I'm the man who wants to be the best actor [Rebirth]

Ling Han has seen the shadow of Fang Lu in "Lu Youyang" more than once, and more than one person has said that he is very similar to Fang Lu in some aspects.

Is this a coincidence?

Could it be... Fang Lu's soul is contained in the body of "Lu Youyang"?

Ling Han was taken aback by the idea that came up to him: Now is the age of technology, how could such nonsense happen?

He must have made a mistake.

"I'm really a scumbag," Ling Han silently despised himself once again, "I obviously like 'Lu Youyang', but I still miss Lu Youyang."

He sighed, pretending that he hadn't thought about anything just now, and asked everyone to eat well without saying a word.

This dinner, which he made himself, was tasteless. Ling Han sent Fang Lu to the living room to have a rest. His mother said that she would wash the dishes and asked him to accompany his "friend" The accent on the word "friend".

Ling Han: "..."

He always felt that his mother's eyes were bright, and she might have seen something.

And he didn't shirk it, went to the living room and sat on the side of Fang Road, and next to him sat Ling Shuang, Han Qingcheng and his wife, while grandfather and father Ling went back to their rooms.The four young people chatted all over the world, and there were constant laughter during the period.

In fact, it was mainly Ling Shuang and Fang Lu who were talking about Dashan, while Ling Han and Han Qingcheng were only responsible for supporting the scene from time to time.I don't know if it's an illusion, but Ling Han always felt that the way Han Qingcheng looked at Fang Lu...wasn't very innocent.

If he hadn't been sure that his sister and brother-in-law had a strong relationship, he would have wondered if Han Qingcheng had ulterior motives for Fanglu.After all, it's nothing new for a young master like Han Qingcheng who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth to have a problem with both sexes.

Then why... is Han Qingcheng's opponent's path so special?

Is it really just an illusion?

Ling Han thought for a long time, but in the end he just came up with a bag full of heads, without any clue.He sighed, trying to keep himself from thinking about what he had and what he didn't.

If Han Qingcheng's motives are really not pure, even if the target is not Fang Lu, even if he dares to offend his elder sister, Ling Han also decides to beat him up violently.

Ling Shuang and Han Qingcheng were chased away by their mother, saying that it was getting late, so they hurried back to wash and sleep.Ling Shuang was actually not very happy, she found that she and Fang Lu were quite able to chat, but Han Qingcheng had to go to work the next day, so she had no choice but to go back——

Yes, on the third day of the first lunar month, Han Qingcheng will go to his own company to clock in and go to work... There is no Spring Festival in capitalists.

Ling's mother said that she wanted to clean up a room for Fang Lu to sleep in, so she used Ling Shuang's boudoir before she got married, but Fang Lu declined.

He said: "Auntie, don't bother, I can squeeze with Brother Han... right, Brother Han?"

Ling Han couldn't ask for more, nodded his head hastily: "Yeah."

Ling's mother gave Ling Han a blank look: "It's rude, how can we let the guests squeeze? Besides... two boys sleep in the same bed, how can that be done? How inconvenient!"

Fang Lu didn't think much about it, and said casually, "It's just two big men, so it's fine to make do with it!"

In the end, under Fang Lu's main attack and Ling Han's assist, Ling's mother finally let go and agreed to let Fang Lu sleep in Ling Han's room, but there was one request:

Two people slept in different quilts.

Fang Lu carried the new quilt given to him by Ling's mother into Ling Han's room, while crossing his arms and watching Ling Han pack up the two quilt tubes, his mind was running fast.

In the end, he seemed to realize something, and said in amazement: "It turns out that your mother is worried about us... Well, cough, brother Han, your mother is really open-minded, and her thinking... is very avant-garde."

Ling Han: "..."

When he opened his eyes the next day, Fang Lu felt quite magical:

Who can tell him why his quilt fell to the ground, and then... how he got into Ling Han's quilt, and was still on someone else's body, with his head resting on someone else's arm... What the hell? Look at peace of mind!

Ling Han, who was pretending to be asleep at the side, tried his best to make himself look like he was still in a deep sleep. The eyeballs under his eyelids were almost crying, and he managed to keep them still.

And some of the unspeakable reactions from below him faithfully reflected the surge of his heart at the moment...

For the first time, sharing the same bed for two nights, although nothing happened, Ling Han had already imagined a hundred small theaters in his mind, especially the unscrupulous ones, and passed all one hundred and eight postures. all over.

Ling Han was very embarrassed, how embarrassing it would be if Fang Lu found out that his lower self was already full of arrogance!

So, he turned his body slightly, and pushed Fang Lu with his hand, motioning him to get up.

Fang Lu raised his knee and wanted to get up, but he couldn't die...just hit a certain part.

Ling Han: "..." What kind of luck is this? !

They are all men, this kind of reaction is very familiar, Fang Lu just froze for a moment, and then the astonishment disappeared, replaced by a face full of ridicule.

He reached for his phone and found that it was already 08:30.

He chuckled: "Brother Han, young people are... full of energy, even at this point, they still stand tall."

Ling Han was glad that Fang Lu didn't think too much, but his embarrassment would not change, he gave a vague "hmm" and was about to get dressed and get up.Unexpectedly, Fang Lu's words completely stunned him.

He heard Fang Lu say: "Brother Han, let me help you! Otherwise, if you go out with such a thing upside down, if your mother bumps into you, maybe you really think we have something."

After all, she is a forward-thinking woman.

Ling Han was still under pressure, Fang Lu had already started to help him with his hands.

The sound of heavy panting resounded throughout the bedroom...

Outside the door, Ling's mother, who had already prepared breakfast, was about to knock on the door to get the two young people to get up for dinner, but she didn't expect to hear such an indescribable voice outside the door.

Mother Ling: "..."

This time, her guess was further confirmed.

Just when he wanted to lie on the door to hear more clearly, unexpectedly Ling's father walked towards him, and Ling's mother acted as if nothing had happened, and left calmly, and kidnapped Ling's father along the way.

Papa Ling was stunned.

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Ling Han wiped Fang Lu's hand expressionlessly, and Fang Lu rubbed against the other party, and said with a playful smile: "Brother, you...why do you have so many of them? Are you usually suffocated?"

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