Feng Mang

Erlei drove in front, and Wang Zhongding asked Han Dong to lie on his lap, so as to prevent him from accidentally turning over and hurting his back.

On the way, Han Dong suddenly spoke.

"What are you doing?" Asked Wang Zhongding.

Wang Zhongding knew that he was stunned and not completely awake, so he ran two strokes on the back of his head with his hand to let him continue to sleep.

After a while, Han Dong wanted to turn over again.

Wang Zhongding held him down.

"Not finished ..." Han Dong mumbled.

In order to let him lie on his stomach, Wang Zhongding said along the lines: "Yes, it's not finished.

As a result, Han Dong slowly stretched his hands behind his back.

"What are you doing?" Wang Zhongding asked.

Han Dong didn't answer, but used the swollen fingers to pinch the edges of the underwear abnormally.

Slowly, slowly pull to the middle, and finally stuff it into the hip seam.

Wang Zhongding, "... you can do it!" Don't forget to play hooligan.

Han Dong obviously didn't think it would work. He kept his hands that way and didn't feel too tired.

In the end, Wang Zhongding touched it twice with compromise.

Han Dong's hand finally closed back slowly.

Erlei saw Wang Zhongding's soft eyes in the rearview mirror, and suddenly felt that the blind man counted well. It had been known that the blind man was allowed to count his marriage.

At the hospital, Han Dong did a full-body examination.

After making sure there were no major obstacles, Wang Zhongding was really relieved.

But Han Dong had a fever and was in a semi-coma.

This is far from the company, so that Han Dong was hospitalized here alone, Wang Zhongding was not assured.

So he decided to send Han Dong back to the dormitory and find a doctor to take care of him.

After arriving at the company, Wang Zhongding asked Erlei to drive home. He sent Han Dong back to the dormitory by himself.

The car drove to the door of the apartment, and Wang Zhongding carried Han Dong in his back.

As the elevator slowly rose, Han Dong suddenly uttered a dream.

"My lens was deleted.

"Wang Zhongding stunned," What lens? "" Shots taken today.

"If you put it in the past, Wang Zhongding would definitely not take it seriously when he heard the words of Han Dong.

But thinking of Han Dong's unusual emotion when he was counting the box office on the set that day, and thinking of Han Dong's crazy shooting status today, Wang Zhongding's heart suddenly seemed to be torn by something.

"You figured it out yourself?" Wang Zhongding asked.

Han Dong made a noise.

The elevator door opened, and Wang Zhongding went out and found that the door of the dormitory was locked.

"Minger is not here.

Han Dong said again.

Wang Zhongding hesitated for a moment, or reached for his key.

"I sent Xia Ke a pair of underwear that Ming Er wore, and Xia Ke took Ming Er away.

Wang Zhongding didn't comment on Han Dong's behavior and only asked him: "How do you know that he's called Xia Ke?" "" Calculated.

"Han Dong said.

At this point, Wang Zhongding still did not fully believe that Han Dong had such powers, but only felt that he had mastered some kind of psychological suggestion until Han Dong said the following.

"Minger always looks forward to watching me film this scene today. I'm afraid he expects too high a value after watching it, and he won't be released in the end. He will be disappointed.

Wang Zhongding's hand twisting the key.

"Since you know it will be cut, why do you want to shoot?" Han Dong did not forget to play poor when he was unconscious. "Since you know that rice will turn into shit, why do you want to eat?" Need for survival, and eating is a pleasure.

"" Shooting is also a kind of enjoyment.

"" Can such lenses be enjoyed today? " You tell me where do you enjoy? "I think I'm great.

Wang Zhongding didn't know where the air came from, kicked the door open and threw Han Dong directly to the bed in the bedroom.

"Aren't you niubi? Then don't take medicine, don't go to the doctor, and treat yourself!" As soon as he turned around and was about to go out, Han Dong spoke again.

"As long as I can make money for you.

Wang Zhongding had an indescribable taste in his heart.

In fact, from the moment he hesitated, he was destined to carry Han Dong in and back out.

On the way home, Wang Zhongding and Han Dong said, "I didn't take you to the company to make you money for me.

In the entertainment industry, watching the stars floating up and down, a generation of new people to replace the old people, simply too red and big purple has long been unable to excite a wave of waves in Wang Zhongding's heart.

He not only wants Han Dong to become famous, he also wants Han Dong to be irreplaceable.

There is no shortage of superstars in his entertainment kingdom, what is missing is a generation of legends.

Unfortunately, Han Dong didn't hear these words.

Wang Zhongding took Han Dong to his home.

He never brought insiders home, Han Dong was the first.

Because Han Dong was still having a fever, Wang Zhongding placed him in his room.

Feeling he was sleeping well, he pushed the door open and went out.

Wang Zhongding stayed up almost all night, went to the room to check on Han Dong's condition, and tried his temperature.

The last test was more than five o'clock, and finally burned out.

Xi Xi had slept until Da Tailiang had slept before, and since he called Han Dong to be his father, he often fell asleep and ran out of the room and went to Wang Zhongding's bed for a while.

It's the same today. Before six o'clock, Xixi got up from the bed and squinted towards Wang Zhongding's room.

Because he was still asleep, Xixi didn't even see who was in bed, and fell asleep with his arms around him.

Wang Zhongding sat on the sofa after washing, and he lived a life that Han Dong could only use to pretend.

Drink morning tea, watch global stock markets, and plan a day trip.

After a busy night, I can finally enjoy a short period of comfort.

As a result, a cry came from the room.

"Dad ... daddy ... daddy ..." Wang Zhongding strode toward the room, and the nanny hurried out and asked, "What's wrong?" "I'll go and see.

When Wang Zhongding said, he pushed the door open! Xixi ran towards the door with great horror.

Wang Zhongding crouched down, catching his son, and hugged him.

"Are you scared?" Asked softly.

Xixi nodded, "Uncle Braid's body came to our house.

"Wang Zhongding saw Han Dong who was green and had no time to deal with it, and reluctantly explained to Xixi," He is alive.

"Then why did he come to our house?" "He was injured and I rescued him.

"" You hate him so much, why save him? " "After all, it's a life.

"Yes, save one's life to win a seven-level floating slaughter.

"Wang Zhongding nodded and handed Xixi to the nanny," Take him to brush his teeth. "

"After Xixi left, Wang Zhongding went to check the status of the" corpse ".

To be honest, Wang Zhongding was embarrassed to admit that Han Dong was "live."

The child was crying so loudly just now that he was sleeping like a pig.

"Hey, wake up.

"Wang Zhongding is called Han Dong.

Han Dong didn't respond at all.

"Wash your body first, apply medicine and then go to sleep.

"Han Dong still has no response.

Wang Zhongding opened Han Dong's quilt, and what he saw was a large black purple.

Seeing him like this, even if he wakes up, he may not be able to clean up by himself, so Wang Zhongding intends to give Han Dong a brief scrub while he is at work.

Sisi had breakfast and was taken to school by the driver.

When Wang Zhongding held Han Dong and walked to the bathroom, Han Dong was conscious but still didn't wake up.

Wang Zhongding guessed that he was exhausted during this period of time, and his nerves were highly tense.

The bathtub was full of water. Just after Wang Zhongding put Han Dong in, Han Dong rushed out anxiously, saying that he would not soak in anything.

Wang Zhongding suddenly understood.

Instead of forcing Han Dong into the bathtub, he temporarily found a small bed with a towel on the bed, which made Han Dong lie on his face.

Then Wang Zhongding rinsed him with a spray, just like painting in the dressing room.

Han Dong gradually relaxed.

Wang Zhongding took out a special cleaning agent, poured it on his hand, and applied it to Han Dong's body.

As the paint gradually faded away, the black purple on the back turned reddish purple, and finally looked less worried.

After the skin returned to radiance, the slippery feeling began to flow at the fingertips.

Before he knew it, Wang Zhongding's hand had been lingering on the inside of Han Dong's thigh for a long time.

Han Dong also wore swimming trunks.

The familiar scene jumped into Wang Zhongding's mind. Han Dong's two hands chopped the edges of the panties, slowly and slowly gathered in the middle, and finally stuffed into the hip seams ... And the face of Han Dong's hooligan, in Wang Zhongding My heart jumped abnormally.