[Quick Transmigration] Waking up every day tearing apart Xipi

Jian Yuan pinched his fingers and counted, he had already died for the third time.

The first time he was hit and killed by a truck, the second time he was crushed to death by a flower pot while walking on the road, and the third time he was killed when the train he was riding on exploded.The strange thing is that every time he opened his eyes after death, he would go back to a certain moment before he was alive. When he sat on the plane to City A for the fourth time with half a hot dog in his hand, Jian Yuan suddenly realized that he was caught in a I am in reincarnation.

He lowered his head and took a bite of the hot dog, then looked up at the white sky outside the window, wondering if he should keep smiling at such a time.

His only problem now is that he neither fights monsters nor has the system to give him quests. All he can do is die once every three months.

...he's tired of tuna, it's annoying.

In the first reincarnation, he rented a house in City A, and somehow lived together with an unknown screenwriter for more than a month. Later, an actor who was said to be Little Heavenly King moved into the house, and then the screenwriter and actor got together.Jian Yuan spent the whole time as a single onlooker watching them show their affection. Two months later, when he was about to move out of the house, he was hit by a car and killed.

In the second reincarnation, he tried hard to endure the flash bombs showing affection for three months, and was crushed to death one day.

As for the third reincarnation, he believes that the problem lies with the pair of gay Sippies, who are very determined to get off the airport and then take the train to another city.In this reincarnation, he didn't even live for 24 hours.

Jian Yuan shook his head, picked up the soda water in front of him and drank it down in one gulp, the damn tuna taste in his mouth still didn't dissipate.He looked up at the TV on the plane, and saw the handsome face he had watched three times. When the little heavenly king smiled, he would show a row of white teeth, but this guy is usually a person who owes him 800 million. The face and temper are not too good.

"You took my soda." A white hand waved lightly in front of Jian Yuan's eyes, and then Jian Yuan realized that there was someone next to the plane he had sat on for so long.He turned his head to look, and sitting next to him was a boy about sixteen or seventeen years old, with black hair and blue eyes, of mixed race.

"I'm sorry. Shall I get another bottle for you?" Jian Yuan was a little embarrassed, he suddenly remembered that he had never ordered soda water, and he forgot about it just now.

The boy stared at his face for a while, then shook his head, "It's my fault, I accidentally put it on your desk."

His desk is obviously a little distance from the boy's desk.Jian Yuan's hand holding the cup trembled slightly, he didn't understand the meaning of the young man's words, he always felt like being accosted by someone. "I'll get you another cup."

"No, I don't like drinking soda." The boy put on the earphones hanging around his neck again, withdrew his gaze from Jian Yuan, and began to write Sudoku puzzles on the table.He wrote two numbers, and took another look at Jian Yuan, his dark blue eyes were like ripples on the sea under the sun.

In other words, did he meet this boy in the first three reincarnations?Jian Yuan thought about it in his head, and found that he had no impression of this boy at all. Logically, it would be difficult to forget such a delicate face, but he didn't notice the boy at all.He rubbed his fingers, and when he looked at the boy again, he happened to meet those blue eyes.

"Soda water is what I use to keep my mind flowing," the boy explained to Jian Yuan solemnly without any embarrassment of being caught voyeuristically, "Looking at beautiful people can easily make my speed of doing questions clear."

It was the first time for Jian Yuan to be praised so much about his looks, and he didn't know what to answer, so he said bluntly, "You speak Chinese well."

"Thank you. I was born in China, and Chinese is my mother tongue. I can only speak a little bit of Italian." The young man took off his earphones and looked serious, as if he cared about Jian Yuan's compliment.

"Italian men are masters of love talk."

"I inherited my mother's personality more, and I rarely talk about love. This kind of thing can't be said to people casually." The boy's speech speed is not fast, and he is also a person who doesn't often communicate with others from the way he speaks.He paused for a while, then added, "I just saw that you are not energetic, soda water can make you feel better."

Jian Yuan guessed that this mixed-race boy must be very popular with girls, women will always have a good impression of a good-looking and gentlemanly man.

"Because it's rare to meet someone who looks good enough to make me feel at ease, so I said a few more words." The young man tilted his head and smiled, but the corners of his mouth were not raised much, as if he didn't smile. "Our destination is different, hope to see you again."

Two hours later, the plane arrived in City A. After getting off the plane, Jian Yuan casually found a plastic chair to sit on, not knowing where he should go.He tossed a coin to decide whether he should go or stay, and the result was a landslide victory for Chrysanthemum. After introspection, he realized that he should not have chosen a human head as the side to stay, because there was no human head on the coin.

Jian Yuan dragged his suitcase and walked through the familiar street, the sun at five o'clock in the evening stretched his shadow very long, he walked through the street where he was hit to death, walked through the street where he was crushed to death, and looked up The tracks of the train in the distance.He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, but he didn't get through.

Sure enough, he is no longer in the previous world.

He walked to Xia Qingming's downstairs coffee shop according to his memory, and saw the man in the white shirt and plaid jacket again through the glass.The clothes in the store are still the same as before, the waitresses wear uniforms with slender legs under the skirts, and the tops just outline the well-developed breasts of young girls.

Girls are all beautiful, but the good-looking men in this world are all gay.

"Mr. Jian, I've already ordered cappuccino and cake for you." The man got up to help Jian Yuan pull out the chair, his eyes bent into a thin line, "I ordered the order on my own initiative, I hope you don't mind."

Xia Qingming is very suitable for a white shirt. His complexion is fair, and his facial features are delicate but masculine.

"Thank you, it suits my taste." Jian Yuan shook Xia Qingming's hand and said, "I'm Jian Yuan, and I'm here for a few months because of work. Nice to meet you."

"Leave in a few months?" Xia Qingming turned his head and asked Jian Yuan while receiving the rock candy from the waiter, "I thought I would live here for a few years, even if it's not for work, it's a good choice. Rock candy?"

If he has reincarnated several times, he may have lived here for several years.Jian Yuan thought that even if he used to love tuna hot dogs very much, he would get tired of eating them every day, not to mention the current situation where he has to play reload every three months.

"No need." As soon as Jian Yuan finished speaking, Xia Qingming poured a small bowl of rock sugar into his own cup, and started stirring with a spoon with a smile on his face after pouring.Wait, didn't all the dozen or so pieces of rock sugar be poured in!Since I like sweetness so much, why do I order the bitterest coffee in the store?

Jian Yuan suddenly recalled that in the last reincarnation, when Xia Qingming drank red wine in restaurants, he always liked to pour out the red wine when no one was watching, and then replaced it with the grape juice he brought.

Jian Yuan doesn't feel very good about the cuteness forced by the gentle and refined people.

"Because I'm a screenwriter, I hope I don't make too much noise at home." Xia Qingming took a sip of his coffee and smiled very innocently. "I also want to keep the room as clean as possible. I'm a bit of a clean freak."

"Will anyone else move in? After me."

"There is one, who made a reservation half a year ago, and it is said that he is very easy to get along with."

Easy to get along with a ghost.Jian Yuan rolled his eyes where Xia Qingming couldn't see.

"I don't have much work recently, so I can show you around here to familiarize yourself with the environment."

Jian Yuan nodded first, then shook his head immediately after regaining consciousness.It's not that he doesn't know that Xia Qingming hardly ever goes out, and after staying here for five years, he would get lost next to his home.Before, he was fooled by Xia Qingming's confident appearance, so that Xia Qingming used his mobile phone to check the navigation the whole time when he was leading the way. Instead of seeing that kind of terrible picture, he better understand the environment by himself.

"Thank you, but you don't need to." He went over the words in his head several times, and finally found this euphemism.

Jian Yuan noticed that Xia Qingming's hand that was stirring the coffee stopped for a moment, but the man didn't say anything, just a smile on the corner of his mouth, Danfeng stared at him for a few seconds, and then bent into the same shape as when he first saw him shape.

"Mr. Jane, you are more serious than I thought, but I can see that you are a good person."

Of course he is a good guy.After Jian Yuan drank the remaining cappuccino in the cup, thinking of Xia Qingming's smile just now, he had to admit that this man still looked like a normal person when he smiled.

Xia Qingming's house is above the coffee shop, Jian Yuan walked up the stairs with his eyes closed, his eyes were dark and there was no light.His connection with the world that belonged to him was forcibly cut off, and only he existed here.

"The voice-activated light in the corridor is broken recently, and I will find someone to fix it tomorrow." Xia Qingming walked in front, and used the mobile phone light to shine on Jian Yuan twice, "Mr. Jian, do you have the habit of walking up the stairs with your eyes closed? "

Jian Yuan opened his eyes, looked up at Xia Qingming's cell phone, couldn't help pulling the corners of his mouth to laugh, but failed.

"It's just a habit."

Jian Yuan leaned on the sofa in the living room, feeling drowsy, but he still pulled himself together and stared at the children's paintings hanging on the wall.Xia Qingming said that it was his younger brother's primary school painting, but the signature in the lower left corner of the painting seemed to have been erased, leaving only a light gray mark.

He took out his mobile phone, the time was still the time in his previous world, the only difference was that his address book became blank.Suddenly, Jian Yuan's cell phone buzzed, as if someone had sent him a text message.Probably an ad or bill of exchange or something.he thinks.

He opened the text message, but the place where the sender's number should have been was blank.The text message is very short, only two lines.

[Mission: Prevent Xia Qingming and Xiang Yicheng from becoming lovers within three months. (Ongoing) Punishment: Go back to the starting point of the game. ]

Jian Yuan read the content of the text message blankly, and stopped when his finger was about to slide to the delete position, and clicked on the page to reply to the text message.However, when he wrote a long paragraph to send to the prankster, the system reminded him that the number was empty.

A mother far away in another world, he seems to be played by God.

"Do you want ice cream?" Xia Qingming asked Jian Yuan inarticulately just after taking a shower.

Jian Yuan, who originally wanted to refuse, looked down at the content of the text message, and then nodded.

He needs to calm down now and lower his fire.

Xia Qingming tore open the packaging bag with his teeth, walked to the empty seat next to Jian Yuan and sat down, and secretly glanced at Jian Yuan who was lying on the sofa licking ice cream with a dull expression.

Facial palsy, black hair, fair skin, dark circles under the eyes, and a pretty boy with an oversized face, this setting seems a bit cute.It's not bad to try this type next time the protagonist of the script.Xia Qingming wondered whether to add the setting of animal ears, maybe more girls would like it.

He stroked his chin and thought for a while, and when he turned to look at Jian Yuan again, he found that the other party was already asleep, and there was still matcha ice cream that was accidentally pasted on the corner of his mouth.

The point is that Jian Yuan's unfinished ice cream fell directly on the ground that he had just dragged.

... Forget it, I will not care about it for the time being today because of the cute sleeping face of the other party.

☆, the first pair of Xipi × 1

Jian Yuan woke up with a sore back and a sore back, and then found that he had kept his legs on the ground and his body on the sofa all night, and then when he looked in the mirror, he found that his hair was made into strips by ice cream. At this time, his mood was almost Crashed.

Xia Qingming was frying eggs in the kitchen wearing an apron, looking like a good wife and husband.He saw Jian Yuan wake up and waved the spatula in his hand to say good morning, but Jian Yuan was almost startled by the hot oil brought by his spatula.

"Your breakfast is on the table."

Jian Yuan walked past Xia Qingming while clutching his strip-shaped hair, "I'm going to rinse my mouth and wash my hair."

"After washing your hair, remember to mop the floor beside the sofa." Xia Qingming waved the spatula again.

Jian Yuan had a terrible illusion of getting up in the morning and talking to her mother.

"Is there any university nearby?" Jian Yuan asked Xia Qingming while biting a piece of bread while standing in front of the mirror and wearing a tie.

Fortunately, credit cards can be used across the world, and he can still live on savings for a while.Jian Yuan looked through his wallet, a little bit glad that he brought enough money before reincarnation.When I flipped through the magazine in the morning, I found that it was collecting photos of college life, and the remuneration was very high, but he had graduated for two years.

"There is one in the city center, but it's a bit far from here." Xia Qingming was lying on the sofa watching a TV series, and glanced at Jian Yuan intentionally or unintentionally, "I have a car."

Jian Yuan turned his head to look at Xia Qingming's "please let me take you there" expression, then silently turned his head back.

"...Then please take me there." It costs money to take the bus, and he has to be diligent and thrifty to manage his family recently.

"No." Xia Qingming rolled his eyes and continued watching TV.

Why does grandma show that expression if she doesn't have a bear?Jian Yuan almost wanted to throw the bread in his mouth onto Xia Qingming's face.

"I have something to do today, and I have to meet someone. I'll have time if you want to go tomorrow." Xia Qingming changed the channel and just tuned to the TV series that Xiang Yicheng was acting on recently.

Jian Yuan suddenly understood why her right eyelid kept twitching when she woke up.Today, Xiang Yicheng would pay the rent first. Xia Qingming and Xiang Yicheng hit it off immediately, and the friendship bar rose rapidly, and then he was completely reduced to the background.

"Is it another renter? I'll go too."

Xia Qingming paused while holding the remote control, "How do you know?"

"I heard you calling in the morning. I'm so prepared to see what he looks like first."

"You don't have to worry about this, it's quite handsome." Xia Qingming still didn't bring Jian Yuan with him.After a while he didn't hear Jian Yuan's voice, and when he turned his head to look, he found that Jian Yuan was hugging his knees and huddled in the corner of the wall. Because of the backlight, Jian Yuan's face was covered with a shadow, and he looked very aggrieved.

Did you hide in a corner and play cute maliciously because you were rejected? A man with a height of 1.7 meters curled up in a corner...

Xia Qingming shrugged, how could he be the kind of person who would easily change his decision for the sake of a man's cuteness.

"I'll just take you there."

When Jian Yuan sat in front of Xiang Yicheng with Xia Qingming, he realized that all he could do was lean against the corner and drink ice lemon soda.

In fact, after receiving that text message last night, he thought of many ways to break up Xia Qingming and Xiang Yicheng. For example, he hugged Xia Qingming in front of Xiang Yicheng preconceived and declared loudly, "I am his man".Or put a brick on Yicheng's head in the dark night and put him in a coma for three months, everything will be fine.However, the reality is that if he came, it would be the same as if he hadn't. Xiang Yicheng never glanced at him.

"The person next to you doesn't seem to like me very much." Xiang Yicheng said to Xia Qingming while holding a glass of cocktail.

"His facial expression is like this, don't worry about it." Xia Qingming patted Jian Yuan's shoulder with a smile on his face, reminding him to put away that expression of "eat shit" first.

"...I just don't understand why one of you is drinking a cocktail and the other is drinking cat poop coffee, and only I am drinking a kid's soda."

Hearing these words, Xiang Yicheng finally glanced at Jian Yuan, his eyes were full of coldness and contempt, "I only made an appointment with the landlord, so it's good enough to buy you soda by the way."

"It's really not good to only order children's soda." Xia Qingming also found that this matter was unreasonable, hesitated for a while and said to Xiang Yicheng, "You should order the whole children's meal for him."

Xiang Yicheng's hand holding the wine glass and Jian Yuan's hand holding the drink shook at the same time.Xiang Yicheng glanced at Jian Yuan with a complicated expression, then raised his hand and called the waiter over, "Add another set meal for children.".

Later, Jian Yuan found out that the ice cream in the children's meal was still delicious.The final situation was that Xiang Yicheng and Xia Qingming were seriously discussing something next to him. He was sitting next to him eating chicken legs and eating ice cream, completely oblivious to what the two next to him were talking about.

An hour later, Xia Qingming stopped rubbing the coffee cup, his palms were already covered with fine sweat, Xiang Yicheng did not talk to him with an equal attitude, although he had heard people in the circle say that Xiang Yicheng I have a bad temper and are not easy to get along with, but I never thought getting along would be so hard.He even felt that when he was talking to Xiang Yicheng, he was a servant rather than a human being. This man looked at people from a high place, so in Xiang Yicheng's eyes, people with no status were equivalent to ants.

"Jian Yuan, go back." When Xia Qingming turned his head, he saw Jian Yuan lying on the table sleeping soundly. Jian Yuan buried his whole face in his arms, and Xia Qingming could only see the twirling of his hair.Xia Qingming thought for a while, but still didn't wake him up.

"I still have three hours, please don't waste my time." Xiang Yicheng looked at the Rolex watch on his wrist, frowned and grabbed Jian Yuan's hair. The latter was still in a coma when he was caught.Xiang Yicheng glanced at the cream on Jian Yuan's mouth in disgust, took two pieces of tissue paper and wiped the corners of Jian Yuan's mouth vigorously, then grabbed Jian Yuan's hair and dragged him from the seat.

Xia Qingming regretted not waking Jian Yuan up again.

"I have something to tell him, you drive in front, and I'll follow you behind." Xiang Yicheng threw Jian Yuan into the passenger seat of his car and said to Xia Qingming. After speaking, he got into the driver's seat and After closing the car door, Xia Qingming didn't have time to speak at all.

Jian Yuan was half awake, but still lying on the passenger seat in the posture of being thrown in.

Xiang Yicheng held the steering wheel with one hand, and his eyes did not stay on Jian Yuan, "Sit upright and fasten your seat belt. Is it comfortable to lie on your stomach?"

"Comfortable."

"Then you continue to lie on your stomach, and I will help you fasten your seat belt."

The appearance of him being tied to the passenger seat in this posture flashed across Jian Yuan's mind, but he still chose to turn over and put on the seat belt by himself.

"What are you thinking?"

"My mind is a little messed up, I don't know whether to think about it from the novel routine of the domineering president falling in love with me or the young master."

"...I just want to talk to you about some precautions. I don't want unpleasant things to happen when we live together." Xiang Yicheng got a cigar from somewhere and put it in his mouth, but he didn't light it, "The first One, I'm a clean freak, keep the house clean and tidy. Two, don't bring women into the house. Three, don't tell your friends or anyone else that I live with you, don't bring trouble to me .”

Everyone said that he was a clean freak, but in the end he cleaned up the room by himself.Jian Yuanxin said that if he wanted him to clean up, he just said it directly, why use such a roundabout way.The reason why he can't bring women is because Xiang Yicheng has a woman phobia. This is the first reincarnation he heard from Xia Qingming occasionally. It is said that this guy will go into a berserk state when he meets a woman, and he usually tries his best to restrain himself when facing female fans. a good image.

"That's all there is to say. Hope we can get along."

"I hope too." But such a thing is simply impossible.Jian Yuan believes that he is doomed not to get along with Xiang Yicheng at all, because he and Xiang Yicheng's horoscopes are not compatible.

Xiang Yicheng's visit this time is not a formal stay, but just to see the layout of the room in advance.When Jian Yuan was lying sideways on the sofa, he heard Xiang Yicheng discussing with Xia Qingming whether to replace all the furniture with new ones, install a fish tank on the wall, hang two world famous paintings and so on.Jian Yuan really wanted to yell at Yicheng, why don't he distribute Apple notebooks to benefit the people if he has money to do these useless things, but now he can only lie on the sofa silently and look at Xiang Yicheng, "too small to Watch" TV screen.

Reality is always so cruel.

When Xia Qingming and Xiang Yicheng passed by Jian Yuan, Xia Qingming stopped and pressed Jian Yuan's shoulder, reminding him: "Don't fall asleep here today, go take a bath first. Well, don't fall asleep in the bathroom either. .”

"Is there a bathtub in the bathroom?" Xiang Yicheng interjected.

"No, the bathtub takes a lot of water, so I use the shower head."

Jian Yuan, who was lying sideways on the sofa, looked up and saw Xiang Yicheng, who was full of resentment after listening to Xia Qingming's words, "What kind of life is a life without a bathtub and not taking a bath?"

When Jian Yuan rushed into the bathroom with his clothes in his arms, he saw Xiang Yicheng standing in front of the nozzle, touching his nose, with a serious face, as if he was admiring the statue of the goddess of Vienna.

Xiang Yicheng looked up at the nozzle, then slowly covered the water temperature switch with his hand, and there was light flowing in his dark brown eyes.Jian Yuan's right eyelid twitched, and a sudden chill came from his body.

"The shower is not as good as the bathtub." Xiang Yicheng scratched back his wet hair, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the water off his face, "Can you lend me some clothes?"

☆, the first pair of Xipi × 2

When Jian Yuan woke up in the morning, Xia Qingming was taking a shower in the bathroom.

Xia Qingming took three baths a day, one in the morning, one in the middle of the night, and one in the evening. It was said that he would feel the smell of cumin all over his body after not taking a bath for more than eight hours. From this point of view, it would be very wasteful to use a bathtub without using it.

Jian Yuan asked: "I'm going down to buy breakfast, what do you want?"

Xia Qingming replied, "Two deep-fried dough sticks and a bowl of soy milk."

Jian Yuan leaned against the bathroom door, flipped through the money in his wallet, "Just asking, I won't bring it for you."

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped for a few seconds, and Xia Qingming's voice came out with a slight smile, "Aren't you going to college? Buy me breakfast and I'll take you there. My wallet is on the hanger."

"Deal, I'll charge you twenty."

"The prices of fried dough sticks and soy milk have risen quite quickly." Xia Qingming walked out of the bathroom naked, with a white towel hanging around his neck.It was the first time for Jian Yuan to see him without clothes. His legs were strong and slender. When he stood quietly, he looked like a handsome man who came out of an oil painting like a work of art.

"Put on your pants before talking, we've only known each other for three days."

"We're considered acquaintances if we've known each other for more than three days." Xia Qingming shrugged and walked into the bathroom again. "If the weather gets hotter, I'd still like to be naked all day long. There's no air conditioner in the room."

The breakfast shop is at the corner of the street, and the shop is opened by Obasan who is over [-] years old. The shop is covered with large posters of Xiang Yicheng.Sitting on a wooden stool, Jian Yuan stared at the boiling hot oil in the pot, smelling the mixed aroma of soup dumplings and freshly ground soybean milk, thinking that no matter where he travels, he has to live if he has something to eat, and maybe he will wear it back when he wears it up.

Xiang Yicheng was called back by his agent in the middle of eating supper last night. He put on Jian Yuan's suit without saying a word of thanks. This morning, Jian Yuan received a complaint from Xiang Yicheng about the quality of the clothes. Poor SMS.

I knew he should let Xiang Yicheng go back naked.

Obasan looked shyly at Xiang Yicheng who was participating in a variety show on TV while scooping up tea eggs, while Jian Yuan looked at her tea eggs with worry.

"Hey, this young man is really handsome. If I can be 20 years younger, I will chase him." Obasan said with a sigh.

"It's impossible to be 20 years younger. Auntie, you can only grasp the time you have now." Jian Yuan took a bite of the pork stuffed soup dumpling and said, "So put the soy milk and fried dough sticks on it first, and make something that is beneficial to life." meaningful things."

Xia Qingming waited upstairs for half an hour before Jian Yuan came up with messy hair.

"I thought I would wait until noon." Xia Qingming rubbed his stomach and complained, "I should go down with you."

Jian Yuan threw the soy milk and fried dough sticks into Xia Qingming's arms, and then fell straight on the sofa, "I just discussed the meaning of life with the breakfast shop auntie, and the conversation was not very speculative."

"It's not very speculative, so we chatted for half an hour?"

"I said she would see Xiang Yicheng sitting in her shop eating fried dough sticks in a week. She didn't believe me, and then I made a bet with her." Jian Yuan twisted twice on the sofa like a fish on a chopping board. Next, "If Xiang Yicheng eats, she will provide me with free breakfast for one month. If not, I will not be able to buy breakfast from her shop in this life."

"Winning or losing is not bad for you." Xia Qingming took a sip of soy milk and said thoughtfully, "Although Xiang Yicheng will come to live here, the probability of going to the breakfast shop is almost zero. First, he doesn't look like himself. The person who buys breakfast, the second is that the boss is a woman, and he has woman phobia.”

"Actually, what I mean is that if I can't buy breakfast, I'll leave it to you in the future."

☆, the first pair of Xipi × 3

"The way you're lying here peeking at girls is a bit unsightly." Xia Qingming lay on the back seat and looked up at Jian Yuan who was leaning out of the car window, "Do you need to borrow your sunglasses?"

"If you wear sunglasses and see that any girl's thighs are black, don't wear them."

"You don't have to shoot girls in college life, there are other beautiful things."

Jian Yuan put down the SLR, bent down and pressed his face to the car window and asked Xia Qingming: "What else."

"For example, the touching friendship between men." Xia Qingming rubbed his chin, glanced at Jian Yuan who immediately turned back to look at the girl after hearing this sentence, and said, "You can take pictures of the boys' dormitory, big pants and old Hangers, including men's thongs, can be a stunning sight."

"No, none of this is charming."

"If you don't look at the world from another angle, how can you take attractive photos? Why bother to cater to the requirements of the magazine." Xia Qingming's face was serious, but the smile in his eyes couldn't stop overflowing, "I can see that you I think what I said is very reasonable, and I plan to shoot after I leave."

Jian Yuan had just stepped forward and then retracted because of Xia Qingming's second sentence, so he didn't intend to take a picture of the thong, it was just a little bit of inspiration, that's all.But if you think about it carefully, it may be good to add some light and shadow effects, and it has a taste of modern art.

In order to show that she really had no intention of taking pictures of modern art, Jian Yuan stepped forward decisively and grabbed the arm of a 1.7-meter-eight girl with a sweet smile, "I am a photographer of a magazine, I hope you can be my model."

The girl shyly looked at Jian Yuan's fair and handsome face, and said in a forceful voice: "He is a man from the drama club, but you don't mind if you want to take pictures of him."

Jian Yuan chuckled, and let go of the dummy's hand, "Actually, I just want you to show me the way. I'm going to the boys' dormitory, thank you."

In fact, Jian Yuan not only saw the men's thongs, but also saw the black stockings with holes and the socks that had grown moldy after months of unwashing, which really brought a sensory impact.He could already imagine how the editor-in-chief would hug him with tears in his face when he received these photos, and then pat him on the back and praise, "Mr. Jian, you are really talented, but we mortals can't understand your talent."After thinking about it like this, Jian Yuan decided to delete the few photos he just took.

"These two photos are not bad, and it will be very interesting to add some post-production." Xia Qingming squinted at the photos in Jian Yuan's SLR twice, and commented seriously, "The first photo can be added with warmer colors, or it can be made black and white. The photo will have a special atmosphere, as for the other one, it will be very good without post-processing.”

"Are you serious? All I see is thongs and a bunch of fags."

"I have a good aesthetic." Xia Qingming frowned and said, "Before I became a screenwriter, I used to evaluate Picasso's paintings."

Jian Yuan hesitated again and again but did not send the photo. That night he had a nightmare about Xia Qingming wearing a thong, and when he woke up, he found himself in a cold sweat.

What was even more frightening was that he received the reward from the magazine a week later. The editor-in-chief also wrote a letter saying that many readers liked his work very much, because his style stood out in a group of photos of the thighs of girls, and he was stylish. To no need.

Jian Yuan counted on his fingers that he had already lived to the eighth day, and there was only one text message with an empty number, and there were no other task reminders other than that.The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on his body through the gaps between the branches and leaves. He wanted to catch the light flowing in front of his eyes with his hands, but he didn't touch anything. Jian Yuan felt inexplicably unreal.

Is he really alive if he lives like this?

This sentimental mood lasted until a stretched black Lincoln stopped in front of him, and a pair of shiny leather shoes stepped out of it.Just as Jian Yuan was about to turn around and leave, Xiang Yicheng grabbed his shoulder, and the latter expressed displeasure at his behavior.

"Lead the way, I'm going to the landlord." Xiang Yicheng was wearing a white sportswear and a pair of black-rimmed prescription glasses, looking no different from an ordinary college student.

"...What kind of dress are you wearing?" After being thrown into the car by Xiang Yicheng again, Jian Yuan gave up his plan to escape after thinking about it, "You should call the landlord instead of arresting me to lead the way."

"It's low-key. You don't have to bother the landlord here." Xiang Yicheng really wanted to keep a low profile. This time he even took off his Rolex watch, and his glasses were also cheap.

Sitting in a Lincoln car worth more than 100 million yuan, Jian Yuan couldn't refute Xiang Yicheng's words.

"Can you cook?" Xiang Yicheng asked suddenly.

"Only Chinese food."

"Alright, you can cook for me when I live here."

"I recall my last voice message. I can't cook."

Xiang Yicheng turned his head and threw the wallet on Jian Yuan's face, raised his eyebrows and said, "Seven thousand a month, what else do you want to say."

Jian Yuanxin said that the noble young master has become too much, thinking that everyone is such a person who can be bought with money, then silently put away Xiang Yicheng's wallet, then raised his head and stared at Xiang Yicheng uprightly, "And Is there anything else I can help with?"

Xia Qingming stood downstairs and waited until Xiang Yicheng, and was shocked to find that it was Jian Yuan who helped carry the luggage.After seeing Xia Qingming, Xiang Yicheng pointed to Jian Yuan who was following him very naturally, and introduced, "My servant."

"Your servant looks a bit like my friend, so I mistook him accidentally." Xia Qingming nodded and said to Xiang Yicheng.

"Oh, my servant, Jian Yuan." Xiang Yicheng also nodded and introduced him again.

"What a coincidence, even the name is the same."

Jian Yuan carried the suitcase and passed by the two people who were blackmailing him expressionlessly. He didn't want to talk to the couple who were husband and wife in the previous life.However, he was stopped by Xiang Yicheng before he left the sight of the two of them.

"Three dishes and one soup, egg fried rice."

"Add me." Xia Qingming waved his hand, "A kind servant."

Jian Yuan has the urge to crash to death here and then read the file and start over.

☆, the first pair of Xipi × 4

For Jian Yuan, life has hardly changed since Xiang Yicheng came.

Xiang Yicheng seldom talked to him and Xia Qingming, and spent most of his time leaning on the sofa alone, eating an apple and reading magazines.After Xia Qingming took a shower in the morning, he wrapped a bath towel around his body and took an apple to sit on the other end of the sofa to watch TV. He specially sat in the seat farthest from Xiang Yicheng.

"You're wearing a bath towel." Jian Yuan glanced at Xia Qingming's lower body, and sat down in the middle of the sofa with hot milk.

Xia Qingming stared at the TV screen, shrugged, "There are people you don't know well, please restrain yourself."

"You're blocking the light, sit over." Xiang Yicheng frowned, with some anger in his tone, he didn't know whether it was towards Jian Yuan or Xia Qingming.

"You have to see if the other party is unhappy and have a fight, everything will be fine." Jian Yuan suggested, and then Xia Qingming stuffed the half-gnawd apple into his mouth.

Jian Yuan thought of the first reincarnation Xiang Yicheng hugged Xia Qingming's waist who was cooking, put his head on Xia Qingming's shoulder, his black eyes were filled with tenderness.He was sitting on the balcony eating takeaway, the noon sun was dazzling, and his hair was a little hot, but he didn't want to go in and eat with Xiang Yicheng and the others, because there was no place for him among them.

Now he sat in the place they had left for him, but he was not in any happy mood.

Jian Yuan took a bite of the apple, took a newspaper from the table and covered his face, then secretly lifted one side of the newspaper to observe Yicheng.

The man who was reading the magazine still maintained a frowning expression. He didn't like to laugh or cry, and he basically had such a princely look.His facial features are European-style, but he has authentic black hair and black eyes, and his lips are thin and light-colored.Jian Yuan thought that if he lived with such a prince for a long time, even a man would give birth