The Actor Wants to Divorce

Lin Zhaozhi did not believe in Ji An.

Ji An deceived him again and again, he was just a fool and couldn't believe his words anymore.

Not to mention Lin Zhaozhi.

It was obvious that Ji An was hiding something from him just now.

He looked at Ji An with an unspeakable chill in his heart. Every sentence of Ying Qi's words echoed in his ears, like heavy ears, and he threw them on his face.

He really became the silly idiot who was used as a gun by Ji An as Ying Qi said.

Ji An didn't tell him the truth, he actually ran to fight Ying Qi for Ji An.

If he is known to the reporter, his reputation in the entertainment industry for so many years will be completely ruined.

Lin Zhaozhi was a little irritable.

What is he doing? Just for Ji'an, make yourself like this.

Ji An didn't know what Lin Zhaozhi was thinking at the moment, he stared at Lin Zhaozhi's scarred face, and just wanted to give him medicine quickly.

"I'll give you medicine first, you look golden and expensive."

Lin Zhaozhi ducked slightly, and his tone became a little cold, "No, just a little skin trauma. Just a few days of raising it."

Ji An sighed: "I'm sorry, I really didn't expect that you and Ying Qi would do it."

Lin Zhaozhi frowned. In fact, Ji An was not much better than him, especially the wound on his shoulder that was scalded by cigarette butts, which looked shocking.

"Take care of the injury on your shoulder, and be careful of the inflammation. If it doesn't work, go to the hospital."

Ji An shrugged, unexpectedly pulling the wound, he lay down on the sofa in pain, and immediately wailed, "It hurts, it hurts..."

"Go to the hospital if it hurts."

Du Xi with red eyes in Ji An's eyes: "Don't go, what a shame, being burned by someone with a cigarette butt..."

He poked his swollen face with his finger; "And this slap, me, how can I explain to the doctor."

"You can say that you were disobedient and beaten by your family."

Just at his baby face, no one would doubt it.

"Forget it." Ji An stuck out his tongue: "I'm afraid the doctor will directly call the police for me, saying that I have been domestically abused."

Lin Zhaozhi frowned: "The injury to your shoulder can't be taken carelessly."

"It's okay." Ji An got up from the sofa and scratched his hair. "I used to be beaten up by a feather spit and vomiting blood. I didn't go to the doctor. I was still alive and kicking."

Lin Zhaozhi was shocked, vomiting blood?

"When did it happen? Your parents beat it?"

"That's right." Ji An smiled silly, "After the fight, he threw it to me in the small black room and locked him up. Later, it was my cousin... He just went to work at that time and was carrying his small medicine box. He secretly fed me some medicine, and he said that I had broken a few bones at that time... I didn’t know what was going on, so I grew up by myself."

Ji An suddenly lifted the clothes on his stomach: "Look."

This time, Lin Zhaozhi saw Ji An’s white and tender belly, with heel ribs protruding.

His heart sank suddenly, and his heart was shocked: "This..."

"It was the bone that was broken at that time, and it was like this after it was naturally healed. My cousin made a film later, but it was out of position and it didn't grow well.

He was calm and gentle, even laughing and talking about chilling experiences, but Lin Zhaozhi was speechless for a long time.

He thought that Ji An was dishonest before, but now he feels pitiful.

Ji An pulled up his clothes and looked at Lin Zhaozhi pitifully, "Can I live in your house?"

Lin Zhaozhi thought for a while, "No."

Ji An was anxious: "You see, Ying Qi just came back, so he asked me to settle the account and beat me like this. He will live here for a long time. I will definitely be unlucky if I live alone, Lin Zhaozhi, let's Isn't it a friend? Do you have the heart to watch me be tortured by him?"

He looked at Lin Zhaozhi with tears.

Lin Zhaozhi felt helpless, and sighed softly in his heart.

"It's okay to live with me, but I have a few conditions."

"You say you say!"

Lin Zhaozhi frowned, "First, you are not allowed to tell anyone. If you are exposed by the media, I will pack you up and throw it at Yingqi."

Ji An nodded desperately.

"Second, smoking is not allowed in my house."

Ji An blinked his eyes: "Then...may I go to the corridor to smoke?"

"It's up to you, not at home anyway."

Ji Anbi made an ok gesture: "What about the third?"

Lin Zhaozhi: "Third..." He frowned, "I haven't thought about the third, so let's add it when I think about it."

Ji An is excited: "Then go tonight?"

Lin Zhaozhi looked at him impatiently, and suddenly regretted it.

He had clearly made up his mind to distance himself from Ji An, how could he agree to such an absurd request.

Seeing Ji An happily packing up his little baggage, Lin Zhaozhi had a slight headache.

After two o'clock in the middle of the night, Lin Zhaozhi took Ji An back to his apartment.

Ji An sniffed as soon as he entered the door, his expression somewhat intriguing.

Lin Zhaozhi: "What's wrong? That expression."

"It's okay. Before I came, I guessed what your style is. Sure enough, I guessed it right."

"What style."

"Straight men are cold and windy." Ji An smirked: "Are you really gay? No wonder you can't catch up with Gu Qingren..."

Lin Zhaozhi said with a cold face, "I kindly asked you to take refuge in my house, and I didn't eat anything that made you point me to my house. If you can't bear it, you can go back now."

Ji An hugged his salute and shivered, "Don't, Director Lin Da, I have no objection."

Lin Zhaozhi pointed to the two rooms in the apartment: "The master bedroom belongs to me. You are not allowed to enter without my permission. If you dare to enter, I will break your leg. The next bedroom is the second bedroom. Go in and clean up by yourself. Right."

Ji An: "Good motivation."

"I'm going to take a shower first, and you can wash it after you have finished cleaning. It's late, so go to bed early."

"Director Lin, good night."

Ji An "hehe" ran to his bedroom.

This time the bed was very big and the decoration was cold and windy. Ji An threw himself on the bed and rolled around. He looked up at the ceiling and smiled "hehe".

After lying down for a full five minutes, he got up, pulled off the bed sheet and replaced the three-piece SpongeBob Squarepants suit he had brought.

After taking a shower, passing by Lin Zhaozhi, who happened to see this scene: "..."

He cursed an idiot in his heart, then turned back to the master bedroom, and closed the door with a "bang".

I took out my mobile phone and dialed out.

"Hello? Aning, yes, it's me. Someone wants you to check it for me, called Ji An..."

"Call me as soon as you have news."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhaozhi was not worried about Ji An, and was going to give him some dying...cough cough, sleep care.

Ji An's door was ajar.

He yelled "Jian", but there was no answer inside.

Fell asleep? How to turn off the lights.

Lin Zhaozhi pushed the door directly and walked in one by one

─Lin Zhaozhi stayed at the sight of the room.

Ji An is lying on his back on the bed, closing his eyes slightly, biting his lip, his legs wide open, his hands are...

"卄I"

Lin Zhaozhi reacted and suddenly cursed a swear word.

Ji An was also taken aback, busy pulling up the quilt, and looking at Lin Zhaozhi angrily: "You... why do you enter other people's rooms casually?"

Lin Zhaozhi gritted his teeth, his fists creaked.

"Ji, Ann! Who allows you to do this kind of thing in my house!"

Ji An squatted, not convinced: "Why make a fuss, it's all men...shy...shy...shy hammer. I don't believe it, you...have you never done it yourself?"

Lin Zhaozhi coldly said, "Get off my bed."

Ji An's grievance: "Director Lin Da, what are you...what are you doing? You broke in suddenly, and I was so scared."

The blue veins on Lin Zhaozhi's forehead jumped suddenly: "Get off."

Seeing that he was really angry, Ji An could only hide under the quilt, put his pants on, and then got out of the bed.

Lin Zhaozhi walked over, tore off everything on the bed, and threw it on the floor.

"Wash up by yourself tomorrow."

Ji An helpless: "No, I haven't yet..."

Lin Zhaozhi slammed it with a sharp eye knife.

Ji An squeezed his mouth and raised his hand to surrender, "Okay, I will wash it tomorrow. But let me ask, where do I sleep tonight?"

"floor."

Ji Anru was struck by lightning: "Huh? Isn't it?"

Lin Zhaozhi's anger was not light, "I found out again, you can go to sleep in the corridor! And I thought about the third one. At my house, you are not allowed to fly.

machine. "

Ji An rolled his eyes in his heart, and he didn't understand. They were all men. Isn't this a normal thing?

Could it be...

Damn it, isn't he that bad?

Stimulated by yourself?

The look in Ji An's eyes looking at Lin Zhaozhi instantly became sympathetic.

Lin Zhaozhi lost his temper and walked away angrily.

As soon as he left, Ji An rushed to lock the door, and then rolled back onto the bed with the quilt.

He doesn't sleep on the floor! Humph!

Ji An woke up early the next morning, thinking about staying at Lin Zhao’s house temporarily, and always wanted to say something, so he went to the kitchen to make breakfast for Lin Zhaozhi.

After Lin Zhaozhi got up, he heard the noise in the kitchen and shook it over and took a look.

I saw Ji An wearing a SpongeBob pajamas, standing in front of the stove, humming a little song while frying poached eggs.

He held the spatula in one hand, picked up his clothes naturally with the other hand, and scratched his waist.

The slender and **** waist fell into Lin Zhaozhi's eyes all at once.

He suddenly remembered last night, the blushing Ji An with his eyes closed, his lips biting...

His body became slightly hot out of his control, and his abdomen was constantly tightening.

Realizing that he had actually reacted like that to Ji An, Lin Zhaozhi was taken aback, he quickly turned around and went back to the bedroom, closing the door with a "bang".

With his back leaning on the door panel, Lin Zhaozhi's head was noisy.

Oh my God, what happened to him?

How could it be to Ji An...

Ji An is a straight man!

Lin Zhaozhi took a deep breath, trying to suppress the desire in his body.

But Ji'an flashed back scene after scene in his head last night. He was tortured by this unfamiliar and long-lost desire. He gritted his teeth and decided to take a cold shower in the bathroom.

Closing the bathroom door, Lin Zhaozhi's breathing became more rapid, he put his head against the cold wall, hesitated for a long time, and then stretched out his hand...

It was almost an hour before Lin Zhaozhi walked out of the bathroom.

Ji An is sitting on a chair with Erlang's legs up to eat breakfast.

Seeing Lin Zhaozhi coming out, Ji An raised his eyebrows, "Director Lin, are you going to sleep in the corridor tonight?"

Lin Zhaozhi: "What?"

Ji An smirked: "Don't pretend to be with me, did you do bad things in the bathroom?"

Lin Zhaozhi's ears were red, and his face was still cold: "No."

"Can you stay in the bathroom for forty-five minutes without you? Are you taking a shower or shed your skin?"

The author has something to say

This is the legendary... Straight guy picking up?

Lin Zhaozhi: Unexpectedly, I also have a time when the speed of light slaps my face.