Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

Suddenly there was another person on the bus, and Tong Xiyuan was so scared that he subconsciously hid the scraps of paper in his hand. But it was only a moment, and Tong Xiyuan became justified. It was Fan He who was flirting with others, not him, so why should he feel guilty? Even if he had no memory, Fan He should be punished.

Thinking of this, Tong Xiyuan folded his arms, raised his chin, and glared at Fan He, but when his sight fell on the tall figure, Tong Xiyuan couldn't help but stare in amazement.

At this time, Fan He had finished putting on his makeup. He was wearing an elegant and luxurious black robe. His shoulder-length black hair had been extended a lot longer and was gathered on top of his head with a jade hair crown. He didn't wear the crown. His long eyebrows were deep in his temples and his eyes were sparkling.

Tong Xiyuan looked at it in a daze, feeling helpless.

Even 999 couldn't help but say: "Your husband's face is so beautiful that I never get tired of looking at it."

No wonder Yuanbao becomes soft-hearted every time he is coaxed.

The nanny car was not high enough. Fan He was standing on the steps at the door and noticed Tong Xiyuan's expression. A smile flashed in his eyes, and then he walked over with a slightly bent waist.

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers in front of Tong Xiyuan's eyes, and laughed softly, "Are you stupid?"

The assistant looks just like Dai E. In the words of his fans, he is delicate and weak...

cough!

Fan He stopped his rambling thoughts. He didn't have that kind of thoughts about the little assistant. He was really led astray by the fans' daily comments.

Tong Xiyuan suddenly came back to his senses, and was shocked to find that he and Fan He were too close. His ears turned red, and he cleared his throat and said, "Not stupid."

Fan He glanced at his ears, moved away and sat down on the back seat, picked up a piece of paper stuck on the back of the chair and asked, "Assistant Tong, is your job to create garbage for my car?"

"I'll clean it up." Tong Xiyuan took the piece of paper from his fingertips and put it in his pocket, then wanted to lower his head to pick up the rest of the paper scraps on the ground.

He half squatted down, and Fan He leaned his body in the chair, tilted his head and asked Tong Xiyuan: "Who did you want to beat just now?"

Tong Xiyuan squatted on the ground and raised his head suddenly. Unexpectedly, the tip of his nose brushed against Fan He's nose, and their lips almost touched.

Fan He frowned slightly, stepped back, and continued to ask him, "Are you going to beat up the boss?"

In the reflection of the mirror in the lounge, he did not miss the resentful look of his assistant.

Tong Xiyuan noticed his frown and also noticed that he was pulling away. In an instant, emotion overwhelmed reason. He stood up suddenly and said to Fan He angrily: "Yes, I want to beat you up."

He stared at Fan He and whispered, "Scumbag."

Fan He touched his ear bone, seriously suspecting that he had heard wrongly. He looked at Tong Xiyuan's wide eyes and asked patiently, "Why?"

He was really confused and never figured out what Tong Xiyuan was angry about.

But it's strange, Fan He twisted his fingers and thought deeply, if Xiao Yang or other people in the studio were angry with him, he would be so annoyed that he would fire that person directly, but when it came to Tong Xiyuan, he didn't seem to be angry.

He even followed out with interest and a little intention of coaxing people out, and tried to put up with Tong Xiyuan's cold face.

Of course, the little assistant is not that cold when he is angry, and he even looks a little cute.

"Why?" Tong Xiyuan threw away the scraps of paper he had finally picked up, angrily found his phone to open the videos, put them in front of Fan He and said, "You're still asking why? You filmed that kind of scene with so many girls."

Fan He only glanced at it, suppressed his smile and asked, "Do you know how to borrow the position?"

Tong Xiyuan was stunned for a moment, and took back his phone to search for the new term he had learned. Fan He quickly pressed him down and asked again, "Do you know a substitute?"

Tong Xiyuan knew something. He nodded and then shook his head. "What kind of substitute are you talking about?"

He only knew in history books that he worked hard for his master and pretended to be his master's death substitute when necessary.

Fan He let go of him and laughed helplessly, "As an assistant, you should know that the boss has mysophobia, right?"

"I know," Tong Xiyuan answered quickly. After answering, he realized what Fan He meant. He bit his lip and said, "So, you didn't film with them like that?"

Seeing that he was no longer angry, Fan He suddenly felt like teasing him, so he asked, "What is that?"

When thinking of the intimate scenes in the video, the thin-skinned Tong Xiyuan couldn't help blushing. He said uncomfortably: "That's it."

"I don't know," Fan He looked at him calmly, "I haven't filmed it, so I don't understand."

This is of course false. Even if a body double is used during intimate scenes, the actor himself needs to watch from the side, because some shots will have to be re-shooted after the filming.

Tong Xiyuan believed it and stood there, not knowing whether to tell Fan He what it was. But logically speaking, there is no man who doesn't understand it.

He wondered, isn't every world fun to play? Could it be that he wanted to do something different this time?

Seeing that his face was red and he didn't want to say more, Fan He collected his thoughts and returned to the topic, "You mistakenly thought that I was filming an intimate scene with someone else, so you were angry?"

"Ah," Tong Xiyuan opened his mouth and asked him, "Is it not possible?"

"Okay," Fan He inexplicably thought of the unexpected encounter in the club last time. The questioning expression was exactly the same. He asked, "Why?"

Tong Xiyuan paused for a moment when he asked, then said frankly: "I like you."

Isn't it normal to feel jealous when you like someone?

Although he was still worried that Fan He's fans might not be able to accept the fact that their idol was in a relationship and was gay, Tong Xiyuan did not intend to hide his feelings. If you like someone, you should express it openly.

Fan He curled up his fingers casually placed on the side, unable to explain why his heart missed a beat at that moment. Before he could figure it out, someone knocked on the car door from outside.

Xiao Yang carefully pressed against the car door, and when he heard no strange noises from inside, he shouted, "Brother Fan, the director is calling you."

Fan He responded, stood up and straightened his costume. When he passed by Tong Xiyuan in the spacious nanny car, he asked with a frown, "Are you my fan?"

Tong Xiyuan looked at him with such innocent eyes that Fan He really couldn't associate it with that kind of love.

"Yeah," Tong Xiyuan gave the same answer as he gave to He Yingnan before, but he quickly bit his tongue again, thinking that this answer could not express his feelings, so he looked up at Fan He eagerly and said, "Not entirely."

Xiao Yang outside the car knocked on the door again to urge him.

Fan He lowered his head, with all kinds of complicated thoughts flashing in his eyes. After a long time, he raised his fingers to remove a piece of paper that accidentally fell on Tong Xiyuan's hair, and said in a cold voice: "The studio does not recruit fans."