dark fire

Two days later, Ling Zhuo brought up the matter of moving with Zhang Jing. Zhang Jing originally said that he had settled on two houses for him, and he had to think carefully about it. Ling Zhuo simply stated his plan.

"Normal people can enter Mr. Lu's community. The privacy is quite good. His house is big, and he lives alone. When I go there, it won't be crowded, and he said that I don't need to pay rent..."

Zhang Jing over there was silent for a while, and said: "Do you think this reason is tenable? I owe you the rent of tens of thousands of yuan per month?"

Ling Zhuo: "That's indeed better than the two houses you saw, save as much as you can."

Zhang Jing: "Forget it, I won't talk about you. You have already decided that if I object, you will still be disgusted. If you want to live with him, you can go and live with him. Just hold your own."

Ling Zhuo wanted to say that it wasn't "cohabitation", but then he thought that living under the same roof is not cohabitation,...forget it.

Zhang Jing reminded him again: "You, take protective measures."

Ling Zhuo said awkwardly: "Sister Jing, where are you going, I'm not a girl."

And he and Lu Chixie really haven't developed that far, although Zhang Jing won't believe it at all.

Zhang Jingyu said earnestly: "I know you can't kill people, but you still have to take protective measures, for your own good."

Ling Zhuo hung up the phone with a red face.

Lu Chixie's malicious laughter sounded beside him, Ling Zhuo raised his eyes and looked over: "What are you laughing at?"

"Take protective measures," Lu Chixie nodded while smiling, "It makes sense."

Ling Zhuo: "Why did you eavesdrop on my phone conversation again?"

Lu Chixie: "I listen openly."

Ling Zhuo: "Anyway, now she agrees, so you are satisfied?"

Lu Chixie: "I'll help you move after the filming is over."

Ling Zhuo didn't bother to pay attention to him, got up and left the lounge first, he was going to go out to film in the afternoon.

When walking outside, he met a tall and stylishly dressed young girl who was brought in, Ling Zhuo didn't look sideways, but the girl passed by him but looked at him twice, and even smiled at him.

Ling Zhuo didn't know this girl, but the person who brought her in did. He was Zhang Tianqi's assistant.Because he and Zhang Tianqi were a bit awkward about adding drama to changing drama, and it was decent in face. As for bumping into each other's personal affairs, he was not in the mood to gossip.

Ling Zhuo ignored him and went straight out.

When leaving the set, Yang Ming found that something had been left behind, and hurriedly went back to the lounge to get it.

Ling Zhuo stood waiting under a temporary shooting studio. The place was relatively remote, and there was no staff nearby, but the girl who had just met him came out alone, chatted up with him with a smile, and asked if he could add WeChat.

Ling Zhuo refused.

The girl is actually quite beautiful, and she is a member of the Internet celebrity circle. She told Zhang Tianqi whether it is a boyfriend or girlfriend, or a friend with sex. Anyway, it’s just that kind of relationship. The top streamer naturally had some ideas, so he followed him out just now under the pretext of going to the bathroom, trying to hook up with Ling Zhuo.

As for men, most of them are like that. She has dated several male celebrities, big and small, but this is the first time she has met someone like Ling Zhuo who refused to even give him a contact information.Moreover, Ling Zhuo's attitude was firm, and he didn't seem to be pretending. The girl smiled and didn't bother, and turned her head back.

Ling Zhuo didn't even have any idea, he had encountered this kind of thing since the first day of his debut, and he was no stranger to it.

After Yang Ming came out, they went out of the studio and got into the car to go to the location of the filming.

In the afternoon, I kept filming on location, and in the evening I went back to film the night scene, and it was already after nine o'clock when everything was over.

The last night scene was a group scene. After filming, Lu Chixie stopped Ling Zhuo, who was about to go back to remove his make-up and change clothes, and reminded him: "Let's go together later."

In front of the crowd, Ling Zhuo didn't have the nerve to argue with him, so he nodded quickly.

When I went back to the hotel and took the elevator upstairs, I ran into the girl I met during the day.

The girl took the room card and walked into the elevator with them, and said hello to Ling Zhuo, her eyes fell on Lu Chixie and her face turned around, whether she was really daring or not, she didn't dare to strike up a conversation with him.

The girls got off the elevator two floors below them, and Zhang Tianqi lived on this floor.

The elevator door closed again, Lu Chixie stared at the number of the floor he was jumping up, and asked Ling Zhuo casually, "Do you know that one just now?"

Ling Zhuo: "I don't know her. I just met him on the set this afternoon. She is Zhang Tianqi's girlfriend. I think his assistant brought her in."

Lu Chixie gave him a meaningful look.

Ling Zhuo: "Mr. Lu, what kind of eyes are you looking at?"

The fifteenth floor was reached, the elevator door opened, Lu Chixie said "It's nothing, I just think Teacher Ling is quite attractive", and walked out first.

Ling Zhuo was puzzled and followed out.

He went back to his room to take a shower, and at 10:30 Lu Chixie knocked on his door.

"It's so late, do you still have class today?" Ling Zhuo opened the door to let people in, but he was already sleepy, yawning profusely.

Lu Chixie: "You won't be filming the first scene after ten o'clock tomorrow, so you don't have to get up so early, what's the rush?"

"What about you?" Ling Zhuo asked him.

"I'm leaving the film crew tomorrow. I've taken a leave of absence to go out to shoot commercials and attend an event. I'll be back this weekend." After Lu Chixie explained casually, he walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa with long legs.

Ling Zhuo suddenly woke up: "Isn't it going to go for four or five days?"

"Well," Lu Chixie glanced at him, "Can't bear me?"

Ling Zhuoxin said what he was reluctant to part with, and sat down beside Lu Chixie: "What time do you leave tomorrow?"

Lu Chixie: "The plane at [-] o'clock in the morning, go directly over here, get closer."

Ling Zhuo said "Oh", and didn't ask any more questions, just go.

"Do you have any other work this week?" Lu Chixie asked him.

Ling Zhuo: "I'm going back tomorrow afternoon to take photos for the new album cover and promotional photos."

Lu Chixie caught one of his hands, squeezed the knuckles of his ring finger, and lowered his voice: "Mr. Ling, your boyfriend is not here, you have to be more honest."

Ling Zhuo laughed and said, "How can I be dishonest? What are you going to do if I am dishonest?"

"You can try," Lu Chixie said in a slightly dangerous tone, "You can figure it out yourself."

Ling Zhuo didn't bother to tell him this: "You are so boring."

After a moment of silence, Ling Zhuo turned his head and asked in Lu Chixie's ear, "It will take more than 40 minutes to get to the airport, don't you have to get up at five o'clock tomorrow?"

Lu Chixie: "Yes."

Ling Zhuo: "Then why don't you go to bed quickly, it's already so late?"

Lu Chixie said "I don't want to sleep", raised his hand and changed his position, and took Ling Zhuo into his arms.

Ling Zhuo smiled with his eyes closed, rubbed his forehead against his chin, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Lu, I really feel a little bit reluctant to part with you."

I don't know if it's reluctance or not, but when I think about not being able to see each other for four or five days, I always feel a little awkward. This is the first time he has expressed this emotion to someone other than Zhong Yiran, and it is also the first time he can easily express it.

Lu Chixie's hand on his shoulder tightened slightly: "Really?"

Ling Zhuo thought for a while and said, "I don't know, maybe."

Lu Chixie looked at him.

Ling Zhuo was embarrassed by his stare, and turned his eyes: "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it."

He got up and went to the bathroom to wash, Lu Chixie followed, leaning against the door with folded arms and looking at him, Ling Zhuo brushed his teeth, looked at Lu Chixie's eyes looking at him in the mirror, and smiled uncomfortably at him.

While Ling Zhuo was washing his face, Lu Chixie took another step forward, leaned close behind him, gently scraped his cheeks with his fingers, looked at his face in the mirror and said, "Why are you so thin-skinned?"

Ling Zhuo turned around to say something to him, but Lu Chixie hugged his waist and sent him up, and sat on the sink, Lu Chixie leaned forward, he could only lean his back against the tiled wall behind him, and did not move.

Lu Chixie's eyes lingered on his face, and one finger was still carelessly scratching his cheek. Ling Zhuo thought that he was obviously sitting higher, looking down at Lu Chixie, but he still felt like being teased wantonly by him. The illusion of playing is really unpleasant.So he wanted to divert Lu Chixie's attention, grabbed the razor on the table, and said to Lu Chixie, "Your stubble has grown, let me shave it for you."

Lu Chixie let him toss, and Ling Zhuo really started to help him moisten his facial skin, and then spread the squeezed foamy shaving cream on it, while Ling Zhuo carefully held Lu Chixie's hand Face, as serious as a finely crafted work of art.

Isn't it just a work of art, Ling Zhuo thought, Lu Chixie's face is actually his greatest capital, his mother An Xin's looks are more glamorous, and he inherited [-]% of his appearance from An Xin, but the outline is tougher and more beautiful The heroic spirit gives people a stronger visual impact, no wonder there are so many Yangou.

"What are you thinking?" Lu Chixie asked.

Ling Zhuo came back to his senses: "It's nothing, I wonder how your face looks like."

Lu Chixie: "You might as well ask yourself."

Ling Zhuo smiled: "Each each other."

Lower your voice again: "Mr. Lu, why is your beard stubble so hard, it's so slow to soften."

Lu Chixie: "Is it hard?"

Ling Zhuo: "It's tough."

His voice was softer: "Your stubble is hard, so the hair on other parts of your body must be hard too. I heard people say that the side with hard hair has stronger desires, is it true?"

Lu Chixie: "Ling Zhuo."

Ling Zhuo: "Why?"

Lu Chixie: "If you don't want to, don't keep teasing me."

Ling Zhuo: "I didn't..."

Lu Chixie: "Whether the desire is strong or not, you will know by yourself."

Ling Zhuo didn't have the nerve to say it again, he was indeed just a little curious, but when he asked, he felt that it was something to blame, as if he did it on purpose.

After Lu Chixie's stubble had completely softened, he quickly picked up the razor to shave him clean, and then wiped off the foam on his face.

As soon as it was cleaned up, Lu Chixie's lips covered her lips, followed by the residual fragrance of shaving cream.

Ling Zhuoqi opened his lips to respond to him, put his hands on his shoulders on both sides, and then slowly tightened them.

Ling Zhuo has long been familiar with and even used to this kind of intimacy of lips and tongues. Lu Chixie taught him from the bumps and bumps at the beginning to the ease with which he is now.

From the bathroom to the room, being pressed into the bed and kissing wantonly, all the senses can feel is only one Lu Chixie, Lu Chixie's kiss, Lu Chixie's breath, Lu Chixie's hoarse panting sound, and even Lu Chixie is this person.

Ling Zhuo lost the ability to think in his dazed mind, and just followed his instinct to respond to his passionate and deep kiss.

When the mobile phone on the bedside table rang, his sanity could barely be pulled back, and Ling Zhuo lightly pushed the person beside him: "I'll answer the phone."

Lu Chixie touched the phone for him, and the caller turned out to be Zhong Yiran.

Ling Zhuo took the mobile phone, sat up and answered it, Zhong Yiran called to inform him that tomorrow's work was postponed to the day after tomorrow, Ling Zhuo said it was received, and chatted with Zhong Yiran casually, Zhong Yiran asked him : "Are you still asleep?"

Before Ling Zhuo could speak, Lu Chixie's hand had slipped under his pajamas and gently pinched against his waist.

Ling Zhuo gasped, stared at the person in front of him, not in the mood to talk to Zhong Yiran, replied "good night" and hung up the phone.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Chixie: "How many times have I reminded you, don't be confused with other men in front of your boyfriend."

Ling Zhuo: "He told me about work, where do you want to go?"

Lu Chixie: "You can't say it on WeChat, you have to call in the middle of the night? You can't tell your assistant, you have to explain yourself?"

Ling Zhuo explained helplessly: "We have notified ourselves of the work in the regiment. If we have to ask the assistant to convey the status of the many students, what's going on, I'm afraid I didn't see the news when I called."

Lu Chixie: "Your contract with Haitian is about to expire?"

Ling Zhuo couldn't keep up with Lu Chixie's jumping thinking: "Not yet, it won't be until the end of next year, but the contract with the group is coming soon, next April."

Lu Chixie: "Leave the group immediately when the contract is up."

With this non-negotiable tone again, Ling Zhuo felt uncomfortable listening, so he didn't say anything.

Lu Chixie pinched him again: "Did you hear that?"

Ling Zhuo patted his hand away: "Don't worry about it."

He glanced at the time: "It's late, Mr. Lu, go back, you have to get up early tomorrow."

Lu Chixie: "I forgot to bring my room card when I came out. Xiaoqian must be asleep right now. I'll be with you for one night."

"..." You did it on purpose.

Too lazy to say any more, Ling Zhuo got into the quilt first.

After swiping his phone for a while before going to bed, Zhong Yiran sent a wechat message to say good night to him, Ling Zhuo glanced at it, but there was no reply.

Then he opened Weibo, swiped the rainbow farts of fans for a few minutes, and saw the entry #想一个人是什么意思# on the hot search, he clicked in with a thought.

#喜欢一个人是什么意思# It’s false to say anything else, at least you have to have a sexual impulse towards that person, and want to do it with him/her.

Lu Chixie came up from behind and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"What are you looking at?"

Ling Zhuo blackened the screen of the phone: "Just take a look."

Lu Chixie smiled in his ear: "Well, just take a look."

"Stop asking." Ling Zhuo's voice was muffled.

Lu Chixie: "Teacher Ling, do you have any?"

Ling Zhuo: "What?"

Lu Chixie: "Sexual impulse, to me."

Ling Zhuo didn't answer, but asked something else: "When will you come back on the weekend?"

Lu Chixie: "I don't know, it depends, maybe Saturday afternoon, maybe Sunday."

Ling Zhuo let out a sigh of relief, okay.

Lu Chixie patted him on the waist: "I won't tease you anymore, go to sleep."

Suppressing the rising restlessness in his heart, Ling Zhuo quietly closed his eyes.