PUBG Online Romance of the Century

Lu Xiuhe is not stupid. Zuo Zheng's autograph pen and his pass will not cause any serious problems at first glance, and 80% of them are not in it.

Also, although illegitimate meals are difficult to prevent, the assistant beside Zuo Zhe is not leucorrhea. After such a long time, even if there is, it must have been dealt with. With such simple logic, he just didn't think of it.

His heart calmly returned, and then he felt embarrassed afterwards.

"Well, I gave it to others." Lu Xiuhe said, "Since you are fine, then I ..."

boom.

The door in front was shut relentlessly.

Lu Xiuhe froze, his eyes widened--

Uncle Lu has never been aggrieved by being hung up and eating behind closed doors.

This is put in junior high school, just because of his little temper, Zuo Xun wants to eat fists! !!

You should be glad that Uncle Lu is old and his temper is getting better ...

Lu Xiuhe was thinking in his heart, in fact, he did not even dare to knock on the door.

Forget it, anyway, knowing that people are all right.

He turned around and was about to leave. He heard another loud sound behind him. Before he could react, he felt that the back collar was being dragged by. He lost weight and almost fell on the left side.

"Fuck ... are you addicted to dragging your collar ????"

The hotel is arranged by the reception staff at Manyang. Although it is not a suite, it is also a luxurious standard room.

Zuo Zhe was dark and threw the person onto the sofa. He sat on the small sofa next to him. After the back was supported by objects, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Xiuhe looked around. The room was clean, not to mention everyone else, not even many items.

He turned his head: "You ..."

I saw Zuo Yan lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, his chest breathing fluctuating, and he looked uncomfortable.

Lu Xiuhe's ruthless words that he wanted to put away were immediately taken back, and even lowered with a voice: "... Are you stunned?"

Zuo Xun didn't answer him, it seemed to calm his mind.

Lu Xiuhe is well-developed, and likes to play basketball. He also has a few flesh. He just dragged so much, and it may not have any effect to change, but until now, it has used his whole body strength.

Just because he was not strong enough, Lu Xiuhe left.

Lu Xiuhe remembered that the temperature of the back of the fingers that touched his neck when the collar was just pulled was not right.

He got up and put the back of his hand on his left forehead.

Scary hot.

"You have a fever!"

"I know." Zuo Yan's voice was a bit weak, "I don't need you to speak so loudly."

"No, you are also a big star, why are they all burned like this, and no staff member stays to take care of you?" Lu Xiuhe got up, looked around, and finally found the kettle.

He stopped just a few steps later, the hotel kettle was too dirty to use.

Zuo You laughed at himself: "What a big star I am."

He held up his eyelids and just saw Lu Xiuhe walking towards the door. The fatigue faded in an instant. He supported to stand up. "Where are you going?"

"Go find some hot water. The hotel's kettle is too dirty," Lu Xiuhe said. "Even if nobody cares about you ... should I buy you medicine?"

"On the bookcase."

"Have you eaten?"

"No."

"Little children know that they need to take medicine when they are sick. Why are you still waiting to be fed when you are so old ..." I bought it for you. "

Zuo Zhe looked at him without blinking, but said, "Be sure to come back."

If it was something else, Lu Xiuhe might have slipped away.

He said, "Just rest assured, I didn't owe you money and I won't run away."

Zuo Yu's eyes were suspicious, but he still didn't believe him, and finally said, "Take the card from the shoe cabinet, and it will save me to open the door in a moment."

Lu Xiuhe didn't think about it, oh, he picked up the card and went out.

Five minutes later, the doorbell rang again, and the assistant came in with a piece of food: "Brother, you have bought the food, you can eat it no matter how uncomfortable, you can't starve your stomach."

"On the shoe cabinet," Zuo said, "you go back first."

The assistant took off his shoes and said, "Go back? What's the matter? You're all burned like this ..."

"Someone will come to take care of me." Zuo Yan raised his eyes, the meaning was obvious, "You are inconvenient."

"!!!"

"Brother, aren't you ... when ?!" the assistant exclaimed. "No matter what, you can't bring people here, we will drive away a few illegitimate meals, if she is seen ... ... "

Zuo Yan said: "I have the right size. Go back to your room and keep it. He will leave when he sees you."

As soon as Lu Xiuhe entered the door, he saw the hot porridge on the shoe cabinet. Before he could ask, Zuo Zong lazily said, "I ordered a takeaway."

"Oh." Lu Xiuhe brought the porridge to him by the way, and shook the new kettle in his hand. "I'll wash it."

After that, he took out a thermometer from the small plastic bag at hand, "You clip it and see if it burns seriously."

Zuo Zuo was sitting still. For the sake of comfort, he hung his legs on the coffee table and raised his eyes and said, "No pinch."

"... sandwiched."

Zuo Yan looked at him with his head tilted: "I can't raise my hand."

This deceptive look saw Lu Xiu and a headache.

His seven-year-old nephew would raise the thermometer by himself.

He snorted, bent down, and held the left side's wrist: "Don't move."

Lu Xiuhe put his hands up and was putting the thermometer in, and Zuo Xuan suddenly lowered his head and his lips touched his ears.

"Where are you coming from now?" Zuo Yan asked hoarsely, "Fan representative?"

Lu Xiuyi Yiyi: "... you can say this, you are sandwiched."

"Don't you dislike me?" Left left elbow hung on the arm of the chair, his voice was lazy, and he didn't mean to drop his hand.

Lu Xiuhe said, "You are sandwiched first."

"Why are you arguing with me for me?" Zuo asked him, "I'm still here to pick up the plane, and now come to my room ... Lu Xiuhe, what are you thinking?"

"What can I think of ..." Lu Xiu and his ears were hot, urging him, "Hurry up, the water is boiling."

Zuo Zhe had a pain in the back of his head and was afraid to force people away.

He stared at Lu Xiu and watched for a long time before he slowly clamped the thermometer.

Lu Xiu stood up and fled, and turned away: "You eat something first, and then you take the medicine."

The TV is on, and a new anti-Japanese drama is playing on it. Lu Xiuhe is sitting on the sofa, watching Zuo You slowly drinking porridge, wondering when to leave.

"Why." He didn't raise his head, "Want to leave?"

...... Are you a fairy?

"... It's not." Lu Xiuhe took out his mobile phone and said to himself, "I'll go to the fan group and give them peace."

"Don't go," Zuo said. "Let them know you're here for me? Do you want to be killed as an illegitimate meal?"

Lu Xiuhe hesitated and stopped: "But you haven't posted Weibo to explain the situation, everyone is very worried ..."

Zuo Yan narrowed his eyes: "The company didn't send it on purpose."

"why?"

"It's miserable." Zuo Yan said flatly. "Fans are worried about me. If the company operates again, it will be searchable at night."

"..." Too true.

Lu Xiuhe thought for a while, "Otherwise you use your own Weibo to post one? Just send a‘ Nothing ’, anyway, your Weibo posts can be searched.”

"No."

Lu Xiuhe said, "... Are you forced to sell miserably?"

Zuo Zhan took a meal and continued to bow down to drink porridge.

"I don't want to, and I don't want to, but I can't."

Lu Xiuhe didn't understand what the twists and turns were saying: "What do you mean?"

Zuo Yan said, "I don't care what Weibo that post will post, what ads to forward, what news to like."

Lu Xiuhe snorted immediately.

During this period of fandom, he was not foolish. Naturally, I heard that the artist's Weibo is managed by someone, but I didn't expect it to reach this level.

Lu Xiuhe asked: "Is the incident of illegitimate meals spread by the company?"

"No," Zuo said, "a few people came in the afternoon, but the assistant had experience and was quickly driven away."

"Are you not injured?"

"It hurts." Zuo left him, suddenly raised his hand, and put his shirt on. "You see?"

Lu Xiu and his subconscious looked only to the shape of the abdominal muscles and the familiar scar, but nothing else: "Where?"

As soon as the word was spit out, Zuozuo raised his corner of the mouth and smiled.

He then reacted to being tricked, blushing and shocked, "Fuck ... you're too showy, quickly put on your clothes."

Zuo Xun burned to thirty-nine degrees, and Lu Xiuhe looked at it decisively and did not let him sit anymore, and dragged people into the bedroom.

He put the person on the bed, bent over over the left chin, and was going to pick up the bedding on the other side. Due to the movement, his clothes drooped, revealing a large gap.

Zuo Xun burned and didn't forget to put his hands in it, clinging to Lu Xiuhe's abdomen.

Lu Xiuhe was startled by the scalding, and hurriedly followed the next two steps, clutching his clothes tightly, panicking, "Zuo Xun, have you burnt something wrong?"

Zuo Xuan lowered his hand, his cheeks were red because of a fever, and his eyes were sparkling: "Is something wrong with you?"

"..."

It's not that he didn't know how easy Zuo Zheng was, but he was very nervous every time he heard it.

"Don't say this, okay." Lu Xiu said with a little begging, "I'll put a quilt on you, don't **** ... touch me."

Zuo Yan looked straight at him without saying a word.

Lu Xiuhe covered her hem of her clothes, bent down again, and pulled the quilt over to the left side.

Covering the quilt, he was about to let go of his breath, and suddenly his collar was pulled suddenly, and Lu Xiu was caught by surprise, and lost his focus and went down. Before he could react, his lips were kissed.

I fuck.

Fuck is still here? !!

Lu Xiu and subconsciously wanted to avoid, who knew that Zuo Xun responded faster than him. Two hands immediately went behind him, holding his neck and pressing his back, holding him as hard as he could. Stuck on himself.

Lu Xiuhe was worried that a big man would be indifferent to his hands and feet, hurting the patient, and he dared not move in a few strokes. Before long, he completely lost his consciousness, and his mouth was completely occupied by the left concubine.

Zuo Xun's lips and tongue were hot, and some bitterness of medicine remained. He entangled Lu Xiuhe's tongue over and over again, and the enemy retreated, just not letting the other person hide.

Lu Xiuhe was fainted by the kiss, and he did not know how long before he was finally released.

Zuo Yan was panting, his eyes were dark, and he rushed in front of Lu Xiuhe: "Lu Xiuhe, if you don't like me, stay away from me."

"You can't refuse me and get closer to me. Don't try to hang me."

Lu Xiu and Ming clearly thought of the swearing words, and looked at his anger-bearing look, and suddenly forgot to be clean.

Hey no, wasn't it strong to be kissed by yourself? Why did he say it from his left mouth, but it seemed like he was wrong?

He opened his mouth for a long time before he said, "I didn't want to hang you ..."

"Then why did you call me?"

"I didn't hear that you were attacked by an illegitimate meal ..."

"Even if it is true, that has nothing to do with you."

Lu Xiuhe hesitated, but couldn't answer.

Passing the kiss, Zuo Yan's tone was very cold: "I pretended to be a demon to lie to you. If you can't accept it, you can hit me or stay away from me."

Lu Xiuhe felt that Zuo Yan was very reasonable and could not refute.

He did think that way at first.

But how the **** did he get into Zuo's support team?

For a long time, he finally found a reason: "Isn't this ... sucked by you?"

"Also," he suddenly remembered, "you have **** new boyfriends, and messing with your loved ones, are you too scum?"

Zuo Yan frowned: "What new boyfriend?"

Lu Xiuhe said, "Just the one in the game. It's with you."

"That's Xu Min. He lost a bet with others and was forced to change."

Xu Min is pz's oldest sister.

Zuo Yan raised an eyebrow. "So that day, you are willing to enter the room because ... saw me playing a game with him?"

Lu Xiuhe hesitated and quickly waved his hand: "No, I just went in by mistake!"

"No, you're jealous." Zuo looked at his horns, as if he had caught some life-saving straw. "Lu Xiuhe, you like me."

"..."

Zuo Yan made a swallowing movement, resisting the discomfort in his throat, repeating with a dumb throat, "You like me."

"..."

Lu Xiuhe sighed heavily, he said, "I like you ..."

The eyelids of the left side of the eye suddenly brightened.

"You dance so beautifully, rap is slippery, the game is good, and you work hard." Lu Xiuhe read him a long list of good, "So ... I admire you, you are the first star I chase Then. "

Zuo Xuan's eyes became a little bit cold, and even the strength on his hands was a little loose.

Lu Xiuhe scratched his head and couldn't bear to look at him: "But that's like idols. I ... Zuo Ye, I really don't like men, I never thought of being with a man."

In the end, Lu Xiuhe's voice was almost inaudible.

But Zuo Yan heard it clearly.

The bedroom was quiet for half a minute, and Lu Xiuhe stood still, feeling numbness in his back and uncomfortable in his heart.

The man on the bed was expressionless, but he always felt that he was about to cry.

Lu Xiuhe: "I ..."

Suddenly the clothes slackened, and the expression on the left was restored within a few seconds. Except for the tide infrared that the temperature brought to the cheeks, almost nothing could be seen.

He put his hand back on the quilt, and suddenly turned around, lying with Lu Xiu on his back, and said dumbly, "I see."

Lu Xiuhe looked at his back, panic acid in his throat: "Left left ..."

"I already drank the porridge and took the medicine," Zuo said, "It's okay to sleep again, thank you for your concern."

"..." Lu Xiuhe was at a loss, "Zuo Xun, can't we be friends? I'm not good, I'm not handsome, and I'm not handsome. Why do you like me?"

"You go back."

Lu Xiuhe really didn't know what to say. He stood silly for a long time before extruding from his throat: "... then take a good rest."

The mobile phone kept shaking in his pocket. He didn't need to guess and knew the news of the support party. He subconsciously blurted out, "The fans discussed it very well. Would you like to take a look ..."

"Lu Xiuhe." Zuo Xuan interrupted him.

"what."

"Don't be my fan."

Lu Xiu and his mobile phone motion.

"I don't lack you as a fan." Zuo Yan closed his eyes, his voice was very soft. "You let me go, take off the powder."

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