Seize My Boyfriend - B1 (29)
Yangyang~”
The whispers in the alley, as well as shallow groans, pushed Teacher Cheng back, he knew he shouldn’t say anything.
“Yangyang~~” Shen Changliu let go of his red collarbone, which had been gnawed red, and put his forehead against his forehead, and the two of them looked at each other.
The hot desire in his eyes could set anyone on fire, Mo Zhiyang didn’t answer, he stroked his cheek with his right hand, and there was still a smoke that was almost burnt in his hand.
Misty peach blossom eyes, full of seductive amorous feelings, Shen Changliu stretched out his hand to caress the slightly red corners of his eyes: “Just let melook in your eyes.” Mo Zhiyang took the
last puff of cigarette in front of him, then mischievously spit the smoke all over his face, giggling himself.
He was also very cute when he was slightly drunk, and Shen Changliu laughed out loud as if he was drunk, and hugged him horizontally.
Because of being picked up, Mo Zhiyang dropped the cigarette in his hand, but he didn’t care, and leaned into Shen Changliu’s arms, closing his clear eyes.
The atmosphere and mood at this moment are actually not important.
At home, you can see the scattered coats from the entrance, and then slowly to the master bedroom on the second floor. There are two people lying on it, snuggling together. The morning sun is warm and the years are quiet.
Crazy all night yesterday, when Mo Zhiyang woke up, his side was empty. He got up and put on his shirt, and then went to wash. In the mirror, he could see that his neck was his masterpiece.
He cursed secretly, dog man, really a dog man!
When he went downstairs, he saw that the room had been cleaned up, and he was wearing cotton home clothes, sitting on the sofa, looking at a stack of thick papers.
“Long stay.” Mo Zhiyang rubbed his eyes and walked over, a little cute.
He was still wearing his own shirt, the wide shirt made the person more slender, Shen Changliu stretched out his hand to him, and hugged him on his lap: “Are you hungry?”
“It’s okay, what are you?” Mo Zhiyang nestled tenderly into his arms, leaned on his shoulder, and looked at the papers.
“This is a new script I received. Do you have a headache? Would you like me to pour you a glass of water?” Shen Changliu was a little worried. He drank too much yesterday and didn’t know what to do.
Mo Zhiyang didn’t give him a chance, and wrapped his arms around his neck: “No, that’s it.”
“Okay, okay.” Shen Changliu spoiled everyone so much that he just followed him and read the script with him in his arms.
After reading the script, Shen Changliu nodded his head rarely: “This script is very good. Although it’s not commercial enough, it can definitely win an award.” “Can’t you win an award if you’re commercial?”
Mo Zhiyang didn’t know much about the entertainment industry.
Shen Changliu patiently explained to him: “No, in fact, apart from making commercial films, film actors also make some other niche films, which generally don’t make money, but they can win awards, so some well-known actors will also act in some low-investment movies for free or with little pay, which is considered gold-plated.” “So, you can win awards for this movie?” Mo Zhiyang sat up straight, seeming a little interested
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Shen Changliu is not sure, but he wants to bring his acting career to a successful conclusion. This movie undoubtedly has great potential: “Should
