The heartthrob green tea took the revenge abuse script

Ever since Song Xiao overheard the phone call with Duan Mutang, Lu Qingjiu no longer dared to make calls in the bedroom.

It's autumn and the night is humid. Lu Qingjiu is wearing a blanket and blowing cold wind on the balcony, but he still wants to make his voice sound warm.

He made a fool of himself for a long time, and finally talked about Jiang's affairs, suppressed the hatred in his heart, and asked softly: "I don't understand, why did you spend so much time, but just gave Jiang's a painless punch?"

Duanmutang was very alert, and asked back: "You have hatred for the Jiang family, do you want me to avenge them for you?"

"I can't do anything by myself. I gave up the idea of ​​revenge a long time ago. I just hope to live a good life. But I feel worthless for you. You are a very smart person. Why have you been at their mercy for so many years?"

Duanmutang was silent for a moment, then sighed, Lu Qingjiu knew that what he had said was in his heart.

When his "little lover" Han Xun first appeared in front of Lu Qingjiu, Duan Mutang said that he didn't like disobedient people.

Naturally, I don't like disobedient partners.

Presumably being under the control of the Jiang family is tantamount to relying on others for him.

"Jiang Lianze doesn't allow anyone to ride on his head. After so many years, I haven't found a chance to resist."

"It's probably because the two tigers are incompatible." Lu Qingjiu smiled sweetly, leaving blank the short-term provocation, "I'm going to sleep, can I still receive your flowers tomorrow?"

Ever since Lu Qingjiu made a false confession, Duan Mutang seemed to like acting affectionately on the phone, and even asked someone to send flowers to the door of the room where he was filming every day.

If Lu Qingjiu came back first, he would find a red rose at the door.If Song Xiao came back first, he would find Rose lying in the trash can when he opened the door.

"Of course." Duanmutang's gentle and steady voice dissipated in the wind.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Qingjiu restrained his smile.

Duanmutang just used himself as a scapegoat and a shield, but he used all his thoughts to make him relax his vigilance.

He loves to act so much, he might as well accompany him to the end.

Opening the balcony door, Song Xiao watched him quietly under the warm yellow light.

"Brother, are you with Uncle Duanmu?"

"..."

He seemed to finally understand why Duanmutang was angry.

It's so strange to call uncle after calling brother.

What's more, I still asked if they were together.

Lu Qingjiu said truthfully: "Not yet... I will tell you the day we are together."

After Song Xiao took a bath recently, his face was always red, and he wondered if the bath water was too hot and burned his pale skin.

As soon as Lu Qingjiu finished speaking, Song Xiao stuck to his side, staring at him straightly: "Brother, can you sleep with me?"

"You've grown up and it's your 20th birthday soon..."

"have not reach yet."

"..."

Song Xiao had already got into the quilt, hugged him tightly, his hot skin seemed to have a fever, and the skin that was blown by the cold wind of Lu Sake warmed up a little bit.

Soon, Lu Qingjiu discovered that there was something wrong with Song Xiao's body.

Their skin is close to each other, and the subtle changes of each other can be transmitted through the fabric.

What's more... a place he had never dared to think about.

Lu Qingjiu blushed so hard that he couldn't say a complete sentence: "What's wrong with you, you, you???"

"After the last kiss, I always think about my brother, and I will dream about you in my dreams."

"What... what kind of dream?"

"I can't tell you." Song Xiao said softly in his ear, "You will hate me."

Joyful emotions suddenly exploded in his mind, but his reason hadn't been shattered yet.

If Song Xiao liked him, why would he still accept that he and Duan Mutang were flirting on the phone every day and never stopped?

Lu Qingjiu suppressed his blind happiness and asked tentatively, "If I still like Duanmutang, what would you think?"

Song Xiao froze all over.

Relying on Lu Qingjiu being defenseless against him, taking advantage of the two people's consistent closeness, they wanted to confide their hearts thoroughly, but they still heard someone else's name.

My elder brother is very dependent on Duan Mutang, but he wants to harm him, making him pay for his past mistakes and current plans.

How sad would my brother be if he took away this fatherly love like a flower in a mirror and a moon in water?

"...It doesn't matter, brother, if you want to see him more, just go ahead."

Anyway, your tenderness won't last long.

Lu Qingjiu looked at him seriously: "Aren't you going to be angry?"

Song Xiao lowered his eyelashes and said against his will: "...No."

However, Lu Qingjiu suddenly pushed him away, took his hand and sat up, staring at him with beautiful big eyes, breaking all Song Xiao's fantasies word by word.

"A Xiao, I'm sorry, my brother shouldn't have seduced you."

"You didn't, it was me..."

"I kissed you that day to save my reputation. I... I was using you."

"It's better than being brave all by yourself and not wanting me to share anything."

Song Xiao was uneasy, but Lu Qingjiu seemed very sad too. He wanted to reach out to comfort him, but Lu Qingjiu calmly pushed him away.

"You mistakenly think that you like me now because you only have me as a friend, and you only stay with me every day. All the first experiences are with me... A Xiao, have you heard of the chick complex? You just Just rely on the first person you experience."

Song Xiao firmly embedded Lu Qingjiu's shoulder.

Of course Lu Qingjiu had the strength to break free.

But he must be reluctant to hurt himself.

Song Xiao resisted the sourness in his eyes, and stared into his eyes: "Brother, you don't need you to teach me what liking is. If you don't believe me, I'll prove it to you."

"Then don't sleep together...it will only aggravate your illusion."

Lu Qingjiu seemed to be sadder than him, silently pushing away from his embrace.

Song Xiao's anger quickly dissipated, and he looked back at him cautiously, seeing his petite body huddled under the quilt, which was trembling slightly.

He leaned forward, trying to lift the quilt, but was pushed away again.

"I said, don't sleep together, you can calm down."

"But you are crying."

Lu Qingjiu choked with sobs and said, "No."

Song Xiao hurriedly handed him a tissue, his anger completely turned into a daze: "Brother, you rejected me, I should be the one who is sad..."

"What do you know?"

"At least I know I like you."

"That's not liking."

"..." Song Xiao was suddenly frustrated, "I won't quarrel with you anymore."

In the end, Song Xiao lifted the quilt and wiped away the tears that overflowed again for Lu Qingjiu. Looking at those teary eyes, all angry emotions melted away, and he suddenly understood.

Because my brother has his own heart and his own feelings are his burden, that's why he shed tears.

When the eyesores are gone, he has to make his brother smile happily when he hears that he likes him.

……

Song Xiao didn't mind his relationship with Duan Mutang at all, it was definitely not the way he liked a person.

If you like someone, you should hope that there is no one else in his eyes except yourself.

Lu Qingjiu deliberately kept a distance from Song Xiao, but he couldn't escape the emotional drama that was getting more and more day by day.

He gradually discovered that the latest script had changed a lot compared to the draft that Duan Mutang sent in the first time. Many scenes were filled with memories that belonged to him and Song Xiao, details that Duan Mutang had no way of knowing.

Those simple pasts have been adapted into emotional dramas.

Lu Qingjiu looked at the script and finally determined that Song Xiao's sudden illusion was not only because of his popular kiss, but also because of the drama.

The CP of the protagonist in the play has been keeping a low profile after the accident at the protagonist's house, just to avenge him.

He did a lot of things openly and secretly, but he didn't say a word when he came to the protagonist, but just smiled silently, bearing all the guilt and pressure for him.

It is simply a perfect lover made for the protagonist.

It was even like the hero that Lu Qingjiu had imagined countless times in the past three years, who could free him from the boundless quagmire.

Such a perfect person overlapped with Song Xiao's face, making him unable to distinguish the past from the present.

Road sake NG more often than ever.

He couldn't face Song Xiao's affectionate gaze, and every time his eyes met, he would feel guilty for teasing Song Xiao's thoughts.

The repeated NGs added another layer of guilt towards the director and staff.

When the play was over, fans waiting outside surrounded them, reminding him of the kiss that night, and feeling guilty for his recklessness.

Layers of troubles add up to make him breathless.

Back at the hotel entrance, Song Xiao quickly picked up the rose that appeared every day, concealed his ears and hid it in a place where Lu Qingjiu could not see it, and threw it into the trash can after opening the door.

Lu Qingjiu: "..."

He obviously doesn't mind his relationship with Duanmutang, but he is still angry because of an innocent flower, it's really childish.

Song Xiao closed the door and immediately asked, "Why is brother absent-minded today?"

"..." What do you think?

Lu Qingjiu just wanted to sort out his emotions silently, but this little ancestor was uneasy, and pulled his shoulders, as if preparing to preach.

"Brother, if you continue like this, you won't be able to film. You have to get used to looking at me."

"Who said I dare not look at you anymore?" Lu Qingjiu couldn't resist him, so he could only look up, with a little temper, wanting to prove that he was magnanimous enough.

After watching for a long time, Song Xiao's eyes reflected a flustered self.

People with good eyes are naturally affectionate.He couldn't help thinking: If Song Xiao wasn't too withdrawn, would he still be able to walk into Song Xiao's dream and become the unique person?

impossible.

Song Xiao is so outstanding, he is an idol that everyone is looking forward to, and he is the young master of the Song family, with an infinitely bright future.

Lu Qingjiu slowly lowered his head, was held by the shoulders again, pinched his cheeks and was forced to raise his head.

"Brother, look into my eyes." Song Xiao's eyes were serious, fiery, and there was no avoidance, "If you don't look at me, we will practice tomorrow's lines until you no longer feel awkward."

Lu Qingjiu's voice was difficult: "What's the play tomorrow?"

Song Xiao blinked her eyes and smiled innocently: "After the revision of our two scripts, they are all for the business interaction after the finalization, so every scene is an emotional scene."

...to die for.

What should I do, if this continues, I will really fall in love with you completely.