The best actor is my lover [Transmigration Book]

"Who did you drink with?"

Jing Wenqing raised his head and murmured, "...Drunk? Not drunk! You came to pick me up, I'm so dizzy... Look at you, there are three phantoms!"

Jing Wenqing blinked blankly, stretched out his hand and raised three fingers.

Pei Jing laughed and squeezed his hand: "Okay, I'm not drunk. Do you know who I am?"

"...?" Jing Wenqing was stunned for two seconds, then burst out laughing, and patted Pei Jing's shoulder vigorously, "Pei Jing! The film king who ran naked all over the room in his underpants, you can't forget his heroic demeanor! You Also...you still owe me a candlelight dinner for the fifth anniversary of your marriage, and I will have a big drink then. Today...today..."

"Today, yes, today..." Jing Wenqing faltered and moved closer to Pei Jing.

The distance between the two was not far away, and with this small staggering step, Jing Wenqing pressed against Pei Jing's ear and said softly, "I haven't had enough. He, they are all bullying him." I'm...unhappy, everyone wants to play with me, oh, it's too noisy, I just want to cling to you."

Jing Wenqing was thin, maybe it was because he was drunk just now, his originally smooth mid-length hair was disheveled, and his pretty face was instantly sluggish.

As he spoke, his eyes turned red again.

Pei Jing looked at him, took a deep breath, and his eyes trembled.

In the script, the King of Dance and the King of Film and Television are not married, and there is no candlelight dinner on the fifth wedding anniversary that Jing Wenqing said.

──That was the promise he made to Jing Wenqing before wearing the book.

Pei Jing's heart beat like a drum, he paused, and slowly reached out to hug Jing Wenqing who was rubbing against his chest.

Now Pei Jing is absolutely sure: this is his Qingqing.

"Why do not you speak!"

Jing Wenqing glanced over with misty eyes: "Let's go, let's go home. I belch, I'm so hungry, and there's still half a duck in the oven."

Jing Wenqing was insane after being drunk, and it was not honest to be held in Pei Jing's arms.He was half a head shorter than Pei Jing, so he had to stand on tiptoes, waved his hands with difficulty, and barely hooked up with Pei Jing.

The whole person hung obliquely on Pei Jing's body.

"Go! Drive!!!" He hehe, patting his hands restlessly.

There was a smile on the corner of Pei Jing's mouth, he couldn't help him: "What are you doing, rickshaw driver?"

Jing Wenqing couldn't understand, he was childish, and kept on driving, every word he uttered was full of alcohol, and he rushed to Pei Jing's face, it was spicy and sweet, very strong.

"Little drunk."

Pei Jing panicked, touched Jing Wenqing's pocket, and took out his room card.Then he hugged his waist lightly, bent over and hugged him, and walked slowly towards Jing Wenqing's room.

Jing Wenqing is not serious, and he even got drunk before going through the book, no one knows better than Pei Jing how to "deal with" Jing Wenqing.

Fortunately, there was no one in the corridor of the hotel, and the sound insulation effect was good. No one else knew what Jing Wenqing was like when he was drunk.

Jing Wenqing has always been a bad drinker, and he really can't remember anything when he is drunk, and his mind is blank the next day.

At the wedding, everyone joins in the fun and celebration, so there is no reason for the groom not to toast.Jing Wenqing's toast was for dozens of tables, Pei Jing snatched his wine glass and wanted to drink it for him, but Jing Wenqing sternly refused, and insisted on finishing the drink in a proper manner.

There is no other reason, the etiquette of toasting on the day of the wedding banquet is indispensable, Jing Wenqing feels that the occasion is grand and must be followed.Marriage is a big event in life.

That night, Jing Wenqing was so drunk that he pointed at Pei Jing's chest in front of the hotel, and shouted to everyone: "No one is allowed to leave, let me see who dares to leave. Is it unreasonable not to come to the bridal chamber tonight? Who is going to do it on a good day? May you break up, huh? Who agreed?"

"Let me tell you, Pei Jing is very strong on the bed. I wrestled with him, he...wrestled with his arms! Being pressed on the bed by him...the pain made me cry..."

Everyone was dumbfounded, watching Pei Jing's gradually darkening face and laughing loudly.

On the second day of the wedding, Jing Wenqing bit the bullet and listened to Pei Jing's description, his eyes widened in disbelief: "You exaggerated, I didn't."

Since then, Pei Jing has not allowed Jing Wenqing to drink more, and he is only allowed to drink one or two bottles of beer under his nose, which is all Jing Wenqing can drink to stay sober.

Pei Jing hugged Jing Wenqing to the bed, and couldn't help laughing while recalling.

Jing Wenqing groaned, and sat up straight: "Wait a minute, I remembered! We are still arguing! The half duck in the oven smells like burnt, I want to eat it at noon, did you mean it?" Don't let me eat, are you afraid that I will get fat..."

As he spoke, he became aggrieved, lowered his head, blinked his eyes, and fell straight onto the bed with a bang.

Jing Wenqing sank his whole face into the quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "Good or bad, good or bad, you would be soaked in a pig cage in ancient times like this."

Jing Wenqing, who was drunk, had no logical thinking at all, he pieced together the impressive past, and what he said was completely wrong, and he fell into a sad mood.

There's no need to reason with an alcoholic.

"Okay, I'm bad, I'll soak the pig cage." Pei Jing saw it, smiled in his heart, poured a glass of water to help him up, and coaxed, "The bad guy soaked the pig cage, children can drink water with peace of mind now. Come on, Drink slowly to moisten your throat."

His baby is clear.

It's really clear.

Jing Wenqing took the paper cup in a daze, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze fell on Pei Jing's lips.

"Otherwise...the handsome guy kisses me. Kiss, I don't care about the roast duck. But, but...but you have to buy me another one tomorrow!"

Pei Jing gasped for breath: "Which handsome guy are you asking? There is no one called handsome guy here."

"Big handsome guy—a huge handsome guy." Jing Wenqing blinked, "There is...a handsome guy with three heads!"

After finishing speaking, Jing Wenqing took the initiative to lean over, and rubbed his lips against his lips, and then, the spicy wine smell entered Pei Jing's mouth along his lips and teeth, it was sweet.

A kiss, deep and heavy.

In the end, Jing Wenqing backed away.

Pei Jing's heart exploded, his eyes turned red, and he closed his eyes slightly to think about it.Jing Wenqing was dumbfounded, after kissing for a while, he squeezed his hands and looked at his feet.

Suddenly, Jing Wenqing's eyes trembled, and he yelled at Pei Jing: "Don't come here! I know everything, but you just had something wrong with you, and you just kissed me forcibly!...I, I...you, I There is a lover!"

I waited for a long time, Jing Wenqing was too anxious to speak.

Knowing that Jing Wenqing is always weird when drunk, cute and cute, without brain autonomy, Pei Jing is still amused.

He pursed his lips, and after a while, he took advantage of the moment Jing Wenqing was in a daze and rubbed his thumb against the seam of Jing Wenqing's lips, "Love? Who? Missing other men in my bed?"

Jing Wenqing trembled, and the water in the paper cup almost spilled out.

"Pei Jing?" Jing Wenqing snorted.

"I'm not Pei Jing?" Pei Jing stared into his eyes.

Jing Wenqing was at a loss, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes.

"Huh?" Pei Jing said, "It's not me?"

"It's Pei Jing, it's not...it's..." Jing Wenqing's hands stiffened, and then he remembered something, his face froze suddenly, his limbs stiffened, and he kicked his legs hard to crawl towards the bed, "Let me go, big brother, don't come here !"

"Hey, slow down." Pei Jing quickly got up and stopped in front of him, taking the water glass by the way.

Jing Wenqing couldn't do anything when he was drunk.Pei Jingsheng was afraid that Jing Wen could not distinguish between the floor and the bed, so he fell straight down.

Little guy, thinking about it, what did you think of?

Pei Jing supported him, feeling embarrassed.

Jing Wenqing whimpered, flinched, mumbled a few syllables in his mouth, his voice was soft and sticky, with a slight rise in the end, but it was different from just now, and he couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

Pei Jing brushed his hair aside, looked again, Jing Wenqing was breathing calmly, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.I don't know if I'm still worried, and my eyebrows are tightly frowned.

this little guy.

Pei Jing carefully helped Jing Wenqing change into his pajamas, wrapped him in the quilt, and tucked the corners of the quilt for him.The latter turned over, touched the pillow sideways, sniffed, suddenly laughed, and rubbed against each other.

"So soft."

Pei Jing laughed.

He turned his head and was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower, but his eyes flashed, only to see that the mobile phone he just took out from Jing Wenqing's coat was on.

Several messages pop up on the main interface.

Xiang Cheng: Xiaojing, does your head still hurt?Tonight's wine is still not suitable for you. Next time, let's change to fruit wine, and I will make it for you again.

Xiang Cheng: ... Are you still single now?Remember what we said before, now my mind has not changed, I want to pursue you.

Pei Jing stayed where he was, his smile disappeared, and he chose to read but not reply.

A layer of frost could completely form on Pei Jing's face.The King of Dance has many suitors, and he has long been familiar with the plot.

Today's episode was not written in the script, but now, who did Jing Wenqing get drunk with, the answer is self-evident.

When it really happened in front of his eyes, Pei Jing was still very upset.He paused, returned to the bed, gently brushed away the broken hair behind Jing Wen's ears, and branded a light red tooth mark on the neck below the ears.

It's ambiguous enough, and the person involved can't see it in the mirror.

Pei Jing thought to himself, the current situation... Qingqing wants to maintain the original character set of the dancing king everywhere, but also reflects her own temperament all the time.

why?

……

It was already the next day when Jing Wen woke up, and was woken up by the phone alarm.There was no one else in the room except him.

"..."

Jing Wen cleared the alarm, got up slowly, with a splitting headache.He scolded himself for being so wicked to hide from Xiang Cheng, and knocked his head.But then, he was stunned.

Regarding everything about last night, his mind went blank...

Drink the fragments!He is so drunk!

And...he didn't turn on the alarm?

Thinking about it, Jing Wenqing felt lingering fear, turned on the phone, and saw Meng Xihao's condolences as expected.

Meng Xihao made seventeen or eight calls, but Jing Wenqing didn't answer any of them.

Meng Xihao: Wake up manually, why don't you answer the phone!Wake up, don't be late! ! !I saw a message back.

Meng Xihao: I was wrong, I shouldn't have taken you to the bar, woo woo.Xiaojing, wake up, don't be late!

Sent time, 1 minute ago.

Jing Wenqing: There's an alarm, don't worry.fine.

Although he didn't know how the alarm came from.

Scrolling down, there is also news from "Don't allow Guan Jingwen to clear the little black house".

[I set the alarm for you. Last night you were drunk, and I met you in the corridor. I will take you back on the way.Don't drink next time. 】

Jing Wenqing opened his eyes wide:? ?

The author has something to say: Qing: (horrified)

I'm a little busy these two days, here I come~

感谢在2021-02-1200:06:52~2021-02-1402:04:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Qingzhou;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!