Drunk in love

Part 43

on this day, zhuang jieyu, who had a hard time taking time, ran to find out why he was playing.

zhuang jieyu recently played a very pleasing tv drama role, suddenly became popular, and now the activity is very inconvenient.

as soon as he entered the house, zhuang jieyu threw off his hat and sunglasses, beat his chest and shouted: "ah cold to death!" why couldn't

help but laugh: "it's so cold, you still wear such a thin trench coat."

"shape, do you understand the shape?" zhuang jieyu brushed his hair in the mirror, and then smiled and said to he gu, "uncle he, think i didn't?" "i

can often see you on tv."

"that is." zhuang jieyu crossed his hands at his waist and said triumphantly, "lao tzu is finally red, and he has made a lot of money recently." "congratulations

. sit down, drink tea or coffee? "

coffee."

somehow made him a cup of coffee and handed it to him to cover his hands.

zhuang jieyu smiled and looked at why, "you look good now, although you have lost a lot of weight, but you are more energetic than some time ago."

"well, i'm so tired from that job, maybe it's a good thing to quit, i've been able to sleep for eight hours a day lately."

"it's a good thing." zhuang jieyu said with a smile, "quit your tired job and leave the scumbag, your life is about to start a new chapter." he was

embarrassed, but he didn't laugh.

"uncle ho." zhuang jieyu rubbed his calf with his toes, licked his lips, and said, "since you have all said goodbye to song scumbag, do you want to consider me?" he

rubbed his head, "little fart."

"don't be funny, i'm a lot more experienced than you." zhuang jieyu opened his hand with dissatisfaction, "my technique is good, you really don't want to try it?"

"i don't want to."

"liar, you haven't done 1, i don't believe you're not curious, i've done 1, men don't have to use this stuff is not a waste?"

why didn't he speak, in fact, he was very curious, zhuang jieyu was right, he also felt that the white length did not need to be a bit wasteful. but he was not song juhan, and he did not want to have such a relationship with zhuang jieyu.

zhuang jieyu went around to why, and said ambiguously, "tell you, i'm not sick, oh, did song scumbag say a lot of bad things about me?" please, i sleep with people have a hard principle, must, look, handsome, i am not for the drama anyone can sleep, and sleeping handsome guys and good, how cool. he

hugged his chest and looked at him: "how you choose to live is your own business, you don't need to explain it to me."

"well, i think so too." zhuang jieyu said indifferently, "what other people think about my fart, i am happy myself, so uncle he." he put his arm around his neck and grinned, "do it with me, the more you can't eat, the more i want to taste it, and you are standing in front of me and you are tickling me." why pulled

his paws down: "you came to me." "

i want to see you."

"don't make a fuss."

zhuang jieyu looked up and down for some reason, pouted, and said, "hmm, if it weren't for your recent general state, i would have strengthened you now." you wait, sooner or later take you down. why

did he burst out laughing.

"laugh a fart." zzhuang jieyu was a little embarrassed.

why did you say, "have you eaten?" do i have food delivered to the hotel? "be