I was bullied in the abuse text [Entertainment]

Feng Ning finally stopped eating noodles, and raised his head to look at Xue Lan, blinking his black and white eyes.

Xue Lan thought that this expression meant that he didn't believe it, and immediately stood up from the sofa, said "you wait", and turned around to leave Feng Ning's room.

"... wait"?Feng Ning is a little sensitive to this word.

In his limited cognition before he passed through the book, the three words "you wait" will most likely appear in Northeast country-themed TV dramas with a strong sense of the times, and when the words are spoken, they usually indicate a fight Something bad is about to happen.

Feng Ning shivered in fright, and was very annoyed by his dissed Bai Min's behavior and remarks just now--I'm afraid it didn't annoy people?But how can I beat Xue Lan!

Feng Ning ran to the door in three steps at a time, took a peek outside, clutched the room card, and seriously considered whether to lock the door, and at the same time put up the chain.

It's a pity that before the thoughts were put into action, Xue Lan had already come out of the next room, going back and forth, striding forward, holding a few photos in his hand.

He stretched out his hand and pushed open the door without warning, the door panel hit Feng Ning's smooth forehead.

Feng Ning clutched his head and tried to dodge to the side. Xue Lan was startled, but he didn't hold onto the handle. He staggered forward with one leg unsteady, and fell straight into Feng Ning's arms , His jaw was stuck right in the socket of his shoulder.

Xue Lan is half a head taller than Feng Ning. He has been exercising for years and has strong muscles.Feng Ning couldn't support the weight of his whole body at all, and he was on the verge of falling. While rubbing back, trying to push the person out, he put both hands on Xue Lan's waist without touching him.

In an instant, Xue Lan froze all over.

In the next second, the two of them fell stiffly on the sofa closest to the door.

Feng Ning felt that Xue Lan's body froze suddenly like an electric shock.

Due to his height, the tip of Feng Ning's nose was buried in Xue Lan's neck, and he could smell the perfume on his body, as well as the male hormones hidden under the perfume.The violent heartbeat exploded in his ears, and the blood rushing through the main artery was pulsating against Feng Ning's forehead as if extremely excited.

Humid hot and rapid breathing frantically and tremblingly sprayed past Feng Ning's ears, Xue Lan's broken hair made him itchy and disturbed, making him curl up involuntarily, trying to push back, and Xue Lan, however, seemed to be sealed, maintaining the movement of hugging him, motionless, only violent heartbeat and breathing.

Feng Ning exhausted all his strength but failed to pull himself out from under Xue Lan's body.

"...Have you hugged enough?" After 2 minutes, Feng Ning finally asked timidly, "Can... get up first? My legs are numb."

Xue Lan slowly got up from the sofa after realizing it, leaning on the wall with one hand, breathing heavily.

The eyes of the two collided, and there was a strange tranquility in the air.

Feng Ning's throat rolled up and down, trying to say something to relieve the awkward atmosphere.But before he could speak, Xue Lan suddenly pre-empted.

He leaned over and held his ankle, deliberately "hissed", and then feigned anger: "What are you doing? Why are you hiding behind the door?"

Feng Ning rubbed his forehead, looked up half of his eyelids, secretly observed Xue Lan's expression, and said decisively: "Waiting for you! Didn't you ask me to wait for you?"

"Can't wait elsewhere?"

"To express my impatience."

"...!"

Xue Lan's eyebrows twitched, and the corners of her lips raised up unnaturally and then quickly lowered down.He stopped talking, stared at Feng Ning with deep eyes for a while, then leaned against the wall and slowly walked to the sofa in the room, sat down, and took out the photo he was holding just now - it had been grabbed There were a few obvious marks.

Xue Lan spread them out one by one, put them on the small table, took the pen in the drawer casually, and began to sign with a "swipe".

"I never carry my own photos, posters, brochures and other things with me." Xue Lan's breathing has become much more stable at the moment. The makeup photos that are going to be used for the official announcement were delivered to me just this morning, so I can choose them, so it will be cheaper for you."

Feng Ning nodded obediently, and thanked her again and again, but in her heart she had already started to figure out how much money to put on each card on the second-hand website.

Xue Lan signed a total of more than a dozen photos, and Feng Ning stood up and took them with both hands, like a real little fan, with a just right smile on his face, with a solemn and cherished expression, as if he was passing on the tinder of the Jinggangshan revolution.

Xue Lan curled her lips, very satisfied with this performance.

It was already dark outside the window, and Xue Lan had no reason to stay, so she got up to leave, and Feng Ning took him to the door of the room in a considerate manner.On the way, he even tried to support Xue Lan who was struggling forward with one leg, but just as his fingers touched the latter's arm, he gave him a subtle look, and then firmly but gently pushed him away.

Feng Ning was a little puzzled, but he didn't think too much about it. After happily inviting the Buddha away, he immediately nestled back on the bed and began to sweep second-hand websites.

As a shrewd businessman, Feng Ning planned to study the market conditions of other autographed photos, and choose the best selling price.But what was strange was that he searched all the trading platforms, but there was not a signed photo of Xue Lan to buy, not only photos, but also magazines, endorsements, and movie posters.

Feng Ning scratched his head—is this very unscientific?Could it be that in the book I transmigrated into, the way of chasing stars is completely different from the real world?

In fact, what Feng Ning didn't know was that Xue Lan never signed anyone's autograph, which was almost the default rule in the entire entertainment industry.Because he is not only an actor, but also an independent director of the family business, the name "Xue Lan" has absolutely extraordinary legal effect when it is put on paper. Only by not signing can the risk be avoided to the greatest extent.

Without comparison, there is no way to set a price, so Feng Ning had no choice but to temporarily give up the profitless business of buying and selling idol peripherals in frustration.

At the same time, Xue Lan, who had already returned to the room and lay on the bed, was studying the structure of the ceiling with his arms under his head, his eyes open, and his face solemn.

He couldn't sleep, and all kinds of miscellaneous thoughts kept spinning in his mind.

Xue Lan had been in contact with Feng Ning a few times before, and most of them appeared as his fans. His impression of him was good but simple. He was good-looking, well-behaved and obedient, but his personality was a bit submissive.

But this contact, I always feel that something is different. Although the man still looks well-behaved, there is always a hint of cunning in his beautiful big eyes. He is more lovely, more distressed, and more likable.

Xue Lan turned over, took out the tablet, entered the word Feng Ning in the search bar by accident, and a handsome face came into view.

Xue Lan frowned slightly, and then looked down. This resume is really as plain as plain water, the kind that will be drowned in an instant when thrown in the crowd of actors.

Born in a small [-]th-tier city, graduated from the Pheasant Film Academy, was photographed by his own company since freshman year, started as a trainee, and then gradually joined the filming group.

Participated in no less than ten well-known film and television dramas.

Work hard every day, and penetrate the center of the earth every year.

Xue Lan raised her hand and rubbed the center of her brows——this little quail's acting career... Alas, the future will be long.

Feng Ning originally thought that he would toss and turn on the first night in this world and would not be able to fall asleep, so he dug out the drool books in the box and put them on the bed, intending to use them to pass the time.It would be even better if I could spy on the inner world of the original owner by the way, so as not to be too OOC in front of relatives and friends in the future.

As a result, only a few minutes later, the book was turned upside down on the carpet, Feng Ning was already unconscious, and even dreamed, "As expected of a five-star hotel, the quilt is so soft and comfortable" .

It wasn't until the next morning, when the alarm clock rang a dozen times, that he reluctantly opened his eyes.

He picked up his phone and saw 9:00 on the screen, long past the biological clock when he should wake up.Feng Ning stretched, rubbed his eyes, yawned, and crawled out of bed in a daze, ready to wash up.

Pulling on the slippers, he walked slowly towards the toilet, suddenly staggered, the slippers were caught by something, Feng Ning subconsciously squatted down, picked up the thing, held it in his hand, and glanced at it.

Then, he woke up instantly: it was actually a wallet?An unknown brand, but a very expensive leather wallet.

Is this a gift from the original owner?I couldn't find it when I was rummaging through the suitcase yesterday - it's so precious!

Joy and excitement rushed into Feng Ning's brain unexpectedly, however, this mood only lasted for less than a minute, and disappeared without a trace the moment he opened the wallet.

The ID card with Xue Lan's photo printed on it was impressively placed in the outermost layer of the wallet.

Feng Ning maintained the posture of holding the wallet in both hands, paused for 2 minutes, then threw the thing on the table without a trace of nostalgia, and couldn't hide the disappointment in his heart: No wonder I couldn't find it, it turned out to be someone else the East.

... You shouldn't have any illusions about that idiot author!

Half an hour later, the good boy who picked up money knocked on the door of the next door.

Xue Lan had just finished taking a shower, before she had time to dry her hair, shiny drops of water hung on her forehead, she was only wrapped in a nightgown before she opened the door.There was no expression on his face, and even deep in his pupils there was an indifference to the surroundings that he was accustomed to.

Seeing Feng Ning standing at the door, he was slightly taken aback: "It's you?"

Xue Lan raised her hand and stroked her hair, as if she felt that her attire was a bit disrespectful: "Thank you, sorry, I thought it was the waiter who delivered the food at the hotel."

Feng Ning forgot to speak for a while, Xue Lan standing in front of him at the moment, without any superfluous decorations on his body, like a perfect sculpture, noble and glamorous, tall and handsome, every pore exudes the male hormones that are compelling Breath... Feng Ning seems to have a little bit of understanding of the original owner's thoughts as a hardcore fanboy.

The sound of iron wheels rolling on the carpet in the corridor came from far to near, and the hotel attendant pushed the dining car to the door with a smile.

The delicious food on the jade plate under the glass cover on the dining car made people salivate just looking at it. Feng Ning immediately moved his gaze away from Xue Lan, stared at the dining car, and gulped.

Xue Lan raised her eyebrows: "Didn't you have breakfast?"

"Hmm..." Feng Ning nodded.

Xue Lan paused for half a second, as if hesitating, and then he heard himself say: "Come in first, I just haven't eaten yet."

Feng Ning rubbed the tip of his nose in embarrassment, lowered his head and whispered, "No, no, I'm not very hungry..."

Xue Lan asked the waiter to push the dining car into the room with a blank expression, and took out the menu and handed it to Feng Ning: "Look what else you want to order?"

Feng Ning's eyes were already glued to the menu, but he mumbled in his mouth: "Actually, I really don't need it... This dish is too expensive..."

Xue Lan looked at Feng Ning, with a slender neck, straight shoulders, and a figure so perfect that nothing could be faulted... The only shortcoming was that he was too thin, with only a few taels of flesh, and even the raised butterfly bone on his back. are faintly visible.

Xue Lan blurted out without thinking: "Breakfast is included in the room rate."

The waiter was about to correct him when he heard the words, but Xue Lan stared back at him, but fortunately Feng Ning didn't notice.

Feng Ning rubbed his nose and said in a low voice: "...that dumpling looks pretty good, what kind of stuffing is it?"

Xue Lan took the menu and glanced at it, then turned to the waiter who was putting dishes on the table and said, "One each of crystal shrimp dumpling, crab meat siu mai, and puff pastry custard bun, and add sashimi congee. "

Feng Ning gulped again.

The room was extremely quiet, Feng Ning sat on the single sofa in the suite, face to face with Xue Lan.

He had just finished a bowl of fish porridge, and then unconsciously brought the steaming black-bone chicken and wolfberry soup in front of him. He picked up the half-eaten seafood buns and put them in his mouth.

Xue Lan was wearing a nightgown, and the black coffee in front of her was already too warm, and she said: "Eat slowly, don't choke, no one will grab you." But she had already picked up the whole Turkish coffee in her hand. The boiled eggs were conveniently placed on the small disk in front of Feng Ning's eyes.

"By the way, do you have anything to do with me this morning?"

Feng Ning chewed the egg, and said vaguely: "Oh, you dropped something in my room last night. I'm afraid you can't find it when you need it today, so I sent it quickly."

While speaking, he took out the wallet he picked up this morning from his trouser pocket.

Knock knock knock!

The door was symbolically knocked twice, and then accompanied by the sound of card swiping, Yang Nan, the manager who came to visit the patient, pushed the door and entered.

It happened to be this scene: Xue Lan in a nightgown was peeling eggs with her own hands, Feng Ning was holding Xue Lan's wallet in his hand, and seemed to be talking about what happened last night...

Feng Ning still had a bun in his mouth, and put on a loose and inappropriate home T-shirt casually on his upper body. He put his left leg on his right leg, and he was still pulling on the hotel's disposable slippers with his toes. As he chewed, he One shake.