High-Risk Celebrity Lifebook [Rebirth]

The posture of the two is extremely intimate, Ji Tangyu can even smell the fragrance of young grass, soft and easy to break, tough and upright, making his lips move continuously until the top of the young man's hair.

The young man was startled by the man's sudden movement, and he couldn't help struggling with his hands in a panic, but his expression was contradictory, a little resisted and a little joyful, while struggling, he explained: "That reporter—what does Tang Yu have to do with me? , What he meant inside and outside the words is to humiliate you! How can I bear it?"

The boy's nasal voice was slightly crying, his eyelashes trembling, his panting violently, and his aggrieved voice did not reveal his abundant emotions. How could such a weak and harmless person who insisted on standing up for his favorite star not make people feel Distressed?

The same is true for the man, he let go of his lips, hugged the young man into his arms, stroked his back and said, "I know, I know, the matter is over, it's over, right?"

The gentle appearance of a man has only been shown on the big screen, but Jiang Zhuo is the only one who has really experienced this gentleness. Although he is completely in the play at this time, he can't help but feel a shudder in his heart.As long as you take a look at this kind of tenderness, you will wish to drown in it. When you fall into his arms, you will want to pour out all the grievances and pains. Your eyes can't help but turn red, and you feel that there is no more gentle and considerate person in the world than the other party.

But in fact, it is such a sentence——

It's over, right?

Just such a sentence, let the listener's heart sink.

The boy's ears became softer and redder, and he didn't dare to look up at the man. The two of them stuck together in the living room for a while. In the end, the man released the boy from his arms, stood up and said, "Go upstairs and have a look." In your bedroom, you can ask me for anything, and then do your homework obediently. When I was in Mingzhu, I had a lot of homework, and every time I had to work until one or two o'clock in the morning. I don't want you to be so tired, So finish early and rest early, okay?"

The man's thoughtfulness made the young man look at him deeply, and whispered: "I'll go up now."

The man sighed softly after the boy turned around, "Take the coat and shoes."

"Oh, yes!" The young man patted his head angrily, complaining that he had forgotten about it, but the man grabbed his wrist from behind, rubbed his soft black hair, and said, "For the sake of accommodating I am the one who made you unaccustomed to this kind of life, and I am the one who should feel guilty, so you don’t need to blame yourself, and you can even scold me for being a weirdo like you scolded that reporter.”

The boy turned his head and could see the man's face, which was not as beautiful as a mortal. His facial features were soft, not aggressive, and he was a standard Asian face. When the smiling eyes cast over, the boy suddenly realized that he was too close to the man's face , quickly lowered his head, and muttered: "I won't reprimand you—"

"Huh?" The man's nasal voice was a little sexy. Seeing that the boy was at a loss, he smiled and put down his hands and said, "Okay, let's go. Although I really hope you stay, you still need to finish your homework."

The boy left as if fleeing, while thinking about the man's words, what did he stay for?

Looking at the flustered figure of the young man, Ji Tangyu turned around and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. He wiped his fingertips to the crevices several times, then turned off the water, and wiped his wet hands repeatedly with a paper towel until the water could no longer be shaken off. Wherever there is, let it go.

Holding the plastic bag containing his coat and shoes, Jiang Zhuo entered the room and closed the door. In an instant, he sat down on the chair in front of the desk and let out a long breath.

After he calmed down, his forehead was covered with sweat when he wiped it with his hand, and he knew how much effort he had put into acting with Ji Tang Yubiao just now.The key point is that he couldn't see the elements of Ji Tangyu's performance. The last time he met Ji Tangyu was domineering and strong, with a strong aura.Ji Tangyu, who was talking to Yang Yun and Yang Lanlan, still couldn't restrain his aura and was too oppressive. This is an innate temperament that cannot be changed after tomorrow.Will that gentle as water, considerate Ji Tangyu be his other face?

Jiang Zhuo shook his head affirmatively. These two temperaments and personalities are too different. People will have multiple solutions to choose when dealing with difficult matters, and personalities will determine people's choices and will also cause changes in the outcome of events. One person can Playing another person can even be played for a lifetime, but it is impossible to change one's character for a while, so to see whether this person is acting, you can judge it from the result of something.

Therefore, there must be a difficult matter for Ji Tangyu to deal with.

The corner of Jiang Zhuo's mouth twitched, and a wonderful idea gradually formed in his head——

Properly performed, it can even expose Ji Tangyu's performance.

Jiang Zhuo doesn't pay special attention to cleanliness, he pays more attention to traces. During his career as a killer, he has to erase his own traces every day, traces of life, traces of murder, and traces of roadside cameras.

It will be better after rebirth, he will not deliberately erase the traces, but only leave some unchangeable habits——

The previous books are not counted. The new books do not have names, handwriting, or markers. As long as there are marks representing his identity, none of them exist. He will put all the handwriting in a code book, and the code is extremely cumbersome. If you open it hard, all the contents will be damaged, but it is really an ordinary classroom notebook.

Living in Ji Tangyu's house, he will inevitably leave traces. When Ji Tangyu brings up his luggage, he will hang all the clothes in the closet and put away the replacement quilt cover. The quilt cover needs to be put on, and the room is big and brightly colored. When he has cleaned up everything, it really feels like home, and his imprints are everywhere in this room.

The mug for drinking water was placed on the desk, and various in-class and extra-curricular books brought back from home filled the empty bookshelf, and the plush chair cushion was hand-sewn by Aunt Jiang. Jiang Zhuo liked it very much, of course. brought it here.There is also a laptop, which was a gift from his father on his birthday last year, and the keyboard is still stuck with the film of the cartoon antelope bought by his mother.

The books he was using were scattered on the table, and he used up several pens in just two hours, and he threw them all into the trash can.

Life is like this, it is inevitable to leave your own traces, when you get used to leaving traces, you will gradually become dependent on this place.

When Jiang Zhuo threw another pen, there was a knock on the door.

He quickly put down the homework in his hand, and ran to open the door, the man's tall figure covered him, that perfect face still kept a gentle smile, but in Jiang Zhuo's eyes, it was a cloud of fog, which prevented him from seeing him clearly true face.

Ji Tangyu asked with a smile: "Come down for dinner?"

Jiang Zhuo grabbed the door frame with his hand, looked up at the other side shyly, nodded and said, "Okay."

The two went downstairs together with their own ghosts, Jiang Zhuo found his "exclusive seat" and Ji Tangyu sat opposite him. There were seven or eight tableware on the dining table, among which three dishes, one soup and one bowl belonged to him. , and the rest belonged to Ji Tangyu.

Jiang Zhuo observed these tableware carefully, and found that there were special marks engraved on them, allowing people to tell which one belonged to him and which belonged to Ji Tangyu at a glance.

An antelope head is engraved on his tableware, even the spoons and chopsticks are engraved, which is obviously drawn by the manufacturer when it was produced. Jiang Zhuo secretly glanced at Ji Tangyu, it seemed that it was just a coincidence.

He continued to observe the dishes, and found that the three dishes came from different places, and the meat and vegetables were well-balanced, refreshing, spicy and delicious. I couldn't help but take a bite and put it in my mouth. The sweet and sticky corn kernels melted in my mouth, and the instant satisfaction went straight to my brain, and I couldn't help but move my index finger.

After Jiang Zhuo finished eating all the dishes, the idea slowly appeared——

Ji Tangyu's cooking skills are so good?

It's unbelievable, much better than the takeaway he ordered before.

He couldn't help but look at Ji Tangyu in admiration, seeing that the other party ate more, the plate was a circle bigger than his plate, but it was eaten clean.But this is normal. It takes a lot of exercise to get a good figure, but it also needs to add enough nutrients and calories.

Ji Tangyu put down his chopsticks, seeing Jiang Zhuo's bulging belly, he couldn't help laughing and said: "After finishing the homework, I will take you to exercise."

Jiang Zhuo nodded embarrassingly.

——Ji Tangyu didn't allow Jiang Zhuo to enter the kitchen. Naturally, he had to wash the tableware, so Jiang Zhuo was driven upstairs to do his homework.

Jiang Zhuo, who was still coveting the body of a male god, was writing hard with his homework in hand, and his speed of doing it was even faster than before.There's no way, the thought of seeing a figure with blood pumping in the future, his brain is in a state of excitement and he can't calm down.

At this time, Jiang Zhuo also understood why the host always said that he was a superficial person, he always looked at the surface when looking at problems, and only looked at people's figure. He was not so excited when he was with the male god before, was he?Sitting in the same car, living in the same house, sitting and eating together, if it were any of the idiot fans in his class, he would faint with excitement——

But he calmly competed with the male god in acting.

After Jiang Zhuo died once, he finally admitted that he was a superficial man.

This is a cruel truth, he only loves the flesh-body of the male god

After finishing his homework, he took a deep breath, pretended to be calm and packed all the homework in his schoolbag, zipping it up.Glancing up at the clock, it was eleven thirty-seven.The earliest time to complete the homework, I have never finished my homework earlier in the morning before.

Jiang Zhuo got up, took a shower and changed into a thin casual shirt. It was the kind of inferior clothes that would reveal muscle lines when wet with sweat, but the superficial Jiang Zhuo liked it very much.

The pants are a pair of sports pants that tightly wrap the legs and hips. They are very comfortable to wear, but the figure is undoubtedly revealed. The hip line and muscles are wrapped in it. When you move your flesh, it will sway with your body, full of seductive sexiness.

Jiang Zhuo opened the door, hugged the sneakers in the plastic bag, and walked towards the living room with small steps——

boom!

The beauty in front of him temporarily short-circuited his brain.

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