After the former actor was forced to open for business

There was a moment of embarrassment in the atmosphere, Xiao Bao frowned and looked at the man who called himself "little aunt" in front of him, his little face was almost wrinkled.

"Uncle...can it be little aunt?"

Fan Yue was afraid that this person would say something inappropriate for children, so he hurriedly hugged Xiaobao and hid aside, "Don't scare my nephew."

"Tch." Boss Xia couldn't help laughing, and saw that the uncle and aunt who had already greeted Fu Zhihua finally remembered that this was the real guest, and the old couple came over and asked the two of them to come in.

Probably because they had heard about Xia Jincheng's family background, the old couple felt a little bit guilty, and looked extraordinarily reserved, "This is Mr. Xia...Xiaoyue's boyfriend?"

Mr. Xia was quite reliable at the critical moment, and he greeted respectfully, "Hello, Uncle and Aunt. I am Xia Jincheng, Fan Yue's boyfriend."

For some reason, upon hearing his self-introduction like this, Fan Yue felt inexplicably proud.

He Qiaoqiao took a serious look at this appearance, she raised her arm and yelled at her cousin, "Restrain yourself."

"Is there?" Fan Yue blinked guiltyly, then sat down on the sofa with Xiao Bao in his arms.

Xia Jincheng was also pulled into the room by the old couple, and sat down next to Fan Yue.

"Uncle and aunt, I didn't know what to prepare for the second elder when I first arrived, so I just bought some. If you need anything in the future, just ask, I should still be able to help."

He is obviously not used to this kind of happy and harmonious scene, and now he talks as seriously as if he is in a meeting.

Fan Yue hugged Xiaobao to He Qiaoqiao, then shook his hand, and whispered, "Don't be nervous."

Xia Jincheng twitched the corner of his mouth.

His parents died when he was very young, and his grandfather always took him by his side.It is said that they are relatives in the next generation, but Xia Jincheng has never experienced it.

Grandpa has always trained him as an heir, so every day since he was a child is a boring course, and what is piled up in front of him is always endless questions and endless analysis of business strategies.

The only thing that can feel the warmth from the family is the glass of milk that grandpa brought to his room in the dead of night, and the phrase "sleep" that has been going on for more than ten years.

"Sincerely, sincerely?" Fan Yue's voice pulled his thoughts back, Xia Jincheng frowned subconsciously, turned to look at the person beside him, "En?"

Guessing that he might be thinking about things from his childhood, although Fan Yue didn't know much about it, he had heard her mention it more or less, so he didn't ask any more questions at the moment, and just inserted a piece of fruit and handed it to him.

"Eat fruit."

Xia Jincheng twitched the corner of his mouth, and Fan Yue's smile was reflected in his eyes, "Okay."

Because Fan Yue deliberately troubled He Qiaoqiao to tell the elders not to mention too much about childhood, and it is best not to ask about Xia Jincheng's childhood, so the content of the chat before the meal decreased sharply, and they had already entered the meal without saying a few words. topic.

The six sat down two by two, Xiaobao was unwilling to let He Qiaoqiao hug him no matter what, and would not let go of his uncle no matter what.

"I want my little uncle! My little uncle looks good~look~" the child said in a childish voice, and hugged Fan Yue's neck as he spoke, his tender little face pressed against Fan Yue's.

At first, everyone laughed, but Fu Zhihua, who was sitting next to He Qiaoqiao, pushed his glasses and said to the child seriously, "Your mother is also... pretty."

"Pfft—cough cough cough cough!" He Qiaoqiao couldn't hold back, and coughed violently several times.

Somewhat embarrassed, she pawed Assistant Fu next to her twice, her face was flushed, and she didn't know if it was because of the cough just now or for some other reason.

Fan Yue and Xia Jincheng laughed tacitly, and they teased Xiaobao together.

At first, he thought Mr. Xia would only be the boss, but who knew that he was more comfortable than Fan Yue in amusing children.

"Xiao Bao eats more vegetables, and he will look as good-looking as your uncle." Mr. Xia put the cabbage heart into Xiao Bao's mouth, smiling softly.

The child wrinkled his face and asked him, "Then can I look better than my little uncle?"

"No." Mr. Xia said firmly, "Your uncle is already the most beautiful person in the world, there is no way you can surpass him."

"Okay then..." The child was inevitably disappointed, but he obediently ate the cabbage heart.

He Qiaoqiao watched in disbelief as his son, who was usually a picky eater and didn't eat any vegetables, opened his mouth to eat the choy sum, and couldn't help but sigh: "Nowadays, children still depend on their parents' looks when they eat? Xiaobao , Mom feeds you, why don't you eat?"

"Mom can't make me look as good-looking as little uncle, huh!"

He Qiaoqiao waved his hands and sighed, "Forget it, you two can raise this child."

There was another burst of laughter at the dinner table.

After dinner, Xia Jincheng answered the phone, and hurriedly said goodbye to everyone when he came back, "There is something that needs to be dealt with at the company, Assistant Fu will go back with me."

"Okay, Mr. Xia."

"I'll see you off." Fan Yue was about to get dressed, but was stopped by Xia Jincheng.

"No, it's cold outside." He shook Fan Yue's hand and explained to the two elders before he took Fu Zhihua away.

Fan Yue still couldn't hold back, and followed him downstairs.

Xia Jincheng didn't know that he followed, and walked quickly ahead, not forgetting to remind Fu Zhihua, "Don't tell Fan Yue about this for now, I don't want to affect his mood."

Assistant Fu who followed hurriedly nodded and agreed, "Okay, Mr. Xia."

Fan Yue's footsteps stopped, and he was a little unable to move when he stood still.

Xia Jincheng has something to hide from him?And it will definitely affect his mood...

Xia Jincheng only entered the house in the early hours of the morning. He thought that Fan Yue would not come back tonight, but he turned on the light and found that there was a person nestled on the sofa.

He curled up with his arms under his pillow, like an insecure child.

Xia Jincheng squatted down on the edge of the sofa, his eyes fell on the half of his face that was exposed.

Fan Yue is really the most perfect person in his heart, no one would make him like Fan Yue more, including himself.

So no matter who has done something to hurt him, it is not allowed.

Those people never deserve to be forgiven.

Xia Jincheng couldn't help raising his hand to caress the corner of his eyes.

When these eyes were full of tears, they were stained with lust and longing, and when they reflected his figure, he was really willing to give everything he had to Fan Yue, including his life.

"Hmm..." As if smelling the familiar perfume in a dream, Fan Yue couldn't help but frowned, opened his eyes a little, and vaguely saw the figure of that person.

"You're back." Fan Yue reached out to touch his face.

Xia Jincheng tilted her head and kissed his palm, her tone was unbelievably gentle, "I woke you up, sorry."

"No..." Fan Yue climbed his neck with both hands, and unconsciously plunged into his arms.

Xia Jin smiled, and simply picked him up from the sofa, looked down at his docile appearance after removing the disguise, "Shall we go back to the room to sleep?"

The man in his arms rubbed against his chest, and responded sullenly: "En..."

Fan Yue was really thin, so thin that Xia Jincheng felt a little distressed when he hugged him, and couldn't bear to make him cry.

Carrying him to the bed, Xia Jincheng kissed him lightly on the forehead and smiled contentedly, "Good night."

"install……"

Early the next morning, the scent wafted up from downstairs, and Fan Yue opened his eyes in a daze.

The side is empty, but there is still the remaining warmth of that person.

He took a greedy breath, and slowly opened his eyes, clear and bright.

He will not guess what Xia Jincheng is unwilling to tell him.

He was willing to believe in Xia Jincheng from the first day he accepted this person.

Fan Yue went downstairs after washing up as usual, and seeing this man busy with something in the kitchen island, he simply tiptoed over and put his arms around the man's waist from behind.

"What to eat?"

Xia Jincheng had heard his coming down a long time ago, and now he pretended to be shocked, "When did you wake up?"

Fan Yue pinched him on the waist, a little disgusted, "The acting skills are too bad."

"Maybe I need the personal guidance of Fan Yingdi. I don't know if I have this honor." Xia Jincheng cut the sandwiches diagonally, put them neatly on the plate, and held one of them to the mouth of the person behind him.

Fan Yue took a bite and said with a smile, "It depends on my mood."

Unexpectedly, the man turned around directly from his arms, the tips of their noses were almost touching each other, and their breaths were intertwined.

Fan Yue was slightly stunned, and felt a warm touch on his lips in the next moment. The sweet and sour salad dressing and the freshness of lettuce remained in his mouth.

This kiss was too gentle, as if tasting a beloved snack.

Hearing the emotion, Xia Jin presented it to Fan Yue, laughed, and said, "It tastes good, it seems that the sandwich didn't overturn this time."

Guessing what he would say, Fan Yue rubbed his hand that had already been inside the man's clothes twice, and smiled ambiguously, "Baby, you are really good at seducing people."

"Isn't it just to curry favor with Emperor Fan, so that I can improve my acting skills." Xia Jincheng pecked at the corner of his mouth again, and put the sandwich in his hand back on the dinner plate.

This kind of flattery is really useful.

Fan Yue kissed him again almost instantly, putting him between himself and the Liulitai.

Xia Jincheng bit his lip, and said in a hoarse voice, "I managed to control it just now, and you're here to recruit me again."

"It's not that you want to please me." Fan Yue's breathing became heavier, and he lowered his head and bit his neck lightly, "Wouldn't it be better to please me thoroughly?"

Xia Jincheng smiled muffledly, and skillfully unbuttoned a row of buttons on his pajamas with his big hands, stroking all the way down.

He pressed against that ear, his breath burning hot, "Then I'll be gentle."

"Hiss..." Fan Yue took a deep breath, red marks had been left on his fair neck, densely packed, in different shades, until it spread to his chest.

He was pushed backwards onto the counter by the man, almost half of his body was lying on it, and both hands were forced to rest on the counter.

The big hand on his waist felt dry and hot to the touch, and Fan Yue moved uncomfortably to try to break free, but the thin waist seemed to be seductive.

The temperature in the kitchen was already a little higher, and it was getting hotter now.

When he was distracted and infatuated, delicate kisses fell on the skin again, and Fan Yue heard the man calling his name hoarsely.

"Fan Yue..."

"Fan Yue..."

"Fan Yue... I love you."

He leaned there and almost lost his voice, clasping his hands tightly on the table, "I... love you too."