Rivals always try to kill me

(Actually, it looks more like an article in the entertainment industry than me... The article said in the copy has nothing to do with Gong's profession, you idiot!)

As for why I didn't change the copywriting... The first is because this article was written so little, and the content of the entertainment circle is behind!

The second is because I'm on the list, I can't change the copywriting, +1 for frustrated face!

So~ keep asking for hugs~

☆, gentle and sad

"Why did you wake up?" He Yanzhi pressed the phone, raised his hand to hold Li Feng's hand holding his waist from behind, and said in a low voice.

Li Feng rested his chin on He Yanzhi's shoulder, rubbed his head, sucked his nose, and his voice was hoarse after crying: "I'm awake, but you're not here."

He Yanzhi smiled, turned around and hugged him, Li Feng probably finally recovered, and put his head on his chest in embarrassment, He Yanzhi patted his back lightly and said, "I'll accompany you back to sleep ,OK?"

"En." Li Feng hummed in a low voice, but still refused to move.

He Yanzhi raised his hand and pinched his ear, and said with a smile, "Are you hungry? Shall I cook noodles for you?"

"Is it chicken sauce noodles?" Li Feng asked hoarsely.

"Yes." He Yanzhi couldn't help laughing and rolled his eyes: "It's chicken noodles."

A quarter of an hour later, Li Feng came out of the bathroom, his forehead was wet and dripping water, his deep eyes were shining because he cried for too long, his eyelashes were drooping, and his pale face was turned reddish by the mist in the bath , He Yanzhi swallowed calmly when he turned from the kitchen stove to look at him, and then raised his voice: "Come and eat, it's just out of the pot."

Li Feng hummed and sat down at the table.

He Yanzhi swiftly served two bowls of steaming hot noodles just out of the pan.

Pale golden soup base, milky white noodles, green rapeseed and green onion.Li Feng lowered his head and sniffed it vigorously, and his complexion immediately improved a lot. He picked up the chopsticks with a smile: "It tastes delicious after smelling it."

"Well, you think it's delicious just looking at it." He Yanzhi raised his eyebrows and picked up his chopsticks.

Li Feng: "...Eat your sister!"

He Yanzhi smiled in a low voice, the orange light in the dining room shone on his face, that smile was unbelievably gentle.

Li Feng couldn't help reaching out to touch the corner of his eyes, and He Yanzhi asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

"When you smile, the corners of your eyes droop a little bit." Li Feng withdrew his hand and explained as if nothing had happened.

"Really?" He Yanzhi raised his hand to touch it, and smiled again: "Does that mean I'm old?"

"Are you old?" Li Feng laughed exaggeratedly: "Then am I old enough to go into the coffin?"

"Then did I come out of the coffin and live another round?" A sullen voice came from the stairs, and the two followed the sound. Turned around, then returned to the table, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to drag his brother's bowl, sat down, and ate unceremoniously.

"..." He Yanzhi was speechless for a moment, and asked, "Brother, when did you come back?"

He Yanqing swallowed the noodles in his mouth, raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly: "When you two hug each other and cry."

Li Feng blushed, quickly stood up and took another bowl, and said to He Yanzhi, "Shall I share it with you?"

He Yanzhi sighed, stood up and walked to the kitchen stove: "Our family is not that poor yet, so you can eat obediently."

"Hmph." Before Li Feng could speak, He Yanqing snorted coldly, finished a big bowl of noodles in two mouthfuls, threw the bowl away, and left.

Walking to the stairs, he turned around and said, "Let them come to the house to take notes tomorrow, and let Lao Wu and Mama Wu buy and do whatever they want to eat and buy. You two don't let me go out for a few days!" He couldn't stop scolding: "Why don't you let other people get involved in your work, okay? What kind of work efficiency are you, a perverted murderer, you haven't caught it for so many years! What's the use of studying for so many years? He snorted unhappily: "What are you saying about the high rate of foreign police solving crimes?" He briefly concluded: "Fart!"

"You can't say that..." Li Feng couldn't help but want to speak for He Yanzhi, but he was stopped by He Yanzhi who was about to stuff a mouthful of chicken. He Yanqing stared and was about to reprimand Li Feng again when he heard his brother confess : "I see. After this case is over, I will concentrate on teaching. I have nothing to do with music. I will never get involved in their affairs."

"Bullshit!" He Yanqing was furious: "It should be that you don't get involved in those crap things abroad! What does their life and death have to do with you? The whole world is left with the best! You have handled cases for gringos for so many years , Counseling as soon as you return to China? What kind of nonsense are you talking about!"

"Yes yes yes, I was wrong." He Yanzhi said sincerely: "It's already so late, go to bed quickly, you have to go to work tomorrow."

He Yanqing glared at him again, and left with a shake of his hand.

Li Feng was dumbfounded: "Speaking of which, I've known our eldest brother for many years, and I didn't know he was so enlightened..."

"Him?" He Yanzhi shook his head: "He just wants to teach me a lesson. If I really want to help the bureau again in a few days, he will be the first to be impatient."

Li Feng silently lowered his head and ate the noodles.

After taking two bites, he raised his head and asked, "Then are you still going?"

He Yanzhi was silent for a moment, poured the noodles into the boiling water, and did not speak.

Li Feng realized that this was not a good question, so he lowered his head and continued to eat his own noodles.

Amidst the sound of boiling water all over the room, He Yanzhi said slowly, "I'm not going."

"Huh?" Li Feng raised his head in surprise: "Not going? Why not?"

He Yanzhi turned around and smiled slightly: "It was originally learned for you, if it can't protect you, what's the point?"

Li Feng was silent.

Maybe it was because the mist floating out of the pot was too hazy, or maybe he was too sensitive today, but he actually felt that He Yanzhi was smiling...not happy at all.

Even those eyes that were always clear and gentle were full of sadness.

For a moment he didn't know what to say.

And when he was thinking about what to say, the man had already turned around, leaving only his back with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, thin but straight.

Li Feng touched the mobile phone that was put aside, found the recording, his fingers trembled, and he clicked 'delete' anyway.And when he raised his head again, He Yanzhi had skillfully lowered the rapeseed into the pot, scalded it for a while, then quickly put out the fire, put out the noodles and sat in front of him holding a bowl.

God is a ghost, Li Feng suddenly said: "In other words, that recording...was given to me by Yuji."

The author has something to say: Although I said to make more chapters...

but……

Put the lid on and run away!This is a transitional chapter, and then we will start our content as an entertainment article~

☆、I still remember when we first met

"Oh." He Yanzhi said without raising his head, "I've thought of it a long time ago."

Li Feng was stunned: "You already knew?"

"Well, I thought of it at the time." He Yanzhi slowly picked the chopped green onion out of the noodles - he likes the taste of green onion, but hates the texture of chopped green onion.Li Feng suddenly remembered that He Yanzhi actually suffered from a lot of uncle's illnesses. He was picky about his meals, ate more food than he ate, had to sleep quietly, otherwise he would never be able to fall asleep, changed his clothes every day, and smelled sweat. , The car must be very comfortable, otherwise I would rather walk...

He Yanzhi like this, at that time, how did he live in England?And how did you get used to investigating cases regardless of day and night?

After living for 29 years, Young Master Li, who only cared about his own temper, finally realized belatedly that He Yanzhi really sacrificed a lot for himself.

In the dead of night, He Yanzhi was so thrilled and tired during the day that he almost went to bed and fell asleep. Li Feng looked sideways at his clear and handsome eyes, which were obviously stained with exhaustion, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to gently smooth the slightly frowning eyebrows. Then he got up lightly, and just as he put on his shoes, there was a sleepy murmur from behind. ...

"Li Feng...don't go..."

Li Feng couldn't help biting his lower lip, and then said softly, "I won't go, I'll go drink some water."

"Um……"

Li Feng stared at the man who fell back into a deep sleep for a while, finally stood up and walked out briskly.

There was a question he had to figure out, and He Yanzhi couldn't answer it, but He Yanqing would definitely answer it.

When He Yanqing opened the door and saw Li Feng, his expression was horrified, and his heart was broken.

Li Feng was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help laughing and said, "Brother... so you have a hobby of sleeping naked?"

He Yanqing, a handsome middle-aged man who only wore a pair of fat clothes and had six-pack chest and mermaid lines, hurriedly pulled a shirt from the hanger next to him and put it on, then asked in a low voice dissatisfied: "You came to knock on my shirt in the middle of the night?" What is the door doing? Let Yan Zhi know and not kill me?"

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in family ethics dramas." Li Feng said sternly: "And I'm under control, so don't like uncle, just don't worry."

"What's next year?" He Yanqing was puzzled for a moment, then asked impatiently: "Forget it, I'll check it myself, what are you doing here?"

"I don't understand something." Li Feng asked, "Can you let me go in and talk about it?"

He Yanqing frowned for a moment, then shook his head: "Forget it, if you have any questions, just ask, I don't want to be killed by Yanzhi."

Li Feng nodded: "Then I'll ask directly, was it him or me who had mental problems back then?"

"You know?" He Yanqing sighed unsurprisingly: "It's you who has the problem."

Li Feng thought it was a fantasy: "I don't even know."

"Minor depression, if you take care of yourself, nothing will happen. The results of the company's physical examination were sent directly to me. I happened to be out, so I saw it when you came to see me." He Yanqing said casually: "You stayed here late. , you don’t know, my wife died because of this disease.”

Li Feng was stunned: "Isn't it... Dystocia?"

"No." He Yanqing shook his head: "She...she took care of Yanzhi longer than my mother, and when she passed away, Yanzhi cried harder than me." With a clear cough, he didn't want to say anything more , put his hand on the door, and said: "Is there anything else? Go back if you have nothing to do."

"Oh... um." Li Feng nodded in a daze, then turned and left.

He Yanqing closed the door with a bang.

It's not a good feeling to think about the old things that have been irretrievable.

Leaning against the door for a while, President He Da gave a wry smile, and simply sat down in front of the computer and continued to deal with the unfinished work before going to bed last night.

In short, there is no difference between sleeping alone and sleepless nights.

Li Feng tossed and turned all night. It was rare for his conscience to realize that he looked at the person next to him in a daze all night and fell asleep until dawn. He Yanzhi slept well and woke up refreshed early in the morning. Look The alarm clock was only past six o'clock, so he simply put his arms around the people around him, planning to go back to sleep.

Unexpectedly, Li Feng, who was unable to wake up from thunder in the past, woke up at the touch of a touch. He looked at him with wide eyes in confusion, and yawned a lot, with a few drops of physiological tears on his eyelashes, with an innocent face.

He Yanzhi immediately remembered when Li Feng's eyelashes were stained with tears, and he couldn't help but tighten his stomach, and the fiery feeling spread.

However, he did not move. Li Feng was quite frightened yesterday, so it is obviously inappropriate to do that now.

But the 'not a little frightened' party obviously didn't think so.

A slender hand reached into someone's fat body, and accurately grabbed the little brother of He Yan's family who was full of energy early in the morning.

"Good morning~Xiaoyanzhi~" Li Feng's eyes were still a little dazed from just waking up, but the corners of his mouth were already twitching badly.

And this "little words" immediately brought He Yanzhi back to those days many years ago.

When He Yanzhi was nine years old, a child Wang moved into the community. It is said that he was three years older than him.

He Yuji ran out to be a follower all afternoon and then came back to ask He Yanqing if he could exchange his little uncle with the new brother Li Feng.

"Brother Li Feng is good-looking, and he can climb a tree to pick out birds. Baba, look, this is the bird that brother Li Feng picked for me."

The kid Yuji, who doesn't know right from wrong, got scolded as a matter of course, and He Yanqing threw out the cub of unknown origin.

He Yanzhi watched the whole process silently, and then took advantage of He Yanqing's fury, He Yuji's crying, and Lao Wu and Wu's mother persuading him, and slipped out of the house quietly, throwing the poor bird on the ground. The cub picked it up, put it in his arms, and when he was about to go back quietly, a naughty boy's voice came: "This bird can't be raised, so throw it away for your sister to play with. "

He Yanzhi was stunned for a moment, looked up, and saw a boy in black clothes and black trousers with his hands in his pockets and a grinning face coming from under the big locust tree not far away, some pretending and some old-fashioned stretched out his hand, and said: "You It's the legendary He Yanzhi, right? I'm Li Feng, I just moved here, how about making friends?"

He Yanzhi blinked, slowly stretched out the hand that was not holding the bird, and shook it with him, then withdrew his hand, turned around and planned to enter the house.

"Hi." Li Feng called him to stop: "I gave you and your sister a bird as a gift, what are you going to give me in return?"

This person, give someone a gift and want to return it?

However, it also makes sense, you can't take other people's things for no reason.

He Yanzhi couldn't help laughing, thought for a while, took out a handful of pumpkin seeds Wu Ma just fried from his pocket, and handed it to him.

"Birds... can't live long, and melon seeds can't eat long." He concluded, "It's just right."

The author has something to say: Alright, sweet sweet, dirty dirty mode is on.

☆, Dirty Dirty Dirty 【Catch Bugs】

"Oh? Just right?" Li Feng raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth slanted up, and he had a smirk on his face.

The 11-year-old Li Feng has not yet grown the handsome and profound facial features that appear in the present. The sharp-edged facial features are still covered with a layer of baby fat that has not faded in time, and his smirk looks like a mixed race in a movie. Mrs.

He Yanzhi looked at him blankly, thought for a while, then reluctantly grabbed a handful and handed it to him. The nine-year-old boy had delicate features, red lips and a fleshy face, but he was serious Wearing a clean white shirt and a bow tie with a red plaid, the appearance of reluctantly giving away snacks is just like director Li Da, who has been bent into a spring since he was a child.

"Forget it, I don't want your snacks." He lowered his head slightly, staring at He Yanzhi with eyes that are much deeper than ordinary people, and said slowly: "Xiao Yanzhi, I don't want your snacks, you will follow me later." Fuck, okay?"

"Yanzhi... Yanzhi?" Li Feng's dissatisfied voice called He Yanzhi out of his memory, and he let out a dull 'ah'. Go hard.

"Are you trying so hard to destroy me?" He Yanzhi couldn't help moaning softly, but his desire grew even bigger. He snorted and said in a hoarse voice: "If you destroy me, you will have to be a widow."

Li Feng didn't speak, leaned over and kissed his lips, the tip of his hot tongue was on top of his teeth, He Yanzhi opened his mouth in a gentle manner, and the dexterous tip of his tongue burrowed in like a nimble fish. Everything starts from □□.

After the kiss was over, Li Feng gave him a smug look while panting: "Xiao Yanzhi, are you comfortable being served by brother Li?" Overwhelmed under him, holding his igniting hand with one hand and cutting it back to the top of his head, staring at him deeply: "Brother Li is getting old, naturally I should serve Brother Li, shouldn't I?"

Just as Li Feng was about to refute back, his breathing stopped suddenly, and his unspoken words turned into a groan: "Ah..."

He Yanzhi caressed his parts that were also in high spirits, while curling up the corners of his mouth, and returned what he just said without changing: "Brother, are you comfortable being served by Xiao Yanzhi?"

As soon as these words came out, the two were startled at the same time, and then burst out laughing together.

"Hahahahaha, don't call me brother casually, okay? Laozi, you think of your brother's face is completely soft, okay?"

"I was wrong hahahahahahahahaha..."

Outside the door, He Yanqing, who happened to pass by, had a dark face, an expression of wanting to kick the door in and beat someone up, but embarrassingly just wanting to run away.

It's also a shame to have such a younger brother and younger siblings.

Although I laughed in the middle, I still did what I still did. Life lies in sports.

The one who was struggling after exercising got out of bed full of energy and went to serve the meal. The one who was served messed up the quilt, closed his eyes tiredly, and went back to sleep.

When Li Feng woke up again, it was already afternoon. He opened his eyes in a daze, and found that the curtains in the room were all drawn, and the dim light made people unable to fall asleep again.

He curled up his mouth and narrowed his eyes, and just when he was about to simply fall asleep again, he heard a soft conversation from outside the door.

"Then Zheng Qiufen means that "No Limit" will not be filmed?" He Yanzhi's voice was extremely low.

Li Feng blinked his eyes and sat up, then held his waist with a silent 'oooooo', and while cursing He Yanzhi, this beast, he tiptoed to the door and looked out through the crack of the door.

He Yanzhi and Nanmu were sitting in the living room downstairs, talking in a low voice, their expressions were not very good-looking.

"Yes, this show requires too many people, and it is inherently dangerous. Zheng Qiufen simply transferred all the equipment and everything directly to another crew who wanted to shoot a reality show about survival in the wild. Anyway, Han Ke is aiming at us. Come, as long as we are not here, there is no danger." Nanmu also replied in a low voice.

He Yanzhi nodded: "Then should we suspend Li Feng's activities recently?"

Nanmu looked at the schedule on his phone, wondering why: "These activities can be postponed, but the start time of the film that has already been signed cannot be changed. In another week, Li Ge's official work this year will start shooting-I am not Said Mr. He's project is not official, but it's not Li Ge's style." He smiled: "Li Ge has been preparing for the work a week later, the actors have been selected and all the work has been done, just to wait for late autumn This time has not started, and now the equipment has been pulled to the northeast, there is really no way to change this..."

He Yanzhi thought for a while and said, "Is it that anti-Japanese drama called "Tian Ya Dao"?"

Nanmu nodded, and He Yanzhi rubbed his temples with some headaches: "Li Feng told me that he likes this script very much, and has been looking forward to the shooting... It seems that I can only go with you as much as possible."

Nanmu smiled: "Brother Li must be very happy to know, but don't be too nervous, there are so many people in the crew, they are all used to working together, nothing will happen."

He Yanzhi smiled but said nothing, stretched out his hand to pour himself a cup of tea, and said, "Then let's make a decision like this. By the way, you don't go out before turning on the phone. I heard that your brother lives with you?"

Nanmu seemed to blush a little, subconsciously raised his voice and shouted: "He just..."

"Keep your voice down." He Yanzhi interrupted him.

Nanmu nodded obediently, and said righteously: "He just borrowed my house temporarily, only for one night last night. Brother Li rented my house for me, so I can't just lend it to others."

He Yanzhi seemed to chuckle slightly: "I think he should be very happy for your brother to live in."

Li Feng couldn't help but nodded again upstairs, husband...ah no, what the daughter-in-law said is right.

Nanmu coughed in embarrassment, and then said seriously: "There is one more thing. Now there are rumors on Weibo and Tianya that you two are a fake CP and real couple. Do you want to clarify?"

He Yanzhi pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "I still don't want it anymore. The more you talk about this kind of thing, the more chaotic it becomes. If you don't talk about it, you will look justified. What's more..."

"What's more?" Nanmu asked suspiciously.

He Yanzhi said slowly: "What's more, I can't let him spend a lifetime of secretive and sneaky life with me, can I? One day..." He paused, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "One day, We're coming out."

"You..." Nanmu opened his mouth wide, and looked at He Yanzhi with a stunned face.

Li Feng smiled.

He Yanzhi was exactly what he thought.

It cannot be admitted, let alone denied, that one day they will appear in front of the world holding hands in an upright manner. Denying it now is tantamount to slapping their future self.

Slowly standing up straight, he rubbed his eyes, pushed open the door, walked out with a look of just waking up, and shouted: "Yanzhi~ I'm hungry!"

The author has something to say: Babes, I have something to do three times today, maybe I can’t do it anymore QAQ, please forgive me, by the way... This chapter is really full of bugs... Is it because H wrote too excited ←_←

☆、Electric small motor 【Catch bugs】

The free time flies quickly, and it will be a week later in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Li, Brother Li, wake up, it's almost here." Nanmu called out cautiously, Li Feng's thick eyelashes blinked, his long and narrow eyes opened with difficulty, and then closed again immediately.

He Yanzhi, who was driving, saw this scene from the rearview mirror and shook his head angrily and amusedly, and said in a low voice, "Forget it, don't call him, you can go down and watch them pack their things in a while, I will accompany him in the car Wait a while and let him sleep again.

Nanmu nodded, with words written all over his face, "Brother Li is so tired, Brother He, what did you do to him last night, just say it and forget it, don't listen!" '

He Yanzhi smiled helplessly.

Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. The people around Li Feng are like each other.

Nan Lin, who had been sitting quietly and completely non-existently in the passenger seat, stared at the rearview mirror and couldn't help curling his lips. He Yanzhi, who had been driving alternately with him all the way, glanced at him, and the two exchanged a heart-to-heart photo Unspoken eyes.

They were on their way to the filming location of "The Road to the End of the World", and He Yanzhi was really worried about Li Feng getting on the plane. He always felt that something would happen if there were too many people, so he followed the crew's last prop delivery convoy and drove him all the way. Here comes the film and television base in Northeast China.A director who studied at Nanlin University, and later specialized in videography, in order to find Nanmu, he resigned from his previous work in the studio. Li Feng read his previous works, and then recruited him to the crew regardless of Nanmu's opinion. as a camera assistant.

He Xiaozhi, the cameraman of "The End of the World", is his old friend. He is a first-class photographer in China. Nanlin has also heard of Mr. He's name. When he heard that he could be his assistant, he could follow Nanmu all the way without saying a word. He just signed the unequal contract that Li Feng opened with almost no wages.

Then he cheekily ignored Nanmu's protest and drove over with them all the way.

Nanmu was annoyed that no one listened to his opinion, and he lowered his head to play with his mobile phone all the way, but Li Feng had a good chat with Nanlin. Speaking of which, Li Feng did not study film and television acting but directing when he was in school. Come on, he is still a senior at the same school in Nanlin.When Nanlin was not driving, the two talked about Francis Ford Coppola from the perverted professional teacher, and it seemed like they met each other late.

He Yanzhi has been driving the car intently by the side without interrupting.

It was more obvious that Nanmu wanted to interrupt but didn't want to hum, and wanted to interrupt but didn't know what to say.

In the afternoon when Li Feng was talking and talking, He Yanzhi saw from the rearview mirror that he was already asleep, so he asked Nanlin to take out the blanket from the glove box to Nanmu, and asked Nanmu to Wood covered Li Feng, and when Nanlin passed the blanket, he got a huge supercilious look, and leaned against the car window all the way aggrieved, without saying a word.

He didn't talk, and Nanmu of course absolutely refused to talk, He Yanzhi was so happy, so Li Feng slept peacefully all afternoon and refused to wake up after five o'clock.

The destination arrived soon, He Yanzhi parked the car steadily, the Nan family brothers went up first with their luggage, He Yanzhi got off the driver's seat and got into the back seat.

Li Feng opened his eyes and looked at him in a daze, He Yanzhi smiled at him: "Are you awake? Are you still asleep?"

Li Feng shook his head, cleared his throat, and said in a low voice, "Don't sleep anymore, if you sleep at night, you won't be able to fall asleep."

He Yanzhi said: "That's just right, you can 'play' games if you can't fall asleep."

Li Feng glared at him: "I'm sorry to say that, but you, Brother Li, are grown up and don't 'play' games."

He Yanzhi let out an 'ah' in surprise, and said, "Aren't you going to do it? That's who pestered me to push harder last night, don't stop?"

Li Feng blushed immediately, his eyes widened when he just woke up, and his eyes were filled with embarrassment and embarrassment because of sleepiness, but he refused to show weakness: "That's because the battery of the game machine is not enough. Used? I think I should consider getting another one.”

"Oh? Change one? Not enough battery?" He Yanzhi squinted his eyes and approached him with a smile that was not a smile, and the hot air from his nose wrapped around his neck like a snake: "You know if the battery is enough, duplicity Not a good habit."

Li Feng's scalp was numb from his heat, and he snorted and pushed him away: "Okay, okay, you have enough battery, are you a small electric motor? Get out of the car, get out of the car!" He paused: "There are no reporters?"

He Yanzhi was amused by him, leaning back and forth, waving his hands casually: "Yes, but it's okay, Sheng Xiao has already helped to say hello, so I won't mess around."

Li Feng stared at his small face expressionlessly, the corners of his mouth twitched, put on his sunglasses, opened the door and got out of the car.

After this, I couldn't help shivering.

The temperature in the three northeastern provinces in late autumn is almost the same as the winter in M ​​city. Li Feng was in the car all the way, wearing the same thin woolen coat and sweater as when he came here. When he ran into the hotel, his shoulders sank, and a thick wool coat covered his shoulders.

Tilting his head, He Yanzhi was standing beside him wearing a simple white shirt, looked at him and said, "I forgot to take your thick clothes out of the luggage just now, Nanmu and the others took all the suitcases in." I have no choice but to wrong the director and let me make do with my clothes."

"Aren't you cold? Don't be handsome." Li Feng couldn't help but said.

He Yanzhi smiled slightly: "Don't worry, you won't run out of electricity because of the low temperature." He paused, then lowered his voice and said: "Besides, it should be more exciting when the electricity runs out...isn't it?"

Li Feng was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he was talking about the topic discussed by the two of them just now, his face turned red after he had just returned to normal, and he snorted: "Don't blame me if you have a cold!" He didn't look back gone.

He Yanzhi shook his head, and sighed in a low voice, "Sure enough, it's blowing up again." After standing for a while, he couldn't help shaking his shoulders, and said with a wry smile, "It's really cold."

As a result, at night, Professor He Da, who lent his clothes to others and walked back and forth in the near-zero temperature in only a shirt, did not catch a cold. Instead, he only blew the wind. Director Li Da, who was wearing thick clothes, warned Professor He not to catch a cold. Bewildered and talking nonsense.

He Yanzhi, who was awakened by the sleep talk of the person next to his pillow, stretched out his hand and touched it, hey, his forehead is hot, his hands and feet are cold, and the high fever is gone.

So he ran to the next room and knocked on the door to wake up Nanmu—the medicine box was with him, and told him that Li Feng had a fever, and Nanmu looked at him with eyes full of "Do you have a fever?" ? ? ! ! ! ' admiration and a trace of condemnation found in conscience.

He Yanzhi didn't bother to explain to him, took the medicine and ran back, just as he was about to close the door, the door of the opposite room opened, a delicate and lovely boy's face poked out, and asked in a low voice : "Brother Li is sick?"

He Yanzhi took a closer look, the corridor was dimly lit, he was anxious, he couldn't see who it was, so he just nodded casually, and closed the door with a bang.

Unprepared, Chen Wei stood at his door dumbfounded, almost forgetting to get angry.

Nanmu, who hadn't returned to his room, had to explain to him with a dry smile: "Well, Brother He doesn't pay much attention to the people in the circle. Director Li is sick again today. He is in a hurry. He is in a hurry. Brother Chen, don't mind. ah."

Chen Wei closed his eyes, put away the momentary resentment, and smiled harmlessly: "Why, it's really urgent for a good friend to get sick. If there's anything to offend, everyone cares about the director's health. Well."

Nanmu nodded, the two chatted for a while, said good night, and went back to their respective rooms.

Chen Wei's gaze became resentful the moment the door was closed, and he walked quickly to the bed, where a thin man with plain features was lazily leaning against the bed, when Chen Wei saw him, the resentment in his eyes was cleared, the round pupils The clarity before people was restored.

The man smiled softly, raised his hand casually, and beckoned him over.He has ordinary eyebrows and eyes, but his gestures are full of style - a charming, powerful style that only belongs to men.

Chen Wei walked over obediently and leaned into the man's arms. The man reached out and patted his face, and said, "Are you angry?" His voice was a little hoarse, as if his vocal cords had been injured, but it unexpectedly added a little more to him. sexy.

"I won't be angry when I see you, I just..." Chen Wei seemed to be afraid of the man's misunderstanding, so he hurriedly explained, but the man's finger gently pressed his lips.

"Needless to say, I understand." The man stretched out his hand, pushed aside the thin silk bathrobe, and slowly stroked his skin, which is smoother than a woman's, which was well maintained with a lot of money: "It's because he has blind eyes, but if it weren't for him How can I have a chance if I have eyes but not eyes?" He exerted a little force on his hands, Chen Wei couldn't help but let out a soft moan, the man laughed lowly, and murmured: "Speaking of it... I still have to thank him..."

"Thank him for what..." Chen Wei asked casually in a daze, and stretched out his hand to guide the man's hand to the place where he needed to be comforted. The man's skillful teasing immediately made him forget everything.In the midst of extreme joy, I could only faintly hear the man say: "Thank you for making me who I am today."

The author has something to say: Are you satisfied with this dessert?

Don't worry, I will really be sweet, and there are still some foreshadowings that I don't know what to do... Don't worry that I won't return to abuse in a while~

I'm really not a stepmother.

☆, ex-boyfriend adults

Li Feng's illness came and went like a shadow, and He Yanzhi fed him medicine, covered him with a quilt, and fell asleep in his arms. When he woke up, he stretched out his hand again, and the body temperature of the person in his arms had already returned to normal. Then he knew it in his heart - there were too many things a while ago, Li Feng was overwhelmed by his thoughts, he just woke up yesterday and went out when the cold wind blew, and he recovered after taking medicine and sleeping well.

So he got up lightly, ordered breakfast, and waited at the door for a while, but he took the food and sent the dining car away before entering the door.

When Li Feng woke up, He Yanzhi had already prepared shredded chicken porridge, steamed egg buns, and a small plate of sauerkraut as an appetizer. He had a fever all night, and now that his body temperature dropped, he just felt hungry. The steamed egg buns smelled really good, so without saying anything, I got out of bed by myself, ran to the table dangly after washing, and picked up a slice of thinly sliced ​​sauerkraut before I could sit down. , I frowned as soon as I put it in my mouth, but my eyes became brighter. The sourness of sauerkraut, the numbness of sesame oil, the spiciness of red pepper, and the sweetness of white sugar filled the mouth in an instant, and the drum in my stomach suddenly became louder.

"Delicious!" He said with bright eyes, and took the porridge to drink again. The unique rich fragrance of northeast rice mixed with the fresh sweetness of shredded chicken was steamed into his mouth, and a thread slipped into his stomach. Stomach is satisfied.

So after some feasting that didn't care about the image, director Li Da hiccupped and leaned back on the chair, squinted his eyes for a long time, and said: "Next time I'm filming, I'll come to the Northeast."

"Ahem..." Professor He Da, who was slowly peeling and eating eggs, choked.

Li Feng smiled and bent a pair of bright eyes, rushed over unexpectedly and gnawed on the face of Professor He Da who was flushed with laughter, then looked at his stunned expression and coughed softly, and said arrogantly: "Hey, breakfast is ready It's delicious, and I took good care of you when I was sick last night. The reward from the master silver,