Dressed as a bully and always finds her boyfriend

it is good.

As expected of you.

I really never forget to tease Han.

If only you had done this earlier.

Yan Xingzhou in the original book couldn't hold it anymore, what's the matter with Yan Feng's turn?

However, when facing Yan Xingzhou, Yan Ronglang had a firm heart, and could even be said to be very indifferent, and the image of a group of veteran cadres was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Wen Zheyan couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Could it be that this Yan Rong also traveled through time?

...well, that wouldn't be the case.

He has been with Yan Rong for so long, except that Yan Rong has a little deviation from the plot, and occasionally flirts with him, everything else is in line with Yan Rong's character in the original work, and he faces his plot. As for other roles, Yan Rong never showed any strangeness.

Wen Zheyan didn't think for a long time, seeing Yan Rong's lips were hooked all the time, she remembered the previous question again, "By the way, you haven't said why you are so happy today."

Yan Rong "Speak at the hotel."

"it is good."

The two arrived at the hotel and found a relatively secluded place before Yan Rong slowly told about Yan Feng.

Wen Zheyan laughed immediately, "Why are you so awesome, you really transferred people to that kind of remote place? Hahahaha."

With a smile in Yan Rong's eyes, he nodded and said, "Yes, but he may not go, but after this incident, he should not come to me again in a short time to ask to resume work."

"Bull!" Wen Zheyan gave a thumbs up.

Yan Rong lowered his eyes, "Don't you think I've done too much? After all, he is my younger brother."

"If I really think you are too much, how can I still praise you? Besides, he is your younger brother." Wen Zheyan couldn't help curling her lips, "A younger brother should also look like a younger brother. If a younger brother is not like a younger brother, That's not my brother."

A series of younger brothers said it, a little bit around.

Yan Rong raised his head, "You really think so?"

Wen Zheyan was taken aback, "Aren't you?"

Asking subconsciously, Wen Zheyan suddenly turned the corner.

and many more.

Wen Zheyan slapped his forehead.

oops.

How could he forget it!

Yan Rong in the original book is really not.

At least in the author's writing, Yan Rong is actually a person who attaches great importance to family affection. Even if his family treats him in a very wrong way, he always feels that after all, he and Yan Feng are related by blood.

——This kind of thinking comes from Yan Rong's mother, Tan Xiang.

When Yan Rong was young, Tan Xiang had been instilled with a truth.

——Your brother is so pitiful. As an elder brother, you have to give way to your younger brother.As long as it’s what your younger brother wants, you can give it to him. It’s just a toy anyway. As an older brother, you should mature a little earlier. Toys are not something people of your age should play with. You should read more books and study hard. .

One thing, after talking for a long time, people who speak and listen will take it for granted.

These are the three views that were forced to develop since childhood.

So in the original book, Yan Rong has been studying hard, so he is eager to be praised by Tan Xiang and Yan Liqun.

The two did praise him, but to them, Yan Rong was not like a son, but more like a tool.

A tool that can carry forward the Yan family.

When Yan Rong grew up, the three views basically took shape, so many times Yan Feng did stupid things, Yan Rong finally forgave him, and did not do anything cruel to Yan Feng, and at that time Yan Feng's mother asked Yan Rong to Yan Xingzhou gave way to Yan Feng. Yan Rong didn't say anything at the time, but later he really stayed away from Yan Xingzhou, which gave Yan Feng a chance to get close to Yan Xingzhou.

Yan Rong really.

Because I can't get it, because I want it, so I value my relatives very, very much.

And every time I will deceive myself and others, extract some warmth from the details, and paralyze myself.

This was also one of the reasons why Wen Zheyan felt sorry for Yan Rong.

——When a person desires something too much, he will indeed go to extremes.

Yan Rong went to a not-so-good extreme.

It makes people angry, but also makes people want to hold him in their arms and take care of him.

Because anyone who can feel it will feel that Yan Rong is really suffering.

This is also the biggest reason why Wen Zheyan wanted to be Yan Rong's father.

Wen Zheyan hesitated for a moment, and signaled to the waiter next to him who was waiting for the order to come back later, and he sat next to Yan Rong, "Yan Rong. In fact, family affection is not the most precious thing in this world."

"Ok?"

Yan Rong looked at Wen Zheyan.

His gaze weighed the distance between the two.

This was the first time Wen Zheyan was so close since Wen Zheyan was startled, as if he had lost his previous memory.

And it's proactive.

How many months?

Yan Rong missed it in his heart, and looked at Wen Zheyan's lips again.

He wanted to kiss him again.

In Yan Rong's eyes, the kiss that was tasted last time was not even a kiss, it was more like a play between children.

Wen Zheyan "Whether it's friendship or love, as long as you find the right person, the relationship between you will be very strong, so the key point is who you meet, not what relationship you have."

Yan Rong was startled, and then he understood what kind of medicine Wen Zheyan sold in the gourd.

He chuckled, leaned back on the seat, and looked at Wen Zheyan leisurely, "So?"

Wen Zheyan "?"

He has already made it so clear, why does Yan Rong still look like he doesn't understand?

Wen Zheyan was a little anxious, but if he said it too bluntly, would Yan Rong have any resistance? What if he stopped playing with him in the future?

Wen Zheyan was thinking, Yan Rong said, "Then are we in a strong relationship?"

Wen Zheyan "..."

Yan Rong's gaze was too hot, especially in this situation, if Wen Zheyan's words were not firm, then what he just said would be in vain, and Yan Rong would definitely fall into the situation where he was once controlled by his family.

That was what Wen Zheyan didn't want to see.

Wen Zheyan coughed lightly, "That..."

"You don't need to say it." Yan Rong said, "I can be sure now that you really lost your memory."

Wen Zheyan's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Yan Rong.

Yan Rong held Wen Zheyan's hand and slowly played with it on his lap.

Wen Zheyan's hands were not too hot, rather cold. His fingers were thin and long, as pale as light green. The crescents on the nail caps were neat and neat, and the nails were trimmed very short.

Yan Rong lowered his head to observe for a while, and said, "We didn't know each other for long, and you persuaded me not to associate with blood-sucking relatives, you forgot all this, and now you are persuading me again."

He said with a low laugh, "Sure enough, no matter what you do, you are still you, hoping that I will get out of the fire pit."

Wen Zheyan was a little surprised.

The fingers were held by Yan Rong, and Wen Zheyan forgot to pull them back for a moment, and some fragments suddenly flashed back in his mind.

And this time, he didn't have a headache.

"Hey, I just saw your brother outside. He just came out of your office, right? Is it a matter of taking care of an artist before? Well... since we are all lovers now, then I'll just say it straight ——You know what kind of virtue your brother is, but now your parents are partial to Java, and they still refuse to admit it, do you really want to live in this situation for the rest of your life?"

"Then what do you say?"

"Of course, you will never work for others again, set up your own business, and if you can not associate with them in the future, you will never associate with them. I know that family affection is very important to you, but some family affection cannot make you better .For this kind of feeling, you should give up.”

Wen Zheyan said in a low voice, "I hope you can become better, and I hope you can truly be yourself, not someone's son or brother."

"..."

"How? You talk." Wen Zheyan pushed Yan Rong.

"……Um."

"accepted?"

"accepted."

"No regrets?"

"No regrets."

"Ahhhh—babe Rongrong, come and give me a kiss!"

Wen Zheyan "..."

Wen Zheyan suddenly came back to his senses, and subconsciously touched his lips, as if there was still a soft touch on them...

……Grass.

It's okay to recall it well, but why does he still feel it! ?

As if the person who kissed him was really him.

A sense of crisis rose in Wen Zheyan's heart.

He hurriedly withdrew his hand from Yan Rong's.

The hand held by Yan Rong was obviously warmer. He crossed his hands, and the temperature of the two hands, one cold and one hot, was very different, and they couldn't balance for a while, which made Wen Zheyan feel strange.

He automatically skipped the party about amnesia, and asked, "Then when will you start your own business?"

Yan Rong glanced at Wen Zheyan, "It's already there. What you said...how could I not listen."

Wen Zheyan "...oh."

Wen Zhe's face was expressionless, and he said in his heart, you talk like this all day, do you think I will still be fooled by your love words?I'm immune to it!

However, the roots of his ears were slowly turning red.

"Eat, eat!" Wen Zheyan waved.

The waiter came over immediately and brought the menu.

The previous conversation came to an end.

Wen Zheyan changed the subject and said, "Didn't you ask me to come out for a drink? Drink!"

Yan Rong "What to drink?"

Wen Zheyan "Anything is fine, since it's a happy event, we won't go home until we're drunk!"

"it is good."

Wen Zheyan's performance had just ended, and the small assessment was almost a week later. Yan Feng's side was directly put together by Yan Rong. Both of them were very happy, and they were really not drunk. Even Yan Rong, who has always been calm and has been involved in various banquets since he was young, and who often drinks, is a little tipsy.

Wen Zheyan's drinking capacity was a little bit lower, and he was already dizzy at this time, and didn't know anything.

In this case, of course Wen Zheyan could not return to the film and television center.

"Let's go."

Yan Rong reached out to help Wen Zheyan put on the mask and hat.

"Where are you taking me?" Wen Zheyan skillfully lay on Yan Rong's body, his long arms and legs felt like he had nowhere to rest.

"Go home." Yan Rong shook his head and walked out with his back on his back.

The intimate gesture of the two attracted the guests who were still dining in the restaurant. One of the girls who came out to have dinner with a few friends couldn't help but let out an 'ah' when she saw this, and hurriedly took out her mobile phone to take a picture of the two of them. back view.

"Who, do you know?"

"I don't know each other, but I feel that their relationship is very good, and both of them are handsome guys! This kind of guy is rare in the three-dimensional world. I don't know if there is any news about them on the Internet. I am a fan..."

"The one with the man on the back is indeed a handsome guy, but the one on the back is wearing a hat and mask, how do you know?"

"His small face is as big as a palm at first glance, and his skin is not bad, and his eyelashes are very long! The appearance of tilting his head slightly is so cute, how ugly can he be?"

"Really!"

"That's right, my eyesight is super good!"

"I don't care, I don't believe it until I see it!"

The girl flipped through the previous photos, and found that all the pictures she took were from the back, and there was no way to prove it.

But she didn't need to prove anything.

The girl looked at the photos again and again, and couldn't help but giggle, "I have pictures in my mind, it's just food for thought, when I get back, I'll make a few fanarts!"