This Zhong also lay on the bed and began to laugh as soon as he sent the message, his smile was weak, and he simply put on a piece of Zhang Xingzhi's loose pajamas on his thin body, with nothing on underneath, with one leg bent, stepping on someone's firm shoulders.
Zhang Xingzhi had already sat back on the side of the bed, and the last filming project he hadn't finished watching was still spread out on the floor, holding his slender ankle on his shoulder, he asked, "What did you say to the dean?"
"I said I was busy with you just now, so I didn't pay attention to replying to his message." Zhong Yi's eyes were full of slyness, "He must be mad now, and I regret that I said something wrong at that time."
Zhang Xingzhi flicked through the documents in his hands, and said, "Was it at the principal's birthday party yesterday? What did he say wrong?"
After the birthday party, Zhong Yi stayed with him all the time, and Jiang Duoduo only had that chance to talk to him.
Zhong Yi just snorted noncommittally and didn't answer.
One of him and Zhang Xingzhi was only wearing a jacket, the other was only wearing pants, and now he was stepping on the tight muscles of Zhang Xingzhi's back shoulders with his bare feet. They all started to shake slowly.
Zhang Xingzhi pulled the man off the pillow with all his strength, let his knees hang on his shoulders and asked, "Do you like to put your legs on my shoulders?"
Zhong Yi, who understood in seconds, simply rejected his proposal: "Any position is fine, let alone tonight, I really can't come, I still haven't recovered a bit last night."
Looking at the few pages of the plan under his control, Zhang Xingzhi's mouth curled into a shallow arc, his rough palm lingered on Zhong Yi's smooth knee and calf, and he said solemnly: "Liang Sili asked me to take you for a while." sports."
Zhong Yi laughed angrily: "I don't know if Liang Sili will regret it if you use his words like this."
After finishing speaking, Zhong Yi clasped the phone to his stomach with both hands, and stared at the magnificent carved ceiling in Zhang Xingzhi's bedroom with ecstasy, all the broken hair was scattered behind his head, and said: "Is it true that living in a big house will make you feel better?" How come I didn't find out before."
Zhang Xingzhi tilted his head and kissed his knee, his fair thighs were full of traces left by himself.
Zhang Xingzhi said with satisfaction: "If you like it, stay longer."
He didn't realize it before, until Zhong Yi was really exhausted that day and asked himself to help.
It turns out that Chung Yi likes to apply body lotion directly to his body without wiping himself after taking a shower, and he pays great attention to skin care.
Zhong Yi laughed amusedly: "Where is there no big house, I will be happy when I go back and ask Liang Sili to buy one for me, why do I have to live here."
After finishing speaking, Zhong Yi thought that Zhang Xingzhi would say "Because there is him here", and also thought "Because it is me who makes you feel good", but he did not expect that what Zhang Xingzhi said while pillowing on his lap was: "Because I am here miss you staying here."
Dang Zhong also frowned and said, "Okay, our Teacher Zhang just has the confidence to do things with a single 'thinking'."
"dislike?"
"I like it. How can I not like it if I have the confidence? Your teacher Zhou is quite right. I really like tough people." As soon as Zhong Yi finished speaking, his phone vibrated. It was Jiang Duoduo.
Even without looking at his expression, Zhong Yi knew that this person must be a giant right now.
- "Why are you two still together..."
After reading the news to Zhang Xingzhi, Zhong Yi clicked his tongue and said, "He always blames me every time, obviously you kept me, why does it always seem like I've played a trick on you."
Zhang Xingzhi was still concentrating on flipping through the plans of his subordinates, with a little smile in his deep voice: "Then you tell the dean that I made the Gu first, and it has nothing to do with you."
Zhong Yi was completely overjoyed, and raised his hand to type Zhang Xingzhi's words without missing a single word.
- "Zhang Xingzhi asked me to tell you that he did the Gu first, it has nothing to do with me"
Jiang Duoduo: "..."
Seeing that the customer had changed from covering his forehead to covering his chest, the bartender finally said after much hesitation: "Sir... have you brought any medicine?"
Jiang Duoduo: "?"
Jiang Duoduo was stunned at once: "What medicine do I bring?"
"As far as heart disease, or lowering blood pressure or something..."
Jiang Duoduo was speechless: "...you all think I'm sick, I'm in good health, the food tastes good, I don't have flu, heart disease, or high blood pressure!"
This time it was the bartender who was stunned: "?"
Where did "you" come from? I didn't seem to say that you have the flu? Are you really not drunk
Before Jiang Duoduo recovered his breath, he saw Zhong Yi followed closely and said again.
- "If you really want to eat, don't eat out, come to Zhang Xingzhi's house to eat, his little cook is very skilled"
Jiang Duoduo choked up again, and said in his heart that he was indeed Zhong Yi, and the means of retaliation were also well-deserved first-class.
Who will go to this Hongmen banquet? Isn't it just to make yourself happy? I don't know how to look at my face. Whoever goes is a fool.
Zhong Yi collapsed on the bed and couldn't help laughing: "He must think that it was my idea to let him come to your house for dinner."
Zhang Xingzhi also laughed, and then asked again seemingly casually: "What did he say wrong so he was so afraid?"
"Ask him." Zhong Yi said with a sly smile again, "Let's see if he dares to tell you."
In fact, when he was with Liang Sili yesterday, Zhang Xingzhi found out that even Zhong Yi would quarrel with elementary school students when he was with his close friends. It was very different from the person in front of him, more lovely and more lively.
So Zhang Xingzhi, who didn't know the reason at the time, still felt that Dean Jiang should be more confident: "The dean hasn't responded yet?"
"No, it hasn't changed after so many years." After Zhong Yi finished speaking, he remembered that he hadn't finished exploiting Zhang Xingzhi, "After reading it, I will care about your dean."
"It's over." Zhang Xingzhi just turned to the last page of the shooting plan in his hand, and said, "Leo's work is not bad."
"What do you mean? It's not bad. He obviously did a very good job." Zhong Yi raised his eyebrows, "I found that you are very strict with Leo, Mr. Zhang, and you don't even want to give a compliment."
"Is there?" Zhang Xingzhi closed the plan and stood up while holding Zhong Yi's hand.
"Yes, you are very good to everyone else, just treat him... hey!"
When Zhang Xingzhi kissed his instep at first, Zhong Yi didn't notice his intention at all. It wasn't until the man knelt on the bed and followed his ankle to the bend of his leg that he realized something was wrong.
Zhong Yi raised his leg and wanted to escape from his big palm, he was really laughed out of anger: "What are you doing, I really can't come today, if I come again, my waist will really break."
But Zhang Xingzhi still had that serious look: "I just want to see if the dean has replied to your message."
"Then you put my leg down, why are you lifting my leg?" Zhong Yi was not fooled at all, turned over and wanted to crawl to the other side of the bed.
As a result, he was dragged back by Zhang Xingzhi after he took a step out, and he persistently pretended to be stupid and said, "Just one glance."
"Just one glance, you first take your hands out of my clothes."
"Here are my clothes."
"... what I wear is mine."
"Then your phone fell into your clothes."
"You don't understand how my buttons fall in???"
"the last time."
In 1977, Jiang Duoduo was still pondering over Zhong Yi’s sudden invitation. He felt that these words seemed to be a blow to him at first glance, but after a closer look, it seemed that he was not angry, and he was still in the mood to joke with him. .
Jiang Duoduo was a little uncertain and didn't dare to act rashly. He felt that he needed a staff here.
His staff... That's right, his staff has grown up in the jungle by himself!
Jiang Duoduo was immediately pissed off again, thinking that what's the use of this little bastard, he wasn't there when he was most needed.
But just as he was about to go out to arrest them himself, he realized that the two people sitting there had disappeared? ?
The bartender had long hoped that the guest would end the battle quickly. As soon as he saw him get up, he pointed a way for him, pointed to the door and said, "Your friend just left."
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Jiang Duoduo fainted: "With the kid who just sat across from him???"
The bartender nodded: "Yes."
Jiang Duoduo didn't say anything else, he got up and was about to chase outside the door, this little bastard just wanted to be happy before he finished his serious business? There are no doors.
As a result, he just took a step when he was grabbed by the bartender brother with quick eyes and hands.
The bartender coughed without embarrassment, and reminded reservedly: "Sir, you haven't paid the bill yet."
Subconsciously, Jiang Duoduo imitated Zhou Rui and said "Ooh", picked up the mobile phone and planned to scan the QR code to pay without looking up: "How much?"
The bartender brother reported the number.
Jiang Duoduo lost his pride in an instant, shock was written all over his face: "How much???"
The bartender brother pushed the details to him, reported the string of numbers word by word again, and said: "Because the wine on the table over there was added, your friend said that he bought the wine on that table. "
What the bartender didn't say was: So he's gone now, so it's up to you to pay.
Jiang Duoduo: "..."
It's so expensive, those two people just drank gold over there...
God knows how painful it was for him to get someone to scan the payment code at the end. Even if Zhou Rui's bonus at the end of the year is deducted, it won't be worth the wine. He will definitely ask Zhou Rui to get it back later.
But Jiang Duoduo never expected that this is not the worst thing. The worst thing is that he was about to go out to find someone after paying the money, when the bartender took the code scanning gun and reminded again: "Actually, you don't need it." Chasing sir, your friend should be on the opposite side."
Jiang Duoduo: "?"
opposite? He really didn't pay attention to what was opposite 1977 when he first came in.
Then when he walked to the door of 1977 and looked up, he saw an expensive star hotel...
This bastard has no money to drink, but has money to rent a house? ?
good, very good, excellent.
I have heard for a long time that the rabbit head in Chengdu snacks is very outstanding. It just so happens that he has not had a chance to taste it for a while. It seems that this time he is going to eat meat.
This bastard Zhou Rui had better be his own cat in the near future, don't let him catch him!
Done again.
Zhong Yi really couldn't move at all this time. He lay on the bed with his eyes closed and didn't want to care about the person playing with his hair behind his back. His speech resumed the weak voice of last night: "I'm really curious now what made us Mr. Zhang suddenly figured it out, obviously he was still playing with me the day before yesterday and would rather die than follow."
Zhang Xingzhi's skeleton is very large, the kind where all the joints are relatively large.
At this moment, his knuckle-knuckle fingers were wrapped around Zhong Yi's slightly curving hair, and the thin blanket was barely draped across their waists.
Zhang Xingzhi said, "It's just that I suddenly feel that Mr. Zhong's teaching is right."
Zhong Yi was a little annoyed and laughed, he was like being picked up from the water, dripping with sweat: "Why don't I remember that I taught you to torture me like this."
"It's up to man." As he said, Zhang Xingzhi's rough fingertips passed over the marks bitten by his own kiss, like climbing stairs, and walked on the protruding knuckles of the bent neck of the person in front of him, "In this way, you I don’t have the energy to find someone else.”
Zhang Xingzhi couldn't see Zhong Yi's expression, so he stared at the fair neck in front of him and continued, "If you're busy, I'll wait for you to finish; if you're tired, I'll wait for you to rest."
"If you want to do it, I will do it with you."
Zhong Yi was taken aback suddenly.
The people behind him spoke in a deep voice one after another, followed by his fingertips on the back of his neck, and hit Zhong Yixin word for word. His throat seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton. No, not next time, I could only choke there in a daze and listen to Zhang Xingzhi speak again.
"It's man-made."
"Mr. Zhong is right."
After a long silence, Zhong Yi said dumbly: "You are really not afraid of death."
"People who are afraid of death can't do extreme photography." After Zhang Xingzhi finished speaking, he wrapped his arms around his thin waist and held him tightly in his arms.
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