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"what--!"

There was an earth-shattering sound outside, and a person wailed in grief: "You, you bastards!"

Just listening to the sound, one can almost imagine a person trembling and out of breath.

What are you doing outside?

Long Fang turned his ears to listen, but moved a little, but he seemed to be restrained by something, which prevented him from doing what he wanted.

At this time, the cold colored beads slipped into the back of his neck, making him startled, three thousand thoughts and hairs arose, and he suddenly remembered where he was.

Ji Qing hugged him tightly and didn't let go for a long time.

Ji Qing is rarely so straightforward, and he didn't quite understand why so many people like cuddling and cuddling before, as if he doesn't deserve to be in a relationship if he doesn't love each other.In his heart, too much extroverted feelings can never last long.

He believes that a person's feelings are a constant value, the more they are released, the less there will be left, and when all the feelings are exhausted, it will be over.His ideal love is the kind that respects each other like a guest and flows slowly. It doesn't have to be too hot, just a little bit of concern every day is enough.

But when he thought so, he was wrong.

He has never been in love.

He didn't know that there was a word called the place of love.

When a person has another person in his heart, any emotion can no longer be suppressed, and he naturally wants to run towards that person.

Hugs, kisses, sex...all out of this.

He was just out of love.

Long Fang couldn't understand why Ji Qing suddenly crossed the line. Although he used to give people an ambiguous feeling, it was only limited to words.Speech is a thing, each has its own interpretation, "yes" or "no" is a matter of a person's thought.

But action is different.

Especially this very representative action.

If it was words, Long Fang was able to convince himself that he was thinking too much, so what's going on?

Is it a friendly condolence?

He didn't dare to think about the deeper reasons, for fear that he would be sentimental again.

Long Fang didn't dare to be greedy, so he pushed him in a hurry.

Ji Qing was already a little taller than him, but now that he put on this dress, he looked even taller, as if he had grown a size anyway, and Long Fang was held in his arms like a chick, and he couldn't help it at all. .

Ji Qing was reluctant to let go.

"..." Long Fang sighed, and remonstrated, "Your Majesty, throughout the ages, faint kings usually end badly."

He made a clever move, broke free from the shackles, stood one step away, and started eating melon seeds again.

He had to find something to divert his attention.

Seeing that he insisted on leaving, Ji Qing didn't force him, but expressed his affection to him very solemnly, "Although he died nine times, he still has no regrets."

I also have good intentions, even though I died nine times, I still have no regrets.

The melon seeds put by the dragon shake off again.

Ji Qing had already opened the door and walked out. The hustle and bustle of the world came in from outside. The one who was heartbroken and howled like ghosts and wolves was the actor who fought with Long Fang to the end a few days ago. His name was He Zhu, and he was called Old He Xian.

The only package of melon seeds in the whole production crew was brought by him from Beijing, and he planned to eat it when he was free.As a result, when he came back from the toilet, he was gone!

He hasn't even smelled it yet!

"They're all brothers."

"We rounded up and it's you!"

"The people will remember you!"

Long Fang stood and listened for a long time before he came to his senses from the "Nine Deaths and Never Regrets". What was he trying to explain?

Will the business of deceit be carried through to the end?

I won't give up if I don't deceive you until you lose your mind and body?

What a ruthless man.

Long Fang picked up the melon seeds that fell on the ground and stuffed them into his mouth, not too dirty, and then walked out calmly.

At that time, the noise had stopped, and Brother Guazi was forgotten by the crowd amidst His Majesty's majesty. Everyone pointed their phones at Ji Qing, and some of them flashed with trembling hands.

Ji Qing narrowed his eyes, raised his sleeve to block it: "Don't shoot."

But no one paid him any attention.

These people were put in the chat group after shooting.

- bastard!

——Bah, shaking hands, it's Wang Ba!

——Xian'er, hurry up and withdraw, the boss is in the group.

He Zhu retracted a message.

——How did you betray the organization?Isn't this our secret base!How could the boss come in!

——My poor silly boy, look at the group name, you have sent it to a large group.

He Zhu took a look and watched the media.

Seeing another 99+ secret base, he died.

Long Fang leaned against the wall, and didn't join in the fun. Ji Qing's body was put on by himself. To put it bluntly, there was no part of his body that he hadn't touched.

Naturally, I have also seen it.

He remembered that his waist was very slender, and when the yellow clothes were worn around it, it fitted in tightly like a mortise and tenon.

In ancient times, the servant who served the emperor to change clothes was really the best job in the world.

"...Hiss," Long Fang took a breath, and quickly shook his head, "What kind of ambition do I have?"

He felt that sooner or later he was going to die in bed.

Is there any help for lust?

Long Fang glanced at the opposite side, and once again resorted to the "physical color resistance" big move, hooked a bench with his toes, and put on the earphones.

One of the physical anti-color methods - to divert attention.

It just so happens that he hasn't finished watching the play yet.

In "First Cloud", they are all stunning.

Although he is also picky when watching dramas, he is not as strict as his father who watched movies. Even if the drama itself is not good, as long as the protagonist is pleasing to the eye, he can still watch it.

Similarly, he has much higher requirements for appearance than the movie-watching father.

But later, after he stopped scanning the films by himself, he could only watch the films. Dad could eat whatever he wanted.The drama is really good, but the movie-watching father may not be Yangou, or his aesthetics are not the same. Many of the characters in the drama that he recommends make him not interested, so naturally he doesn’t take it seriously. Take a look while you pass the time.

But there is one thing he wants to declare, the quality of the dramas promoted by the movie-watching father is absolutely unquestionable.

The reason for the lack of beauty is that Long Fang is unwilling to admit that the movie-watching father has a problem with his aesthetics. After all, the crew of "Yueguan Mountain" is pretty good.

After thinking about it, he probably couldn't have both acting skills and good looks.

Those who are good-looking usually go to the idol school, and only the mediocre ones will be ruthless to practice acting skills. After all, if they are not good-looking and their acting skills are not good, then they will have nothing to eat.

Watching movies has a lot of good looks and acting skills online, but the movie watching dad never recommends watching movies, at most he just talks about the latest dramas without names when chatting, basically there is nothing good to say.

So it has been a long time since Long Fang has found a good drama that is eye-catching from the movie-watching father--movie-watching is not counted.

"Chu Yun" is different, Long Fang was amazed when he saw "Chu Yun", there is not a single ugly one in it!

He almost thought that the movie-watching father had been pierced by his soul.

Why is aesthetic suddenly online!

Most importantly, all of them are handsome guys.

A group portrait of four male protagonists.

Gee.

tasty.

The direct result is that Long Fang watches the drama with his hands whenever he is free, watching it over and over again, waiting for the update every day, scrambling his lungs, swiping the screen on Weibo all day long, and carnivaling with sand sculpture netizens.

... Later Zhou Zhang blocked him.

After Long Fang finally finished last night's update, when he raised his eyes, Ji Qing's makeup was already done, and he almost didn't recognize it.

In the play, Ji Qing is a 60-[-]-year-old emperor, and it is definitely not possible to use his face directly. At this time, a make-up artist is needed to turn decay into magic.

Who is this old man?

So strong.

Long Fang almost dropped his phone.

Ji Qing turned his head in a panic, not daring to let Long Fang see his current appearance.He followed Wang Kequn into the palace hall, and Wang Kequn kept talking all the way, telling him how to act and how to act, for fear that he would lose the chain.Ji Qing's ears were calloused, and he interrupted: "I'm not deaf, okay?"

Wang Kequn immediately became a gourd, and his intuition told him that Ji Qing was very upset.So when I saw a good deal, I accepted: "ok."

He regretted it.

It's not good to look for anyone, look for Ji Qing.Where has he acted?

"Then if the performance fails, should I scold him?" Wang Kequn fell into deep worry.

Ji Qing was annoyed when he thought of his wrinkled face now.

It's fine to ask him to dedicate himself, but he's an ugly old bastard!

When the stylist gave him a mirror, he didn't dare to look at it.

Fortunately, Long Fang didn't follow.

Long Fang swiped Weibo for a while, then switched to the trumpet account, there was a red +1 for fans, and there were a few private messages.

Long Fang: "?"

He habitually clicked into the fans, wanting to see the source of new fans.

This is one of his ways to distinguish between marketing accounts and real fans. Generally, those recommended by Weibo are mostly marketing accounts. If you click on it, it’s not about selling one or the other, it’s all advertisements.If you are a true fan, it usually comes from your personal homepage or Weibo search, and the content that these people click on is very popular.

He hasn't had much activity lately, and because Ji Qing is such a bastard, he rarely even posts on Weibo, so it's unlikely that he will get new fans.He thought it was a marketing number.

Thinking of this, he inevitably felt a little lost.

If it was a large size, he would remove the junk fans without hesitation, but he didn't dare to move any of the small size, just to make it look like there were more fans.

After figuring this out, he didn't bother to look at the source of new fans anymore, so he withdrew.

He clicked on the private message again.

There were also several messages on the private message. He thought it was news, and was about to click on it to kill the message prompt, but he saw a strange name - "The king sent me to patrol the mountain".

The message prompts all come from this person.

Long Fang: "?"

The king sent me to patrol the mountain: Little brother, you are so cute! ! ! !

The king sent me to patrol the mountain: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The king sent me to patrol the mountain: It must be a special fate, little brother, you are so handsome, I fell in love with you at a glance in the crowd, you are so handsome! ! !

Long Fang:?

What's the mess?

The king sent me to patrol the mountain: Your Majesty, are you missing a younger brother? My thief knows how to fuck data.

Long Fang:? ? ?who?

This time the other party didn't come back immediately, with the words "typing" hanging on the top, it seemed that he was a person with a story.

The king sent me to patrol the mountains - this name is too long, let's call her Little Zhuanfeng.Xiao Zuanfeng has been in the fan circle for several years, has countless walls, is proficient in all major star chasing software, and has no fewer than ten fans... All in all, he is a ruthless person.

This ruthless man just turned over from the previous wall recently, and met the crew of "Yueguan Mountain" at the airport, and then met Long Fang...and his "bodyguard".

Xiao Zhuanfeng felt that he had a strange skeleton, good looks, and decided to post on the wall again, so she went back and searched his Weibo, and after watching the rape, she finally confirmed that he was really a big baby.

The king sent me to patrol the mountain: Don't be afraid, your king, you will definitely be angry!God sent me to help you!

The king sent me to patrol the mountain: We are a family, you are a dragon, and I am a koi!We can go to heaven!

Very active!

Long Fang didn't know what to think, and sent his hand faster than his brain: Aren't you Xiao Zhuanfeng?

The king sent me to patrol the mountain: ...

The person who was chattering just now suddenly quieted down.

Long felt relieved, it's too bad, the boss is going to be killed by me.However, just when he was about to make up for it, the other party sent a message.

Carp Leaping over the Dragon Gate: All right, my lord.I'm a koi now.

Long Fang was stunned for a moment, then laughed like a dog while holding the phone.

This is different from Ji Qing, Ji Qing is a friendship, this is serious, his first fan.Still a big fan.

He carefully entered the fans and found the newest fans.

Carp Leaping over the Dragon Gate, from "Weibo Search".