You and I have nothing to do with my money

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I watched the script last night until three o'clock in the morning, and finally squeezed out the things I shouldn't remember.

In the early morning of the next day, Lin Chaoci was woken up by the alarm clock in a daze. He was going to turn off the alarm clock in a daze, but he couldn't even open his eyes. With his strong muscle memory, he finished washing smoothly, but he didn't know where his mind went. , As soon as he stepped out of the bathroom, he hit a wall of meat.

It was neither soft nor hard, with a strong Q bounce and a scent of agarwood that he liked. Lin Chaoci, who had lost his mind, instinctively buried his face up, and took a deep breath of the aroma.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

Song Jiangling's voice sounded above his head, soft but yet magnetic, but if you listen carefully, you will find a hint of interest in it.

Lin Chaoci was awakened by the familiar voice, and realized with horror what good deed he had just done.

He actually buried his chest like an LSP, and the target was Song Jiangling?

At the same time, the fanfiction I read last night entered my mind uncontrollably.

[The top alpha's chest is broad and strong, with an irresistible aggression, occupying him fiercely. 】

Lin Chaoci's whole body froze, like a cat that had a stress response after being frightened, and jumped eight feet away with a "swish", as if seeing a ghost in the daytime.

Song Jiangling: "..."

Is he that scary?

Facing Song Jiangling's awkward and bewildered expression, Lin Chaoci soon realized that he had overreacted, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Teacher Song, I just didn't wake up, it wasn't on purpose."

According to Song Jiangling's previous personality, at this time he should just smile and say "it's okay" as if nothing happened.

But at this moment, looking at Lin Chaoci's fair and ruddy face, and his shy little face in the ruddy, Song Jiangling, who already understood his intentions, couldn't help but want to tease him again.

"What wasn't intentional?" Song Jiangling moved a little closer, his breath blending with Lin Chaoci, "Huh?"

With an airy voice, it's sexy as hell.

Lin Chaoci blushed even more: "No...I didn't mean to bump into you."

He really couldn't say the word "buried chest".

"Oh, it wasn't intentional."

When saying this sentence, Song Jiangling deliberately protracted the end of the sentence, and looked straight at him.

Lin Chaoci:? ? ?

Did he lose his mind by reading fanhumanities, or why did he feel that this sentence sounded like Song Jiangling regretted it?

It's just like……

Like flirting?

Thinking about it like this, Lin Chaoci was so shocked by his terrible thoughts that he didn't dare to answer a word, and he didn't dare to take a breath for fear that he would make a joke.

Seeing that Lin Chaoci was dumbfounded and didn't respond, Song Jiangling's eyes darkened, and he was suddenly a little confused whether the child in front of him understood what he was saying.

After telling himself "take your time, don't scare people", Song Jiangling said again: "Hurry up and change clothes, it's time to go out."

"Oh, yes." Lin Chaoci nodded quickly, and got into his bedroom as if oiling the soles of his feet, while secretly thanking himself, fortunately, he didn't talk nonsense.

Looking at his running back, Song Jiangling shook his head helplessly.

A long way to go.

"Hey, did you stay up late last night playing games?" Ah Shan looked at Lin Chaoci in surprise, "The bags under your eyes almost fell to the tip of your nose."

Lin Chaoci shook his head, and said weakly: "I don't play games, have you forgotten?"

He was still immersed in the "chest burying incident" in the morning, and his spirit was in a trance.

Ah Shan wondered: "Then why did you go last night? Don't you suffer from insomnia again?"

The word "you" is used very spiritually. Lin Chaoci thought about it carefully. In the past two months, the number of his insomnia has indeed skyrocketed.

Seeing that Song Jiangling and his fan culture are too high-level, and then can't sleep or something, is it considered insomnia?

Lin Chaoci hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's sort of."

Ah Shan understood: "Insomnia or something, there are always a few times a month, I understand, but why do I think you have insomnia and lost your own soul?"

Lin Chaoci stammered: "Yes, is there?"

A Shanpi smiled but didn't smile: "Darling, I suggest you look in the mirror yourself before talking about it."

Lin Chaoci: "..."

He didn't need to look in the mirror to know how out of his wits he looked right now.

But was his disorientation due to insomnia?

of course not.

Is it because I read his and Song Jiangling's fan Xiaoh Wen?

It seems not.

In the final analysis, it was because of Song Jiangling this morning, really, very, very...how should I put it?

unusual?But exactly what was different, he really couldn't tell right away.

Lin Chaoci couldn't figure it out, and in the end he could only attribute it to his not being "pure" enough, so he looked at Song Jiangling with "impure" eyes.

So if you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for being obsessed with ghosts for a while.

"I'm dirty."

Lin Chaoci's nonsense words almost scared Ah Shan out of his mind.

"Did something happen to you? Someone forced you?" Ah Shan was so angry that his voice was trembling, "Say it out, even if I risk my life, I will help you out!"

In the next second, Lin Chaoci said: "My heart is so filthy!"

It's all to blame for that fanfiction. Now that he is so filthy, how can he deserve to be a fan of Song Jiangling?

Lin Chaoci's heart was broken, and he could cry on the spot.

Ah Shan: ...

Ha ha

Summer is coming to autumn, and with the slight drop in temperature brought by the beginning of autumn, the filming progress of "Zi Chen" has finally passed halfway, and the plot has reached the part where the hero and heroine go to the snowfield to find the truth together. In other words, they have to open a new map up.

In the words of Director Zhou, there is no place for them in the huge film and television city.

"The beauty of the snowfield is beautiful, but the environment is too harsh." Ah Shan said while packing Lin Chaoci's luggage.

Lin Chaoci sat on the fluffy carpet, fiddling with his mobile phone leisurely, and did not forget to reply: "I heard that Mugeli is more than 6000 meters above sea level. It is covered with ice and snow all the year round, and there is no grass. expected."

He has never been to Mugeli, but he has been to a similar Tagecuo. The altitude there is not as high as Mugeli, and the scenery is beautiful enough. The blue sky and white clouds without industrial pollution, even if he looks at it for a lifetime, he will never get tired of it. .

It's just that the signal on the mountain is really bad. As long as he stayed there, he missed the days of surfing the Internet for so long.

"That high?"

Ah Shan has never been to such a high place, so he said based on his only experience: "Then do I have to prepare some saffron and glucose?"

Lin Chaoci thought for a while and said, "No need, we won't go to the top of the mountain to take pictures."

Ah Shan was stunned: "How do you know you're not going to the top of the mountain?"

I didn't see Director Zhou talking about it in the group.

Lin Chaoci gave him a surprised look: "...there is not even a hotel on the top of the mountain. There are so many people in our crew, where are we going to stay, unless Director Zhou can't think about it."

Ah Shan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right, Director Zhou is not such an unreliable person, it's because I wanted to go wrong."

Filming on the top of a mountain, what a crazy person can do it.

On the other floor of the hotel, Zhou Wen, who was taking a comfortable bath, sneezed suddenly: Who scolded me?

[The author has something to say: The place names are made up, if there are any similarities, please do not bring them in. 】