Xi Nian was rarely influenced by anyone, but Lu Xingzhe's behavior always made him feel annoyed, the strength of his grip on the other's chin gradually increased, and his voice was a little light and cold: "I ask you one last time, why do you want to follow me?"
His jaw hurt, but Lu Xingzhe didn't even move his eyelids. He looked directly into Xi Nian's eyes, then gestured for the camera in his hand, and said with a hooked lips, "I'm just a little reporter, if you're not afraid of gossip tomorrow. Magazines scribble and say you are violent, I don't care."
Paparazzi are born to beat celebrities, and gossip can really kill people.
Xi Nian didn't doubt the authenticity of what he said, the feeling of being constrained everywhere in his previous life swept through his body in an instant, making his face a little gloomy. Lu Xingzhe was only teasing him, but he didn't expect Xi Nian to be so incapable of joking. He stared at his pale lips for a moment, and then changed his words: "I lied to you..."
He had a black signature pen in his pocket, twirled it around his fingertips flexibly, and then tapped the car door lightly with the pen cap. Lu Xingzhe smiled and said, "I'm your fan, I just want an autograph when I catch up."
Xi Nian said, "Why should I trust you?"
The strength of the fingertips has gradually loosened and fell.
Lu Xingzhe patted his unhealed leg casually, because after standing for a long time, the gauze wrapped around his knees was dark red in addition to the color of the potion: "However you saved me, I have no reason to hurt you, dont you agree?"
Looking at Shang Lu Xingzhe with a little playful eyes, Xi Nian knew that his identity had been recognized by him, and there was not much surprise in his heart, because some things could not be kept secret for long.
Xi Nian asked him, "How did you find out?"
Lu Xingzhe said: "I can't find out, I'll change my career as soon as possible."
After seeing Xi Nian not moving, Lu Xingzhe handed the pen forward, lowered his voice and asked with a smile, "Sign your name?"
"… "
Xi Nian stared at him for a moment, then took the pen and removed the cap, only to find that Lu Xingzhe's clothes were black.
Lu Xingzhe looked down, pointed to the blue and white coat on his body, and said casually, "Then... sign it here."
Xi Nian reminded him, "These are my clothes."
Lu Xingzhe reacted: "Really?"
Xi Nian put the pen back on, too lazy to bother with him: "Give me the clothes."
Lu Xingzhe is a great "good" person, never greedy for petty or cheap. Hearing this, he opened his arms and looked at Xi Nian with a half-smile, with an inexplicable romantic charm in his eyes: "Okay, you can take it off."
Xi Nian didn't move, wondering how there could be such a hooligan in the world as Lu Xingzhe.
Lu Xingzhe leaned against the car door lazily: "Don't take off? I'll leave if you don't take off?"
After he finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to get into the car, but before his butt could reach the seat, he was pulled out by Xi Nian, only to hear a muffled sound of the door being pulled, and Lu Xingzhe was pressed by his hands. above.
His face was pressed against the window, and he could even feel the cold rain streaks on it.
Lu Xingzhe turned his head to look at him, and laughed at this time: "Are you out of anger?"
No one answered.
It's just a coat, Xi Nian is not uncommon, he just can't get used to Lu Xingzhe being so proud.
The man didn't say a word, his strong body was suddenly covered from behind, the temperature was scorching hot, and Lu Xingzhe shrank. He was about to say something when an unfamiliar hand climbed up his chest along his waist, and then squeezed the zipper of his jacket. —
"Wow—"
A zipper clicked, and most of the jacket fell off.
Lu Xingzhe held that hand down with a half-smiling smile: "I want clothes, I said earlier, it's not like I won't pay you back."
The coat was loose and draped over the body, and the cold wind poured in, and the remaining temperature was taken away in a moment. Lu Xingzhe's exposed skin was pale and cold, like jade, but his lips were still bright red.
Xi Nian had to admit that even if this paparazzi was bad at all, at least it had a little benefit, and it was very exciting to sleep in bed.
Maybe there were too many things that happened today, and he couldn't help recalling his previous life. Xi Nian finally stopped trying to lower his voice, his voice was low and magnetic: "No, I'll take it myself."
Lu Xingzhe's ears were a little itchy. His voice made his scalp numb, but he didn't let go of the hand that held the zipper. He meant something: "Really? Why do I think you're taking advantage of me on purpose?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the hem of his clothes was lifted up, revealing a slender waist, and the cold wind rushed in, making him shiver from the cold. After realizing what Xi Nian had done, Lu Xingzhe turned around in surprise: "Hey... you... "
Xi Nian's palm pressed against the sensitive skin around his waist, her strength was not gentle, it could even be said to be fierce, and then she was satisfied to see that Lu Xingzhe's laughing expression had changed a little.
"Lu Xingzhe," Xi Nian reminded him, "you have nothing to gain from you."
This kind of person never suffers.
Just like in his previous life, he had cut Lu Xingzhe a wound, and the other party would have to bite a piece of meat off him like a maned dog. This was no longer a lose-lose situation.
Lu Xingzhe didn't understand what he was talking about, he said with a smile, "Maybe you're good at it, you want to take advantage of me."
Xi Nian held the signature pen in his hand. He clamped Lu Xingzhe with one hand, while the other hand began to draw on the back of the opponent's waist. The tip of the pen was cool, and then he slowly outlined a name.
seat, year.
seat, year...
Xi Nian made the last stroke and let go of Lu Xingzhe. He took a step back and pulled out his strength. Then he saw the man fall to the ground in a messy clothes. The left half of his face was slightly red because he was close to the car window just now.
Lu Xingzhe was stunned for a second before he realized what Xi Nian had done. He touched the back of his waist, his fingertips still had ink marks that were still wet, and his ears turned red: "Hey... you... you... "
He wanted to say, how can you put your name on me, but his tongue seemed to be tied, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.
Xi Nian was satisfied when he saw his gaffe, so even the coat became a dispensable existence. He quietly looked at Lu Xingzhe, and then said what he said in the hospital that day: "I'm in good shape."
Lu Xingzhe closed his eyes. He never thought that he would be molested one day. His face burned as if on fire, he got up from the ground with his hands, and then opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat.
Through the half-opened car window, Xi Nian raised her eyebrows and asked, "My clothes?"
Lu Xingzhe held the steering wheel and finally calmed down a bit. He tilted his head to look at Xi Nian, his ears were still full of redness, and the broken hair on his forehead covered his expression: "I asked you to take off you just now, but now it's too late. I'll pay you back when I'm in a good mood."
When he said this, there was still a strange feeling in the back of his waist.
Xi Nian said, "As you like."
After he finished speaking, he returned to the car, but did not leave immediately. In the rearview mirror, he saw Lu Xingzhe driving away in the opposite direction, and then he started the car and went home.
Today happens to be Saturday, and the first round of the "Star Games" is broadcast on Sports Channel at 8:00 pm. In view of the fact that Suger's elimination has been full of troubles in the past few days, some people say that his strength is not good, some people say that he was injured, and many The people who eat melons are all waiting in front of the TV, trying to find out the real reason.
There is no way to compare the level of the artist with that of the professional players. Except for the results of the top few players, the results are still eye-catching. It is believed that Suger lost due to injury.
[Not much to say, I will come to see how Su Qiandao lost, and I will leave after reading it]
A knife was used on Su Ge's face, and he was fine-tuned in many places. It was a black call that couldn't be erased. Plaid fans were the most sensitive to such names, and a large group of them exploded.
[Thousand knives what thousand knives? I see that you are a thousand knives, if you are jealous of Suger, just say it directly, don't beat around the bush]
[Thank you for Su Ge's pure natural beauty in the prosperous age, but I just had a stitch on the side of my face when I was a child, please don't chase after the wind]
[All the words were told by a certain fan. It seems that you are the ones who advocated that Su Ge will win the championship before the game. Does your face hurt?]
[No one can guarantee the accident, but I can say that if Suger is not injured, there is an 80% chance of winning the championship]
Fans of Meng Qianlin and Yu Fan were angry when they heard the words, do you take my idol as a dead person? ! Su Ge is only two rings ahead of the second place. There is an 80% chance that you have the guts to say so? !
Unsurprisingly, the three parties were torn apart again, and the number of floors in the comment area increased visibly to the naked eye.
[I have been to the site for the second round of knockout today. I personally think that the most likely to win the championship is the No. 9 seat year.
The user who posted the comment was a big V, certified as a personal trainer at a shooting range. He spoke impartially and did not step on anyone, but he was seated by Grid fans, and everyone felt like they had been stepped on.
[How much black money was collected upstairs, earn it together, privately]
[The last one, the strength is really tough]
[Twelve arrows hit ten rings in a row? ? ? ? seriously? ? Did you blow it? ? ?]
Since a few days ago, it has become a routine for Xi Nian to be ridiculed, but today there is a small voice of rebuttal unexpectedly.
[Whether it's really tough, you can see it by watching TV. Here I advise a certain fan to accumulate virtue in the mouth, so as not to be too painful to slap in the face later.]
[Although Xi Nian has few fans, it does not mean that any cat or dog can come and step on it. You will know it if you see it with your own eyes. He is handsome and good-natured. Anyone who calls him is blind]
[The show is about to start! Come and gather with the rice cakes, and let's lick my brother Xi's beautiful face! !]
Lu Xingzhe came out of the bathroom wearing a nightgown, his hair still dripping with water, he swiped his hand behind his head, and then sat down in front of the computer desk. Unexpectedly, he sat up straight as if he had been pulled on some sore spot.
"Oh shit."
Lu Xingzhe grinned and rubbed his lower back, secretly scolding Xi Nian for his immorality, what's wrong with signing a signature, he had to rub off his skin before washing the ink off.
The clock on the wall was ticking, pointing to eight o'clock impartially. Lu Xingzhe glanced at it, then turned on the computer and logged into the official website of the sports station. "Star Games" just started airing.