I heard I'm the official partner of the villain

The summer vacation is approaching, and "From Chang'an" is on the air in time for the summer vacation. Because it has attracted much attention before and has its own traffic, the ratings are very good.

At this time, Feng Ci was in the crew, besides acting and giving advice to Lin Bai every day, he just dealt with Yan Yuxiu who had nothing to do.

Recently, Director Yan is keen on cooking. Wherever the crew goes, he buys a restaurant there for cooking.

Moreover, the catering for the entire production crew is covered by him, and everyone can eat the most distinctive local delicacies, which can be changed from time to time, only Feng Ci, and needs to face private orders from Director Yan from time to time.

In the first two days, his stomach was eaten up, and he ran to the toilet several times a day. Even Qin He looked at him with pity.

Feng Ci pressed Yan Yuxiu against the wall, half teasing, half warning, before letting him go.

When sleeping at night, Yan Yuxiu hugged Fengci and said nothing, stared at him for a long time, as if he wanted to ask something, but stopped.

Later, the cooking skills have made great progress, which can be called super fast.

But Yan Yuxiu watched him keep silent for longer and longer.

That night, when Feng Ci came out of the shower, Yan Xiuxiu was taking out food from the lunch box and putting it on the table, his movements were not hurried, and his expression was a little calm.

It's the same when eating. Although I usually don't talk so much, I have gradually become quieter recently.

Feng Ci picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork for him, "What's the matter with you recently?"

Yan Xixiu ate the piece of meat slowly, and asked him, "After the movie is finished, do you have any plans?"

Feng Ci thought for a moment, "Not yet."

Yan Xixiu hummed, and continued to eat.

He didn't seem to have much appetite, and Feng Ci has always been a slow eater, so when Feng Ci put down his chopsticks, Yan Yuxiu put down the bowl to clean up.

Feng Ci glanced at the remaining rice in his bowl, there was still more than half of it, "Are you hungry?"

Yan Yuxiu shook her head, "I'm not hungry."

Feng Ci reached out to touch his stomach, "Could it be that she's pregnant?"

Yan Xixiu, "..."

Feng Ci touched it a few more times, "Eat more."

Yan Yuxiu glanced at him, then lowered her eyes, "I have no appetite."

Feng Ci didn't continue to persuade, and tilted his head, as usual, he gave a choice, "One, two, three, choose the number."

Yan Yuxiu was silent for a while, "Two."

Feng Ci blinked, "Are you sure?"

This tone has a bad feeling.

But Yan Yuxiu is not a person who repents easily, "Definitely."

Feng Ci laughed, somewhat unclear.

He reached out to hug the man and sat him on his lap.

Yan Yuxiu didn't refuse, and sat on him quietly until the passive sound of the pants chain.

His breathing stopped for a moment.

The waist is a little soft.

Leaning on Fengci.

Close your eyes.

Hearing the young man's teasing voice, "It looks like I'm hungry."

Yan Yuxiu didn't speak, until after a while, his body flew into the air, was picked up by Feng Ci, and walked towards the bed.

The bed was very soft. Although the young man was strong, he was gentle, but it was a bit harsh.

Yan Yuxiu was tormented unbearably, only to hear Feng Ci slowly say, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

The man spoke with a hoarse voice, "Hurry up."

Feng Ci lowered his head and bit his lip, "This requires your cooperation."

Yan Yuxiu opened her eyes, glanced at him, and put her hand on his shoulder.

Feng Ci didn't make a move, and lay down following his strength, watching the man sitting on him.

He laughed, "Really proactive."

In view of Yan Yuxiu's rare initiative, Feng Ci also gave face quite a bit, making people not want to move their fingers.

Just asked a word.

"Chi Tang?"

Feng Ci didn't expect Yan Yuxiu to still care about this person at all, he was surprised and a little funny for a moment, "It's just a message."

Yan Yuxiu's whole body strength has been worn away by this person long ago, but this person hasn't fully enjoyed himself after being born.

It took him a while to realize what the man said, and he replied in a low voice, "I don't want to see him."

Even chatting among friends can make him uneasy.

The young man's deep and magnetic voice sounded behind his ears, "Just delete it if you don't want to read it."

After half an hour.

Feng Ci finally let him go.

Yan Xixiu lay limp on the bed until Feng Ci approached and kissed his earlobe.

"If you are jealous, you can feed yourself."

Yan Yuxiu embraced him, but she really didn't have any strength until Feng Ci grabbed his waist and pulled a belt into his arms.

He said calmly, "I don't want to see my rival, is there a problem?"

Feng Ci smiled, "No problem."

He pinched the man's face, teasing a child, "Then what do you want?"

Yan Yuxiu looked into his eyes, "A Ci."

"Ok?"

Yan Xixiu's eyelashes drooped, "Do you think I'm tired of being alone?"

Feng Ci raised his eyebrows and said in a playful tone, "Could it be that you still want me to find you a partner?"

Yan Yuxiu glanced at him, but buried her head without saying a word.

His hands are still holding Feng Ci tightly, a gesture that you can't even think about.

Feng Ci was amused by his reaction, he was such an awkward child.

He coughed and pretended, "Thinking about it, Chi Tang seems to be okay."

The breath around the man turned cold, but he still didn't speak.

Feng Ci continued to flirt, "And he has a good temper, so he won't be jealous."

Before he could say the next sentence, Yan Yuxiu covered his mouth. The man glanced at him quietly, his eyes were dark, but his voice was very calm, "Really."

Feng Ci didn't have the sense of crisis that this person was going to be angry at all, and he even blinked at him, with a kind of casual smile in his dark and beautiful eyes.

Yan Xixiu withdrew her hand and looked at him, "You think he's not bad?"

Feng Ci raised his hand and rubbed the man's wet hair, with a smile still in his eyes.

He smiled and said, "Not as good as you."

Yan Yuxiu was stunned, under his gaze, the roots of his ears gradually turned red.

He blinked, his eyelashes drooped slowly, and hummed.

It looked a bit ashamed.

But the expression on his face remained cold.

In Feng Ci's eyes, his appearance is really alluring.

Feng Ci narrowed his eyes, which darkened a bit, and approached him, "Have you rested?"

Yan Yuxiu raised her eyes, but before she could react, Feng Ci grabbed her waist.

The young man's hoarse voice whispered in his ear, "I can't help it when I see you, what should I do."

The next day.

When Feng Ci came back with the meal, Yan Yuxiu was still in bed and didn't want to get up.

"I'm getting lazy," Feng Ci laughed, brushing away the man's messy forehead hair, "Get up and eat."

Yan Yuxiu looked at him and didn't speak until Feng Ci pulled him to sit up.

"wear clothes."

The man sat there obediently, letting Fengci torment him.

Dress, wash, eat.

While eating, Feng Ci looked at him and suddenly had an idea in his heart.

This person almost doesn't look like Yan Yuxiu.

That indifferent and ruthless villainous boss.

That one lives like a lonely ghost.

Yan Yuxiu, the high-ranking and completely devoid of popularity he saw back then.

Just as he was thinking, Yan Xixiu asked him, "How about staying with me for a while after the movie is finished?"

The man said, and smiled at him, his brows and eyes were curved, very gentle, and there was expectation in his eyes.

Feng Ci, "Okay."

The film is still in the process of being filmed.

Lin Bai did not disappoint him. In just one or two months, he has made rapid progress.

In the beginning, he was still the one Director Chen hated the most, and the one the whole crew sympathized with the most.

But he quickly adjusted his mentality.

Director Chen didn't pay much attention to what he scolded him, and sometimes he could reply with a smile.

Gradually, Chen Miao didn't talk much about him anymore, after all, the feeling of punching cotton was quite boring.

It's just that sometimes the look in his eyes is not quite right.

When Lin Bai said this to Feng Ci, the two happened to meet in the bathroom.

Feng Ci washed his hands and replied casually, "There are quite a few people who see something wrong with you."

Lin Bai was stunned for a while, and also remembered what happened before.

He lowered his brows and said in a low voice, "I'm not a woman."

His voice was very low, wrapped in unspeakable complexity and self-deprecation.

Feng Ci glanced at him sideways. Lin Bai was only a few months younger than him. He was beautiful, almost feminine. He was timid and timid due to lack of confidence, and looked soft and easy to bully.

It's normal to be treated like a girl.

But now, the spirit has been tempered, the eyebrows and eyes are a little more firm and confident, the figure is tall and straight, and the dress is refreshing. The whole person looks a lot tougher and more masculine.

Now even if she is drunk and laughs, it will not be regarded as a beautiful woman anymore.

He withdrew his gaze, "Do whatever you want."

It is a very laissez-faire sentence.

Lin Bai smiled lightly.

He has known this person for several years. When he first met Feng Ci, he was bullied. Those unscrupulous gangsters treated him as a girl and molested him. At that time, Feng Ci happened to pass by and rescued him.

He found that as long as he followed Feng Ci, those people would not dare to trouble him again, because no one could beat him. He was very scared at the time, so he followed Feng Ci every day, wherever he went.

The person who can give him the most sense of security in life is this person.

It is still the same until now, but a simple sentence can make him feel that there is a reason to be presumptuous.

He thought of Chen Miao, the way this man looked at him, the eyes were slightly complicated.

"I actually like him a lot."

The corners of Lin Bai's lips were slightly bent, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle and beautiful, looking harmless and natural.

He said softly, "It's just that the mouth is a bit bad."

Feng Ci glanced at him, curled his lower lip, turned around and left.

Two months later, the movie wrapped.

The celebration banquet was originally held that night, but due to an accident, it was changed to the next day.

Because there are people treating guests, the local entertainment venues are the best and the most expensive, so many people didn't leave, just waiting to eat, drink and have fun.

Everyone had a great time.

The only thing is, the director didn't show up.

in the box.

There are only him and Lin Bai in this room, and they are booked separately.

Feng Ci was lying on the sofa drinking a cocktail, and Lin Bai was singing next to him, holding a microphone, and sang a slow song.

He has a good voice, but he doesn't have much singing skills, but Feng Ci is too lazy to give him advice on singing skills.

When a cocktail is finished, a song is finished.

Lin Bai put down the microphone, sighed softly, as if a little sad, "He thinks I look like his ex-boyfriend."

Feng Ci didn't speak.

Lin Bai also poured himself a glass of wine, and said softly, "Holding me and calling other people's names is too much."

Feng Ci lazily replied, "Just learn a lesson."

Lin Bai took a sip of the red wine, put down the glass, "I think so too, pain will always make people remember."

Feng Ci raised his eyebrows, "Did you fuck him?"

Lin Bai glanced at him, with a little embarrassment on his face, and said in a low voice, "He scolded people, called other people's names, and pulled my clothes, so I couldn't hold back."

In the end, it went too far, and the director didn't get up today, let alone today's wrap-up banquet.

Director Chen Da now has the heart to kill him.

But Lin Bai didn't panic at all, he smiled gently and said, "He has a soft heart."

If he really wants to use some means to make Chen Miao like him, it is not impossible, and Lin Bai originally wanted to do it step by step, but he didn't expect that when he was hugged, he would call someone else's name.

Lin Bai thought calmly at the time, really annoyed.

Feng Ci was too lazy to continue listening, and got up, "Okay, you can play by yourself."

He went out, and within a few steps, he ran into Yan Xixiu who was walking this way.

The man was wearing a casual suit with a cold expression. When he saw Feng Ci, he smiled and walked over, "Have you been drinking?"

Feng Ci stretched out his hand to pull him, "Go back."

Yan Xixiu clenched his hand, "Yes."

It's a beautiful night tonight.

Feng Ci took him by the hand, slightly drunk, but clear-headed, "The first time I saw you was when my father died."

Yan Xixiu hummed, and turned her head to look at him, "I was too late."

Just one step away, he watched the man die in front of his eyes.

From childhood to adulthood, his only, elder brother.

Not brothers.

Because there is no blood relationship.

But Feng Xun is indeed written into the family tree, and no one can change the Yan family that cannot be changed.

He was exiled abroad since he was a child, and his father meant to abandon him and let him fend for himself without going back to Yan's house.

There is only one person who will go to see him, and that is Feng Xun.

Later, in the seventh year, his father was seriously ill and called him back to the country, the original intention was to see him a few times, nothing more.

The decision is to let Feng Xun take over the Yan family.

But it was rejected by that person.

After his father died, Feng Xun took care of all the affairs and left.

From that year on, there was only Yan Yuxiu in the huge Yan family.

He was guarding a city alone, unable to escape, unable to escape, unable to understand the history of the Yan family's rumors and secrets, just like a lonely ghost trapped to death.

Until he accidentally saw a photo.

He said something.

At that time, the butler stared blankly at him for a while, and then gradually became frightened.

It was only later that he learned that Feng Xun had no blood relationship with him, but this secret was known to almost no one, including the housekeeper.

In the eyes of everyone, although Feng Xun's surname is not Yan, he is his own brother.

At that time, he looked at his brother's three-year-old child and asked, "Can it be kept in captivity?"

He really wanted to raise the child, wanted to keep him for himself, and wanted those beautiful black eyes to look only at himself forever.

He can do it by any means.

He was ten years old.

In the past ten years, the only thing he was interested in was a child.

The steward's voice was almost terrified, "Young master, this is the child of the eldest young master's family."

It was then that he realized that the Yan family might all be sick.

After that, the butler never mentioned anything about the child to him again.

Yan Yuxiu never took the initiative to investigate, or appeared in front of Feng Ci.

He put all his thoughts to death.

Until the day I met Feng Ci, I could no longer suppress it.

……

……

Feng Ci didn't know what was going on in this man's mind, he just looked not far away.

There is no one else on this sidewalk, and there is no sound. There are creepers climbing on the high wall fence next to it, and the wall full of roses hangs on it and hangs down slowly.

The street lamp was a bit dim, but when it fell on the person, it was a warm orange.

The time is quiet and beautiful.

Feng Ci stopped, "Yan Yuxiu."

"Ah."

The young man said three words.

He stood beside a wall of blooming and gorgeous roses, the street lamps were quiet and silent, and above his head was a vast expanse of stars, shining brightly.

He said, "Get married."

He spoke clearly and expressed it clearly.

Yan Yuxiu stood on the spot and looked at him, a little dazed.

Yes, it was rare for him to stay like this for the first time in his life.

He felt that he shouldn't be like this, at least he should calm down, but there was no way, the three words "Fengci" hit him, making him a little dizzy, like drinking old wine, getting drunk, feeling like a dream.

A dream that can be overwhelming.

The feet are a little unsteady.

He took a step forward and hugged Feng Ci gently.

This person's breath is very refreshing, with a little alcohol smell.

But it allowed him to settle down quickly.

He rested his chin on Feng Ci's shoulder, and when he spoke, his voice was hoarse.

"it is good."

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