MTL - Applaud for Happiness-Chapter 11 Applaud for the film emperor

Jiang Changmin's home was not a villa thought by Shen Qi, but a duplex penthouse. Xiaoli took the two men downstairs and left.

Shen Qi is excited and curious. This is the home of the idol. In his heart, Jiang Changzhen is a favorite person and an idol who has been pursuing for eight years. If he has the opportunity to enter the home of the idol, how can he not be excited.

"Want to change your shoes?"

Shen Qishao, who has always been careless, became cautious, even a little careful.

Alas, this is an idol's carpet. What if he steps on it dirty? !!

Jiang Changyu took the slippers out of the cabinet and said, "Here, this pair is new. No one has used it."

Shen Qi's eyes lit up: "Then this is mine after that!" The words will come later.

Jiang Changsong naturally understood his careful thinking and simply satisfied him: "Okay, it's yours. I'll use it next time."

Shen Qi cheered a little, quickly changed his shoes and followed Jiang Changyu into the room.

Looking around, the decoration of the apartment is modern and concise, with black and white and gray as the main colors, and there are few gorgeous colors. Even the decorative flowers and plants are cold colors, including the decorative painting on the wall.

Sometimes the decoration style can also reflect a person's personality on the side. Shen Qiyue is more convinced that Jiang Changzheng's personality is problematic, and it is likely to be related to childhood misfortune.

In fact, he can send someone to spend a lot of time and energy to follow up the investigation, but there is no airtight wall in the world. Some things have been done. There will always be an exposed day. Pursuing him eagerly, even if he likes it again, he will feel uncomfortable. He doesn't want to be separated by this little thing, and would rather spend some time to discover it in person.

"You sit first, you just want to watch TV or go online. The tablet is on the table, or you are used to using your mobile phone. The wireless name is 111 and the password is my birthday." Jiang Changyu settled down, walked to the kitchen, "I'll be here soon."

Shen Qi estimated that he should be picking up water. He sat down obediently, turned his eyes, saw the tablet on the table, and he smiled twice. How can he use his own phone at this time? Now, maybe you can see something unexpected.

Take a look, the tablet actually has no password, just open it at a swipe, quickly flipped a few times, all are ordinary software, those that everyone will download, suddenly a little disappointed.

A careful glance towards the kitchen, he opened the search software, a little on the blank bar, and the past search history automatically appeared below.

"Wei Xuanzong"

"Those things in the Wei Dynasty"

"Great Wei Minister"

"Guardian"

...

The development of each mission world is different. Here is the Wei Dynasty after the Tang and Song dynasties. This time, Shen ’s entertainment united all parties to produce a large-scale historical costume drama about the Wei Dynasty, called the “Great Wei Dynasty”. The story of Wei Xuanzong, the most famous emperor of the Wei Dynasty.

Naturally, Jiang Xuanzong will play the protagonist Wei Xuanzong, ranging from juvenile to middle age, eighteen to forty-eight, thirty years.

And Shen Qi ’s role is called Wei Ling. Emperor Han Wu had his favorite Han Yan, and Wei Xuanzong had Wei Ling. The two are very similar. They are both young and adored, but Han Yan was ordered by the empress. Killed himself, and Wei Ling died for Wei Xuanzong.

Wei Xuanzong was distraught afterwards, hand-written sacrifices, and worshipped each year in person. This profound friendship, although there are only a few in the history books, has left endless reveries for future generations, only about the same person The text has a hundred pages.

Shen Qi decided on this role for himself, with a clear intention.

He held the tablet in his heart and murmured sweetly, Jiang Ge actually searched for Wei Ling, what does this mean? With so many characters, why is he searching for Wei Ling for no reason? Did he search for it because he knew he was going to play this role?

No matter, it must be this reason, it must be because of him, Jiang brother searched this, it must be!

Jiang Changxuan understood that wine and tea came out, and saw Shen Qi smirking at the tablet with a smirk on his face.

He put the tea on the table: "Can Feng Nu still have a headache?"

Shen Qiyiyi, Feng slave is a small character of Wei Ling, it is said that Wei Xuanzong personally raised, a Feng character, as if the speculation about the relationship between the two people.

He blinked and quickly entered the play: "Your Majesty came to see me, and it didn't hurt anymore."

"When did the uncle's Feng Nu be so sweet." Jiang Changzheng picked up the tea, blew it gently, raised his eyes with a smile, and sent it to his lips: "Come, I personally made a sober tea for you, and it wo n’t hurt my head. . "

Although it is coaxing, it is condescending, revealing the inherent highness, but those eyes are staring at him, as if all things in the world can only see him, no one else is in the eyes, only he is unique.

Shen Qi knew that Jiang Changyu had good acting skills, but he was just watching from the sidelines. This time, he was immersed in the acting show of the Emperor. He was instantly conquered, his eyes were brightened, and he was directly transformed into a brain powder.

"Card." Jiang Chang curled his fingers and bounced on his forehead. "I forgot my words."

Shen Qi came back, covering his head in annoyance, defending himself: "That's because you ... you ... you are so handsome!" He nodded strongly, deepening the credibility in the words, "Yes, you It's so handsome, I patronized and looked at your face before I forgot the words.

Jiang Changyu laughed and put the tea in his hand: "Okay, drink the tea first. This is the secret recipe Song Yan has found. After hangover and hangover, I will let him make another jar for you."

"Thank you Brother Jiang." Shen Qi quickly got up and blew it twice. Jiang Brother handed it to him, let alone tea, and he was willing to poison him.

Thinking about it that way, I immediately expressed this meaning with an expression on my eyes, and I didn't immediately feel that the previous performance classes were boring. This was not very useful.

Jiang Changzheng opened his arms, and he took a drink and turned on the TV, so as not to let the atmosphere cool down.

After Shen Qi drank in one breath, he turned the empty tea bowl to Jiang Changzheng and offered the treasure, then put down the tea bowl and rolled up his sleeves, "Would you like me to press your head?"

Brother Jiang made him tea, and he had to give something back.

"Will you press?"

"Yes, I ’ve been a kid since when I was a kid, my mother always loved to learn the foreign set. It ’s the kind of money that can be earned by sweeping the floor, the amount of money that can be earned by washing the dishes. My brother and my sister were snatched away from the bowl of money-making work, and I was left with a massage. "

Shen Qi rolled up his sleeves with a smile: "So, I ca n’t clean the floor and wash the dishes. I can do the massage!"

"Okay, here you are." Jiang Changzheng sat down in a relaxed posture leaning on the sofa.

Shen Qi stroked a hint of slyness, rolled over, kicked off the slippers, and sat up. When he passed, he suddenly held Jiang Changzheng's leg across, and separated his legs directly to sit on his leg.

His eyes were rippling, and his expression was more serious: "This is more convenient. I was sitting on my dad's leg and massaging him when I was a kid."

Jiang Changyan's eyes darkened, he clamped his thighs and pulled forward, pulling the person directly into his arms, the pubic bone was close, holding the young man's flexible waist, looking at him with a smile, waiting for his service: "Come. "

In this ambiguous posture, strange and familiar male breath came from all directions, the warm chests were close to each other, and through the thin clothes, they could almost feel each other's temperature, and the heartbeat, Shen Qixiao's heart thumped. Quickly, his face was not red, but a burst of dryness rushed up, his throat was a little dry, he swallowed a little, reached out and pressed Jiang Changyu's temple.

Jiang Changyu closed his eyes as if he was simply enjoying a massage, but the hand hung around his waist gently rubbed it intentionally or unintentionally.

The evening in the late summer was already cool, but Shen Qi felt that it was getting hotter and hotter, especially when he asked Shu when he was uncomfortable, and Jiang Chang snorted in his throat.

No more!

Shen Qizhen was stunned, and with his eyes narrowed below Xiaoxiao Qi raised his hand to protest, immediately retracted his hand and shook his throat: "Jiang and Jiang, OK, OK."

Proceed properly to be ugly.

But before he lifted his legs, hugged his hands around his waist, and hugged him firmly in his arms. Jiang Changzhen opened his eyes, and pinched his back with his other hand, forcing him against his forehead, his eyes were clear. With the ferocious depression, his voice was a grinning smile: "Want to run?"

Shen Qi blushed instantly, alas, that's it, that's how it feels! What a bad heart swelling!

Immediately moved, blinked his eyes and looked at him.

So good?

Jiang Changxian raised his eyebrows, somehow, remembering the cat raised by Song Yan, lying in his arms and not revealing his claws, he was so well-behaved.

Almost subconsciously, he manually moved on the teenager's waist and learned the actions of Song Yan's cat, sliding from the bottom to the top through a thin piece of clothing.

"Well……"

Shen Qi was full of excitement, as if overpowered, and the numbness felt instantly across the body from the tailbone, the whole person was softened, and there was only one place standing up against it.

So sensitive?

Jiang Changyu smiled with a bit of sadness. This feeling of holding the teenager in his hand was wonderful. He felt the tremors under his hands, and his heart spread a strange emotion that couldn't be thickened. Fill it up, tell him, that's it, that's it, control him, dominate him, and let him belong to himself, no one can take it away, even the boy himself.

With the thoughts together, I was thrilled, my breathing was heavy, and my eyes were looming red.

"Jiang Brother?" Shen Qi met his eyes, not knowing why, and he felt a little stunned in his heart, faintly feeling that something was wrong.

Jiang Chang narrowed his eyes and opened it again. The previous redness disappeared. Instead, it was thick and hot. He put his hand on Shen Qi's back down and dropped it on his hip, pressing the person into his arms. .

The two met the pubic bones face to face, and immediately felt strange to each other.

The enthusiasm on Shen Qi's face has not subsided, stuttering: "I, I, that, after the massage ..."

"Ah."

Jiang Changyi smiled, and then satisfied to see the young man's stunning obsession, squeezed his chin and kissed.