After the former actor was forced to open for business

Feeling that his joke was not funny, Fan Yue glanced resentfully at Xia Jincheng who was sullen, and could only smile, "I'm really fine, don't worry."

Mr. Xia didn't say a word, but it seemed that what he said just now was useful. At this moment, the police urged him, and Fan Yue took his hand without a trace.

"Wait for me for a while, and I have to make notes."

It has to be said that in many cases, physical contact can always be more direct and effective than words in comforting people. For example, the anger of President Xia just now has been extinguished by Fan Yue's hand-holding action by more than half.

"Okay." Xia Jincheng agreed in a deep voice and shook his hand instead.Seeing that the person and the police went to another office to take notes, he turned around and waited outside.

When Fan Yue came out, he could see Xia Jincheng leaning on the car door and looking down at his cell phone from a distance, his usually tall and straight back was slightly arched now, looking very down-to-earth.

He put on a mask and sunglasses, and walked a few steps quickly.

"Sincerely." Fan Yue called out to him.

Xia Jincheng was startled for a moment, then raised his head to look at Fan Yue.Seeing the man's sunglasses reflect his frowning in disbelief.

"What did you call me?" Boss Xia seriously suspected that he had misheard.

Fan Yue couldn't help laughing, "Why are you not used to this expression?"

The man didn't speak, he frowned, looked at him for two seconds, and said, "Get in the car."

Xia Jincheng opened the car door for him as soon as he spoke, Fan Yue didn't know why he was in such a hurry, but he obediently got into the car, after all, it was really cold outside.

The air conditioner had already been turned on in the car, and when Fan Yue sat in, he felt surrounded by a sense of warmth, the kind that warmed his heart.

The matter of Fan Dazheng is now considered to be over. Although there are still many things to do in the follow-up, at least he doesn't have to worry that this person will hurt He Qiaoqiao and their family at any time.

And he picked up such a caring boyfriend again, Fan Yue couldn't help being in a good mood.

It's just that he just sat down when he was grabbed by the wrist by the person beside him.

Fan Yue was startled, and the next moment he felt the man's breath pouring into his nostrils. The mask he was wearing had already been taken off by Xia Jincheng, and he was holding it in that big hand at the moment.

Xia Jincheng supported the back of his head with one hand, put one hand on his waist, rubbed his fingertips lightly, and kissed the man's lips deeply, as if to plunder all the oxygen.

Fan Yue was almost out of oxygen by his kiss, and raised his hand to his chest, "Well... I would like to present."

Originally, Fan Yue called him by his name so intimately that he couldn't control it. Now that the person is still hypoxic, the syllables are coming out intermittently, and Xia Jincheng doesn't want to let go.

Fortunately, Mr. Xia was still struggling with his sanity, and in the end he obediently let go of Fan Yue. Seeing the man leaning against his arms and panting, he couldn't help but kiss him again in the corner of his eye.

After all, how can a person who has been thinking about him for so many years be satisfied with just one kiss.

Fan Yue pushed him away angrily, this unexpected kiss almost killed him.It seems that Xia Jincheng can't be taken advantage of like this in the future.

As he thought about it, he suddenly felt his hand being held by that person. He turned his head and saw someone tearing off the band-aid on the back of his hand. He took out the disinfectant and cotton swab from nowhere, and lowered his head to treat the back of his hand. on the wound.

"Did you just go shopping?" Fan Yue asked him.

Xia Jincheng ignored him, just held his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Don't move."

With lowered eyebrows, he carefully wiped the scabs on the wound for Fan Yue.In fact, half of what Fan Yue said at that time was to reassure this person. The wound was indeed not as serious as Xia Jincheng imagined, but how small can a wound that needs two large band-aids be covered?

Fan Yue was originally fair, and the blue-purple blood vessels under his skin could be clearly seen. There was a knife wound extending from the tiger's mouth to the root of his little finger. Although the wound was not deep, it still bled a lot. It was shocking to watch.

The movements of Xia Jincheng's hands became more and more stiff, as if he was suppressing some emotions, until he finished wrapping the bandage around Fan Yue's hands a few times neatly, and started the car without saying a word.

Fan Yue felt that he was not in the right mood, so he stretched out his hand to hold the man's hand, "What's wrong?"

"Go to the hospital." Xia Jincheng didn't dare to touch his wound, and only held the steering wheel to concentrate on driving.

Fan Yue understood what was the reason, so he lightly rubbed the man's wrist twice with his fingertips as a comfort, "No need to go, and you've already taken care of it for me. I'm fine, really."

He knew that Xia Jincheng was angry because he was injured, but it was Fan Dazheng who hurt him. Xia Jincheng would not touch his family at will, not to mention that this person has been arrested now.

Xia Jincheng sullenly said nothing.

In fact, he is more guilty now. He used to be unable to protect Fan Yue, but now that he is capable, he still fails to protect people well.Especially when the two have just been together for a short time...

Xia Jincheng was driving, and Fan Yue couldn't keep disturbing him, so he could only let it go resentfully.

He didn't speak any more along the way, in order to give the other party enough time to think about it, whether it is necessary to be angry because of this matter.

In terms of relationships, Fan Yue has always been a very rational person, and it is probably because of the precipitation of the past ten years that he always thinks about whether it is necessary before making a decision.

He also believed that Xia Jincheng could understand what he meant.

The car did not drive in the direction of the hospital, but stopped at the door of a private clinic.

Fan Yue knew that this person had figured it out, and turned his head to look at Xia Jincheng, "Mr. Xia, are we not going to the hospital?"

Xia Jincheng's tense face softened, "You don't want to go if you don't want to go." He turned his head and looked at the back of Fan Yue's scribbled hand, "I can't handle it well. Let's wrap it up again."

This person acted like a child when he was awkward, at this moment Fan Yue couldn't help reaching out and pinching his cheek, it seemed to feel good.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." He smiled.

"Hiss." Xia Jin was in pain, frowned, and raised his eyes to meet Fan Yue's crooked eyes.

There is no doubt that Fan Yue looks good at any time, but Xia Jincheng seems to have seen the scene in a dream before, and the familiar feeling suddenly poured into his mind, making him a little at a loss.

Probably the more happy you feel, the more you fear losing.

When Xia Jincheng hugged him without warning, Fan Yue was taken aback.

The strength of this hug, inexplicably brought a sense of begging and humbleness, which made Fan Yue's heart tremble slightly.

He responded to the man almost subconsciously, "I would like to present..."

"I'm sorry." The man's low voice rang in his ears, very soft and gentle, but mixed with a tremor.

"This kind of thing won't happen again in the future." He buried his face in the man's shoulder and hugged him tighter.

Fan Yue's heart suddenly softened, he had never felt this kind of feeling of being strongly needed and cared for by others.

And now all his sense of security is given to him by Xia Jin.

"I don't blame you for this." Fan Yue stroked his back gently, "I made you worry."

The atmosphere in the car was inevitably a little sad, Fan Yue was thinking about how to relieve it, when he heard the phone in his pocket vibrate, it was He Qiaoqiao's call.

Mr. Xia raised his head from his shoulders with interest, "Phone?"

"Well, I'll pick it up." Fan Yue stretched out his hand to touch his hand comfortingly, and then took out the phone.

"Xiaoyue, who are you with now?" He Qiaoqiao's anxious voice was heard from the other end as soon as the phone was connected.

Fan Yue was taken aback by her question, and turned to look at Xia Jincheng, "I just came out of the police station. What's wrong?"

Xia Jincheng seemed dissatisfied with his concealment of his existence, frowned, and cast a puzzled look at him.

Fan Yue pretended not to see, and still holding the man's hand, He Qiaoqiao continued to say: "A paparazzi took a photo of you going in and out of a hotel with a man, what's going on? I've confirmed it, the one in the photo The person is indeed you, but the one next to you doesn't look like Mr. Xia..."

Just as Fan Yue was about to deny it, a voice from someone beside him suddenly sounded: "He Qiaoqiao, my office will clarify this matter in 10 minutes."