After confessing to being top-notch, I went crazy

Bo Ziming was naturally unwilling.How many times has he been kissed by him?It's not over yet?

So he tried his best to resist with his hands, but he really couldn't resist. The entire back seat was about to be torn apart by the two of them. Can't stop it!

In the end, Song Ding let go of him, and Bo Ziming wiped his lips, hissed in pain, and frowned.

Lips are sucked out!

This man is simply sick!

Bo Ziming moved his wrist again, and when he raised his head, he flicked back the slightly long curly hair behind him, picked up a scrunchie and tied up the upper part, instantly, his whole body became a little more refreshing .

Song Ding pursed his lips and smiled, stretched out his hand to help him straighten his hair, and said, "You are mine, you can't escape!"

The legs of the two people in front were numb, and they felt that they might not be able to get out of the shadow of this time in this life!

Back in the factory, Bo Ziming immediately took a shower.

His face was originally red, but after being scalded by the hot water, his face, neck and body were all pink.

He wrapped himself in a bath towel and came out, but as soon as he came out, he saw Song Ding standing outside!

... He was startled, looked down at his body, and hurriedly backed away!

Song Ding actually came here to tell him about his competition, but he didn't expect to see such an exciting scene as soon as he came in!

He glanced at the white T and slacks on the bed, picked them up, and knocked on the bathroom door.

"Your clothes!" Song Ding said with a smile on his lips.

The bathroom door opened after a while, and a hand stretched out and pulled the clothes in.

After a while, the well-dressed Bozi rang out.

As soon as he came out, he said: "Don't enter my room without my consent in the future!"

Song Ding raised his eyebrows, and he didn't say yes or no, but directly said another thing: "Xu Yin has an accident, I plan to record his part, and when the time comes, his part will be played. come out."

Bo Ziming frowned and said, "The director team won't agree with this, right? And the audience can't see anyone, so it doesn't really make much sense."

"Not necessarily." Song Ding said, "In fact, Xu Yin's popularity is very high, and he has been ranked second among more than 90 trainees. If he is not allowed to play this time, I am afraid that it will have a big impact on his subsequent games. Impact."

Bo Ziming nodded, thought for a while and said, "This matter needs to be discussed with Xu Yin himself. Tonight, let's go and see him."

"Okay!" Song Dian nodded, walked up to Bo Ziming's back, and put his hand on his head.

Bo Ziming thought he was going to do something again, subconsciously turned his head to the side, but saw Song Ding's hand on the wound on top of his head.

He was slightly taken aback, but finally did not move.

Song Ding brushed away the broken hair on Bo Ziming's head, and saw that the wound on it had scabbed over, but was still swollen, and said, "Go to the hospital for a check-up again! You never shy away from it. Wash your hair as usual, and the wound will inevitably be infected."

Bo Ziming slipped his Adam's apple, and said flatly, "It's fine."

Song Ding saw him looking dead again, and said angrily, "If you're really okay, would I be so worried about you? Bo Ziming, don't test my patience with you just because I like you!"

Bo Ziming frowned, raised his head slightly, and stared at him with red eyes: "When did I let you like me?"

After finishing speaking, he took another deep breath, his voice hoarse, "What's more, how long can your liking last?"

I finally spoke my mind!

Bo Ziming was dumbfounded, his face suddenly turned red.But Song Ding was startled by his words, and then swallowed hard, but didn't speak.

What he was worried about was indeed this!

Song Ding stretched out his hand, trying to touch Bo Ziming's face, but he dodged it.