A taxi slowly drove into the riverside park behind the hotel. Because it was summer, even though it was already late at night, there were still a bunch of young people sitting by the river drinking. The young and unrestrained laughter sounded particularly abrupt in the middle of the night.

Yan Huihua sat in the car and looked out through the window. He saw a blue Porsche parked not far away. There was a man standing outside, standing against the body of the car, with a cigarette in his hand.

It was the first time he had seen Jin Yanliu who was smoking.

He suddenly felt that the top star he often on the screen and billboard suddenly became so strange. He was Jin Yanliu, but not like Jin Yanliu.

"Master, I'll get off here."

The taxi stopped by the roadside, he got out, took off his baseball cap, and walked towards Jin Yanliu.

Jin Yanliu held a cigarette in her mouth and asked, "Do you know why I asked you to come to the hotel in the middle of the night?"

Yan Huihua's handsome face was slightly red, but his expression was very serious, and he nodded.

"Will you?"

"You misunderstood," said Yan Huihua: "I came to you, just want to talk to you in person."

Jin Yanliu breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this.

Xiao Ai said: "Look, I just said that Yan Huihua is absolutely impossible to accept the unspoken rules!"

"You don't have a hindsight, go there."

Xiao Ai got off the line with a "beep".

Very well-behaved.

Jin Yanliu looked at Yan Huihua: "You continue talking."

Yan Huihua said: "I would like to ask you to hand over the role of Ye Hengyang to me. I have confidence that I can play this role well. I hope you can give me this opportunity."

Jin Yanliu walked up to him with a cigarette in her mouth and stood there. Her red hair was even more gorgeous under the street lights. Her pure white T-shirt was not even patterned at all. She was extremely simple and her face was so handsome that it was so beautiful that she was so charming. Yan Huihua's heartbeat was like a drum, and her thin lips were pursed tightly, as if she didn't even dare to breathe.

Jin Yanliu is so beautiful. When he looks at his face from close range, his appearance is even a bit amazing, with long eyebrows and handsome eyes and agile eyes.

"What should I do? The more you refuse, the more I like it. I like you, who refuse to submit," said Jin Yanliu. "There were several people who were like you who refused to follow me, but in the end they all lay on my bed honestly. It's too obedient and boring."

After hearing this, Yan Huihua's eyes showed some disbelief.

What does this mean? Is this handsome man in front of me actually a habitual criminal of unspoken rules?

He felt that he could no longer look directly at the male actors he had worked with Jin Yanliu in the future.

Yan Huihua's face turned slightly red: "I'm different from them."

Jin Yanliu's hair was fluffy and softer than during the day. It was a little messy by the wind by the river. Her fair and slender fingers were holding cigarettes and laughed silently. Although her smile looked very beautiful, it was a sense of contempt.

Yan Huihua seemed to be stimulated by his contemptuous smile, pursed her lips, turned her head and left.

Jin Yanliu twisted the smoke in her hand and watched Yan Huihua gradually walk away.

He is worthy of being the candidate for the male lead. This spirit of not surrendering to evil forces is indeed the material for being the male lead. This is the man that fakes like the most. They are cut off from their fate by him. It’s great.

He got into the car, drove the sports car and chased after him, honked the horn twice, then poked his head out, and looked at him arrogantly: "Get into the car, I'll give you a lesson."

Yan Huihua said nothing and continued to walk forward. Jin Yanliu smiled and said, "Don't you want to play Ye Hengyang anymore?"

Yan Huihua stopped, and even his eyes were a little red. Seeing that he was honest, Jin Yanliu couldn't bear to bully him anymore, so she said, "My unspoken rules are different from others. If others are rejected, you won't get this role, but I'm different. I will give you the role. I won't do anything to you, because I believe that sooner or later, you will take the initiative to get into my car."

After he said that, he stepped on the accelerator and drove away in his sports car.

Yan Huihua stood in Jiang Feng and clenched his fists, slid his throat up and down. He almost agreed just now, when Jin Yanliu approached him.

He turned around and left in the end, not only seemed to resist the unspoken rules, but also wanted Jin Yanliu to know that he was different from those who had unspoken rules in the past.

When Jin Yanliu returned home, it was almost eleven o'clock.

The house was pitch black, and it was probably because Zhou Beiyang was already asleep. He walked upstairs gently. Who knew that when he passed by Zhou Beiyang's room, he noticed a little light coming from inside, so he knocked on the door and pushed it in.

As a result, as soon as the door opened, he saw a room full of smoke.

Zhou Beiyang suddenly raised his head and looked at him.

"Brother?" He immediately stood up, as if he was particularly surprised to see him coming back.

Jin Yanliu coughed when she was choked: "When did you learn to smoke?!"

Zhou Beiyang quickly put out the cigarette at hand, looking a little helpless.

Jin Yanliu was a little unbelievable. Just let it go. The room full of cigarettes means that in the past more than an hour, I had to smoke most of the packs. I was so addicted to smoking!

"Don't there be a smoking room at home? Why don't you go there to smoke?" Jin Yanliu went over and opened the window and turned on the light completely.

"Why are you back so soon?" Zhou Beiyang said.

"I thought I wouldn't come back, so I started smoking secretly?" Jin Yanliu said: "I have learned to smoke after just a few days in the circle?"

Zhou Beiyang said: "I... occasionally..."

Jin Yanliu took the cigarette from his table and put it in his pocket.

In fact, it’s nothing for men to smoke. He occasionally smokes. He just didn’t expect that Zhou Beiyang, who has always been smoking and drinking, even smoked with him on his back. Did he lead him to ruin, follow him into the entertainment industry, and smoke with him?

"Don't learn everything from me. You are an idol now. Netizens know that you will lose your pinks when you smoke."

"elder brother……"

Jin Yanliu turned her head and looked at him.

Why did he feel that Zhou Beiyang seemed to be very hit?

He...he wasn't very strict either? Was he too strict just now?

Jin Yanliu couldn't stand him like this, so he quickly said, "I'm not saying that I won't let you suck. It's not good to suck less. Don't suck so fiercely."

He hesitated for a moment, took out the cigarette in his pocket and handed it to Zhou Beiyang.

This man of 186 suddenly looked at him with red eyes, and he couldn't stand it.

Zhou Beiyang didn't answer, so he threw the half box of cigarettes on the table, pursed his lips and left.

Alas, the child is grown up.

Zhou Beiyang looked at the time and Jin Yanliu went out for fifty-three minutes.

Fifty-three minutes, except for the time on the road, there should be nothing to do if it takes ten minutes.

But he was still a little distressed. After Jin Yanliu fell asleep, he sneaked up and drove out the door.

I first went to Kaihua Hotel all the way, then drove it at a constant speed, and tried it several times in person before I felt relieved.

No matter how fast you drive, you won't have enough time to do that.

But when he got home and sat on the bed, he became anxious again.

Nothing happened this time does not mean that nothing will happen next time. Last time, Jin Yanliu was drunk and if Fatty Xiao didn't inform him, I don't know what the consequences would be.

Maybe it wasn't him who was touched and chewed around that night.

But another man.

Zhou Beiyang's toes were on the ground, his legs were shaking, and his hands were rubbing his knees, his eyes were a little scary.

He felt that he was really perverted and his psychological distortion reached a certain level. It was impossible for him and Jin Yanliu to be able to do it in his whole life. If he said it, he would definitely not have to do anything with his brothers, but he could not accept that Jin Yanliu was with other men.

Do you want Jin Yanliu to accompany him and never fall in love or get married for the rest of your life?

How is this possible?

it's out of the question.

Jin Yanliu is twenty-four years old and probably has physiological needs and wants to fall in love.

He took off all his clothes, went to the bathroom, turned the water from the shower to the coldest and largest, and poured it on his head.

The cold water hit the top of his head, some splashed everywhere, and some flowed down his neck, flowing through his broad shoulders and back, flowing through his thin waist, and finally flowing down his two long and strong legs. His soles were flooded with water. The water flowed too fast and the sewers didn't have time to swallow. His young and strong body did not move in the cold water, but he could not extinguish the fire in his heart.

I suddenly remembered that midsummer night that year, he and Jin Yanliu were sleeping in the same bed. He dreamed of Jin Yanliu at night. He suddenly woke up from his sleep. From then on, a secret that he could not tell others was buried in his heart.

Early the next morning, Jin Yanliu received a call from Liu Qichang.

"Lu Yao is coming to audition," said Liu Qichang.

Jin Yanliu said "um" and hung up the phone. She lay on the bed for a while, and then sat up with a carp.

The first thing to get out of bed is to tear off a calendar.

He held the torn piece of paper in his palm and let out a long sigh.

Time is too tight, and there is no time to be sad. The workload is still huge today.

After taking a shower, he went to the mirror to blow his hair. Zhou Beiyang took the clothes he wanted to wear today, put them on the shelf aside, and then reached out and naturally took the hair dryer in his hand.

Jin Yanliu said: "Tell me why do you blow your hair? What you blow out looks better than what I blow out?"

Zhou Beiyang said: "You have to let others come and use it with both hands. You don't have to learn it."

It's enough to have him.

Jin Yanliu has been fond of being stinky since he was a child, and he has also practiced it over the years. He dares to say that even Jin Yanliu's stylists may not be as good as Jin Yanliu.

Just be raised by him to become a lazy person that no one can stand. It is best if you leave him, your life will collapse.

Zhou Beiyang thought evilly and despicable.

Who else in this world loves Jin Yanliu more, loves him more, and takes care of him? He has worked so hard over the years and strives to do everything to the end. There are a few more people better than him. He even thought of his physical hardware very vulgarly, and he is also very confident that few men can compare to him.

The hair dryer in his hand blew behind Jin Yanliu's ears. Jin Yanliu's ears turned red in an instant, and he twisted his head and smiled: "It's so itchy."

"Is itchy?" Zhou Beiyang said.

The eyes were dark.

Jin Yanliu looked into the mirror and saw his handsome and gentlemanly face.

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