The male gods are vying to be my father

The glass door made an overwhelmed sound, and at the moment before it was about to collapse, Rong Zhi rubbed his red cheeks and walked out from inside.

The black bodyguard who rushed to the front stopped in his tracks and asked in fluent Chinese, "Your Excellency Rong?"

"Huh?" Rong Zhi raised his head and looked forward.

However, men who were supposed to be well-dressed were now blocking the two open glass doors in different postures, and the glass doors swayed back and forth, and finally stopped, as if some force forcefully smashed the glass doors open just now. up.

"What happened to your face?"

"Who bullied you just now?"

"Does it hurt?"

The men spoke almost simultaneously.

Director Peter was stunned. He never imagined that after these few top men in various industries gathered together, they would have the effect of three hundred quacking ducks competing on the same stage.

Rong Zhi put down his hand in a daze: "It's okay, I accidentally knocked on the chair..."

There were still red marks on his cheeks, and that piece of skin was even slightly swollen, which made people feel distressed just by looking at it instinctively.

Seeing his slightly dazed appearance again, his eyes slightly widened, and his lips slightly parted, it made people feel a little funny.

But the men are not letting up.

They looked at Rong Zhizai carefully, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

Here Peter also heaved a sigh of relief.

With such a big fight among the men, one would think that something unexpected happened to Rong inside!

How did Peter know that since a certain man acted violently the day before, picked up his shoulders and ran away, an indelible conditioned reflex has been imprinted in the hearts of several big brothers.

Even if Rong Zhi hummed lightly, it would immediately touch the sensitive nerve in their brains.

"Get an ice pack." Yue Zheng ordered the assistant beside him.

The assistant quickly ran to ask the staff for an ice pack.

After a while, the ice pack came back.Yue Zheng held the ice pack in his hand without changing his expression, and beckoned to Rong Zhi: "Come and sit down."

Not far away, Yuan Zhongjin narrowed his eyes slightly, and imitated the example, and told the assistant beside him: "Go get the ice pack."

Yue Zheng narrowed his eyes: "Don't give it to him."

After the words fell, Zhou Jing stretched out his arms expressionlessly, and gently pushed back. Yuan Zhongjin sat on the wheelchair unexpectedly and was pushed out.

He was directly excluded from the circle surrounding Rong Zhi!

Yuan Zhongjin: ...

The bodyguard behind Yuan Zhongjin nimbly pushed the wheelchair, and at the same time bowed and asked, "Sir, do we need to do something?"

Yuan Zhongjin was silent for a moment: "...good parents will never show their vicious side in front of their children."

The bodyguard thought about it seriously—are we vicious?

Ah...it seems a little fierce, a little evil.

Yuan Zhongjin's eyes moved slightly: "If you have time to fight for the control of an ice pack, why not go first... Go to Chinatown and hire a chef."

The bodyguard nodded vigorously: "You make sense."

Two or three bodyguards turned around and walked out.

As for why so many people are needed to hire a chef.Hmm... After all, when the chef doesn't want to, he has to do his best to bring him over.

this head.

Rong Zhi walked slowly in front of Yue Zheng, Yue Zheng stretched out his hand, seemingly powerful but actually pressed him gently on the sofa, and then Yue Zheng sat on the coffee table behind him, with one long leg slightly bent, Bowing forward, in a very strenuous posture, he squeezed an ice pack and began to apply Rong Zhi's bump on his face.

The eyes of the surrounding fathers all looked unkind for a moment.

Yue Zheng tightened his grip on the ice pack.

Ah, in front of so many people, it's rare to have such close contact with Rong Zhi.

It's a little irritating.

The ice pack in Yue Zheng's hand was pressed against Rong Zhi's cheek, firmly, without shaking.

He stared at Rong Zhi's eyes even more subconsciously, and there was an undisguised softness in his eyes.The kind of soft color that is enough for dads to press him on the ground and rub him back and forth a hundred times.

The ice pack is too cold.

One side of Rong Zhi's face was a little numb.

He couldn't help sticking out his tongue, and pressed half of his cheek.

Yue Zheng lowered his eyes, caught a glimpse of his bulging cheeks, couldn't help but smiled, and poked Rong Zhi's cheek lightly with his fingers.

too……

unacceptable!

Openly in front of their faces!Molesting Rong Zhi Zhi!

The eyes of the men suddenly seemed to be mixed with knives, as if they wanted to chop up Yuezheng on the spot and feed them to the dogs.

Yuan Zhongjin was squeezed into the outer circle, and murmured a little unhappy: "A good father cannot allow his son to fall in love early."

The bodyguard nodded desperately.

In their eyes, this boy with an oriental face was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Orientals always look very young.

This boy looked like he was underage.

Yuan Zhongjin paused: "What's his name? I have to write down his name."

Good luck next time.

The bodyguard said in a low voice: "I heard them call him 'Yue'."

"Yue? It sounds familiar. That Yue?"

None of the bodyguards could answer that question.

Rong Zhi felt a little uncomfortable from the ice, he raised his hand to grab Yue Zheng's wrist: "It's ready."

Yue Zheng immediately withdrew his hand, then ignored those casting gazes, and held Rong Zhi's face upright and carefully.

The slightly swollen skin on Rong Zhi's face is now only a piece of blush, and the swelling has completely disappeared.

Yue Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

But after the worry in his heart disappeared, Yue Zheng's attention naturally shifted to the touch under his hand...

He hooked his little finger.

The slightly rough fingertips slid across Rong Zhi's cheeks, Rong Zhi blinked twice, feeling that his cheeks, which were originally cold and numb, quickly became hot.

Dads can't stand it anymore.

They pushed forward almost unanimously, and stretched out their hands to drag Yue Zhengsheng off the coffee table.

"Mr. Yue."

"Self-respect."

"Yue Zong, your hand."

"Don't be silly."

The fathers stared at his hand, with a little jealousy in their eyes, as well as gnashing of hatred.

The subtext is almost directly saying that I want to chop my hands.

Yue Zheng covered his right hand with his left hand.

Happy.

You don't have to wash your hands today.

Of course, I still have to wash it tomorrow, otherwise I won’t touch it.

Rong Zhi got up from the sofa: "Let's go on to put on makeup, and take a photo after it's done."

Peter hurriedly responded, and asked the makeup artist to take Rong Zhi back.

Peter felt that Rong Zhi was like a bomb, the kind with fireworks inside.

It is gorgeous and beautiful, and can attract countless people, but at the same time, it also carries a little danger. When he is here, Peter can't help but worry whether the entire Frye Building will be destroyed by the group of people in front of him. People blow up.

He knew that the person in front of him could do such a thing.

Rong Zhi went back to the dressing room.

Now that the makeup artist has seen what kind of parents Rong Zhi is following, she has become extra cautious in her actions, not daring to make any more verbal or physical hints of seduction.

He was terrified of being screwed. TVT

"Thank you, do you have a pen and paper?" Rong Zhi suddenly raised his head and asked.

"Yes." The makeup artist was stunned for a moment, and immediately sent someone to find Rong Zhi.

After bringing it, the makeup artist thoughtfully flattened it in front of Rong Zhi, and he didn't dare to put the pen into Rong Zhi's hand. He was afraid that he would accidentally touch Rong Zhi's finger, and his own finger would touch it later. The head was chopped off!

Rong Zhi didn't notice the panic of the makeup artist at all.

He bit the tip of his pen.

Then start to write and write:

Gentleman's Agreement.

cross out.

Dad pact.

Dad's first agreement: Please work together to maintain a good filming environment for the crew, do not beat and scold the director, attack the staff, and do not punch or kick each other... If you violate...

What should I do if I violate...?

Rong Zhi stared at the paper in front of him.

If it is violated, Rong Zhi is not allowed to be fed?

Hey, it seems something weird.

Why should they starve themselves as punishment for breaking the rules?

If you violate it, you are not allowed to touch my face?

If you violate it, you are not allowed to accompany me to the set?

_(:з」∠)_

Rong Zhi sighed.

cross out.

Again.

Gu Xiaohai had just experienced a new round of world view reshaping, he looked up at Rong Zhi: "Zhizhi, what are you doing?"

"Well, tell me, Emperor Yan, Mr. Zhou, Jian Shen, Mr. Tan... what are they afraid of?"

Gu Xiaohai laughed: "Is there even a need to think about it?"

"Ok?"

"I'm afraid of you."

Rong Zhi raised his finger and pointed to himself: "Afraid of me?"

"That's right...that's right..." Gu Xiaohai felt that his feelings should be correct.In the past, he felt that these big shots were overly pampering and cautious towards Rong Zhi.Now that I know the real reason behind it, everything is so logical!

That's right.

These bosses are indeed afraid of Rong Zhi.

Gu Xiaohai counted: "They are afraid that you will get sick, that you will be hungry, that you will be cold, that you will not be able to sleep well, that you will be sad..."

"Huh? Is that so?" Rong Zhi's heart skipped a beat, and his thoughts flew away unconsciously.

Is that right?

What to do then?

If he violates the rules...he will take off his clothes and shower in cold water?Don't eat, drink or sleep anymore?That doesn't work.

Oh, no, there is one more...

"I see." Rong Zhi picked up a pen and wrote on it seriously.

If I violate the rules, I will go on a date with Yue Zheng!

"All right!"

Rong Zhi quickly finished the second and third articles of the father's agreement...

Penalties for violations remain the same.

Rong Zhi folded the paper.

"Go ahead and put on makeup."

Ten minutes later, Rong Zhi came out with tattoos all over his face.

Yuan Zhongjin stared in his direction, and asked the bodyguard: "... Adolescent children, are they more killers?"

bodyguard:"???"

Before entering the studio, Rong Zhi handed the paper to Yan Shihan.

Yan Shihan opened it happily.

It must be a confession to Dad!

"Actor Yan, please give us a look." Tan Guokai said.

Yan Shihan quickly dodged their hands.

Squinting at the words on the paper, he began to read each word.

When the three words "if violated" are read.

"Yue Zheng, I'm fucking you!"

Yue Zheng is innocent: ...?

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Several black bodyguards were blocked at the elevator entrance of Frye Building at the moment.

The elevator door opened with a "ding".

There was an Asian woman standing inside, and she glanced at these people: "... Yuan Zhongjin is here?"

The author has something to say: Zhizhi and bangji brought all the hatred back to Mr. Yue.

Yuan Zhongjin: Go and ask this man's name.

I have a little notebook in which I record the names of those who offend me.

A jpg emoticon package of entering the crazy revenge mode was given to the original father.

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In the final stage, Crazy Calvin. o(╥﹏╥)o