I heard I'm the official partner of the villain

Chapter 52 Is It Sweet?

Yan Yuxiu followed his line of sight and looked over, his eyes darkened.

He remembers it.

Feng Ci stood up, "It's getting late, should we watch a movie or go back?"

Yan Yuxiu slowly put his hands into his trouser pockets, "Go back."

Feng Ci walked back, "Then please ask you another day, I am also quite sleepy now."

Yan Yuxiu looked at his side face, with sculpted eyebrows and straight nose, with neat lines, still showing the cleanliness of a young man, his expression was complicated for a moment, "Actually, I have seen you a long time ago."

Feng Ci's pace was sloppy, and there was a trace of tiredness between his brows, "How early is it?"

"When you were three years old."

Feng Ci paused and turned to look at him, "Really?!"

Yan Yuxiu sighed lightly, "I hope it's true."

"..."

Feng Ci stepped forward, "This joke is not funny."

Yan Yuxiu was taken aback, "Why?"

why?

Yan Yuxiu really took this as a joke?

Is there a problem with the big boss's joke?

Feng Ci said, "I don't want to see you when I'm three years old, it's too embarrassing."

Yan Xixiu smiled, "You were very cute back then."

"...???"

Feng Ci looked back at him again, "How do you know?"

"I have photos of you from childhood to adulthood."

"…………………"

Rich as hell can make ghosts turn around!

Feng Ci strode forward, leaving a ruthless back, "I don't want to see you at night, I don't want to sleep with you, go back by yourself."

Yan Yuxiu stood where he was, and kept looking at him until Feng Ci's figure had gone far away, then turned back and looked at the street, his expression froze for a moment.

He really didn't expect that Feng Ci would see it with his own eyes.

Feng Ci walked for a while, but there was no sound of footsteps behind him.

People should have gone back.

His steps slowed down.

In fact, he didn't really want to go back, but he didn't know where to go.

It's as if the world is so big that he doesn't even have a place to see it.

It's not that I can't watch it, but that I can't arouse my interest.

He always feels that he has forgotten something, many, many, sometimes it feels really familiar, but there is always a feeling of being deceived by memory.

It feels weird.

Sometimes he wonders if he is sick.

But he is still alive and well.

He once told Lu Qingyang about this doubt. That guy was holding the precious Angela baby in one hand, and he was replying to his girlfriend with the other. Think, maybe you have gone crazy.

Fengci smashed a book on him.

Lu Qingyang quickly dodges, oops, why do you think so much, life is short, enjoy yourself in time, if you have the time, you might as well find a girlfriend to fill up your barren emotional experience.

Feng Ci didn't bother to talk to him.

Maybe, he really thought too much.

It was late at this point, and there were very few pedestrians on the street.

Feng Ci walked down a street, and was stopped by an ice cream at the corner.

"..."

Tell me, who coaxes her boyfriend to get ice cream? ? ?Um? ? ?

He stared blankly at the white ice cream, which looked pretty, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "I don't want to eat it."

After speaking, he walked around and was about to leave, but the cuffs were pulled, and the man said in a low voice, "I don't want to go back by myself."

Feng Ci, "You can have someone send you back."

"That's no different from going back alone," Yan Yuxiu pursed her lips, her voice a little hoarse.

"A Ci, in this world, I only have you."

Feng Ci was a little confused, "How could that be?"

Yan Yuxiu's voice was soft, ethereal like smoke, yet revealing a deep-seated stubbornness, "I've always wanted you very much."

He focused his eyes, "I just want you to stay with me."

Feng Ci frowned, "Beside you—"

Well, there is really no one around this person.

Looks like a deep autistic person.

This man was staring at him quietly, Feng Ci looked at that look, and felt more pitiful than a puppy that was about to starve to death in the winter, as if whoever threw him away cruelly, turned around and he would fall into the [-]th level of hell and never recover look.

He reached out to take the ice cream and took a bite, "Okay, I see."

Yan Yuxiu smiled, very satisfied.

ooc please! ! !

Feng Ci howled silently in his heart. Even if he was killed, he would never have imagined that Chairman Yanda would laugh so stupidly because of a single sentence. Where did his usual noble and indifferent temperament go? ! !Don't want your own image? ! !

No, since he changed the skin of this gentle scum tonight, half of his character design has been lost.

Moreover, Feng Ci seriously suspects that Chairman Yanda's acting talent is full of talents, that aura, you can accept it when you say it, it's pitiful, you can pretend it when you say it, the effect, even someone with a strong heart like him is almost affected no more.

Feng Ci bit the ice cream, "Go back."

Yan Xixiu, "Yeah."

...Like a little daughter-in-law.

Feng Ci thought about it, and smiled, "Actually, I really like the gentle lady."

Yan Yuxiu looked calm, "I think you like gentle styles."

As he said, he smiled softly at Feng Ci.

……Depend on.

What a nice smile.

Feng Ci looked at it for a long time with the eyes of a pure passerby, and he was really gentle, without any sense of attack.

Those eyes are so gentle that it can make one's heart tremble.

He felt that his job as an actor was about to be robbed.

He sighed silently, very sad, "People like you are used to poke people's hearts."

Yan Yuxiu was stunned for a moment, then understood what he meant, and explained, "Actually, I have only seen those photos once, and what I often watch is your play."

He said in a low voice, "You have played a very gentle character. When you smile, you are like a moon flower quietly blooming in the courtyard at night, and every look in your eyes is full of tenderness."

He watched it many times and kept thinking about it.

If Feng Ci showed this expression to him, he would do anything, even taking his life to practice it.

Afterwards, he never saw that movie again.

Because deceiving himself will only make him realize more deeply how pathetic he is.

Feng Ci was thinking, can he still be gentle? !

...I can't imagine that kind of scene at all.

He lowered his eyes to look at the ice cream, there was still half of it left, and handed one side of the untouched one to Yan Xixiu's lips, "Come, take a bite."

Yan Xixiu took a bite, it was ice-cold, and a sweet sweet taste spread in his mouth.

Feng Ci asked, "Is it sweet?"

Yan Xixiu nodded.

The corners of Feng Ci's eyes rolled down, "From now on, drink less coffee and eat more sweets. If you can't sleep at night, you can come to me."

He raised his eyebrows, somewhat recklessly and frivolously, "I'm waiting anytime."

Seeing the man smile, Feng Ci changed his subject, "Actually, I don't really like gentle styles, it's just one of my tastes."

Yan Yuxiu asked, "Then what style do you like best?"

"I like... I think," Feng Ci looked up at the night sky, with a crescent moon hanging above it, the moonlight was hazy, his eyes lost focus for a moment, and at that moment, he felt that his eyes were blank, and there was nothing in sight. Can not remember.

But he quickly regained his senses and said with a teasing smile, "Maybe I like you like this."

He looked at Yan Yuxiu, nodded emphatically, "Well, yes, I can't fault it."

Yan Yixiu said, he has, a lot.

However, he dared not and would not expose it in front of this person.

Nobody likes a pervert.

Especially people like Feng Ci who have been upright since childhood.

You see, this person is so gentle, even if he doesn't like it, he will praise him softly; I am afraid that he will deliberately distort his character and say that he doesn't like gentle styles; just dig out a little of your heart and show him, he will Will take it softly.

There is no one better than him.

Feng Ci took a bite of the egg yolk tube, it was crunchy, then raised it to cover his face, and suppressed his voice, "I feel like someone is patting me."

Yan Yuxiu looked forward, "Someone is shooting you, but you can't hide your face with this thing."

It just makes people feel so cute.

Feng Ci took it down and bit his mouth again, "Run or not? Do you have a car?"

Yan Xixiu pulled him down, and the two stopped on the side of the road. Within half a minute, a black car pulled up in front of them.

Feng Ci looked at the person sitting in the driver's seat, hey, he was an acquaintance, Qin He.

Is this dare to follow behind?

All right, with Yan Xixiu's status alone, bodyguards must follow him at all times, and there may be more than one of them.

But these bodyguards of his are quite magical, as if they can be invisible, they are obviously by his side, and they can basically be ignored at ordinary times, because the sense of presence is too low.

Feng Ci completely ignored the mind of the sneak photographer and got into Yan Xixiu's car.

"Where?"

"Back to the hotel."

When they arrived at the hotel, Feng Ci looked at Yan Yuxiu beside him, and teased, "Can't sleep at night?"

Qin He, "..."

He heard nothing.

This world is without him.

He is air now.

Yan Yuxiu looked calm, "Well, I can't sleep."

Qin He, "..."

He needs to repeat those three sentences.

And, does his boss love Fengci too much?

On the road, you can just dump it as soon as you say it, and you don't give face at all.

At that time, he felt that it was definitely not their boss.

They Yan Dong is such a domineering and cold-blooded person.

surely not.

He is dreaming.

Qin He lived on the first floor, so he got out of the elevator early.

On the fifth floor, just as Feng Ci and the others went out, they heard voices coming from the corridor.

Feng Ci glanced at it, drama?

Time: around 10:30pm.

Location: On the fifth floor of the hotel, by visual inspection it is the door of Xie Congjia's room.

Characters: Xie Congjia, Mu Xiaomu, and a beautiful woman, probably Xie Congjia's ex-girlfriend, Yu Yu.

I don't know what I'm talking about, but the atmosphere is very strange, Feng Ci pulled Yan Xiu off, serious, "I think with the level of hatred between the two of us, we may be involved in the scene now."

Xie Congjia won't, he has always been cautious, but the other two are not necessarily, especially Yu Yu, a character who is not too lively, and has devoted his life to blacking Xie Congjia.

What's more, he had tried many times in Ling Chenyi's place before, what is called hatred value can also have a butterfly plot effect.

Yan Yuxiu followed him completely, "So?"

"So," Feng Ci thought for a moment, "It seems that paparazzi can't get in here, forget it, I'm too lazy to cause trouble."

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and asked Yan Yuxiu, "What song do you like to listen to?"

"yours."

Feng Ci raised his eyes and met his eyes. Through the thin lenses, he could see the gentle light inside, like a firefly in a summer night, beautiful and soft, and also like a little spark falling into the valley of his heart. All of a sudden, a fierce flame ignited.

He felt a little hot and his throat was a little itchy.

The finger pressed down unconsciously, not knowing whose song was played.

"It's like an unplanned plot

feeling is pulling us closer

Take your hand and walk in the moonlight

Listen to the sound of heartbeat chords"

He leaned over and slowly kissed the man's lips, biting his teeth lightly and licking tentatively, more straightforward and eager than the last time, this time his movements were gentle and quiet.

The sound of the mobile phone is not low, sweet music tunes reverberate throughout the corridor, floating from one end to the other, the joyful jumps on the black and white keys make the air a little bit sweet.

The sweetness of the ice cream on the lips is like a tempting vanilla icing, which makes people want to let go.

"The weather like midnight is transparent

fireflies are your eyes

play the piano like roses in tea

Listen to the long sound of longing and sleepless"

— Schubert Rose

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