Pretend to be cute [entertainment circle]

The bathroom was steamy, and the mirror was covered with a layer of water mist.

Ning Zhou wiped the mirror with his hand, and saw himself in the mirror.

The young man in the mirror had exquisite facial features, and now his face was slightly reddened by the steam, his lips were red, his hair was wet, and his cat's eyes were full of moisture.

No matter how attractive you look.

How could Jiang Hangting hold on?

Ning Zhou couldn't figure it out.

A bold guess crossed Ning Zhou's mind, and Ning Zhou denied it in the next moment.

He took a sneak peek, so it shouldn't be possible.

Ning Zhou shook his head with a smile, shook off the yellow waste in his mind, and took the clothes Jiang Hangting put aside.

A shirt, shorts and a new pair of underwear.

Ning Zhou stared at the shorts for a while, and suddenly let go of his hand, and the shorts fell into the sink.There was still water in the sink, and the shorts were immediately soaked.

The young man smiled triumphantly at the mirror, then put on the white shirt, buttoned up the buttons one by one with his slender fingers, until the buttons were buttoned to the top, obedient and abstinent.

The shirt obviously belonged to Jiang Hangting.

Jiang Hangting was about ten centimeters taller than Ning Zhou, so that the shirt looked a bit wide when worn on Ning Zhou, and the hem fell just a little below the boy's hips.

But Ning Zhou was not very satisfied with his outfit, took a handful of water, and sprinkled it on his shirt casually.

The white shirt became transparent when exposed to water, clinging to the boy's body, revealing the boy's skin indistinctly.

Ning Zhou stroked his wet hair in satisfaction and walked out of the bathroom.

Probably hearing the movement from the living room, Jiang Hangting came out of the kitchen with a glass of honey water.

When he saw the young man standing in the living room, he was stunned.

The boy was wearing a white shirt, and the hem of the shirt just covered the boy's buttocks, revealing a pair of long white legs.

The young man's legs were beautiful, long and straight. It was not difficult to imagine the feeling of being naked on his waist outside the circle of these long legs.

Part of the white shirt was wet with water and stuck to the boy's skin. Under the bright white light, the pink spot looked like a red apple in the Garden of Eden, tempting to commit crimes.

The boy was a little at a loss, with both hands hanging by his side, rubbing the hem of his shirt nervously.

He was barefoot, his round toes curled up uneasily.

Jiang Hangting only felt a rush of hot air rushing to his forehead, and his Adam's apple slid up and down.

The hand holding the glass tightened involuntarily, and his mouth felt parched for a moment, wishing he could turn into a wolf and pounce on it.

Ning Zhou didn't seem to notice Jiang Hangting's change, and explained shyly and nervously: "I'm sorry, I... I accidentally wet my pants."

The young man's tight voice brought back Jiang Hangting's rationality. He forced himself to look away from where he shouldn't be, and only stared at the young man's face.

The boy's slightly nervous expression made Jiang Hangting calm down a little.

"It's okay," Jiang Hangting said, "I'll get you another one later, drink the honey water first."

"Okay." The boy responded obediently, and took the honey water from Jiang Hangting's hand.He seemed too shy to look at Jiang Hangting, but actually his lowered eyelids were just a cover for him, and his eyes secretly fell on Jiang Hangting's lower abdomen.

Jiang Hangting was still wearing suit pants, which had become tight at the moment.

Seeing this change with his own eyes, Ning Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.

Just do it if you can.

Of course, if it was Jiang Hangting, he wouldn't mind Plato, but something is better than nothing.

Jiang Hangting couldn't be more clear about his own reaction, he bent down slightly, and after covering up a little, he handed the water to Ning Zhou, and pointed to the position of the hair dryer to Ning Zhou, "Go and dry your hair, or you will have a headache tomorrow. "

Ning Zhou: "Okay."

Jiang Hangting: "Can you do it yourself? I'll take a shower first."

His voice was hoarse with patience, and it sounded sexier.

Ning Zhou could not wait to yell at Jiang Hangting: Why take a cold shower?I stand in front of you as a living person, isn't it more effective than cold water?

On the surface, he took the hair dryer obediently, and turned on the hair dryer obediently to dry his hair.

Just as Ning Zhou thought, Jiang Hangting went back to the bathroom in the master bedroom to take a cold shower.

In the end, it was resolved by his five-fingered brothers.

Jiang Hangting wrapped around a bath towel and went to the cloakroom to change clothes. When he opened the wardrobe door, the first thing he saw was rows of neat suits, all of which were dark in color.

The clothes in the other closet are very fashionable and energetic. This is what Jiang Hangting has been preparing for since he started dating Ning Zhou.

Now these clothes are quietly hanging in Jiang Hangting's closet, just waiting for the owner of these clothes to live in.

As for why he didn't change and wash Ning Zhou's clothes just now?

Mature and stable people naturally do not allow themselves to produce or show eagerness.

Of course, Jiang Hangting also has selfish intentions.

He wanted to see what Ning Zhou looked like in his shirt.

The shirt he used to wear is now intimately attached to Ning Zhou's skin.

Ning Zhou, who was wearing his white shirt, was as attractive as he thought.

Just thinking about it, Jiang Hangting's breathing sank a bit. If he thinks about it any more, even taking a cold shower will not be effective.

Jiang Hangting forced himself to curb his unbridled thoughts, and found a set of home clothes from the closet to change into.

When Jiang Hangting returned to the living room, Ning Zhou was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, lowering his head and chatting with someone on WeChat.

He was so absorbed in the chat that he didn't notice Jiang Hangting walking towards him.

Jiang Hangting frowned, sat next to Ning Zhou, pretending to be nonchalant and asked, "It's so late, who are you still chatting with?"

"It's Teacher Song." Ning Zhou replied without raising his head, worried that Jiang Hangting didn't know who Teacher Song was, so he explained, "It's Teacher Song Feng sitting next to me tonight."

Jiang Hangting's voice couldn't help but sink, "I know him."

Ning Zhou fell silent again, continuing to chat with Song Feng.

Jiang Hangting moved to Ning Zhou's side, but his good upbringing prevented him from peeking at other people's chats.

But Ning Zhou was still pressing the phone.

Jiang Hangting coughed and asked again: "Do you like Song Feng very much?"

"Yeah." Ning Zhou's voice floated with excitement, like a diehard fan who talked about idols, "I'm his fan, his acting skills are very good, and I dream of becoming an actor like him."

There seemed to be a twinkle in the boy's eyes.

But Jiang Hangting felt bored in his heart.

He began to recall how he saw Song Feng tonight: he was about 40 years old, he looked very calm, and everything fit the four characters of maturity and stability.I heard that Song Feng is still single, and I think of how much Song Feng valued and protected Ning Zhou earlier...

Jiang Hangting shuddered and frightened himself.

However, Ning Zhou didn't know what Jiang Hangting was thinking, and added fuel to the fire: "I think I'm very lucky to be able to cooperate with an idol for the first time in filming."

"You want to cooperate with him?" Jiang Hangting's voice became abnormal for a moment, but luckily he controlled it in time.

"Yeah." The boy nodded excitedly, and when he talked about idols, he immediately opened up the chatterbox, and the words about Song Feng jumped out.

Jiang Hangting is jealous.

At the same time, I also realized a problem: Ning Zhou is an excellent person, and an excellent person will naturally attract many eyes, and there must be some of the same nature as him in these eyes.But he can't guarantee that Ning Zhou will stop for someone's eyes in the future.

Thinking of this, Jiang Hangting's eyes darkened.

He thought that he could slowly let Ning Zhou adapt to himself, and then he and Ning Zhou would go to the next stage of life hand in hand.

But now he finds that he can't.

He had to put a mark on Ning Zhou that belonged exclusively to him, Jiang Hangting.

Jiang Hangting couldn't wait.

Jiang Hangting suddenly leaned over and kissed Ning Zhou's chattering lips.

It is better to let this mouth kiss itself than to let it say other people's names.

The kiss came unexpectedly, Ning Zhou first widened his eyes, then closed them, and responded jerky to Jiang Hangting's kiss.

After the kiss was over, Jiang Hangting gasped slightly in Ning Zhou's ear, and the scorching breath sprayed Ning Zhou's ear, making Ning Zhou curl up his toes involuntarily.

Ning Zhou: "Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Hangting: "What does Zhou Zhou think of me?"

This was the first time that Jiang Hangting called Ning Zhou so intimately, and Ning Zhou's heart beat faster.

His voice was dry, "Mr. Jiang is naturally good."

At the end, he emphasized again, "Very good."

Jiang Hangting got up, looked into Ning Zhou's eyes, and said seriously: "Then I propose to you to get married now, will you agree?"

Ning Zhou was dumbfounded, he never expected that Jiang Hangting would suddenly propose to him.

Jiang Hangting thought that Ning Zhou was frightened by himself, and explained softly: "I said before that I had to get married for some reason. I think now that we have understood each other, we can complete the premise of getting married. Yet?"

The ecstasy in Ning Zhou's heart faded a little because of Jiang Hangting's words.

If Jiang Hangting said so a few days ago, Ning Zhou would definitely agree immediately, because he didn't want much at that time.

but now……

"Okay." Ning Zhou nodded, "Let's get married."

Now he will still agree, this is an opportunity for him to strive for more.

The corners of Jiang Hangting's lips twitched wildly. In order to cover up his gaffe, he pretended to cough to calm down his tone, "Then let's find a time to get the marriage certificate first?"

He was also worried that Ning Zhou would feel that he was being treated coldly, so he immediately added: "Of course, whether it's a marriage proposal or a wedding, I will make up for you."

It takes a lot of time to prepare for the wedding, but Jiang Hangting can't wait to marry Ning Zhou.

If possible, Jiang Hangting hopes to settle the relationship with Ning Zhou as a legal partner before Ning Zhou joins the group.

Ning Zhou: "I listen to Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Hangting couldn't bear the excitement any longer, and stretched out his hand to hug Ning Zhou into his arms.

Ning Zhou wrapped his hands around Jiang Hangting's waist, and smiled silently at an angle Jiang Hangting couldn't see.

Ning Zhou's phone vibrated, and someone sent a message.

Song Feng: Are you home yet?

Apart from this sentence, there is nothing else in the entire chat interface.

The author has something to say: Ning Zhou: Planning to pass √

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