The big shots are jealous of me [Entertainment]

Song Yan felt like he was about to explode.

Lu Zhen was very close to him.

The tall and big body seemed to cover his whole body.

In his ear is his low voice, "Sorry."

The man leaned over, leaned closer to him, and raised his hand.

The warm palm came from the sensitive tail tip.

Song Yan unconsciously held his breath.

The opponent's big hand tightened little by little, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

The tail also trembled.

Lu Zhen turned sideways and pressed him tightly against the corner of the wall.

With drooping eyelids, staring at his pointed ears, he held the dishonest tail with his big hand, and stuffed it into the boy's waistband bit by bit.

When pulling away, the fingertips inadvertently slid across his waist.

Lu Zhen's Adam's apple moved slightly, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Let's go."

Even after more than ten minutes, Song Yan still felt hot all over his body.

On the one hand because of nervousness, on the other hand...well, how should I put it.

The tip of the tail that Lu Zhen had scratched was numb and itchy.

Song Yan didn't dare to think about it any more, just lowered his head and ate fish balls silently.

It wasn't until he finished eating a few bags that he finally recovered, and suddenly remembered something, "Ah, Lu Zhen, you, you haven't eaten much!"

Lu Zhen tied the garbage bag in her hand and threw it into the trash can: "I'm not hungry."

Song Yan was a bit unbelievable, how could someone not be hungry!

He starves to death every day, okay?

However, he didn't have time to worry about this issue now, he just turned his head and looked behind him cautiously.

Lu Zhen glanced at him: "It didn't show."

After a pause, he gently reminded, "You, wear a longer coat."

"No need, no need, I bought a good thing online, it can be covered up completely! It has just been delivered to the hotel!" Song Yan said gratefully, "By the way, the coat you lent me last time is in my room. Bring it to you."

Picked up the courier at the front desk and held it in my arms.

The elevator went straight to the 11th floor, and Song Yan led Lu Zhen upstairs and into the room.

Lu Zhen sized her eyes up and said dissatisfiedly, "You will live here from now on?"

Song Yan didn't notice his dissatisfaction at all, and happily hummed twice: "It's given by the crew, no money is required."

This crew is really rich and powerful. Although the food is not enough, the accommodation conditions are much better than the training camp. The hotel is in the film and television city, and it is only a ten-minute walk from the studio. It is a star hotel and the rooms are enough. big.

Song Yan's luggage had already been packed, and it was neatly placed where it should be placed.

He took the scissors and opened the package.

As soon as Lu Zhen turned her head, she saw Song Yan bent over and took out something from the express box.

...is a pair of boxer briefs.

The taut kind.

Lu Zhen: "..."

Song Yan held the underwear seriously, tried the elasticity, and felt relieved: "If you wear this inside, it shouldn't be exposed again."

He ran to the bathroom, turned to Lu Zhen, "Wait for me to get off, I'll try it on!"

After finishing speaking, he pushed the bathroom door and went in.

Lu Zhen walked to the sofa and sat down, recalling the touch of the palm of her hand not long ago.

Soft, fluffy and supple tail hair.

I don't know if it is because it has been hidden in the waistband of the trousers for a long time, and it has a warm breath.

And the unique sweet and soft aroma of teenagers.

When he clenched it tightly, the tip of the tail stood up nervously...

Lu Zhen looked thoughtful and took out his phone.

Opened Du Niang, searched for a keyword - do people have long tails.

There is no useful information, and the front row is full of fake tail advertisements.

He lowered his eyes and browsed for a moment, temporarily forgetting his absurd suspicions.

There was a rustling sound from the bathroom, Lu Zhen looked over subconsciously, but her eyes suddenly stopped.

The bathroom door was frosted, and as soon as it was closed, a graceful shadow was drawn on the translucent glass, facing the door sideways, bent over, and the trousers fell to the ground.

On the glass door, a pair of slender and straight legs were reflected.

Immediately afterwards, he bent over to put on his trousers, his narrow waist slightly arched.

The tuft of tails behind him also turned up.

Halfway through the thread, the boy suddenly remembered something, reached behind his back, and stroked his own tail.

Lu Zhen stared at it for a moment, then looked away, picked up the mineral water on the counter, and took a few gulps.

……

Song Yan was indeed touching his tail.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the tail seemed to grow so slightly.

But it was behind the butt, so he couldn't take a closer look. He only glanced at it for a while, then quickly put on the tight underwear, looked in the mirror, and expressed his satisfaction.

This inner is super tight, the tail will never run out again.

Absolutely not!

After changing, he went out happily, and did not forget to ask Lu Zhen: "How is it, can't you see it?"

In order to make it easier for the other party to observe, he turned his back on purpose.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw two newly thrown mineral water bottles in the trash can.

amount……

This new friend seems to like drinking water very much.

Just as she was thinking, she turned around and saw Lu Zhen opened another bottle...

……

After changing his pants, Song Yan took out his phone: "Oh, my phone is out of battery!"

Lu Zhen covered his face and reminded him: "... since 1 o'clock in the afternoon, the phone has been turned off."

Song Yan was stunned for a moment: "So, you called me at 1 o'clock?"

Lu Zhen looked away, hummed lightly, and said nothing more.

Song Yan: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I called someone else at noon, but the phone ran out. What time is it?"

Lu Zhen raised his wrist, took a look, and reported the time.

Song Yan quickly jumped up from the chair: "Ah, it's time for me to go filming. By the way, are you here to play?"

Haicheng Film City not only undertakes the filming of various TV series, but is also a famous tourist attraction, and many tourists come to visit and play every day.

Lu Zhen didn't make a sound, Song Yan took it for granted and suggested, "Then do you want to visit the crew? I'm filming over there, so I can get a work permit."

At the end, he added with bright eyes, "It's free! By the way, we can have a supper together after I finish filming."

Lu Zhen didn't pay much attention to what was said earlier, and focused directly on the last sentence, without hesitation, she said directly, "Okay."

Song Yan was very happy: "Ah, and your clothes."

He ran to the closet, took it out on tiptoe, folded it carefully, put it in a bag, and handed it to Lu Zhen with a smile: "I'll return this to you, thank you!"

When the latter reached out to pick it up, Song Yan suddenly realized: "Lu Zhen, your shirt seems to be dirty!"

Lu Zhen lowered her head, only to find that there was a little stain on the sleeve of the white shirt.

"It must have accidentally dripped oil just now." Song Yan hurried to the closet and found a piece of clothing, "I happen to have a T-shirt here, and it's still new. Come, change it."

……

Looking at Lu Zhen who put on a new T-shirt, Song Yan nodded with satisfaction.

The clothes are only 19 yuan each, but fortunately he bought a few more at that time.

Uh, even though it's worn on Lu Zhen, it's still a little short.

But... don't worry about so many details!

After changing his clothes, Song Yan came over with a work card.

This was prepared by the crew for his assistant, but he has no assistant for the time being, so he can just lend it to Lu Zhen.

"Come here." Song Yan smiled, "Come here again, bow your head."

Seeing Lu Zhen bowing his head obediently, Song Yan tiptoed and hung the work badge on him.

"Let's go! I almost forgot," Song Yan picked up the small water glass on the table and stuffed it into his hand: "This is for you. We have a water dispenser on the set, so you can just pick it up when you're thirsty."

This cup is 6 yuan and 6 buy one get one free, Song Yan happened to have one more, so he generously gave it to Lu Zhen.

He said cheerfully, "You love drinking water so much, it will save you money if you bring a cup with you!"

Lu Zhen followed behind him, paused, and remained silent for two seconds, "I don't like drinking water."

Seeing him denying it expressionlessly, Song Yan felt a little funny: "It's a good thing to love to drink water, and I love to drink too."

He took out another small water glass from his trouser pocket, "Look, I have one too, just like you!"

Lu Zhen raised her eyes, glanced at the water glass that was exactly the same as her own, and then glanced at the same T-shirts on both of them.

He bowed his head and smiled.

Lei Yuanhao lay weakly on the small sofa, took the medicine from his assistant, wiped his tears and swallowed it.

His eyes were blank: "People are more angry than others! Why is it that he has nothing to do with drinking two cups? Ben, Master Ben just took such a small sip, just, just..."

The rest of the words were too embarrassing, so he didn't say any more.

The assistants' eyes fell on his trembling legs, showing a look of understanding and sympathy.

But on the face, he comforted the boss in a hurry:

"Young master, how can you compare with him? You are delicate and expensive, and he is so rough!"

"That's right, young master, he can eat three boxes of lunch for a meal, and he can probably drink wine by the barrel. There must be something wrong with his digestive function!"

"Yes, there is something wrong with him!"

After taking the medicine, Lei Yuanhao didn't feel so uncomfortable. Hearing these assistants' words made him even more angry.

He hehe sneered: "That's right, seeing how poor he is, it's quite pitiful that he can't even afford an assistant because of all his problems."

As soon as the words fell, I heard the little assistant on the far side stammering: "Young master..."

Lei Yuanhao rolled his eyes at him: "What are you doing? Are you stuttering?"

The little assistant silently raised his hand and pointed to the opposite side.

Lei Yuanhao looked in the direction of his finger, just in time to see Song Yan walking in from the door.

Not only that, but beside him was a man with extraordinary temperament.

He is tall and has long legs, tall and straight, and a handsome face with a chisel that is particularly eye-catching.

The brows and eyes are very pale, but it gives people a sense of unreasonable oppression.

Breathless.

However, this man with an extraordinary temperament is wearing Song Yan's same T-shirt at the moment, with two pockets on his left and right, an inferior water glass in his right hand, and an assistant badge hanging around his neck...

Lei Yuanhao was shocked.

What does this mean?

So, the person surnamed Song not only has an assistant, but is also at the level of a male god? ? ?

Lei Yuanhao's eyes turned around this "assistant"'s chiseled face, and then turned his eyes to the group of crooked melons and dates around him, and fell into deep thought again.

This is just a poor boy, why is he better than him in everything?

There are more scenes than him, and the role is more important than him!

Digestive function is better than him!

Even the assistant looks so good-looking! !

...Is there any reason?

No, he had to find a way.

……

Lu Zhen held Song Yan's clothes and water cup, and stood silently aside.

This is a group portrait scene. After the director said "Click", the assistants of the various actors around the set stepped forward together, carrying water, and putting on coats.

Lu Zhen glanced at it, touched the cold water glass, turned around and added some hot water, followed the example of other assistants, and sent it to Song Yan.

Song Yan took the hot water glass, but was a little embarrassed: "You come to play, why do you still help me with things? I can do it myself."

Lu Zhen didn't say a word, just glanced at the assistants who were greeting the actors around her, "They're all like this."

Song Yan felt a little funny: "They are assistants, but you are not my assistant."

Lu Zhen said lightly, "What's wrong?"

He paused, "Besides, others have it, but I don't think you don't."

Song Yan was startled.

He didn't speak any more, just lowered his head to drink water.

Warm and hot, slowly extending down the throat tube to the stomach.

……

Song Yan was the male lead, and had more scenes. After drinking a saliva, he rested for a while, and then entered the next filming.

Just as the crew was pushing the boxed lunch trolley passing by, Lu Zhen reached out, picked up a box, and asked in a cold voice, "This is all you guys want to eat?"

When Xiao Lizi heard this, he thought it was some leader. He was shocked and put on a smile all over his face: "Oh, yes, yes, yes..."

Unexpectedly, when he looked up, it was Song Han's little assistant.

Damn, it's just a little assistant.

Talking so eloquently, who are you scaring!

He frowned impatiently: "Yes, just eat this, what's wrong!"

After he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes, gave him two boxes of rice abruptly, and pushed the small dining cart away quickly.

Lu Zhen lowered her eyes, swept the two boxes of lunch in her hand with a sullen face, took out her mobile phone, and made a call.

……

Less than two seconds after hanging up, a mysterious voice suddenly came from behind: "Dude."

When he turned his head, he saw a man wearing black sunglasses with his nostrils upturned.

The man pulled his lips: "Changing jobs?"

He held out three fingers, "How much will he give you? I will pay three times the salary!"

Lu Zhen: "..."

Lei Yuanhao secretly poked and poked a few more glances at Lu Zhen, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

Look at this nose, this eye, this aura!

Tut tut...

What a face it would be to have such an assistant!How big are the rows!

Just this one is stronger than his 20 plus combined!

Thinking about it this way, I took the initiative to increase my salary: "Well, four times, how about it?"

It's a pity that the man in front of him didn't seem to be moved at all, he just looked at him coldly.

Lei Yuanhao thought for a while: "Five times?"

"Six times! No more!"

"Oh shit, don't leave!" Lei Yuanhao was in a hurry, "The price is negotiable, I have plenty of money!"

"Hey, hey... shit!!!"