The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

"You tell me what your husband is doing, I will buy you two sets of clothes." Zheng Quzhi said with a smile. There is still money to buy two sets of clothes. Recently, I didn't spend much money on eating and drinking in Wei's house.

Yesterday Lian Liankan called and asked him to audition the day after tomorrow. This was the first audition opportunity Lian Liankan received in so long. It was a movie by a well-known director. How could he miss it?

But unfortunately, without Wei Yan's consent, he could not step out of the door of Wei's house.

"Sir..." Luo Xingtong's eyes turned slightly: "Well, he is always in the room!"

"In the room?" Zheng Quzhi was stunned for a moment, was it actually in his room? He thought Wei Yan had gone out again to get something dirty.

Upon hearing the news, Zheng Quzhi generously bought two sets of clothes for Luo Xintong, and finally saw a small skirt which was quite kawaii. Suddenly his father's love was overflowing and he bought one for Zhuzhu.

"Uncle Zheng, aren't you going to find your husband?" Seeing that Zheng Quzhi really bought clothes for herself, Luo Xingtong was less hostile to Zheng Quzhi.

Zheng Quzhi nodded, a touch of emotion flashed through his eyes, and tentatively said: "What? Mr. Wei is okay, can't let people disturb?"

"That's not true." Luo Xintong grinned and said, "It's up to people too!"

Zheng Quzhi: "..."

Then can he go to Wei Yan? ! !

In the end, Zheng Quzhi still sneaked to Wei Yan's room while Cai Qian and Qi Mao were out.

In any case, the work must continue.

Otherwise, he won't be able to repay the debt in this life, so he can only stay in Wei's house, waiting for Wei Yan to no longer need himself, and then he will be kicked away by Wei Yan.

At that time, it was too late to regret.

KOKOKO——

After knocking on the door and waiting for a while, Zheng Quzhi didn't wait until there was any movement inside. He couldn't help frowning and knocking on the door again. Unfortunately, still to no avail.

"Fuck!" Zheng Quzhi's expression changed, he only felt that he had been teased by Luo Xintong, but he pushed the door directly with one hand.

He was startled slightly, and subconsciously raised his eyes to see that the place where Wei Yan often sits was empty. The face went completely dark, Zheng Quzhi stepped forward and was about to close the door, but unexpectedly found a person lying on the bed.

That person is undoubtedly Wei Yan.

"Mr. Wei?" Zheng Qu knew his eyes flickered, and he heard footsteps outside just as he was about to call again. He immediately changed his face, stepped into the room quickly, and felt the door closed carefully.

Damn, if Cai Qian finds out that he is looking for his husband, he can't kill himself!

In the distance, Luo Xintong clutched his stomach and smiled: "Hahahaha, Uncle Zheng is about to cause a catastrophe!"

Zhuzhu squatted beside him and asked curiously, "Brother, why?"

"Because..." Luo Xintong smiled, and mysteriously lowered his voice: "Mr.'s temperament will change drastically while he is recuperating. He doesn't like others to disturb him."

Therefore, Uncle Zheng hit the gunpoint hahahaha!

***

"Mr. Wei?" Zheng Quzhi touched his nose and shouted again with some guilty conscience. It always feels a bit bad to sneak into someone's room.

A few steps, he stood in front of the bed.

Wei Yan seemed to be asleep, her long eyelashes drooping on her fair skin, casting a shadow. Zheng Quzhi took a breath and bent over to look at it.

I have to admit that Wei Yan looked like he admired.

This skin can kill all the small meat in the entertainment circle without having to beautify it. These eyelashes are much longer than those posted by others. And these lips...tsk, red and beautiful, doing nothing will attract people to commit crimes.

Well, these eyes are also very beautiful...

Suddenly, Zheng Quzhi's body suddenly stiffened. eye? ? ? eye! !

Sure enough, Wei Yan, who had just closed his eyes, did not know when he had already opened his eyelids, and stared at Zheng Quzhi, who was very close to him.

"Are you awake?" Zheng Quzhi had a thick skin, and his face had returned to normal. He dialed Wei Yan's hair: "You have dandruff, I'll help you get rid of it!"

After speaking, he was about to withdraw his hand, but he couldn't match Wei Yan's movement, and Wei Yan's wrist was instantly caught by Wei Yan's hand.

Upon seeing this, Zheng Quzhi only thought that Wei Yan was angry because he broke in without consent, so he drooped down and tried to pretend to be pitiful: "Mr. Wei, I called out for a long time..."

Before the words fell, the sky turned around.

Hmm? ? ?

With a bang, Zheng Quzhi's head hit the wood on the bedside. After a dizziness, Zheng Qu only gasped, knowing the pain, and before he was relieved, he pressed someone on his body.

"Hmm..." A big man just pressed on himself so hard, Zheng Quzhi felt that his internal organs were about to be squeezed out, and he hurriedly pulled Wei Yan, annoyed into a low growl: "You **** want to suppress Die Laozi??!!!"

He said, raising his eyes and glaring at him.

Soon, Zheng Quzhi was stunned. The Wei Yan in front of him was not what he usually did. His eyes turned into a coquettish red, and his face was still that face, but Zheng Quzhi felt a little different.

On weekdays, Wei Yan always pressed her thin lips in a straight line with evil charm, with a coquettish smile on her face, and the disdain and ridicule in his eyes revealed without concealment.

"Mr. Wei?" Zheng Quzhi was inexplicably afraid, biting his head and shouting softly.

"Huh?" Wei Yan responded with a smile, his face pressed down, the distance between the two people was only a few centimeters, and the noses were already touching.

Zheng Quzhi's breath suffocated, and even saw a small cinnabar mole on the corner of Wei Yan's eyes, which was a little more enchanting on this majestic face.

A man really shouldn't be described as enchanting, but this is the feeling that Wei Yan, who is like a flower of Gaoling, brings to Zheng Quzhi.

He turned to the beginning, allowing Wei Yan's nose to rub his cheek, and said stiffly, "Are you drunk?"

Wei Yan finally spoke, his eyes burning: "Shen Qu."

Shen Qu? ? ?

Zheng Quzhi frowned and stretched out his hand to try to push Wei Yan away from him. Before he touched him, his wrist was tightly grasped, and before Zheng Quzhi could react, he lifted the pressure on Zheng Quzhi's head.

Zheng Quzhi: "..."

What the **** is this weird and familiar posture? ? ! ! !

"Fuck! Wei Yan, are you a **** **** guy?" Zheng Quzhi struggled a few times and pushed Wei Yan a few times with his free hand. I don't know where Wei Yan, who usually looks like a sick and beautiful woman, came so hard. Not long after Zheng Quzhigang stretched out his hand, he was repeated the same mistakes and turned into two hands pressed on top of his head.

Zheng Quzhi: "??!!!"

"Wei Yan?" The smile on Wei Yan's face faded a little. He only pressed Zheng Quzhi's hand with one hand, while the other hand was floating on Zheng Quzhi's face, his tone slightly raised: "I'm Wei Chen."