Compulsory stir base [entertainment circle]

This winter seems to be very cold.Wen Yao hid in his exclusive room, the room full of all kinds of woolen products, the room Zhang Yang had never set foot in.

In the blink of an eye, it has been seven or eight years. Since he was with Zhang Yang, except for sneaking in a few times, he has almost never been in this room in the past seven or eight years.

Looking at the gloves, scarves, sweaters and so on in the room, Wen Yao was a little dazed. These things have accompanied him for nearly 20 years, but they were blocked by himself when Zhang Yang moved in. Now, he thinks of them again.

Looking out of the window, the eyes are full of snow-white, dazzlingly bright, and the heavy snow like goose feathers reminds Wen Yao of Baixue Town.At that time, he was filming there, in his first film, he pretended to condolence, and then they slept on the same bed for the first time.

At that time, I was so anxious and nervous. Seven or eight years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I am in my thirties.

Alas, Wen Yao is very depressed.

The mood is super bad these days, not for anything else, there seems to be something wrong with their family these days.

For example, when he was at home in the past, he always tried every means to stick to himself, even in the company, but in the past two days, there was no, not only no, even the most basic physical contact.

In the past, it was rare for him to be at home, and he always hugged him facelessly. He wanted to hug him on the sofa, he wanted to hug him in the kitchen, and he wanted to take a shower together... In short, he was very clingy.But in the past two days, when he took a bath by himself, he didn't say anything, and he didn't want to take a bath together at all.

Especially, that thing.Zhang Yang has been filming outside for a long time, and it is rare for him to have time at home, so every time he races against time.Every time I come back, no matter if it’s day or night, I have to pressure him to come several times, and every night I ask endlessly, even regardless of the occasion or location, the bastard in the company is... Well, anyway, anyway He is an unrestrained beast.

But this time, for three days, he didn't touch him, and he didn't even bother to take off his pajamas when he was sleeping. Although he still slept with his arms around him, even though the kiss made him breathless, but... Anyway, he didn't In the end, the pajamas were not taken off.

Wen Yao is not calm anymore, as sensitive as he is, he always feels that something is wrong, but what exactly is it?Is it really like the gossip news said?

Wen Yao didn't believe it.Recently, gossip has been circulating that the actor's new drama is suspected of cheating on the heroine.But these years, although Zhang Yang has been in a mess, there has never been any scandal, and the company's promotional movies or TV will never use his scandal as a gimmick.Besides, what kind of person Zhang Yang is, who else knows better than himself?

So, what the hell is going on here?Could it be because that woman is a foreigner, to publicize him... No, no.But……

Alas, Wen Yao became more and more depressed. Looking at the woven glove in his hand, it was so ugly that he hadn't touched it for several years.Wen Yao felt upset, opened the window and threw the glove out.

Then, he turned around and went out, locked it, and went downstairs to cook. The bastard went out today and wanted to come back for dinner.He said it was work, but he didn't tell him what he was doing. He secretly confirmed to Zheng Yu that Wu Linfeng stayed with him at home and had no work at all.There should be no doubts, my mother's lessons are vivid in my memory, my father was forced away by my mother's endless doubts, and forced into other people's arms, so I can't doubt and think too much.

But, most importantly, the ring on that bastard's hand is gone! ! !Wen Yao didn't dare to ask, that was Zhang Yang's ring when he proposed, it was their wedding ring, they wore it almost all the time, but the ring on Zhang Yang's hand was gone.Wen Yao confirmed countless times that he really didn't wear it.

So, what the hell is going on here!

……

Therefore, when Zhang Yang came out of his garage, although his nose was bruised and his face was swollen from the cold today, he couldn't stop the joy in his heart, he was so happy.But when passing the corner of his own villa, suddenly something flew from the sky, and when Zhang Yang raised his head, it directly hit his face. When he pulled it off, he saw it was a glove.

Well, men's, handmade, good technology.But how did you fly down from your own upstairs?

Zhang Yang looked up and saw the window at the corner of the second floor of his house, but wasn't that room locked by Wen Yao?According to him, because he was often locked there by his mother when he was a child, he didn't want to go in. So, what's the matter with these gloves?

As soon as the door was opened, Wen Yao just came down from upstairs, and was a little surprised to see Zhang Yang, "Why are you back so early? I haven't cooked yet."

Zhang Yang smiled and leaned over to hug him, "I miss you."

Wen Yao couldn't help shivering from the cold air blowing on his face, Zhang Yang hurriedly backed away and took off his snow-covered coat. "It's too cold for you, wait for me."

Wen Yao stared at Zhang Yang's back for two seconds.

Zhang Yang quickly came up to Wen Yao with a smile on his face, "Honey, I'll help you."

Wen Yao sneaked a sneak peek at Zhang Yang's right hand inadvertently, suddenly his eyes flashed, and the ring lit up without a trace, and the ring was in his hand again.For no reason, Wen Yao felt a lot happier all of a sudden, and even raised the corners of his mouth.

"Ah."

Zhang Yang chuckled, saying that when he entered the door just now, his family Yaoyao's eyes were full of grievance and discomfort for the moment when he faced Wen Yao, although it passed away in a flash, Zhang Yang still caught it.

Zhang Yang thought, the source of his wife's sadness must be that room, and the glove that flew out of it, he thought, he must sneak in, let's figure it out.

So Wen Yao was washing vegetables, Zhang Yang hugged him from behind, and then touched with his hands, even enduring a severe... pain somewhere in his body.Then he touched Wen Yao's trouser pocket, sure enough, it seemed to be a key, hehe.

"Don't move around." Wen Yao blushed, where did this bastard move his hands, how could he touch that... bastard from his trouser pocket.

"Wife, how about I just help you like this, huh?" Zhang Yang put his chin on Wen Yao's shoulder, and his body was tightly pressed against his back, including his upturned buttocks.

"Ugh, you!" Wen Yao's body softened, and he almost squatted down. His back was pressed against him, his buttocks were pressed against by someone's things, and the most terrible thing was that his front was also held in someone's hand.

"This is the kitchen!" Wen Yao blushed bleeding, he was so ashamed.

Zhang Yang bit Wen Yao's earlobe, "Honey, we haven't done it for a month, right? Don't you want to? Let me help you, huh?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his tongue and licked Wen Yao's smooth neck.

Wen Yao trembled all over, bastard, if you don't tell me, I forgot, haven't I seen you for two days since I came back?

Wen Yao came back to his senses and took someone's hand out of his trouser pocket with all his strength, but... made him... and then trembled again.

"Wife~"

"No!" Wen Yao resolutely said, after thinking for a while, he added, "Where did you go today?"

"Work." Zhang Yang clung to his back again.

Wen Yao turned his head and glanced at him, lying! "Get out, don't bother me."

Zhang Yang was not annoyed, thinking that his wife was shy again, but before leaving, Zhang Yang asked, "Wife, did you drop something?"

"Huh?" Wen Yao was taken aback.

"This." Zhang Yang took out the glove he picked up just now from his pocket.

Wen Yao's eyes widened sharply, "No!" His face turned blue and red.

"If you don't have it, you don't have it. Why are you doing so loudly?" Zhang Yang squeezed his face amusedly, but in his heart he was more sure that there was something wrong with Wen Yao, that room. He was always in a trance for the past two days, could it be that room? question.

So, Zhang Yang ran upstairs resolutely after leaving the kitchen, just in time for Wen Yao to be in the kitchen.

However, the moment he opened the room, Zhang Yang was completely stunned, capitalized stunned.

Wen Yao, who found that the keys in his pocket were missing, felt cold when he rushed upstairs.

I saw Zhang Yang's tall body standing at the door, motionless, as if time had stood still.Is it that unbelievable?Wen Yao's heart was cold and cold, and he walked in slowly with a cold face and trembling heart, and stood beside the stunned Zhang Yang, without looking at him, Wen Yao said coldly, "Shocked?"

Zhang Yang nodded mechanically, shook his head again, and nodded again, please forgive him for temporarily having a problem with his brain and limited thinking ability.In other words, the half on the sofa, the half with the needles stuck in it, is it a half-finished pair with the one in my pocket?

Wen Yao's heart was cold again, and his grief came from his heart. "Do you despise me?" A big man actually knits a sweater, a big man, and a big boss who is admired in the eyes of others, has such a shameful hobby. "Do you dislike me?" Wen Yao was actually very sad, but his face was very cold.

Zhang Yang didn't answer, but he was in a daze and asked stupidly: "You weaved these?"

"Yes!" Wen Yao said coldly.

"This one too?" Zhang Yang raised the glove in his hand.

"Yes!" Wen Yao glanced at it and threw it away because it was too ugly.

"You also wove my most precious red scarf? Stitch by stitch?"

"Yes." Wen Yao secretly glanced at Zhang Yang with a slightly weird expression, why did his voice tremble a little?Is writing your own hobby so shameful and unacceptable?Wen Yao was even more wronged.

"It's time to open a store." Zhang Yang said in a daze, as if he had lost his soul. In short, it was very strange.

Wen Yao stole another glance at him, feeling more and more wronged and uncomfortable, 〒_〒.

"You really did it all?" Someone confirmed again with trembling lips.

"Yes! All of them! All of them!" Wen Yao's eyes were red, "I have liked knitting since I was a child, and I started knitting when I was six years old. I like it. You...you really can't accept it, you...you go!"

Wen Yao burst into tears after shouting, not only was he vulnerable in front of him, but he was not like himself at all.Shame, I also feel ashamed, just go away if you dislike it.

But to put it this way, if Zhang Yang really left, how would he live?So Wen Yao sneaked a peek at the past, but, what about people?Really gone?

Wen Yao turned pale with shock, but the next second, Wen Yao stopped.

What do you mean?What is going on with a nearly 30-meter man who is almost 1.9 years old and rolls around on the ground?Crazy!

"Ahhhhhhhh...I'm going crazy!" Zhang Yang rolled on the ground, "Ahhhhh, I can't take it anymore", my wife is so fucking cute, I'm going crazy, my God I need to vent, "It's so cute! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Wen Yao looked puzzled, and suddenly the giant worm that was rolling around on the ground suddenly jumped up and pounced on him like a hungry wolf.

"Ah..." Wen Yao screamed and fell to the ground. Fortunately, there was a thick carpet on the ground, which he wove.

"Hmm... ah..." Zhang Yang stripped him clean, then his mouth was sealed, and kisses like a storm came all over the place.

"Ah~ um, you... let me go, uh... um." Wen Yao was shocked, is this person crazy?Why did it suddenly explode.

Wen Yao pushed him quickly, but at this moment, Zhang Yang lay on his chest and gasped with a hiss, and Wen Yao seemed to have touched something.

Struggling to stand up and take a look, Wen Yao's eyes turned red immediately, "What's wrong with your back! What's wrong with that injury!" Why did you hide it from me, damn it.

"Don't cry, I'm fine." Zhang Yang, who was in a state of madness, was woken up by his roar, and seeing Wen Yao's red eyes with tears in his eyes, all the madness disappeared immediately.

"Honey, baby, don't cry, I'm fine, really."

Wen Yao turned his head away, not looking at him.

Zhang Yang pressed against him, turned his head towards him, then kissed his lips, and then licked away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "It's healed."

Wen Yao still didn't speak, Zhang Yang sighed, "When I was filming not long ago, there was a problem when hanging the wire, I fell off, and then hurt my back, but it's fine now, it's almost over. "

Wen Yao glared at Zhang Yang fiercely, angry and impatient, but in the end he couldn't bear the distress and worry, so he hurriedly got up and seriously confirmed that the injury on his back was indeed all right, and then said to Zhang Yang with a cold face, "I won't do it in the future. Keep it from me! Nothing will do."

"it is good."

So, it turned out that he didn't take a bath with him, didn't take off his pajamas, and didn't do that with him in the past two days because of this.

"Then why haven't you worn a ring these two days?"

"Eh..." Zhang Yang touched his nose in embarrassment, "You really noticed."

"Humph!"

"When I dropped the ring that day, I put the ring in my pocket, and then I didn't know where it went. I was sent to the hospital, and I didn't have time to find it."

"you……"

"I'm fine. I searched for it several times but couldn't find it. You don't know. Today I mobilized the entire production crew to help me find it, and I finally found it." Zhang Yang raised his glove, "Mr. Let's all freeze to death."

Wen Yao finally raised the corners of his mouth, and under Zhang Yang's surprised eyes, he took the initiative to throw himself into Zhang Yang's arms and hugged him tightly.

"You must be careful in the future, and you can't hide anything from me."

"Follow my wife."

"Also, why did you go crazy just now?" Wen Yao suddenly said sullenly, what the hell was that behavior just now, is it disgusting or unacceptable?

Zhang Yang suddenly threw Wen Yao down again, "Honey, you are so cute, your hobby is simply too cute." Zhang Yang was completely incoherent and lacked words. The wife eats like a belly.

"Hmm... your... um injury!" Wen Yao tried intermittently to stop someone.

"I am willing to die of pain." Zhang Yang pounced on another hungry wolf.