I heard I'm the official partner of the villain

Feng Ci sent Lin Bai four words, and made persistent efforts.

Lin Bai didn't know why, so he looked up at him. There was no displeasure on this man's face, but there was a somewhat ambiguous smile on the corner of his lips, and he looked naughty and mean.

But generally speaking, Feng Ci would not harm him.

He took a breath and said solemnly to the person in front of him.

"I will work hard!"

"Although hard work is not a bad thing, it is not necessary to say it in front of others," an indifferent voice cut in, and at the same time, a burst of very regular footsteps was getting closer.

The two looked over.

The man put one hand in the pocket of his trousers, and his jacket was casually draped over his elbow. He walked unhurriedly, and the light above his head fell silently on his slender figure.

But wearing a simple shirt and trousers, he abruptly walked out of a powerful aura of an international supermodel, noble, indifferent, and inviolable. The ordinary corridor behind him has become a blurred background image .

Lin Bai was stunned for a moment.

This is the first time he has seen a person's aura can be so powerful, not relying on facial expressions, but relying on his own aura alone, he can control the terrifying ability of people's hearts. The panic didn't abate in the slightest.

Feng Ci met the visitor's eyes, raised his eyebrows, "Just got off the plane?"

When Yan Yuxiu saw him, his brows and eyes were a little gentle, and he asked, "You are not welcome?"

"No way," Feng Ci said in a relaxed tone, glancing at Lin Bai who was standing there dumbfounded, "Go back."

It took a while for Lin Bai to react, subconsciously raised his head, and happened to meet the gaze of the person who came up, cold and without any emotion.

I can't tell what I'm looking at.

But it made people subconsciously tense, and a chilling feeling of terror rushed up from the back quickly——

His face turned bad for a moment, and he didn't even notice what the person next to him said, and left in a panic.

"So afraid of you?" Feng Ci was a little surprised, and joked, "Why don't you stay at home to ward off evil spirits."

One or two are afraid of this one, the power is really great.

There was a little smile on the corner of Yan Xixiu's lips, "Would you like to leave it at your house?"

Feng Ci smiled and turned around, "I have to think about it."

He was thinking about it, turned around, and flipped through the script of the next drama, and his thoughts were completely taken back, and Yan Yuxiu was completely put aside by him.

No one can ignore this person Yan Yuxiu on any occasion, and the feeling of oppression will be even worse when he is alone. Only Fengci, not only will he not feel uncomfortable, but sometimes, he will ignore this person as usual.

This is actually very wrong, even if Song Dongling, who often comes to visit, is here, he will not be so natural.

But he didn't notice it.

Feng Ci sat cross-legged on the bed, with the script spread out on his lap, and occasionally looked up information on the Internet, and made notes on it from time to time, until a person sat next to him, looked up, "I have to read it for a while, if you want to sleep, you can go to bed again." go open-"

His words stopped, and his gaze was fixed on a drop of water at the end of the man's eyes. Under the light, it was very clear, and it slid down along the line of the side face.

He looked at Yan Xixiu's wet forehead hair, and muttered, "I thought you were crying."

Yan Xixiu was a little amused, "Why would I cry?"

Feng Ci withdrew his gaze and responded casually, "Yes, why are you crying?"

Originally, what he said was nothing, but the key point is that you were added.

The relationship of sharing the same bed, using this word, how ironic.

After Feng Ci finished speaking, he came to his senses, raised his eyes, and apologized sincerely to Yan Yuxiu's half-smile eyes, "I'm sorry, I used the wrong word."

This kid is really not afraid of swallows, and he is also used to stepping on people's bottom line, not to mention probing, sometimes he does it subconsciously, and he has no scruples in his heart.

But thinking about it carefully, Yan Yuxiu didn't feel sorry for him.

Thinking of this, Feng Ci asked him in a very sincere tone, "If I offend you, what will you do?"

Yan Yuxiu looked calm, "People who offend me are all dead." He raised his hand, touching the side of Feng Ci's face, "You are always an exception."

Feng Ci raised his eyebrows, "So?"

Yan Yuxiu thought of something, and suddenly laughed, "So you won't let go of this opportunity."

Feng Ci has never been a person who will suffer.

He couldn't be more clear about this.

……

private hospital.

When the door was pushed open, the stern man half lying on the hospital bed was lighting a cigarette, with a cigarette in his lips. The lighter had just been lit, and when he saw someone coming, there was a trace of strangeness in his eyes, and he threw the lighter aside. No cigarette was lit.

"In a good mood?"

These words coupled with this gentle gesture, if his subordinates see it, they will be frightened. For so many years, they have never seen their boss have such a good temper with anyone, let alone, standing at the door. He was still the culprit who sent him to the hospital.

Feng Ci slammed the door and did not pass, but leaned lazily against the door. He was dressed in black, with broad shoulders and long legs, and looked very cold. He looked handsome and indifferent, "To see if you are dead .”

There was no smile on his face, not even half of the emotions that he always concealed, and a pair of dark eyes fell on the man, as if looking at a dead person.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Yan Yuxiu's lips, but he turned the topic in an ambiguous direction, "You want to die with me so much?"

There was a little impatience between Feng Ci's brows, and he didn't want to talk nonsense, so he turned around and was about to leave.

"Stay with me for a while."

Yan Yuxiu looked at his slender back, and said in an unhurried voice, "For an hour, I'll let Qin He teach you marksmanship."

"With your talent, it should be easy to learn."

Feng Ci turned to look at him, and sneered, "Others are thinking of ways to abolish people, why does Chairman Yanda do the opposite?"

Yan Yuxiu's expression was very indifferent, "I don't always like useless people."

He pointed to the chair next to him, "Since you can't walk now, let's sit for a while."

The corners of Feng Ci's lips curled up slightly, with a faint smile, "You will die in my hands."

His voice was calm, almost to the point of sentencing.

Yan Yuxiu's eyes fell on his especially attractive smile, and he also smiled, "As long as you get into bed, you can kill me at any time."

Feng Ci twitched the corner of his mouth.

"I've only slept once," Yan Yuxiu said in a calm and sincere tone, "You're not looking for anyone else, aren't you holding back?"

Feng Ci raised his eyebrows, "None of your business."

This kind of question never annoyed Feng Ci, even last time, the two of them had slept through an accident, but in fact, Feng Ci basically couldn't remember the relevant memories.

But Yan Yuxiu didn't know, he just felt that the last accident was a waste of sleep.

Although Feng Ci's reaction on the bed made him unexpectedly innocent.

Yan Xixiu moved his body, feeling that the anesthesia in his body had begun to fail, severe pain came from the wound dressing, but his left arm was still numb, his face was a little pale, and he felt the words of wind falling on his face Cold eyes with no emotion.

The room was momentarily quiet.

Yan Yuxiu thought for a while, "Let's tell a story."

Feng Ci came over, pulled a chair, sat down neatly, and refused bluntly, "There is no story."

Yan Xixiu looked at him, "Aren't you an actor? It's fine to talk about a script."

Feng Ci's eyes circled around him, raised his lower lip, and asked in a casual tone, "Do you want a fairy tale?"

Yan Yuxiu didn't speak for a moment, and after a long while, he laughed softly, "It's fine."

Feng Ci glanced at him, said nothing, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and read directly to the story from Baidu.

His tone of voice was very flat, with no ups and downs, and even a little impatient, but this man's voice was naturally good, low, and somewhat magnetic, even if he was reading fairy tales, it was a kind of enjoyment.

Yan Yuxiu was always lying on the hospital bed, looking at him steadfastly, and occasionally fell on the black bracelet on this man's left wrist. The style was beautiful, black and elegant, especially in line with Feng Ci's cool temperament. It's no worse than the accessories he used to wear on stage, and even better.

But this bracelet, as long as it leaves a certain range, it will keep beeping, there is no way to silence it, and there is no way to take it off.

As the giver of the "gift", Yan Yuxiu did not intend to take it off at all.

In return.

Feng Ci disabled his left hand and sent him to the hospital with his own hands.

Compared with Feng Ci's unscrupulousness, Yan Yuxiu always knows what to do to crush his Ni Lin to death.

The attention that let Feng Ci fall on the others was all diverted to him.

……

Yan Yuxiu suddenly opened his eyes, the lamp above his head had already dimmed, only the bedside lamp was emitting a dim light.

He tilted his head, and the person beside him was still sitting, but the right hand holding the pen was pinching his left hand at some point, looking down thoughtfully.

Seeing that someone woke up suddenly, Feng Ci let go of his hand, "You just kept grabbing me."

He looked at Yan Yuxiu's reaction, and clicked his tongue, "What, are you having nightmares again?"

Yan Yuxiu sat up with her hands propped up, leaning halfway against the head of the bed, "No, it's been a long time since I slept."

"Didn't sleep for a few days again?" Feng Ci looked at his face, raised his hand to cover his forehead, and tested the temperature, "Psychological illness is the biggest illness."

"Go and see a doctor."

Yan Yuxiu stared at him quietly, "How do you know that I won't sleep for a few days?"

He has always been normal around Feng Ci, even if he suffers from insomnia all the year round, he can rarely fall asleep normally.

"..."

What should Feng Ci say, when he was a ghost, he watched your daily life?Do you think that no matter how you look at it, from all aspects, you are more suitable to be a lonely ghost than him?

He didn't change his face and heartbeat, "I guess," he thought for a while, and added, "Actually, I always thought you were very familiar."

Yan Yuxiu's eyes froze for a moment.

He didn't speak.

Feng Ci adhered to the principle of saying too much, so he didn't say anything, and continued to read his script.

"I'm waiting for my medicine."

Yan Xixiu spoke suddenly.

Feng Ci turned his head to look at him, it was clearly still that cold handsome face, with a straight nose and thin lips, as cold as he wanted, but his forehead hair drooped slightly following the movement, and those piercing eyes were half-closed. Closed, inexplicably a little more pitiful.

His heart skipped a beat, "Why are you waiting?"

This is not in line with Yan Yuxiu's style at all, there is nothing he can't do and get, and there is absolutely nothing in this world that requires this person to wait.

Yan Yuxiu saw what he was thinking, "I'm just waiting for a word."

"Just one sentence."

He repeated this sentence, staring at Feng Ci in front of him.

"But maybe, he'll never be able to answer."

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