It's really conspicuous!

Just block the door of someone else's restaurant and hug and hug, if there are paparazzi following, it is simply providing material for people.

Ling Wangxing ignored him, and raised the baffle in the back seat, Xia Zhizhu accidentally took a sip of wine in the box, the wine was highly alcoholic, several times stronger than beer.

Just outside for a while, the wind blew for a while, and then took off the mask, his face was already red, Ling Wangxing was right, he really couldn't drink at all.

The alcohol and the wind make the brain rusty and a little sluggish, but it is not like being completely drunk, a little fluttery.

Xia Zhizhu nested in Ling Wangxing's arms, Ling Wangxing massaged his temples, he saw Xia Zhizhu drinking, just one sip, it still made him uncomfortable.

While massaging Xia Zhizhu, he thought about meeting his parents.

Before, he thought that this matter could be brought up when they had been dating for a little longer, and that a stable relationship would make this matter more formal, but now he wanted to take Xia Zhizhu home immediately.

wants to give Xia Zhizhu a lot of love, and wants to fill the void in his life, even if it can only be filled a little.

Xia Zhizhu was held in Ling Wangxing's arms, and Ling Wangxing's voice came from above: "Xia Zhizhu is very good, very likable, and many people like Xia Zhizhu." ”

Needless to say, some things have already been revealed through body movements and words.

He was the only one left in distress, and he was distressed that he had faced such a thing early on.

Even across time and space, I want to hug him.

"Xia Zhizhu is very good."

Xia Zhizhu raised his head, slightly stunned.

Ling Wangxing lowered his head, at such a close distance, their breaths were intertwined, the alcohol seemed to be fermenting in this small space, and the sound was faint.

"I grabbed it—baby."

The author has something to say:

Ling Wangxing: I grabbed it, it's mine.

Chapter 79

In the past, Xia Zhizhu was already able to reconcile with himself very well.

In the present, he feels like the world is falling, but years have passed.

He gradually felt that they didn't have to grieve for themselves all their lives, and they would not be happy if they lived with people they didn't like and didn't agree with each other.

could hear the words that fell on his ears, which made Xia Zhizhu's heart feel like it was pinched by a pair of big hands, making him feel sour.

He didn't feel sad, and the things that had been a long time ago would not be so exaggerated when he looked back at them.

Ling Wangxing's words made his heart seem to collapse, and the alcohol was playing in his brain, making his thoughts dull and acting according to his subconscious.

His fingers grabbed Ling Wangxing's clothes, slowly propped up a little body, and no longer fell into Ling Wangxing's arms so softly, his eyes fell on Ling Wangxing, and only his shadow was reflected in his eyes.

"It's you who are precious enough, and I'm lucky to have met you."

I don't know how to describe his feelings, as if it was no longer an island, but the feeling of being carefully picked up from the ground, wiped clean, and held in the palm of his hand.

He only knew, and he just wanted to tell him: "Ling Wangxing, I really like you." ”

It's someone who wants to try to catch up even if he breaks the contract.

It's someone who misses it immensely every time it's separated.

Every time Ling Wangxing was by his side, he would feel very relieved.

Not so lyrical words.

But like these two words are very good love words in themselves.

Ling Wangxing lowered his head to kiss Xia Zhizhu's lips, and the hand holding his waist tightened unconsciously, as if he wanted to embed the person in his arms into his arms, and his voice was a little hoarse: "I know." ”

He knew that Xia Zhizhu liked him, and this liking was a two-way street.

Just like he wants to give Xia Zhizhu a lot of love, and he also wants to draw love from Xia Zhizhu as nutrients.

Only people who are in love know how good it is to like each other and how good it is for the other person to like them as well.

Love is surging, invisible but breeding between a pair of eyes, and then turning the surrounding space into this scorching atmosphere.

The gentle and delicate kiss became aggressive, Xia Zhizhu looked up and accepted it passively and obediently, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his fingers softly clinged to Ling Wangxing.

A small sound could be heard in the silence of the space.

The front and back seats are separated by a baffle, and the assistant consciously wears headphones to listen to the song, for fear that he will hear something he shouldn't have heard.

Ling Wangxing's possessiveness was no clearer than that of the assistant who had stayed by his side for several years, and love words and kisses could not be said to the audience, nor could they be heard.

Very possessive, very exclusive, in a sense, those intimacy seem to be the exclusive limits of a person.

The car went all the way to the newly cleaned house, and when he arrived at the place, the assistant did not get out of the car, and couldn't help but look out of the car curiously.

His brother and Xia Zhizhu got out of the car, the two were still holding hands, I don't know what they were talking about, when Xia Zhizhu turned his head, he saw that each other's lips were a little swollen.

The assistant hurriedly withdrew his gaze and looked at it indecently, but he was thinking in his heart that if he looked at it more, he would kill a single dog.

Ling Wangxing has been on vacation for the past few days, and the assistant drove the car away and will come back in two days.

Xia Zhizhu and Ling Wangxing walked inside, and saw Qin Ling standing at the door of the house, and for a moment, Xia Zhizhu paused as if his early love had been discovered by his parents, and he didn't dare to go forward.

Qin Ling and the others had already seen them at the door.

From Qin Ling's point of view, it is his own artist who has been filming for half a month, and has completed the process from crush to falling in love.

also went to record a show in order to fall in love, and now he is going home with someone, as if he is in love.

It's only been half a month, and it's hard not to worry him.

Qin Ling's gaze fell on the hand they were holding, and after a few seconds, he took the document bag in his hand to Ling Wangxing, and then looked at Xia Zhizhu: "Let's talk?" ”

Xia Zhizhu pulled his hand out of Ling Wangxing's hand and followed Qin Ling to the side.

Qin Ling looked Xia Zhizhu up and down from a little distance, feeling that his artist had been marked by someone else: "Remember not to be photographed by the paparazzi when you go out with Ling Wangxing in the past two days, you know?" ”

Xia Zhizhu looked at him in surprise, and Qin Ling said, "With your eyes, do I still want to beat the mandarin duck and let you concentrate on your career and not fall in love?" ”

Even if it is no longer allowed, hasn't Xia Zhizhu already "talked" from the beginning!

Xia Zhizhu hurriedly shook his head: "No, I didn't think so." ”

Qin Ling didn't object to Xia Zhizhu falling in love, or Xia Zhizhu and Ling Wangxing fell in love and eliminated some hidden dangers, reminding him: "Have a good rest in the past two days, and then concentrate on work, you know?" ”

Xia Zhizhu nodded obediently.

Although he was busy falling in love, his work was not delayed, whether it was filming or recording a show, and he also filmed an additional magazine, which is not good.

Xia Zhizhu saw Qin Ling handing over something to Ling Wangxing, and said suspiciously, "Brother Qin, are you here here?" ”

Qin Ling looked at him blankly and said, "You can ask Ling Wangxing later, he hasn't told you yet, and he definitely doesn't want me to tell you first." ”

Xia Zhizhu's confused brain was a little dizzy by this logical relationship, Qin Ling left, he stood in place and blew the wind for a while, feeling that his brain consciousness was a little clearer before going back.

Ling Wangxing was still standing at the door waiting for him, the light was on at the door of the house, and his whole person was shrouded in light, Xia Zhizhu looked at it for a few seconds, and walked towards him quickly, his steps were all excited.

Without waiting for Ling Wangxing to speak, he took the initiative to say, "Brother Qin asked me to pay attention to going out with you so as not to be photographed." ”

Trying to help Qin Ling get back a little impression points, his agent is really not a bad guy who beats mandarin ducks.

Ling Wangxing held the document bag sent by Qin Ling in one hand, opened the door by the way, and held Xia Zhizhu in the other.

He likes to be in contact with Xia Zhizhu very much, either holding hands or hugging, as well as kissing, it seems that as long as they meet, they can't wait to stick together.

Ling Wangxing opened the door and bought the daily necessities they wanted to use in the house, because considering that this was the place where they would live in the future, he also asked people to bring some clothes, and the living room was also covered with a carpet, which looked much warmer.

Now there are only the two of them left in the whole house, and they don't have to worry about being photographed, or they can't talk about intimacy.

Ling Wangxing pulled Xia Zhizhu and asked him, "Is your head still uncomfortable?" ”

Xia Zhizhu shook his head, he felt much better after that while, and besides, in the car, his attention was not on his head at all, and his eyes fell on the document bag in Ling Wangxing's hand: "What is this?" ”

He had a faint guess in his heart, but it was not confirmed, Ling Wangxing took his hand and walked to the sofa and sat down, there was a small paper shredder on the table, I don't know when it was placed here.

Xia Zhizhu's guess was confirmed the moment he saw this shredder, and he knew what Ling Wangxing was going to do.

Ling Wangxing took out another copy of the same document bag from the drawer of the desk.

The two document bags were placed together, Ling Wangxing hugged Xia Zhizhu, and said slowly, "It was the contract we signed." ”

Xia Zhizhu's heart was beating wildly, the two contracts were placed in front of the shredder, what they meant couldn't be clearer, no wonder Qin Ling would come over in person, this was simply the biggest secret between them, the kind related to their careers.

This contract was placed in front of him, making Xia Zhizhu uncontrollably think of the day they met for the first time.

That was the first time he had actually seen Ling Wangxing himself, even in the same circle, the person at the top of the pyramid could not be seen by a little shrimp like him.

When Liu Fuling proposed to sign a love contract, he felt that it was like a dream, Ling Wangxing signed a love contract with him, and they even had to fall in love in front of the audience.

But now, there was only a room for two people, and Ling Wangxing also held him in his arms, and his voice was so soft that it was almost gentle: "They are very meaningful, but where these two contracts are placed make me feel uneasy." ”

Even if it's locked in a safe, it's like a ticking time bomb.

When Ling Wangxing contacted Qin Ling, the other party agreed to take the contract and destroy it without much thought.

The two are in love, and Xia Zhizhu has also become a super-first-line artist from the previous unknown eighteenth line, because of his participation in variety shows with Ling Wangxing, and his performance in variety shows.

What they were looking forward to in this unequal contract has been completed beyond imagination.

Only by destroying it in person can you truly enter into a relationship without scruples.

Xia Zhizhu's heartbeat was so loud that it almost burst his eardrums, and he turned his head and was kissed on the lips by Ling Wangxing: "This contract is not counted." ”

"You're not my business person." Ling Wangxing looked at Xia Zhizhu's eyes seriously and focusedly, and said word by word: "It's my belated love." ”

Xia Zhizhu's eyelashes trembled slightly, his lips parted, his breath with a little smell of alcohol was entangled, and his brain was a little fluttering and dizzy.

As if he wanted to respond to Ling Wangxing, Xia Zhizhu changed his posture, sat on Ling Wangxing's lap, and hooked his neck: "You are also my love." ”

It's not a business object for a long time.

Even in front of the camera, telling yourself countless times that it was fake, you can't stop your heart from beating again and again.

Beat because of him.

He likes this person, he wants to have it urgently, he wants to be the most special person in his life.