I became popular after divorcing Mr. Ba [Entertainment]

After the beginning of autumn, there is an autumn rain and a cold.

The hour hand pointed to ten o'clock in the evening. Yuan Fei propped his chin and watched the dishes on the table change from steaming hot to cold.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed sea bass, prawns in tomato sauce, West Lake beef soup, garlic vermicelli scallops, tea tree mushroom stewed chicken soup, served with a few plates of crisp and tender seasonal vegetables, at least it looks very appetizing.

Pity.He sighed softly.

Slender and slender fingers tapped on the desktop, and slowly scratched open the pitch-black screen of the phone, and the WeChat chat interface that had not been closed appeared in front of him.

Six thirty—

Yuan Fei: [I will cook a lot of delicious food today, when are you going home?Miss you~] with a picture of preparing ingredients.

This news was like a stone sinking into the sea, and no reply has been received until now.

The pink and tender fingertips slide slightly from top to bottom.

【The weather is fine today, I miss you~】

[Are you done with your work, when are you going home? 】

[When I was waiting for the traffic lights, I saw a very cute little boy, just like you when you were a child~]

[I have an appointment with friends today, don’t wait for me to eat tonight, I will miss you~]

……

He talked to himself from the beginning to the end, and there was no response except for the extremely rare word "um".

"Stupid." Yuan Fei couldn't bear to watch it any longer. Just as he cursed in a low voice, there was a sudden buzzing sound from the desktop.

His heart suddenly thumped disobediently, and when he looked closely again, a self-deprecating arc was drawn at the corner of his lips.

"Dear Xiao Feifei, what are you doing?" A pleasant and smiling voice came from the other end of the phone.

Yuan Fei got up, moved his stiff limbs, and walked towards the sofa while replying: "What can I do? It's moldy at home."

Luo Wenxuan was silent for two seconds, "...you can't...you, are waiting for Fu Jingcheng to come home for dinner again?"

"Hmph." Yuan Fei sneered and fell into the sofa, "What's the matter, Mr. Luo, is he looking down on me as the husband of the family?"

"Don't, don't! Then how can it be? Young Master Yuan, even if you lend me a hundred courage, I wouldn't dare!" Luo Wenxuan was shocked, and after denying it repeatedly, he quickly changed the subject: "Ji Erming's birthday party, people Not many, just a few of us having a good time, why don't you come?"

Yuan Fei raised his head slightly when he heard the words, his cold and tired eyes fell on the luxurious crystal lamp above his head, and he refused after a long while: "No, just bring me the gift. You know, Fu Jingcheng doesn't like me Show your face."

Luo Wenxuan: "..."

Two years ago, Fu Jingcheng faded out of the entertainment circle because of his flirtatious "If you want to marry me, don't show your face outside".

Although it wasn't a popular traffic in the first place, it didn't even cause a splash when it disappeared.

"I won't tell you anymore, hang up." Thinking of this, Yuan Fei was a little annoyed, and mercilessly hung up the phone regardless of the series of "wait, wait..." on the other end of the phone.

Most of his body was lying on the sofa, he stretched out his arms and struggled to reach the remote control, then turned on the TV, and switched channels aimlessly.

One minute later, he was attracted by the male protagonist of a fairy tale drama who was crazily vomiting blood on the TV screen.

Ever since he faded out of the entertainment industry, he has consciously avoided news related to the entertainment industry. He has no idea when the person who played soy sauce in a drama with him three years ago started to play a leading role and play a serious role. 's hero.

He aroused a little bit of interest, and concentrated on watching the clichéd Xianxia drama.But after only watching for a while, his expression gradually became a little dazed.

If... If he hadn't faded out of the entertainment circle two years ago, what would he be like now?

***

Fu Jingcheng opened the door of the villa.

He didn't turn on the light, and he didn't deliberately make any noise, but the person nestled on the sofa woke up easily.

When people just wake up, they are often the most defenseless and the easiest to expose their nature.The moment Yuan Fei opened his eyes, an impatient expression appeared on his pretty face.

But in the next second, he spotted the familiar tall figure with sharp eyes, and instantly withdrew all his impatience.

"Well...you're back." He rubbed his eyes with his knuckles, his voice was hoarse and soft when he just woke up, it sounded like he was coquettish, or he was muttering and complaining, "Why? so late?"

Fu Jingcheng took off his overcoat, hung it on the hanger casually, and responded in a low voice: "En."

He has always cherished words like gold, and his voice is full of cold metallic texture, but it is also deep and beautiful, and even a single syllable can make people's spine go soft.

Yuan Feiwo stretched out halfway on the sofa, a round dimple appeared on her pink-sleeping cheek, "The food is cold, let me warm it up."

Fu Jingcheng didn't say anything, neither good nor bad, just walked towards him step by step with steady steps.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Fei subconsciously wanted to lift his upper body, and the next second, his whole body was pushed back into the sofa.

He smelled a mellow aroma of wine, mixed with the coldness of the autumn night rain, coming over his face.

"Have you been drinking?" Yuan Fei was only taken aback for a moment, but soon came back to his senses, obediently letting him hold him firmly.

The man's body was very cold, but the palms of his hands were exceptionally hot. He shrank involuntarily from the heat through a layer of sweater, and hid deeper in the sofa.

Fu Jingcheng still didn't speak, but the purpose of the hand that stretched in was very clear.

"That... I haven't..." Yuan Fei wanted to say that I have waited for you until now, and I haven't had a bite of food yet, but the man's next action made him choose to keep his mouth shut.

The night is as cool as water.The heating in the living room downstairs has always been low. The beige pullover was roughly peeled off, and the delicate skin was exposed to the cold air, as well as the cold clothes on the other party's body, which made him shiver.

But the man was still neatly dressed in a white shirt and black trousers.

After two years of marriage, Fu Jingcheng didn't touch him much, it was like a routine, or a necessary relief for a man.

But each time, no one ever sank.

He didn't know if Fu Jingcheng's skills were like this, or if he didn't bother to play tricks on him, every time they were together, he would tremble with pain and tear up.

Of course, you still have to soften your throat and pretend to be comfortable and addicted.

"Jing Cheng..." He was pushed into the sofa from the back to the front, kneeling obediently, with a pitiful cry, almost begging: "I want... see looking at you..."

But all they got in return was ruthless suppression.

Fu Jingcheng pressed the back of his neck silently, his movements became more and more rough.

At the end of the long and silent scene, the man let out a low and heavy sigh.This was also the only sound he made from beginning to end.

The pressure on his body suddenly disappeared, Yuan Fei breathed a sigh of relief, buried his face in the soft sofa, and remained motionless.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and Fu Jingcheng probably went upstairs to take a shower, so he turned over carefully and changed to a more comfortable position.

He stared distractedly at the fluttering ginkgo leaves outside the window, and after some time, the screen of the mobile phone on the coffee table lit up.

It was just thrown here by Fu Jingcheng.

He didn't make sense.Fu Jingcheng has always disliked him touching his own things, let alone a completely personal item like a mobile phone.

But the other party seemed like he wouldn't stop until he made the call, and the buzzing and vibrating sound was endless.

Yuan Fei closed his eyes patiently, took a few deep breaths back and forth, and finally suppressed the irritability in his heart, put the sweater back on his body, stood up with his waist, picked up his mobile phone and moved upstairs.

The carefully prepared delicacies on the table were completely forgotten.

In the middle of the night, it's best to have something important.Yuan Fei cursed secretly in his heart.

As he went upstairs, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped just in time.

The man who came out was only wearing a loose bathrobe, which was tied carelessly, revealing most of his strong and strong chest.

The bangs, which are always meticulously combed on weekdays, are slightly wet, scattered a little messily on the smooth and full forehead, and the carefully carved facial features are more handsome and profound, and the cold and sharp temperament also adds a bit of chic and unrestrained.

Really handsome.Yuan Fei was silently infatuated in his heart for two seconds. Didn't such a handsome man become his in the end?

However, his nympho was soon and mercilessly interrupted.Fu Jingcheng found that he was holding his mobile phone in his hand, and his tone was stern and cold: "Give me the mobile phone."

Yuan Fei blinked, put the phone in front of him, and tried to explain: "Ah, because the phone has been vibrating just now, I was afraid of delaying something, so..."

Before he finished speaking, he staggered, and the phone was snatched by the man.

The two stood very close, and Yuan Fei could vaguely hear the voice of a young boy on the opposite side, delicate and full of life, but he couldn't quite hear the specific content.

Yuan Fei lowered his eyelashes, and the corners of his lips curled up in an arc of inexplicable meaning.

I naively thought it would be something about work.

Soon, the phone was hung up, and Fu Jingcheng glanced at him with cold eyes, "Go take a shower."

Yuan Fei didn't raise his eyes, but only showed a cute and sweet smile, "Okay."

Fu Jingcheng never cared whether he took a shower or not, if he cared, it must be because he didn't enjoy himself just now.

He intentionally dawdled and came out of the shower. The man hadn't fallen asleep yet, and was leaning against the bedside to answer emails.

Different from the TV series, the life of the domineering president is actually not so leisurely, and he may also deal with work matters when he returns home in the middle of the night.

Yuan Fei stepped on the fluffy carpet with bare feet, brewed for a while, and said softly: "I've finished washing."

Fu Jingcheng raised his eyelids when he heard the voice.

He had just taken a shower, and his usually fair and almost transparent complexion had a delicious pink, and the blush extended to the neckline of the home clothes.

A young man in his twenties, with black hair and snow-skinned skin, slender limbs, thin and flexible body, he can be put into various poses.

His Adam's apple slid up and down unconsciously, and his eyes became darker, "Come here."

Yuan Fei felt that a certain part was still aching, and when he thought of what he was about to face next, he subconsciously took a step back.

"Come here." Fu Jingcheng repeated.

The young man was like a frightened little rabbit, trembling from his fright, then pursing his lips and smiling at him cutely and flatteringly, the little dimples on his cheeks were cloyingly sweet.

The fire in his heart burned even more fiercely, and he was pressed into the soft and fluffy quilt. He stared blankly at the pointed chin that was exposed, but he saw the young man suddenly turned his face away, with a pair of radiant eyes. His peach blossom eyes stared straight at him, and his eyes were so bright that his heart trembled violently.

As if it was unbearable, Fu Jingcheng reached out and covered his eyes.