Pei Zhen and Fu Sichen entered the banquet hall one after the other.
Pei Zhen's face was slightly red, and Fu Sichen's face was also slightly red.
After Xiao Nian asked about his father Pei, his eyes turned to Fu Sichen and he was also stunned: "Actor Fu, you have a fever too?"
"Ha." Pei Zhen felt unhappy and snorted coldly, "What kind of fever can he have?" It's almost enough to show off.
Both of them were in the bathroom at that time, and the couple in the stall were also bold and wild, and they had no idea how to restrain themselves from shouting.
Even though he was forced to understand what homosexuality was, the movies Pei Zhen watched were all about kissing and hugging and not holding someone high.
When he first heard the live version, Pei Zhen looked nonchalant on his face, and his ears and neck turned red. Fortunately, Fu Sichen still lived in a small space with him.
It was also difficult for Fu Sichen to be able to restrain himself.
Afraid of scaring Pei Zhen, Actor Fu turned around and faced the wall: "It will be fine soon."
soon
How can a real man be fast
The male couple in the cubicle were all over, and Movie Emperor Fu couldn't even look at the wall to any avail. He didn't turn around, and it was difficult for Pei Zhen to speak. He was suffering to the point of death.
…
"You really don't have a fever?" Xiao Nian was still worried. He started talking like an old woman, "Recently, the season has changed, and there are more people with the flu. Pei Pei, please don't infect Movie Emperor Fu."
Pei Zhen: "..."
Pei Zhen: "Who are you from? Can you speak? I went to the gym the day before yesterday. If I were to be infected, it must have been Fu Sichen who infected me!"
The expression on Xiao Nian's face was hard to describe: "Dad, sleeping in the gym does not count as exercise."
Pei Zhen: "..."
*
Exercise.
Thinking about it, Pei Xiaobawang has indeed hated sports before, and he can indeed get excellent results in subjects other than sports.
Fu Sichen lowered his head and pursed his lips and smiled softly. When Pei Zhen looked sideways, he couldn't avoid it: "Pei Zhen, this is fine."
No matter when Pei Zhen is, he always looks the way he likes.
Fu Sichen's eyes were soft and watery, which made Xiao Nian's heart suddenly swell. Looking at his father Pei again, he blushed for the first time.
No, no, this face is originally red.
Xiao Nian objected in his heart with collapse. His mainstay artist was as straight as a telephone pole!
"Ahem." With his cheeks heating up, Pei Zhen deliberately looked away and forcefully changed the subject, "Xiao Nian, what kind of screenwriter did you just say?"
"Oh, that's right." Xiao Nian came back to his senses and hurriedly suppressed a small cluster of doubts in his heart with business, "She was the best screenwriter last year. She has a script in hand. The theme is man and nature."
"Yeah." Compared to his previous laziness, Pei Zhen seemed very active today, "Then introduce me to him."
I really don't have the courage to stay with Fu Sichen anymore.
Pei Zhen left in a hurry, and Xiao Nian was a little surprised. He glanced at Fu Sichen, and he didn't know how his brain was going. He was so grateful: "Thank you, Movie Emperor Fu. Jin Zhu Zhechi is indeed right. Please You will continue to influence Pei Pei in the future."
Fu Sichen curled his lips: "Oh."
He understands that if it is close to vermilion, it will be red, and if it is close to bend, it will be curved. He will definitely have a good influence.
**
Under the guidance of Xiao Nian, Pei Zhen finished all the drinks that should be toasted. He didn't drink very well, and after walking around twice, his steps became a little sloppy.
"Hold on, Pei Pei. Once we get to know the last producer, we can go back."
Pei Zhen was impatient: "Who?"
Xiao Nian flipped through the list compiled by his assistant and read out the names one by one.
"Fu, Si, Chen."
(End of chapter)