Chapter 291： Poor and sour internet celebrity masquerading as a rich second generation 21 ┃ Zhuang · Mala Tang · Li

Everyone was excited to hear that the second episode was going to be released.

Only Zhuang Li was not interested in this, and was writing code quickly with his laptop in his arms.

Yi Jiangnan glanced at him from time to time with longing in his eyes.

Xi Ming became addicted to cigarettes, rubbed his little curly head, and said in a low voice, "I'll go outside to smoke a cigarette, and I'll be back soon." His face was slightly stiff, and he asked cautiously, "Are you allowing me to smoke?"

7480: "Pfft! The gods are still the same, they haven't changed at all."

Zhuang Li originally wanted to be unsure, but raised his head, saw his pitiful expression and softened his heart again, waved his hand and said, "Go, I'll take you for a physical examination after the show is over, if there is anything wrong with your lungs, you will immediately give me a test. ."

Xi Ming was amnesty and nodded obediently: "Okay, if you ask me to quit, I will definitely quit. This is the last cigarette I smoke in my life."

"Well, let's go, let's go upstairs to take a bath after smoking." Zhuang Li lowered his head and continued to write code.

Hearing this, Xi Ming, who was walking out in a hurry, opened his legs and ran out, disappearing in a flash.

Walking to a secluded corner, he lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, hoping to finish it in a second, then go back.

At this moment, Meng Lan walked over quietly, stood in the dark and called him, with a timid voice: "Xi Ming, can I say a few words to you?"

Wan Anni, who accompanied Yi Jiangnan out for a walk, hurriedly hid in the corner to eavesdrop, with an excited look on her face. Darling, this green tea is so thick-skinned, isn't she afraid of being embarrassed?

How could Meng Lan not be afraid of embarrassment? But she was more afraid of death than shame. If she doesn't attack Xi Ming, she will lose her soul, and now, she has stepped on Xi Ming several times, causing the opponent's extreme disgust.

If she can't find a way to save it, when the program is finished, where will she find someone?

Xi Ming and she lived in completely different circles, and she couldn't reach the corner of this person's clothes even on a ladder.

Xi Ming was in a hurry to go back, but refused: "No."

Meng Lan: "..."

Wan Anni hurriedly covered her mouth to prevent herself from laughing, and then quickly took out her mobile phone and sent a message to the group: [Come and swing here in the backyard, come quietly, Meng Lan is pestering Xi Shen! Xi Shen's heart is as hard as iron, and he categorically refuses. The picture is quite wonderful! ].

Yi Jiangnan put his arms around her waist from behind, looking sideways at her excited little expression, with a doting smile on his face.

Within ten seconds, Lin Caixiu came, squatting at Wan Anni's feet to watch the excitement.

Xi Ming stood under the dim street lamp, smoking cigarette after cigarette, looking very anxious.

Meng Lan was originally hiding in the dark, but at this time he strode over and said quickly, "Xi Ming, have you read the posts on the Internet? Do you know about Zhuang Li and his ex-boyfriend?"

Wan Anni and Lin Caixiu scolded in their hearts together. Meng Lan's trick to sow discord is too shady! How can ordinary men not mind the past of the other half?

However, Xi Ming's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations. He exhaled a thick puff of smoke and said firmly, "Those posts are all fake."

Meng Lan was stunned: "How do you know it's fake?"

Xi Ming asked in a deep voice, "How do you know it's true?"

"There is evidence on the Internet!"

"How do you know that the evidence is true?"

"But everyone says so."

"Is it true that everyone is saying this? You just believe what others say, are you out of your mind?" Xi Ming's tone was already filled with deep boredom.

Meng Lan was so stunned that she almost cried: "No, can you be more objective."

Xi Ming finally finished the long cigarette, and his speech speed increased: "Emotions are inherently subjective, I can't be objective. No matter what others say, I always believe in Zhuang Li."

He extinguished the cigarette butt, threw it into the trash can, and warned indifferently, "Miss Meng, do you know that it is very bad behavior to speak ill of others behind their backs. I despise this kind of person the most." Go to the villa.

Meng Lan: "..." The uncontrollable anger and fear of death exploded in her mind like a bomb.

The system scolded sharply: "Host, what the **** are you doing! Are you really attacking Xi Ming? How do I feel that you are pulling his hatred? He hates you more and more, and you will die if you go on like this! "

Meng Lan covered her chest, too scared to breathe. It turned out that Xi Ming was not her chance at all, but her hell.

Looking at Meng Lan's distorted face, Wan Anni said in the group: [It's really safe to fall in love with a man like Xi Shen. 】

Lin Caixiu immediately agreed: [Yes, he trusts the other half 100%. The green tea **** is most afraid of meeting this kind of man who can't turn his head, he can't pry it, hahaha! 】

Xi Ming strode into the living room and whispered, "I'm done smoking, I can go back to my room."

Zhuang Li closed the laptop and said lightly, "Let's go."

As soon as Xi Ming returned to the bedroom, he went to the bathroom, while Zhuang Li put his laptop in his backpack, and then rummaged through the change of clothes.

Xi Ming sat on the toilet and waited for a while. Seeing that the little curly hair never came, he walked to the door and shouted, "I'm taking a shower!"

"You wash it." Zhuang Li squatted in front of the wardrobe and said without looking back.

Xi Ming had no choice but to walk back and wait anxiously.

Three minutes later, the little curly hair still didn't come, he had to go to the door again, raise the volume and shout: "I'm going to take a shower!"

"You wash it, I'll come in a while." Zhuang Li finally turned over a new pair of small **** that the original owner had never worn.

Xi Ming stared at his back, itching in his heart.

"Did you mean to **** me off?" he asked aggrieved.

Zhuang Li threw a change of clothes onto the bed, walked slowly towards Xi Ming, stretched out his index finger, and poked his strong chest lightly, forcing him to slowly back up and sit on the toilet.

"I didn't mean it this time, I'm looking for clothes." He hugged Xi Ming's head, inserted his fingers into the other person's short and hard hair, rubbed his scalp, his soft voice was faintly hoarse. , Sexually terrifying.

The feeling of numbness and numbness penetrated into Xi Ming's cerebral cortex like an electric current. He looked at the handsome face with small curly hair close at hand, his eyes gradually lost focus.

He was dazzled, and his heart swayed.

Zhuang Li put his lips against Xi Ming's trembling lips, smiled softly, and the hot air that spurted penetrated between the other's teeth, bringing a sweet and sour taste.

It seems that he ate a lot of sweet and sour pork ribs tonight.

Xi Ming's body was completely stiff, and he could only be at the mercy of the little curly hair.

Zhuang Li smirked against Xi Ming's thin lips for a while before slowly sticking out the tip of his tongue, prying open the man's teeth, and said vaguely, "I'm going to kiss you." When he said this, he had already put Xi Ming's The tip of the tongue is entangled, gently wrapped, sucked thinly, and sucked in strands, like tasting a delicious dessert.

Xi Ming was instantly robbed of his soul by his superb skills, so he could only hug his waist tightly, restraining the desire to rub this person into his body.

Zhuang Li straddled Xi Ming's lap, and just after one kiss ended, another kiss came up again.

"I never joke about this kind of thing. If I want to kiss you, I will definitely kiss you well." He kissed Xi Ming's cheek and auricle along his lips, and whispered in a hoarse voice.

After kissing the ears, he kissed Xi Ming's intoxicated eyebrows again.

Xi Ming's dark eyes were covered with a layer of water vapor, which was a condensed desire. He was driving crazy.

He hugged the little curly hair hard, pressing him to feel his urgency.

Zhuang Li pinched his ears and said with a smile, "It's not convenient here, we'll change the place another day."

A blue vein burst out on Xi Ming's forehead, and he gasped for a while before he said hoarsely, "Okay."

Before taking a shower, his clothes were soaked with sweat.

"I'm taking a bath, you go get me my clothes and lie on the bed." Zhuang Li took off his clothes generously and slid into the bathtub.

Xi Ming walked out with his legs between his legs, and when he picked up his clothes, he accidentally saw the bullet underwear wrapped in the inner layer. The unrepressed desire. The fire started to burn again in an instant.

His mind has been completely occupied by the **** appearance of the little curls wearing these underwear, and he accidentally tripped over a chair placed beside the bed while walking.

Hearing a loud bang from outside, Zhuang Li slapped the foam in the bathtub and laughed.

After a while, Xi Ming walked into the bathroom with the pile of clothes in his arms, sat on the toilet with his nose covered, and stared straight at Little Curly Hair.

Zhuang Li invited him to take a bath together, he shook his head vigorously and firmly refused, like a big dog afraid of water, only dared to watch from the side.

There are too many people here, and cameras are installed everywhere, and he dare not indulge himself. He is worried that the body of the little curly hair can't stand it, and he will show clues in front of the camera when he wakes up tomorrow.

The audience's eyes are sharp, and they will definitely attack the little curly hair with the most vicious language. Slut humiliation has always been a keyboard warrior's weapon.

If he couldn't restrain even this desire, what else would he talk about protecting the little curly hair?

Zhuang Li knew Xi Ming's concerns, so he didn't insist.

After taking a bath, he slowly dried his body, then hooked on the thin belt and slowly put on his underwear. Every move was full of temptation. He walked up and down in front of Xi Ming, slowly applying moisturizer and spraying cologne until he put on his last clothes before leaning down and kissing Xi Ming's bloodshot eyes with a smile.

Xi Ming's clothes were wet with sweat for the second time, and the high temperature on the body surface burned the sweat into a white mist.

Even though he didn't take a bath, he seemed to be fished out of the bathtub.

He held his heart, which was throbbing with extreme restraint, and said in a hoarse voice, "You lied to me, you are not sweet at all."

Zhuang Li put his arms around his neck and laughed softly: "Then what do you think I smell like?"

"You are spicy." Xi Ming complained aggrievedly.

"Then do you like spicy food?" Zhuang Li gently rubbed his sweaty hair.

"I like it." Xi Ming's lips were actually scalded by desire, and blood beads were slowly oozing out at this moment.

Zhuang Li licked off the salty blood bead, and assured in a soft voice, "I'll cook Mala Tang for you in a few days, okay? Very spicy Mala Tang."

Xi Ming kissed back restrainedly and asked urgently, "When?"

"Just these few days. Well, take a shower, and then we'll go down to watch the show together. The second episode is very exciting." Zhuang Li stroked Xi Ming's hot cheeks, smiling with interest.