Your cps are together

Wen Ning is doing Lajin in the living room. He has not danced for many years, and it is not easy to do Lajin. Wen Ning is wearing a pair of shorts and a white vest on his upper body. He stretches his legs as far as he can, and then faces forward. press down.

Young teenagers, the ups and downs of every inch of bone are like hammers striking the strings, dancing with every key.

Wen Ning brushed his hair back, sweat slipped from his forehead to his chin, Wen Ning wiped off the sweat, and continued to stretch.

Tomorrow he has to go to the company to train with the company's trainees. After thinking about it, Wen Ning probably rehearses with the orchestra. He has experience in this, so he is not nervous at all.

When Lu Huansheng returned home, what he saw was the picture of Wen Ning stretching his legs.

One of Wen Ning's legs was lifted up to the wall, the instep was stretched tightly, the other leg was standing firmly on the ground, leaning on the raised leg, trying to put his head on the instep, his legs were long and White, the legs are well shaped, straight and without any blemishes.

The muscle lines are also very beautiful, because they are in the development stage, so they have the softness of a teenager and the toughness of an adult. The combination of the two has a shocking youthful beauty.

There are faint blue veins on the back of his feet, which are slightly bulging due to exertion, and he looks a little more powerful.

The softness of the fingers and the steelmaking are just perfect for the young people.

Wen Ning raised his head, and he quickly put his legs down. The consequence of not practicing dancing all year round is that he staggered as soon as he put down his legs. He didn't feel much during practice, but once he relaxed, his legs were so sore that he twitched air conditioner.

Just when Wen Ning had closed his eyes and was about to have an intimate contact with the carpet, the expected pain did not come. He threw himself into a warm embrace, and the tip of his nose was lingering with the smell of the other person. Very light, not perfume, not sweat, not even detergent.

But it smells good.

Wen Ning stayed for a few seconds before realizing it, and was instantly overwhelmed with emotion.

Anyone who says Brother Lu is cold and unkind is a liar!Brother Lu is extremely kind!

If it weren't for the modern times, Wen Ning would have definitely given Lu Huansheng a plaque with four big characters written on it - a peerless good man.

"Are you all right?" Lu Huansheng held Wen Ning's arm and let Wen Ning use his strength to stand firm.

Wen Ning's face was still flushed after excessive exercise. He shook his head, wanting to scream excitedly, but on the surface he still looked cute and cute: "It's okay, thank you Uncle Lu."

"Uncle Lu" has been called for a long time, and Wen Ning no longer finds it difficult to say it.

On the contrary, he tasted a little sweetness from this address. Others call him Brother Lu, but he is called Uncle Lu. In this way, it can be regarded as unique to him alone.

Seeing Wen Ning like this, Lu Huansheng couldn't help laughing and said, "If you work so hard, can you still walk tomorrow?"

"Don't practice today, take a good rest, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Going out to eat tonight."

Wen Ning opened his eyes wide: "Going out to eat?!"

He has been here for a few days and has not gone out to eat.

Lu Huansheng glanced at Wen Ning's legs, the knees were still pink, he looked away: "Go and change clothes."

Wen Ning didn't expect that Lu Huansheng looked away because of his white legs. He just thought that he hadn't bathed yet, and he was sweating so much just now. When Lu Huansheng caught him, didn't he...

Wen Ning: "..."

The star chasing little fairy has turned into a stinky man.

The shame of the star chasing world can easily be nailed to the pillar of shame and cast aside by everyone.

Lu Huansheng saw Wen Ning's troubled face, and he didn't know what the other party was struggling with, so he just reminded: "Go eat hot pot, book a private room, I'm worried that you are afraid of strangers, it's just the two of us."

Wen Ning raised his head instantly, and said energetically, "Okay! Uncle Lu, I'll take a shower, it only takes 5 minutes."

He ran to the bathroom with bare feet on the carpet.

Eating with Brother Lu is equal to dating an idol.

Wen Ning took an extremely quick battle shower, left his hair untouched, dried his hat, put on a clean and crisp clothes, stood in front of the mirror, and looked at himself in the mirror.

Well, very good, handsome as always, going out with Brother Lu will never embarrass Brother Lu.

Wen Ning got into the off-road vehicle driven by Lu Huansheng, put on the seat belt in a proper manner, and then carefully observed Lu Huansheng. Lu Huansheng was looking ahead. Lu Huansheng's facial features were very good. This kind of indistinguishable beauty, both men and women will be attracted by him.

With the passage of time, Lu Huansheng lost the youthful handsomeness that belonged only to that period, and became tough and full of pure masculine charm.

Probably Wen Ning's eyes became more and more unscrupulous, and even Lu Huansheng, who was not squinting, could not be regarded as unaware.

When stuck in traffic, Lu Huansheng tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Wen Ning was caught by the owner who was peeping at him. He didn't realize it for a while, and said in a daze, "Uncle Lu is good-looking."

Lu Huansheng's fingers stopped in the air, and Wen Ning only realized it at this time. He usually blows a lot of rainbow farts on the Internet. "I, I was joking."

He was like a little hedgehog, curling himself up in his armor at this moment, but his thorns were soft and would never hurt Lu Huansheng.

Lu Huansheng wanted to laugh, but he held back. He had seen all kinds of people, but this was the first time he met Wen Ning who was so undisguised, and always found love after the fact, and the love was very unsatisfactory.

Lu Huansheng never found men cute.

But now he actually thinks Wen Ning is cute.

"Xiao Ning is also good-looking." Lu Huansheng was courteous.

Sure enough, Wen Ning, who had buried his head just now, raised his head instantly. His eyes were full of joy, and there seemed to be countless shining little stars inside. If the space was not too small for him to display, he might be able to jump up and down twice. Down.

Wen Ning said modestly: "It's just so-so, so-so good-looking."

Lu Huansheng couldn't hold back, and finally laughed out loud.

Wen Ning was also stunned by his modest "big words" and "brazenness", he stopped talking, and honestly acted as a wallflower who couldn't speak.

The hot pot restaurant is located near the third ring road, and Lu Huansheng put on a mask when he got off the car—fortunately, there were not many people in the underground parking lot at this time, and both of them had long legs, with big strides and fast walks, and there were also people on the way. Many people looked at them, took pictures with their mobile phones, and some pointed out, but those who mustered up the courage to ask, failed to catch up with Lu Huansheng and Wen Ning.

After successfully entering the private room of the hot pot restaurant, Wen Ning breathed a sigh of relief.

This store was opened by insiders. Being an actor or star is risky. No one can guarantee that you will not be out of breath for the rest of your life. Especially when you are middle-aged, you will be more worried. Opening a store is a good way out. People take care of it, plus star effect, maybe it can be opened into a chain store.

There are many restaurants in the circle, and there are also many clothing stores, and there are also micro-businesses.

Celebrities are also mortals, and they are the same after taking off that layer of skin, always running around for food and drink.

There are only a few people at the top of the pyramid, and the entertainment industry is changing so fast, maybe it is still popular this year, but it will be inexplicably out of date next year.

"What kind of pot to eat?" Lu Huansheng asked Wenning.

Wen Ning: "Let's cook the mandarin duck."

Lu Huansheng mistakenly thought that Wen Ning couldn't eat spicy food, so he said thoughtfully, "They have a tomato pot."

Wen Ning quickly shook his head: "No, no, I still like to eat ordinary hot pot."

There was a dedicated waiter in this private room, and he didn't look sideways when delivering the pot and serving the dishes. It seemed that it was Lu Huansheng who was sitting at the table at all. Only Wen Ning could see the grief-stricken regret in the waiter's eyes.

Hey, obviously Lu Huansheng is right in front of him, but he can't ask for a group photo and autograph. This is too miserable!

It is always a little strange to cook a mandarin duck pot. The red soup always boils faster than the clear soup. The clear soup is calm and calm, but the red soup is already boiling hotly. A layer of red slick oil on the surface is pushed away by the boiling soup. to the side.

The domineering spicy smell permeated the room, stimulating Wen Ning's mouth to speak.

Wen Ning likes to eat hairy belly the most. The hairy belly that is scalded just right is fragrant and crispy, but he is not skilled enough and has never cooked it well by himself. The hairy belly that has been scalded by him must be too old to bite.

Wen Ning searched the Internet with a spirit of curiosity, and learned that the formula for perm belly is "seven ups and eight downs".

But he didn't know whether it was because of inaccurate timing or other reasons, but he had never had a perfect hair belly.

He intended to perm a hairy belly for Lu Huansheng, but he knew he was old after perm. Although he didn't perm very well, he could tell how perm was by his eyes, which is probably considered a talent.

So the hot and old hairy belly was put into his bowl, and a small mountain was piled up.

Lu Huansheng took a sip of tea, and seeing that Wen Ning was only hot, he asked, "Do you want to eat so much hot?"

Wen Ning was suddenly stimulated, holding his hot hairy belly with his serving chopsticks, it slipped into the pot like a sea of ​​loach in an instant, and he couldn't catch it anymore. He inevitably said disappointedly: "I can't cook it well, even if it's hot, old."

He probably had to eat that bowl of "failed product" whole.

After all, Wen Ning didn't want Lu Huansheng to think he was a waste.

Lu Huansheng also changed the serving chopsticks. He picked up the last piece of hairy belly on the plate and put it into the pot naturally. Wen Ning looked at Lu Huansheng's hand, as if fascinated.

Lu Huansheng's wrist is not considered thin. After all, the skeleton of an adult man is there, but the thickness depends on who he compares with. At least Wen Ning thinks that Lu Huansheng's proportion is just right. Bloated veins.

His hands looked vigorous and powerful, without any excess flesh.

Almost like a plaster cast.

Lu Huansheng picked up the hot belly and said to Wen Ning, "Pass me the bowl."

Wen Ning was taken aback: "Hey, did you iron it for me?"

Lu Huansheng smiled, Wen Ning was flattered, and hurriedly handed over the bowl.

Chasing stars has always been happy and lonely, because any fan with a normal mind knows that they are "unrequited love".

Even Wen Ning just wanted to be friends with Lu Huansheng.

If it can be a close friend, that's fine.

If you can only be ordinary friends who chat occasionally, that's not bad.

Wen Ning ate the hairy belly warmed by Lu Huansheng into his mouth, bit his teeth lightly, and the hairy belly shattered in his mouth. Every chew was a kind of enjoyment. Wen Ning was so happy that he didn't know what to do. After eating, he wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and then praised him sincerely: "Uncle Lu is really amazing."

Lu Huansheng: "Is it good to be able to perm your belly?"

Wen Ning had long forgotten the principle of "don't talk about food, don't talk about food" and stared at Lu Huansheng with a pair of eyes comparable to the heroine of teenage comics. He said confidently, "Uncle Lu is good at everything."

Lu Huansheng was a little dumbfounded.

It's not that he hasn't come into contact with fanatical fans. He debuted early, has seen many people and things, and countless people claim to love him.

But all they love is a skin.

As for the flesh and blood inside, it is not important because it is hidden under the skin.

He remembered that he accepted the program that he was supposed to turn down.

It's like being obsessed.

Wen Ning eats very well. He seldom eats hot pot when he is at home, and eats Western food when he is studying. He can only eat a few meals according to his own preferences when he returns to China. No one cares about it today. I'm full.

I didn't feel stretched when I was sitting, but when I stood up, I realized that I couldn't even straighten my waist, and walking became torture.

In the end, Lu Huansheng couldn't stand it anymore and held Wen Ning's arm.

Wen Ning hiccupped reservedly, then lowered his head in embarrassment and said, "Uncle Lu, don't worry about me, I can walk by myself."

Lu Huansheng didn't say anything.

Lu Huansheng only felt that he was not married yet, so he realized the feeling of raising a son early.

It feels very complicated, but not bad.

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Wen Ning: "I regarded you as an idol, but you actually smashed me like a child!"