After the former actor was forced to open for business

Xia Jin's warm breath brushed against Fan Yue's earlobe, and he could clearly feel his heart beating faster.

"What do you think?" said the man.

The tingling feeling like an electric current spread all over his body, Fan Yue subconsciously leaned back, but was blocked by the back of the chair behind him.

The two still kept a very close distance, and even the sound of breathing was so clear.

"Have you really thought about it?" Fan Yue asked suddenly, and his voice lightly reached the other party's ears.

Xia Jincheng straightened his arms supporting his body again, and slightly opened the distance between him and Fan Yue.

"I, Xia Jincheng, have never regretted the decision I made." He said firmly, slamming every word.

"it is good."

Our sky has darkened, and the light in the car is no longer clear.

Xia Jincheng vaguely saw a faint smile on Fan Yue's lips, and was frowning to see more clearly, when he heard Fan Yue continue to ask him.

"Brother, it's not that easy to fall in love with me. Are you sure you can bear it?" Fan Yue's voice was very low, with a feeling of bubbling, which added a bit of ambiguity to the atmosphere in the car.

Xia Jin moved his Adam's apple lightly, and before he could give a response, he felt his tie being pulled, and he leaned forward uncontrollably, almost completely lying on Fan Yue's body.

Such sudden and close contact made both of them breathe heavily, and their chests heaved violently.

The kiss led by Fan Yue is more erotic/erotic than Xia Jincheng's. After all, his kissing skills are so good that he is famous in the circle. There are almost no kisses that can make him feel emotional, but he kissed him emotionally. People are everywhere.

He was holding Xia Jincheng's tie with his left hand restlessly to unbutton the neckline, and put his other hand on the back of Xia Jincheng's head, gently stroking the short and neat stubble on the top of his neck, stirring it up and down Xia Jincheng's nerves.

Suddenly, a pain came from the corner of his lips, Fan Yue frowned, and a fishy-sweet taste spread from his mouth.

Xia Jincheng propped himself up, with a few strands of slightly messy hair hanging on his forehead, which was very beautiful even in his embarrassment.

He smiled, with blood oozing from Fan Yue's lips at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Brother, I'm not a vegetarian either."

The four eyes met, and the temperature in the car rose accordingly.

Fan Yue licked off the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled and leaned over to kiss the man on the lips, "Got it."

……

There wasn't enough room for the two big men in the car, so the two entangled and entered the house. The moment the door was locked, Fan Yue was already wrapped around his waist from behind.

"Fan Yue..." Xia Jincheng let out a muffled cry, buried his face in his shoulder, trying to rub off the man's coat.

Fan Yue smiled and stretched out his hands to rub the top of his hair, turned around in his arms, and was about to say something, but a boy suddenly appeared in his mind.

In an instant, he suddenly remembered the young boy standing on the observation deck of the restaurant asking him to sign an autograph.

At that time, the young boy was wearing a decent suit, his hair was combed meticulously, his face was expressionless, and his voice, which had just undergone a change in voice, had a green and deep voice: "Aren't you a star, sign it for me, and I will keep it secret for you. "

"Xia Jincheng?" The boy in his mind overlapped with the person in front of him, and Fan Yue finally knew why he felt familiar with Xia Yu the first time he saw him.

Because what Xia Yu and his brother looked the most like when they were young were their eyes, which were clear and bright without any impurities.

"En?" Xia Jincheng agreed and raised his head, seeing him looking at him with complicated expression, couldn't help standing up straight and frowning together, "What's wrong?"

Fan Yue stared at him fixedly, and suddenly smiled, "I remembered. So you are the child who threatened me."

Xia Jincheng was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was talking about. He was inevitably a little embarrassed, "Why did I remember it at this time?"

I'm a bit late...

Fan Yue didn't think so, but pinched the man's chin meaningfully, "The change is quite big, I didn't even recognize it."

"It was you who forgot me." Xia Jincheng said lightly.

Fan Yue couldn't help laughing, "Tch, I still hold grudges."

"Of course I hold grudges." Xia Jincheng's voice sank, and he lowered his eyes to look at him steadily, "That day you called Pei Qing from the rooftop to coax him not to be angry with you."

"..." Fan Yue didn't know what to say for a while.

In fact, he can't remember clearly what happened that day. Except for being threatened to ask for an autographed photo, his other memories are very vague.

But when Xia Jincheng said this, he couldn't help but recall it.

That time, he was dragged by his manager to have dinner with the company's top executives. He Lingrui was also there at the time, and he tried to touch him while he was going to the bathroom, but he kicked him hard.

When Fan Yue was young, he was also a proud and arrogant person. At that time, he didn't want to stay in the smoky private room, so he headed to the rooftop to blow air.It just so happened that Pei Qing called and complained why he hadn't gone back after they agreed to have dinner together.

At that time, he and Pei Qing were still living in the same dormitory, and they were in an ambiguous period.

From the beginning to the end, the two of them didn't really pierce the window paper, which is one of the reasons why Fan Yue didn't go to him after Pei Qing moved out.

No status, no qualifications.He wasn't even someone's ex-boyfriend.

"Grandpa has always raised me as his heir, and he even took me to the dinner of the board of directors that day. It's just that I got bored and went to the rooftop to blow the air, and I just heard you coaxing people on the phone." Xia Jincheng said He said, "You were on fire at the time, and I recognized it at a glance. But I didn't expect you to be such a patient person."

He lowered his eyes and smiled as he spoke, as if he was recalling the best part of his memory.

"I've never been coaxed, not even when my parents were alive. The Xia family's children are never allowed to be coquettish or self-willed."

Fan Yue's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help reaching out and pinching his shoulder.

Xia Jincheng held his hand, led him to the sofa and sat down, "Sit down, let me lie down."

Before Fan Yue could react, the man was already lying on his lap, with most of the collar of his shirt open, revealing a large area of ​​fair skin and a sexy collarbone.

Xia Jincheng took his hand and put it on his chest, feeling the strong beating of the heart in his chest.

"I didn't hear what you said clearly at the time, but I guessed that you were deceiving people, so when you asked me if I heard something, I nodded. I also thought it was fun to tease you artists. " He said with a smile, and there was a bit of sarcasm in that smile, "All I have seen before are those who want to sell their bodies by all means for the sake of superiority."

"Actually, I've already seen you in the bathroom. You kicked He Lingrui very handsomely." Xia Jincheng's beautiful peach eyes reflected Fan Yue's appearance, and the emotion in his eyes was very similar to that of a little girl. The child confronts the object of his admiration.

Fan Yue couldn't believe it, "That's why you asked for my autographed photo and kept it for so many years?"

"One of the reasons." Xia Jincheng slightly raised his eyebrows, and continued, "You are too gentle when talking to me. I like patient people."

This made Fan Yue feel a little uncomfortable, he took his hand away from the man, and said awkwardly: "So if it wasn't for me at that time, you would have liked that person for many years."

Mr. Xia keenly smelled the sour smell in the air, and couldn't help being in a good mood at the moment, propped himself up and sat up, "It's different."

"What's different."

"You're different." He said as he put his arms around Fan Yue's waist. This man was so thin that he didn't dare to use his strength when hugging him.

Xia Jincheng met Fan Yue's gaze seriously, and said in a deep voice, "If that person wasn't you, I wouldn't like it."

"Fan Yue, it has always been my dream to bring you back to the top. I will accompany you to do all the things you like, go where you want to go, accomplish your goals, and let everyone know that Fan Yue is What a wonderful and perfect person."

"And such a perfect man, he is mine." Before Xia Jincheng could finish his sentence, Fan Yue's lips and teeth were already filled with his breath and temperature.

He doesn't know how grateful he should be to Xia Jincheng, but he doesn't want to push this person away now, he likes this person's appearance, voice, body, and even the way he accommodates him between the lines...

Xia Jincheng made him look forward to the future again, and let him understand that he is still worthy of being liked and protected by others.

Even if this is just a dream that this person wove for him, he has already fallen into it, and he only hopes that this dream can wake up later.

Anyway, isn't it always like this, believing again and again, getting hurt again and again, until the moment before the end of life, trying to break free from the shackles of fate.

The temperature in the living room rose, and the skin of both of them was pretty good, although they didn't usually use skin care products.

Fan Yue froze and did not dare to move, because he was afraid that he would not be judged, so he said in a hoarse voice, "Why don't we see you at wb."

Xia Jincheng's chest was so frightened that it didn't move, as if he had surrendered, he didn't move for a while.

Seeing that Fan Yue relaxed his vigilance, he didn't do anything. He got up and carried him to the bedroom on the second floor. He did a set of movements like flowing clouds and flowing water, without giving Fan Yue any time to react.

"Go to WB?"

……

By the time the house returned to calm again, it was already late at night.

Fan Yue lay sideways on the bed, curled up slightly, and didn't move for a long time, not even bothering to hum.

Xia Jincheng originally wanted to ask him to take a bath, but this person ignored him for a long time, as if he had fallen asleep.

He touched Fan Yue's forehead, made sure that he was all right, then got up to take a shower, and went downstairs to the kitchen to start cooking porridge.

Recalling the appearance of someone calling his name with a reddish complexion, the corners of Mr. Xia's lips rose unconsciously, and the hands holding the spoon to cook the porridge stirred more vigorously.

For a while, I had to ask Fan Yue to get up, take a shower and then eat something. After all, this person has a bad stomach and has been tossed for a long time. Going to bed without even eating dinner is really hurting his body.

Thinking of this, the mobile phone placed beside the bed suddenly rang twice.

Fan Yue was just tired at first, and was still in a deep sleep, but now he was awakened by the vibration, and forced to open his sleepy eyes.

He fumbled for the phone, clicked on the message without looking at it, and a chat window named "Fu Zhihua" was displayed on the screen.

Fan Yue squinted slightly to see the words on it.

Fu Zhihua: "Mr. Xia, Fan Dazheng went to the old housing area on the outskirts with his hiking bag at eleven o'clock in the evening. When he came out of the old housing area at twelve o'clock, the hiking bag was empty."

Fu Zhihua: "We can reasonably suspect that he went there to throw or bury something, and we have to wait for our people to check it out."

Fu Zhihua: "A mineral water bottle of gasoline and a small amount of explosives buried in the ground were found."

Fu Zhihua: "Although this measurement will not cause a large explosion, it is enough to blow down that earthen house."

The phone kept vibrating, and Fu Zhihua's messages kept coming. Fan Yue just saw the word "Fan Dazheng" and he woke up. Now holding Xia Jincheng's phone, he stared blankly at Assistant Fu's messages. news coming.

Fu Zhihua: "President Xia, do we need to take any measures?"

"Wake up." Xia Jincheng's voice suddenly rang at the door, "Take a shower and get something to eat."

Fan Yue froze, and raised his eyes to meet the man's gaze.

The phone in front of him suddenly vibrated again, and Fan Yue stiffly handed the thing over, his expression not very good, "That...the news about Assistant Fu."