The actor is always scolded

The next day, Song Ye came to Jiang Fengran for breakfast again. The sun was very strong that day, and his skin was very hot.The footsteps of summer are approaching quietly, and the weather in early August is always so difficult to mess with.

Jiang Fengran looked at the sky outside and asked, "Are there any arrangements for today?"

Song Ye said, "No."

Jiang Fengran said: "Then how about going for an outing?"

Song Ye said: "Wrapped up like an alien for a walk? Do you want to suffer from heat stroke and go to the hospital?"

Jiang Fengran: "..."

Finally, the two went for a swim.

There were only the two of them in the swimming pool, and Song Ye leaned comfortably against the wall of the pool with his eyelids knocked.His skin is fair, neither fat nor thin, and the flesh on his body looks nice and firm to the touch.A pair of long legs looming beneath the surface of the water.Jiang Fengran looked away unnaturally, and quietly moved away from him.

He didn't expect that Song Ye would agree to come to swim, just like he didn't expect that he could still have the strength to conduct self-guiding activities here as if nothing had happened.

Song Ye took a rest for a while and started to swim in the pool.The body shuttled flexibly in the water, like a free fish, the broad and firm back flashed on the water surface, and the smooth lines made Jiang Fengran's jaw tighten.

He thought, no, if this goes on, he will be driven crazy.

So he swam too.

He caught up with Song Ye in front, and walked alongside him.An unspeakable tacit understanding formed between the two men, Jiang Fengran suddenly mischievously poured a handful of water on Song Ye who had just floated up to breathe, and Song Ye who was still breathing was almost choked.He looked unfriendly at the perpetrator who fled, wiped the water off his face, and decided not to chase him and waited in place.

Jiang Fengran swam to the end there, and saw Song Ye standing in the middle of the pool with his arms folded waiting for him.He grinned, is this cheating?

He was willing to accept this kind of trap, willing to put on the chains given by Song Ye.

In the evening, Jiang Fengran invited Song Ye to his house for dinner. This time, Jiang Fengran's wish was fulfilled yesterday, that he could have dinner with only Song Ye.

Jiang Fengran raised the red wine and said, "I haven't told you all this time, thank you for going to City C, thank you for coming to accompany me."

Song Ye didn't say anything, just touched him with a wine glass, and the glass collided with a crisp sound.

Jiang Fengran put down his chopsticks and said, "I said before, if I have the chance, I must play the piano for you. It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. Let's do it today."

Song Ye saw him standing up and walking to the piano in the living room.He was dressed very casually, a simple short sleeve and a very simple pair of jeans underneath.

It is very similar to Song Ye's unchanged equipment for a hundred years.

Jiang Fengran tried his voice, sat there looking straight into Song Ye's eyes and smiled slightly.

Harmonious notes jump in the air, the rhythm is fast and slow.From Song Ye's point of view, he couldn't see how he played, but he could imagine that the hands that were naturally suitable for this month's instrument must have a fatal aesthetic feeling when sliding on the keys. He meets and draws him into his eyes.

It felt as if there were only the two of them left in this world.

When the song finished playing, Song Ye was still in a daze.

Jiang Fengran said, "Does it sound good?"

Song Ye said: "Listening to the live version is not easy to make people fall asleep."

Jiang Fengran chuckled lightly, and said, "I'll play it for you later, and check to see if I really fell asleep."

The two of them were very happy that night, and Jiang Fengran could feel that Song Ye was getting close to him. Although the two of them didn't talk that much, it didn't make them feel any embarrassment.

Song Ye was a little drunk when he left, but he couldn't tell from his face.

The summer wind was very warm, so Jiang Fengran sent him home.

Song Ye said: "What can I get for such a short journey?"

Jiang Fengran said: "I like it."

Song Ye waved at him and said, "Go back quickly. Oh yes, I'm going to London tomorrow to participate in a film project."

Jiang Fengran was silent for a while, and asked, "How long will it take?"

Song Ye said, "Soon, three or four months."

Jiang Fengran said, "It's been a long time."

Song Ye said: "I won't go to your place for breakfast tomorrow."

Jiang Fengran asked, "When are you leaving?"

Song Ye said, "Let's see when Tao Qingxu comes to pick me up."

Jiang Fengran's expression suddenly became unpleasant, and he said, "Are you with Tao Qingxu?"

Song Ye said: "Well, for a Chinese-English film project, I can work with him more smoothly."

Jiang Fengran: "As you said, work is work, and you can't mix your personal feelings into it."

Song Ye: "... He and I are just ordinary friends, and you think too much."

Jiang Fengran snorted softly, and said, "Beware of potential rivals in love is a compulsory rule for the principal."

Song Ye: "..."

The next day Song Ye was still sleepy when he heard the doorbell. He thought it was Tao Qingxu who had come, but he took out his mobile phone and saw that it was only a little after six o'clock, so he went downstairs to open the door in a bad mood.

Jiang Fengran said: "I thought about it, since we will be apart for four months, we still have to eat this breakfast together."

Song Ye said: "So that's why you disturb people's dreams?"

Jiang Fengran pulled his wrist and walked out. Fortunately, Song Ye didn't have the habit of sleeping naked.

Just like that, Song Ye, who was wearing a ball of bird's nest head and crumpled pajamas, was forced to be pressed on the chair by Jiang Fengran, and he settled the breakfast with Jiang Fengran.

Song Ye was really afraid of his childlike temper, even though the breakfast was delicious.

Jiang Fengran said: "It's still early, you can rest here for a while."

Song Ye's word 'no' was already on the tip of his tongue, but he was held back by Jiang Fengran's eyes looking at him.

He was actually not very sleepy anymore, but Jiang Fengran insisted that he could only obey.He comforted himself in his heart, forget it, let's treat it as smoothing Jiang Fengran's hair.

Song Ye originally thought that he would be fine just sitting on the sofa for a while, but Jiang Fengran dragged him upstairs to his room.

The quilt was very tidy, as if it had never been slept on.

Jiang Fengran made the bed, and there was only one quilt on the bed, and the indoor air conditioner was turned on to 22 degrees.

Song Ye was half-forced and half-coaxed by him to lie on the bed. Jiang Fengran rubbed his face and slept next to him, his voice was buried under the quilt, and he said, "Sleep with me for a while, I didn't sleep last night on."

Song Yeping lay still, and there was no light in the room except for the small light of the air conditioner. He said, "Don't you have light to sleep?"

Jiang Fengran turned sideways, put his hands through his waist naturally, put his arms around him, and said, "It's okay, I can fall asleep."

Song Ye was stiffened by the arm that was put on him. They seemed to have slept together on the same pillow many times, but Jiang Fengran had never made such a bold move like now.He stared straight at the ceiling, which he couldn't see clearly, and hypnotized himself in his heart: Forget it, since he's in a bad mood, just let him go.

In fact, what Song Ye didn't know was that Jiang Fengran was also extremely nervous at this moment. The arm around his waist seemed to be eaten by thousands of ants, and he was numb and didn't dare to move.

But Song Ye didn't make any movement, he was relieved and closed his eyes with satisfaction.

Sure enough, only by taking the initiative to attack, Song Ye's city can fall.Otherwise, if the enemy does not move and I do not move, there will be a stalemate, and even if you lose your armor and remove your armor, you will not be able to produce results.

I don't know how long the two of them slept together, and it wasn't until Song Ye's cell phone on the bedside table rang that he became conscious.

Song Ye got up to get it, Jiang Fengran played with his temper, hugged his waist even tighter, and put his head on the back of his neck.

It was Tao Qingxu calling.

Tao Qingxu said: "Where have you been? No one answered your doorbell for a long time."

Song Ye didn't know what time it was, so he said, "I'll be there right away."

Jiang Fengran snorted, and bit the skin on the back of his neck gently with his sharp teeth.

Song Ye snorted sensitively, hung up the phone hastily, pushed Jiang Fengran's head away, and glared at him.

Jiang Fengran said: "You are leaving, let me express my resentment in the days when I will not see you in the future."

Song Ye had no choice but to get out of bed, put on his shoes, and said, "I'm leaving, why don't you go to sleep again, and I'll turn on the light for you?"

Jiang Fengran stared at him with pitiful eyes like that of an abandoned puppy.It took him a long time to say, "Okay, remember to think of me."

Song Ye turned on the bedside lamp and said, "Let's go."

I didn't even say if I would remember him or not.

Tao Qingxu played with the car keys in his hand boredly, looked at Song Ye who was still wearing pajamas in shock, and said, "Why are you getting up now? You didn't sleep at home?"

Song Ye felt that it would be better not to explain, so he nodded perfunctorily and said, "I'll go wash up first."

Tao Qingxu said: "Fortunately, I came earlier, otherwise, looking at you like this, if you don't miss your flight, you will be a ghost."

He asked, "Where did you come from?"

Song Ye felt that he was talking too much now. If he told him that he just got off Jiang Fengran's bed, he might think of a Milky Way in his mind.Although the two of them just slept under the quilt purely.

Although Jiang Fengran's arm was a little dishonest.

Tao Qingxu squinted at the glaring red spot on the back of his neck, his face darkened, but Song Ye didn't notice it at all.

It wasn't until Song Ye cleaned up that Tao Qingxu, who was sitting silently on the sofa, felt that something was wrong.

He asked, "What's the matter with you? Pull your face."

Tao Qingxu glanced at his face with deep eyes, let out a foul breath, and said, "It's nothing, let's go, it's getting late."

The plane was about to take off, he thought about it, and sent Jiang Fengran a wechat message: I'm leaving.

He turned off his mobile phone and looked at the ever-shrinking ground. This bustling city shrank into a small object like a model.There are still cars coming and going on the main road, and people come and go.Nothing has changed, but Song Ye feels as if he is concerned about this land.

Jiang Feng then came to sleep for more than an hour. After waking up, he checked WeChat and saw Song Ye's message as expected.

He stared at those three words for a few minutes, and without a reply he quit.

Play hard to get.