I'm confronting the scum with the tsundere boss

Song Yan squinted his eyes, and his gaze swept over Lin Ci's face. Lin Ci's tone was flat when he spoke, and his face was gentle.

Song Yan's heart seemed to be pinched by someone suddenly, yes, Lin Ci's eyes were bent at most when he smiled, and there was basically no major movement on his face, except for those round deer eyes, which were wet and full of tears. emotion.

Looking at him intently and affectionately.

Song Yan's heart throbbed again, with some dull pain and some soreness. He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say at this time.

He would ask Lin Ci not to speak or laugh fiercely beforehand, but he never thought of depriving Lin Ci of the right to laugh at ordinary times.

After a long silence, Song Yan said slowly, "I have treated you badly. Do you have a driver's license now? Shall I give you a car?"

Lin Ci lowered his eyes and gently refused: "No, I don't drive, and I think I'm not at a loss."

Lin Ci was not being polite, he really felt that he was right. If he was serious, then he felt that Song Yan was in the wrong.

He has studied it, and at most he can only be regarded as Zhou He at certain angles, and he has to trouble Song Yan to find the angle by himself, instead of letting him be like a statue, placed at a certain angle, that would be really tormenting up.

Lin Ci glanced at Song Yan, and Song Yan's facial features were as good as Qin Nuan's, there was no need for him to deliberately look for angles, especially those eyes, which were exactly the same shape.

What he likes most is that those eyes are full of various emotions, and he doesn't have to pay Song Yan a huge fee. With Song Yan's worth, if he really has ideas, 180 million a month may not be enough, even if he asks for 800 million a month. Was beaten to death?

Lin Ci rolled his eyes, and counting in this way, does he count as the "white/whoring party" that netizens said?

"Take you to country A, you have a good time shopping, we will buy, buy, buy along the way," Song Yan thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Or tell me what you want, and I will give it to you."

"What do I want?" Lin Ci looked at Song Yan and whispered, "Are you willing to give it all?"

"Except for me," Song Yan chuckled, "the others are not a big problem."

"The roles you usually play," Lin Ci asked seriously, looking into Song Yan's eyes, "almost all of them have a sharp or decadent feeling. Why don't you have such gentle and jade-like characters?"

"The characters who are as warm as jade are usually the second male." Song Yan really laughed now: "I only play the first male."

"Then can you act as gentle as jade?" Lin Ci pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "I think your acting skills are quite good."

"Huh?" Song Yan raised his eyebrows in confusion: "What do you mean?"

Lin Ci stopped what he was doing, bent down, and rubbed Song Yan's nose with his nose.

The intimacy of this touch is far better than that of a kiss.

Song Yan narrowed his eyes and reached out to pinch Lin Ci's ear.

"I want a photo of you," Lin Ci explained in a low voice, "The kind of photo where the eyes look very gentle."

"Why do you want this?" Song Yan sat up and leaned forward, pinching Lin Ci's chin with sharp eyes.

"Because your eyes are very beautiful." Lin Ci Ren Song Yan's actions, he didn't care, but reached out and touched Song Yan's eyelids, and said in a low voice: "If the eyes are gentle, they must be unique."

"You only want this?" Song Yan's sharp eyes scanned Lin Ci's face, not letting go of every expression on Lin Ci's face.

"Well," Lin Ci raised his head slightly, and looked at Song Yan with longing eyes: "Is it okay?"

Song Yan instinctively wanted to refuse.

do not know why.

But when he looked at Lin Ci's eyes full of longing, he agreed in a strange way.

Lin Ci took out his phone and turned on the camera mode.

Song Yanduan sat up and retracted his own sharpness, it was like a different person, not only the eyes became gentle, but the whole person became gentle.

Gentle and moist as jade, a gentleman is dignified.

Lin Ci was taken aback for a moment, and the hand that took the picture almost trembled.

He tried his best to gather his mind, squeezed the phone with both hands, and took a picture of Song Yan.

"Is the filming finished? How is it?" Song Yan tilted his head, deliberately showing off his acting skills, and asked softly, "Are you still satisfied with what you saw?"

Lin Ci looked at the photos on his phone, and then at Song Yan in front of him.

"Okay...that's it," Lin Ci's face flushed suddenly, and he even choked up a little: "I'm...satisfied...very satisfied."

"You just want this?" Song Yan stretched out his arms to hug Lin Ci, grabbed the phone, looked at the photos carefully, and commented: "The photography skills are good, but it's also because I'm handsome."

Lin Ci closed his eyes, desperately trying to suppress the astringency in his eyes.

"Save it," Song Yan put the phone back into Lin Ci's hand: "I will only take this shot, next time you beg me on your knees, I won't be able to take it again."

"Well," Lin Ci said with a strong nasal voice, "There won't be a next time."

"Love me so much?" Song Yan stared at Lin Ci with both eyes, and raised Lin Ci's chin flirtatiously: "Do you want to be so moved?"

Lin Ci turned his head away, put away the phone carefully, then shyly climbed up to Song Yan's shoulder, and lightly bit the tip of Song Yan's ear.

"You little monster, I see that I won't accept you," Song Yan also turned his head, and deliberately whispered in Lin Ci's ear in a gentle voice: "I wanted to let you go tonight, but it seems that it is impossible. But you hired me."

Lin Ci stared intently at the "gentle version" of Song Yan, feeling numbness rising from his back, and even his scalp was numb.

Lin Ci flew forward, stretched out his hand to hook Song Yan's neck, and kissed him forcefully.

Kissing Song Yan fiercely, randomly, even viciously.

Song Yan was dumbfounded by Lin Ci's sudden enthusiasm.

He was pushed down on the sofa by Lin Ci vigorously. When Lin Ci rode on Song Yan's waist, Song Yan's heart was completely confused.

He had never seen Lin Ci like this before, with hazy eyes, tightly pressed lips, forbearing and blurred face, sweat slid over Lin Ci's delicate collarbone, all the way down, the other's white and thin waist Limbs are so powerful.

Song Yan's heart was pounding, and it was hot.

A strange sense of satisfaction and joy arose in his hot heart, which crushed him instantly.

He could only instinctively grab Lin Ci's waist/limb and press it towards his own body/body.

............

Song Yan felt that he had never been so crazy and happy in his life.

The passion faded away, Lin Ci's whole body was weak, his whole body was limp, and he didn't even want to move his fingers.

For the first time in history, Song Yan hugged Lin and resigned from the bathroom to clean up for him without any thought.

Lin Ci nestled in Song Yan's arms, he tilted his head, looked at Song Yan's clumsy appearance, and bent his lips subconsciously.

Lin Ci originally thought that he would be too excited to fall asleep tonight, but in fact, after Song Yan carried him back to the bed, Lin Ci rolled under the quilt and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Song Yan looked at Lin Ci who was sleeping well, lowered his eyes, thought for a while, finally stretched out his big hand, took Lin Ci into his arms, and closed his eyes with satisfaction after hugging her.

The two figures on the bed cuddled each other and slept soundly.

It's getting dark, the night is getting late, and the sky will eventually light up again.

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La la la, sprinkle flowers~~~It's almost dawn~~~

The last time the lights were turned on~~~Yeah~~Song Zhazha was tricked into taking photos, and even got ridden/ridden, hahahaha~~ This incident is regarded as a mental attack in the back~~ His face with tears ~~ Tsk tsk, it's so refreshing~

I wish you all a happy reading~~

Rolling and jumping to compare my heart~~~