a little girl? Sure enough, it's an actor, such a nauseous thing to say so... so it makes people blush.
"Just a kiss, okay?" This time, Han Zhiyuan leaned directly into his ear, his voice extremely gentle.
While speaking, Tang Yifeng's ear tip seemed to be gently brushed by Han Zhiyuan's soft lips, and his whole body trembled for a moment, and the strange and terrifying feeling struck again.
Tang Yifeng couldn't help but his heart also trembled, his reason was trying to resist, but his body seemed to be out of control and excited.
"Han Zhiyuan!" Tang Yifeng blurted out unconsciously, he felt that he was becoming less and less like himself, and he was afraid of some changes. He didn't know why he was always reluctant to take that step, clearly what Han Zhiyuan did to him. I see it all in my eyes, but somewhere in my heart is resisting, it shouldn't be like this.
"Huh?" Han Zhiyuan suddenly left his neck, and then he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and raised his pointed jaw, his eyes were facing each other, and he could clearly see himself in each other's eyes. They all shocked them.
"Will you give me a kiss?" Han Zhiyuan rubbed his chin lightly, and then suddenly his thumb moved to his lips, and they both trembled at the same time. Soft and creamy, it makes the body heat up involuntarily.
Tang Yifeng stared at him blankly, and Han Zhiyuan asked again, "Will you give me a kiss?"
Tang Yifeng still didn't answer, and Han Zhiyuan didn't give him a chance to answer this time, he raised his lips and pressed it down.
The moment the two lips touched each other, Tang Yifeng's eyes suddenly widened, as if he couldn't believe it, or something else was mixed in, but Han Zhiyuan didn't give him a chance to react, and with a little force of his fingers, he deftly pried open his lips.
"Hmm..." Tang Yifeng had never had such an experience before, he only felt his body soften for a while, if it wasn't for Han Zhiyuan's pressure on him, he would have been unsteady, like an electric current passing through his lips and tongue, and then spread all over him in an instant. The whole body, and then the whole body is numb, the feeling is terrifying, and I can't help but want to sink.
While breathing, Tang Yifeng's free hand could not help but clasped Han Zhiyuan's iron arm, but he didn't know if he wanted to pull Han Zhiyuan away, or to stabilize his weak body.
Han Zhiyuan smiled, his hand went around his head and clasped the back of his head, pressing his whole body towards him with a little force, and his dexterous tongue also took advantage of the opportunity to drive straight in, hooking him, sinking.
It took a long while for Han Zhiyuan to let him go. At this time, Tang Yifeng was already a little confused by the kiss. He gasped involuntarily, his eyes seemed a little blurry, but in the next second, Tang Yifeng pushed Han Zhiyuan away, mainly because , Han Zhiyuan didn't restrain him any longer.
"How do you feel?" Han Zhiyuan licked the corner of his mouth and looked at him, his eyes burning.
Tang Yifeng turned his head with a cold face, "Not so much!"
Han Zhiyuan burst into laughter, he was really a duplicitous child, but he didn't want to, Tang Yifeng suddenly turned his head and said to him.
"Even if you helped me so much, I wouldn't like you because of it, we simply couldn't."
Han Zhiyuan didn't mean to be discouraged or angry at all, instead he walked to the living room sofa and sat down with a smile, and then said, "It's up to you whether you like it or not, it doesn't prevent me from liking you, and it doesn't prevent me from helping you. ."
Tang Yifeng gave a violent meal, pursed the corners of his lips unconsciously, and then stared at Han Zhiyuan, as if he wanted to see something in his eyes, but he didn't see what he wanted to see after all.
Tang Yifeng's heart became even more irritable, especially the kiss just now, the clear and strong feeling seemed to be still there, but just thinking about it made his body tremble.
"Whatever you want!" Tang Yifeng said and entered the room.
Then Han Zhiyuan heard an awkward roar from inside, "If you don't want to die of pain, take the medicine quickly!"
Han Zhiyuan couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth, but then slowly faded his smile, and touched his face and arms with some doubts, showing a look of doubt on his face.
Strange, his body is hot again, but he is definitely not a fever, because this feeling is exactly the same as when Jiutian Continent first met Feng Yu, and he also reacted the same way before leaving Jiutian Continent.
But, that body is because of what kind of body of Saint Yan, so what is it because of this time? Han Zhiyuan is a little strange. Could it be related to the remnant soul of the Demon King
Han Zhiyuan's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Tang Yifeng's seal was loosened
Thinking of this, Han Zhiyuan looked at the room with the door closed with some doubts. If this is the case... Han Zhiyuan suddenly felt a little terrified, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad for a while.
Suddenly, the person in the room who didn't hear the response couldn't help but shout again, "Are you deaf? Or is it painful?"
Han Zhiyuan didn't speak, and looked at the door of the room with a light smile. Sure enough, after thirty seconds, the door was suddenly opened, and someone's face seemed a little anxious. Of course, when he saw Han Zhiyuan who was on the sofa, the old god was there After that, it turned into anger immediately.
"are you crazy!"