It's really fragrant after opening with the deadly enemy

[Guan Yuyue: Ah He, I saw your Weibo, if you are kidnapped, you can blink. 】

Shi Chuanhe walked into the heated room from the cold wind, and just shrank into the sofa when he saw this news, which directly made his stomach, which was finally cooled by the cold air, churn again.

He really never thought in his life that he would one day have a CP job with that idiot Ye Yan.

He didn't even think that he would have to say something like that one day.

Cute want to touch?

No.

Shi Chuanhe typed with a stinky face, he was so hateful that he wanted to kill him.

If the boss of their company hadn't been his brother Faxiao or Shen Chao, he would have been in jail by now to make an example of others.

Because murder is against the law.

Shi Chuanhe went back to the past with the emoji——

【your dad::)】

[Guan Yuyue: Don't be so fierce, isn't it so cute on Weibo? 】

[Your father: Do you want me to post a circle of friends to tell everyone that you voted eight figures for the holographic online game to be cute? 】

[Guan Yuyue: ...others want money when they lose their temper, but you lose your temper to death. As expected of us, Ahe, farewell [Baoquan.jpg]]

Shi Chuanhe didn't bother to return him.

He was in a really bad mood today, and he never got up after falling.

Uncle Yue moved all his luggage into the entrance from the trunk, and he was not in a hurry to organize things for him. Instead, he walked in first, took out a small hot water bottle from his arms, and went to the kitchen to get hot water.

When he walked up to Shi Chuanhe, the nearly 60-year-old man looked young and powerful. In fact, his body and bones were indeed better than many young people.

Uncle Yue handed the hot water bottle to Shi Chuanhe: "San'er, warm your hands with this."

Shi Chuanhe sat on the sofa and looked up lazily, at the colorful hot water bottle in Uncle Yue's hand.

While reaching out to take it, he said expressionlessly, "Uncle, you can change your name to Aunt Yue from now on."

Uncle Yue also knew that his own aesthetics had always left the young master speechless, but he also knew that Shi Chuanhe was not forgiving, but kept all the good things of others in his heart, so he didn't care, instead he said with a smile: "Then Saner, I will help you carry your luggage upstairs later. Which floor do you live on?"

This villa has three floors, the place is large and there is enough space, but it can't stand the Ln7 boy group with seven members.

Counting the gym, conference room, dance room, music room, etc., it is basically filled.

They were the first batch of artists under Shen Chao's hands. Shen Chao was rich and powerful, so of course he wanted to give them the best.

This villa is Shen Chao's private property, and the price is very touching. Even if they become popular all their lives, they may not be able to afford it.

But Chuanhe came to this villa twice, and Uncle Yue, as the personal driver of the three brothers, also came here to pick them up several times, so both of them are familiar with the structure of this villa.

It's just that Shen Chao changed the decoration and room layout.

"I live on the third floor." Shi Chuanhe didn't refuse, and said flatly, "Brother Shen said that my name is hung on the door."

Uncle Yue nodded, turned around and went to the porch to get his luggage, and he didn't forget to add a sentence when he left: "San'er, if your feet don't warm up later, Uncle will make you a basin of hot water to soak your feet later."

Shi Chuanhe is naturally weak, it is difficult to warm up when it is cold, and he will definitely catch a cold and a low fever if he does not warm up.

Therefore, those around him who care about him will be very concerned about this.

Shi Chuanhe only let out a "huh".

Uncle Yue carried his suitcase in both hands and walked from the entrance to the stairs. Shi Chuanhe turned his head and looked at him, seeing him walking like flying, without any pain on his face. Before he said anything, he heard a slow sound coming from the second floor. He sneered: "A young guy like you still asks an old man in his 50s to help you carry your luggage?"

When Shi Chuanhe looked up, he saw Ye Yan appearing on the railing, he was supporting the railing, holding the strings of the guitar in his hand: "As expected of the little prince."

Ye Yan's voice is actually really nice.

The low, hoarse, careless magnetism was like a weak electric current that numbed the bone marrow of a person.

It was the kind of unconscious desire to get close, as if he had fallen into his trap by mistake, and it was like being slightly drunk in a bar.

Biansheng Ye Yan has another excellent skin.

His eyebrows and eyes were deep, and the warm light from the room fell on his eyes, but it didn't soften the sarcasm in his eyes.

Because the heating in the room was turned on quite high, and he had been staying here all the time, he only wore a black turtleneck sweater and loose slacks, which made his figure even taller and stronger.

And his black and white hair color made his calmness more unruly.

Shi Chuanhe still remembers that when he passed by the entrance of the venue for the guitar group competition, he looked through the crack of the door that was not closed by the staff, and happened to see Ye Yan, half of his body in the sun and half of his body hidden in the shadows. .

His slender and muscular hands were plucking the strings of the guitar under the light at that time. At that time, his voice was not so deep, and it was still full of youthful vigor, but it was also extremely pleasant.

He looked at that one more time, thus creating the later immortality.

"It's about you?"

Shi Chuanhe's voice was inherently cold, but when he spoke in the past, it was not all alienation, indifference and biting cold.He is like a handful of fresh snow in spring, with the gentleness of the warm spring sun under the cold.

But it's a pity that facing Ye Yan, Shichuan River only has the cold ice of winter.

He said coldly: "Isn't it too lenient for you to take care of my family's affairs?"

Ye Yan looked down at him from high to low, seeing the frost between his eyebrows and eyes that even the warm light and heating in the room couldn't blow away, he couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a half-smile.

In fact, the young master's appearance is very good.

Shi Chuanhe and Ye Yan are two types.

Ye Yan is the kind of general offensive face that will alarm the whole bar when he gets a colleague.

But Shi Chuanhe was different, he had naturally indifferent eyebrows and eyes, and his light-colored thin lips made him look like a knife edge that was not easy to get close to.

Good-looking is really good-looking, but it is a divine residence that can only be seen from a distance and not played with.

When Ye Yan heard this, what he remembered was the day when the young master met him for the first time. Surprise and disgust appeared in one day, and the young master didn't even apologize.

He is not interested in educating children, let alone a dude like Shi Chuanhe.

So he turned his head and looked at Uncle Yue who had already gone up to the second floor: "Let me help you."

Uncle Yue felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before. He had heard Shi Chuanhe's confrontation with him just now, so he shook his head, took Shi Chuanhe's box and took a step forward. Take three steps and go upstairs with a vigorous posture.

Shi Chuanhe found out that Ye Yan was also in this villa, and in the morning he also knew that they were the only two in Ln7 in the Red City, so they must be the only two in this villa, which made him very uncomfortable.

Recalling the four words that Shen Chao pressed his hair in the morning, and the sentence that Ye Yan was returned by Shen Chao's head -

Shi Chuanhe's face was colder than the sky in Hongcheng.

He didn't want to sit here any longer, and besides, he also had something to ask Uncle Yue, so he got up and walked to the third floor.

Passing by Ye Yanshi who was still standing at the stairs, he didn't even look at him.

When Shi Chuanhe entered the house, Uncle Yue happened to help him close the window that the aunt who came to clean up opened it for him.

Ln7 has a total of seven members, two people in one dormitory, and the rest of them have to live alone.

Originally, this was placed in the team, which meant a bit of isolation, but for Shi Chuanhe, it couldn't be better.

He has never slept in a bunk bed in a dormitory since he was a child, and he has never slept in a room with someone, even if he separated two beds.

Shen Chao assigned him a room with a single guard. This elder brother, who had watched him grow up, understood Shi Chuanhe's problems very well, and many things were arranged by others.

Shi Chuanhe sniffed the dark blue quilt that still smelled like it had just been unpacked, and his desire to kill Shen Chao eased slightly.

Uncle Yue saw that his stinky face looked better, so he smiled and said, "Chao Chao's arrangement is very careful."

Shi Chuanhe didn't deny it, so Uncle Yue went downstairs to help him carry his luggage.

Shi Chuanhe took out a heavy envelope from his coat pocket, opened his suitcase, and took out a wooden box inside.

After Uncle Yue brought up the remaining two suitcases, he handed the wooden box and envelope to Uncle Yue.

Uncle Yue was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously reached out to take it: "Where do you want to put this?"

It wasn't the first time he helped Shi Chuanhe tidy up the house, so this time he also thought that Shi Chuanhe wanted his help.

"For you."

Shi Chuanhe said, "Take it."

He is small, but there is always an undoubted strength when speaking.

Uncle Yue opened it and took a look, and saw a stack of red banknotes inside the envelope.

He didn't really have a big concept of money before, but after retiring from the army and working as the driver of Shi's family, he gradually gained a certain understanding. After seeing a lot, he knew how much money there was at a glance.

So his eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly handed back the envelope together with the wooden box to Shi Chuanhe: "San'er, what are you doing?"

Shi Chuanhe was expressionless: "Overtime pay."

It's still the fifth day of the new year, so it stands to reason that Uncle Yue is indeed still resting during the Spring Festival holiday.

But this day's overtime pay is so much...

"San'er," Uncle Yue clenched the things in his hand slightly: "Did you... hear that the day before yesterday?"

Shi Chuanhe didn't deny it either: "Well. I don't like those places, so I won't go there."

He paused, looked at Uncle Yue's slightly trembling hands, and said impatiently: "If you don't want me, just tell my brother and the others directly. When the time comes, my brother will help her switch to a nursing home and pay for the medical expenses, which will just save me money." money."

Uncle Yue choked, but his heart was still warm after all.

He sniffed: "That's what Uncle borrowed from you."

Shi Chuanhe said indifferently: "Then you pay me back, I will call my brother later."

Uncle Yue: "..."

Shi Chuanhe didn't like this kind of scene. He lowered his head and packed his luggage while saying, "The box is the music box she said she liked last time. It's not a valuable thing. Tell her not to talk about it every day after she takes it."

He is doing the softest thing with the most indifferent attitude: "Very annoying."

This music box is really not expensive.

Uncle Yue's eyes were slightly red.

It's just that the music box is not very exquisite because of the craftsmanship of this producer. It will only play "London Bridge Is Falling Down" with pure music, and the little wooden figure in it is even more stupid, so it will be eliminated.

Let’s not talk about whether anyone bought it, let’s just say that most of them will be trashed if they are bought, and they will be thrown away after playing with them.

And this craftsman is not a native of the country, so it must have taken a lot of effort to find someone or find this music box.

Uncle Yue quietly looked at Shi Chuanhe who was packing his things in the soft light.

He watched him grow up, so of course he knew what was under the young master's stinging shell, so he didn't do too many things, but solemnly said: "San'er, thank you. I also want to say thank you for Huahua. "

Shi Chuanhe paused slightly with the hand holding the clothes, and finally said: "Next time when she wakes up, I'll go and see her. I won't keep arguing."

Uncle Yue smiled, straightening his mouth: "Okay."

After he left, Shi Chuanhe stopped his movements.

He sat by the bed and glanced at the empty table, and finally turned his gaze to the door.

Ye Yan didn't know when he stood at his door, looking at him with his arms crossed.

Shi Chuanhe didn't care how much he heard or whether he heard it, he stood up straight and wanted to signal Ye Yan to leave by closing the door, but Ye Yan wanted to provoke him: "Young master."

He lazily said: "I sleep next to you, call the captain if you have something to do."

Shi Chuanhe: "..."

He stopped and looked at Ye Yan expressionlessly: "What? Are you going to die?"

Ye Yan raised his eyebrows, and almost immediately understood that his subtext was that people are about to die, but their words were good: "Seven people live together, afraid that the young master will suffocate themselves to death, and I, the captain, will be responsible."

Shi Chuanhe raised his chin slightly: "Don't worry, I'm still waiting for you to put "Good Day" at your funeral."

Ye Yan laughed angrily: "Why are you so unlikable?"

This sentence is exactly the same as it was six years ago, but it is inexplicably less sharp.

When Ye Yan said this six years ago, he was full of sarcasm and disgust, and his deep but youthful brows and eyes were even more cool, which directly aroused Shi Chuanhe's whole body.

Maybe it's because of those two disgusting tweets this morning.

Shi Chuanhe thought, the state of the two of them facing each other inexplicably became more sympathetic.

But that doesn't mean he can forgive Ye Yan.

So Shi Chuanhe replied the same sentence as six years ago: "Why do I want to be liked?"

Ye Yan snorted lightly, and directly released a big move that would hurt the enemy eight hundred and self-damage one thousand: "It's cute, I want to touch it."

Shi Chuanhe pulled the corner of his mouth coldly, showing his first smile today: "I knew you would like it."

The two looked at each other without showing any weakness, but three seconds later they turned their heads together again.

Ye Yan made a vomiting expression, and Shi Chuanhe's stomach churned, making him sick to death.

"Our business is limited to Weibo." Shi Chuanhe said, "So please get out."

Ye Yan crossed his chest and raised his eyebrows. When he rushed, Chuanhe rolled his eyes and smiled lightly: "It's great that you think the same way."

Ye Yan straightened up, no longer leaning against Shi Chuanhe's door frame, he waved his hand at Shi Chuanhe, and closed his door: "I sincerely wish you an early exit."

Shi Chuanhe quickly answered before the door closed: "Same as above."

But this is impossible.

Shi Chuanhe sat on the small sofa in the room, and had no motivation to pack his things.

He didn't know why Ye Yan had a band and came here, but he really couldn't leave.

When he was 12 years old and didn't win the championship of the junior group, he had some faint signs of badness, which were all exposed in last year's show.

Shi Chuanhe touched his mobile phone, he should be rehearsing abroad at this time.

But his teacher canceled all his performances and training.

Shi Chuanhe unconsciously touched Weibo, and saw the business Weibo that he forwarded.

In order to make the hype less obvious, other members of Ln7 also left messages on their Weibo.

[@叶延: I knew you would like it. 】

[@moon: Such a cute cat, like Ahe [狗头]]

[@Ln7-陈飞夜: Brother Ye's cat-sucking physique is enviable. 】

[@111: The black cat is psychic, Brother Ye, be careful at night. 】

[@江江doesn’t want to take the exam today: ah!so cute!Is it the cat in our dormitory? 】

【@Ln7-Fu Si: You changed the id first...】

Ln7 was established a year ago, but they haven't debuted yet, the seven of them only got together two months before the establishment.

Shen Chao doesn't understand anything, it's the first time he's involved in the entertainment industry, and he doesn't know anything, they get together purely to play together, and occasionally practice on their own.

But starting tomorrow, they will enter formal training.

Shen Chao also found a team to start producing their debut song of the same name, and started to choreograph.

When Ln7 was first established, it actually caused a little heat, because all seven of their members are good-looking, and one is taller than the other. Many fans who like to cultivate came to follow them, but later Shendi Entertainment let them disappointed.

For a full year, Ln7 was completely silent.

When Shi Chuanhe came in at the beginning, he was just to make up the number. Shen Chao liked the number 7, so he helped him make up an auspicious number.

Now Shen Chao wanted to run the company he started casually, and Shi Chuanhe was "banned" by his teacher, who ordered him not to return to the troupe if he couldn't tell why he liked dancing, so Shi Chuanhe came.

Shi Chuanhe looked at the little black cat photographed by Ye Yan above, as well as the "cute and want to touch" he was reposted when his head was pinned, and the sentence "I know you will like it" that Ye Yan was pinned to comment.

He thought to himself, if he likes something, he likes it. Does he have to have a reason to like something?

But Shi Chuanhe also knew that what the teacher wanted was not really the answer.