Cross the passers-by: The male god opens the door and sends the plug-in!

Chapter 22: Young Idols (27)

Cuomo admitted it was difficult and simple to have an impulse towards Yuechen. He just unconsciously let go of his clenched lips before being kissed gently.

……

Before the end, Yuechen looked at the sleeping person beside him, and suddenly reached out and poked Cumo's cheek lightly.

Very soft, not at all the same as the usual expressionless.But from the very beginning, he knew that this person had a soft heart.

Yue Chen hugged his thin waist and rubbed childishly.

In fact, not only did he dream of the bully, but he also dreamed of taking a quiet nap with Cumo in the lazy afternoon sun, with him pillowed on Cumo's lap and Cumo reading a book.

I also dreamed of being rejected by Cuomo lightly. After the rejection, Cuomo disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

After waking up that time, I suddenly felt an urge to hold on tightly.

Yuechen pursed his lips, and said, "I really like you."

Cumo fell asleep and didn't respond, Yuechen was fine, leaned over, bent his phoenix eyes, and said something again.

Facing the furtive confession to the sleeping Cumo, Yuechen seemed to be addicted, saying it once or twice was not enough, and the smile in his tone became stronger and stronger.

until--

"……Be quiet."

Cumo, who was supposed to be sound asleep, suddenly spoke.

Yuechen was startled, and then he blushed a little and became hot. He knew that he was so easy when he acted recklessly just now, as if he had rehearsed it in his mind many times.

But being caught for his foolish confession made him unconsciously embarrassed.

Yue Chen pursed his lips, and it took a long time before he replied in a low voice, "Oh."

Then she still hugged him, with a satisfied smile on her lips, closed her eyes and obediently stopped talking.

The extreme excitement was forced to cool down, and just as he was about to fall asleep, Yuechen seemed to hear a half-commitment that seemed to have been considered for a long time.

"I'll try my best to respond, go to sleep."

Hearing this, he gave a soft, almost inaudible "hmm", and then fell into a peaceful and sweet dreamland.

Cuomo is really a nice guy.

No waves, no waves, cold and gentle.

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after that.

It didn't take long for Yuechen to recover from his cold, which made Cuomo couldn't help wondering if he had lied to others before.

I started shooting again, and the progress was caught up very quickly. One month passed quickly, and the drama was finished.

The actors in this cooperation are all good actors, even if they are not from majors, they all have a professional attitude.

The chief director was extremely satisfied, the finale banquet was held grandly and luxuriously, it was a real celebration.

Cumo was surrounded by several young people to ask for advice, and his calm and introverted white appearance made him wish he could bring people back to overwhelm him now.

Yuechen watched secretly from the side, maintaining a charming smile - declined the colleagues who tried to drink again.

Finally got a chance, found an excuse, pulled Cuomo and bid farewell to the chief director.

Before the chief director had time to persuade him to stay, he saw people leaving like a breeze. He sighed, and as expected, he saw a large group of girls in the hall all showing no more nostalgia in their eyes.

Fortunately, there was another person who came to the rescue. After seeing Luo Xu, whose figure was comparable to that of a model, he quickly raised a kind smile: "Come on, little Luo, come here."

Luo Xu pursed his lips, because he was late for something, he glanced around indifferently, seemingly inadvertently.

"Director." He smiled politely and offered a glass of wine.

He didn't care about being dragged into chatting. After both of them drank a lot, the director suddenly mentioned it drunkenly: "Little Luo, do you still have any objections to Cuomo?"

(End of this chapter)