The entire entertainment industry is fascinated by the demon leader [Transmigration Book]

Cheng Zunsui raised his head, and traced his face carefully with his eyes.

He found that Fu Lisao's eyelashes were very long, long and dense, his nose bridge was very straight, and his lips were very thin. When he was not smiling, he had a special refined and ascetic temperament, but when he smiled, his eyes suddenly felt warm. When it came over, it was like the ice was broken and the spring grass was separated.

The eyes are gentle, focused and affectionate, with a little childish stubbornness.

People can't help but believe that every word he said is true, as if it is burned in the soul, and will never be erased.

With a smile in his eyes, Cheng Zuisui said softly: "But I can't bear you to forget the whole world."

"Chunhua, Qiuyue, Xiayang, Dongxue, family love, friendship, the feeling of the wind blowing across your cheeks, the taste and temperature of food... There are so many beautiful memories in this world, I can't bear to let you forget them."

There are so many unforgettable pains in his memory that he can't bear to forget them.

Cheng Zisui recalled the precious happy time in his 30-year short life in his previous life, mother, master, snowball, food, story books, and said with a smile: "People who have no memory have no origin. I don't want your That's how life is."

Fu Lisao: "I never came here."

Everything above, to him, is like the initial setting in the game.Except for a few memory fragments that are very real and real, the others are as strange as other people's lives.

"You have," Cheng Zisui looked up into his eyes, the eyes were very bright, like stars shining in the pupils, "You have a brother, a grandfather, a 'bad friend' who cares about you, and a good career. Didn’t you tell me that the Dongpo meat I make tastes like your mother’s? You don’t want to forget this too, do you? Besides, your brother has lost his memory, he only remembers his favorite calligraphy and painting... Have you ever thought about it? Once you lose your memory, what kind of turmoil will the Fu Group experience?

"You may not care about this, but what about your grandpa? Although your grandpa pretended to be sick last time, he is very old after all. Do you have the heart to let him 'go into battle' again at this age and carry everything? ?”

Fu Lisao pursed her lips.

He knew that what Cheng Zunju said was right.

But realizing that his own life is not his own, activated the repressed paranoia and desire in his bones, and made him want to do something crazy and even crazier.

Fu Lisao hugged Cheng Zisui even tighter: "How do you know that my grandfather is pretending to be sick?"

Cheng Zunsui thought of Fu Lisao's last time playing tricks on him, and gave him an annoyed look: "I guessed it all, the old and the young drama, a family of drama!"

Fu Lisao said seriously, "I'm not young."

"Okay, okay, you're not young," Cheng Zunsui smiled and gave him a glance, "It's nineteen centimeters." He deliberately stretched out his thumb and index finger to make a distance: "It's so—long."

Fu Lisao also stretched out a hand, stretched out a distance, and gently pressed it against his hand: "It's so long."

His voice is very low.

The two people's fingers were facing each other, and where the fingertips touched, it seemed that a series of small sparks exploded, which was crisp and numb.

Fu Lisao looked down into his eyes, his eyes were deep, and his voice was hoarse: "Since you don't want to, why are you teasing me? You also said that you want to give birth to me."

"I did not say……"

"But you said you were pregnant, it means the same thing."

Cheng Zunsui: "..."

He was completely tricked by that idiot of the system, okay?

But he couldn't say it.

Even though Cheng Xunsui's skin was thicker than the city wall, he felt a subtle embarrassment, couldn't help his cheeks getting hot, and avoided his gaze: "We'll talk about this later."

He is willing to accept a man he likes and likes him, but it does not mean that he is willing to have children as a man.

And no...how did it happen?

Thinking of this, Cheng Zunsui couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.

"It's fine if you don't want to, even if you want to... I will feel bad." Fu Lisao hugged him, cheek to cheek, "But we can't keep kissing and hugging, can we?"

Cheng Zunsui secretly sighed: "There will always be a way."

Fu Lisao: "What way?"

Cheng Zunsui didn't know either.

He also has a headache.

In the book, it was because the author's settings were too extreme that they couldn't be harmonious all the time, so it fell through.

Fu Lisao probably saw his embarrassment, and instead came to comfort him: "It's okay, let's find a way together... Take your time, there will always be a way."

He still had a calm expression on his face, and even his breathing was unbelievably steady.

But no one knew, he hugged the only person in his life who could easily seduce him, and the seductive aura of Cheng Zunsui lingered in his nose, his whole body almost exploded!

If it weren't for his amazing willpower since he was a child, he might have turned into a wolf in no time.

Fu Lisao reached out and brushed his black hair, with lava-like heat hidden in his eyes, his movements were still gentle: "But you teased me, but you refused to give it to me, you have to give me some compensation."

Cheng Zunsui: "What compensation?"

Fu Lisao: "Sleep with me tonight."

Cheng Zunsui softened his voice, smiled and agreed: "Okay."

He thought that sleeping together tonight meant lying on the same bed.

Unexpectedly, Fu Lisao hugged him tightly and didn't let go all night. Even when he went to the bathroom, he hung on him like a big koala, so sticky to him.

He stuck to him until after breakfast the next day, and the company had something to deal with, so he reluctantly let go of him, washed and dressed.

Before leaving, Fu Lisao hugged him: "Don't provoke others again."

Cheng Zunsui: "...not anymore."

"I'm not worried," Fu Lisao lightly bit his neck, "Let's go get tattoos, yours will be 'Fu Lisao's Cheng Baobao', and mine will be 'Cheng Zisui's Fu Saolang'... okay? good?"

The corner of Cheng Zunsui's mouth twitched: "Nervous!"

Fu Lisao: "Then you sign it for me."

Cheng Zisui:?

Fu Lisao pursed her lips: "You signed Ning Ru, why didn't you sign for me?"

Cheng Zisui: "...how did you know that I signed Ning Ru's name?"

"I asked him, I asked him if he likes you - I have to find out how many rivals I have in love. He said you were his idol and showed me your signature."

"At the time, I thought he just took a screenshot of a sticky note to fool me." Fu Lisao lowered his head and smiled, "After thinking about it, it might really be something you did... My ancient family is different."

Cheng Zunsui: "..."

Fu Lisao: "Give me an autograph, okay?"

"Okay," Mingming is about the same age next year, Cheng Zisui always felt that he was dating a three-year-old boy friend, so he said helplessly, "Where is the sign?"

"Signed in..." Fu Lisao whispered two words in his ear.

"roll!"

"Then sign it on your heart."

"Bring it in hand," Cheng Zisui didn't bother to talk to him, directly took out a fountain pen-style brush from his pocket, bit off the cap, and signed a line of regular script in his palm, "Fu Baobao from Cheng Zisui's family."

Fu Lisao felt the soft tip of the pen brush across his palm, itching and itching from the palm of his hand to his heart.

After Cheng Zunsui finished writing, he felt that the ink was drying slowly, so he blew on it lightly.

Fu Lisao's eyes were dark, and he took the bibi in his hand, spread his palm, and slowly wrote word by word in his palm: "Cheng Lisao from Fu Lisao's family."

Cheng Zunsui: "..."

Fu Lisao finished writing this line with a blank expression, put the pen back into his pocket, turned around and left without even saying hello.

The moment he turned around, there was a smile in his eyes.

Sitting in the car, Fu Lisao spread out his palm, put it on his lips, and kissed her lightly.

……

There are cars in the garage.

Although Cheng Zunsui had the car keys, he didn't have a driver's license, so he really didn't dare to drive it carelessly.

Because the place was too remote, he couldn't get an online car-hailing car, so he could only call Jiang Jifeng to ask if he was free. After tossing around for a long time, he returned home after noon.

He guessed that Fu Lisao had no intention of letting him go home at all.

A paranoid wants to hide the devil in the golden house!

Because of the previous turmoil, apart from the "Celebrity Shared Rent Plan", Cheng Xunsui has almost no other announcements.Although after the "rectification of his name", many scripts, variety shows and endorsements offered him olive branches, but he didn't bother to respond, so he signed an outdoor variety show called "The Great Challenge of the Century".

For no other reason.

The proxy calling service has been online for more than two months, but there are very few buyers. The thieves who dare to come out to do evil in city B at night have almost been caught by him, and there is really nowhere to use their hands.

As for the variety show "Century Challenge", the promotional slogan "Take you to challenge the limits you have never seen before" should have some opportunities to exercise your muscles.

But even though the contract was signed, there was still some time before the official opening of the recording.

Cheng Zunsui was so bored, he made himself a sumptuous "lunch". After eating, the sun was almost setting. He nestled comfortably on the recliner in front of the window. Download Weibo and circle of friends.

Cheng Lulu just posted a Moments 2 minutes ago: It's all my fault... Maybe I shouldn't live in this world at all.

Cheng Zunsui frowned.

What happened to my sister?Has the legendary chuunibone disease occurred?

When he clicked in again, he found that the circle of friends had been deleted.

Cheng Zunsui didn't bother to guess, so he just made a phone call and said straightforwardly: "Cheng Lulu, what's wrong with you?"

Cheng Lulu's crying voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother, he...he wants to break up with me."

Cheng Zuisui raised his brows, his gaze sharpened instantly: "Who? Mu...that guy who can't even memorize "Li Sao"?"

Cheng Lulu seemed to want to laugh a little, but couldn't help crying again: "Brother!"

Cheng Zisui: "Do you remember what my brother said to you? Girls must learn to love themselves before loving others. What is your fault, you are guilty, why do you want to live... I advise you to take a mirror and look at yourself !"

Cheng Lulu: "...Brother!"

Cheng Zisui: "Cheng Lulu, do you know how beautiful and outstanding you are?"

Cheng Lulu: "..."

Cheng Zunsui tried his best to soften his tone: "When you are broken in love, after crying, stand up, puff up your chest, smile and continue to move forward. The road is still long, and you will encounter even greater ups and downs...and even more Nice people, more beautiful scenery."

Cheng Lulu sobbed softly: "No, it's not. It's all my fault...it's me...brother, I really like him."

Cheng Lulu, the quick-talking and quick-talking person, was gone.

It became this crying Cheng Daiyu.

Although she is not his real sister, when he was wronged last time, the little girl was more angry than she was being bullied, optimistic, pungent and cute, in the bottom of his heart, Cheng Xun Sui already treated her as his real sister.

Mu... Murong Ye, right?

Cheng Zunsui took a deep breath: "Where are you?"

"I...I'm fine," Cheng Lulu said, "You don't need to come over. Brother, I won't talk to you for now."

beep.

The phone was hung up.

When Cheng Zunsui called again, the phone was already turned off.

He frowned, and asked Cheng's father for Cheng Lulu's dormitory number. When he called, he was told that Cheng Lulu was not in the dormitory: "We don't have many classes this semester, and she rarely comes back after school starts."

Cheng Zisui: "Do you know where she lives now?"

"I don't know. She never tells us about it."

Cheng Zunsui stretched out his hand to pinch the space between his eyebrows, and called Fu Lisao.

When the phone rang, Fu Lisao had just arrived at the old house.

Grandpa Fu Wanfeng said that Aunt Zhang had made shepherd's purse dumplings and asked him to take some back for Cheng Zisu to eat.

Fu Wanfeng: "Aunt Zhang is the only one who cooks the dumplings. Don't rush away. Eat the two leftovers first."

Although Fu Lisao was anxious to go back to see his baby orange, the dumplings were not cooked yet, so he had no choice but to sit down, wipe his fingertips carefully with a wet towel, and then went to get the chopsticks.

Before he got it, Fu Wanfeng knocked on his hand with the financial newspaper: "Go and wash your hands!"

"No washing," Fu Lisao spread his palms and said with a smile, "He signed it...I can't bear it."

Fu Wanfeng: "..."

"He's calling." Fu Lisao's eyes were full of smiles, and he swiped the screen to answer, "Cheng Liao, miss me?"