Immersive performance [entertainment circle]

After drinking three glasses of wine in a row, Mr. Liu applauded and praised him, then turned to Liang Cheng and said, "Look, what did I say, he can drink."

"It's said that the women's college has eighteen changes, but I think the men's college has eighteen changes too." Mr. Liu patted Zhongqin on the shoulder, "You are indeed more handsome as you grow, and you have lived up to your mother's beauty..."

"Mr. Liu." Zhongqin poured another glass, "I remember that you had a good relationship with my mother back then, but now she has completely retired and lives a leisurely life, just waiting for an old friend like you to catch up. It's just that my mother I have been out of the circle for many years, and now I don’t understand anything about the affairs in the circle, if I really want to see you, I probably won’t be able to talk to you.”

Mr. Liu looked at him and didn't respond for a while.

"Of course, Mr. Liu, you are my mother's friend, and naturally you are also my friend." Zhongqin drank two cups and refilled them again, "Although I am soft-spoken and not as big as Mr. Liu's family, but if you have anything in the future If I can help, I will definitely..."

He drank the last glass, gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "Qing, bag, help, help."

Mr. Liu kept holding the glass of wine at the beginning without drinking it. Seeing Zhongqin drank the wine in the wine dispenser talking to himself, he suddenly recalled—the young man in front of him, He was a real lunatic seven or eight years ago.

At that time, Zhongqin hardly had a good reputation, and any resources had to be sought and robbed. Zhong Fangfei took him to the dinner, and the dinner would not be very good.

Although Zhongqin was pretty, he was still young, and he was a boy after all, so at most he was being teased verbally.

But Zhong Fangfei is different.

She was able to make her debut by relying on her face. After the divorce, she brought a young son. She was lonely, helpless, and not very smart. It was common for her to be taken advantage of.

Mr. Liu is also one of those who often take advantage of others.

It's just that once the timing was unlucky, there were too many men on the table, Zhongqin might not be able to bear it, and finally broke out at that time, first flipped the whole table, and then drove his mother away, facing many adult men alone.

He was born with a small frame, and because he had been working non-stop during his growing up, his growth and development were very late, and he looked very thin when he was fourteen or fifteen years old.

But it was such a thin and thin person, standing on the table with a wine bottle, and said viciously that there must be a death between him and the bosses tonight.

The room roared with laughter, no one took this little bean sprouts seriously.

Until Zhongqin raised his head and finished filling a bottle of white wine, he smashed one of the bosses to the point of bleeding.

Mr. Liu will always remember the young man's expression of seeing death as home.

That matter was settled in the end. It was not something that a group of men molested women on the stage, and no one had the face to speak out.

Besides, even if the police were called, the other party was just a young boy, and there would not be any applauding punishment.

The most important thing was that the boss who was smashed was always the least important among them. It is estimated that Zhongqin did not do anything foolish when he smashed someone, and the boss could only admit it.

Now Mr. Liu is still the most important Mr. Liu on the table, but Zhongqin is no longer a defenseless child.

Behind him stood Cui Zhengqian and Xinglang.

"enough."

Mr. Liu withdrew from his memories, turned his eyes slowly, and saw clearly that the person who spoke was the actor named Ji Shuyuan.

The young film star looked calm on the surface, but there was an unseasoned blood in his eyebrows and eyes.

In a trance, it was the same as Zhongqin back then.

"Mr. Liu must have finished reminiscing about the past." Ji Shuyuan's face was so dark that he could squeeze ink out, "Zhongqin and I filmed continuously for a day and a night. We have to go back to rest, so we won't accompany you. Please do what you want."

After speaking, without looking at the people at the table, he snatched the wine dispenser and glasses from Zhongqin, threw them on the table, and led them out.

The producer looked at Liang Cheng hesitantly, and seeing him shaking his head vaguely, he stood still.

Ji Shuyuan was silent all the way, dragged Zhongqin into the car, and dragged him back to the hotel.

He put the person on the sofa, turned on the light, and saw Zhong Qin'an quietly lowering his eyes, his face was flushed from neck to neck, and his breath was full of alcohol.

"Don't you have Cui Zhengqian?" He asked with a serious face, "What else do you need to please Mr. Liu?"

Zhongqin looked up at him, then shrank back, muttering, "You are so fierce..."

"..." Ji Shuyuan's expression softened a little, but his tone was still firm, "Why do you need him if you have backing? Is it for nothing?"

"There is no backing..." Zhongqin knocked his head hard, glanced at him with some grievances, and then stretched out his arms coquettishly, "Dizziness...Knead."

Ji Shuyuan frowned slightly, raised his hand to pinch his chin, met his watery eyes, and sighed: "You're drunk."

Zhongqin was unexpectedly well-behaved after being drunk.

Ji Shuyuan sat on the sofa, held him in his arms and rubbed his temples.

Zhongqin leaned on his shoulder calmly, hummed when he pressed hard, and rubbed the back of his head against his body when pressed lightly.

Ji Shuyuan was originally full of anger, but he couldn't vent it with a drunk, so he could only endure it and rubbed his temples for more than ten minutes before asking: "Are you still dizzy?"

Zhongqin turned around in his arms, wrapped his arms around his neck and said, "Thirsty."

"A glass of milk?"

Ji Shuyuan put him down, and just stood up when he grabbed his trouser legs.

Looking back, he saw him pouted in aggrieved way: "Why don't you hug me anymore?"

Ji Shuyuan bent down, and Zhongqin immediately wrapped himself around his shoulders.

"You're still so energetic when you're drunk."

Ji Shuyuan couldn't help but lifted him up, letting Zhongqin wrap his arms around his waist tightly.

There is no microwave in the hotel, so Ji Shuyuan boiled a pot of boiling water, then put the milk into the water bath to heat it, and it was just warm when it was taken out.

The cup was passed over, but before it touched her lips, the tip of her tender tongue had already protruded.

Ji Shuyuan's eyes darkened, he cleared the counter and put the person on it.

The cup is held a little farther away.

"……Well?"

Zhongqin made a sound in doubt, and involuntarily stretched his neck to search for the water glass.

However, the neck was stretched to the limit and did not reach it, so I had to reach it with the tip of the tongue again——

Ji Shuyuan lowered his head and bit it.

Slippery as hell.

He pinched the back of Zhongqin's neck to make people look up, and then penetrated deeper.

"Mr. Ji..." Zhongqin snorted, complaining softly, "You are so fierce...so painful..."

Ji Shuyuan slowed down and withdrew slowly.

"It's useless." He pressed Zhongqin's forehead and rubbed his sweaty nose, "Delicate."

"It hurts..." Zhongqin was still yelling.

Ji Shuyuan frowned: "Where does it hurt?"

"It hurts...it hurts..." Zhongqin thumped his chest with his mouth pursed, then raised his hands to pinch his own neck, muttering, "it hurts...it hurts..."

"Where does it hurt?" Ji Shuyuan pulled his hand down, saw a red mark on his neck, lowered his head and kissed him, and asked softly, "Hey, tell me, where does it hurt?"

"I'm very good." Zhongqin was so drunk that he couldn't understand the logic of his words, he just nodded heavily and repeated, "I'm very good, I didn't talk nonsense..."

Ji Shuyuan didn't know what to do, he was stunned for a moment, remembering that the milk hadn't been fed to him yet, so he passed the cup over again.

Zhongqin finished his drink obediently, returned the cup with both hands, looked at him with sparkling eyes, as if asking for praise.

"Good boy." Ji Shuyuan rubbed his hair, planning to carry him into the bathroom to take a shower first.

Zhongqin couldn't use the shower like this, and the bathtub in the hotel hadn't been used for a long time and needed to be cleaned first.

He wanted to put Zhongqin beside him, but as soon as he walked away, Zhongqin yelled for a hug.

"Sit here obediently first," he said back, "I'll hug you in a moment."

Zhongqin stopped talking and just sat there motionless.

Ji Shuyuan turned his head occasionally, and seeing his expression of wanting to cry but forcibly holding back, his heart was so soft that he went over to hug him again.

Fortunately, Zhongqin knew how to use force, and wrapped around Ji Shuyuan's body tightly like a vine, allowing him to free up both hands to do things.

After finally cleaning the bathtub, Ji Shuyuan put in hot water, peeled off Zhongqin and put it in, washed his hair first, and then washed his body.

"Mr. Ji." Zhongqin looked at him lying on the side of the bathtub, and said with a smile, "You are so kind."

Ji Shuyuan looked up at him: "Yes, you can still recognize me."

"I know you." Zhongqin called him by different names as if showing off, "Ji Shuyuan, Mr. Ji, best actor Ji..."

He murmured, "Brother Ji..."

"..." Ji Shuyuan squeezed his wrist harder, "What do you call me?"

"It hurts..." Zhongqin grimaced, and started to fuss again, "It hurts...it hurts..."

Ji Shuyuan felt helpless, pinched his chin and asked, "Where does it hurt?"

"It hurts..." Zhongqin raised his face, his neck was straightened, his eyes were flushed, and tears slowly leaked out, "It hurts so bad... his throat hurts... and his eyes hurt too..."

"..."

Sore throat can also be said to be caused by drinking alcohol, and what is the cause of eye pain?

Ji Shuyuan leaned down to observe his eyes carefully, but didn't see anything unusual.

Just when he was considering whether to go to the hospital, Zhongqin suddenly grabbed his sleeve.

"Why don't you hug me anymore?" He choked up and said, "I don't want to have nightmares..."

"I'll hug you right away." Ji Shuyuan comforted, "I'll hug you after washing."

Zhongqin grabbed his sleeves stubbornly.

"……All right."

Ji Shuyuan knew that he couldn't beat a drunk no matter what, so he had to sit in and hug him from behind: "Are you satisfied with this?"

Zhongqin nodded, buried his face in his neck, and said in a muffled voice, "Ms. Ji loves me...Ms. Ji loves me the most..."

"..."

Ji Shuyuan has never been so helpless to anyone since he was a child. He pressed his forehead with a headache and said with restraint: "Shut up and stop yelling, okay?"

"Oh." Zhongqin fell silent.

It's just that although he didn't speak with his mouth, his eyes stared at him without blinking, and the words contained in his eyes seemed to be more than what he could say with his mouth.

Ji Shuyuan couldn't bear it anymore, quickly cleaned the two of them, carried Zhongqin back to the bedroom, and wrapped him tightly in the quilt.

Zhongqin opened his mouth, as if remembering that he couldn't speak, he mouthed the word "hug" and looked at him expectantly.

Ji Shuyuan didn't do what he wanted, but just kissed his lips and said, "Tell me first, where does it hurt you?"

"My heart hurts..." Zhongqin immediately burst into tears, "Ms. Ji rubbed her..."

"……Fine."

Ji Shuyuan let out a long sigh of relief, and finally realized that he was really just talking nonsense.

Being drunk like this probably wouldn't be able to do anything. I've been looking forward to it all day and night since yesterday, but who knows what the result will be.

Ji Shuyuan felt a little resentful in his heart, turned off the light and lay down under the bed, dragged him into his arms fiercely and hugged him.

"It hurts..." Zhongqin muttered softly.

"...I have never seen such a delicate person."

Ji Shuyuan thought helplessly, finally he knew why Zhongqin often laughed at himself for not being able to recruit assistants—it was really not that difficult to serve.

This night made even him feel a little bit exhausted, he had never been so tired before when he stayed up for several nights in a row in acting.

"Teacher Ji..."

"..."

Now Ji Shuyuan's scalp tightens when he hears him calling him.

"I'm so uncomfortable..." Zhongqin struggled to turn over, "Mr. Ji...I'm so uncomfortable..."

Ji Shuyuan helped him turn around, and with the faint light of the smoke alarm, he saw that his eyes were full of watery eyes that were about to cry.

"Where is the discomfort?" He raised his hand to touch it, and his face was wet, "Why are you crying again? What is the discomfort?"

"I think..." Zhongqin twitched, and a low sob came out of his throat, but the following words failed to take shape.

"What do you want to do?" Ji Shuyuan raised his hand to wipe his tears, and took him into his arms again.

Zhongqin hugged him back, put his chin on his shoulder, and said softly, "I want to kill someone."

"..."

After two seconds of silence, Ji Shuyuan asked, "Who do you want to kill?"

"Kill them all," Zhongqin said, "not one of them will be kept."

Ji Shuyuan thought for a while, and then asked, "Including Mr. Liu?"

Zhongqin spat: "You bastard."

"..."

Ji Shuyuan wanted to laugh a little: "Who taught you to swear like this?"

Zhongqin: "Teacher Ji."

"...I didn't teach it."

"Mr. Ji is a good person." Zhongqin said incoherently, "Mr. Ji is the best."

"Send me a good person card every day." Ji Shuyuan rubbed his hair helplessly, "Is there nothing else besides this?"

"Ms. Ji..." Zhongqin rubbed against him stickily, "Ms. Ji hug me..."

"I'm holding it."

"I think..." Zhongqin kicked up, reaching out to hold his face with his hands.

"What do you want to do again?"

"Mr. Ji will sleep with me every day from now on, okay?"

"Okay." Ji Shuyuan touched the mobile phone next to the bed with his backhand, turned on the recording, and curled his lips, "What did you say you want? Say it again."

"Teacher Ji accompany me..." Zhongqin said, "accompany me every day."

"What are you doing with me?"

"What are you doing?" Zhongqin only caught the last three words, repeated them several times in a murmur, and asked timidly, "What is Teacher Ji going to do?"

Seeing that he couldn't force the original words, Ji Shuyuan was about to turn off the recording when he was caught off guard and said, "Me?"

"..."

"Okay, okay, okay... Teacher Ji is looking for me..." He eagerly grabbed Ji Shuyuan's lapel, "Don't look for someone else..."

"..."

Ji Shuyuan glanced at the phone screen, and asked in a low voice: "Why? You can find someone else, why can't I?"

Zhongqin was stunned: "I didn't find anyone else..."

"You didn't find anyone else?" Ji Shuyuan coaxed, "Then who is Cui Zhengqian?"

"I don't know..." Zhongqin shook his head again and again, "I don't know..."

Ji Shuyuan laughed angrily: "You don't know him? He is your benefactor, don't you know him?"

"No benefactor!" Zhongqin's eyes widened and he said loudly, "There is no benefactor! Disgusting! No!"

"..."

Ji Shuyuan frowned, and continued to ask after a while: "Then what's your relationship with Cui Zhengqian?"

"It doesn't matter!" Zhongqin shook his head desperately like a rattle drum, and was so anxious that he was about to cry, "There is no patron! You bastard! I'll kill them all!"

"Okay, okay, okay." Ji Shuyuan patted him on the back lightly, "I see, don't worry."

It took Zhongqin a while to calm down slowly, sobbing softly: "Mr. Ji, don't go."

"I do not go."

"I'm clean..." Zhongqin murmured, "Don't dislike me..."

"..." Ji Shuyuan pinched his chin, his eyebrows twisted into plain characters, "What did you say?"

"...Don't despise me..."

"……Hold……"

It was rare for Ji Shuyuan to swear, as if someone had stabbed him in the heart.

He was so uncomfortable that he couldn't continue to lie down, he lifted the quilt and sat up, rubbed his forehead, turned his head and saw Zhongqin looking at him carefully, then picked him up and held him in his arms distressedly.

The two sat like this for a long time.

Zhongqin's dizzy head couldn't figure out why Teacher Ji was suddenly unhappy, so he raised his eyes secretly to look at him.

Occasionally meeting his eyes, Zhongqin buried his face in Ji Shuyuan's neck in fright, and then looked at him quietly again after a while.

Ji Shuyuan couldn't stand being watched by him, so he simply turned around and hugged him from behind.

"I didn't expect... so you care." He kissed Zhongqin's ear and sighed, "It's really well hidden."

Since the first time we met, this person has always been heartless, smiling at everyone he met, as if he didn't take anything to heart.

He looked so slutty, so he would care about it.

Those rumors spreading in the circle and on the Internet, unsightly P pictures, vicious curses...

A bad reputation.

It seems that as long as the crowd and the screen are separated, the injury will not really fall on him.

But no one is strong from the beginning.

At that time, he was only twelve or thirteen years old and had just entered junior high school, when most children were still rebellious.

"I've never disliked you." Even knowing that he wouldn't listen to him at this moment, Ji Shuyuan couldn't help but said, "Even if you really have something to do with that person, I never disliked you... I'm ready to poach someone. If If you have to say despicable, it must not be you, but me."

"At what age are you still struggling with cleanliness? You are still a man..." Ji Shuyuan didn't know how to describe it, but felt it was outrageous, "How could you..."

"Aren't women unclean?" Zhongqin lowered his eyes and curled up his fingers, "My mother..."

"No one is unclean!" Ji Shuyuan interrupted him, "Even if anyone is unclean, those people are dirtier!"

"those people……"

After a long time, Zhongqin seemed to understand something, and cursed: "Bastard!"

He cursed over and over again: "Trash, bastard..."

In the end, he sobbed and said, "It's not enough..."

Ji Shuyuan understood what he meant.

Based on the few words Mr. Liu said in the evening, he can roughly piece together a complete story.

Zhongqin is often taken to such occasions, and the scumbags will not be restrained because of the presence of the child, and they may be more excited. What kind of words he said to his mother during the period cannot be verified, but it must be worse than what Zhongqin scolded. These words are even more offensive.

"If you want, let's really kill them." Ji Shuyuan said in a flat tone, as if talking about the weather, "I'll pass you the knife, okay?"

"No..." Zhongqin shook his head, "He will be sentenced..."

"How can you be so sensible when you're drunk?" Ji Shuyuan couldn't help but laugh, "Then what do you want to do?"

"Let them go bankrupt!" Zhongqin waved his arms, "Live in the bridge hole!"

"Okay." Ji Shuyuan said softly, "Then wait for me to finish this play..."

"Mr. Ji," Zhongqin interrupted him suddenly, unable to stop falling backwards when he was restrained, "I'm so sleepy... can we sleep..."

"can."

Ji Shuyuan let him lie down, saw him pat the bed behind him with his backhand, and when he looked over, his eyes were full of expectations of being hugged, so he lay down and pressed himself against his back tightly, and said softly, "Go to sleep, good night."

The whole body was wrapped in warm heat, Zhongqin felt drowsy, and he lost the memory of the rest.

When he woke up again, the surroundings were dark. He struggled to find the phone to check the time, and it was already six o'clock in the morning.

Just as he put down the phone, his waist suddenly tightened. Zhongqin turned his head and vaguely saw that Ji Shuyuan had also opened his eyes.

"woke up?"

This time happened to be when Ji Shuyuan was usually woken up by the biological clock. His voice was still a little hoarse, but his mind was completely clear.

"What time?" He asked while reaching up with his hands.

"Six o'clock..." Zhongqin gasped impatiently, subconsciously arched his back, "Mr. Ji...you should go to exercise."

"Yeah." Ji Shuyuan responded lightly, "Warming up."

"..."

Realizing what he meant by warming up, Zhongqin's ears began to feel hot.

"It was agreed last night." Ji Shuyuan turned over and pressed him down, staring at him with deep eyes, "Someone was drunk and failed to keep the promise."

Zhongqin glared at him: "When did I agree with you?"

"Want me to help you remember?" Ji Shuyuan pulled off the thing that was attached to his leg, and said slowly, "You said that there will be no scenes that need to be exposed in the next few days, so you can leave a mark last night. Although it's a few hours late, I don't think it has much impact, what do you think?"

Zhongqin's thoughts were all attracted by the thing pasted on his leg, and he didn't pay attention to the following words at all.

"...What is this?! When did you..."

Zhongqin actually still has some impressions of what happened last night, but he really can't remember when Ji Shuyuan made such a small move.

He lifted the quilt in horror, turned on the bedside lamp, and looked down——

"Ji Shuyuan!" Zhongqin called the actor's full name for the first time, "How could you not get my consent..."

"I took care of you all night yesterday, so I don't deserve such a little repayment?" Ji Shuyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Besides, it wasn't something you agreed not to waste?"

Zhongqin never dreamed that he would really wear this kind of thing, and asked without tears: "Is this you, you gave me...to wear?"

Ji Shuyuan chuckled: "Maybe it was worn by you when you were sleepwalking."

"You really have a special hobby that can't be seen...bad taste!"

Zhongqin wanted to take it off, but Ji Shuyuan held his hand firmly.

He turned his head and complained: "What's so good about this?! It's so ugly!"

"It's not very pretty." Ji Shuyuan slowly rubbed the joint, poked a hole with his fingers, and then pulled out a palm-sized slit with a thud, and said leisurely, "But tearing it can make me feel happy .”

"you……"

"I think next time you won't be so defenseless and drunk again," Ji Shuyuan interrupted him abruptly, the smile on his face was restrained, "Really?"

"..." Unexpectedly, he would suddenly change his face, and Zhongqin was a little at a loss for a moment.

"Zhongqin." Ji Shuyuan said to him gently, "You never know what others will do to you when you lose consciousness."

"...You still have to teach me at this time."

Zhongqin has always been very receptive, since he couldn't take it off, he simply ignored it.

It's just that I feel a little depressed.

If he is unhappy, he naturally wants to find other people's unhappiness.

"But what position do you have to teach me? Why do you want to teach me?" Zhongqin sat up on his knees, and tapped Ji Shuyuan's chest heavily, "Is it because you are jealous? Because I drank with others?"

Ji Shuyuan stared at him indifferently.

But Zhongqin could still see the surging emotions in his eyes.

"Ha!" He laughed, "Ji Daying's affection is too cheap, we only had one time, why do you still feel possessive?"

Ji Shuyuan was silent for a long time, then suddenly said: "I apologize."

Zhongqin was stunned: "...what?"

"I won't do anything you don't like without your consent again." He glanced down, "Since you hate it, just take it off."

"..."

Zhongqin's throat choked and he froze in place.

Ji Shuyuan thought he was still losing his temper, so he gently hugged him: "I'm sorry——I'll help you..."

"It's not that annoying." Zhongqin said suddenly.

"……Um?"

"It's just that I don't like you to teach me." Zhongqin broke free from his arms, looked at him and said, "It's all okay... Whether it's flirting or flirting, even if it's a little too much, it's okay. "

"I'm not angry, I'm just awkward, so I want to make a fuss, is that hard to understand?" Zhongqin said, his voice gradually lowered, "You changed your face first..."

"Okay, I was wrong, and I won't be like this in the future." After a pause, Ji Shuyuan said, "I don't want to teach you a lesson, I don't have the habit of being a good teacher."

"I know, you are worried about me." Zhongqin said not convinced, "But I really don't get drunk that easily. Yesterday was mainly because I was in a bad mood..."

As he talked, he thought back, frames of last night's ugliness slipped through his mind, so he was gradually speechless.

Ji Shuyuan saw the embarrassment in his expression, and added fuel to the fire: "I recorded the audio, do you want to listen?"

"No need!" Zhongqin said hastily, "I have no fragments!"

"I lied to you." Ji Shuyuan hooked his chin, "The recording was deleted last night."

"Good man!" Zhongqin applauded and cheered, "Mr. Ji is a good man!"

"I originally wanted to leave evidence, but I didn't expect you to be so unscrupulous and say everything later."

Pausing for a moment, Ji Shuyuan pinched his face to observe carefully, and asked again: "Is there really no fragment?"

"No." Zhongqin shook his head, "I never stop drinking."

Ji Shuyuan let go of him, and said slowly: "So you remember how sad last night was."

"Actually, it's not very sad. It's all drunk and talking nonsense. You don't have to take it to heart."

After all, it was a scar in Zhongqin's heart that couldn't be healed, and the relationship between the two couldn't be said to be very close, and it wasn't time to open their hearts to each other, so Ji Shuyuan didn't intend to mention what happened last night, and nodded in response.

"Then..." Zhongqin glanced at him before hesitant to speak, and then glanced again.

Ji Shuyuan held his head and made him face himself: "What do you want to say?"

"I want to ask...why aren't you angry?" Zhongqin was a little annoyed, "What I just said hurt my heart, right?"

"Which sentence?" Ji Shuyuan thought for a while, "Say I shouldn't be possessive?"

Zhong Qin pursed his lips.

"I'm not angry, I think you're right." Ji Shuyuan said calmly, "After all, you are the owner, and it's not my turn."

"..." Zhongqin stared, "Didn't this matter be made clear last night?!"

"Oh." Ji Shuyuan laughed, "It's really not broken."

"...Why don't you always believe me?"

"You should ask yourself why you always lie to me."

"When did I lie to you?" Zhongqin said bluntly, "Did I tell you a long time ago that I have no experience in this matter."

Ji Shuyuan was silent for a moment, remembering that before they started the first time, Zhongqin seemed to have mentioned that he was inexperienced.

But he really didn't expect that there would be truth in this fox's mouth.

"So you really didn't lie to me."

"Look!" Zhongqin accused, "You judge people by their appearance, and you never believed me."

"Okay." Ji Shuyuan's attitude of admitting mistakes has always been good, "I was wrong, and I will trust you from now on."

Zhongqin nodded, with an expression of reluctance to forgive the other party.

But in fact, he was very guilty. After all, he was the one who deliberately misled Ji Shuyuan before.

Before Cui Zhengqian asked him why he didn't explain, he said it was because the other party didn't ask.

In fact, it wasn't because the other party didn't ask, it was obviously because he felt that Ji Shuyuan hated him because of this matter, and he just liked to see Ji Shuyuan's disgusted and forced to get close to him, and found it very interesting.

Now he knew that Ji Shuyuan didn't hate him because of that incident, so he suddenly didn't find it interesting.

He even suddenly realized his conscience and felt a little ashamed.

"So that was your first time." Ji Shuyuan said, "No wonder you said you were uncomfortable, I should make more preparations."

"No, no...it's not very uncomfortable..." Zhongqin really didn't like being so coy, and said in a broken jar, "this kind of thing is once familiar, so it's good to try it a few more times in the future! "

"Try a few more times." Ji Shuyuan nodded in agreement, and then asked, "What time is it?"

Zhongqin touched the phone and just turned on the screen when Ji Shuyuan suddenly leaned over, put his palm on the back of his hand, put his face next to his face, and looked at the screen together——

"06:30." Ji Shuyuan said, "There are still 24 hours until the end of our vacation. We can really try a few more times."

He took Zhongqin's mobile phone and threw it beside the pillow, and put his hand in along the thin slit that was torn earlier.

"..."

Zhongqin was caught off guard, couldn't sit still, and fell down.

"Ugh..."

He let out a sob, turned his head and buried his face in the pillow, pressing his lips tightly.

Ji Shuyuan squeezed his chin to free his lips and teeth, and whispered in his ear, "Do you still remember what you called me last night?"

"No..." Zhongqin swallowed a cry, and continued with difficulty, "I don't remember..."

"Lying again." Ji Shuyuan's hands made people want to die, but his tone was gentle, "How can I trust you?"

"……you……"

Zhongqin murmured a few words, but Ji Shuyuan didn't hear clearly, so he put his ear close to him and asked, "What are you scolding me for? What are you scolding me for?"

"……asshole……"

Ji Shuyuan seemed to be very happy to be scolded, with a smile on his face.

"It's the bastard." He said in a coaxing tone, "what the bastard is doing?"

"..."

"I'm flattering you." He rubbed Zhongqin's lips heavily with his index finger, "Why are you biting so tightly? Did I do a good job? Why don't you say a few words of appreciation."

"..."

Zhongqin vaguely remembered that Jiang Yu's lines often asked for public rewards. The content looked humble, but it was extremely frivolous when he said it in that situation.

He vaguely couldn't tell the difference between drama and reality, and felt that the person on his body seemed to be Jiang Yu, and he was really Shi Huaian.

Humiliated people either grow tougher and tougher, or degenerate and self-destruct.

Shi Huaian is undoubtedly the latter.

He has no future, so he just wants to immerse himself in the present.

Cry when you are in pain, and laugh when you are happy.

When he was both happy and in pain, he forgot all the proprieties, righteousness and shame, and cried out loudly, hoping to let everyone know how indulgent he was at this time.

When Zhongqin's tongue is handed over to Shi Huaian, the shame will be swept away.

He took the initiative to climb onto Ji Shuyuan's shoulder, looked over with hazy eyes, and felt that this person had become like a dream.

Only in the dream can there be someone who makes him so happy.

He had had that dream once in his life.

"season……"

Zhongqin opened his mouth, a little hesitant, as if he didn't know whether to call him "Jiang" or "Ji".

Ji Shuyuan paused, wiped off the sweat around his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to hug you?"

Zhongqin finally saw him clearly.

This person seems to be a little more beautiful than in the dream.

"Ms. Ji..." he murmured, "Teacher Ji hugs me..."

Ji Shuyuan hugged him as he said.

Like two fishes fished out of the water, they hugged each other dripping with sweat.

Ji Shuyuan found that Zhongqin seemed to be much quieter than before.

He rubbed the wet hair on the back of the opponent's head, and his voice was somewhat sexy and hoarse: "Why didn't you talk? Didn't you just boast?"

"I won't..." Zhongqin's tone sounded a little unhappy, "Who can bark like that the second time?"

"You know how to bark for the first time." Ji Shuyuan said, "Otherwise, why would I think you lied to me?"

"……that's not me."

"Don't admit it?" Ji Shuyuan pinched his face, "I'll record it for you next time."

"...No, no..." Zhongqin scratched his back, "You teach me."

"Okay." Ji Shuyuan stood up and kissed his lips, "Then learn how to call someone first."

"……what is it call?"

"What was the name last night?"

"...Again!"

Zhongqin gave him an angry look, but his lips moved unconsciously, as if he was trying to say that name out of his mouth.

"Forget it, I'm just kidding you." Ji Shuyuan laughed, "You don't have to bark, you can do whatever you like, no one will force you."

"Then I'm Teacher Ji, do you like it?"

"I like whatever your name is."

"But you prefer me to be called brother." Zhongqin hooked Ji Shuyuan's neck, and the bedside light fell into his eyes and shattered into bright stars, "All men are like this, aren't they?"

"..." Ji Shuyuan took a deep breath, resisting the strong desire to destroy, and forced himself to stop.

"Yes, all men are like this." His throat was dry and itchy from the scorching heat in his chest, "Screw a few more times, I like to hear it."

"Brother." Zhong Qin's pupils reflected his shadow, "Good brother."

"Good boy." Ji Shuyuan kissed his forehead, "You learn so quickly."

"Then reward me." Zhongqin raised his head, "Kiss me."

Ji Shuyuan bit his lip.

"You also have to call me by my name." Zhongqin said again, "My good brother, call me by my name."

"Want to hear my name?" Ji Shuyuan asked, "Zhongqin? Anything else?"

"...I have a nickname...no one else knows." After hesitating for a while, Zhongqin whispered in his ear, "It's called Juanjuan."

"Juanjuan." Something flashed across Ji Shuyuan's mind, but he didn't have time to catch it.

"It's cute." He chewed on the nickname repeatedly, rubbed Zhongqin's hair and asked, "I'll call you that from now on, okay?"

"No." Zhongqin hissed, "I can only call in secret."

"Okay, then I'll call you secretly." Ji Shuyuan imitated him in whispering, kissing his ear and said, "Jujuan."

Zhong Qin suddenly bit his lip.

"Jujuan." Ji Shuyuan asked softly, "Who loves you so much and has such a nice nickname?"

Zhongqin shook his head, and the corners of his eyes began to glow again.

He didn't seem to want to say this, so he called desperately: "Good brother, teach me again."

"Learn this first today." Ji Shuyuan said, "Call it a few more times."

"Okay..." Zhongqin nodded, "I'm a fast learner."

"Good brother..." he whimpered, "I can learn it better than the first time, okay?"

Ji Shuyuan finally realized something.

"You don't need to learn." He said, "Juan Juan is just Juan Juan."

"It's not the same..." Zhongqin said stubbornly, "It's not the same