After I fell in love with the double slag Gong, Bai Yueguang came back

On the second day after the rain stopped, the program team arranged for diving courses and bare-handed sea fishing. Everyone was exhausted from playing. Cheng Jianyu was one of the easy-to-shoot types among amateurs. Like Jiang Yan, he didn’t talk much in the camera, but he This kind of talk is not much, Jiang Yan's whole body down to the hair, revealing this kind of impatience, cold and public, it's not that he doesn't talk much, but he just doesn't want to show it to the camera.

And Cheng Jianyu is just the opposite of him. He looks aloof and aloof, but he is not reluctant to complete the task in the camera. He is also very patient in the complicated photography process. He speaks concisely and cares about words like gold. He really doesn't like talking to people.

The recording of the show is coming to an end. When everyone came back from the outside, the director specially arranged a short 10-minute interview with each of them. The location was set in the hotel room. Each group of couples would ask some questions, and then they would be edited together as an interstitial before the commercial.

After Cheng Jianyu took a shower, the editorial team had arrived. He was wiping his hair with one hand while sitting on the sofa, "Drink water?"

The director smiled at him and shook his head, holding a small notebook for writing reminders, and sat on the sofa opposite, "Can we start?"

"it is good."

The director gestured, the camera buzzed, and he asked, "How did you know each other?"

Cheng Jianyu wiped his hair with his hands, "Fate."

"Uh, have you guys ever quarreled? What was the most intense reason for the quarrel?" The director asked a heavyweight question and looked at him expectantly.

Cheng Jianyu shook his head and said concisely, "We won't quarrel."

It takes two people to quarrel, and a personal quarrel can only be called venting.

The director didn't quite believe it, so he took a pen and wrote in the notebook, "What do you like about him?"

"a lot of."

"Favorite?"

Cheng Jianyu smiled helplessly, and said flatly, "I like his face."

"I can't see that you are a face control." The director smiled, Cheng Jianyu tilted his head, his cheeks were thin, his hair was half wet and half dry, and his temperament was clean and pure. It was hard to imagine that such a person would be a face dog.

But... I can understand that Jiang Yan does look like a dog.

Cheng Jianyu didn't answer the question. The editor and director Qi Qi asked some questions about how the two of them got along. Cheng Jianyu replied that what he said was simple and the amount of information was not too much. The editorial team could see that he and Jiang Yan had a good relationship. What to eat and what not to eat, what to like and what to remember clearly, sure enough, just like the rumors, Cheng Jianyu loves Jiang deeply.

When the interview time was over, the director stood up and asked him casually while writing in his notebook, "What kind of person do you think your boyfriend is?"

Cheng Jianyu raised his eyes, stared at him for a few seconds, lowered his eyes again, brushed his hair slowly, and said in a calm voice, "Humble, gentle, and calm."

"what?"

The director was stunned, and even suspected that Cheng Jianyu was not talking ironically. Jiang Yan was not arrogant, but he was by no means humble.

The director's reaction was quick, "It seems that Jiang Yan is a warm man in private, and I hope to see his side that is not known to the public in the future."

Cheng Jianyu's expression remained unchanged, and he folded the towel slowly, deftly, and the white square towel was neatly folded and meticulous.

That night, the program team organized everyone to have a breakup meal, charcoal barbecue, bustling, lively, sitting on the restaurant terrace.

The staff of the program group moved boxes of iced fruit wine, Kong Xuesong held two cans in both hands, and handed the cans to Yan Rong, "I cut off all my nails to play the piano, please help me pull them apart."

"What piano are you playing?" Chengcheng asked curiously.

Kong Xuesong sat beside Cheng Jianyu and said with a smile, "I'm learning classical guitar recently."

Chengcheng bit the meat skewer, without thinking, "I remember that Brother Yan plays the guitar very well. I have seen him play and sing in a concert. It's super cool. You can ask him for advice."

"I don't dare, Brother Yan is so fierce to me." Kong Xue smiled angrily, looking at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan ignored him, leaned loosely on the chair, stretched out his hand, picked up the Sprite on the table, opened the can, and put it in front of Cheng Jianyu, "Sprite or Coke?"

"I drink orange juice, freshly squeezed, hot." Cheng Jianyu was not used to sudden enthusiasm.

Jiang Yan's patience with Cheng Jianyu is increasing day by day. If it were other men sitting here, he would find it troublesome to be pretentious. A big man drinks freshly squeezed orange juice and drinks hot ones, like a little girl, but for Cheng Jianyu, this kind of pretentiousness The pretentious feeling became more reasonable, and he even felt that Cheng Jianyu's request should be more.

He got up and went to the service counter, ordered a glass of orange juice, took a round orange orange from the bar, sat down with his long legs across the chair, and placed the orange in front of Cheng Jianyu, "I'll give you VC."

Cheng Jianyu picked up the orange and put it on the plate, "Thank you."

"Thank you who?" Jiang Yan deliberately teased him.

Cheng Jianyu's eyes stopped on the dining table, and his voice was clear, "Thank you."

Jiang Yan noticed his sudden indifference. According to the previous question, Cheng Jianyu would answer "Thank you dear" with a smile, or "Thank you brother" sweetly.

This diametrically opposed attitude made him feel slightly annoyed.

Under the dining table, he opened his long legs, and the toe of his snow-white sneakers hooked Cheng Jianyu's calf, and pulled it aside intentionally or unintentionally.

Xiao Nan and Cheng Cheng started to kill the werewolf, Xiao Nan danced excitedly, "Listen to me, I'm a prophet, you're sure to vote for number 3!"

"I don't listen to you, you hurt me every time, I vote myself." Cheng Cheng snorted, stood up, and sat on the chair opposite Cheng Jianyu.

Xiao Nan was upset, moved the stool and sat over, "Don't go, this time it must be right."

Yan Rong smiled and sighed, looking slowly at Cheng Jianyu, "Jianyu, do you think it's nice to be young?"

"Yes." Cheng Jianyu nodded, then shook his head, "Teacher Yan is also very young."

Yan Rong didn't expect him to pick up the words, and said with a pleasant face, "You are not very young, you are only in your 20s, and it is the time when you are at your best. How can you say that you look like me."

Cheng Jianyu looked at him, the corners of his mouth were gently bent, and he didn't intend to continue talking. Yan Rong let his smiling heart skip a beat, and said involuntarily: "Some people get more decadent when they get older, and some people get more profound when they get older." , the gifts given to us by the years are up to us to choose, it just depends on how we choose."

"you are right."

Cheng Jianyu nodded in agreement, the second button of the shirt was undone at some point, and the red marks on the clear and clean collarbone were half hidden, fresh and beautiful, ready to come out, Yan Rong coughed, and looked away in a gentlemanly manner.

Yan Rong's reaction couldn't escape Jiang Yan's eyes. He glanced at Cheng Jianyu, raised his hand, and quickly buttoned Cheng Jianyu's button. By the way, his eyes were cold, and he stared at Yan Rong in warning.

Cheng Jianyu didn't respond and couldn't make waves.

Jiang Yan took a sip of Coke, put his arm on the table casually, the Coke can was squeezed out of shape, Cheng Jianyu and him were expressionless and pretended to be indifferent, turned their heads to Yan Rong, flirting with tenderness, flirting, Cheng Jianyu probably wanted to rebel.

Is it possible to repeat the old trick again, trying to see if he will be jealous, endless, really boring.

It's a pity that Cheng Jianyu is now a screenwriter. This kind of acting skills can win a place in the show business circle. He has already proved it in front of the camera. What else does Cheng Jianyu want him to do.

Forget it, don't worry about it, and give Cheng Jianyu some face, after all, he is the person he has slept with for five years.

That night, Ah Sheng packed up his luggage for the return journey. Cheng Jianyu had very few things, just a few pieces of clothes, neatly stuffed them into the suitcase, and handed them to Ah Sheng to take to the plane.

Taking advantage of Jiang Yan's night run, Cheng Jianyu opened his notebook and listed a brand new file with rules and regulations, and wrote down everything in detail, covering all aspects of Jiang Yan's life, work, entertainment, eating, leisure, habits and hobbies, as well as Jiang Yan's most hated things.

Create a new file, about raising the druid Xinde, the brand of canned dog food that the druids often eat, the shampoo they use, what pet hospital they go to, and the vaccination situation, it is clearly written.

He always does things from the beginning to the end. Now that he has decided to put an end to this relationship, he has a sense of ritual, and he has a meal with Jiang Yanqi, so that they can get together and get together, and they are generous.

Goodbye is a stranger.

After finishing all this, he logged on to WeChat, chatted with Chen Kai, and entrusted Chen Kai to help him rent a house, which is closer to the studio, without luxury, simple and clean, and he does not have high requirements for life.

A new life is just around the corner, no matter how much you love the sea, you cannot commit suicide in the sea.

It's time to put an end to the cut.

Jiang Yan came back half an hour earlier than usual. Miraculously, he didn't go to take a shower directly. He walked slowly in front of him, circled him from behind, put his hands on the table casually, and looked down at the top of his head, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing." Cheng Jianyu closed his thin laptop and was about to get up to go to sleep. Jiang Yan pressed his shoulders, pressed him to sit back, touched his face, and said softly, "Your Can you sew the shirt buttons tighter?"

Cheng Jianyu was silent for a few seconds, "Oh" and looked up at him, "I want to go to sleep."

"Can you sleep so early?" Jiang Yan lowered his voice and lowered his body to get close to him. Cheng Jianyu's earlobes were delicate and clean, and the small piece of fresh skin behind the ear was dyed light yellow under the light, and the little golden fluff was soft and fluffy, very cute. He blew hot air on that piece of skin, and the neck that was close at hand tensed instantly. He smiled lowly, "Let's do something."

Consciously or unintentionally, he bit the word "do" ambiguously.

For the first time, Cheng Jianyu ignored the flirting, pushed his arm away, stood up and walked to the bedroom, lying on the bed without saying a word, wrapped himself in the quilt, and only exposed his cheeks to breathe.

Jiang Yan slowly narrowed his eyes, his eyes fixed on the rejecting back on the bed for a few seconds, and suddenly lost interest, it's good, he has grown up, he stopped coaxing, and wanted to see how Cheng Jianyu would close the scene.