The tragic Shura field sandwiched between the protagonist and the villain

After being interrogated by six people in turn, Cheng Pang returned to his room.

so tired.

He now deeply suspects that Jinjiang is not a novel website, but an Internet addiction rehabilitation institution and the breaking system, trying to break him every day.

Now he can't even see a sister paper.

Even Liu Bai is in love.

life.

Q mouth Q

Cheng Fat sat on the sofa, hugged the pillow, and took out his mobile phone. Liu Bai's friend application had been approved, and he sent him a screenshot of the food, asking him if he had any taboos?

Cheng Fat replied with an emoji: [I want them all! 】

Transfer 1000 yuan.

Liu Bai replied: [Not so much. 】

Cheng Fatty: [It will be a long time in Japan, please give me the express tracking number after sending it out, understand? 】

Liu Bai: [understand. 】

Very well, this is his only consolation, the camera should not capture what they said, right?

very hungry.

Oh, I'm so hungry.

He fell on the sofa with his arms around the pillow, and continued to draw circles sadly.

Boom, boom, someone knocked on the door, Cheng Fatty asked vigilantly, "Who?"

"Lozhou."

Cheng Fat got up and opened the door: "Why are you here?"

"Come and see you." Luozhou was worried that Chen Chen would not be happy because the players didn't score well in this competition. He seemed to be in good condition now, so he found a sofa and sat down, "Are you going to participate in the revenge match?"

Cheng Fatty continued to hug the pillow upstairs and put his head on it: "Tian Yuan said he would participate."

"It's good to participate, maybe we can counterattack."

Cheng Fat sighed: "I don't count on the counterattack, I just hope that I can finish the dance soon. I don't want to live in such a miserable life."

Luo Zhou laughed, isn't that what artists do every day: "By the way, I found out that the guest tutor this time is Gu Weinian, and I will ask him to give you a high score as much as possible."

Cheng Fat's eyes widened: "Huh?"

If Luozhou hadn't mentioned it, Cheng Pang would have almost forgotten him, and when he thought of him, he remembered the fear of being pressed on the bed to take a rape video.

It is the first time to face the scary president in the novel.

Their three-day appointment was over early, but Gu Weinian didn't seem to make any moves... I hope he forgot.

But if he came to be a guest tutor, he would definitely remember it.

Cheng Fatty was a little scared, and couldn't help asking cautiously: "How did you tell him about me?"

Luozhou: "Say that you are my most important person now, I like you, and ask him to take care of you."

Cheng Fat almost fainted: "..."

Gu Weinian likes you, boy!Aren't you pushing me into the fire pit?Cheng Fat couldn't help shivering.

Luozhou wandered around: "Can I borrow the toilet?"

Cheng Fat pointed him in a direction.

It's scary, continue to hug his little pillow tightly.

Luozhou didn't want to go to the toilet, but to find Chen Chen's used towel.

In the bathroom, he looked around, walked to the hanger, picked up Chen Chen's used towel and smelled it.

The guest support session is over, and it stands to reason that he can leave the group today, but he is reluctant to part with Chen Chen, and discusses with his agent to stay for two more days, and even plans to return to the "Luoshen" group.

He became a star just to find Chen Chen, as long as he could be with him, he would give everything in exchange.

It smells so good on the towels, and the scent of the facial cleanser.

Luozhou touched it reluctantly.

Chen Chen, Chen Chen...

Ever since he learned that he was the savior, his mind has been full of him, recalling their days together in the orphanage time and time again, until now there is still a sense of unreality.

So every night, he went to the corridor to touch the doorknob he had touched, dangled outside his door, and now secretly smelled the towels he used, and even wanted to go to his bedroom and smell his clothes and bedding... He knew that he This is a pervert.

I also feel very ashamed, but I can't restrain myself.

He really likes to smell... the smell of his lover. When he didn't know that Chen Chen was the savior, he would fantasize about his smell.

Milk, grapes, grapefruit...everyone has their own scent.

Chen Chen's taste is a kind of light sweetness, like green grass.

Smell deeply and let yourself remember.

After a long time, Luozhou washed his hands and came out pretending nothing happened.

Cheng Fat hugged the pillow tightly, still shivering, but he had gradually calmed down—the matter had come to this point, and the soldiers came to cover it up.

There seemed to be movement outside the door, and Cheng Fat raised his head: "Luozhou... Let me ask you something, have you heard footsteps in the middle of the night recently?"

Luozhou's expression froze: "No, what's the matter?"

"It's strange, I can always hear footsteps in the middle of the night recently, as if someone was walking around outside the door, and someone touched the doorknob..." Cheng Fatty became more and more horrified as he spoke, and looked around suspiciously. "Isn't there... a ghost here?"

"There will be no ghosts, don't scare yourself." Luozhou sat down and said calmly.

"That's right." Cheng Fat was a little scared.

"I'm leaving in two days. I may not be able to see your revenge match. If you need my help, I will try my best to help. Whether it is composing music and choreographing or forwarding Weibo."

Cheng Fatty just wanted to say "Thank you, no need" when he thought of a very important thing.

Sit closer, pretend to be very familiar, affectionately, with affection: "Luozhou..."

Luozhou knew what he wanted.

But I still couldn't help but lifted my heart, my whole body was numb, as if I danced to the dance song with him - "KISS".

I want to kiss him on the sofa, or on the wall, or on the wall.

Want to lick him.

Breathing his scent lightly through his nose, Luozhou fixed his eyes on Cheng Fat's lips, and saw those soft lips softly said: "Those food... can you leave it to me?"

Not surprising.

Not surprisingly, but still a little disappointed.

However, he knows that the current Chen Chen just looks like he wants to eat, and has no attachment to himself. This is just his disguise. He just wants to eat and lower his image!

He is still rejecting himself!

Luozhou secretly made up his mind that he would not give up.

"can."

"Great." Fatty Cheng got up, "I'll go get it with you now."

"it is good."

As soon as Luozhou opened the door, he found half a circle of people standing outside.

He stopped, and Cheng Fatty came out. At first, there was a happy smile on his face, but when he saw them, he felt bad.

Wang Qi crossed his arms: "Heh, heh, da."

Zhou Wei sneered: "If you don't come out again, we'll just slam the door in."

Qiu Yu frowned, never expecting: "Shen Chen..."

Luozhou was puzzled: "What's going on?"

As soon as Wang You came out, he saw this scene. Seven people including Luozhou surrounded Chen Chen, and he exploded in anger again.

Princess Chen Chen...and seven handsome guys?

When did Chen Chen become so popular? ? ?

Cheng Fatty had a quick eye and slammed the door shut.

No matter what, close the door first!

Explain in WeChat!

Qiu Yu, Zhou Wei, Wang Qi, Ji You, Li Jin, and Brunei looked at each other.

Eye gesture.

Ji folded his arms and looked sideways: Since he is always like this——

Qiu Yu was angry: It's not as good as us——

Zhou Wei lowered his eyelids: Looking for an opportunity——

Li Jin has no expression on his face: hit——

Wang Qi raised his jaw: He——

Brunei nodded with a smile: A meal!

The six people clapped their hands, and decided so happily to go back to the room.

Luozhou, who was locked outside and didn't know what happened: "..."

Cheng Fatty was so scared. He sent an explanation message in the group, but no one replied to him.

That night, there was only one person's footsteps, but it turned into a group, walking back and forth outside his door.

Hugging tightly to his little quilt, weeping bitterly in the middle of the night.

——He just...wanted to eat.