[Quick Transmigration] Waking up every day tearing apart Xipi

"I can't hear sincerity from your words." Xiang Yicheng pinched Jian Yuan's wrist, looking directly at the young man's pupils who were slightly dilated from shock, "So now prove to me, what is between you and me?" fetters."

"It's my fault. Brother Xiang and I have no bond at all." Jian Yuan chose to withdraw his preface when Xiang Yicheng's face was only one centimeter away from him.

What Jian Yuan gave was not a good answer.

At least from Xiang Yicheng's point of view, this answer is so bad that it breaks through the sky.

"I'll give you one more chance." Xiang Yicheng said, tightening his grip a little more.

"...a spiritual bond."

Xiang Yicheng breathed on Jian Yuan's face with a smell of tobacco, and both of them could clearly feel each other's warm body temperature through the thin clothes. Jian Yuan swallowed, and looked down at Xiang Yi. The top of the city was between the knees between his legs, and he couldn't help but feel a chill creeping up his back.

After experiencing Xiang Yicheng's handsome appearance at close range, Jian Yuan couldn't help but wander away for a while in this solemn atmosphere.

He actually didn't quite believe what Xiang Yicheng would do to him, because Xia Qingming was behind.

Jian Yuan didn't know what the relationship between Xiang Yicheng and Xia Qingming was now. He vaguely heard from Shen Yuanyuan that these two people had both come out in front of the media, and they seemed to be selected as one of the top ten national Xipis.Although Xiang Yicheng and Xia Qingming didn't specify who they liked, everyone privately agreed that they were a couple.

After thinking about the news reports, Jian Yuan thought back to the days when he was with Xiang Yicheng and the others. It seemed that they had heard that they had someone they liked, who seemed to be a "short guy with no IQ".

Certainly not him.

Absolutely not him.

"And then?" Xiang Yicheng was very dissatisfied with Jian Yuan's distraction at this time, and then pushed his knee up again.

"So no matter where I go, I always think of Brother Xiang in my heart." Jian Yuan reflexively wanted to cover his crotch, but both hands were pressed by Xiang Yicheng, and he couldn't even move. Stick it on the wall honestly.

"You think I'll believe this kind of thing?" Xiang Yicheng sneered, grabbed both of Jian Yuan's wrists with one hand, and groped for Jian Yuan's trouser chain with his free hand, and then accurately Undoubtedly undid the button on Jian Yuan's trousers.

Doing these movements with his hands, Little Heavenly King was actually somewhat useful to Jian Yuan's words, but he also knew very well that Jian Yuan's words were just verbal, if this guy was allowed to escape this time, maybe even this There is no bond left.

"Everyone is an adult... calm down." Jian Yuan tried to twist his wrist, and found that he couldn't compete with Xiang Yicheng in terms of strength due to lack of training. In order not to anger the other party, Jian Yuan still chose Convincing people with reasoning, "As an adult, you have to be responsible for what you do. And Brother Xiang, don't you have someone you like?"

"The one you like? Who did you listen to?" Xiang Yicheng pulled Jian Yuan's trousers halfway, and quickly caught the point of Jian Yuan's words, and asked.

(Jian Yuan: No... that's not the point.)

"Brother Xiang, you told me before I left." Jian Yuan tried hard to make Xiang Yicheng shift his focus from his trouser chain to the person he likes.

"...I said it?" Xiang Yicheng frowned, lowered his head in confusion and thought about it for a while, before he roughly recalled that there was indeed such a thing.

But isn't that his indirect confession to Jian Yuan?

The guy who co-authored didn't bring the setting of "short but not IQ" to himself at all.

Shocked by Jian Yuan's unbelievably low EQ, Xiang Yicheng suddenly lost interest in pulling Jian Yuan's pants chain, and now he realizes that the most important thing he should do is to let Jian Yuan, an idiot, understand who the person he likes is.

Wait, if Jian Yuan doesn't know who he likes, doesn't it mean that Jian Yuan doesn't know who Xia Qingming likes?Thinking of this, Xiang Yicheng felt inexplicably balanced.

Jian Yuan is right in front of him now, and he has the upper hand.

"What I meant by that sentence at that time was," Xiang Yicheng pinched Jian Yuan's chin and said word by word, "I, hi..."

However, before the last two words were finished, the curtain of the dressing room was pulled open.

Xia Qingming looked at Jian Yuan who was pressed against the wall by Xiang Yicheng with a smile on his face, but said nothing.

Swear to Yicheng that the next time you say important things, you will not pretend to be forceful, and the right way is to finish speaking in one breath.

It turns out that since he established the mentality of confessing to Jian Yuan, he has already set the flag that the confession will definitely be interrupted.Xiang Xiaotian looked back blankly at Xia Qingming, who was smiling gently behind him, and then turned his head to look at Jian Yuan, who was crying or laughing. After being silent for a while, he reached out to help Jian Yuan pull up his pants chain again.

"You can continue, I'm just here to take a look." Xia Qingming raised his eyebrows, as if signaling to Yicheng.

"I'm not interested in letting outsiders watch this kind of thing." Xiang Yicheng sneered, and just about to grab Jian Yuan's arm, he suddenly found that the latter squatted down along the wall with a painful expression on his face.

Xia Qingming obviously also noticed Jian Yuan's expression, the smile froze on his face, and he walked in quickly to hold Jian Yuan's arm.

"What's wrong?" Frightened by Jian Yuan's pale face, Xia Qingming's voice trembled when he asked.

Jian Yuan remained silent with a painful expression on his face.

"...appendix attack?" Xia Qingming continued to ask worriedly.

Jian Yuan continued to remain silent with a painful expression on his face.

"Should I call an ambulance?" Xia Qingming, who was fully human-wife, had already turned on his mobile phone, ready to call the nearest hospital.

"No, no need. It's just my dick hurting." Jian Yuan pressed Xia Qingming's hand, forced a smile, and said.

Xiang Yicheng and Xia Qingming beside them fell into a weird silence.

No, he originally didn't want to say such a rude and shameful answer. If Xiang Yicheng hadn't looked carefully and pulled up his trousers just now, this embarrassing result wouldn't have happened... Jian Yuan almost wanted to burst into tears.

He's embarrassed now, very embarrassed, beyond embarrassing.

Fortunately, in this embarrassing atmosphere, both Xiang Tianwang and screenwriter Xia forgot what they were here for.

Under the interference of the male number one, Xiang Yicheng, and Xia Qingming, who was in charge of the script, Jian Yuan's shooting time was pushed back by three hours.Sitting in the lounge, Jian Yuan pushed away the red dates handed over to Yicheng with a pale face, while rejecting Xia Qingming's suggestion to treat his wound.

...Does this condition require treatment?

"Do you really not need me to give you medicine?" Xia Qingming still asked persistently.

"No, thanks."

"You don't need me to rub it for you?"

"Thank you, I really don't need it."