Rebirth of the film and television superstar

After Ling Haotian let out a contented moan, Bian Hui also roared all over his body, pressing on Ling Haotian's body.

After breathing evenly, Bian Hui kissed Ling Haotian's red and swollen cherry, "When I'm not around, I can't hold it anymore."

Ling Haotian ignored Bian Hui's teasing, and lazily pushed Bian Hui's body, "Go down, sink to death."

"That's not okay, take a break, let's come again." Bian Hui lightly pecked Ling Haotian's lips, and hugged Ling Haotian to his body, "Let you be on top."

Ling Haotian felt something swell again in his body, frowned lightly, lay softly on Bian Hui's body and said, "How about next time, I'm really tired today."

Bian Hui pinched Ling Haotian's nose, "It's better for me, I only make you comfortable and don't let you be troubled."

Bian Hui had been upstairs just now, watching Cheng Jinying train Ling Haotian.

Even Cheng Jinying grabbed Ling Haotian, forcibly pressed his face against Ling Haotian, and forcibly pulled Ling Haotian into his arms when Ling Haotian reached out to shake hands with him, he saw clearly.

Although he was annoyed that Cheng Jinying touched Ling Haotian, Bian Hui was very satisfied with Ling Haotian because he only treated Cheng Jinying as a friend, but he couldn't help it, and was still comparing Cheng Jinying with himself.

He knew very well that it was impossible for Lin Zifeng to fall in love with Ling Haotian.

Bian Hui and Ling Haotian have been together for a long time, and have a little understanding of Ling Haotian's character.

Ling Haotian is by no means a person who likes to put a hot face on someone's cold ass. After a long time, he will naturally become discouraged. The last time he committed suicide, he must have given up.

So Bian Hui was not worried about what would happen between Lin Zifeng and Ling Haotian, because Lin Zifeng would not compete with him.

But Cheng Jinying was different, he knew Ling Haotian was his own, but he never gave up.

Whether it was when Ling Haotian fell in love with Lin Zifeng back then, or when he was with him now, he was always chasing after him. Bian Hui had never seen such a determined person.

"I'm the most tired when I'm with you." Ling Haotian moaned, "Go out."

Bian Hui looked at Ling Haotian whose upper eyelids were fighting with his lower eyelids, so he had no choice but to lift Ling Haotian's body and pull out little Bian Hui.

"Hmm~!" Ling Haotian snorted lightly, his brows stretched.

"Feel it for me." Bian Hui pressed Ling Haotian's hand onto little Bian Hui.

Ling Haotian obediently used his hands, moving them up and down, to solve him with his hands, it was better than being squeezed dry by Bian Hui.

"Hurry up..." Bian Hui's breathing became rough.

Ten minutes later, Ling Haotian withdrew his hand weakly, "I have no strength." After speaking, he fell on the bed, turned over and ignored Bian Hui.

After training for most of the day and carrying sandbags for several hours, Ling Haotian has already reached his limit. He dragged his exhausted body and fought with Bian Hui for more than an hour. Now his hands are sore.

On Bian Hui's head, there were blue veins of patience, he took Ling Haotian's hand, wrapped it with his own, and moved again, "I really owe you."

Ling Haotian felt Bian Hui's burning big hand and his warm embrace, his arms moved up and down involuntarily, and fell asleep unknowingly.

Bian Hui looked at the little figure who was resting on his arm, breathing evenly, and slowed down the speed of his hand. After another ten minutes, he released it with a muffled grunt.

Looking at the liquid on his hands and Ling Haotian's, Bian Hui picked up Ling Haotian and walked towards the bathroom again.

Using warm water to extract the essence from Ling Haotian's body, Bian Hui couldn't help but secretly kissed Ling Haotian's lips.

Fool, then what are you doing, what do you want that I can't give you?

House, car, as long as you want, I can give it to you.

Looking at Ling Haotian's flushed face, Bian Hui felt the urge to beat Zhou Liang up again.

But looking at the appearance of Ling Haotian and Zhou Liang, it seems that they have reconciled. If I clean up Zhou Liang again, Haotian will be very embarrassed!

After simply cleaning Ling Haotian's body, Bian Hui put on the clothes he brought for Ling Haotian, and walked out of the police academy with Ling Haotian in his arms.

The bed here is very hard, not as good as the Simmons in my RV!

When Bian Hui was bathing himself, Ling Haotian opened his eyes a few times in a daze, but he couldn't resist the overwhelming drowsiness, and fell asleep again. Feeling the sunlight, he opened his bloodshot eyes. Eyes, "Where are you going?"

"Go home, go to sleep, you'll be home when you wake up." Bian Hui bent over and put Ling Haotian on the mattress of the RV, kissed Ling Haotian's forehead, and then used his big hand to block Ling Haotian from the glare of the sun ,"drive."

The driver started the car and drove towards the inner city.

Ling Haotian didn't know how many people along the way saw him being hugged by Bian Hui.

However, the people here don't know their identities, so there shouldn't be any troubles. After all, the weather is too hot, and there are quite a few student policemen who passed out due to heatstroke during training.

He didn't reject Bian Hui's kindness, looked at the sight blocked by Bian Hui's big hand, smiled and closed his eyes.

The driver got the explanation and drove the car steadily. With the soft mattress under his body and the smell of Bian Hui in his breath, Ling Haotian quickly fell asleep.

When Ling Haotian woke up again, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, his stomach growled a few times, before Ling Haotian opened his eyes, he shouted, "I'm hungry."

Bian Hui pulled out the arm that was held down by Ling Haotian, stood up and walked out of the room quickly.

Ling Haotian closed his eyes and continued to doze off, but not long after he closed them, he opened them unbearably, "Ah~!"

Bian Hui was standing in the kitchen making egg custard, other than that, he could only cook eggs.

This is not a seaside villa, and no one is cooking. Judging by Ling Haotian's appearance, he probably couldn't get up, so Bian Hui had to do it himself. When he heard Ling Haotian screaming, Bian Hui shook his hand, adding too much water...

Putting the bowl in his hand on the table, Bian Hui quickly walked back to the room, and hugged Ling Haotian who looked unhappy, "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

"It hurts so much, I can't move my arms and legs." Ling Haotian gritted his teeth, he didn't expect that Cheng Jinying's training would have such a serious sequelae.

He didn't know that Cheng Jinying wanted to give him a massage when he was in pain, so as to shorten the distance between the two of them.

Moreover, after a week like this, Ling Haotian can also get used to high-intensity training. After he leaves, he doesn't have to worry that Ling Haotian will work too hard, and he can also take advantage of it by the way. It's just that Cheng Jinying didn't expect that Bian Hui would come so soon.

Bian Hui touched Ling Haotian's arm, and Ling Haotian's head started to sweat, "Does it hurt so much? Shall I take you to the hospital?"

The last time Ling Haotian exercised like a self-abuse, he didn't see him in such pain, so it can be seen that Ling Haotian really hurts this time.

"No need, just rest for a few days." Ling Haotian sniffed, because he couldn't afford to lose face when he went to the hospital.

"Then I'll rub it for you?" Bian Hui put his hand on Ling Haotian's arm and began to rub it carefully.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment, Ling Haotian asked, "Where is this?"

"I bought a house near the movie theater, and you can come back to rest between filming in the future." Bian Hui knows that stars need grace and not warmth.

Let Ling Haotian live closer, and he can also suffer from less cold. When he is not in the scene, he can also come back to catch up on sleep. Only when he is in good health can he work and accompany him better.

"Thank you." Ling Haotian was a little moved, he didn't expect Bian Hui to be so thoughtful.

Although the house is not big, the decoration is very much to my liking, but I don't know how many 'owners' I am here.

Sniffing his nose, Ling Haotian found that there was still a faint smell of paint, "New paint?"

Bian Hui withdrew the hand on Ling Haotian's arm, and pinched Ling Haotian's nose lightly, "Of course, everything here is new, didn't you notice that the furniture looks familiar?"

A scene of conversation with Bian Hui flashed in Ling Haotian's mind.

It was after a cloud and rain, Bian Hui asked him what kind of place he likes to live in.

Ling Haotian replied at the time, as long as it is convenient for filming and the surrounding environment is quiet.

Bian Hui asked him again, what color he likes, and many other questions.

At that time Ling Haotian was in a daze and answered them one by one.

When he woke up the next day, Bian Hui had disappeared. He vaguely remembered that Bian Hui seemed to ask him a lot of questions, and he answered them one by one according to his own ideas.

Now it seems that Bian Hui should have planned to buy him a house at that time.

Looking at the lavender walls in the room and the oversized bed in the not-so-spacious bedroom, the confused answer that night came to mind clearly.

'I like purple. The house doesn't need to be big and warm. It's better to be able to jump on the boat as soon as you enter the bedroom...'

Ling Haotian looked at the extra-large bed that was less than two meters away from the door, and it was true that he could jump onto the bed as soon as he entered the door.

He didn't expect that Bian Hui remembered everything he just said casually, and decorated the house exactly according to his intentions. Bian Hui is really a good lover.