The daily life of the popular celebrity ex

Zhu Jun found a cafeteria, which is not too expensive, 600 per capita. The service staff will cook fresh seafood and put them on the plate directly according to the customer's requirements, and will also deliver fresh fruits and snacks at any time.

Zhou Lan was a little cautious. It was the first time he came to such a restaurant, and he kept saying thank you to the service staff. Zhu Jun was opposite him, playing with his mobile phone while eating. He was very happy, and no one would stop him from doing this.

There was melodious music echoing in the restaurant. Zhu Jun raised his head and found that the restaurant had hired a new performance teacher and was performing classic classical music on the spot.

Zhu Jun withdrew his gaze, landed on Zhou Lan who was eating with his head down, and asked him, "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious." Zhou Lan smiled at Zhu Jun, revealing her beautiful dimples.

"Well, let's continue eating." Zhu Jun put down his phone, kneaded his shoulders and neck a few times, and thought about going back to find a steam room, first steaming, then massage, and finally facial skin care.

He thought very well, so he heard Zhou Lan ask him: "Brother, did you always come here with your boyfriend before?"

"What are you asking him for?" Zhu Jun's instinctive reaction was to resist answering.

"I'm just a little curious, bro. If you want to say it, you can say it. If you don't want to say it, don't say it." Zhou Lan picked up a small pudding and ate it slowly with a spoon.

Zhou Lan responded to this, but Zhu Jun was aroused to talk about it. He said: "I used to eat together for a while, but then I stopped coming."

"Why didn't you come?"

"Gather less and leave more."

"Oh."

Zhou Lan stopped asking.

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"Zhu Jun, do you want to sleep with me?"

Seven years ago, Zhu Jun was 22 years old. He had just graduated from university for a year.

So, he said to An Rui, who had just grown up: "Are you crazy?"

An Rui said calmly: "I'm not crazy, I have nothing to give you."

"You study hard, go to a good university in the future, and then develop well in the entertainment industry..."

"Do you think I will be popular in the future? Zhu Jun, tell me by patting your chest?"

"you can."

"fraud."

An Rui stood up straight, with his head down, his body swaying like a piano string about to break.

"Zhu Jun, I can't be popular anymore."

Zhu Jun also stood up, he grabbed An Rui's shoulder, and said in a very sure tone: "You will definitely be popular, at worst, I will pay you to film for you, and I will flatter you, you will be popular."

"Are you kidding me?" An Rui chuckled, "Zhu Jun, who do you think you are? You don't have that ability."

"Then you gave up, don't you want to be a star anymore?" Zhu Jun was very close to An Rui, and he could see the slightly dry lips of the other party. The lips were beautiful, as if hinting at someone to lick and kiss.

"Can I give up?" An Rui's eyes lost the familiar light of Zhu Jun.

Zhu Jun took a step back, took a deep breath, and said, "Of course you can give up, you are an independent person, you are free."

"Then, do you still want me?" An Rui asked softly.

"Of course I want you. Didn't I tell you before that I will support you in the future." Zhu Jun didn't think it was difficult for him to raise someone, so he promised again.

"Then can you give me a hug?"

Zhu Jun hesitated for a moment, reached out and hugged An Rui tightly, he wanted to say: "Don't be afraid, brother will protect you."

But his lips were blocked by An Rui's. An Rui grabbed the fabric of his back, hugged him tightly, and kissed him hard.

Zhu Jun only struggled for a few seconds, threw away his helmet and armor, and kissed him back vigorously.

They hugged, they kissed, Zhu Jun wasn't sure if An Rui loved him or not, and he wasn't sure if he loved An Rui or not.

But from the moment they kiss, everything changes.

Has anyone fantasized about sleeping with their favorite celebrity?

Zhu Jun thought that he would not have the idea of ​​being too "dream boy", but when the opportunity came before him, he could refuse the first time, but he couldn't refuse the second time.

They didn't even have time to buy any lube or condoms, and got into bed in a daze.

Many years later, Zhu Jun's memory of that night is already blurred, but he still remembers what An Rui said in his ear.

He said: "Zhu Jun, you can only be my man in this life."

Zhu Jun didn't think it was an exaggerated remark. Although he didn't respond because he was extremely sleepy, he remembered it in his heart.

He rejected the blind dates and recommended objects arranged by relatives and friends. He spent every day happily with An Rui, and their feelings grew stronger.

Originally, there is a high probability that their ending will be a long-term relationship. An Rui concentrates on developing in the entertainment industry, does not work much but makes a lot of money, has some fans but is very measured-but who would have thought that God would want An Rui to be red, In less than two months, An Rui exploded from a small actor to a top traffic star.

As far as the law allows, traffic stars can have any black spots, and fans can rack their brains and try their best to clean him up, but the only taboo is that they cannot fall in love.

If it is discussed, it must be tightly covered, and it must not be made public.

Fanatical fans can even accept traffic stars looking for a one-time bed/partner in private. They will comfort their co-stars "he is a normal man and always has to solve physical problems", but they will never allow traffic stars to date a real lover .

Sometimes Zhu Jun feels that he is a fan who should be held high by his colleagues.He privately contacted the staff of the company, guided the fans' comments, and slept with the star himself early.

No matter which traffic fan group it is placed in, it should be torn apart.

Some time ago, Zhu Jun hoped that the relationship between him and An Rui did not start with the words "I am your fan".

In this way, he might be able to lie beside An Rui with peace of mind, hold An Rui's mobile phone, scroll through the comments of fans, and ask him jokingly: "Do you love them or me more?"

In this way, he might be able to scold the lunatic who "disrespects people and is obscene every day" when he reads the "Dream Girl" literature of fans.

In this way, he might be able to tolerate the secret relationship between himself and An Rui, and then comfort himself that the fans are a bunch of idiots, and the fans will not find out about their relationship.

Because he is a fan of An Rui, he is divided into two halves, one half loves An Rui, and the other half sympathizes with the fans. He clearly understands that their behavior of deceiving fans and dating secretly is very important to fans. Words are extremely disrespectful.

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