Has God Lin lost his horse today?

When Lin Ling woke up the next day, he found that his surroundings were empty. He scanned the whole room, but Shang Jin was not in the room.

The discomfort in his body reminded Lin Ling that what happened last night was not a dream, he really had sex with the male god.

Lin Ling moved her limbs carefully under the quilt, and found that apart from a little pain in her buttocks, a little sore waist, and no strength in her whole body, she didn't feel like she was run over by a truck like in the novel he read before. The pain of falling apart.

But the pain was real at the beginning, but it was also really cool later on. Comparing the two, Lin Ling felt that the pain in the front was nothing to worry about.

Thinking of what happened last night, Lin Ling couldn't help pulling the quilt over her head and secretly laughing.

Happy!

The only fly in the ointment is that Shang Jin was not seen early in the morning, and he was suspected of being ruthless.

Feeling that there was nothing wrong with his body, Lin Ling lifted the quilt and got up, and the moment he lifted the quilt, he couldn't help shrinking his neck.

Although the air conditioner in the room is still working, it still feels a bit cold after a sudden blow.

Lin Ling's clothes, which were thrown all over the floor last night, were folded squarely on the sofa next to her, and she didn't need to think about it to know that they were folded by the ruthless Shang Qi.

What they want is a double room, but because of the mess last night, the other bed is no longer available. As for when she was transferred to this bed by the window by Shang Jin, Lin Ling no longer remembers.

Moreover, he is refreshed now, and he can tell at a glance that Shang Jin cleaned up after his death last night.

After getting dressed, Lin Ling went to the bathroom to wash up briefly, and when she came out, she happened to meet Shang Jin who opened the door and came in.

Lin Ling was stunned for a second, then immediately smiled, "You're back."

Shang Yan was taken aback when he saw it, and then quickly reached out to help him: "Are you awake? How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?"

Shang Jin spoke a little fast, it took Lin Ling a while to read out what he was talking about, and shook her head:

"I am fine."

After sitting down on the sofa, Lin Ling could clearly see that Shang Jin was still carrying a few bags in his hand.

Only then did Lin Ling realize that Shang Jin didn't see anyone early in the morning, so he went to buy breakfast instead.

Putting the breakfast bought for Lin Ling in front of him, Shang Jin looked at him and said:

"I asked, you'd better not eat greasy and spicy food now, so I bought you wontons and porridge, you see what to eat."

After finishing speaking, before Lin Ling could speak, Shang Jin said again:

"I also bought medicine, and I will give you medicine after eating later."

Lin Ling paused when she reached out to Wonton's hand, and couldn't help blushing.

But Shang Jin's expression was too serious, Lin Ling coughed pretending to be calm even though she was embarrassed, and said:

"I think I'm fine and don't need medication."

Although the ass still hurts a bit, but the pain is still within his tolerance range, and there is no need to take medicine at all.

After hearing Lin Ling's words, Shang Jin glanced at his ass, and frowned slightly after seeing his calm expression:

"Is there really no need to take medicine?"

Under Shang Jin's gaze, Lin Ling felt ashamed, nodded with a red face, and hummed softly.

Lin Ling is a person who is only suitable for driving alone in his head, and he will be the first to blush when he meets him with a real sword.

Shang Jin stared at Lin Ling's blushing face, knowing that he was embarrassed, so he didn't continue to provoke him.

If you don't want to go up, don't go up. Last night after Lin Ling fell asleep after the incident, he looked at it when he carried someone to clean it up. Except for a little redness, he didn't hurt. He bought medicine just in case.

After breakfast, it was past eight o'clock, and the two of them packed up and were about to check out. When they went out wearing masks, Lin Ling remembered an important question, and stopped Shang Jin:

"Did you wear a mask when you went to buy medicine? You won't be recognized, right?"

The eyes of the crowd are discerning, and Lin Ling can't even imagine what the consequences would be if Shang Jin went to buy that kind of medicine and was recognized by others.

The news headline must be—shocked, the popular singer went to the drugstore early in the morning...

Before Lin Ling was shocked, Shang Jin said, "No one will recognize you, don't worry."

Shang Jin went early, and some pharmacies were not open. When he went to the third one, only one clerk opened the door yawning, and he didn't pay attention to him at all.

Lin Ling was relieved: "That's good."

When Lin Ling and Shang Yan returned to the recording location, they found that the people who should have started recording the program at [-]:[-] a.m. did not move at all. They returned to the yard and everyone was having breakfast and chatting leisurely.

A staff member saw the two people at the door and greeted them with a smile to have breakfast.

Lin Ling and Shang Jin looked at each other and walked over. After asking, they found out that because the two of them asked for leave, they couldn't continue to record the program that was designed today, so the director decided to take a day off and postpone the filming by one day.

Lin Ling and Shang Jin were stunned after hearing this, because the two of them delayed everyone's filming, how could this be embarrassing?

But before the two of them could say anything else, the chief director came over with a bowl of noodles smiling:

"Don't feel embarrassed, Da Lin always said that he will be responsible for all the losses caused by the delay of the day, and I asked Cheng Xiu and the others, and they didn't notify them in the past few days, so it doesn't matter if it's a day later, let's treat it as a holiday for everyone gone."

Lin Ling couldn't hear it now, and by reading her lips, she understood the director's long sentence very well, and couldn't help but ask, "My brother?"

The director nodded: "Yes."

As for how Lin Lang knew that Lin Ling and Shang Jin had asked for leave, the director didn't know.

If you have money, you can rest and not delay the progress of the filming, why not do it.

After returning to the room of the two of them, Lin Ling came to his senses and looked at Shang Jin:

"Did my brother tell you about my ear?"

Shang Jin: "He mentioned something, asking you not to play the violin. You told me the specifics."

After finishing speaking, Shang Jin handed Lin Ling's cell phone to him: "Your brother called you when I was going to the bathroom last night, and I answered it."

Lin Ling was startled after taking the phone: "So you were so angry yesterday and dragged me away without saying a word because of this? I thought you were looking at my trumpet."

"Weibo trumpet?" Shang Jin narrowed his eyes as he looked at him: "You still have a trumpet? What's it called?"

Realizing that she had slipped her tongue, Lin Ling quickly shook her head: "No, I don't have a trumpet anymore, I was talking nonsense."

Shang Jin looked at him fixedly and met his gaze.

Half a minute later, Lin Ling's shoulders collapsed, and he honestly said his Weibo name.

Hearing this name, Shang Jin frowned: "What is your CP?"

Lin Ling was taken aback: "You don't know?"

Shang Jin shook his head: "I don't read Weibo often."

Lin Ling: "What about the Dynasty CP?"

Shang Jin nodded: "I heard from Luo Yichi."

Lin Ling immediately quit. As the number one fan|head, he didn't allow Shang Jin to know their CP names, so he immediately opened Weibo and handed him the phone, saying:

"Dynasty CP is a cult, and your CP is the right way!"

Next, Lin Ling spent more than ten minutes to let Shang Jin read the super chat on your CP, as well as his homepage and comment area, and explained to him in detail what it means to be on your CP.

Lin Ling took off her last vest in front of Shang Jin.

Perhaps the most intimate thing was done last night, so now Lin Ling's vest is off without the slightest burden.

Although some of his jokes are a bit pornographic, but now the two have slept in a relationship, so he feels that the jokes are just artistic processing based on facts.

In the end, Shang Jin benefited a lot and nodded: "Understood."

After finishing speaking, Shang Jin took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo, Lin Ling met him and asked, "What are you doing?"

Shang Jin was serious: "Focus on your trumpet."

Lin Ling was taken aback by Shang Jin, and quickly held his hand: "Calm down, don't be impulsive!"

Shang Jin looked at him, and still didn't understand why Lin Ling stopped him.

Lin Ling was so scared that he broke into a sweat: "Don't pay attention to me, your attention, if rounded up, is equivalent to coming out publicly."

No matter how much the fans slammed the CP, it was in private, and they didn't put it in front of the master, but Shang Jin's attention was equivalent to the official seal, which was terrible.

After listening to Lin Ling's analysis, Shang Jin nodded and gave up without saying anything.

Lin Ling was relieved to see him putting away his cell phone—fortunately, the male god didn't insist on paying attention to him, otherwise he would have every reason to believe that the male god fell asleep after sleeping with him.

He went to bed late last night and got up early today, and there was no filming task today, so Lin Ling felt sleepy when he saw the bed, but before he could get to the bed, he was pulled away by Shang Jin beside him.

Shang Jin looked at him: "I'll take you to meet my parents after the recording of this program is finished."

Lin Ling's sleepiness was frightened away by Shang Jin's words: "What? See your parents?"

Not to mention sleepy, Lin Ling was almost scared away by Shang Jin's words.

After seeing Shang Jin nodding her head, Lin Ling panicked: "So fast?"

You just fell asleep last night, and today you are talking about meeting your parents?

Seeing that Lin Ling was nervous, Shang Jin said, "Don't be nervous, my parents have met you before and know our relationship."

Lin Ling suddenly opened her eyes wide: "What?"

Lin Ling swallowed, and lowered her voice: "Did you come out with your family?"

Shang Jin nodded: "After we got together, I told my family."

Lin Ling continued to swallow: "What did your parents say?"

Shang Jinmo|touched Linling's head: "I didn't say anything, just let me take you back when I have time so they can take a closer look."

Lin Ling couldn't believe it: "It's that simple?"

No beating or scolding, just let me take it back to have a look?This plot is wrong.

Or is it that the male god's parents are not willing to beat the male god and are going to let the male god take him back to beat him up?

Lin Shen's heart was rarely darkened.

Seeing Lin Ling's expression, Shang Jin laughed: "It's that simple, otherwise what do you think?"

Lin Ling: "Give me 500 million and let me leave your plot?"

Shang Jin: "..."

Shang Jin had no choice but to say, "I will tell you to read less of those unnutritious books."

Lin Ling was serious: "I saw this sentence in TV dramas."

Shang Jin: "I also watch less of these TV series."

Lin Ling nodded obediently: "Okay."

The two looked at each other in silence for a while, and finally Lin Ling couldn't help but ask Shang Jin:

"If my parents disagree and give you 500 million to let you leave me, what will you do?"

Shang Jin kissed Lin Ling lightly on the forehead: "The sun is priceless."

The distance was too close, Lin Ling only saw Shang Jin's mouth move a few times, but he didn't see clearly what he was saying:

"What did you just say? I didn't see it."

Shang Jin looked into Lin Ling's eyes and said word by word:

"I love you."

'boom--'

For a moment, Lin Ling seemed to see fireworks exploding in front of his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

Lin Ling stared blankly at Shang Jin:

"Men, male god, what did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."

Shang Jin smiled, raised his hand and touched | his ears: "I'll tell you when your ears recover."

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