Resentment group [entertainment circle]

"Guests who need to take a bath can come to our side to get hot water." The staff said.

It is said to take a bath, but in fact it means to wipe it with hot water.

Chang Zhu asked for half a bucket of hot water and returned to the tent.

There is no other reason.

Everything you hear is a lie.

It's all fake.

For the staff of permanent storage, they refused very simply, on the grounds that "we have all the hot water prepared, so why go back?".

Chang Zhu took off his shirt and tossed his hair.

Before he could make the next move, he heard someone calling him.

That voice was extremely cold.

I shrank a bit from the cold.

He unzipped the tent and leaned out half of his body, "What are you doing?"

The height of the tent would obviously make all those who opened the chain door appear in a kneeling posture. Now Chang Zhu is kneeling on his stomach with one hand propped on the ground, and then looks up at Hang Yin who is standing in front.

The neck stretched out beautiful lines, and under the dim light, there was a sense of fragmented beauty.

Hang Yin looked straight at him, always harboring an inexplicable guilt of doing something wrong.

Immediately, Hang Yin's gaze moved down, landing on Changzhu's collarbone and shoulders, and further down, the delicate and beautiful abdominal muscles.

As for the waist, it is still so thin; the skin is still dazzlingly white.

Because of the constant awareness of not being covered, Hang Yin patrolled a few times without hindrance.

"Do you know what it looks like from the outside with the lights on in the tent?" Hang Yin said.

Chang Chu still didn't respond.

It's not because Hang Yin's words are difficult to understand, but because Hang Yin's sight just now burned his body like fire, and his brain stopped working.

I didn't even think of retreating into the tent at all.

"Turn off the light before washing." Hang Yin's low and cold voice was a little bit forceful, quite commanding.

Feeling the "command", often reflexively upset, and the words were simply out of his head, "You don't care."

The temperature between Hang Yin's words seems to be lower: "If you say you have no brains, you really have to show it vividly."

Yu Shu's temper is relatively soft. Seeing that Hang Yin hasn't finished talking for a long time, he has to come over to see if he can help, "What's the matter, what can I..."

But before he could reach the tent, Chang Zhu was pushed in by Hang Yin.

Hang Yin blocked the half-drawn door of the tent and said to Yu Shu, "No."

After all, Yu Shu couldn't see Chang Zhu, because Hang Yin turned around after speaking and pressed Chang Zhu, who was about to come out again, into the tent again, leaving him with a cold back.

And the next second the lights went out for the tent.

Yu Shu felt that he had discovered some secret.

Hang Yin blocked the regular storage too tightly, his movements were too crisp and neat, and his expression was too cold, it was hard not to think about it.

This posture is not like protecting teammates, but possessive of lovers.

Yu Shu tactfully slipped away.

In the dark tent.

The distance between the two was very close, and Hang Yin's palm fell on Chang Chu's ear, and he wrapped Chang Chu in his arms.

For the first time in his life, Chang Chu felt what it was like not to dare to move.

They are closer now than they were when they were doing push-ups, when they barely touched each other, but now their noses are touching and their breaths are intertwined.

Xia Ri's clothes are already thin, not to mention he took off one just now.

Now there is only a layer of fabric between the two of them. Is this a layer of fabric or a fabric in the dark? Not only does it not function as a barrier, but it also makes the information received by the senses ambiguous.

……

Hang Yin turned his side slightly, and said in Chang Zhu's ear, "Who are you talking about?"

! ! ! ! !

Chang Zhu woke up with a start, and he let out a "fuck" before he realized how hoarse his voice was.

He has no memory of when he fell asleep, and he can't even tell where reality is and where it started as a dream.

In this regard, he came to a conclusion.

As a human being, you really can't say that a man can't do it.

Even if it's just in secret.

Look at him.

He was punished.

Chang Zhu rubbed his sore temples, and went outside the tent to ask the staff for water.

"Is it better?" asked the staff who poured him water.

Changshou: "?"

"Hang Yin said last night that you were not feeling well and went to bed first, and Yu Shu slept with us in order not to disturb you." The staff said.

"...much better." Chang Chu said.

Staff member: "Hey, sure enough, it's not easy for you idols. You were sick twice a day yesterday. You don't need to shoot today. You should rest well."

Constant savings who are forced to get sick twice a day: ...

Seeing that he didn't speak, the staff thought he hadn't slowed down, so they comforted him: "Persist, we'll go back to the hotel later."

On the way back, Chang Chu still didn't get in the same car as Hang Yin.

After arriving at the hotel, they quickly exchanged the room cards and went back to their own rooms.

After taking a shower, I usually lie on the bed.

Pick up the phone from the table, enter the password skillfully, and then see the familiar page.

After playing the game for a while, I received a message from the manager.

He opened it without thinking, replied, and continued to play the game.

It wasn't until Qi Ziji called that he realized the problem when he saw that the note on it was "broker".

He and Hang Yin did not exchange the mobile phone back.

And the reason why this phone is so familiar is because it is the one he threw to Hang Yin before.

Why does Dogecoin hangin use his mobile phone?Cause him to return the wrong message.

Chang Zhu cut off the phone.

Check out his reply to Miracle just now.

【Qi Zi Mi】: Are you in love?

[Me]: Are you okay?Something to go to the hospital for a physical examination!If the money is not enough, I will reimburse you!

... Fuck.

It's no wonder that Qi Ziji didn't reply to the message and called directly.

This fucking is obviously not Hang Yin's tone.

Qi Ziji was still on the phone persistently.

If you don't answer Changzhu's doubts, miracles will come to you.

So he stepped on the hotel's disposable slippers to find Hang Yin.

Hang Yin, who came to open the door for him, was also dressed like him, bathrobe + disposable slippers.

He turned sideways to let him in.

"I replied the wrong message, you can figure it out." Chang Zhu said, throwing the phone to Hang Yin.

Qi Ziji hung up, the phone was still on the page just now, and Hang Yin saw the conversation between the two at a glance.

He dialed Miracle back.

Qi Ziji made the first move, and his voice was angry and anxious, "You, you, you! You won't really fall in love with that ancestor, right? He was the one who replied to the news just now?!"

Hang Yin took the phone a little farther away, "...No."

Qi Ziji obviously didn't believe it, he said: "You wait for me, I'll go there now!"

Then he hung up the phone neatly.

"You go back first." Hang Yin returned Chang Chu's mobile phone to Chang Chu.

Chang Zhu felt a little guilty for causing such a situation, but he also knew that staying would only lead to more misunderstandings, so he said, "Okay, then I'll go back first."

He opened the door and looked at the oncoming miracle.

Qi Ziji pointed to Chang Zu's bathrobe with a wide open neckline, his fingers trembled slightly, and there was a red spot near the collarbone... He yelled at Hang Yin heartbreakingly: "You even slept my ancestor Say no love!"