Everyone says we're tying up the hype

Lin Jingzhuo enjoyed working with Wen Liang very much.

The warmth and coolness on the set is completely different from him in other places.Not too gentle, not so cool, Wen Liang seems to have turned over all the edges and corners that had been smoothed here, and the whole person is full of

Concentrated, calm, and cool on the set seems to be authority.When he is guiding the work in a low voice, everyone next to him will consciously lighten his movements.

Sometimes when Wen Liang is there, the huge conference room or lounge can be silent.

Lin Jingzhuo is just an ordinary staff member in the crew, busy with everyone every day.As the main creator, he participated in almost every part of the preliminary preparation, and even made a few models by hand before the scene was built.

Everyone didn't realize his relationship with Wen Liang. The only preferential treatment he received in the film crew was that because of the college entrance examination, his box lunch could have a few more dishes than others.

Sometimes it's nuts, sometimes it's a soup.

Sometimes... it's a small plate of snacks that his partner cooks.

"Why are you in a daze again?" Wen Liang sighed, and waved his hand in front of Lin Jingzhuo.

"Ah, um." Lin Jingzhuo rubbed his eyes to react, and looked down at the outline of comprehensive knowledge points on the table.

He works during the day, and seeing that the college entrance examination is not far away, he can only review the knowledge points in the middle of the night.

Wen Liang sat across from him, watching the soft-looking head pause, and after a minute it turned into a woodpecker.

"Don't sleep here." Wen Liang sighed, got up and turned off the light, closed the booklet on the table, walked to Lin Jingzhuo, half bent down, "Baby, go back to the room when you're tired."

Lin Jingzhuo was in a daze, but felt that there was still something to be done, so he shook his head and said, "It's okay, just take a nap for a while."

The boy's voice was a little soft due to sleepiness, and there was a little coquettish meaning in the ending that he hadn't noticed.

Wen Liang sighed helplessly, and didn't want to discuss it with anyone. She bent down and put one hand through his knees, and directly hugged him horizontally.

Lin Jingzhuo is in the period of being a boy, the muscles under the clothes are thin but resilient, the weight is not light, and the figure is slender and well-proportioned.

It is the body that most arouses people's reverie.

As Wen Liang walked, he remembered his recent dismal work state.

They were recently discussing how to handle several passionate scenes in "Shards".

Wen Liang didn't intend to use this movie to earn box office, and he didn't care if it was released in the mainland, so he didn't intend to cut out these relatively important plots.

When Lin Jingzhuo was auditioning for the play, what he tried was "I" sitting in front of the window looking at the opposite window and dreaming.

Someone recorded the photo at that time, Wen Liang dug it out and replayed it a few times, but every time he couldn't control his instinct.

The work of the last few days has been a public execution for him.

Lin Jingzhuo, who was lying on the table and seriously participating in the discussion, stared at him for praise after putting forward his opinion, must not know how seductive he is.

The old fairy Wen Liang who was forcibly abstinent sighed silently.

Looking down at the black and blue eyes of the person in his arms, Wen Liang shook his head, waving away some of the charming thoughts in his heart.

He hates the college entrance examination.

Wen Liang walked steadily, Lin Jingzhuo's nose was pressed against his warm chest muscles, his breath was full of the breath of his most reassuring lover, and he really fell asleep after a long time.

He subconsciously grabbed Wen Liang's clothes with one hand, and shrank into his arms again, rubbing and rubbing.

Wen Liang laughed: "Puppy."

He put Lin Jingzhuo on the bed, and lightly took out the pajamas from the closet next to him????Although Lin Jingzhuo didn't live in the same room as him, the two of them often shared the time after work. They would choose a room with one person to stay together and do their own things. The rooms on both sides have their own daily clothes.

After covering the child with a quilt, Wen Liang dimmed the bedside lamp, and sat next to the bed with the computer in his arms.

Lin Jingzhuo seemed to have sensed it, and when Wen Liang sat next to him, he lifted his body a little, and hunched over Wen Liang's lap.

Wen Liang seems to have made a choice between work and her boyfriend, and soon turned into a state of holding the computer with one hand, and gently stroking Lin Jingzhuo's hair with the other hand.

"Mr. Wen, come home with me tomorrow."

Lin Jingzhuo seemed to wake up halfway, but he also seemed to have thought about it for a long time. He heard him say it when Wen Liang quietly finished reading the document and was about to lie down together.

Tomorrow is Lin Jingzhuo's only holiday after working continuously for more than half a year. He has already greeted the staff and said that he will go home.

Wen Liang turned off the light, held Lin Jingzhuo's hand under the quilt, and wrapped him in his arms.

"okay."

Early the next morning, Lin Jingzhuo bid farewell to the people in the group, and got into Wenliang's car with his luggage.

"Why did Mr. Wen drive Xiaolin home?" Someone in the group squinted their eyes in confusion, and turned to ask the person next to them, "Are they still recording the show?"

"Isn't that show finished recording?" The people from the lighting and props group next to them cleaned up and joined in the fun, "If you want me to say that the CP of the two young ladies is the only thing to watch in that show, the others are nothing exciting. But I have to It is said that Teacher Wen and Xiao Lin are really good at acting, you can see that they acted like real people in that show."

"Yes, yes, Xiao Jingzhuo sometimes looks up at Teacher Wen and I can't stand it. But they are straight at first sight, eh."

"That's right, Kobayashi looks straight at first sight."

As everyone knows, the upright and upright classmate Kobayashi is now whining while sitting in her boyfriend's car.

It was Wen Liang's first visit, and he got the news at 02:30 in the middle of the night.Lin Jingzhuo didn't even have time to ask his parents' preferences, so he could only ask his assistant to prepare things according to his own wishes.

Lin Jingzhuo had two bags on his lap and one in his hand, and sat on the co-pilot with a sullen face.

It was the first time for him to ride in a car driven by Wen Liang himself. He was a little excited at first, but as soon as he got into the car excitedly, he became a coolie carrying things. He had two windbreakers and a watch, and there were two large boxes of fruit in the back seat.

Nothing was for him anyway.

As soon as Wen Liang buckled up his seat belt, he saw Lin Jingzhuo beside him pouting his mouth and raising his eyebrows, his face full of helplessness and unhappiness of "you'll rely on me to spoil you anyway".

He chuckled softly, leaned over and kissed Lin Jingzhuo on the lips: "Then we're off."

Lin Jingzhuo's lips have been very dry since the beginning of autumn. The makeup artist and his assistants in the crew chased him every day to beg him to apply lip balm. In addition to the touch, there is still a little bit of bergamot.

Light and inviting.

When Lin Jingzhuo reported to his family, he directly said that he would bring Wen Liang to the house for dinner.

Today is the weekend, Mother Lin is out shopping, and there are only two elders at home.

When they arrived, Papa Lin was cooking. Lin Tangtang was forced to drink chicken soup while standing beside him with a look of lovelessness. When he heard Lin Jingzhuo taking out the key to open the door, he rushed forward to the door. At the door, he directly stuffed the chicken soup in his hand out.

Wen Liang, who was carrying a box of fruit in one hand, looked at the chicken soup in his hand and raised his eyebrows.

"Drink it, nourish your brain." Lin Jingzhuo smiled, entered the room and closed the door, "If you've got my elder brother's fairy spirit, you'll get 985 in the college entrance examination."

"Your brother and I took the college entrance examination 12 years ago." Wen Liang was not polite at all, and brought Lin Jingzhuo, who was about to escape to the room, back to her, and handed the bowl to his mouth.

Lin Jingzhuo sighed, reluctantly put down the things in his hand, hugged the bowl with both hands, frowned while slurping the chicken soup, and went to the room to find his brother.

Wen Liang is someone who is used to seeing scenes. Although the situation of seeing parents is a bit special, it doesn't make him too nervous.

He put down the things in his hands, and nodded to the parents who came out to say hello: "Hi, I'm Wen Liang."

Standing by the door, the man wearing a long windbreaker is tall and tall, with a decent white shirt inside, without the sharp beauty when he left the country, the man with a gentle smile looks light and elegant.

Professor Lin is not short for a university student, but when he walked in front of Wen Liang, he subconsciously glanced at the other's legs.

Gee.

How does it feel like my legs are going to touch my chest.

"Hello." Professor Lin smiled and grabbed a piece of paper to wipe his watery hands, and shook hands with Wen Liang, "Can I have a bowl of chicken soup?"

"Mmmmmmmm." Wen Liang's smile froze for another second, but soon raised a decent arc again, "Okay."

The two brothers standing at the door of the room watching the excitement couldn't help but gasped meaningfully.

When Wen Liang dragged off his coat and turned to follow Professor Lin into the kitchen, he reached out and nodded in the direction of Lin Jingzhuo in mid-air.

???? Kid, just wait for me.

But Mr. Wen, who was standing in the kitchen holding a bowl of chicken soup, still looked like a gentleman, with his head lowered, his eyes closed, and he was quietly looking at the bowl of soup in front of him with messy Chinese medicinal ingredients floating in it.

The two men stood in the kitchen without speaking or doing anything else.

It wasn't until Wen Liang finished drinking the soup and gently placed the bowl in his hand on the countertop that the air in the kitchen seemed to start to flow.

"Professor Lin, actually this time. I came to visit as Jing Zhuo's lover."