My Dragon

The author has something to say: To summarize the fifth chapter, Nan Huailin thought he slept in Fei Zheng, but in fact slept in Philadelphia, and Philadelphia was drunk, thinking that he was dreaming, so it was just sauce. Thanks for your support and see you tomorrow.

Fei Zheng lay on him, panting heavily.

Nan Huailin was pressured by him to breathe, but he didn't dare to let him go down, so he could only stand in a stalemate.

The gasp gradually subsided, and Fei Zheng whispered in his ear: "I will come to my dream tomorrow night, okay?"

He thought... all this was just a dream?

Nan Huailin was in such a mess, it seemed that a hundred villains were arguing in his head, and their heads were about to explode.

But he must make a quick decision: stay or leave.

Staying, and when Fei Zheng wakes up, he can get what he wants, get the opportunity he wants, and change his life.

Leave, then all this will stay in the dream, as if nothing has happened, continue to struggle hard.

Fei Zheng's breathing quickly became even and long, and he should have fallen asleep.

"President Fei?" Nan Huailin tentatively shouted in a low voice.

There is no answer.

Leave.

Nanhuai Lin made a decisive decision.

He couldn't do it after all, in exchange for opportunities in this way.

In that case, what is the difference between him and Shi Yan.

Nan Huai Lin hugged Fei Zheng's waist, used all the remaining strength, turned over, turned the positions of the two people upside down, let go, and carefully got down from Fei Zheng, covered him with a quilt, then climbed out of the bed and stepped on When I reached a cold thing, I bent over and fumbled. It was a mobile phone. I pressed the HOME button and the screen turned on. This is Fei Zheng's mobile phone.

Nan Huailin adjusted to a moment before regaining a little blurry vision. Using the faint light on the phone screen, he found his clothes and pants, crept out of the bedroom in his arms, and gently closed the door.

Get dressed quickly, touch your pocket, the phone is still there.

Nan Huai Lin ran away as if to escape.

The rain is still falling.

He doesn't have an umbrella, so he can only get in the rain.

The cold icy rain patted his face indiscriminately, and he couldn't help shaking with the cold.

He wanted to take a taxi, but was a little reluctant to pay the expensive fare, so he had to walk quickly to the subway station.

Fortunately, the subway has not stopped.

When he got into the car, he stood wet in front of the opposite car door, like a chicken.

His embarrassment was reflected in the glass.

Nan Huailin pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled to himself.

It's ugly.

When I got home, I took off my wet clothes and took a hot bath. I didn't care about food, so I went to bed.

No matter how bad the situation is, when the body is tired to a certain degree, it is always easy to fall asleep.

Nan Huailin is most satisfied with this point.

·

Philadelphia was sleeping soundly when the quilt was suddenly lifted.

He hates being disturbed while sleeping, and scolds without opening his eyes: "Fuck! I fucking..."

Suddenly it got stuck.

He saw a poker face that was colder than the Antarctic glacier.

"Brother, you're back." In an instant, Philadelphia changed from a big bad wolf with its teeth and claws to a docile little sheep. He silently pulled the quilt back, and said with a smile: "Why don't you say a word when you come back, so I can pick you up at the airport." Ah."

Fei Zheng looked at him blankly: "Who allowed you to sleep in my bed? You still sleep naked? Where is the smell?"

Philadelphia lifted the quilt and glanced at it.

Damn, he is really naked.

"No, I didn't..." He could not tell, he explained vaguely, "I was drunk yesterday, but...I don't usually sleep naked...Really."

"Who did you drink with?" Fei Zheng asked.

"Shen Chong." Philadelphia answered honestly.

Shen Chong finished the filming yesterday and had a round with several actors from the crew, and called Philadelphia over.

Everyone is a fun person. Philadelphia drank too much if he didn't pay attention. He didn't even know how he came to his brother.

"It seems that he is too idle." Fei Zheng turned and walked out, "Ten minutes for you to wash it out."

"What?" Philadelphia asked, sitting up.

"Follow me to the company."

"I'm not going!" Philadelphia yelled.

Fei Zheng turned around and looked over.

Philadelphia's arrogance instantly weakened, and he whispered: "The injury on my face is not healed yet."

"Ten minutes for you, don't let me say it a third time." Fei Zheng went out without saying this.

Philadelphia murmured a curse, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom.

When taking a bath, I remembered the spring dream last night.

It's okay to even have two spring dreams, but it's a bit interesting that the protagonists of the two spring dreams are the same person.

It was just a glance at the ass. Although the **** is indeed white, round and curled, it shouldn't be thought of like this, right? It's a little bit hopeless.

Do you want to really hook up?

But that was Shen Chong's prey.

Forget it.

Suddenly it occurred to him that he slept naked last night. Wouldn't it be a shot on the bed?

It would be bad if Fei Zheng's clean freak knew about it, so he had to destroy the scene quickly.

Philadelphia made a quick battle. After taking a five-minute shower, he brushed his teeth, wrapped a bath towel around his waist, and opened the quilt to see that there was indeed a dried white spot on the bed sheet. I was about to remove the bed sheet and suddenly listened. To Fei Zheng, he said, "Hurry up and get dressed."

Philadelphia hurriedly put the quilt down and said with a smile: "Brother, my clothes are in the hotel, you lend me my clothes."

Fei Zheng said: "Go to the cloakroom to pick it yourself."

Fei Zheng was already in a suit and leather shoes, tall and handsome, but he was full of coldness and awe-inspiring power, and he was a cold face with no expression at his own brother.

Philadelphia is not afraid in this world, the only thing he is afraid of is his brother Fei Zheng. Since childhood, his brother has never been soft in beating him. In order to overthrow his brother’s tyrant dictatorship, Philadelphia madly practiced various fighting skills in the second phase. However, after being ruthlessly crushed by dozens of times, Philadelphia finally succumbed to his brother’s suit pants. Next, decided to be a good baby. But after breathing the free air of the American emperor for a few years, Philadelphia wants to restore his wild nature again, and the fake person of the good-looking baby has a tendency to collapse more and more.

Philadelphia changed quickly and came out.

Fei Zheng glanced at him and said nothing.

The little carrot head that had only reached his chest is now as tall as him, and he looks like an adult in his clothes.

"How is it?" Philadelphia put on a pose, "isn't it handsome?"

Fei Zheng gave him a look in his own eyes and walked out.

"Brother," Philadelphia followed obediently, "to discuss something with you."

"No discussion." Fei Zheng did not listen, and directly rejected.

Philadelphia tweeted: "Look at you, I haven't said anything yet, don't rush SayNo."

Fei Zheng glanced at him obliquely: "From today, you are Ming Xi's artist director. You have to do it if you want, and you have to do it if you don't want to."

Philadelphia stopped: "I don't want to go to work in Mingxi!"

Fei Zheng stopped and looked at him: "Then what do you want to do?"

Philadelphia choked for a while: "...I haven't thought about it yet."

Fei Zheng moved: "Then don't talk nonsense."

Philadelphia shook his fists into the air a few times, and his teeth tickled with hatred.

·

Sitting on the subway, Nan Huailin only felt a headache.

After a rain, he had a very unfortunate fever.

After breakfast, he went to the small clinic next to his home to get a fever-reducing injection, and his **** still hurt a little now.

Faint all the way, to Fei Zheng's house, cheer up and work.

Start with the bedroom.

The clothes were thrown on the floor and the bed was messy.

Can't help but think of last night's entanglement, the already feverish face is even more hot.

Nan Huailin took all the sheets and quilts off, and sent them to the dry cleaners in the community together with the clothes to be washed. After he came back, he washed the underwear by hand—it was strange for him to wash the underwear for men other than Shiyan for the first time. It was awkward, and he had a one-night stand with this man, and it felt even stranger-after washing and drying, began to clean.

Hannibal is very clingy. He will follow wherever he goes. Nan Huailin thinks it gets in the way and is embarrassed to drive him away, for fear of hurting his fragile little mind. Sometimes the feelings of animals are more delicate than that of humans, and they are easily hurt.

The morning passed quickly in the non-stop busyness.

I went out for lunch and forced myself to eat it even though I had no appetite. When I came back, I was so dizzy that I walked and shook my head, and I felt that my forehead burned even more severely.

I really want to sleep in bed, but no, he hasn't finished his work yet. Today is the first day that Mr. Fei returns. He must perform well.

Nanhuai Lin Qiang cheered up and continued the unfinished work.

Because of the lack of energy, the efficiency was low, and it was not completed until after seven o'clock. He checked it again and ran away from Fei Zheng's home before eight o'clock.

On the subway, the phone rang.

After taking a look, it was Shen Chong calling.

Nan Huailin hung up directly, and then threw Shen Chong's number into the blacklist, and accompanied Shi Yan.

·

"Damn! Hang up my phone!" Shen Chong called again, but couldn't get through.

A pair of long legs in Philadelphia stood on a desk, and boringly flipped through the artist profile in his hand: "Don't you just put a hot face on a person's cold ass? You guys are all embarrassed for you. People obviously don't treat you that way. Meaning, I don't care about it."

"Shut up," Shen Chong didn't fight, "If it wasn't for you to mess up, I would have gotten him home."

"What's the matter if you go to the house?" Philadelphia smiled disapprovingly. "People don't want you to be able to bow down?"

"I don't want him to kiss me that day? I want to play with me, and I want to play with me. This is, Ya is a little **** who is pure and innocent." Shen Chong was too lazy to break this with him, and turned the article directly: "It's all fast It's eight o'clock, can't you withdraw? Your brother got off work early, who do you show to?"

The Mayor of Philadelphia sighed: "My brother ordered me to go home. I really don't want to live with him. I can't breathe even thinking about it." He flew towards Shen Chong with a sniper, "It's all **** complaining about you, yesterday. Why did you send me to my brother late? I was caught by him this morning."

"Fuck, I'm more wronged than Dou E, obviously you yelled about your Hannibal and asked me to send you home. You blame me now, it's really interesting."

Philadelphia touched his nose.

He drank a piece last night and can't remember anything.

"Hey, the performance is called Nan Huailin, right?" Philadelphia pulled the topic back.

"Well, what's the matter?"

Philadelphia threw a stack of materials that had been turned over twice on the table: "I didn't see his materials. Isn't he bluffing under the banner of Mingxi?"

Shen Chong said: "I heard that he had a conflict with He Dinghong and was about to terminate the contract with Ming Xi, so He Dinghong didn't submit his information."

It is rare in Philadelphia to have a gossip: "He is a little actor who is a little bit bigger and less famous, what contradictions can he have with his agent?"

"Do you remember talking about it?" Shen Chong sat down on his desk arrogantly, "We played twice together."

Philadelphia thought for a while: "The small opening of GB Group?"

Shen Chong nodded: "I want to talk about Nan Huailin and ask He Dinghong to pimp, but who knows Nan Huailin refused. The pimp was not pulled up and his face was stretched. He Dinghong appointed him to be angry, and Nan Huailin is not stupid. Knowing that he has no future in Mingxi, it is better to terminate the contract and make a living instead of doing it."

Philadelphia found it very strange: "I was puzzled. The entertainment industry has become so much more beautiful. Why are you so indifferent and fall in love with him? What's so special about him? Tell me about it."

Shen Chong hooked his lips and smiled: "When I first heard about this gossip, I thought it was incredible. At most, I thought he had a good figure and had a cocked butt. He wanted to sleep twice to vent his fire. It’s too exaggerated. I don’t think this person is eye-opening. Maybe this is the love of radish and cabbage."

Philadelphia snorted and said, "I think this agent with the surname He is not something."

Shen Chong sneered: "I said he was an agent and praised him. Ah is a pimp. The usual trick is to let the artist under his hand accompany him to eat and drink to sleep with him. It's not a **** thing."

Philadelphia said: "I suddenly had an idea."

Shen Chong asked: "What do you think?"

"I can't tell you," Philadelphia stood up. "Let's go and eat."

"After dinner, go with my buddy for a massage," Shen Chong hugged him. "Recently, I'm so **** tired, and I feel my muscles are stiff."

"Okay," Philadelphia said, "but I have to find a clean place."

"You put a hundred and twenty hearts, wherever you go, buddy will be better."

Two people took the elevator downstairs.

On the first floor, the elevator door opened, and both of them were a little stunned when they saw the people standing outside the door.

Nan Huailin didn't expect to meet Shen Chong on a narrow road, and was in a dilemma for a while.

He received a call from He Dinghong when he was transferring to Line 1. The other party said in a good voice that he would come to the company and discuss with him if he had something to do. He wants to terminate the contract with Ming Xi, but after all, he hasn't terminated the contract yet. He is still the artist under He Dinghong's contract, so he has to come.

But while waiting for the elevator, Nan Huailin felt too uncomfortable. His body was hot and cold, dizzy, his legs were soft, his bottoming shirt was soaked in cold sweat, and the whole person was confused.

Philadelphia and Shen Chong walked out of the elevator.

Master Shen Chongxing asked: "Why don't you answer my phone?"

Nan Huailin saw Shen Chong's lips move, but his ears buzzed, and he couldn't make out what he was talking about.

In an instant, his legs softened and he fell to the ground suddenly.

Philadelphia's eyes were quick and quick, and he immediately reached out and put his arms around him.

Nan Huai Lin glanced at him blindly, and then his consciousness sank into the boundless darkness.