Reborn Model Worker and Movie King

"You are so unwilled."

He shook his head while talking, got off the bed, walked up to Tu Muyuan and stood still.

"I do it for you because you deserve it."

He Jian looked at him very formally and said:

"So, tonight's matter is because of your good character, not how good I am to you."

Tu Muyuan opened his mouth slightly, because of He Jian's approach, his body subconsciously leaned back a little.

"I……"

"Tu Muyuan, you like me, and I accept it. But you know, my previous choice type has always been a girl. It's really difficult for me to switch modes immediately."

He Jian speaks the truth, his tone is serious, and every word and every sentence he speaks is very weighty.

He likes Tu Muyuan, but it's definitely not that kind of liking.

He really wanted to be with Tu Muyuan, but for He Jian, it was actually more comfortable for him to maintain the relationship between the two of them as roommates and friends.

However, if it would make Tu Muyuan feel painful to be friends all the time, then He Jian could also slowly integrate himself into the pattern he wanted for him.

He just needs a little time.

He Jianjian looked at Tu Muyuan seriously, hoping that he could understand what he meant.

Tu Muyuan listened to He Jian's words, he pursed his lips and smiled, feeling a little helpless.

"It's okay, I never thought of asking you to do anything for me."

"But I want to bend myself and be with you. I don't want to miss someone as good as you again."

After He Jian said his last thoughts and poured out all those thoughts, he was actually relieved.

Tu Muyuan was silent for a few seconds, then shook his head.

"One, since I like you, I know that you and I are not the same kind of people. I don't force you to change for me. You really don't need to go to this level. This kind of thing will happen, from the very beginning It's all about me."

He Jian ignored what he said, and stretched out his hand to hook his neck, pushing him to the edge of the table.

"Tu Muyuan, the distance between us is only a little bit short, do you know what that little bit is?"

Tu Muyuan was fascinated by He Jian, and he refused to break the eye contact with He Jian, not even blinking.

As if his forehead was fixed by a spell, he shook his head in a difficult and dull way.

"what?"

When Tu Muyuan said this, his voice was very soft, and his tone was a bit floating, like a balloon floating in the air, not knowing what his final fate would be after landing.

He Jianzhang hugged the back of Tu Muyuan's neck and shoulders tightly, and pressed them to kiss the corner of his mouth.

This kiss was actually crooked... He originally planned to kiss him on the mouth.

He Jian kissed the corner of his mouth a little annoyed, and then put the kiss on his lips again.

Tu Muyuan's mouth was really soft, and the breath he exhaled was also pleasant. There was a faint smell of mint toothpaste in his mouth.

He Jian felt relieved, and the initial psychological bewilderment was finally slowly thrown into the broom bumps.

The dormitory was very quiet, summer insects were chirping outside the balcony, and the night breeze was blowing in through the open French windows, but He Yi could only feel Tu Muyuan.

This kiss was very successful, He Jian perfectly used the kissing skills he had accumulated in his previous life, and forced a provocative wet kiss that lasted for 4 minutes.

It wasn't until he saw Tu Muyuan, who had blushing ears and infatuated and confused eyes, that He Jian realized how much a hooligan he had played to the simple old Tu.

But since it has already started, there is no need to stop halfway.

He Jian was always rushing to break himself off, and even if he didn't say something from the bottom of his heart, he still had to say a word.

Early bending and early reincarnation!

"Honey, I've actually wanted to say it a long time ago." He Jianjian turned his face and kissed Tu Muyuan's earlobe, resisting the urge to beat himself up, and curled up in his ear like a bastard.

"You smell really good on your body."

What the hell is this... Damn it, it's really too embarrassing to face people.

Immediately after He Jian finished speaking, he felt the urge to cry, feeling ashamed of his earthy love talk.

He felt incapable of accepting it, but he didn't know that for those who really put him on the top of their hearts, this was simply a sweet torture.

It seemed that Tu Muyuan had been holding his breath for a long time without taking a breath. It wasn't until He Jian's breath left his ears that he took a quick breath.

At this time, He Jian was trying his best to put on a face of bullshit. He was obviously so awkward that he was about to disappear from the world, but he still insisted on maintaining the disobedient posture of "please call me He Yiliu".He took a deep breath, bowed his head for a while, and then said seriously:

"Tu Muyuan, you already like me enough, so now I just need to take the initiative, just stand still and wait for me to come over."

After finishing speaking, He Jian was like a buddy——seriously reached out and patted Tu Muyuan's shoulder.

Omg... finally!

He endured all night with just this bad move.

How to help a roommate who confessed to a straight man to smooth his hair, this profound question finally fell on him, the straight man who was confessed by his roommate.

It's exciting to be human, and for goodness sake it's so fucking fun.

After what happened last night, Tu Muyuan was probably a little embarrassed, and abnormally didn't wake He Jian up on time.

He Jianjian was woken up by the sunlight in the morning. He rubbed his eyes and heard the sound of Tu Muyuan packing his things.

He rubbed his belly, lay in a daze on the bed, and raised his hand to touch the phone, but his elbow swept a large circle on the bed, but there was no trace of the phone.

Driven by the laziness accumulated in his previous life, He Jianjian considered between getting up to look for his mobile phone and staring at the ceiling in a daze, and found that he didn't want to move, so he chose the latter unwillingly.

Ever since he became popular and made a fortune in his previous life, He Jian has used money to corrupt his ability to take care of himself.

When no one is watching, he can let his hair be disheveled and his clothes disheveled, and he can compete with beggars in slovenliness.

But once a person who doesn't know his true face appears, He Jian's hands-on ability can immediately surpass the senior stylist of a fashion magazine, and he is guaranteed to restore his hard-photo appearance level after lighting and retouching in a second--

He is a typical example of gold and jade in the outside world.

But at that time, he had plenty of money, and the housekeeping and cleaning maids provided one-stop services, and He Jian was relatively generous, and there were people everywhere rushing to serve him, so he lived a very particular life.

It's just that there was no money after rebirth, and He Jian was naturally beaten back to his original shape.

In fact, he himself doesn't care about the quality of life, as long as he lives comfortably anyway.

But Tu Muyuan always cared for him.

Tu Muyuan's life is extremely self-disciplined. He has a delicacy and tenderness that most men don't have. It may not be right to use these two words to describe Tu Muyuan, because Tu Muyuan is really a real man. He is both independent and responsible. The person who carries the beam.

But He Jianjian really can't think of other words. Tu Muyuan doesn't dislike things like doing housework and tidying up the room at all, and he has a very good temper. Say mom.

He Jianjian turned his head to stare at his movements, and watched Tu Muyuan remove all the sheets, quilt covers and pillowcases, stuffing them into a bucket half full of water to soak.

The bucket smelled of his usual herbal fragrance laundry detergent.

"Old Tu." With a long drag, He Jian struggled and turned over on the bed, stretching his hands forward as hard as possible to relieve the soreness in his waist that had been immobile for a long time.

"Ok?"

When Tu Muyuan heard He Jianjia call him, he turned his head and glanced at him. After finishing his work, he came and squatted beside his bed.

"I can't find my phone."

He Yijian turned over again and lay flat on the bed again. He picked up the quilt, crumpled it into a ball and hugged it in his arms. The whole bed was immediately visible.

Tu Muyuan got up and looked around on his bed, raised his feet to have a look, then grabbed him and turned over, finally found the phone under his pillow.

"it's here."

He gave He Jian the phone, then picked up the two pairs of socks under his bed, and picked up his dusty shoes.

"The sun is very good today, do you want to dry the quilt?"

He Jianjian unfolded the quilt to cover his body, only his head was exposed, "No, Lao Tu, it's hot, turn on the air conditioner for me."

Hearing this, Tu Muyuan turned around, picked up the remote control on the table, turned it on to 26 degrees, then walked to the sink with his shoes and socks, and closed the balcony glass door smoothly.

He Jianjian played mobile games under the quilt for a while, and suddenly became sleepy again, and fell asleep holding the phone.

He fell back into the cage for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, he was awakened by the smell of food coming from the room.

He Jian rolled a few times on the bed, sat up and woke up, then stepped on his slippers, walked to the bathroom, and came out again with a toothbrush in his mouth.

Tu Muyuan was washing the dishes at the moment, He Jian hugged Tu Muyuan's waist with one hand, and put his head on his shoulder.

"Honey, what are you eating in the cafeteria today?"

The word "wife" is a nonsense that He Jian said every day when he was in college. As a model of a flirtatious boy, he has always believed that if boys are flirtatious, there is nothing wrong with girls.

Of course, since a straight man can easily call out the word "wife" to other boys, it means that he is actually the one who doesn't take these two words seriously, and he is just joking.

When Tu Muyuan was a snail girl for He Jian a long time ago, he was already used to what He Jian called him, but at that time he hadn't confessed to He Jian, so the sadness in his heart occupied most of his feelings. .

However, even though he had already spoken the truth yesterday, He Jian still called him like this as usual, and Tu Muyuan's face turned red all of a sudden.