"Don't move." Zhan Kongqing said.
"...I didn't move." Cen Yu turned around, "Are you hallucinating in your head?"
Which eye saw him moving?
Zhan Kongqing frowned, wondering how Cen Yu could talk nonsense so confidently.
His fingers slid along Cen Yu's back again, and Cen Yu's body suddenly twisted again——
"..." Cen Yu.
"..." Zhan Kongqing.
"This is the same as a knee-jerk reaction." Cen Yu turned around and explained, "Subjectively, I don't want to move at all."
Zhan Kongqing was too lazy to argue with Cen Yu. He took a closer look at the straps that were wrapped like headphone cords that had been in his pocket for three days, and simply found a pair of scissors in his suitcase.
With the knife in his hand, he cut off the strap wrapped around Cen Yu's waist.
Of course, Cen Yu saw Zhan Kongqing's movements and heard the "click" sound when the straps were cut. He hesitated for a while before deciding to speak, "I have no money."
Zhan Kongqing first understood what Cen Yu meant, and when he understood that Cen Yu meant "I don't have money to pay if my clothes are broken," he almost laughed angrily at Cen Yu.
He put the scissors on the table aside, "I have money."
Of course, this was an angry remark.
Unlike young masters like Jiang Jueming and Li Yanxiao, Zhan Kongqing's script is beautiful, powerful and tragic.
The conditions at home are really bad...
The reason for participating in the draft in the first place is so simple that it makes people cry——
The program team persuaded that as long as they participated in the draft, they would receive a box lunch, and as the draft progressed, the contestants would also be given a share of the filming of some product placements.
Zhan Kongqing was originally tempted by the lunch box. After hearing that he could get advertising shares, he decided to participate politely without hesitation.
However, although he did not deliberately act miserable, poverty is something that is as difficult to cover up as a cough, especially when some players in the group are from well-off families, but Zhan Kongqing has always been like Qingzhu, neither humble nor arrogant, and he did not deliberately cover up himself in financial distress.
Marketing accounts also dug up the situation at home, adding a touch of beauty, strength and misery to him.
——And the persona of "debt recipient".
Cen Yu thought.
I guess Zhan Kongqing doesn’t even know it himself!
In fan fiction, he is always the one who owes debts, sometimes he owes millions, and sometimes he owes countless zeros!
And Zhan Kongqing has to face the robbery of other members because of his debts...
Cen Yu looked at Zhan Kongqing's cold face and thought that she was worthy of being the protagonist's best friend. She was indeed as beautiful as a fairy.
Although Zhan Kongqing is not as eye-catching as Li Yanxiao's height of 187, he is actually quite tall...
Cen Yu sat on the edge of his bed and watched Zhan Kongqing put down the scissors and then began to take off his clothes.
He originally thought that Zhan Kongqing would look like a fragile beauty just like him, but after seeing the muscle lines on her abdomen, he suddenly felt——
wrong.
He squinted his eyes and took a closer look at Zhan Kongqing, and saw that the other person's muscles were tight. Although his figure looked tall, he was actually not slender after taking off his clothes.
Perhaps Cen Yu's gaze was too obvious. After Zhan Kongqing took off his clothes halfway, he turned sideways uncomfortably. He looked up at Cen Yu and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"...How do you train those muscles?" Cen Yu got straight to the point, "It's pretty awesome."
Zhan Kongqing paused when he heard this.
He looked at Cen Yu who was sitting on the edge of the bed and looking up at him.
He was still wearing the clothes from the performance. When the straps around his waist were cut off, the clothes fell loosely on Cen Yu's body.
The collar on the front of the dress was extremely high, just stuck on Cen Yu's Adam's apple, giving people an impression of abstinence.
But Zhan Kongqing clearly knew what kind of scenery was behind the clothes, the gap two fingers wide... Cen Yu sat lazily on the bedside with his hands on his sides. If he were standing behind him, he would look down at him. .
You can roughly see from the line of your neck to the waistline in your pants.
Or it's not impossible that it's something more extreme.
Zhan Kongqing threw his shirt aside on his bed. He looked up at Cen Yu and said, "Work."
"Working?" Cen Yu seemed to be a little interested, "What kind of work do you do?"
Zhan Kongqing looked at Cen Yu, wondering if he was pretending to be stupid or if he really had never paid attention to him.
His family background is something that has been discussed countless times in the show. Even if he doesn't want to be miserable, the show team often feels that this is a gimmick - the poor man's self-esteem and little sense of privacy are almost the least needed. s things.
Not to mention in this kind of fame and fortune.
His poverty became a prop to attract attention.
Even though Zhan Kongqing was tired of all this in his heart, he had to cooperate with the show crew's performance because he was really short of money.
But at this moment, when looking at Cen Yu's almost innocent question, some unspeakable emotions inevitably rose in Zhan Kongqing's heart... He did not put on a new top, but just left his upper body naked. , walked up to Cen Yu.
Cen Yu didn't seem to understand why he came over suddenly.
But Zhan Kongqing just lowered his eyes and looked at Cen Yu, "Aren't you curious how I can practice?"
He looked at Cen Yu, "Can you take a closer look?"
…
Facing the abdominal muscles that almost hit him, Cen Yu subconsciously avoided his sight.
A few seconds later——
Forget it, why don't you look at it again?
He looked carefully at Zhan Kongqing's tight abdominal muscles. He didn't expect that the protagonist's best friend was so powerful?
His eyes followed the line of Zhan Kongqing's abdomen and slowly came to the opponent's chest and his expressionless face. "You've practiced well."
"So how do you practice?"
Zhan Kongqing looked at Cen Yu's expression when he looked up at him, as well as the two moles under his eyes.
When Cen Yu spoke, he could clearly see the other person's tongue...
"Working on the construction site." Zhan Kongqing said.
"Moving cement."
Perhaps because this matter was a gimmick and the program crew had mentioned it many times, when Cen Yu just asked him, he thought the other party was pretending to be stupid.
But look now...
Cen Yu seemed to really not know.
Zhan Kongqing looked at Cen Yu's "appreciative" look mixed with "I also want to practice like this", and finally stepped back.
He returned to his bed, found the top he had just taken out and put it on, and then looked back at Cen Yu, "...Since we will all sleep together in the future."
"It's better to set some rules first."
Cen Yu was not surprised by Zhan Kongqing's suggestion.
After all, in the original work, Zhan Kongqing is a person who has his own ideas and cares about the rules.
He stood up, turned his back to Zhan Kongqing and took off his performance clothes... The glitter made his cold white complexion even more eye-catching under the light.
The next second, Cen Yu put on the sweatshirt he took out, blocking Zhan Kongqing's view.
