I heard I'm the official partner of the villain

Feng Ci didn't expect Yan Yuxiu to reply with two words, "Feeling."

"..."

If someone else said these two words, it would be purely deceiving, but it came out of Yan Xixiu's mouth. No matter how you listened to it, there was a strange feeling that a dream was about to come true.

Feng Ci took a step back, "You were a fortune teller in your previous life?"

Yan Xixiu raised his hand, rubbing his red and swollen lips with his fingertips, and said in an unintelligible voice, "No, I'm desperate."

Feng Ci's gaze followed his movements and landed on his lips. There were still traces of his ravages on it, and the ears that had cooled down just now tended to warm up again. He turned his eyes away and coughed uncomfortably. With a voice, the tone was vague, "I probably know."

Yan Yuxiu raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, "What do you know?"

"I know...you're a bit thin," he glanced down at the thin waist of the man in front of him, where he just took advantage of the place where he ate a lot of tofu, and concluded solemnly, "You need to make up."

Yan Yuxiu didn't care about him changing the subject at all, and asked following his words, "Do you like fatter ones?"

Feng Ci was very shameless and fearless, "Hold the comfortable one."

Yan Yuxiu nodded, "Then I will try my best to make you more comfortable."

"..."

Why does this sound so wrong.

Feng Ci's Adam's apple rolled, and he thought it would be better for him to show some face, "Forget it, it's fine now."

"It seems that something is wrong with me."

Feng Ci frowned, and put his hands on Yan Yuxiu's shoulders, "You know, I always feel that you are like a lustful and stupid king now, and I," he pointed to himself, with a very serious tone. Complicated, "It's the demon concubine who is about to be cast aside by future generations."

The corners of Yan Xixiu's lips curved slightly, and his eyelids lowered, "You know, I've been waiting for you to come and bring disaster to the country and the people."

What is a segment.

Feng Ci watched him silently for half a minute, and asked a question from the bottom of his heart, "What did I do to you before?"

To make this boss set the bottom line so low is almost like saying that as long as you come here, I will even give you my life.

He used to complain about other people's views on love, but now it seems that he might be responsible for it.

Yan Xixiu walked out, "You don't want to know."

Feng Ci's eyes calmed down for a moment, the meaning of this sentence is too great.

He thought for a while, and tried, "So I can't be you—" "Fengci?!" An exclamation and a gasp interrupted his words.

They are in the corridor now, there are very few people, a nurse just happened to pass by, and she saw Feng Ci's undisguised face at a glance, she subconsciously remembered that the hot search for people singing to Qiao Xin to celebrate her birthday in the livehouse last night was still hanging up on the Internet Now, why are you in the hospital today? !Is it hurt? ? !

Feng Ci stopped and smiled at her.

Yan Yuxiu just stood a few steps away and looked at him, seeing his cold and handsome eyes, watching his focused eyes, watching him gently pull the corners of his lips, with a naughty and youthful feeling rushing towards his face .

In the long corridor, in the white and indifferent background, he is the only tone.

Yan Yuxiu raised his hand to press the center of his eyebrows, closed his eyes, and then opened them again, and saw Feng Ci walking towards this side, with long legs striding forward, and when he passed by him, he grabbed his wrist, A lazy voice sounded beside my ear, "I'm so hungry, where do I have lunch?"

His behavior was so casual that the nurse who turned back after three steps didn't realize that there was something wrong.

Feng Ci walked a few steps before realizing it, and let go of his hand, "I'm still curious, why do you think I won't want to know?"

Yan Yuxiu glanced at him lightly, "Because that's beyond your current acceptance."

Feng Ci raised his eyebrows, "For example?"

Yan Xixiu approached him, his voice was very low, and he said in a flat tone of storytelling, "I imprisoned you once, locked you in a place, bound your hands and feet with slender chains, no one can get close to you, No one can make you leave from there, you can't escape, you can only look at me in your eyes and in your heart."

Goosebumps almost came out of Feng Ci's body.

But I have to say, this kind of approach is just like Yan Yuxiu's usual perverted style.

As if listening to a story, he asked the person in front of him, "What did I do?"

"On the first day, I read a whole day of books, related to medicine."

"The next day, practice the piano."

"Day three, marksmanship."

"On the fourth day, you start self-psychological hypnosis, simulating a patient with hypochondria."

Feng Ci was in a fog, this is him?

Thinking about?

"No. 15 days, we went to bed, you said you couldn't pay for sex, and asked me if I could sell it for free."

"..."

Feng Ci twitched the corner of his mouth, what kind of development is this.

Yan Yuxiu ended the story with one sentence.

"A month later, you disappeared."

……

Feng Ci went back to the crew in the afternoon, changed his costume, and happened to have a scene advanced by the director, it was him and Shen Yiqing's rival scene.

The previous scene was ng too many times, and the director was impatient to wait, so he directly switched to the next scene.

He didn't have many lines this time, but in the whole play, only this time, in front of the third prince, there was an emotion other than disgust leaked.

It was the third prince who, after learning that His Majesty had set up the Jiuzhai and assigned General Jing there, took the initiative to suggest that the fifth prince should also study in the Jiuzhai.

His Majesty agreed.

Soon Xiao Ziyan learned from his cronies that he was about to be admitted to the academy by bad luck, and since then he lost the freedom of squandering, and went to a newly established Jiuzhai. The third prince.

He went to block Xiao Zichen, pulled a few dilapidated carriages, and blocked people at the gate.

Xiao Zichen was just coming out of the mansion, wearing a blue robe and wearing a white jade around his waist. He was charming and elegant. When he saw the scene in front of him, his face remained unchanged, and he walked up to him and sat on the stone lion like an old man. In front of the Erlang-legged Xiao Ziyan, "Fifth brother."

Xiao Ziyan gets annoyed whenever he sees him, especially the smile on the corner of his lips every time this man sees him, he is simply laughing at him nakedly. He pulled these broken carriages, which is equivalent to saying that the street has been cleared , now there is no outsider around, and there is nothing to say at the moment, so he picked up the long sword beside his hand and moved his hand.

His offensive was very fierce, but his own cultivation was insufficient. In front of the most dazzling prince in the entire royal family, he was basically invisible, and he couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

But Xiao Zichen intentionally slowed down and gave him some pointers.

Xiao Ziyan's face suddenly sank, the long sword in his hand broke away, and he threw it hard into the door not far away, making a buzzing sound.

He smiled coldly, "Xiao Zichen, you are very proud, aren't you?"

The director outside the venue subconsciously sat up straight, staring at the pair of dark eyes in the camera, the pupils were so dark, he seemed to lower his eyelashes inadvertently, and his eyes flickered, making people feel distressed unconsciously He, but when he raised his eyes, he was still so domineering, disgusted and unwilling, and the words he uttered could piss people off, giving people the illusion that no one could touch him.

This popular idol's acting skills are good.

The director thought to himself, this change in eyes has not been accumulated over the years, and it is difficult for ordinary people to perform it.

Looking at it this way, if Shen Yiqing didn't pay attention, he might not be able to hold back his limelight.

Xiao Zichen's lips were straightened, and a trace of regret flashed across his eyes, "I didn't mean that."

He knew that Xiao Wu hated the way he was pointing fingers at him the most, but it was rare for Xiao Wu to come to him, and he was happy for a while, but he forgot about it.

Xiao Ziyan snorted, "Then what do you mean?"

He approached Xiao Zichen step by step, with a sarcasm in his voice, "Do you think I've lost face to the royal family and made you feel ashamed?"

Xiao Zichen stood still, until Xiao Ziyan stood in front of him, the two of them got very close, each word paused, with a malicious tone, "My third prince?"

The hand on the waist tightened unconsciously.

The eyes that fell on him moved back and landed on Xiao Ziyan's face. His calm and peaceful voice said, "You should go back and clean up."

Xiao Ziyan took one last look at him, walked to the door with determination, and drew out his sword. With a wave of his hand, the sword was unsheathed, and the stone lion's head was severed.

With his back turned to Xiao Zichen, he said, "Don't let me see you again in the future."

Xiao Zichen watched his leaving back, a trace of pain flashed across his bright and jade-like face.

This is His Royal Highness the Third Prince who can never be seen in front of others.

"Card."

The director stood up with a rare smile on his face, "Good acting."

He has been grinding the drama every day for the past few days. Originally, it was quite difficult to grasp the emotions in this opponent's scene, so he planned to press it a few times, but he didn't expect that the acting status of the two leading actors was online, and they passed it in one go.

What surprised him the most was Feng Ci, unlike Shen Yiqing, who has been an actor for many years. He had acted in a web drama before. Although it was currently on the air, the director was so busy that he didn't have time to watch it. He thought it was another TV series. A hit drama brought up by popularity.

Directors like him have always liked talented actors the most. Although due to commercial reasons, popular stars have to be hired, but acting skills are naturally the best, so I asked several questions, the more I asked, the more surprised I was. , a singing and dancing star who has just transformed into a star, can actually have this kind of performance, and judging by his deduction method, he has a lot more understanding than those who are from a professional background.

I'm afraid I'm not born to eat this bowl of rice.

The director stared at Feng Ci's face for a long time, and Feng Ci almost thought that there was something on his face, so he raised his hand and patted Feng Ci's shoulder, saying earnestly, "Go well in the future."

Acting can be improved with time, but a naturally good face is rare, with good looks and talent, it is an omnipotent weapon in this circle.

At this time, Xie Congjia, who was sitting not far away, sighed softly, "The existence of a genius is always easy to cause discomfort to others."

The assistant on the side was dumbfounded, and picked up the tea that he had prepared in advance, "Brother, tea."

Today's scene was over, when Feng Ci went back to change his clothes, he saw Qiao Xin jumping over there from a distance, and then he didn't know what he saw, so he shrank back.

Feng Ci was puzzled, "What happened to her?"

Shen Yiqing, who went back with him, "...Maybe she doesn't want to see me."

"Ok?"

Shen Yiqing touched her nose, "I probably offended her."

Offend her?The one who really offended Qiao Xin was bullied and cried for her father and mother, how could she be hiding.

But Feng Ci didn't need to help outsiders, so he didn't say, "I'll ask her tonight."

At dinner time, before he asked, Qiao Xin revealed herself with a complicated face.

"Brother, do you want Shen Yiqing to send me back?"

Feng Ci picked up a piece of pork belly, "I asked him to watch it and called your assistant."

Qiao Xin stared at him, but didn't respond for a long time.

Feng Ci raised his eyes, "What's the matter? What did you do wrong?"

Qiao Xin's face was calm.

"I molested him."