Keep Your Voice Low, Do You Want to Do 0 Glory for Love?

[The miser who is right since "1" is attacked vs. The black-bellied green tea love brain actor] Su Yan felt that she had only two obsessions in her life: holding on to her wallet tightly and acting like an iron man, and drawing a clear line with that sweetheart who became famous at a young age. After all, one is a clerk who knows how to make money, and the other is a new actor standing at the top of the pyramid. They are not from the same world. Until the social software installed by his colleague popped up a matching prompt, and the name that was so familiar that it made him frown was sending a message with the actor's unique, seemingly harmless smile. In the hotel room, Su Yan crossed his arms and tried to maintain the last bit of dignity: "Mainland Best Actor, I'm not interested in 'brotherhood', not to mention -" he emphasized, "I am number 1, so my number has been bumped." Lu Zhuo suddenly softened his posture, his eyes were red, and his voice was low and hoarse, as if he was coquettishly speaking: "Brother Su Yan, this is the first time... I can do it. Even if you have a coagulation disorder, as long as it's you..." Seeing the other party's expression on the verge of tears, Su Yan felt for the first time that something had quietly disturbed the principles he adhered to. One day later, Su Yan leaned against the door of the kitchen and watched Lu Zhanmian put a band-aid on his scratched finger without changing his mind. Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Has your coagulation disorder expired?" Lu Zhuo turned around, smiling innocently, but there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes: "Probably... He was cured by Brother Su Yan." After all, he said, money can make all the difference. And Su Yan was always the one he was bound to win.