Mr. Xu is an attack, he was reborn

My lover doesn't meet Mr. Xu every day. He is an actor, and he often runs around with the crew. He is away from the beach for half of the year, and he may not be able to see Mr. Xu for the rest of the time. Although Mr. Xu commutes on time, but Also have their own entertainment.

So in the first year of this relationship, the way the two get along hasn't changed much.

Except for the occasional emotion, most of the time it is neither salty nor light,

It is true that for the lover, this is really the best, but when he agreed to be taken care of at the beginning, there were many complicated factors, the most important of which was the lover's sexual orientation. There is enough to please the eye.

So unconsciously, I became more eager.

It's hard to say that it's because of sex, or because of the long-term love, but I can't see each other, and I miss him so much.

My lover added Mr. Xu’s Wechat, and I always find interesting things to chat with him every now and then. He takes good pictures and is away from home. There are always new things. Mr. Xu will respond occasionally, mostly in a few words, concise and clear, but still enough to make me feel happy. The lover pursed his lips, in a good mood.

The lover has just shown his sharpness, and his complexion is even worse. Among the Yingying and Yanyan in the circle, his pure and upright, clean and self-sufficient temperament attracts countless people to throw themselves into their arms, and there are only a lot of lucrative deals.

Before Mr. Xu made a statement, the lover shrank into the shell, holding up the banner that he had been contracted by someone and did not plan to change his partner.

Therefore, when Mr. Xu goes to a banquet, he will also be ridiculed by his acquaintances for being charming in the golden house.

The golden house may be, but Jiaojiao is never Jiaojiao.

The lover is about 1.8 meters tall, with four-pack abdominal muscles, tall and well-proportioned muscles, a shimmering smile, hormonal bursts, usually gentle and shy, reserved and considerate, he is an out-and-out little fresh meat.

The poor little boy who was brought home took Mr. Xu's guest bedroom. When he was not filming, he would always see the big boy nestled on the sofa or balcony when he came home from get off work.

Seeing him come back, he raised his head from the book or tablet, pursed his lips, and said with sparkling eyes: "You're back."

Mr. Xu will be stunned for a moment, then nod, change his shoes and wash his hands. When everything is tidied up, the cohabitant will slowly lean over unnaturally, and then get closer until he is close to his knee. Then he blushes and asks cautiously Does he want to kiss.

If Mr. Xu nodded, the lover would prop up the sofa and sit beside him, hold his hand modestly first, then suck on his lips, kiss slowly for a while, and stick out his tongue to suck the kiss.

Mr. Xu didn't resist, nor did he take the initiative. It was always the lover who unbuttoned him one by one, and he turned his back on the client.

The lover seldom begged him for anything, and never touched the card. Occasionally, when he didn't do anything, he would talk about some things on the set by his side.

He has fine bones and distinct sideburns, which is very suitable for ancient costumes.

After taking the makeup photo that day, because of an accident on the set, he didn’t remove his makeup and went home wearing a full set of makeup. The big boy with pure eyebrows and clear eyes looked stern and solemn because of his makeup and clothing, but he was not angry when he saw him wearing home clothes. Mr. Xu immediately lowered his eyelashes, and scratched his hairpiece awkwardly and uncomfortably.

"Leo is at home."

"Ah."

Young Master Jia of Yushu Linfeng lowered his head and changed his shoes. He wanted to change his clothes immediately, but for some reason, he didn't do it for a long time. Instead, he sat beside Mr. Xu in costume and studied the script.

Mr. Xu watched Sudoku with a cold and indifferent face.

"Leo, can you play with me?"

The lover flipped through the script. This is a somewhat vulgar costume drama, but the story is good. He pulled Mr. Xu's sleeve shyly. Mr. Xu put down the sudoku board, took the script, flipped through it, and asked : "Which paragraph?"

"Here." The lover pointed to the place circled by the red pen, his brows were slightly frowned, and his face slowly turned red: "This section."

Mr. Xu hummed and read it carefully: "Which role do you play?"

"Mrs. Xue Ji."

An Israeli patriarch, a cannon fodder role that sets off the moody moodiness of the character.

The lover's eyelashes kept blinking, and the red spread from his cheeks to his neck, but his tone was calm and composed, and his expression looked natural.

Mr. Xu raised his brows slightly, his lover trembled in fear.

"Isn't it the male second?"

"The director asked us to eat the drama. I think not only the characters themselves, but also the attitude towards the characters in the drama."

"Ah."

Mr. Xu couldn't deny it. He silently read the marked paragraph, and then put down the script. He still had that indifferent face, and didn't match any expressions, just uttered the dialogue without emotion.

"Raise your head." Mr. Xu said, "What's your name, where is your family name, and why are you here?"

The lover raised her head, her cheeks were red, and her lines were stuttering and trembling: "My daughter Xue Ji, from Pingyao County, came here for His Royal Highness Cheng Wang."

Mr. Xu lifted Xue Ji's chin. He didn't have acting skills, but his voice was low and cold, making people's scalp numb with horror.

"Ah."

And then a rough kiss.

Mr. Xu didn't move, neither did the lover, his hand was still hooked on the little lover's chin, and the other didn't blink.

The little lover is not effeminate, but because of the hard training in the wind and the sun, she is more upright and handsome, with bright eyes, and has nothing to do with Mrs. Xue Ji, the flattering role of the Israeli servant. She is not weak, and she is not as described in the script. So pitiful, so Mr. Xu withdrew his hand, ignoring the following two idioms that are not suitable for lovers.

The lover slumped his shoulders inexplicably, buried his head, took the script, and continued to study and figure it out. Mr. Xu picked up the Sudoku board again, focusing on familiarity and logic.

After a while, the lover leaned over and held Mr. Xu's hand that was playing with the square. He was a little stiff and shy, but said seriously: "Mr. Xu, do you want to kiss today?"

Mr. Xu was stunned for a moment, but before he nodded, the other party leaned over and kissed him on the lips.

Then naturally, something more intimate than a kiss happens.

The lover's agent, Ms. Deng, is vigorous and decisive, but she still respects the patron behind the artist, and often reminds her that a certain star surnamed Zhou must do her best to the patron, so as not to be thrown off by such a good employer.

The educated celebrities surnamed Zhou are often impatient, frowning while scrolling through Weibo, and they don’t agree with Ms. Deng in this regard, and Ms. Deng can only look at the fool and sigh, secretly cursing dead wood.

Every time the lover goes on a business trip, he will bring gifts to Mr. Xu, and he has explored a way to communicate with Mr. Xu without a teacher. Although it is brief, it can be called daily contact.

He knew that Mr. Xu had two names. His familiar relatives called him Jin Zai, his friends and colleagues in the business field called him Xu Sheng, Xiao Xu, and Lao Xu, and his lover called him Leo. This was when Mr. Xu was studying in England. name.

The lover is obsessed with a farming simulation game, and nervously drags Mr. Jin into the pit.

The game is operated independently by regional modules. Team players are randomly born on asteroids, dividing territories, and have a high degree of freedom. The lover was ambitious at the beginning, and vowed to open up territories in a precarious different world for the benefit of the homeland, but the goose bare buttocks The consequence of going out to explore is to send them back to the birth point one after another.

The lover gritted his teeth, continued to work hard, and even used the blessing card to change the race, from a human race with stable qualities to a monster with thick skin, durability and low sensitivity.

However, less than half a day after carrying the ax out of the house, he was sent back to the birth point by the tentacles and vines of Baiyue Forest.

"leo."

The lover's fingers were trembling, and one of them was not clear-headed, so he knocked on the door of Mr. Xu's bedroom with a computer in his hand.

After waiting for ten seconds, the door opened. Mr. Xu rubbed his brows with a cold expression. It was rare that he didn't ask what's the matter, but said, "Why did you die again?"

The lover can't wait to hug the computer and weep, but he can't lose his masculinity, so he can only endure the depression and spit out a sentence for a long time: "Spicy chicken games, you can't krypton gold."

Mr. Xu's face was pale, like a fairy touching his head to bless him, he touched his lover's head and comforted him: "You are stupid."

The lover was immediately hit hard, went back to the room, rolled up his sleeves, pursed his lips, and secretly checked the strategy, but the strategy was not so reckless, he was used to the wind, the frost, the sword, the axe, and the knife, and let him be like a trickle , Moisten things silently and operate and accumulate like that?Oh, it is unimaginable!

The lover simply reckless to the end.

On the contrary, Mr. Xu, who was not very interested at the beginning, silently avoided the monsters and refugees, chose a bend in the river where he could live, and built a small wooden house. Then the poor jingled, and the poor hunter who had nothing but martial arts came After a week of hard fighting, the base was still moved, and a rag curtain was hung next to the cabin, and it was signed, Zhou xx's fortress.

After the lover became popular, the schedule was tight, and after less than a month's rest, he rushed to the next film and television base without stopping.

The weather was extremely hot that day, and my lover was filming a costume scene. He was wearing three layers of luxurious winter clothes on the inside and outside. I took more than a dozen pictures, but I didn't pass it.

Either the state is wrong, or the words are not clear, or the action etiquette is wrong, and the director is furious, grabbing the little fresh meat of the emperor to talk about the play.

The lover was sweating profusely and was not prone to seizures. When he was resting, he hurriedly lifted up the hem of his shirt and put his hood on the electric fan. Only when the cool breeze passed through the eggs did he feel comfortable.

Sister Deng scolded Xiao Xianrou while stuffing ice packs in his arms. The high temperature was over 30 degrees and he was wearing a heavy winter coat. It was torture to stay on the set for a moment, not to mention tossing back and forth more than a dozen times.

Xiao Xianrou was scolded tearfully, and apologized to the actors one by one. It can be seen that he has a good personality, but the financial backer behind him is a little careless and generous.

Hearing that Xiaoqing'er was wronged, Baba rushed to the set and faced a group of people with eyes not eyes and nose not nose, but because the boss had thick legs, the director couldn't talk to chase them away for a while.

The lover played the role of a middle-aged Confucian scholar who endured humiliation and endured all the misery. He has a beard and bags under his eyes, and he deliberately lost [-] pounds for this. Get a thin waist that can't be grasped.

The benefactor of Little Fresh Meat originally frowned, but gradually turned his eyes straight, staring at the slender waist, long legs and upturned buttocks, swallowing his saliva, chatting with others, and asking for his lover's name at the same time.

night.

A certain celebrity surnamed Zhou returned to the hotel where he was staying after finishing a day of filming, and was forced to show his love by an unknown person holding 999 red roses.

This incident should not have made a fuss on Weibo, but the reporter invited by the crew to promote it also happened to be staying in the hotel. After coming and going, it became a joke and squeezed into the trending search. In the picture, 999 roses and the beard of the lover were smashed on the wall by the flowers. Appearance accounted for a large part.

The comment area was in a mess, hahaha, and the comments for those who show love don't like noodles and love men have been praised.

The lover returned to the room, full of depression, opened WeChat, and there was no news of the serious financial master, who was about to withdraw from the deserted world of mortals.

I don't understand.

The lover sighed, lying on the bed, grabbing the pillow with his head in depression, rubbing back and forth, but accidentally clicked on the video call, and when the familiar "what" came to his ears, the lover's hand was resting on the bed. On the crotch, undress and remove shoes and socks.

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