I heard I'm the official partner of the villain

Feng Ci put the breakfast on the table and checked the time. It was still early, so he couldn't help but yawned again. He didn't know when he went to bed last night. It felt like he didn't sleep.

He subconsciously lifted the quilt and lay on his stomach, stretched out his hand, touched a pillow, hugged him and rolled to the side of the bed, ready to squat for a while.

As a result, within half a minute, the phone vibrated suddenly, and Feng Ci was a little impatient, so he touched it and took a look.

A text message.

"Call for help and transfer, the business has been completed."

--unknown number.

……What does this mean?

His number leaked again?

Harassing text messages?

Feng Ci looked at it for a while, but the other party didn't intend to call, so he threw the phone aside and tilted his head again.

The person next to him turned over, and the man's hoarse voice came over, "You are going to fall."

Feng Ci's muffled voice came from the pillow, "It's okay, I can't fall."

A warm body leaned over and lay next to him.

Feng Ci said in his heart, originally he would not fall, but if you lie down, you will lose your way back, and you will definitely fall down once you roll.

He reached out and wrapped his arms around the man's waist to prevent himself from rolling down.

Unexpectedly, he could feel the incomparably clear and delicate touch in the palm, warm, smooth, and full of hand feeling, which instantly made him half awake.

Consciousness followed closely, like a movie, and all kinds of harmonious behaviors of last night were quickly passed before my eyes.

The picture is called a blood rush, and it is called an unstoppable intense surge.

He immediately withdrew his hand, "Are you wearing no clothes?"

Seeing him hugging him, Yan Yuxiu leaned over in a very good mood, and looked at him with great interest, "Why, so frightened."

"No."

Yan Xixiu approached, licked his earlobe with the tip of her tongue, and said in a slow, ambiguous voice, "Then why don't you look at me."

"..."

What kind of tone is this.

What about the characters?

Was eaten by a dog, right?

Feng Ci maintains the weird principle of not moving if the enemy does not move, and if the enemy moves, I will not move. In an instant, he was possessed by an eminent monk, and he said silently, "Do not look at evil."

In fact, the main reason is that he is afraid that he will not be able to control himself, and that he will misfire.

Once open meat.

He is a little hungry.

Really.

Did not eat enough last night.

Yan Xixiu laughed, and leaned on his shoulder, "I've been molested by you inside and out, isn't it a bit late to say this now?"

Feng Ci maintained the demeanor of an eminent monk, "Turn back and be right."

Big Boss, "..."

It's rare for these words to come out of Fengci's mouth.

But Yan Yuxiu still cooperated very well, "Are you ferrying me?"

Feng Ci narrowed his eyes, "I have no interest in saving people."

He tilted his head, frivolously picked the man's chin, and smirked like a ruffian, "But you are an exception."

Save people?

Yan Yuxiu stared at him steadfastly, for a moment, then smiled inexplicably, "I used to always try to read your mind."

But at that time, this person was never willing to confide easily, he was on guard against everyone, and his mind was dark and heavy.

He did everything he could to snatch a little response.

But now, he would rather be a fool.

Because Feng Ci didn't hide from him now, everything, including his feelings for him.

He looked at this man and, subconsciously, didn't want to love him.

Feng Ci was still lying on his stomach, completely disfigured, "It's usually not good to see too clearly, the so-called Huiji will hurt, it's about you." He thought for a while, "For you, torture is always a big deal. Too happy."

He opened his eyelids, looked at the man close at hand, and asked softly, "Don't you feel any pain?"

It's almost masochistic.

He could hardly bear it as a bystander.

Yan Xixiu touched his eyebrows, "But as long as I see you, the fire in my heart can't be extinguished."

Feng Ci pulled his lips, "What's the matter, I'm a lighter?"

Big Boss, "..."

He pushed Feng Ci's head into the pillow, "You can suffocate to death."

Feng Ci struggled, "Help! Murder your husband!"

Yan Yuxiu smiled instead, his eyes were very gentle, and his tone was light and light, "Shout a few more times and listen."

Feng Ci didn't shout, but stretched out a hand and spread it out in front of him, confidently saying, "Appearance fee."

Yan Yuxiu laughed, coaxing, "You can choose what you want, how about changing the lines."

"Change what?"

"Say I love you."

Feng Ci glanced at him, with a generous attitude, "This sentence can be free."

Yan Yuxiu stared at him quietly, raised his hand to cover his eyes, "Well, tell me."

Feng Ci, "..."

What's the situation.

It was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

But I have to admit that the words I love you are still a bit shameful. He even said the four words "I love you" only in the play.

The combination of these three words has never been touched before.

However, Feng Ci's good psychological quality has always been online, and there has never been any hang-up behavior.

He finally spoke.

"I love you."

For a long while, there was no movement.

The room was silent, there was no sound, as if the pause button had been pressed.

Just when he was about to take that hand away, the man's hoarse voice rang softly beside his ears.

"I love you too."

Feng Ci was silent for a while, and suddenly clicked his tongue, "It seems to be too early."

He reached out and grabbed the man's wrist, leaned over and pressed him on the bed with his knees on the man's legs.

Yan Yuxiu lay down obediently, looking at him quietly with deep eyes, "Really?"

"Yeah," Feng Ci's lips curled up into a smile, and his fingertips landed on the corners of his upturned eyes, followed the line of his profile, and stopped at his chin.

Pick lightly.

The man's stern face was forced to lift up, and the protruding Adam's apple was clearly exposed in sight.

The whole person seems to have exposed his weakness without defense, and in this way, he looks quite weak.

But Yan Yuxiu was still looking at him, with gentle eyes, just like the previous sentence, completely let go of all his temper, if Feng Ci pointed a knife at him now, maybe he would help him.

Feng Ci leaned down, his voice was low and magnetic, and he paused every word, "Do you know, saying this early in the morning will make me unable to bear it."

"Can't bear it?"

"I can't help but want to sleep with you."

The corners of Yan Xixiu's lips curled down, "No one is stopping you."

Feng Ci glanced at him, immediately shook his hands, got out of bed, flipped through a suit of clothes and threw it to him, then went to wash up, tidied up and went out to have breakfast.

Well, it's still hot.

Just sleepy=_=.

Yan Yuxiu's gaze was on him all the time, and he never looked away, so he suddenly said, "Do you think I'm old and decrepit?"

"cough!!"

A sip of soy milk almost choked his throat and eyes, and Feng Ci hurriedly wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, only to see Chairman Yanda sitting on the big bed, wearing a simple top and trousers, with that handsome face, no matter how you look at it In his early teens.

But the man clasped his knees with his hands, lowered his head slightly, with a lonely and pitiful posture, "I know, I am older than you, and you should despise me."

"..."

Compete with him?

Feng Ci took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, lifted his foot, and stepped on the chair with a domineering expression on his face, "That's right, I like young and beautiful ones, you can go."

Yan Yuxiu looked at him slowly, and slowly uttered a few words from his lips.

"I'll give you one billion."

"………………………"

internal injury.

So cruel.

Feng Ci swallowed the steamed stuffed bun, and without blushing and heartbeat, hung up the strong and unyielding poor and lowly person who is rich and rich and cannot be moved, "I'm with you, don't use money to insult me, I'm a decent person."

"Add another billion."

"........."

Feng Ci glanced at him, that look was an understatement.

"okay."

Yan Yuxiu smiled at him, "Then give me a kiss."

Feng Ci didn't have an excellent awareness of being responsible for two billion yuan, and sat there without moving, "I taste like buns."

Yan Yuxiu lowered her eyebrows, "You don't even want to touch me, it seems that you really dislike me."

Feng Ci's eyelids twitched, "I hate the smell of buns."

Yan Yuxiu sighed softly, "I just fell asleep once, so you don't want to touch me anymore, am I so boring?"

Feng Ci was still fighting against Baozi, "I don't."

Yan Yuxiu propped up her hands, "Do you like being passionate on the bed?"

"..."

Who will take this psychopath away.

He posted 50 yuan.

Feng Ci took a last sip of soy milk and got up to leave.

As soon as he took a step, Yan Xixiu's eyes completely dimmed, "I'll wait for you here."

...What is the situation with this strong sense of scumbag?

Feng Ci walked to the bed, coaxing a child, "Come, give me a hug."

Yan Yuxiu moved in front of him.

Feng Ci looked a little weird, "Are you in pain?"

Yan Xixiu buried her head in his shoulder, "You tried too hard last night."

Feng Ci seldom felt guilty, "Then I'll be lighter next time."

Yan Yuxiu hummed, and asked casually, "When is the next time?"

"...Next time, next time."

Yan Yuxiu hugged his waist, "I think it's okay now."

"Oh, don't you feel pain?"

"It won't hurt if you touch it."

Feng Ci pushed him away, "Goodbye."

"I'll be back late at night. If you have something to do, go there."

After he finished speaking, he went out.

Then, went to the crew.

As usual, they were all busy. As soon as they approached, they heard the director's roar. Feng Ci glanced at it from a distance. They were filming the hero's fight scene. The director was holding a loudspeaker to direct the extras to move.

He went to change his clothes, and when he came out, he saw Shen Yiqing and Mu Xiaomu talking.

He was sitting there, and the makeup artist was styling him. He was his current personal makeup artist, and she was also the same girl who complained about his lack of maintenance.

And this girl is very beautiful, with pure eyebrows and eyes.

The make-up artist muttered suddenly while applying makeup on him, "Yesterday's chocolate tasted very good, but it seems a bit expensive."

Feng Ci thought she was talking to herself, but then she saw the girl smiled at him and said, "Thank you."

……Um?

chocolate?

Feng Ci asked, "Xiao Chen gave it to you yesterday?"

"Yeah, didn't you ask him to buy it?"

"..."

Feng Ci glanced at the girl's slender figure calmly.

Yan Yuxiu, you are too much, everyone is gaining weight, what should I do if I delay finding a boyfriend.

At this time, Shen Yiqing walked beside him, "Have you read the news on the Internet?"

"what?"

Shen Yiqing shook the phone in front of him, "You ate ice cream on the street last night."

Feng Ci was speechless, "What is being on the street?"

Shen Yiqing sat down beside him, "Your fans are praising you, why are you so cute, are you lost and can't find your way home, etc."

The makeup artist girl let out a chuckle, "If Fengci had fought in the street last night, the fans would probably say, ah, my idol is so handsome even fighting, I can't stand it, hey, Fengfeng, they all Say, you were very good at fighting in high school, few people dared to provoke you, is that true or not?"

Feng Ci thought about it, "No one fought with me at that time."

Not to mention how law-abiding he was at school, he had excellent grades and obeyed the law, except for skipping classes.Besides, he has good grades and has a proper reason to be absent, even if he often skips classes, it's okay.

"I heard that you fought Song Dongling more than once, and the fight was fierce."

Feng Ci glanced at her, and brutally pierced her fantasy, "I didn't even know him at that time."

Makeup artist girl, "..."

Shen Yiqing smiled, seeing the girl glanced at him, she put the smile back, "Sorry, I couldn't hold back."

It's mainly about these two people, and now there is a lot of buzz on the Internet, those CP fans are like chicken blood, what they say is reasonable, and it can almost be faked, he glanced at it unintentionally, and was almost caught The one, two, three, and four arguments listed in it have been brainwashed.

Turns out the truth, well...

It's really fans knocking on their own, and celebrities playing their own.

I thought the day would pass like this, but unexpectedly, something happened in the afternoon.

During filming, everyone looked at the director with a bad face when he was suddenly called away by a phone call.

Half an hour later, Xiao Chen heard the news, "Brother, it seems that something happened. Someone called the police, and the police are here."

Feng Ci asked, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Chen leaned into his ear, "Someone died in the hotel."

"Who?"

"That Yu Yu you asked about last time."

Feng Ci's eyebrows twitched, with an uneasy premonition that this person didn't die in the original book, but lived a good life, "Are you sure?"

"Qin He said it."

Qin He can't say inexplicable words.

He looked around, because the director wasn't there, so there wasn't so much sense of urgency at the scene, he was doing whatever he was supposed to do, and chatting with those who were free.

Today's weather is good, the sun is leisurely, neither cold nor hot.

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Feng Ci's mind, "Where's my phone?"

Xiao Chen took the phone out of his pocket and handed it to him.

He flipped through the text messages.

The unknown text message received in the morning disappeared.

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