Chapter77.

Li Mu was tortured to death by him. If he hadn't known that he was asleep, he would have thought it was intentional, and his feet were pressed against it, soft and motionless, but the stimulation brought was completely unimaginable.

Li Mu's breathing gradually became heavier.

After a while, he held his calves and took his feet away. His self-control prevented him from waking up Zhuang Qin at this time. He couldn't see Zhuang Qin's shadow at the moment. He knew that he was hard and tiring to record, so he performed three roles in three different scripts a day, and even met his opponent deliberately making things difficult and accused him on the stage.

Even his child's personality couldn't help but refute it on the stage, and you can imagine how aggrieved it was.

But when I met tonight, he didn't complain about it. Li Mu asked him if it was hard to record the show. He said it was not hard, said that the mentor and the contestants were good, and said that Director Zeng gave him the opportunity to watch his crew filming up close.

Li Mu took some time to take off Zhuang Qin's coat. He wanted to take off all the other cloaks on his body and change them to a bathrobe, but he unbuttoned a few buttons for him, and his skin was faintly visible underneath. Li Mu found that he was completely looking for trouble.

He stopped and had to go into the bathroom and took a cold shower.

Half an hour later, he came out wrapped in a bath towel, Li Mu stood beside the bed, looking down at his sleeping face with the light source of the bathroom with the door open, and Zhuang Qin curled himself into a shell with his body sideways.

People make such postures in their sleep, either cold or lack security.

Li Mu squatted down and stared at his obviously thin face in the faint light at a very close distance. His facial lines were soft, his nose was straight, and the curve of his lips was naturally raised. It seemed to be a dream, but perhaps because of his eyebrows and eyes, it made people always feel that he had a lot of things in his heart and had an inexplicable sense of fragility.

Li Mu looked at it for a long time and touched his hair. His fingertips gently stroked his eyebrows and the tip of his nose. When he slashed to his lips, his nose and mouth were breathing at the same time, and the lips were slightly opened, and the fingertips fell into part of it, as if he could use some strength to penetrate.

It was obvious that he had been running around all day, but he was so in a bad mood that Li Mu was not sleepy at all. Later, he got into bed from the other side. He had never had the experience of sleeping in the same bed with anyone, nor did he take the initiative to hug Zhuang Qin because he could not take advantage of others' danger, so he just wanted to take the initiative to roll into his arms when he turned over.

After waiting for a long time, Zhuang Qin's sleeping position remained unchanged and he remained motionless.

Li Mu couldn't hold on, but was tempted silently again. He moved a little inch, and then stopped when he got very close.

He almost greedily smelled the breath on his body, but Li Mu did not reach out to do anything impolite. He closed his eyes and persuaded himself to sleep.

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Early the next morning.

There was no camera knocking on the door and calling Zhuang Qin, and there was no sound of alarm. The battery of the mobile phone sent by the program team had long been exhausted, and the blackout curtains in the hotel bedroom were tightly closed, and there was no gap.

Li Mu woke up long before Zhuang Qin woke up. The two were very tightly close, but they were not hugging each other. However, the child's head was next to one side of his shoulder, and his bent knees touched his body, and occasionally it would rub out of fire.

With such a close physical contact, Li Mu could rub him into his arms with just one hand.

After nine o'clock, Zhuang Qin's biological clock woke him up. He woke up in a blurry way by catching his phone at the head of the bed to watch the time. He fumbled for a while but didn't touch the phone. He closed his eyes and touched the other side, put his hand on the chest of the person beside him, feeling the body temperature and the touch of the skin that was not right. Zhuang Qin half opened his eyes.

In his life, he only had bed with one person. He couldn't see anything clearly in the dull bedroom. He seemed to be back in his dream state, thinking that this was a troupe.

"...Little Knife?" Zhuang Qin shouted in disbelief, and when he took his hand away, he was grabbed.

"Who are you calling?" Li Mu had reactions that all males would appear in the morning, and he didn't care. His voice became a little sexy when he was hoarse at this moment.

Zhuang Qin's eyes opened a little more, as if he was looking at who he was. After a few seconds, he remembered where he was, and the handsome male face in front of him gradually became clear.

"Brother Mu..." he shouted and hesitated, "Why are you with me? Did we sleep together last night?"

"Sleep?" Li Mu's Adam's apple moved and turned his mind around, "You fell asleep in a few minutes. I carried you to the bed, and you held you and didn't let me leave."

Li Mu: "However, this cannot be called sleeping together."

Zhuang Qin rubbed his eyes: "Oh."

Li Mu: "Do you know what sleeping together means?"

"...I know, it's because I'm using the words inappropriately." Zhuang Qin was much sober, surrounded by his warm breath, and felt like he didn't want to move, as if he was in the winter.

He struggled to get up and go to wash. Li Mu also got up and followed him in. The two of them stood in front of the wide sink rinsing their mouths. Li Mu asked, "Who is Xiaodao?"

Zhuang Qin turned his head and said, "Hmm?"

"Little Knife." The bathrobe strap was tied loosely around the waist, her chest was open, and a piece was raised underneath. Li Mu rinsed his mouth expressionlessly, with foam in his teeth, and glanced at him, "You called me so when you woke up."

"Is that true?" Zhuang Qin couldn't remember it clearly.

People always forget the dream of getting up in the morning very quickly, and the admitting mistakes that were like a dream were soon forgotten by him.

Zhuang Qin spit out the toothpaste foam: "Xiaodao is my junior brother, the child of my master and my wife. We grew up together."

"You grow up together," Li Mu paused, "Sleep together?"

"When I was young, the opera troupe had not yet collapsed. Someone sent the children at home to the team to learn opera. There were people living there, both boys and girls. My junior brother and I lived in the same room. The junior brother is younger than me. When he was born, I was about three or four years old. I heard from my master's wife that when he was a child, he wet the bed, and I changed his diapers in the middle of the night to coax him to bed."

Because it was a very small thing, Zhuang Qin himself didn't remember it. If it weren't for the master's wife, he wouldn't know about it at all.

His status in the senior class is very special. Some senior brothers knew that he picked it up, not his own. Xiaodao was raised by him. At first, he thought he was his biological brother. Later, someone told Xiaodao that he was a child he didn't want and threw it to the door of his opera troupe.

I don’t know when it started, but I originally called his brother Xiaodao, but I was only willing to call him the senior brother.

Zhuang Qin took a hold of water with his palm and washed his face casually. When he looked up, he felt a big palm on his head, and he gently rubbed his black hair that was sleeping messyly.

Zhuang Qin looked up at him, but Li Mu didn't say anything. His fingers were down his black hair and pinched his earlobe. Zhuang Qin was so itchy that he hid for a while. Li Mu smiled and said, "Come here."

"What are you doing? Do you still want to touch my ear?"

"Do you know what you did last night?" Li Mu grabbed his arm and took him forward.

"What did I do?" Zhuang Qin remembered, "You said, I will hold you and not let you go."

"Not stop." Li Mu lowered his head, his eyes locked him, and his mouth was filled with a mint coolness.

"I'll take off your socks and kick me."

Take off your socks? Zhuang Qin stayed for a second and immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm not..."

"Shh." Li Mu said, "Say less these three words in the future."

“Which three?”

"If you apologize, don't say anything in the future. You don't need to apologize, you don't need to do this."

Zhuang Qin looked at him and his eyes blinked.

"Whatever you do is right, even if you do something wrong, I'm there."

When Li Mu saw the problem with him, he saw that he was saying thank you and sorry to others all the time. Appropriate terms can be understood as politeness, but if he is too overestimated, he is so careful that he gets used to it.

Li Mu really wants to correct this.

Zhuang Qin understood what he meant and was very grateful, but he didn't take it seriously. Seeing him like this, Li Mu knew that it would not be possible for a while, so he simply hugged his waist and turned the topic: "Do you know where you kicked me last night?"

"Where? Does it hurt?"

"pain."

The belt tied around his waist loosened, and Li Mu held his hand and touched it smoothly. Seeing Zhuang Qin's ears turn red, he said, "I need to comfort me."

Even though there was once before, Zhuang Qin still didn't know what to do. Li Mu said: "If you do it for yourself, just do it for me, just like last time."

"I... rarely do..." It's not exactly, I'm not that keen.

"Are it rare?" Li Mu bit his ear, "Then let's go together."

Zhuang Qin was so itchy that he picked him up. He was all men. Even if he was not keen on, it didn't mean he didn't understand. Li Mu felt his subtle movements and suddenly picked him up. While kissing his lips, he carried him to the bed and pressed him down.

"Don't..." Zhuang Qin shook his head and refused, "I have a line class in the afternoon."

"I still have to go to class?" He pecked Zhuang Qin's soft lips.

"The one I took was Director Zeng taught us a line lesson. His lesson was very useful, and I have to go back."

When Li Mu heard this, he avoided his lips and kissed him, and fell on his neck. Zhuang Qin said again: "The neck will also be exposed."

Li Mu could only avoid his neck and turned down: "Is this OK?"

That kind of secret place is completely a forbidden area. Zhuang Qin stared at the ceiling with beautiful eyes, his body trembling, and his throat couldn't make a sound.

They went into the bathroom to take a shower, and Zhuang Qin changed into new clothes. The room service brought brunch at 11 o'clock. Zhuang Qin found a charger to charge his phone and processed the news one by one.

In a small group that specializes in handling his endorsement affairs, the agent sent new information and found new advertisements. Click to see it. It is a classified information website specializing in real estate, similar to 58.

Sister Wen’s comment on this is: “It’s a bit lowered, but the offer is very high.”

Zhuang Qin was a little moved when he saw the price. Because websites like this do lack brand effect, endorsement is not a good choice, but the bosses of this type of website are often rich and offer very high prices.

He started to look at the endorsement scope of the terms and conditions in the contract, which was basically something that could be understood. Li Mu also helped him read it together: "Do you want to take this?"

Zhuang Qin nodded: "There are 20 million."

Compared with filming an advertisement, it is equivalent to making money by lying down.

An artist wants to make 200 million yuan in two years. Shooting advertisements is the fastest way, but he cannot accept everything. A men's clothing brand worth 100 yuan can never let Sister Wen take it.

Li Mu touched the top of his head: "Don't work too hard."

"I'm still half short of it..."

"Make 200 million?"

"Do you know the agreement I signed with the company?"

“Know some.”

"You are a shareholder. According to the treaty, I make money is equivalent to harming your interests." He bit the toast silently and looked at Li Mu secretly.

"How much can you lose?" The whole company lost more than one million yuan. If it is considered a dividend, it will be at most tens of millions on Li Mu. Just pretend that he bought a car and was hit.

Li Mu: "I feel sorry for your tiring job to take on so many jobs."
To be continued...