A Walk-On Actor Who Wants To Be A Baker [不想当蛋糕师傅的演员不是好龙套]

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Fang Qiao didn't know how to kiss and bumped Lu Yanzhou's front teeth into pain. Lu Yanzhou couldn't bear it. He decided to come to an on-site teaching session. He hugged Fang Qiao's waist and pushed the person against the bathroom wall.

The moment Fang Qiao's tongue touched with Yanzhou's, Fang Qiao's legs softened, and a tingling sensation developed from the soles of his feet, reaching his limbs, making his heart beating nonstop.

Lu Yanzhou swept around in his mouth, then stepped back and asked: "Have you learned it?"

Fang Qiao looked and saw Lu Yanzhou's neck was still unfinished, and he shook his head and said, "No, or Mr. Lu will demonstrate it again."

Lu Yanzhou saw through his tricks and smiled and tugged at his shirt: "Take off your clothes first."

Fang Qiao got the order, and, apart from anything else, quickly stripped off his wet clothes and pants. Lu Yanzhou picked up Fang Qiao and put it on the sink, spread his legs, and kissed him again while his lower body penetrated him.

The two of them kissed all the way from the bathroom to the bed. At first, Fang Qiao was quite drunk, his hands and feet wrapped around Lu Yanzhou's body, how did the waves come, until the back was exhausted, and had no strength at all, so he could only lie on the bed non-stop panting.

But Lu Yanzhou showed no sign of stopping, and he was still diligently opening up the background like a pile driver.

Fang Qiao gripped the sheets tightly. The touch just now was washed away. He believed that Lu Yanzhou must buy chocolate to please him today to play with his ass better.

"Mr. Lu, have you been dissatisfied recently?" After Lu Yanzhou finally released the last time, Fang Qiao asked, lying softly in his arms.

Lu Yanzhou, who was smoking afterward, frowned, and Fang Qiao really got it right.

A few days ago, there were a lot of things. First, there was a problem with a project that he had invested in before, and then he helped clean up Fang Qiao's mess, and he didn't have time to find someone. When he was free later, he don't know why the first thing that came to mind was Fang Qiao, so he bought a plane ticket and rushed over the next day, putting all the energy he had been holding back for so long on Fang Qiao.

But Lu Yanzhou wouldn't say it, sending a cannon from a thousand miles away is too disastrous.

It may be due to too much physical exertion. Fang Qiao slept very well this night. He woke up the next day and was lying in Lu Yanzhou's arms, not even changing his posture.

Lu Yanzhou just woke up, Fang Qiao put on his clothes and asked, "Will President Lu come to see me filming today?"

Lu Yanzhou rolled over with the quilt, and lazily replied: "You go first, I'll be here later."

Fang Qiao curled his lips. He didn't know if he hadn't slept before. Now he has been in the same bed twice in a row and found that the president seems to like to lie in bed, and his image is really not tall at all.

When President Lai Bed arrived on the set, Fang Qiao had already put on his makeup and changed his clothes. As soon as he came out of the dressing room, he heard a noisy voice outside, saying that the big boss is coming.

The crew of the crew did not receive notice in advance and hurried out to greet them one by one. Fang Qiao felt that everyone was working hard, and said straightforwardly: "It's okay you are busy with work, he just came to see me."

The crew was caught off guard by a mouthful of dog food.

Lu Yanzhou was also very low-key. He greeted the director and sat in his chair to watch Fang Qiao's play.

Fang Qiao thinks that his acting skills have improved a lot during this period, but when he thinks of Lu Yanzhou watching beside him, somehow he feels a little burdened, and speaking of lines is not so natural.

At the end of the scene, Fang Qiao immediately dressed in a generous costume and rushed towards Lu Yanzhou like a big butterfly, asking expectantly: "How did I just act?"

Lu Yanzhou nodded without changing his face: "It's not bad, you have to breathe when you know the lines are memorized."

"..." If you don't have a backache while talking while standing, come and try it, or you may die.

Fang Qiao was depressed, and suddenly saw Lu Yanzhou straighten up his clothes and stood up, and hurriedly asked, "Does President Lu want to leave?"

"Well, I forgot to tell you, my plane is at noon, I have to rush to the airport now."

Fang Qiao was stunned, oh, he almost forgot that this is a busy man who has everything to do.

Lu Yanzhou saw that Fang Qiao was a little lost, and he reached out and rubbed his head: "The director said that your play is about to come to an end, and I will reward you when I go back."

Fang Qiao nodded in a daze, wondering if he listened.

The special car to pick up Lu Yanzhou stopped outside, Fang Qiao stood there, watching his back go further and further and finally disappear behind the car door, a sense of loss slowly came to his mind.

This situation reminded him of his childhood.

At that time, he had just started kindergarten, and the kindergarten was not far from their orphanage. Five-year-old Fang Qiao could already walk to school by himself every day. However, as soon as he arrived at the school gate, he would see other children pulling their parents' clothes and crying and making trouble.

Fang Qiao has no parents and has been independent since he was a child, so he never felt that mood, and even found it a little ridiculous. But now, when he watched Lu Yanzhou leave, he seemed to have some kind of emotion quietly awakening in his heart.

That is something called dependency.

When Fang Qiao thought about it this way, there was a panic in his heart. Maybe it was the sugar daddy who spoiled him too much, he really regarded him as his father!