Alas.

Lin Qingyao sighed and pressed his thumb to the center of his eyebrows.

Things in the entertainment industry are really troublesome.

In autumn and winter, it is already difficult to get out of bed.

The little woman nested in the quilt, swiping her mobile phone, and those comments on the Internet were nothing more than saying that she was eighteen lines, and she brushed herself first, and she wanted to be red and crazy.

“...... Ah Xing ......"

Hearing the sound of swiping cards outside the door, Lin Qingyao said weakly, "Cone Sheng called us to a meeting......

Lu Zhixing has the habit of getting up in the morning to exercise, so this man, even if he is thirty years old, still maintains a good figure.

"When?"

Lu Zhixing put breakfast on the table and picked out clothes from the closet.

"An hour and a half later."

The man picked out his formal clothes and hugged Lin Qingyao through the quilt, "Get up and eat." ”

At this time, the little woman was like a wrapped rice dumpling, and the quilt was too warm, and although the Heaton Hotel had provided floor heating, she still didn't want to get up from the bed.

"Ah Xing."

Do you want to try the little white flower in the TV series?

"May I not go to the meeting?"

I really don't want to get involved in that pointless war of words.

In order to make himself look a little pitiful, Lin Qingyao also specially kicked up his cherry lips, poked his head out of the quilt, and asked, "Is it okay?" ”

Lu Zhixing's throat tightened, and Jun's face turned slightly red, knowing that Lin Qingyao was pretending on purpose, but Lu Er still stood upright uselessly.

"I'm going to take a shower."

The man clenched his fists and coughed lightly, and got up from the bed, "You eat the food first, and you will save it for a while." ”

"Brother Ah Xing."

Suddenly, her waist was hugged by those white and tender arms, and Lu Zhixing was facing away from Lin Qingyao, so she shouldn't have seen her embarrassed appearance at this time.

He grabbed her foul little hand and pressed her under him, breathing heavily, "...... Little Yo ......"

"What did I tell you?"

"Don't play with fire lightly."

Lin Qingyao bit his lip and shook his head, "You're so heavy, get up from me." ”

"Sister Xiaoyou."

Lu Zhixing hooked Lin Qingyao's chin, "Let Brother Ah Xing be comfortable......

If he could, Lin Qingyao really wanted to lift Lu Zhixing's head and see what this man was thinking about writing every day.

"No more playing."

Lin Qingyao tried to push Lu Zhixing away, but she was overwhelmed by him, "It's boring." ”

"Do you know it's wrong?"

The man's tone was not salty, as if he had just watched her perform a funny comedy.

"Hmm. Got it. ”

It's good to admit mistakes.

"It's really boring to pretend to be a little white flower, even a horse man like you can't be fooled."

As soon as this sentence came out, Lu Zhixing stuck a mouthful of old blood in his throat, but he still had to endure it.

"But I just watched a new popular actress, and I was very happy to be cute."

Lu Zhixing turned sideways and lay next to Lin Qingyao, and if he maintained the position just now, he would really go crazy.

"Mr. Lu still knows about 'enclosure self-sprout'?"

Lin Qingyao felt strange, after all, the mobile phone was just a tool for Lu Zhixing to communicate, and the password of his Weibo number was changed by her, and she didn't know it.

"Huh."

Lu Er gradually returned to normal.

Lu Zhixing smiled dryly, and at the same time as he got up from the bed, he pulled Lin Qingyao up from the bed by the way, "Your brother Ah Xing still knows a lot, do you want to go to the bathroom to find out?" ”

Dare to love, can't this Brother Xing's stalk go by.

Lin Qingyao knew that he was at a loss, "Uncle Lu will go by himself." ”

He was nine years behind her.

Compared with his brother, this uncle has greatly hurt a man's self-esteem.

He viciously blocked the curse of the language, "Xiao You." ”

When Lu Zhixing's hand began to caress the soft field, his tone was deliberately low, "Do you dislike me for being old?" is not worthy of your beauty like a flower. ”

He acted habitually, and sometimes even Lin Qingyao was deceived.

The underfloor heating at the Heaton Hotel has reached 28 degrees.

The room was already hot, but because of the sublimation of the auxiliary kiss just now, Lin Qingyao's head was directly confused.

Instinctively, she blushed and hesitated, "...... There is no ......"

"That's—"

The man pulled the headband down, black seaweed wrapped around the white holy place, and he teased her intentionally or unintentionally, "Still call my uncle ......?" ”

“...... That's ...... Just kidding......"

Lin Qingyao was very sensitive to his skillful technique, "...... Who doesn't know that you are an ageless child...... in the entertainment industry"

Ageless childlike face.

Lu Zhixing hooked his thin lips, it seemed that his punishment for her was not enough.

"Xiaoyu."

Lu Zhixing buried a row of white teeth in her shoulder, and Lin Qingyao was in pain, "You dislike me, and you can't return it." ”

The man still has that sour tone, while the woman tries her best to make her tone sound normal.

“...... Well...... A while...... And there will be a meeting......"

He knew every sensitive area on her body, and Lu Er stood up proudly again.

"And now—"

Lu Zhixing held her earlobe, "Do you want to get up and eat?" ”

“…… Good ......"

Lin Qingyao hung his head, looking at the dampness in the man's palm, his face became redder, "...... Why don't you go take a shower......? ”

The man had a handsome face and a mysterious smile.

This time, just let this little guy go.

He walked into the bathroom with his long legs.

Lin Qingyao patted his chest and breathed a long sigh of relief, he was really facing Lu Zhixing, which was more difficult to deal with than facing those trolls on the Internet.

When the man came out again, Lin Qingyao had a bun in his mouth, and he was almost choked by the looming eight-pack abs in the bathrobe that he inadvertently targeted.

Lu Zhixing's face still had the unspoken smile just now.

She handed him a big bun with red bean crumbs, "Hurry up and eat, go to the meeting when you're done." ”

Sometimes enchanting, sometimes immature, mature and domineering wolf dog, middle two gentle milk dog, really special style you want, Lu Zhixing has it.

The man bit the straw, which contained half a cup of soy milk that she had just left, and after gulping and drinking it all, he found her shiny little shoes to put on.

"Let's go."

The reporter at the entrance of the lobby of the Heatton Hotel is still squatting.

Since the Qingju couple tied up CP marketing and had an illegitimate meal, they have now caused a storm again.

Lin Qingyao's traffic suddenly jumped over the black material queen Lu Qinghuan, and the overwhelming headlines were full of how the eighteenth-line little writer who wrote chicken soup dominated the entertainment industry.

First, the new book was blown into sleep by male readers - and then jumped into the public eye with the help of the CP identity of a popular actor - and finally brushed herself into the favorite popular actress of the Golden Bell Award audience.

"Miss Lin."

The reporters saw the green juice Xipi who had just come down from the elevator and flocked up: "Please respond, in yesterday's list, you surpassed the data of An Ying overnight." ”

"Everyone has room to rise." Lu Zhixing took the microphone: "So, it will be more than a matter of time." ”

"Don't you feel empty about winning popularity with a certain treasure package?"

In the crowd, I don't know who it is, so pointedly pointed out the problem.

"I did it, and I'll admit it." Lin Qingyao faced the camera, sonorous and powerful: "Now, please make time for a while, and after I go back to Yiwei for a meeting, I will give you a satisfactory answer." ”