Rebirth of Rong Shao

But so far, he still remembers this matter.

Did you ever cause him so much pain?

Suddenly, Rong Fei suddenly understood Su Zhen's attitude towards him today.

Because he was afraid, afraid that today's Rong Fei would suddenly disappear in front of his eyes just like the previous Rong Fei.

"Is he still that important to you?" Rong Fei couldn't control the desire to know in his heart.

"Yes, it's very important." Su Zhen answered without hesitation.

"Why?" Rong Fei asked, "because he was your stand-in? Or is it because he died?"

"I don't know." Su Zhen turned away.

The fingertips of Rong Fei's palm supporting his upper body just touched Su Zhen, "Don't worry, things like that won't happen to me, I promise."

Su Zhen chuckled lightly and turned her head. Although the melancholy in her eyes had not completely disappeared, a smile appeared on the corners of her lips, "Didn't you want to take a shower?"

"Yeah!" Rong Fei pulled up his T-shirt, "The sun is quite big today, making me sweat!"

"Go, don't blame me for not reminding you, the faucets here are very classic." Su Zhen pushed Rong Fei's back.

Seeing that Su Zhen was no longer so gloomy as before, Rong Fei also suddenly relaxed.

He closed the bathroom door while poking out half of his head, "You are! Don't peek at me!"

Who wants Su Zhen to have a bad record in the hospital that time?

Su Zhen looked away and smiled, Rong Fei closed the door.

Rong Fei originally wanted to unscrew the faucet to release the water, but he didn’t expect that the moment the faucet was turned on, the water rushed out like a water gun. He did not say anything when he turned on the faucet. Getting wet.

Frozen there, until the water flow returned to normal, Rong Fei raised his hand to take a look at his clothes, opened the door helplessly, and walked out wet.

Su Zhen, who was sitting on the bed, looked at him like this, haha ​​and laughed.

"Why don't you tell me what the so-called "classic" is really about?" Rong Fei said testily.

"Of course you have to experience the'classic' by yourself!" Su Zhen reached out and grabbed the end of Rong Fei's wet hair. "It doesn't matter, change your clothes and go in and wash."

Rong Fei nodded, Su Zhen took the wet clothes in his hands and walked to the balcony and hung them on the balcony one by one for him.

The phone of Rong Fei on the bedside flashed, Su Zhen hooked it over and saw that it turned out to be An Kaiwen’s name, and frowned slightly. Su Zhen did not click on the text message, but threw the phone back to the bedside table. on.

When Rong Fei came out of the bath and saw his shirt, trousers, and bottoms fluttering on the balcony, he laughed.

Su Zhen said amusedly: "Fortunately, you don't wear color boxers anymore."

"..." Rong Fei was suddenly embarrassed.

"Actually you still prefer color boxer briefs?" Su Zhen came to him and asked, leaning forward.

"Eh! Can you stop discussing the issue of underpants!" Rong Fei came to the bed and wiped his hair.

"Your phone rang just now, there should be a text message." Su Zhenyang raised his chin and motioned to the phone on the bedside table.

"Oh!" Rong Fei stretched his arm and hooked the phone, clicked on it, and then replied a text message.

"Who?" Su Zhen asked.

"An Kaiwen! He is now on a catwalk in Hong Kong. He is so tired that he asks me how the filming is going." Rong Fei replied.

"It seems that you and An Kaiwen are quite familiar. At first, I didn't know who told me that An Kaiwen was proud and cocky."

"Well, he has pride and cocky capital." Rong Fei took a breath.

Su Zhen's eyes dimmed slightly, while Rong Fei still pressed the phone with joy.

In the evening, the assistant had an open-air barbecue at the door of the small hotel, and Fang Datong knocked on Rong Fei's door with great interest.

"Rong Fei! Rong Fei! Come out to barbecue!"

As soon as the voice fell, I heard the assistant's voice: "Fang Datong, your loud voice interrupts Rong Shao to rest! The barbecue tastes too much, Rong Shao doesn't like it!"

Fang Datong immediately retorted: "What does Rong Shao dislike? Rong Shao likes barbecue and beer!"

Su Zhen looked at Rong Fei amused, "It seems that Fang Datong knows your hobbies very clearly!"

"Do you want to go together?"

"You've all gone, would it be interesting for me to be in the room by myself?"

So Rong Fei and Su Zhen went downstairs together and attracted a lot of people's attention.

Makeup artist Chen Jie said amused: "I can't imagine the appearance of the king eating barbecue!"

Director Chen Sile reminded: "Don't drink too much beer, work will start tomorrow."

Who knows that most of the scenes are men, and few barbecues are good. The baked items are either undercooked or burnt. Everyone gargle with beer while licking their tongues.

Rong Fei looked at the grill, and said depressed: "My grilled corn! My grilled squid! My grilled hot dog!"

Unexpectedly, Su Zhen rolled up his cuffs and said to the staff who were struggling in front of the oven, "Forget it, I'll do it."

"Su Tianwang?" Everyone stayed.

Su Zhen smiled, "The King of Heaven is not just acting. Young Master Rong is waiting to be fed. You don't want to be smoked by charcoal fire anymore, right?"

"Yes! It's you!" Fang Datong wiped away the sweat from his face, a black mark made people laugh.

Su Zhen leisurely came to Fang Datong's position, even if he is doing barbecue, his actions are like the chef in a Michelin restaurant, skilled and elegant.

Rong Fei rested his chin on the beer can and looked at Su Zhen's direction, unconsciously sighing, "Su Zhen is really perfect!"

Sister Chen sat beside him amusedly, "What else is there other than the first-rate looks, first-rate acting, and first-rate temper?"

"Of course, the cooking is first-rate. The steak and macaroni he makes are the best!" Rong Fei swallowed, he was already hungry.

"What? Rong Shao! Have you eaten Su Zhen's steak and macaroni?" Sister Chen's eyes lit up. There is no doubt that Sister Chen is a workaholic, but she doesn't touch the sun with all her fingers in her life, so she can't expect her to have any good cooking skills.

After they talked for a while, Su Zhen put the roasted corn on the plates of Rong Fei and Sister Chen.

"Wow--" Rong Fei's eyes were wide open, and the corn was roasted with a golden and crispy feeling, with a thin layer of chili sauce on it.

Rong Fei opened his mouth and bit down, making a squeaking sound. When the corn cob was removed, Sister Chen immediately smiled. A chili sauce was on Rong Fei's lips.

Su Zhen also smiled, and handed the paper towel to Rong Fei, "I will also grill the chicken wings and squid."

As a result, everyone tasted Su Zhen's grilled food for Hongfu from Torong Fei.

In the evening, Rong Fei with a chubby belly spread out on the bed, "What should I do... I don't want to take a bath anymore... But the smell of barbecue..."

Su Zhen sat aside, poked his finger in his stomach, and Rong Fei immediately curled up and laughed, "Don't tease me! I vomit it out in a while!"

"If I don't want to wash it, I won't wash it. Anyway, I'm also a barbecue.

"Hmm..." Rong Fei leaned over, "Su Zhen, I'm a little nervous."

"What are you nervous about? I haven't heard that eating too much can cause nervousness." Su Zhen lay down side by side with him.

"Tomorrow, I will play a rivalry with you. It's the first time Mo Xiaobei saw Lin Mofeng..." Rong Fei exhaled, "Although he imagined that scene a thousand times, it's really time to act. , Still so nervous."

"Let's go with the flow, Rong Fei." Su Zhen smiled and took his shoulders. "Actually, acting is never a person's business. In addition to showing the prototype of the character, it is important to treat other actors. His acting skills are responsive. It’s like tomorrow’s play. It’s not just you but me."

Rong Fei blinked, "I understand what you mean, you mean your superb acting skills can guide me to better perform Mo Xiaobei!"

"Do I mean this?" Su Zhen rubbed Rong Fei's head amusedly.

The two of them just lay down and chatted, discussing the wonderful trust and relationship between Mo Xiaobei and Lin Mofeng. While speaking, Rong Fei yawned and fell asleep, snoring evenly.

Su Zhen's arm slowly went around the back of Rong Fei's neck, brought him to his side, and then lifted the quilt to cover each other.

He looked at the ceiling and let out a sigh, feeling helpless in it.

"What should I say, you will understand? After you understand, will you run away in a panic?"

Turning his head to the side, Su Zhen deeply kissed Rong Fei's forehead. The other's breath passed over his face softly. In a sideways posture, Su Zhen's tongue touched Rong Fei's upper lip, slowly contoured, provoked his lips, and drove straight in.

Rong Fei let out a muffled snort, and gently squeezed the tip of the opponent's tongue. At that moment, Su Zhen's eyes sank completely, and he suddenly turned to Rong Fei's body, staring at his sleepy dim face, deep furrows formed between his eyebrows.

Su Zhen stiffened, pinching his fingers into the quilt.

For a long time, he took a breath and lay sideways beside Rong Fei, unable to sleep for a long time.

At 7 o'clock the next morning, the alarm rang. Rong Fei opened his eyes and reached out to hook the phone. Only then did he realize that he had been lying on Su Zhen's arm, and his heart suddenly missed a beat. Half of Su Zhen's face was stuck in the pillow, only the thin eyelashes of his right eye and the tall bridge of the nose could be seen. Rong Fei was with him, and Su Zhen slowly opened his eyes.

"It's time to wake up?"

"Ah...Yes..." Rong Fei twitched his lips embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I didn't sleep well. I pressed your arm all night...Is it uncomfortable?"

"It's okay." Su Zhen moved his arms, still a little sleepy on his face. It is estimated that few people in this world have seen such an expression.

"Then I'm going to take a shower... the quilt is full of barbecue smell!"

As a result, when he went to the bathroom, Rong Fei had forgotten the classic features of the faucet again, and he got wet again.

"Su Zhen...Su Zhen...can you help me get a set of dry clothes in the suitcase?"

Su Zhen smiled, "I see."

Opening the bathroom door, Rong Fei leaned behind the door and stretched out only one hand, Su Zhen pressed the clothes into his hand.

"It's all men, are you afraid of me watching? And it's not that you haven't seen it." Su Zhen deliberately pushed the door.

Rong Fei was so troubled by him, and Rong Fei simply rubbed him against him deliberately. Su Zhen wanted to stretch out his hand to stabilize him, but he immediately held down his waist and lowered his head to see the knot. Scab scars.

"Have you gotten off the scabs yet?" Su Zhen's voice calmed down, with a hint of distressed smell.

"Yeah... I still feel itchy sometimes."

"Don't catch it. Otherwise, what should I do if I leave a trace of being burned by a cigarette?"

"Huh?" Rong Fei raised his eyes to imagine the shape of the scar, "What does it matter even if it is burned by a cigarette?"

"What if you are misunderstood by others? I burned you with cigarettes?" Su Zhen said with a very serious expression.

"..." Rong Fei half-opened his mouth, and it took a long time to understand Su Zhen's logic, "You were scalded by cigarettes, and your whole family was scalded by cigarettes!"

"What are you doing so excited, I didn't say I played S with you..."

Rong Fei turned around and covered Su Zhen's mouth. Who knew that Su Zhen deliberately lowered his eyes to look at Rong Fei's place. At this moment, Rong Fei let go of his hand to cover his underside.

"What are you looking at! It's up to you!"

Su Zhen laughed, and deliberately said in a frivolous tone: "I really can't tell, your development is very good!"

Rong Fei deliberately turned on the faucet again, and immediately flushed Su Zhen's face with water. The wet hair was close to the forehead, and the water stains fell ticking down. Su Zhen's brows and eyes were smiling, and at that moment she seemed more and more sexy. Rong Fei once again hated this, why? Why? This guy is so terrible to do anything!

"Okay, okay! Don't tease you! You wash me first and then wash!" Su Zhen hurried out and returned the bathroom space to Rong Fei.

When Rong Fei came out of the shower, he saw Su Zhen put all the clothes he dried yesterday on the bed, but the quilt he had slept in last night was dried out. The smell of grilling is easier to dissipate.

When Su Zhen saw Rong Fei coming out, she turned her head and smiled, the morning light fell between his eyebrows, and Rong Fei suddenly wanted time to stop there.

"Hey, what are you stupid about?" Su Zhen walked over and flicked Rong Fei's nose.

"Su Zhen..." Rong Fei gave a smirk, and put his arm around his waist, "You are such a good wife!"

Su Zhen took advantage of the situation to stick to Rong Fei, squeezing Rong Fei towards the bed step by step, and Rong Fei stepped back very cooperatively, looking scared, "Su Tianwang...what are you going to do..."

Rong Fei thought that Su Zhen would laugh out loud, but he didn't expect him to overwhelm him on the mattress.