The Actor Wants to Divorce

Seeing that he cared so much about the male star, Lin Zhaozhi felt a little unhappy in his heart.

Not to mention, Ji An also pretended to be a couple with that male star.

Lin Zhaozhi snorted coldly, and said, "What else, the entertainment industry can't stay any longer. Just change."

"Ah? Is it so serious?" Ji An curled his eyebrows: "Will you not see him anymore?"

Lin Zhaozhi twitched his ears, "You still think it's a pity, don't you?"

"No!" Ji An hurried to save his ears, crying: "Ah...it hurts, it hurts, you let go, you let go!"

Lin Zhaozhi released his hand.

Ji An’s ears were all red, and he felt wronged: “What are you jealous about? He and I are fakes, and then the money and goods are both cleared, and there is no contact for 800 years.”

But at that time, he saw that Fang was so handsome, and he was indeed moved by it, but it was a pity that his thoughts were not on him at all...

Never let Lin Zhaozhi know about this.

This man usually has piles of truths, just like a worldly expert, but in fact, his belly is so small that he is jealous!

Even forcing him to donate all his savings!

Ji An's heart couldn't help but "chuckle".

Damn it, isn't he on a thief ship, right?

"What are you thinking about again?"

Lin Zhaozhi picked up his mobile phone and flicked on Ji An's forehead twice.

"Don't hit me all the time!" Ji An frowned, fiercely, "My brother said that when I fell from upstairs, his head was the one that fell. What if you break it? You raise me?"

"I told you to leave other men alone."

Ji An mumbled softly: "He is not considered another man, he is my former client anyway, besides, I am not in charge of him, can't I gossip?"

He wondered: "What the **** did he make? How can anyone admit to domestic violence and abuse others? Isn't this self-destructive?"

"Ji An."

Lin Zhaozhi couldn't bear it, gritted his teeth and said, "You can try one more sentence."

"Don't talk, don't talk!" Ji An shook his head repeatedly, but couldn't help but glanced at the TV.

Lin Zhaozhi tidied the room, and it was dark.

"I'll go to the supermarket downstairs to buy something, and you will be honest at home."

Ji An murmured, "Bring me potato chips, I want tomato flavor!"

Lin Zhaozhi frowned: "Eat less junk food."

Ji An curled his lips: "Why is it so troublesome to fall in love with you? This is forbidden and that is forbidden. You can also take care of me if I have a potato chip."

Lin Zhaozhi didn't speak, but stood at the door, looking at him in a chilly manner.

Ji An persuaded: "If you don't eat it, don't eat it, I quit."

Lin Zhaozhi left contentedly.

As soon as he left, Ji An took out his cell phone and found a string of long-standing cell phone numbers in his address book.

He thought about it. Lin Zhaozhi wanted him to donate all the money he earned. If Fang Zhi is blocked, then he won't be able to make money in the future. Instead of donating the money, how about... return it to Fang Zhi?

Ji An bit his lip at the string of numbers, and dialed it over──

The phone was hung up all at once.

Ji An unwillingly slapped it over again.

Still hang up.

"Hey! It's kind of stubborn!"

Lao Tzu is more stubborn than you.

Ji An continued to call, but was hung up five or six times, and the call was finally connected.

There was a hoarse voice from inside.

"Which reporter are you?"

Ji An stunned: "Huh?" What reporter?

"Okay, I don't care which media you are, what you want to ask, just ask."

Ji An is even more confused.

He was about to speak when he heard two hoarse and tired laughs.

"I said everything that should be said at the press conference. Every sentence is true. I made the recording video. I abused the people. What else do you have to ask? I'll tell you all the fuck! "

Ji An was shaking with his cell phone.

This...Is it crazy?

"That... Brother? Do you remember me? I'm Ji An... You've looked for me before..."

There was a noise on the other end of the phone, and then the voice changed.

The voice was angry, "I said you were too much, right? This is Fang Zhi's personal mobile phone number. You have been harassing by phone and text messages since yesterday. There is no end to it!"

Ji An recognized the voice: "Brother Yang Jie?"

The voice on the phone was stunned.

"Jian?"

Ji An nodded vigorously: "Yeah."

"Ah, it was you, sorry, I thought, I thought it was a reporter."

"I saw the news... Um, are you all right?"

Yang Jie smiled dryly, "Hurt, it's okay, Ji An, I'm really sorry, things have been really messed up in the last two days, I don't know if the boss’s personal phone number was sold by that bitch. , I have been receiving all kinds of harassing calls and threatening text messages last night. The brother is not in a good mood, don’t take it to heart."

Ji An said softly, "It's okay, it's okay, I won't care."

"If you have nothing else, I'll hang up first, and I still have something to do."

Ji An hurriedly called him: "Hey, wait, I have something."

He said everything out of his head.

"Look, you give me a bank card number, and I will transfer the money to you in two days."

"This one…"

Suddenly Fang Zhi's cold voice came from the phone, "Whose call?"

Yang Jie; "Jian's, just the little actor you looked for before."

The voice on the phone changed back to Fang Zhi.

"Jian?"

Ji An: "Hello Brother!"

Fang Zhi said indifferently, "What's the matter with you?"

"It's just that I want to return the money to you."

Fang Zhi refused directly: "No, you deserve it. Give it back to me. What do you use?"

Ji An thought of Lin Zhaozhi, with a warm heart: "It's okay! Um... elder brother, I'm getting married, and my boyfriend is very kind to me. Don't worry about me."

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

Just when Ji An wondered if he had hung up the phone, he heard him seemingly wry smile.

"You are going to get married... that's great."

"Brother, I can do that money..."

Before Ji An finished speaking, Fang Zhi hung up the phone.

After calling again, the phone has been turned off.

Ji An sighed helplessly while holding the phone.

Yes, this money seems to be donated.

Lin Zhaozhi bought some fresh vegetables from the supermarket, and when he returned to the apartment, he simply cooked three dishes and one soup.

Ji An had eaten the sick meal for more than half a month in the hospital, and his mouth was so gluttonous that he ate a plate of coke chicken wings made by Lin Zhaozhi.

"Eat so much, you are careful not to fall asleep uncomfortably at night."

Ji'an licked his paws "baby babble" and squinted comfortably, "I have a lot of appetite, and it won't be uncomfortable."

Lin Zhaozhi sneered: "Anyone who has a lot of appetite and is too thin?"

"Isn't that no one ever cooked for me before." Ji An wiped his hands with a tissue and mumbled: "It's boring to go out to eat alone. I often eat instant noodles."

He looked at Lin Zhaozhi mysteriously: "Guess how long can I eat instant noodles for the longest?"

Lin Zhaozhi sneered: "I don't want to guess."

"Two months!" Ji An smiled with a stomachache: "I had three boxes of instant noodles, beef, sauerkraut, and shiitake mushrooms. After eating for more than two months, I finally vomited. I feel nauseous when I hear instant noodles, how about it. Isn't Dad awesome?"

Lin Zhaozhi looked at him, frowning involuntarily.

He sighed and held Ji An's hand: "Idiot, you are not allowed to eat that kind of food in the future. I will make you whatever you want to eat."

Ji An's eyes reddened, "Lin Zhaozhi, why are you so good to me, I don't know how to repay you."

He stared at Lin Zhaozhi and blinked, "Or, I will pay for it?"

"what?"

Ji An: "Then I have nothing else to give you."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Lin Zhaozhi went to pull his ears again: "Just your leg, do you still want to pay for it? Just lie down."

Ji An was stubborn. He hugged Lin Zhaozhi next to him, frowning tightly: "Then... I'll help you."

Lin Zhaozhi coughed twice.

He stared at Ji An in surprise, "Ji An, you..."

"It's okay!" Ji An's complexion rose a little bit, lowered his head, and his voice was very soft: "I have very good skills, and I promise to be very comfortable."

He went to untie Lin Zhaozhi's belt while talking.

One of Lin Zhao held him down.

"Jian, you don't need to do this."

Ji An's eyes turned red involuntarily. He raised his head, staring at Lin Zhaozhi with some anxiety and panic, "Do you... don't you think I'm clean?"

"what?"

Ji An looked ugly and scratched his head, and explained in a low voice: "I haven't helped too many people. Really, only two. If you feel dirty, I can use my hands..."

"Jian, enough."

Lin Zhaozhi gritted his teeth and interrupted Ji An.

Ji An looked at him blankly, his heart was terribly uncomfortable, Lin Zhaozhi was so good, he was nothing like Ji An.

"I am sorry…"

Lin Zhaozhi squeezed his chin and asked him to look up at him.

"Jian, I don’t agree with you doing this kind of thing for me, not because I dislike you, but I want you to understand that between the two of us, there is no need for this. Since I have decided to live with you for the rest of my life, I I have accepted your past, no matter whether it is good or bad, I like you as always. I hope we two go to bed or make love, because we like each other, not...a kind of transaction, A kind of return that you have to give me to me, do you understand?"

Ji An's voice is hoarse: "Then I like you, I want to get it for you. Why don't you like me?"

Lin Zhaozhi choked, then softly put a kiss on his lips.

"Fool, how am I willing to bully you as a patient."

Ji An blinked, arched his head into his arms and sniffed.

"Lin Zhaozhi, do you feel a loss when you are with me?"

"Where did you lose?"

Ji An: "You said you were looking for a virgin."

Lin Zhaozhi has a headache: "You said it was before, can't I be planted on you now?"

Ji An was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly raised his head: "Would you like to spend money to find a place to sleep for a night?"

Lin Zhaozhi's face turned dark, he directly picked up Ji An from the wheelchair, carefully guarded his leg, turned over, pressed it on his own leg, and pulled his pants down.

"Fuck! What are you doing?"

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