Guide To the HE of the Former Female Supporting Role

Something you've always wanted to do but never dared to do?

As if he suddenly understood something, Jing Zhao didn't continue to ask, but touched the people in the photos and asked, "When were these photos taken?"

Lu Yanqing glanced at the photo album on his phone with downcast eyes, and said casually, "Freshman."

Jing Zhao was slightly startled, and suddenly remembered that when Lu Yanqing first entered college, she went to look for him.

Because the person who grew up with her suddenly left her to go to a university far away, she is not used to it, and she is very reluctant.

So she secretly ran to find him, but she never met his appearance in the photo.

He always wears a clean shirt, smiles at her gently, arranges everything carefully, and takes her around to play.

She doesn't have a real brother, but he treats her better than her real brother.

Later, she understood what she wanted, that he would never be her own brother, because she liked him.

Without any entanglement, she boldly confessed to him, and she was prepared to be rejected.

Unexpectedly, he agreed.

He changed from childhood sweetheart brother next door to her boyfriend.

The feeling of holding hands began to change, and every intimacy was full of care.

Kissing with Lu Yanqing has always been a very romantic thing, he will take care of Jing Zhao's feelings very much, almost every time he tastes it lightly, and seldom has a deep lingering time.

This time is different.

He went from a gentle trapper to a skilled attacker, easily captured and irresistible.

Jing Zhao's eyes were moistened by the kiss, and her cheeks were flushed. Taking advantage of the gap between the two of them, she opened her eyes, resting her palm on his shoulder, her misty voice mixed with doubts.

"When did brother's kissing skills become so powerful?"

Lu Yanqing let go of her, panting heavily, rubbing his fingertips behind her ear, his eyes darkened slightly, "Because I want to give Jing Bao the best feeling."

While speaking, the palm slid to her waist, and with a grasp of the waist in the palm, the hands could be tightly bound.

It was as if a ferocious beast had been imprisoned in his body, and the precarious confinement could no longer be suppressed, but Lu Yanqing still gently embraced him in his arms, and whispered softly, "Are you hungry? Let me order you food first?"

Jing Zhao leaned over and buried him on his shoulder, lowered his eyes, and bit his lip, "Isn't it uncomfortable, brother? If brother wants it, I, I can do it."

Lu Yan was silent for a while, and the big hand resting on her waist gradually became hot, "Do you know what I'm talking about?"

"I know." Jing Zhao's voice was soft and stubborn, as if he had made up his mind.

But the man suddenly let go of her, stood up and said, "I'll order food for you."

Jing Zhao knelt on the bed, looked up at his back in surprise, as if he didn't know why he refused.

When Lu Yan returned from counting the meals, he saw Jing Zhao curled up on the bed, wrapping himself in the quilt.

He subconsciously thought of something, and stepped forward to lift the quilt on her head, but only got someone's fierce sentence, "Don't touch me!"

This time, Lu Yanqing didn't follow her, but pulled her into his arms including her and the quilt with a firm posture, "Are you angry?"

"Let go of me! I'm leaving, I'm going back, and I won't come again!" Jing Zhao struggled desperately in his arms like a cicada chrysalis.

"I didn't refuse." Lu Yan held her down, breathing a little short of breath, with a serious and solemn expression, "Jing Bao, you should know that if I start, I won't stop."

Jing Zhao stopped struggling and looked at him suspiciously.

Lu Yanqing loosened the quilt for her, let her out, and then hugged her horizontally, "So, eat first, or you won't have the strength for a while."

Maybe because he knew what was going to happen in a while, after the ordered meal was delivered, Jing Zhao couldn't eat anymore.

The knife and fork moved alternately on the dinner plate, Jing Zhao deliberately ate slowly, and from time to time sneaked a glance at the person who had finished eating and was looking at her with arms folded and a smile on his face.

Lu Yanqing saw through someone's mind, but he didn't point it out, and waited patiently for her.

After all, the meal was finished. As soon as Jing Zhao put down her chopsticks, someone asked her with a half-smile, "Are you full?"

"Hmm..." Jing Zhao paused, then lowered his eyes and said, "I, I want to take a bath."

"Okay, everything in the bathroom is complete, tell me what's missing." Lu Yanqing took her to the bathroom with a considerate expression.

Jing Zhao slowly opened his suitcase and took out the bathing things from it, and carried him to the bathroom.

The bathroom door closed, and the expression on Lu Yanqing's face suddenly faded.

He walked to the edge of the bed and sat down with his knees open, listening to the sound of water ticking in the frosted window, his fingertips resting on his knees slightly curled up, his brows and eyes lowered, he took a deep breath, then picked up his cell phone and made a call.

In the bathroom, the steam was steaming, and it was just a simple shower, but Jing Zhao took a long bath, his skin flushed, and he put on a bathrobe and came out of the bathroom.

Pushing open the door, the people in the room disappeared, and she stood there awkwardly.

Lu Yanqing was carrying a bag in his hand, and when he came in from the door, he saw Jing Zhao standing beside the bed in a white bathrobe, his curly hair hanging down to his waist was soft and fluffy, his small face was bright red, and Qiushui's eyes were black and white. Amazingly beautiful.

Lu Yan paused, then threw the bag aside and walked forward.

Jing Zhao glanced at the things in the bag, and recognized what it was, and the blush on his cheeks became even brighter.

"elder brother."

Lu Yanqing picked her up, sat on the big bed, stared at her with lowered eyes, "Afraid?"

Jing Zhao moved his body, with a slightly hesitant expression, "No..."

Lu Yanqing held her hand slowly, and said softly, "Reject me if you are afraid, Jing Bao, there is still a chance now."

Jing Zhao bit his lip, straightened up slightly with firm eyes, and pressed his pink lips against his cheek, "I'm not afraid."

Lu Yanqing stared at her, his Adam's apple slipped down, his increasingly hot eyes swept over her browbones, nose tip and chin, slowly raised his palm, and stroked her cheek like stroking a cat.

The originally calm look shattered when she lowered her head and lightly rubbed his fingers, something in Lu Yanqing's eyes was collapsing inch by inch.

Jing Zhao has seen him in many ways, but he has never seen his expression like this, which made people feel tense and breathless for no reason. She subconsciously clasped her palm and called him unconsciously, "Brother..."

"It's too late, Jing Bao." Lu Yanqing lowered his head and moved closer to her face, "I won't let you go even if you say anything now."

Jing Zhao stopped talking, it was her own decision, so she acquiesced to his actions.

The time began to grow longer, and there seemed to be all kinds of colorful overlapping lights and shadows in front of my eyes, and a strange feeling of numbness and soreness gradually filled my whole body.

The corners of Jing Zhao's eyes were crystal clear, a crimson color mixed with pain and joy, resembling the magnificent sunset glow in the sky, glamorous beyond measure.

Lu Yanqing's eyes flashed with obsession, and he wiped away the tears from her cheeks, and comforted her in a hoarse voice, "Baby, it's okay, don't cry."

As he spoke, he hugged him even tighter, but it was also deeper.

Jing Zhao's low sobbing stopped abruptly, there was a trace of sadness between his smoky eyebrows, his mouth was slightly opened, his eyes were absent-minded, and his fingertips could not help but swipe across the other's shoulders, leaving red scars.

Lu Yanqing put his hand on her side, raised his brows, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you comfortable? Darling, I'm so happy, so...comfortable."

Jing Zhao's face turned red, and he covered his mouth with his fingers, "You, don't talk."

The man shut up in time, leaving only a hoarse chuckle.

A long time passed, the closed curtains blocked the halo, and the room gradually became dark.

The soft brocade quilt was slightly sunken, Jing Zhao was panting slightly, his tired eyes were half closed.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, she heard the familiar sound of plastic being torn apart. She subconsciously opened her eyes and looked over.

The man was sitting beside him, lowering his head and fiddling with something. His body was like a hill, and he looked like the **** of sin in an oil painting.

Jing Zhao glanced at it, then looked away suddenly, moved his fingertips slightly, trying to pull the quilt to cover himself, but the next moment the man covered him again.

"No more..." Jing Zhao hurriedly said, with a tear in his voice.

Lu Yanqing froze, lowered his head and lowered his eyes to look at her carefully, "Baby, are you tired?"

"Hmm... so tired, I want to sleep." Jing Zhao said wearily.

Lu Yan paused for a moment, aware of his loss of indulgence, restrainedly lowered his head and kissed her forehead, then pulled the quilt over her and said softly, "Then take a rest."

Jing Zhaolei's eyelids were clenched, and he didn't understand the other meaning of his words, so he fell asleep defenselessly.

The lights were not turned on in the room, so Lu Yanqing threw the things into the trash can at the foot of the bed, got up and put on his clothes, and then took the mobile phone by the bed. There were two missed calls on it, both belonged to Zhang Qi.

Lu Yanqing called back, and the other end quickly picked it up.

[Well, take it here now! 】

Zhang Qi originally planned to send promotional materials to Lu Yanqing, but he made two phone calls and his brother Lu didn't answer, so he thought that Lu Yanqing was sleeping, it was nothing serious, and he didn't come to bother him, just waiting for someone to wake up Contact him when you come.

Zhang Qi and Lu Yanqing lived in the same hotel, hung up the phone, and when he went over with the documents, he saw that Brother Lu was not in the room, but outside the door, with his back against the wall, as if he was waiting for him. As if waiting for him.

Zhang Qi walked over with a puzzled look on his face, "Why do you put it here, Brother Lu?"

Lu Yanqing raised his head and raised his eyelids, but didn't answer, just asked, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

Zhang Qi smokes, but he usually doesn't smoke at work because Brother Lu doesn't like it.

At this moment, when Lu Yan asked if there are any cigarettes, he was taken aback for a while, and it took him a long time to realize, he hurriedly took out of his pocket, "Yes, there are, but Brother Lu, why do you want cigarettes?"

Lu Yanqing didn't take the cigarette case he handed over, but reached out and took one out of it, and put it in his mouth.

Zhang Qi met immediately, Brother Lu wants to smoke! He casually took out the lighter from his belt and lit it for someone.

Sparks lingered, and the smoke began to permeate. Lu Yanqing only took a puff and then put it down, letting it burn slowly between his fingers.

"What's the matter? Brother Lu, is there something wrong?" Zhang Qi felt that Lu Yanqing's state was not right, and he felt a little different from the usual, so he subconsciously looked at him a few more times. There is an astonishing discovery.

Are those marks on Brother Lu's neck...

Zhang Qi has a girlfriend, and he knew what was going on just by looking at it, and suddenly he looked ashamed as if he knew some secret that could not be revealed, "Brother Lu, you can't be..." You must have betrayed Sister Zhao.

Zhang Qi didn't know that Jing Zhao had come to the hotel yet, so when he saw the marks on Lu Yanqing's neck that were obviously caused by doing that kind of thing, and he was smoking an afterthought cigarette here with a preoccupied look, his guesses were ready to come out.

To be honest, he didn't quite believe that Brother Lu would be such a person, but there are accidents in everything, isn't it? It's just that although he was always looking forward to Lu Ge breaking up with that woman, isn't cheating a little too much?

Before Lu Yanqing could speak, Zhang Qi said with a serious face: "Look, Brother Lu, how should we deal with this matter, where did that person come from? Do you want to seal it up? What's the price?"

Hearing what was getting more and more wrong, Lu Yanqing frowned, his eyes were deep and dark, "What should I do? Heh, what are you thinking?"

Could it be that he was wrong, Zhang Qi glanced at Lu Yanqing again, hesitated to speak, "But Brother Lu, your neck..."

Hearing the words, Lu Yanqing's eyes flickered slightly, and he touched his neck subconsciously with his fingers, without saying anything, he just said, "It's not what you think."

Zhang Qi: "Oh. By the way, Director Zhang said that he will make up for the location in the next two days, so there is no shooting task for the time being, and there is no need to go to the set."

"Yeah." Lu Yanqing straightened up, "Understood, you go back!"

After Lu Yanqing finished speaking, he turned and entered the room, and the door was slowly closed.

Zhang Qi glanced inside curiously, then left in confusion.

After entering the room, Lu Yanqing extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and threw the cigarette **** directly into the ashtray.

The room was dimly lit and very quiet, with only the sound of shallow breathing. Lu Yanqing stood by the bed with his hands in his pockets for a while, and when he raised his feet to go further, he stopped suddenly. He lowered his head and lifted his collar to smell it, and then Frowning, he turned and went into the bathroom to shower.

A few minutes later, he came out wearing only shorts, covered in moisture, walked slowly to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down.

It was hot under the quilt, and as soon as Lu Yanqing lay down, a smooth and soft little thing stuck to him. It seemed to like the coolness of his body, and his little face was buried in his chest, clinging tightly to him.

"elder brother…"

A raving made Lu Yanqing's heart soften in an instant, and he curled his arms to embrace him. Lu Yanqing turned sideways and stroked the back of the man's head with the other hand, coaxing softly, "Go to sleep, brother is here."

For the next two days, Jing Zhao did not step out of the room.

Opening and closing eyes every day is either eating or sleeping. The days of extravagance made her extremely regret giving someone meat.

However, the darkness that Jing Zhao thinks is the result of Lu Yanqing's restraint. She will never know the excitement he felt when he completely possessed her. After years of repaying her thoughts, what he brings is not relaxation, but taste and taste, and endless lust. .

"I love you, Jing Bao." This was the third time Jing Zhao heard Lu Yanqing confess to her.

"Brother, I know, can you let me finish the meal first." Jing Zhao hugged someone's head helplessly, and gently pushed him away.

Lu Yanqing pursed his lips, and loosened the arms holding her waist slightly, "Well, you can eat!"

Jing Zhao began to eat slowly again, but halfway through the meal, she received a call from Sister Zhao, asking her how she was thinking about the variety show "Our Little Happiness".

Only then did Jing Zhao remember to tell Lu Yanqing that she didn't say what kind of variety show it was, she only said that there was a show that she wanted to invite them to join.

Lu Yanqing didn't even think about it, and directly agreed, "Okay, about when, I'll make the schedule available."

"Don't you ask me what program it is?" Jing Zhao looked back at him.

Lu Yanqing looked at her with downcast eyes, his expression was full of concentration, "Well, what program?"

Jing Zhao: "It's a love variety show. I remember that my brother doesn't like variety shows. Is it okay?"

Lu Yanqing smiled, "It's okay, Jing Bao likes it, so I like it."

"I didn't say I like it." Jing Zhao subconsciously denied it.

Lu Yanqing laughed, and comforted him gently, "Okay, it's me who wants to be on this show, okay? Baby, would you like to come with me?"

Jing Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Be willing!"

Lu Yanqing smiled and looked at the person in his arms eating like a rabbit, his cheeks bulging, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number of Jing Zhao's manager, Sister Zhao.

Sister Zhao was still surprised when she received the call, but only after she connected did she realize that Lu Yanqing was for that love variety show.

[Well, Sister Zhao, please send the materials to Zhang Qi, if there is no problem, I will sign directly here. 】

Lu Yanqing's voice always reveals a sense of poise and composure when talking about business affairs, which makes people subconsciously want to listen, which is completely different from the previous feeling of just wanting him to keep his mouth shut.

After Lu Yanqing finished exchanging greetings with Sister Zhao, he heard Jing Zhao say after hanging up the phone: "I didn't expect my brother to be such a moron!"

"Mensao?" Lu Yanqing was stunned for a moment, the light in his eyes dimmed, and then he opened his mouth with a little wanton smile, "Brother, why are you showing off?"

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