After breaking up, he panicked

Seeing Zhang Shuyi's peaceful appearance, Deng Man hesitated for a while, and then asked, "Shuyi, have you called home recently?"

Zhang Shuyi held the notebook in his hand, with a blank expression on his face: "Fight, I contacted the old man yesterday."

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered something, and said with a bit of doubt in his tone: "Speaking of which, my mother is actually on vacation at this time this year. According to the practice of previous years, she is the most busy at this time."

When Deng Man heard the words, instead of sighing with him, he asked, "Your mother told you that she wants to take a break?"

Zhang Shuyi nodded, but at the moment he was a little confused by the look on her face. He paused in his heart, and then asked, "What's wrong? Could there be any other factors?"

Deng Man shook his head and said instead: "No, it's just that I haven't seen Master for a long time, and I miss her a little bit. She is on vacation again, and I can't bother her."

On the other hand, Xiang Lei looked around silently, seeing nothing unusual around him, and sat beside Zhang Shuyi silently.

Only then did Deng Man notice that there was such a big person sitting beside Zhang Shuyi, and she said in surprise: "I, Cao, I don't even know why you brought such a big person beside you."

Zhang Shuyi glanced sideways at the taciturn assistant beside him, sighed and said, "Don't talk about you, even I often forget such a huge person beside me."

Dunman: "..."

Later, the burning cloud dyed the entire film city, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be burned by fiery red clouds, which looked like burnt black charcoal.

Even the light thin clouds around were slightly yellowed.

The film city, which was originally an old one, now has a bit of an old look, with old movie special effects, and the birds on the electric poles are startled by the loudspeakers and take off.

Because of the afternoon drama, Zhang Shuyi is now wearing corduroy straight-through pants and a plain white silk shirt, and her hair, which is scattered randomly on weekdays, has also been meticulously messed up by hair oil.

The arrogant and confused eyes in the camera, but at the moment there is some light banter.

He casually leaned on the old cement pole with advertisements on it, his body stretched obliquely by the dim sunlight.

It's like an oil painting.

As far as his eyes could see, there was a tall man. Facing the dim sunlight, his white and sharp face was given a soft halo. He was dressed in an extremely cool motorcycle leather jacket with straight cut Old blue jeans.

Handsome mess.

"Come out and wait for me?"

The man's voice is magnetic, and the subwoofer's voice is sexy.

"Yes." Zhang Shuyi always treats those who are close to him with a hint of teasing.

"Mr. Li is here, why don't you come out and greet him?"

Li Jingchi approached, and his big hands gently rubbed his hair that was full of hairspray, and a few strands of hair were scattered between the eyebrows.

"What to do!" Zhang Shuyi waved his hand away, not caring about her messy hair, stood up straight, and walked beside the man.

"Come to fulfill the contract." Li Jingchi took the man's hand and said helplessly, "You took advantage of me and forgot the contract you wanted to fulfill?"

But Zhang Shuyi forgot to reply, his fingers were forcefully passed through by a pair of big hands, the fingers of the two interlocked, it was actually a ten-finger grip.

Such a handsome and cool guy, forcibly pretending to be innocent, is surprisingly heart-warming.

Zhang Shuyi's ears were reddish, and he looked at the Huoshaoyun in the sky.

The two walked extremely slowly, but they both had long legs. After ten minutes, they walked to the hotel entrance.

I saw Deng Man, who was wearing a casual cheongsam and flip-flops, walking towards the hotel with a box of fruit.

Deng Man glanced at Li Jingchi, raised a delicate eyebrow slightly at Zhang Shuyi, and said, "Yo, Shuyi, you have a good eye."

Since Zhang Shuyi saw Deng Man just now, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but was held tightly by the man.

At this moment, his fingers are already a little numb, and his heart is also numb.

"It's average." Zhang Shuyi said helplessly.

Anyway, the agreement also said that if Zhang Shuyi is unwilling, no news about their close relationship should be released in any public places or on the Internet.

Li Jingchi looked at the woman who was speaking indifferently, but he took the initiative to say, "Hello, Li Jingchi."

It's just that the voice and attitude of greeting are extremely arrogant and alienated.

Zhang Shuyi: "..."

Dunman: "..."

The famous Mr. Li really didn't live up to his reputation.

Deng Man and Zhang Shuyi got on the elevator together and pressed the same floor.

"..."

In the suffocating silence, Zhang Shuyi and Deng Man looked at each other through the reflective elevator doors.

As if competing, Deng Man's round eyes remained motionless, staring at him firmly, Zhang Shuyi had no choice but to look away.

But suddenly bumped into another pair of dark and introverted eyes.

Zhang Shuyi: "..."

"?"

Elevator "Ding!"

No matter what the other two people thought, Zhang Shuyi seemed to be reborn. He stepped out of the elevator first, then said to Deng Man that I would see you tomorrow, and then dragged Li Jingchi into his room.

Li Huan had already returned to his room when he received the news that Li Jingchi was coming, but Xiang Lei followed him not too far away, until Zhang Shuyi received Li Jingchi, then turned around silently and went back to the hotel first.

"The conditions are average." Li Jingchi looked around the hotel, looking a little narrow in front of him.

Zhang Shuyi sat on a chair at the side, casually poured a cup of tea, handed it to Li Jingchi who came over, and said, "If there is any presidential suite in the movie city, just feel wronged."

The man remained silent, as if he didn't hear the banter in Zhang Shuyi's tone. He took the tea and put it aside, then put his arms on both sides of Zhang Shuyi's single sofa, leaned his upper body slightly forward, and wrapped Zhang Shuyi's whole body in his within the sphere of influence.

Zhang Shuyi was a little flustered for a moment when his already handsome face was staring at him with introverted and almost gentle eyes.

"Do, what to do?!" Zhang Shuyi asked.

"What do you think I'm going to do?" Li Jingchi's voice was low, like a poisonous temptation.

Before Zhang Shuyi could speak, he was kissed by Li Jingchi's slightly dry lips.

But it was only when the two lips touched, Zhang Shuyi could even smell the faint scent of pine on the man's body while breathing.

Unexpectedly sweet, the same taste as a few years ago.

While Zhang Shuyi was in a daze, Li Jingchi got up suddenly, and then according to Zhang Shuyi's original plan, sat on the single sofa on the other side of the coffee table, picked up the tea cup he had just put down, and took a light sip. Some dry lips are extraordinarily rosy at the moment.

"tasty."

Hearing this, Zhang Shuyi picked up the teacup as naturally as possible, took a sip, and said, "It's really good."

The kiss just now seemed to have never happened, except for Zhang Shuyi's red ear tips, telling a pun between the two of them.

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Hey, I also know how to sprinkle sugar, it's so sweet! !