Chapter 289： Poor and sour internet celebrity pretending to be a rich second generation 19┃ Demon Zhuang Li

Lin Caixiu opened two bottles of red wine for everyone to drink.

The atmosphere gradually became more lively. Except for Meng Lan, who was sitting still and looking embarrassed, everyone laughed lightly.

Wan Anni took out her mobile phone and sent a message in the group of female guests: [Xi Shen is a master of bitches. 】

Lin Caixiu lowered her head to drink and tapped with her fingertips: [Finally, a bright-eyed male guest has arrived, which is gratifying. I was almost mad at Ou Lu today! He asked me to let Meng Lan go everywhere, and I had to listen to Meng Lan wherever I went to play and what to eat. I said why don't you take care of my feelings, he said that I am older than Meng Lan and should be more mature and tolerant. I'm so...]

Xu Jingjing: [What do you mean by Jian Biao Da Ren? 】

Wan Anni: [Go ask Xia Xia, he is also a master of bitch. Ou Lu is too much and despises him! 】

Xu Jingjing: [Oh, good. In addition, I also think Ou Lu is too much. 】

Obviously, of the four female guests, only three were in the group, and Meng Lan was excluded. She failed to deceive everyone with her disguise like the original plot.

Zhuang Li's body was a little overwhelmed by alcohol, and his face was already red after only half a cup. He was propping his forehead and tilting his head at the moment, looking at Xi Ming attentively and tenderly, his eyes entwined with each other.

Anyone who looked at him like that would drown.

Xi Ming seemed calm on the surface, but in fact his ears were already red. He coughed and asked softly, "Why are you always looking at me?"

Zhuang Li smiled and whispered: "Because you are so handsome, I can't help but want to see you."

The corners of Xi Ming's wildly raised mouth completely exposed his mood at the moment.

Chang Jinbo, who was sitting opposite the two, silently covered his aching chest.

"Do you want to know about my past?" Zhuang Li suddenly brought up a topic that everyone thought he would deliberately avoid.

"I don't want to." Xi Ming shook his head subconsciously. He really doesn't care about Little Curly's past, he just wants to grasp the present and the future.

"But I want to tell you everything about me." Zhuang Li said calmly.

Xi Ming's heart began to tremble slightly, because he knew that when a person is willing to reveal everything to another person, there is no doubt that this person is absolutely serious and unreserved about this relationship.

"Tell me, I'll listen." Xi Ming clenched the little curly hand tightly, his palm was hot.

Before they knew it, everyone stopped chatting and looked at Zhuang Li. In fact, they were all curious about Zhuang Li. He is described as unbearable on the Internet, but in reality he is confident, calm, powerful, and very charming. He is a paradox full of mysteries.

Chang Jinbo unconsciously held his breath. He had never been so eager to get to know someone.

"I don't have parents, not because they divorced or died, but because they never showed up from beginning to end, I am an orphan. I never went to school for a day, elementary school, junior high school, high school, college, all these things in life must go through. The journey, I am a blank.”

Speaking of such a tragic experience, Zhuang Li had a faint smile on his face.

Xi Ming nodded, saying that he heard it, but he didn't say anything comforting, because he felt that the little curly hair really didn't care about this experience, his heart was very strong, and he didn't want anyone's sympathy.

All the guests showed expressions of shock, pity, or distress.

The chief director sitting in the monitoring room exclaimed, "This is not right! How could Mr. Zhuang not read books!"

Meng Lan sneered in her heart: "This F-man is quite courageous, and dares to expose this black history."

The system hated the iron and rebuked: "Idiot! He said this to win Xi Ming's sympathy! The worse he gets, the more Xi Ming will love him, do you understand? If my host is Zhuang Li, I'm already an S-class system!"

Meng Lan: "..." Zhuang Li, this vixen, is too skilled! One day I will tear him up!

However, they were wrong, and Zhuang Li didn't bother to exchange his own misery for the love and affection of others.

He squinted at everyone, drank the wine in the glass, and said lazily: "What is your expression? Have pity on me? There is no need for this. I don't go to study because I have no money, but because my IQ is too high. High, all educational institutions can’t keep up with my learning rate.”

He pointed between his eyebrows and chuckled, "I've been self-taught, and my brain is enough to provide me with the best education."

All the guests: "..." Come on! How did the good sensational drama become bragging?

Meng Lan complained in her heart: "This F man really dares to say it! Now I'm relieved! If he does this, the audience will definitely scold him for being shameless and won't remember what happened to me just now by Xi Ming."

Only Xi Ming believed that what the little curls said was true, so he sincerely praised: "You are very powerful."

Zhuang Li put his chin on his shoulder and smiled like a child: "Is that so? Am I amazing?"

Xi Ming was tickled by such immature little curly hair and couldn't help rubbing his head.

Zhuang Li closed his eyes and sighed: "Because of my intelligence, I received the best care in the orphanage; because of my intelligence, I was the only one who was redeemed; and because of my intelligence, I was adopted by a big man. They all said I'm very lucky."

No one noticed that a trace of water vapor condensed at the roots of Zhuang Li's thick eyelashes.

But Xi Ming found out, so he stretched out his arms and hugged the man tightly in his arms. What if the camera was filming, he just wanted to lend his warmest chest to Little Curly Hair to rely on.

Zhuang Li buried his face in Xi Ming's neck and rubbed lightly. When he looked up again, his eyes were as clear as ever, and those tears and haze seemed to have never existed.

He attached to Xi Ming's ear and said in a low voice: "But I think that meeting you is my greatest luck." He chuckled and left the embrace that was always open to him.

Xi Ming's heart was beating wildly because of this sentence.

The chief director sitting in front of the monitor suddenly realized: "I didn't expect Mr. Zhuang to be adopted by a big man. No wonder he has such a noble temperament and doesn't look like an orphan at all."

At the same time, all the guests also made up stories of tens of thousands of words in their minds.

Of course, Meng Lan did not believe these words at all.

She sneered in her heart: "Men F really knows how to make up stories. I'm afraid he doesn't know. Your scoring system has already exposed his details."

The system firmly said: "F-level people cannot have high IQs, nor can they be adopted by big people. They are all losers who are struggling at the bottom of society. I can only say that this Zhuang Li is an excellent screenwriter, he He's very good at making up characters for himself."

They who rely too much on black technology will never doubt the judgment given by the appraisal program, even if Zhuang Li has shown so much excellence in reality.

Zhuang Li put down the wine glass and said lazily, "Okay, after listening to the story, Xi Ming and I will go back and sort things out."

Everyone just woke up like a dream and said goodbye one after another.

After learning about Zhuang Li's past, their curiosity was not satisfied, but aroused more desire to explore. They want to know Zhuang Li's experience over the years. What happened to him and Han Kun? Since he was adopted by a big man, he should be able to live a good life, why would he go to work? Why fake the identity of the rich second generation?

There are too many contradictions in him, and too many unsolved mysteries. Which one is the real him?

Chang Jinbo looked at Zhuang Li without blinking, and then followed the two of them step by step. The more he got along, the more eager he was to know everything about Zhuang Li.

"Sorry, this is a private space, please don't disturb." Xi Ming blocked Chang Jinbo and slammed the door.

Chang Jinbo: "...This room used to belong to me!"

He raised his **** to the door, his expression very embarrassed. Feelings of regret repeatedly tormented his heart.

Remind the photographer: "Your gesture is uncivilized, we will play mosaic later."

Chang Jinbo raised his **** at the camera: "I'm going to do it! Fuck!"

Cameraman: "After the show is broadcast, Mr. Zhuang will also see this scene."

Chang Jinbo: "..."

"I don't stand up anymore." He honestly retracted his **** and threatened: "Pinch off the part just now! By the way, I will also pinch off the part of the phone call with Han Kun! Pin it off immediately, no broadcast!"

He looked at the closed door, and ran away with a guilty conscience.

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After entering the room, Xi Ming opened the suitcase and squatted on the ground to organize his things one by one.

Zhuang Li hugged him from behind and rubbed his head lightly on his neck.

Xi Ming turned his head to look back, smiled and whispered, "Why are you suddenly relying on me?"

"Just now you said that everyone called you a jerk, and I wanted to hug you. This is compensation." Zhuang Li whispered inaudibly, "I want to time-travel and beat all the children who bully you to death."

Xi Ming thought that the little curly hair was joking, so he couldn't help laughing.

Knowing that the owner was definitely not joking, 7480 broke out in a cold sweat. The dark side that the Great Demon King occasionally shows is really terrifying, and only the goddess, Tie Hanhan, will think he is cute.

"You don't need to vent my anger. The children who have scolded me have been beaten badly by me." Xi Ming raised his arm, patted the little curly hair on the head, and asked, "Are you still used to living here?"

"I'm not used to it, I can't sleep at night." Zhuang Li shook his head, got off Xi Ming's back, and sat cross-legged beside him.

"Why can't you sleep? Do you recognize the bed?" Xi Ming asked worriedly.

"No, I'm used to sleeping naked. I'm not allowed here." Zhuang Li squinted and smiled.

Xi Ming: "..."

The little curly hair stretched out his slender body, lying softly on the snow-white bed sheet, the skin was lightly powdered, and the breath was soaked with thick sweetness. Such a charming picture took over Xi Ming's mind uncontrollably, causing him to lose his breath and mood.

Just a simple sentence, but it burned through his body like a flame.

Zhuang Li was close to Xi Ming's ear and whispered, "You must remember to buy silk bedding in the future."

Xi Ming: "!!!"

What does this mean? Is it what he thought?

This little devil always likes to say something vague but thought-provoking!

Zhuang Li pinched Xi Ming's red ears and asked with a chuckle, "Is your bed big?"

Xi Ming: "!!!"

He really wanted to say whether the bed was big or not, you'll know if you go home with me and try it, but he was thin-skinned and couldn't say it after brewing for a long time.

Zhuang Li poked Xi Ming's cheek with his fingertips, and whispered with a smile, "You look so cute when you're shy. I want to kiss you, but there are cameras in the room, so it's inconvenient."

Xi Ming's lower abdomen was already tense. If the little curly hair goes on, some part of him may explode.

He looked at the cameras in all directions, wiped the sweat from his palms, and then said seriously: "I will buy silk bedding in the future. The bed at home is 2.5×2.5. If you are not satisfied, I will find someone now. Customized bigger ones. If expedited, it should arrive in a month. Do you want it? You want me to place an order now."

He took out his mobile phone and waited eagerly for the little curly hair's reply.

Zhuang Li was amused by his eager expression, raised his chin, and ordered, "Place your order."

Xi Ming breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately entered the online mall to find the manufacturer to order the queen bed.

Zhuang Li lay on his shoulders, choosing styles and colors with him, and when all the dust had settled, he pointed to the bathroom and chuckled, "Did you see that place?"

Xi Ming turned to look and nodded obediently, "I see."

Zhuang Lichong exhaled hot air into his cochlea, "That's the only place without a camera, wait for me in the shower at night, and I want to kiss you well." After speaking, he pinched the man's ear, opened the door, and went out, saying With a strong smile: "Today it was my turn to cook dinner with Wan Anni. I'll tell her that she and Yi Jiangnan will be on duty tomorrow, and you can come down and help me later."

The door closed with a click, and it took a long time for Xi Ming to fully digest the message left by Little Curly Hair.

He quickly ran into the bathroom, looked around, then covered his flushed face and smiled lowly.

"Little devil!" A contented sigh resounded in the room.