Everyone says we're tying up the hype

If it wasn't for the wrong timing, Wen Liang would have wanted to praise Lin Jingzhuo's fast thinking speed.

But seeing the child's subtle face and uplifting tone, Mr. Wen, who understands very well, naturally wouldn't be so bad.

"We have a little connection with him, but that's not important." Wen Liang smiled, raising his eyes and looking affectionately at Lin Jingzhuo.

Lin Jingzhuo, who was sitting straddling his lap, almost drowned in those pair of water-cut autumn eyes, when he opened his mouth, his voice was dry: "It's not important, so what's important."

"You. You are the most important."

When he was kissed by Wen Liang just after opening his mouth, the only thought that flashed in Lin Jingzhuo's mind was whether Wen Liang was so familiar with coaxing everyone.

It was a single shot, every word and every look hit his heart.

How can it be so good.

Holding his warm face, he bit his lips.

How can such a good person really belong to me? It's like a dream.

Lin Jingzhuo, as a high school student who has just passed the college entrance examination, is of course not entitled to the right to have sex with his partner.

After his teacher Wen kissed him very restrainedly, he dragged the box to the cabinet by the door.

"I'll borrow the kitchen to get you something to eat, please wait for me obediently."

Lin Jingzhuo nodded obediently, but the moment Wen Liang stepped out of the room, he collapsed from the bed, grabbed Wen Liang's huge suitcase, and carried it into his closet.

After slamming the closet door shut, Lin Jingzhuo licked his lips.

Bring something and want to run?You have to ask your ancestors first whether they agree or not.

After hiding the box, Lin Jingzhuo walked to the bed, calmly tidied up the messy bed with red ears and a wooden face, and picked up the "Shards" on the ground by the way.

Brushing off a little dust on it with his sleeve, Lin Jingzhuo put a bookmark inside and put it in the middle of the table next to him.

"Reading?" When Wen Liang came back with a bowl of noodles, Lin Jingzhuo was sitting by the window, holding a book in his hand.

Wen Liang subconsciously thought that he was studying the fragmented script, and interrupted him with some disapproval: "Come over and have something to eat first."

"Ah good."

After Lin Jingzhuo closed the book, Wen Liang realized that it was a collection of wrong questions.

"Let me see?" He pointed to the book and glanced at his little boyfriend inquiringly.

Lin Jingzhuo was taking a serious picture of a bowl of egg and ham noodles with his mobile phone, swallowing silently while carefully choosing the angle to take the picture.Wen Liang looked at him with a broken smile, shook her head and smiled and opened the notebook in her hand.

It seems difficult for others to define how serious Lin Jingzhuo is about things.

He seems to be sloppy about everything, but he can produce good results while being sloppy.

A very charming little genius.

The collection of wrong questions was done very casually. The previous page was full of ancient poems with many rare words, and the next page was a big math problem with analytic geometry and sequence of numbers ticked off.

Wen Liang felt that he was really 800 years away from the college entrance examination. When he looked at his children in their daily life, he felt that everything he saw was amazing.

If he didn't enter the entertainment industry, Lin Jingzhuo would probably be a financial executive or a lawyer translator or something.

It's quite touching to think about it.

Wen Liang raised her eyebrows and licked her lips.

"I saw you later, it was during your live broadcast." Wen Liang closed the notebook in his hand, and slowly twirled his fingers at the word "Lin Jingzhuo" on the cover, "I'm still thinking, which anchor is so powerful."

"Sexy anchor, writing test papers online. Not too good." Lin Jingzhuo had already finished filming, found nine pictures and was ready to post on Weibo. He was sucking noodles from the bowl with his chopsticks.

Wen Liang rested her chin on one hand, and lamented that young people eat deliciously: "It's amazing. Why don't you give me a solo live broadcast tonight?"

Lin Jingzhuo raised his head from the sea bowl: "It costs 4000 yuan to add a wechat anchor now. I'm a second-tier male star after all. Are you going to send me away like this?"

"Then what should I do, I don't have much money." Wen Liang spread out his hands, the regretful expression on his face seemed genuine.

"Let me audition, otherwise there is no discussion."

Wen Liang was somewhat curious: "Why didn't you just ask me for a role?"

Your man invested money, your man hooked up your man to cast a role, and he groaned for so long that he just asked for an audition.

And with his own strength, the casting director wouldn't be able to catch him at all.

This person is still thinking about the sentence he said before.

Wen Liang has no doubt that if he persists, Lin Jingzhuo will really give up this opportunity.

Hey... After all, he is a cute and painful child.

What is also said on the Internet that the world's most A brother.

Really.

Lin Jingzhuo supported the bowl with one hand, staring at Wen Liang nervously.

If Wen Liang still said no with such sad eyes, then I... just let it go.

After all, Wen Liang is still sick, nothing is as important as his comfort, there will always be roles and so on.

Seeing Wen Liang's serious expression on the opposite side, Lin Jingzhuo didn't even chew the noodles in his mouth, and stopped in place and looked at him with his eyes open.

He still thinks that Wen Liang and Lin Tang are somewhat similar in some respects, otherwise he wouldn't be so afraid of Wen Liang.Seeing Wen Liang looking at him like this now, Lin Jingzhuo always felt a little guilty for no reason.

Wen Liang stood up.

Oh my god, Wen Liang stood up.

What is he going to do.

Although he didn't know why, Lin Jingzhuo subconsciously tightened his waist and abdomen muscles, ready to run at any time.

Lin Jingzhuo stopped eating the noodles and looked at the person walking towards him pitifully.

When Wen Liang walked in front of him, Lin Jingzhuo's eyes were tightly closed.

Wen Liang smiled and hugged the little friend from behind, crossed his shoulders with his hands, took a spoon, scooped up the soup and fed it to his mouth: "Little fool, open your mouth."

Lin Jingzhuo tentatively opened one eye, opened his mouth and bit the spoon.

"I'll take you to the audition myself when you're finished here."

Lin Jingzhuo let out a silent wow.

"What?" Wen Liang simply took over the task of feeding, and fed Lin Jingzhuo little by little.

"I feel like I have found a shortcut in life." Lin Jingzhuo was no longer shrewd in his heart, and said it openly, "It feels so good to be a sugar daddy."

"Then you have to broadcast live online for me."

"Play, I will broadcast it to you now."

With that said, Lin Jingzhuo actually picked up the phone.

Wei Jing was working downstairs, and received a text message saying "Sister Wei, I have over [-] million fans, I want to broadcast live." Before she could question her, another message came over there, "I want to broadcast now."

It can be regarded as a greeting, Lin Jingzhuo recalled the operation steps of his assistant Xiaoliu last time, and directly started the live broadcast in front of Wen Liang.

"Is there a sound?" After eating the noodles, he didn't give up the few pieces of egg shreds left in the bowl. While waiting for his own face to be caught in the live broadcast, he seized all the time to drink the soup.

Wen Liang was sitting on the sofa in the corner, with "Shards" put aside by Lin Jingzhuo on his lap, and he was looking at him with a doting smile on his cheek.

The fans who were innocently involved in this dog abuse drama didn't know it at all. In the sound of "Your little baby Lin Jingzhuo posted on Weibo" all over the country, everyone rushed to tell each other with joy: "Our husband is here again!" Live! ! ! ! !

Wen Liang sat behind the phone, looking at his little boyfriend seriously.

Lin Jingzhuo didn't take any revenge in front of the camera, he should eat and be indifferent, and in the end when he was still drinking the soup reluctantly, Wen Liang really didn't want to watch it anymore, and took out a piece of paper from the side and handed it to him.

At that time, when the number of people in the live broadcast room exploded, Lin Jingzhuo couldn't read any of the words on it clearly. Looking at it, he felt that his eyes were going to be blind. Just as he turned his head, he saw Wen Liang handing it over to him. A piece of paper, and pointed to his own lips.

Lin Jingzhuo subconsciously licked it, and touched his lips on the mobile phone behind the tissue: "Sorry... I was eating just now."

"Yes, 1000 million benefits." Lin Jingzhuo opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Eating and broadcasting? You can't broadcast after eating."

With the warmth and coolness, the little boy in Lin Jingzhuo's heart began to have a fit of anxiety like never before, and he even talked a lot more.

"Just had dinner. Delicious, of course."

After finishing speaking, he secretly glanced at Wen Liang.

Wen Liang had already put down his book, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, crossing his legs and resting his cheek on one hand, with two slender fingers just across his lips, he was looking at him seriously at the moment.

The non-smiling Wen Liang reminded Lin Jingzhuo of the lipstick commercials he had seen on TV, the midnight gentleman in a suit, leather shoes and gold-rimmed glasses.

Lin Jingzhuo swallowed unconsciously.

"Today... Continue to write papers today. The exam is coming soon, it's time to review."

As he said that, he took a deep breath, and randomly pulled a set of papers from the side, without looking at any subjects, he picked it up and was about to tear it.

After tearing it off, he realized that it was a mock English set.

He looked down at the tadpole full of paper in his hand, and thought hard about whether his current IQ was not enough to switch the system language.

Pulling off the cap of the pen and lowering his head, Lin Jingzhuo took off his eyes on purpose, just to avoid Wen Liang's scorching gaze.

But it didn't work.

While writing and reading vaguely, Lin Jingzhuo looked up and only saw a sentence on the screen.

????My younger brother is especially popular today hehehe? Is it my illusion? He's so cute with his head down and red ears

With a bang, Lin Jingzhuo felt that his heart was on fire.

Especially Wen Liang in the corner smiled at him with the corners of his lips curled up.

This act of stealing love in front of tens of thousands of people made Lin Jingzhuo feel a little bit flustered.

The author has something to say:

In a rage, I called Jinjiang customer service. There were a lot of questions, and the customer service would only reply. This may be a cache thing...

sigh

I still typed my brother’s name and dashes today, please let me know if you see garbled characters!I want to try it out...otherwise how can I fix the garbled characters with the protagonist's name on the screen....