When Fang Lin woke up the next morning, Chang Ke had been working for a while without accident, and no one mentioned what happened last night. After all, recalling it, it was just a question and answer without nutrition.
Later, a person in charge of brand customization came to the door, and it didn't take much time for regular customers like Duan Changke, but it took Fang Lin a long time because it was the first measurement.
Duan Changke was still working in the study at first, but after waiting for a long time Fang Lin was still not well, so he walked in and took a look.
The tailor praised Fang Lin's good proportions without hesitation, and suggested several styles that suited him.
Duan Changke stared at him thoughtfully, but didn't speak.
After sending the person away, he saw Fang Lin sitting beside him nervously, and said to himself, "Mr. Duan, he seemed to praise me for my good figure just now."
"Yeah." Duan Changke smiled, first gave an affirmative answer, and then pointed out what the other party didn't say, "It's just too thin, and some styles can't hold it up."
"..." Fang Lin was slightly dissatisfied, and said stiffly, "But this is the right way to be on camera."
After thinking about it, he said: "Besides, I've gained some weight because I don't like eating. I used to be more in control..."
After hearing what he said, Duan Changke turned around: "Before?"
Fang Lin choked for a moment, he couldn't say that it happened in his previous life, so he said vaguely, "Just... before I met you."
Fortunately, Duan Changke didn't ask any more questions.
"Do you want to call auntie today?" The other party took the initiative to change the topic.
"Ah," Fang Lin wanted to agree, but in the end he realized that there was still nothing in the kitchen, and now it was too late to prepare, so he had to put the back away, "...call."
He tugged at his clothes: "Mr. Duan, if I have nothing to do, I'll go back today first?"
The tone is sincere enough and the voice is soft, but it sounds a bit like reporting to the boss to get off work.
Duan Changke didn't make things difficult for him, and said hello, and told him that the secretary would send the clothes to his home directly when the time came.
Fang Lin didn't bring anything with him, so when he walked to the entrance, he waved to Duan Changke who was still standing beside him.
After waving, he felt a little silly. He coughed, and pretended nothing happened, put his palm back behind his head, and scratched his hair to ease the embarrassment.
Duan Changke opened his mouth but didn't make a sound, and moved the fingers of his hanging right hand slightly, but in the end he didn't stretch out, maybe he wanted to hug him or something else.
Fang Lin didn't notice this movement. He went downstairs without letting Duan Changke's driver pick him up. He walked alone for a while before taking a taxi and leaving.
Inadvertently, the relationship between the two resumed before.
Duan Changke didn't take the initiative to contact him very often, and Fang Lin had to start doing publicity during this time, so he had less free time.
Tao Le has visibly lost weight after running for him these days. Fang Lin used to think that he was bluffing, but he always thought of himself sincerely. Now the other party seems to have the same temperament, but the number of bluffs and the voice are low. Yes, probably tired.
Of course, according to him, it is to get rid of bad habits and develop good habits by the way.
But when Duan Changke ordered the clothes for him to deliver, Tao Le felt something was wrong no matter how stupid he was, and said after some consideration: "Hailin, no, Mr. Duan treats you too well..."
Fang Lin was slightly embarrassed, but quickly covered up the look: "He said it would be deducted from the salary share."
"It's a matter of deducting money, no, is it a matter of money can buy services? Will he customize tailoring for every new artist with his own name?" Tao Le said with a wrinkled face in disbelief.
of course not. Fang Lin answered silently in his heart.
The point is... When he wanted to refuse, even though Duan Changke's tone and eyes were normal, Fang Lin just felt that the other party might be a little unhappy subconsciously.
From all aspects, I am a beneficiary, as long as I am obedient, it is really not appropriate to go further and go against the wishes of the benefactor.
He was thinking about how to respond to this question, but Tao Le's eyes flashed, and he suddenly didn't want to talk about this issue: "But these sets are really good-looking. By the way, let's see if I have sent you a message. Brother Xia has already told me that there are three announcements to look for recently, he made a note after a brief investigation, but he didn’t reply, let me bring it for you to see, you choose yourself.”
Xia Qi didn't meet Fang Lin every day, but whether it was before or now, he would never make decisions for him because of Fang Lin's lack of popularity. This is why Fang Lin was willing to continue to try with him before.
Thinking about it this way, the people around me in the previous life were not bad to me, it's just that I haven't been able to achieve anything in their expectant eyes.
He cheered up and took it, and heard Tao Le say: "But he said, because your current popularity is only an unaired drama and a few not considered positive searches, and the discussion is also very divided. In the eyes of others The investment coefficient is still too low, and the invitation is either to gamble on your popularity, or because you really don’t have much money to find guests, and the team may not be very good, so you must be mentally prepared for this.”
Fang Lin nodded: "I understand."
It was sent over two slow variety reality shows and one challenge show. One of the two variety shows is a top star, which probably promotes positive energy and a semi-public welfare variety show. Although it is not the main promotional trump card of this season, Fang Lin is just a small guest with a low sense of presence. After the post-editing, the first episode may only last about five minutes. about. To put it bluntly, they just want to take a gamble, anyway, Fang Lin is not expensive, they will make a lot of money if they are popular, and they will hardly lose if they are not popular. The other one is an exclusive production of web dramas by a certain platform. It is probably not as good as the first one in terms of qualifications and money, but the advantage is that the censorship is not so strict, and the content can always be richer. The final level-breaking program is relatively simple, and the number of guests can vary, but the program group really wants to make a level-breaking screening game, in which guests must accept the standard elimination system regardless of their popularity, and will not be able to enter the finals until they are selected. There is new content.
However, it is worth noting that the other two stalls of Fang Lin are just a participant, but the web comprehensive directly stated in the invitation that it will not cut it too much, and even gave out the time of appearances. less than thirty minutes.
"Brother Xia's opinion is to go to that level. Although there is nothing new, there is no script at all. You don't need to act in front of you and don't set up people. After comprehensive consideration, the score is relatively high." Tao Le repeated what the other party said, "Then there is the variety show on the stars. Although it doesn’t matter if there are fewer shots, but the team is still there, it’s good to go to the TV station to get acquainted.”
"What about the web drama?" Fang Lin asked.
"That web series..." Tao Le frowned, "It's mainly because Brother Xia said that there are many scenes in that web series, even if the team and funding are not considered, there is still a very critical issue."
Tao Le turned a page down and said, "The problem is the guest to be invited."
Fang Linshun glanced at it and soon understood.
Obviously, this program is just for making trouble. There are three groups of guests to be invited, each with two people, each with different fields of expertise and popularity, but the three groups have one thing in common, that is, the three groups of guests are more or less a little During the holidays, one group is the members of two girl groups who parted ways after their debut in Korea, and the other group is two deadly enemies who once had a yin and yang relationship with each other on Weibo.
It's obvious that this variety show team just wants to focus on conflicts and conflicts. It doesn't matter if you talk about the popularity and do things, anyway, it's obvious to earn topical attention.
If this kind of variety show is done well in the end, it’s fine, but if it’s not done well, everyone from the production team to the guests will have to accept the greetings of contemporary netizens from all walks of life.
He looked at Fang Lin and paused: "So, about your group... they want to invite Meng Jinyu."
Fang Lin was surprised: "But I remember that Meng Jinyu doesn't appear in variety shows very much, and he's not cheap."
Tao Le nuzui: "People are expensive, but we are cheap."
Fang Lin wanted to laugh at his pretentious expression: "Assistant Tao, please adjust your position. It's a very incredible thing to be able to choose one of the three for an 18th line, okay?"
Tao Le didn't dare to refute: "Oh."
But his silence didn't last long, and he thought of something again: "And Meng Jinyu! Meng Jinyu! The outside world has long said that he has a bad temper and often gives people embarrassment. It's not like you don't know how fierce his fans are. This program group is really doing everything for the sake of popularity. Let’s choose the first two, the fewer scenes, the less, so it’s safe and not overturned.”
Fang Lin didn't tell Tao Le about the two encounters he had with Meng Jinyu before, because his relationship with Meng Jinyu was really strange, and he definitely couldn't be a friend. After adding WeChat, Meng Jinyu basically sent a bunch of chattering, Fang Lin was lazy. Scatter back oh um ah. But the two of them really had no enmity. Although Meng Jinyu's fans were indeed a little paralyzed, Fang Lin didn't care much about it, so it didn't affect him.
He was indeed considering Xia Qi and Tao Le's suggestion, but he didn't want to completely veto this seemingly controversial web variety.
Seeing his silence, Tao Le had been with him for a long time anyway, and immediately understood why Fang Lin was hesitating: "Lin, I know that the best choice from the perspective of exposure rate must be a web show, but the uncertainty is too great. It’s too big, you two should be under the same roof after reading the program summary, if there is any friction, the program team won’t persuade you! If it’s a little darker and you engage in malicious editing, your popularity will increase, I’m just afraid of you Wronged."
"I know." Fang Lin said, "But I still want to think about it."
Seeing that he had spoken, Tao Le stopped talking too much, and after finishing the business, he began to look for food in Fang Lin's room: "That's fine, you can talk to Brother Xia when you have a decision... Hey Lin, there is still food in the refrigerator ?"
Because Fang Lin is good at cooking, the little fat man would occasionally eat and drink at his place after work, Fang Lin walked over to open the refrigerator: "Just in autumn, I bought crabs online last night, how many will I steam for you? "
Tao Le started laughing and rubbing his hands together: "Hehehe."
Fang Lin glanced at him, told him to sit in the living room, and went to the kitchen to steam crabs.
He just bought this crab, and he plans to go to the hospital before the press conference to make it for his grandma. By the way, he can ask her to pay attention to the Internet TV at that time, so that she can find herself on it.
When he set up the pot, the words he said in Duan Changke's apartment suddenly flashed through his mind.
At that time, Duan Changke agreed to give him the kitchen, feeling that he would feel uncomfortable because his aunt came here often, so he also gave him the cleaning phone number and let him make the decisions. Fang Lin was still thinking about buying some ingredients when he came next time. After all, it was too crude to make supper for Duan Changke last time.
Unexpectedly, he didn't see the other party after that time. Duan Changke didn't ask him to go over, so he had some unclear thoughts and didn't want to take the initiative to go again.
It's been more than half a month.
Fang Lin was thinking about Duan Changke while working, but the tip of his right index finger suddenly felt pain, and the rope of a crab's pliers came loose, and Fang Lin was pinched sharply.
He screamed and shook his hand away, the crab was so cruel that his fingers were bleeding from it.
Fang Lin hissed and put his hands under the faucet to flush, Tao Le rushed over, quickly subdued the culprit for him, and threw him into the pot.
Tao Le looked at Fang Lin's bleeding fingers and complained to himself: "It's all my fault, you should order takeaway directly. You have a press conference the day after tomorrow. When the time comes to hold the microphone and sign, this hand will probably be photographed..."
Seeing that the little fat man blamed himself more and more, Fang Lin smiled; "What's the matter with a small hole, if you don't come today, maybe I will get caught tomorrow if I do it for my grandma. Don't think too much about it. Go out and wait, I'll make a ginger vinegar sauce."
When Tao Le was persuaded to go out by him, Fang Lin saw that the wound was still bleeding, and suddenly thought of something.
He didn't adjust the ginger vinegar sauce either, so he walked out of the kitchen door in two steps, and said to Tao Le who was sitting on the sofa, "I've made up my mind."
Tao Le stared at him blankly.
Fang Lin said, "I'll just go to that online show."
Tao Le opened his mouth wide, but held back for a long time without speaking, finally nodded slowly, without asking any further questions: "Okay, then I will report to Brother Xia."
"But you don't have to worry about me," Fang Lin thought to comfort him, "Meng Jinyu is not as difficult to get along with as you imagined, really."
Tao Le didn't know if he believed it, but he just said "Oh" and said, "Got it."
Fang Lin then returned to the kitchen.
It's not that he doesn't know that the other two variety shows are more stable. I also know that Tao Le didn't refute in the end, but he just didn't want to interfere with him.
But... at least in that web drama, he was the "protagonist".
Actors play others in dramas and themselves in variety shows.
But he has never played the leading role in the play. This time, even though he knew that the program group had ulterior motives, he was moved because he was the leading role.
He needs topicality.
Even though the topic may not be so good in the end, he still doesn't want to give up.
Duan Changke gave him a lot, such as a suitable endorsement position.
He only said one word to Director Rong and it was determined that his fate would not be the same as in his previous life.
This is something I can't keep up with, but at least, it's not a bad thing to use myself to earn my own topicality and consume myself.
He just wants to be popular, so there's nothing wrong with that.
Thinking of this, he turned on his phone, found a contact named "mango", and entered a message.
He imitated Meng Jinyu's way of speaking and started typing.
"—I heard that you will release a new EP in two days?"
Meng Jinyu was probably also playing with his mobile phone. Fang Lin saw the "the other party is typing" prompt, ignored it, and continued to say: "That variety show is looking for you, too."
"Yes, the one with me."
"I thought about it and decided to take it."
"Are you interested in fighting together?"
“[WeChat red envelope: Gong Xi Fa Cai, good luck!]”
"Come on, I'll take you to eat two meals of crayfish."
The line above Meng Jinyu's input box, "The other party is typing" lasted for a long time, and finally replied: "?"
mango: "Why are you talking like that all of a sudden?"
Fang Lin: "You taught me well."
mango: "You are a bit strange. Let me tell you first, although I will release the EP and press conference with you for a day, but it is really set beforehand, and I didn't intentionally cause trouble."
Fang Lin: "You're going to release a new EP. I don't believe your company didn't ask you to open the business. The variety show probably already told you. Maybe it's still persuading you to accept this variety show."
It took a long time this time before Meng Jinyu sent a "...".
mango: "You know that too."
Fang Lin: "Nonsense, if you have a lot of fans, you must have better results than me if you are on this kind of show, and you must be less affected than me, and you can maintain the popularity of the topic without losing money. I am your company and I will give it up." You take it."
mango: "Yeah. So why are you picking up?"
Fang Lin was really shocked this time: "... Could it be that you didn't agree because you thought it was bad for me?"
This time Meng Jinyu replied quickly: "You fart!!!"
mango: "Hey, but you know why you still pick it up. It's not like you haven't learned my fans before."
Fang Lin: "Whether you're a fan or not is another matter."
mango: "...why?"
Because I want to be popular.
Fang Lin bit his lip and typed, the phone light illuminated his cheeks: "Because I don't want to work hard anymore. I want to catch the popularity of idols."
Two days later, the launch conference of the TV series "Gentle Moonlight" was held at the hotel in the city center as scheduled.
The press conference adopts a live broadcast method, and the room has been opened on the live broadcast platform since the backstage preparations. This weekend, the students should have a holiday, and because the show has received a lot of attention, the live broadcast has not been long since the start. Before the main creators even showed up, a lot of people started to come in the live broadcast room one after another.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
"Just arrived, where have you been? Have you seen me, Chen Chen?"
"I squeezed in!! Move the bench and wait!"
"Chu Chen! Chu Chen! Chu Chen!"
"I looked at it, and it seems that there is still a sign-in board, but it is still empty, and I am not late."
"I want to see the goddess Peirou! And Jiao Ze! Ah, rubbing your hands."
"Well, no one came to see brother Jingchuan!"
"I, I, I watched the trailer and my heart began to flutter. Although this little star is not popular, he is so handsome."
"I'm here to watch the fun..."
"The crew of the broken TV series started to rub off if they weren't popular. Do you have to rush for this day?"
"?? Just here, what's the situation?"
"Hehe, I don't know if you can take a look at today's hot searches."
"#孟金宇新EP# #孟金宇食气makeup#"
"... Speechless, can Meng Jinyu's fans leave? The press conference time has already been set, and co-authoring is the same as your family's song release time, just to catch the heat? I vomited."
"It's 0202, and some people are still obsessed with the fact that their brother's role has been snatched away."
"Stop swiping, it's hard to deal with fans who sing so badly."
Because there was a quarrel before it started, and the topic was very hot, it was quickly searched together with #蒙金宇新EP#, which is the live broadcast of the press conference.
This also attracted many unknown people to come and watch.
The fighting power of Meng Jinyu's fans in the barrage was really good, which attracted an unprecedented wave of enthusiasm in the live broadcast room. Until the live broadcast officially started, these talents finally stopped.
After the host's introduction stage, it's time for everyone to see the main creator on stage.
Starting with Chu Chen, the actors walked up the stairs, signed on the sign-in board, and then walked to the center of the stage in order.
In the live barrage, the fans of each family began to cheer individually.
And on such occasions, the actor fan group will also send one or two station sisters to snap photos of their own actors, quickly edit the pictures and send them out. The fans are happy to show off their faces, and everyone is happy.
"Help me, Chu Chen is so handsome today, I fainted."
"Sister Zhan is editing the picture, she is editing the picture!"
"Goddess Peirou's aqua-blue long dress is so cool! It feels like a raw picture can be popular!"
"Jiao Ze is so cute! Where is he looking? Is he looking at me!"
"Hey, speaking of the little star on the right who was torn apart by Meng Jinyu's fans, doesn't he even have a station sister..."
"Hey, why does it sound a little pitiful all of a sudden?"
"It seems not. I heard that Chu Chen's family will help take a picture or two."
The most ignorant little star that the fans called pitiful, seemed to have a natural expression, and was answering the host's questions in a well-mannered manner.
"Actually, he looks obedient. If he plays well, maybe he can get along better in the future."
"Let me tell you! Although I am a Chu Chen fan! But I have begun to cultivate him, and he has an inexplicable affinity for me."
"Nurture 1"
"I'm a black fan of someone, and I've started to love him."
"Meng Jinyu Dumei declined to touch porcelain, thank you—"
As the press conference was halfway through, the pictures of the station sisters were basically repaired, and they were posted up one after another.
A few passers-by liked him and sent a few photos of Fang Lin, tagged them and sent them to Chaohua together.
At first, the fans praised their brothers and sisters for their good looks, and then began to analyze their outfits after they knew a little about the fashion circle.
Then someone finally noticed the clothes on Fang Lin's body.
"Wait a minute, this little guy's clothes are not simple."
"This is X's custom tailoring for the season..."
"??? Fuck???"
"Popular Science: As we all know, there is no high-definition men's clothing. To be able to wear it like it is now, it is still the season's show. It is either an in-depth partner of the brand, or rich. Generally, it is not enough to be rich. It must be the kind of rich man. There is money at the top of the pyramid."
"No way?? Could it be that the second generation of the rich came to the entertainment circle to work in the entertainment industry incognito?"
"I believe it more when it is said that it is a play of unspoken rules."
"Here they come again they come again!"
On the stage, the actors and directors finally finished the host's questioning and started chatting and interviewing together. Now the atmosphere is obviously much more relaxed.
Fang Lin is wearing a white velvet suit given to him by Duan Changke today. Every inch of the line has been specially customized, and it has been trimmed according to the individual's figure, highlighting the advantages to the fullest.
During the chat, it was allowed to leave the meeting occasionally. Fang Lin thought he could hold on until the end, but he still got up halfway to go to the bathroom.
He hadn't participated in such an event for a long time, and it was a live broadcast again. While encouraging himself that most of the people watching the live broadcast were not at the scene, he laughed at himself that he was not calm enough, and he would still be a little timid to prepare.
He stood by the bathroom sink to rest for a while. The young man inside was dressed up cleanly and handsomely today, with well-cut clothing, which was enough to attract the attention of passers-by.
Fang Lin breathed a sigh of relief, just as he stepped out of the bathroom, he felt someone tug on his wrist and dragged him into the elevator.
The elevator door closed, and after seeing the person in front of him clearly, Fang Lin asked in surprise, "Mr. Duan...?"
Why is he here
Duan Changke also seemed a little surprised: "There is a reception here. I didn't expect your press conference to be held in a hotel, so I stopped by to have a look."
The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, Fang Lin didn't know what to say, he could only mumble: "... oh."
"Why," he heard Duan Changke speak above his head, "I haven't seen you these days, are you already so indifferent?"
Fang Lin immediately said, "No."
When the elevator bell rang, Fang Lin got nervous and wanted to stay away from Duan Changke, but when he looked up, he realized that Duan Changke pulled him into the VIP elevator, and no one would bother him.
Before he had time to think whether this hotel was also related to their group, he heard Duan Changke ask again: "So, are you still losing your temper?"
Duan Changke pressed the elevator to close again, and was waiting for an answer from Fang Lin.
"I don't have one," Fang Lin finally met his gaze, "I'm just... a little busy these days."
"Yes," Duan Changke said calmly with one hand on the elevator glass, "I'm so busy that I need to catch you myself."
The elevator sped up again, and Fang Lin looked at Duan Changke's black suit, which was measured on the same day as his own. Unexpectedly, the two actually wore it together on the same day.
"It's pretty." Sensing what Fang Lin was looking at, Duan Changke also commented on his outfit today very pertinently.
Duan Changke's repeated words made Fang Lin inexplicably guilty. Although he did not take the initiative to contact Duan Changke these days, he always gave himself a lame reason of "maybe the other party doesn't need me for the time being". Now he said that, A little redness suddenly appeared on the face.
"No," Fang Lin looked away, and decided to apologize because he was speechless by Duan Changke's question, "I'm sorry, Mr. Duan."
He softened his voice a little, and the other party sighed instead.
"Am I here to ask Master Xing?" Duan Changke's voice was a little helpless, "Did you misunderstand me?"
Fang Lin looked at him blankly: "... ah."
Probably because Fang Lin, who has always been clever, looks too stupid now, Duan Changke felt that the little anger before coming here was gone again, so he simply brought up the old story again: "So you still have an opinion about me that day?"
Fang Lin thought it was a matter of the suit: "Huh?"
As a result, Duan Changke said in the next sentence: "Could it be because I really didn't buy you a Dabieye? I said that I can just report what I like. Is it embarrassing to find a secretary?"
Fang Lin continued to suffer from dementia: "Huh?"
He finally saw a little puzzled expression appearing on Boss Ba's face: "Otherwise I really didn't find the reason why you haven't come here since that day."
Only then did Fang Lin understand a little bit.
He tentatively called him: "President Duan?"
The other party turned to look at him.
"Before that, you asked someone to measure the suit, and I refused. Are you not angry?" He couldn't hide the matter, so he asked directly.
Duan Changke finally showed a little confused look: "...what's wrong with the suit?"
Fang Lin: "..."
At that time, the co-author of the other party didn't take his refusal at all at all.
Duan Changke added: "I was just thinking at the time, if you refused, would I have to change another brand?"
Fang Lin: "..."
He suddenly felt that all his struggles these days were like hitting cotton.
Duan Changke didn't think about things in the same dimension as him. When he was still thinking about something with low self-esteem, the other party didn't regard his thinking about things as troubles at all.
simply…
Fang Lin opened his mouth, and finally he could only say, "Yes, it's because you didn't buy me a Dabie wild."
He saw Duan Changke press the elevator floor for him again with a smile and anger, and said, "If I knew it, I would have come to catch you sooner."
The relationship between the two seemed to be getting better again. Duan Changke now knew that Fang Lin wasn't angry because of that - he hadn't even been angry. Fang Lin also realized that sometimes his benefactor doesn't seem to have such a bad temper.
But there was something left unsaid in the middle, but no one insisted on asking it out.
Knowing that Fang Lin was going back, Duan Changke knocked on Fang Lin's forehead just as the elevator door was about to open. He probably wanted to reach out and rub his hair, but Fang Lin tidied himself up today, and it's not good if his hair was messed up, so he gave up.
Fang Lin noticed it, and his mood suddenly improved a little, thinking that he had been struggling with this little problem for so long. He said, "President Duan."
"Then you said before that the kitchen was tossing me, does it still count today?"
"Aren't you coming today?" Duan Changke raised his hand to straighten his tie, but didn't get out of the elevator: "If you don't count, there is no big difference."
The elevator doors closed, and the two parties finally saw smiles on each other's faces.
After Fang Lin went back, he was obviously much more relaxed, and this kind of relaxation was even noticed by the people who watched the live broadcast.
"Why did Xiao Fang sublimate himself by going to the toilet?"
"I think he seems to be smiling all the time, but he was obviously a little serious just now."
"But this seems more real and cute! After all, I'm not a fan of Meng Jinyu and I don't want to become a star! But I just think he's good!"
But Fang Lin didn't feel nervous now, and ended all the procedures very cooperatively, bowed and stepped down with everyone, and ended the live broadcast perfectly.
Meng Jinyu's fans haven't stopped, and this matter has been arguing for a day, and his original plan was to officially announce the variety show between him and Meng Jinyu, and take advantage of today's live broadcast to push the popularity to the peak.
In any case, he will get a short and a lot of traffic.
But that's not something to do now.
Fang Lin had been thinking about not tossing Duan Changke's kitchen before, but today this misunderstanding was resolved anyway, and he bid farewell to the crew and started rushing to Duan Changke's apartment.
After all, I was a little careful because of Duan Changke's eyes and tone at the time, and it was not very good after leaving him alone for so long.
When we got to the apartment, the other party actually arrived before me.
When Fang Lin walked in, he really saw a bunch of keys on the table.
"Happy now?" Duan Changke came out of the study, "This is another villa of mine, it's finished decoration, if you don't mind, you can go and have a look first."
Knowing that Duan Changke was teasing him, she actually took the villa key to make fun of him. Facing the vicious behavior of the capitalists, Fang Lin's rebellious energy finally began to rise again, and he said, "Is it the five-story building with a ski resort on TV?"
Duan Changke raised his eyebrows, and said cooperatively: "On the third floor, there may not be a ski resort, but there is a library. Master Fang, why don't you settle for it first?"
"Dabieye! Dabieye!" Fang Lin closed his eyes and squeezed his throat. Since Duan Changke brought up the meme himself, he was happy to pick it up. "It's a Dabieye without a ski resort!"
Probably Duan Changke is used to being pampered and has never met Fang Lin so blatantly and shamelessly, so he continued to act with him: "Okay, that's what you want, then I take it back?"
Fang Linming was still thinking a few days ago that he should keep a distance from the benefactor and be an obedient canary without thinking, but when Duan Changke teased him, he couldn't help but want to respond and make trouble with him.
He probably couldn't be a qualified canary.
Probably a sparrow who loves to hop and chirp.
Duan Changke was very close to him, watching Fang Lin leaning against the wall and starting to thump, he found it funny and amusing, and it was more of a novelty and helplessness.
Most of the people he faces have plans for him, flattering or courteous, but rarely this... magical type.
Fang Lin really likes acting: "Dabieye! Ski resort!"
The corner of Duan Changke's mouth was smiling, and his eyes pretended a little that he didn't know what to do with the unreasonable troublemaker in front of him, so helpless.
"Mr. Duan, say something!"
Fang Lin assures that this is the most contrived sentence he has said these days.
Suddenly, he felt warmth on the side of his neck, Duan Changke leaned over in the current posture, lowered his eyes slightly, and planted a light kiss on his neck.
It seemed that he finally didn't want to cooperate, as if he had managed to find a way to coax others, he said to Fang Lin: "Okay, don't make trouble."
But when his lips moved away, both of them froze for a moment.
Because this kiss is so weird.
They have never kissed outside of the lovemaking atmosphere, after all, they all defaulted to doing things as normal couples.
Just like Fang Lin didn't know why the kiss landed on the side of his neck, Duan Changke didn't know why she wanted him to be quiet, so she wanted to do it subconsciously.
At the moment when the two were silent, Fang Lin reacted faster than Duan Changke. When the other party was still looking at him, he suddenly stretched out his hands to wrap his arms around the other's neck. Kicking off, he actively put his lips on the other party.
The meaning of this kiss became much clearer. Fang Lin almost didn't hesitate to poke it in. The tip of his tongue was warm and moist, and he pressed his body against it, rubbing against the person in front of him vaguely.
The two had long been familiar with each other in this aspect, and also brushed away the unnecessary shame they used to have. Fang Lin's action was no longer a hint, but following Duan Changke's kiss on the side of his neck, he began to blatantly courteous.
Fang Lin may not understand why Duan Changke wants to help him, how many resources and wealth Duan Changke has, and what kind of lover Duan Changke wants to have, but he understands Duan Changke's body and desires too well, so now everything is completely heading for that ending Go, and soon felt the interest and rising enthusiasm of the other party being aroused by him.
So he changed from the dominant to the dominated, and Duan Changke grabbed the back of his head and began to deepen his desire, bringing a little more possessive desire than before.
"Fang Lin." For the first time, he heard Duan Changke's voice charming and hoarse, and his movements and strength became stronger, "So impatient."
The two huddled together by the kitchen door, Fang Lin began to breathe heavily in his arms, Duan Changke's heart was beating faster than he had ever heard before, and she panted a little deceptively.
He only slowed down for a moment, then leaned forward to lick Duan Changke's Adam's apple again, rubbed his canine teeth against Duan Changke's collarbone, and said vaguely: "Because President Duan kisses me, I want to do it."
It's as if as long as it's done, the previous kiss has a clear meaning.
Everyone thinks so.