Winning the Male Lead

Yan Weidun lived in twenty-seven years, and it did not expect to have such a day.

I like a man, I got my bed, I went to get married in place, and I said that the other party told him, I'm sorry, I still have a fiancee.

When I was in school, I was mixed for a while. At that time, he didn't speak in the four squares. It is also a violent temper that waves the fist. In order to friends can talk to people from the sky, the head is broken. In the night, it is full of sweat, and it doesn't matter.

After the real growing adult, Yan Weixun will slowly converge, and it has become a look of four flat and eight stables. Seeing him will praise him.

At this moment, he seems to have returned to the young. It seems that there is a storm in the eyes. Look at the music, the eyes are slow, and the back is to wear clothes, strong back. The muscle is all the scratches left in Mingli last night, and the east is in the west, and it is said that the passion of two people last night.

Lucky sat slowly, looked at the Yunwa Yun wearing neatly walked to the door, slap the clouds, and the face is looking into the Mingle day sitting in bed.

Ming Lian's look can't be afraid or panic. Look at him quietly, the face is blushing, and the lips are bitten red and swollen. It can easily let Yan Weidun recalls that the Mingle day is under him. Ask him to be a little deeper.

Yan Weixun stood in the door, Shen Sheng: "Do you want to say?"

Lotte quietly said: "Hey, I like you."

The Yun Weidou will not go back.

The system did not hold back, hahahaha! Elephants are also available today!

There is a closed door, the Lotte looks down, calls out a breath, slowly said: "Yan Weidian is really brought hard, Laozi's waist is broken by him, rest for a few days." God is not forced. "

System: ... forgot this is an elephant that has no heart.

Yan Weidun did not go to work three days, and Yan Liang was in a hurry, and Yan Weixun didn't pick WeChat. He didn't know where to woven, and asked the studio, everyone didn't know, Yan Weidian is a public and private boss, and his private affairs never revealed to the studio, including his home address.

When I was in a hurry, I had to call Ming La Tian. I didn't expect Mingle Tian. The attitude of Mingle is almost. I took it once. I heard him asked the cloud. I used it directly, and I've been hung, and I've been it is Black '. Busy '.

Yan Liang is stupid.

Is this not just a few days?

Xiao Liang scratched his head, he felt that he felt like a poison of love.

On the fourth day, Yan Weixun finally came to work, and the look is as usual. In addition to the pressure on the pressure, just like a dead person, I will apologize with the studio, saying that I have sick, delayed. I am very sorry for a few days.

He is a boss, whoever dares to say a sentence, all of them have nothing to say.

Liangzhi sitting in the position, did not say anything to everyone, he still felt that Yan Weixun was not strong, he couldn't say that it was not right, but he didn't dare to go up with Yan Weidian cloud. Weaving is now like a volcano, and the surface is very safe. In case of eruption, it will flow into the river.

The smile on the Yunwa Yun face disappeared after entering his own office, and there was no expression, and the jacket was throwing on the sofa.

A bunch of envelopes were piled up on the desk, and Yan Weixun sat in the position, one shot, the finger opened, the paper issued a 'thorns' sound in the silent office.

There are some bills, there are some invitation letters, and Yan Weixun will throw it, there is a very thick envelope, which is probably the book, and the Wenda clouds will open the envelope, just tearing a little, see inside The face of the cover, the hand has been done.

The white feather covered the same face as an angel, only revealing a pair of light brown eyes, and revealed alienation.

Yan Weidun sat like a petrified, and the right hand kept the tearing posture.

Three days is still not enough to cure him.

Yan Weixun pulled the envelope as calm.

The magazine has a journal of June, because Mingle Day is a friend of Wei Weidi, so I sent a gift to Wendo.

In the aesthetic composition of Yan Weidi, this cover can only be said that the elements are so full of more than a mix, lacking white, and the shape is also very similar to some magazines abroad.

The design is flat, and it is fully relying on the temperament of the model itself.

Ming La Tian's five senses are beautiful in the camera's lens, and the perfect white body proportion is smooth, just like the title of the cover person - Wan Ruo Elf.

The look of Yan Weidi clouds slowly became ugly, and the magazine took the magazine on the desktop.

Yan Weixun took the class in advance, only told Yuliang, let him look at the studio, Yiang Liang should take it under the head, call him when he turned around, "Hey, went to drink? I Accompany you. "The face is a worried expression.

Yan Weidun's foot step suddenly, reached out and patted the shoulders and turned to the light: "No."

Yan Weidun didn't drink wine and went to punch for a long time.

When this is a sports that he loves, it is too busy after work. It has not been so hard. The boss of the boxer saw him is still very surprised. "Mr. Yao, I haven't seen you for a long time."

, "Work is too busy."

The boss is going to introduce him to the new coach in the boxing, and Yan Weidun has reached, "I will play the boxing room, I am playing alone."

The boss screamed, and then said: "Well, there is time."

The empty boxing room hangs a few different sizes of sandbags, and Yan Weidian did not wear gloves, tied to boxing bandages, and punched the biggest sandbag.

The sandbag has a signs of being hit.

Yan Weidun is getting faster and faster, and there is a situation since the mind and Ming Lian. Every scene seems to be hidden at this moment, why ... Why do you like this person who trampled others? Obviously, his subconscious has been warning that he is far from that.

Silitted cloud storm, a punch, the sandbag rupture, the sand inside, slapping, tapping a place.

Yan Weixun slowly returned his hand, the boxing bandage in the hand has been oozed out, which can be a little bit no pain.

When I left, Yan Weixun had to transfer the boss, "I am sorry, I caught a few sandbags."

The boss is stunned, and the boxing sandbag is also a matter of time, but like Yan Weixun has never seen a few in the afternoon, he looked at the hand of Wei Wendun, and his hand Wrap the boxing bandage, has been bloody, the boss is shocked: "Mr. Yan, your hand ..."

"Nothing, I was injured before I came, and I fell." Yan Weidun.

It didn't want to say that the boss didn't ask, and he only said: "Mr. Yan is a body."

Yan Weidou nodded and turned it after paying money.

The boss looked at the back of Yan Weida Yun, and the heart: How big is it, the sandbag has a few days have not?

Sitting on the car, Yan Weixun didn't know where to go.

Come back home?

Three days at home, the more uncomfortable.

Go to the studio?

Has been off work.

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The heart is like a broken sandbag, breaks a mouth, all things inside, it's full.

Yan Weixun went back and went back, the boss also said that the head and people said that the male protagonists who had just happened, and the male protagonist who was discovered is standing on him. He was shocked, and the Bababa said: "Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan ...... "

Yan Weidun calm said: "Is there a smoke?"

The car parked under the familiar luxury apartment, Yan Weidun smoked on the window, he had not smoked many years, smoking the posture is still very proficiency, looking up with straight pens, gods, , Yu Guang Pay attention to the entrance of the apartment.

After drawing two cigarettes, launch the car left.

After three days, Yan Weixun is the same, go to work in the morning, punch in the afternoon, and go to the apartment. Let's sit in the car to draw two smoke.

At noon on the third day, when the clouds were bid farewell to Qiang Liang, people were pulled by Li Liang, and Li Liang was serious.

In the office, Li Liang directly said: "He is big, you can't go anymore, look at your hand, you are a photographer, your hand is very precious."

: "I have a few myself."

: ", you are a talented man in my heart, is it broken down, is there a mother collapsed? The day should be, you have to have, your body is so smoked to receive small Zhao is can't stand it, you are not like this before. "

"Who said that I broke up?" Yan Weidun had faced his face, and he leaked a slice, "roll."

Yiang was shocked, and it was hard to get rid of the courage. I touched my own bald head. The small voice: "The no breakfast is quarrel, all the people, a little thing is not the past. "

Yan Weidian took a few days of fire to damage a few sandbags, did not vent, heard the voice: "Shut up! Go out!"

: ... The couple quarrel, who persuaded who is stupid.

After being stunned by Yiang, Yan Weixun didn't think about punching, driving the car and turned the West, but he was turned to Mingli Tian Dance.

It is a lunch time, and some people come out from the door.

There is no brilliant dress.

Some people recognized the side faces of Yan Weidian, who was in the window, Yan Weida Yun Changxiang handsome temperament, although only once, I also left a deep impression on many members, so I greeted, "Qi Ge" Friend? Take Tissue? "

Yan Weixun only revealed his face, it looked very warm, there was no exception, except for his eyes a little red blood, he smiled: "Yes."

"Qi brother is inside." The man refers to the gate of the party.

Yan Weida nodded. After those people left, they took the car, and the blood came with blood, and pulled a little bandage, both hands in the windbreaker pocket.

The dance group is very big, and Yan Weixun is slowly walking. After a dance room, the feelings of the mystery, the heart seems to be expected, and it seems very panic, step on the footsteps of the ground feedback to the eardrum, .

"Don't be sad, it will be fine."

Qi Xiao's voice came from the corner and stopped the footsteps under the way.

"Qi brother, I am very afraid."

The voice of the cry cavity, the breath of Yan Weidun almost stopped.

"Don't be afraid, believe in me, will definitely be fine."

"Sorry, I can only quit completely."

"It doesn't matter, you have already done it very well ..."

"Qi brother ..."

Yan Weixun's body slightly turned, explored a little trace, Qi Xiao bowed softly and distressed his back, almost called him, slender blond hair shake, it seems to cry.

Yan Weidian looked fixedly.

Qi Xiao patted his back. When he looked up, he saw that Wei Weixun stood at the corner. The look and gas fields were horrified, and the hand of the shot of Lotte, "Lao Yan ..."

Lotte heirlooms turned over, fake crying, there is no red, when you see Yan Weidian, the expression is still a moment.

Yan Wendun is coming, and there is no expression of Mingli Tian, ​​and I will take someone directly.

Qi Xiaoyu, busy, ", what?" Because the expression of Wei Weidian is too horrible, he and Mingle day have a little unpleasant, he is afraid that Yan Weidun will quarrel with Ming La.

Yan Wendun pulled the bright sky, cold road: "Let's open."

Qi Xiao is not letting, "You are clear, you are looking for fun, don't pull him, you are so fierce."

Yan Weixun said directly: "I talk to my boyfriend, can you let?"

Qi Xiao's eyes are widened, and the eyes come back to the two, and this is a little different from the gas field between the two.

In the face of Qi Xiao's face, Yan Weixun pulled someone to the arms, low Shen said: "Go."