The beauty god is forced to love every day

After lunch, Jin Zeyan prepared to take a nap in the office. He lay on the bed inside, tossing and turning but couldn't fall asleep.

In the past, Brother Qing always liked to tease him and would not let him go until he became red in the face. The two of them would sleep in each other's arms, but now he was gone.

He didn't know why, but his chest suddenly felt empty and he felt listless.

He didn't sleep the whole afternoon. He picked up his phone and opened their chat interface. The screen slowly dimmed and finally fell silent.

After typing a paragraph, my finger hovered above the send button, but I was hesitant to press it. We have only been apart for one day, so maybe I should be too anxious?

As he thought about it, he sighed softly and deleted the words he had just typed word by word.

After a moment, he couldn't help typing again, carefully typing out a simple and ordinary sentence, his eyes moving back and forth between the text and the blank space on the screen.

The tangled emotions entangled his heart like vines, over and over again, making him anxious, and in the end, he sent nothing out.

When filming in the afternoon, he was a little absent-minded and was NGed once. He tapped his head lightly and forced himself to cheer up.

After finally finishing today's scene, he couldn't wait to take out his phone. His chat with Yan Qing was still stuck on what happened a day ago.

He was visibly disappointed and barely ate dinner. After a few days, he couldn't help but send a message to Yan Qing.

I waited for a long time but there was no reply. Before, I always got a reply within seconds. I imagined countless possibilities in my mind and found the most appropriate one to comfort myself.

Brother Qing is busy and may not have seen it. When he sees it, he will definitely reply.

Yan Qing, who was far away in Country H, was standing on the side of the road, wearing a silver-white striped suit, staring at a few people.

"I want to destroy you and replace the system with a new one, one, two, you idiot."

A pair of chubby little hands hugged Yan Qing's thighs and cried so loudly, but it was just thunder without any rain.

[Boss, don't be like this, I really didn't mean it. Who knew that except for this flight, all other flights were cancelled due to weather reasons. ]

In fact, he was watching cartoons yesterday and forgot to book the flight, so he only found out after they arrived.

Yan Qing looked down at Yi Er, and with a slight movement of his fingers, he lifted Yi Er up to his eyes, "Book the fastest flight back home the day after tomorrow."

[Boss, the earliest we can wait is three days. Due to the heavy snow, all flights to Country H have been suspended.] Yi Er said truthfully, his big purple eyes carefully observing Yan Qing's reaction.

Yan Qing held the phone and looked at the message on it. His irritable mood was relieved a little and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Jin Zeyan: [Brother Qing, when will you be back? ]

Yan Qing: [Soon, three days later, I miss you.]

Jin Zeyan: [Well, then the agreement for three days later will still count! Do you want to postpone it for one day? ]

Yan Qing: [No need, I will be back on time. Don't wear casual clothes, dress formally, after all, we are getting the marriage certificate.]

Jin Zeyan: [Okay, the director asked me to shoot a scene, let’s talk in the evening.]

Yan Qing: [Well, go ahead! ]

Putting away his phone, Yan Qing removed the divine power that had been restraining him, "The day after tomorrow, then it will be the day after tomorrow! Let's book a hotel and go back to sleep."

[Okay, boss.]

He has been busy discussing cooperation these days, and every day he has either a dinner party or a drinking party, which makes him very tired, and he also met some unreliable people.

Ugh!

Two days passed, Yan Qing sat on the sofa, his fingers tapping on the keyboard, his silver square-framed glasses reflecting the white light of the computer.

Suddenly, Yi Er came out of his sea of consciousness, "Boss, an outlier has appeared, it's in the east, very close to here."

"Project it." Yan Qing read the last contract methodically, revised it, and closed the computer.

I picked up my coat and went out.

There was heavy snow on the streets at night. There were almost no pedestrians on the road and even the shops on both sides of the street were closed.

With the blessing of divine power, Yan Qing appeared dozens of meters away in just one step. If it were not for his insufficient divine power, he would have been teleported directly through space.

In a small alley, the scene was extremely chaotic. Dozens of people holding sticks were beating up a few people.

Yan Qing did not step forward immediately, "Who is the outlier? The muscular man who led the beating."

Yi Er pointed at the boy in the corner, [The skinny one, the one who was shivering in a T-shirt in the middle of winter.]

Yan Qing looked at him in disbelief, "Are you sure that the boy who looked so weak has some abnormality in his stats?"

Yi Er stared at the rising red data on the blue screen, [Force Value.]

The next second, blood dripped onto the boy's fingertips. The boy looked at him in horror, and then his whole body suddenly became abnormal.

The eyes hidden by the hair turned blood red in an instant. He took a step forward and knocked the man to the ground with one hand, then turned around and stared fiercely at everyone present.

In a few breaths, all the people were knocked over, and the ground was filled with the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Across the street, Yan Qing and the boy looked at each other, "Sure enough, his fighting power is beyond the standard."

The thumb and middle finger were slightly bent, making a crisp sound, and in an instant the space was confined, and everyone was unable to move and lost consciousness.

Yan Qing walked forward slowly and touched the boy's forehead with her fingertips. "I'm very sorry. Although you are indeed very powerful, you won't live long."

"So I took away your anomaly and gave you a life of peace and security."

The red anomaly turned into a small ball floating on the fingertips. Yan Qing stared at it and found that it was just an ordinary energy ball, nothing special about it.

"Let's go, one, two, call the police! Find a job for this teenager."

[Oh!] Yi Er flew away from the boy and quickly followed him.

After walking away, Yan Qing snapped his fingers lightly, and everything returned to normal, except for the boy's meaningful look.

The next morning, Yan Qing boarded the flight back home on time. As the plane landed in South City, he felt inexplicably excited.

As soon as he got out of the airport, he saw a person not far away. Even though he was wearing a mask, he recognized him at a glance. When he got closer, he found that Jin Zeyan had dressed up carefully today.

His short black hair was combed neatly, and his well-cut suit made him look tall and straight. He also wore cufflinks. He was rarely seen in formal clothes.

Obviously noticed.

The moment Jin Zeyan saw Yan Qing, the anxiety he had felt for many days was soothed and his empty heart felt at ease.

Without caring about anything else, he took two steps at a time and hugged the person.

Yan Qing reached out and patted Jin Zeyan's back, "Are you missing me? Relax, or you'll strangle me to death. You've become a widow before you even get the marriage certificate."

Jin Zeyan quickly reached out and covered Yan Qing's mouth, "Don't talk nonsense, we want to live a long life."

"Yes, yes, why did you come to pick me up? There are so many people here, aren't you afraid of being seen?" Yan Qing joked with a smile.

Jin Zeyan reached out and held Yan Qing's hand, then led the group out. "I just wanted to see you, I didn't think too much about it."