Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

There are no cameras in the hotel rooms.

Qu Xingchen closed the door after entering the room and let out a long sigh of relief.

Spending a whole day with my wife is indeed a joy.

But while it is joyful, it is also a bit painful.

After all, my sweetheart is by my side, and I can only touch her head to pretend to be a friend, and the most I can do is kiss her on the cheek.

It was so uncomfortable that I couldn't even kiss him.

After tomorrow's date is over, he must confess his love properly.

Then go and get the certificate after the show is recorded!

Qu Xingchen was making plans in his mind. He had already taken out his mobile phone and started to check the auspicious days after the show ended.

At this moment, the phone in his hand vibrated.

After taking a look at the caller ID above, Qu Xingchen couldn't help but frowned.

He answered the phone unsatisfied, and his manager's voice came from the other side immediately: "Boss, I have been watching the variety show you recorded. What is the situation now? You don't really plan to develop a relationship with Yan Feng, do you? "

“Isn’t that a fake development?”

Qu Xingchen rolled his eyes and answered angrily.

There was a brief silence in response.

After a while, the manager confirmed again: "Are you serious? Being with him is not acting, it is the kind of pursuit that you really want to live your life with?"

"Am I not being straightforward enough? Why does everyone have to ask me the same question?" Qu Xingchen replied irritably, suddenly thinking of something, changing the subject, he said: "By the way, you go help I’ll calculate which day is more suitable for getting married after the recording of this show. And help me contact the wedding party. It’s going to be a special grand one, and it’s best to be dreamy. My wife will probably like it.”

As he spoke, he imagined the scene.

If they were getting married in a place like a castle in a fairy tale, Yan Feng would definitely be laughing with joy.

My wife looks the best when she smiles.

Just imagining it, Qu Xingchen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, making the expression on his face become more relaxed.

But while the arrangements on his side were assured, the silence on the other end of the phone couldn't help but spread.

After a while, the manager's voice came with a trembling voice: "The wedding you asked me to contact is not between you and Yan Feng, is it?"

"Otherwise, would it still be yours?" Qu Xingchen asked coldly. He said, "My wife is so cute and beautiful. There must be many people who covet her. If he agrees to marry me, he must do it as quickly as possible. I need to hold a wedding with him. This way, everyone will know that he is mine, and there will be fewer people trying to rob me."

Qu Xingchen's sense of crisis is full.

But hearing this sentence made the agent full of questions.

"No, I admit that Yan Feng is indeed pretty and cute, but..."

"Then there's no but," Qu Xingchen said: "If you try to persuade me again, I'll think you want to steal my wife from me. You can figure it out yourself."

The agent hung up the phone very simply.

You can’t talk if you’re in love!

But Qu Xingchen's attitude was different.

He is in a good mood.

After hanging up the phone and being quiet for a while, Qu Xingchen looked at his phone again, clicked on WeChat, and found Yan Feng's account that he had added before to play games together.

I want to say a few more words to my wife.

But what is better?

Just say good night to him?

No, it's too simple.

How about calling him baby?

No, it's too oily.

It would be bad if my wife thought he was a nasty pervert.

He can be a pervert in the eyes of his wife, but he must be the kind of pervert who is fresh, refined, and elegant.

It can't be vulgar, let alone obscene.

That will definitely scare people away!

Fingers stay on the keyboard.

Qu Xingchen thought for a full 10 minutes.

Seeing that if the delay continued, Yan Feng might really fall asleep, so he finally made up his mind, quickly typed a few words, and sent them to Yan Feng.

[q: Did you sleep? 】

The message was sent out, but it was just three words, but Qu Xingchen felt that it carried a thousand words, and it just stayed in his heart.

Uneasy.

There was also some anxiety and nervousness.

Every second of waiting allowed him to come up with millions of sadistic plots in his mind.

For example, would Yan Feng find him annoying?

Another example is whether Yan Feng is just acting with him.

But his wife smiled so happily when she looked at him. That kind of happiness should come from the bottom of her heart.

It shouldn't be for acting.

But it doesn’t seem impossible for a good actor to achieve this effect?

The wait was less than five seconds in total.

But Qu Xingchen was almost scared to death.

Fortunately, Yan Feng replied quickly. The phone vibrated and the message came back: [It's Xiaoniao: I just finished taking a shower and I haven't slept yet. 】

[It’s Xiaoniao: What’s the matter? 】

My wife actually just took a shower! ?

I can't control the imagination in my mind.

Her soft belly, beautiful little feet, and that little face that makes you smile when you see her. Because she has been in hot water for too long, she must be redder and cuter now.

Qu Xingchen:......

He admitted that he was shameful.

hard.

Even hard enough to hurt.

Not fists.

After taking two deep breaths, Qu Xingchen lowered his hand with one hand.

Controlling the phone with the other hand, he thought for a while and then sent another sentence: [q: I just want to tell you that I think we can have a more intimate title. 】

After sending it, Qu Xingchen felt it was inappropriate and quickly added: [q: I don’t want to take advantage of you, I just think it’s more cordial. Calling someone by name is too alienating, don't you think? 】

He felt that what he added this time should be okay.

Then there were a few anxious seconds of waiting.

But this time Yan Feng didn't give him a direct answer. Instead, within two seconds, the phone call came directly.

Qu Xingchen was startled when he saw the note belonging to Yan Feng.

He hurriedly picked up the phone.

Yan Feng's laughing voice came from the opposite side.

He said: "Qu Xingchen, your name is very nice!"

A song played by thousands of stars.

Even the full name sounds nice!

Yan Feng expressed his thoughts.

Qu Xingchen pursed his lips and said: "But fans will give me nicknames. If you call me by my full name, it seems that you will be more distant than them from me..."

He didn't want that.

Yan Feng readily complied with his wishes: "It's okay to call it a nickname. What do you want me to call you?"

husband!

Call your husband!

Or you can just take a step back and call me dear!

Qu Xingchen shouted in his heart.

But he didn't have the nerve to say it.

As for the nicknames fans have given him, he doesn't want to talk about it.

After all, those are what fans call them.

Yan Feng is not a fan but his wife.

It is a higher level existence.

He doesn’t need the same nickname as his fans.

While he was seriously thinking about how to answer, Yan Peng's low laughter came from the other end of the phone.

The phone is pressed against my ear.

So the laughter seemed to ring close to his ears.

Qu Xingchen immediately trembled all over and stood taller.

"Qu Xingchen, I know what name you want to hear." Yan Feng said.

Qu Xingchen was confused: "You know?"

"Of course I know," Yan Feng paused, and then whispered: "Honey, good night~"