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The three of them turned out from the backyard, and happened to see those young masters with drooping faces, handcuffed into a bunch and stuffed into the police car.

Xia Jun and Xing Likun were not in the shadow of jumping out of the window to escape at all, they were in high spirits, thinking about finding another place to have a drink.

Xia Qing limped along and followed without making a sound, like Xia Jun's extravagant shadow.

At the entrance of the bar, Xia Jun finally got angry, and turned to ask him, "Are you finished? Don't your feet hurt? Get out of school."

"I'll take you home first."

The street lights were warm and yellow, Xia Qing looked at people with black eyebrows and handsome eyes, Xia Jun's heart softened because of the sudden coldness.

Feelings are never fair, whoever loves first hurts first, whoever loves deeply is an idiot, Xia Jun is so troublesome, he just wants to numb himself with another kind of pain, but Xia Qing is too young to understand .

Xia Jun wrapped himself up like a hedgehog... Xia Qing hurts, he hurts more than Xia Qing.

The music in the bar was loud and smoky. Xia Qing didn't like it and was stubborn, "Xia Jun, I'll take you back...it's not good here."

Xia Junte wanted to laugh, you fucking know it's okay?Haven't all the eyes of the donkey been eaten by the donkey?

You can tell the difference between drinking and gambling, but you can't tell whether the little duck who depends on you is good or not?

Xia Jun held back his grievances and anger all night and opened the gate to release the flood. He came with overwhelming momentum, wishing he could drown himself, and also drown the dazed little boy in front of him!

He took out a card and slammed it on Xia Qing's face, "You want to take money from me after nagging for a long time, right? Fifty thousand, you know the password."

Xia Qing was dumbfounded, "I, I..."

"Too little? Here you are! I'll give you everything!" Xia Jun's eyes turned red, and he frantically rummaged through his pockets, smashed his wallet and mobile phone, and went to search for Xing Likun, taking out the pockets of his trousers.

Xing Likun became anxious, "Hey ancestor! Isn't that—"

Song Jin's dirty pair of underpants were thrown out, Xing Likun scooped them up shyly, and stuffed them back.

"...What the hell?" Xia Jun didn't react.

"It's almost done, let's go." Xing Likun hooked Xia Jun's neck, stopped a taxi to let him in, slammed the door, and reported the address of Xia Jun's villa to the driver.

Xia Jun poked the second kid through the glass, "I gave him all the dozen or so cards in my wallet...for two or three months."

"Isn't that just right, out of sight, out of mind, it stopped for a while." Xing Likun ran on him.

Xia Jun poked his waist with his fist and eyes, "You say you, what did you call him to come to Hongfeng? He just caused trouble."

Xing Likun snorted, "You call me, don't you just want me to call him?"

Xia Jun was speechless, and slowly closed his eyes, his eyelashes were wet, "Kun'er, I feel uncomfortable... If we got back together, how easy would it be?"

"Touching you is like touching the big hoof of wine lees. You are too familiar."

"Fuck you." Xia Jun laughed, and put his eyes on Li Kun's trouser pocket, "Is there a new family?"

"No." Xing Likun's sharp-edged face showed rare softness, "It's my treasure, my wife."

Xia Jun grinned to the side with an unbearable expression, his face pressed against the cold glass, "Oh, Xia Qing is an idiot."

Xing Likun frowned, "This matter is difficult, and it may not be okay for both of us to come to the door to apologize."

The crown prince has a small heart and a dark hand, if he wants to find out who is playing tricks on him, he will definitely kill Xia Qing.

"In the past few days, you let Xia Qing hide, and I dragged him away from the bureau, trying to keep him confused."

Xia Jun smiled and said, "No one is topping the tank? Aren't you the chief of the bureau? I heard that the little prince and Tianlin's younger brother are not very happy because of a young model..."

"Damn it, no one has your cunning." Xing Likun laughed, rubbed Xia Jun's head, and put it aside in disgust, what kind of thing is this?

The two of them worked hard for two or three days in order to help Xia Qing deal with this bad matter quietly.

In the next half month, the actors and singers of Tianlin Entertainment broke the door of compensation, and the stock price fell all the way. The unlucky scapegoat was bored in an alley and broke an arm.

As for Xia Jun's wallet phone, his assistant sent it over the next day. There were more than a dozen cards, and one was quite a lot.

Xia Qing just has this ability, it makes you crazy when he looks silly, but at a certain moment, he can make your heart itch with love.

In the past two days, the wind is jittery.

From the trainees to the actresses who have debuted for ten years, six people in a row were exposed for sleeping, and pornographic videos were flying all over the sky, and they couldn't be suppressed. It was obvious that they were beaten.

High-level meetings were held one after another, and it was useless to find a back door. The prince of Hongfeng refused to stick to it, it was purely to vent his anger.

Tianlin suffered from being dumb. The chairman also broke his younger brother's other arm. The second generation ancestor was crying in the ward. It was rare for him to sleep soundly at home that night. What about the black pot?

TD's new album was recorded and stored at the end of last month. I was waiting for Xiaonian to release it to hit the jackpot. Now, in order to protect this most profitable weakness, the company has to delay the album and send people to Australia to completely avoid the prince. Grandpa's muzzle.

The ten-day itinerary, although there is the task of shooting a special promotional video, is actually equivalent to a small vacation.

Ren Ninglin slipped away as soon as he got off the plane, dressed up in a big straw hat and flowery pants, squatted on the beach to watch others fish for seafood, ate the freshest raw cuts, and returned to the hotel at night with a bald tan on the back of his neck.

Zhuo Qi applied the repair cream on him, and had to cooperate with his gnawing crab movements, "Can you stop being so stubborn? It's all covered in the face!"

Zheng Yao was sitting on the balcony blowing the wind, looking for inspiration with his guitar in his arms. His album must have an eye-catching self-composed song to support the stage, but he wrote several main melodies and was rejected.

In addition to basic skills, composing must also have a strong and keen musical orientation. Those senior arrangers Kuazhuoqi are good at bringing forth new ideas, but he still can't get out of TD's inherent style.

Zheng Yao looked at the two noisy people in the room, and finally fixed his eyes on Zhuo Qi, feeling faint chills... He knew that Zhuo Qi had a mobile hard drive that he carried with him, and it was filled with unpublished samples.

Han Sheng accompanied Liao Yayan to swim in the hotel pool and called him, "Yayan, it's getting late, let's go up."

Liao Yayan turned a deaf ear to him, the hotel lights illuminated his skin so white that it seemed as if he was about to melt into a pool of water.

Since falling asleep, Liao Yayan has had nightmares again and again, waking up in the middle of the night and calling Han Sheng to confirm that he is 'clean' over and over again...but he is indeed not clean.

Liao Yayan plunged into the deep water in a fit of anger, feeling suffocated one after another, no matter how much Han Sheng shouted, he just wouldn't float up.

Han Sheng jumped in to catch people, but Liao Yayan hugged his waist in the water and pulled off his swimming trunks.

Han Sheng grabbed Liao Yayan's shoulder and said displeasedly, "There is someone here!"

Liao Yayan finally couldn't hold back anymore and floated up to take a breath, his eyes were red, "Brother Cheng."

Han Sheng didn't harden at all, pushed Liao Yayan away, put on his swimming trunks and turned to go ashore.

He is impatient to use the same words to comfort people every day. If Liao Yayan was lively and hot at the beginning, like a glass of rich margarita, then he is now a stinky wine lees, too irritating.

Liao Yayan chased after her, "You bother me, don't you? Because I and others—"

"I said I don't care!" Han Sheng said angrily, "What are you talking about all day? Regret it? Blame me?!"

"I didn't!" Liao Yayan's temper also came up, "I'm fine, I'm fine, I've told you for a week! Why don't you want to sleep with me? If I had known earlier, I wouldn't be punished. Zheng Yao just left, Guan I'm a shit! Who the fuck is he looking for? Han Sheng, let me tell you, if you dare to have any ideas, I will drag you to hell with TD!"

Liao Yayan spoke excitedly, and someone nearby had already noticed them and seemed to recognize TD. Han Sheng quickly wrapped him in a towel, and he scratched his arm as he struggled.

"Stop making trouble!" Han Sheng growled, "I don't hate you! I hate myself, I'm so useless! Let the person I like accompany others, what kind of man am I?... Every time I think of you The injury is uncomfortable, what do you want me to do?!"

Liao Yayan stared at him blankly, as if he finally woke up from his stupor, "Really? You don't dislike me?"

"Of course it's true." Han Sheng said softly, and helped Liao Yayan wipe his hair with a bath towel, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Liao Yayan sat next to him contentedly, and whispered, "Brother Cheng...the pain doesn't hurt anymore."

"Well, I'll wait for you tonight and don't lock the door." Han Sheng took off the towel, his eyes filled with doting and affection, "Yayan, I miss you very much."

Liao Yayan's depression these days dissipated in an instant, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He also missed Han Sheng very much, and wanted to be filled by the person he liked bit by bit, until those dirty traces were completely covered.