headline romance

13.

Cheng Chen, who had a sore back and back, sat on the bed and looked at the instigator angrily.

"Are you a piling chicken?"

Zhu Lichuan had already washed up, was eating breakfast and waited for the assistant to pick him up. Hearing this, he raised his eyes: "Do you want to try it?"

Cheng Chen rubbed his sore buttocks, bowed down, and was about to leave with his share of breakfast.

Before reaching the door, someone stopped him: "Change your pants."

"When I get to the set later, it's irresponsible to make trouble with me."

Cheng Chen looked down at the black cropped trousers he was wearing, there were no stains, and when he looked down, his knees were red and a little torn, and he knew what he had done at a glance.

She blushed and found a pair of trousers to put on.

The weather was hot and stuffy, and Cheng Chen's trousers were close to the body, just stuck in his ass, and he couldn't pull them off, which was a bit embarrassing.

Zhu Lichuan walked over and rubbed it: "It feels so good."

When Cheng Chen got angry, he pulled up his trousers all at once with his hands.

Zhu Lichuan was still thinking about it and squeezed again: "Do you want me to see you off?"

"No need," Cheng Chen heard the ringing of the phone, and quickly opened Zhu Lichuan's hand, frowning, "Hurry up, your assistant is here."

Zhu Lichuan was pushed at the door, stuck in the corner and refused to go out, hooked Cheng Chen's neck, pretending to be worried: "You called me husband just now, and now you are driving him away?" He pointed his index finger at his mouth, "Would you like me?" Otherwise, give me a kiss, and I'll think about it."

Cheng Chen opened the door and kicked it hard: "Get out of here."