Wen Zhao looked at Pei Zeyan, a smile in her eyes, "Really? Who is this friend of yours?"
"If I were to say his name, it would scare you to death!" Pei Zeyan.
"Really? Then tell me, scare me." Wen Zhao's smile deepened.
Pei Zeyan chuckled, "His name is Wen Zhao. He's incredibly talented. He can sing, he can dance, and he's good-looking too. He has tons of fans, he's a top star, you know? The number of his Weibo followers would blow your mind!"
"Wow, that's impressive!" Wen Zhao raised an eyebrow and deliberately asked, "What? Is he your friend?"
"Of course! Very good friends!" After saying that, Pei Zeyan paused and added, "No, not friends, buddies, we're really good buddies!"
Wen Zhao looked at Pei Zeyan on his face, and didn't say anything, but the light in his eyes was so gentle that it could be squeezed to make water.
"Do you like him?" Wen Zhao asked after a while.
"Of course! He's my best buddy, how could I not like him?" Pei Zeyan patted Wen Zhao on the shoulder. "If you met him, you'd definitely like him too."
"Who wants to be your best buddy?" Wen Zhao muttered somewhat dejectedly.
He spoke softly, Pei Zeyan didn't hear him clearly. He continued, "Do you want his autographed photos? I can get you three! I'll get you three!"
"Three? You're really generous!" Wen Zhao's lips twitched.
Pei Zeyan hummed in agreement and nodded before starting to remove Wen Zhao's clothes.
Wen Zhao froze, immediately grabbing Pei Zeyan's hand, somewhat nervously. "You... what are you going to do?"
"Take off your clothes! Take a picture!" Pei Zeyan, "Then... then sign your name..."
Wen Zhao: "???"
Take photos, go ahead and take photos!
What the heck is taking off clothes?
" Pei Zeyan, let go of me!" Wen Zhao tried hard to pry Pei Zeyan's hands off his clothes, but he couldn't get them off.
I don't know how this guy suddenly became so strong.
"Don't let go, take off your clothes, take a picture!" Pei Zeyan unhappily. "Take... take a picture of my abs!"
Wen Zhao: "???"
Pei Zeyan!
Wen Zhao tried to break free from Pei Zeyan's hand, but Pei Zeyan was using force. In the struggle, with a "hiss," Wen Zhao's shirt was torn in two, and all the buttons on his chest popped off and scattered on the ground.
Wen Zhao: "..."
His chest was wide open, revealing his smooth and powerful muscle lines without reservation.
"Hehe." Pei Zeyan reached out and placed his hand on Wen Zhao's chest muscle without any hesitation, his drunken eyes glazing at Wen Zhao. "Take a picture!"
Wen Zhao: "!!!"
" Pei Zeyan! Do you know what you're doing?" Wen Zhao's breathing became erratic.
Pei Zeyan didn't speak, he just nodded.
The hazy, intoxicated look in his eyes and the blush on his cheeks made Pei Zeyan look soft and adorable. Wen Zhao's apple bobbed twice, and a surge of heat rose from his lower abdomen.
Wen Zhao could no longer restrain himself!
He reached out and hooked his arm around Pei Zeyan's neck, then flipped over and pinned him to the sofa, pressing his body against Pei Zeyan's lips in a deep kiss.
Passionate and uncontrollable.
He released all the emotions he had suppressed and concealed for so long in an instant.
The kiss was passionate and earnest.
He breathed heavily in Pei Zeyan's ear, his loving kisses trailing down his neck.
Just as he reached out to pull off the only piece of clothing Pei Zeyan was wearing, he discovered that Pei Zeyan had already fallen asleep.
Wen Zhao: "..."
Seeing Pei Zeyan sleeping peacefully, the flames burning within Wen Zhao were instantly extinguished.
Okay, okay.
After teasing him, she went straight to sleep.
That's impressive!