Zaaryo's ex-husband dressed as a male protagonist

Rong An looked at Yan Xiu who squinted his eyes in comfort, raised his hand and pinched his face, and smiled again at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Are you done with your work? I'm here to pick up my darling and go home."

Yan Xiu pushed Rong An's hand away, raised his hand and rubbed the place that Rong An just squeezed, and exerted force on his feet, the chair he was sitting on slipped and changed the place.

Yan Xiu spoke rather domineeringly like a president, saying: "He is mine, no one can take him away from me today!"

Yan Xiuben had a cold demeanor, and he was really good at bluffing people without facial expressions. Rong An was taken aback and didn't laugh out of face.

Rong An straightened his expression, with a painful expression on his cooperative face, he said in a deep voice, "You were not like this before. Back then we said we would be good brothers for the rest of our lives. For a man, are you going to break with me?"

Yan Xiu: "..."

"Bah! Who wants to be your brother." The expression on Yan Xiu's face couldn't hold back, and he said, "This is not a normal plot of yours."

Rong An closed his eyes in a second, raised the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of smiles. He walked over and pulled him up, and said, "What's the normal plot? The rivals are extremely jealous when they meet? Then Tianliang Wang Po? Those enduring dog blood Plot?"

Yan Xiu stood up and heard Rong An's words, he was dissatisfied and said: "That's better than you being a brother!"

"What are you thinking about!" Rong An flicked his forehead, and said dumbfoundedly: "We both got our certificates, why are you too involved in the drama?"

Yan Xiu curled his lips, grumbled and said, "Your dear is off work, let's go home for dinner!" He just watched a script of a domineering president today, so he wouldn't tell Rong An that he was In audition.

Rong An raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, but under Yan Xiu's aggressive eyes, he didn't continue this topic.

Rong An rubbed his head twice before saying: "Then let's go! My dear."

"Okay! Dear~" Yan Xiu walked ahead first, turning his head to look at Rong An from time to time.

Assistant: "..." What just happened?Honey?

The small cube thermostat received a good response. Even if Rong Ping was not around, Rong An could successfully complete the daily work tasks, but when it came to business, Rong An still couldn't be as eloquent as they were.

And after what happened last time, Yan Xiu directly passed the script of the domineering president, and decided to wait for the wedding to be considered before joining the crew. Now, apart from paying attention to the work of the studio, he is coming back from get off work with Rong An home.

"Come in." Hearing the knock on the door, Rong An didn't look up.

"Aren't you done yet?" Rong Ping turned around and closed the door, and went to sit on the sofa.

Hearing this, Rong An raised his head and glanced at Rong Ping, who was making tea by himself, looked away, flipped through the documents in his hand, and said, "When did you come back?"

Rong Ping kept moving his hands, but the expression on his face changed. He cleared his throat and said, "Just now, anyway, Dad is here, so I'll come to your place for a cup of tea."

"You drink slowly."

Rong An was unable to complain, so he ignored him and concentrated on reading the documents.

"Come and taste the tea I made." Rong Ping said to Rong An.

After signing the name, the document was just finished, Rong An capped the pen cap, tidied up the table, and then Rong An stood up from the seat and sat down opposite Rong Ping.

Rong An took a sip and praised: "It's well brewed, the tea color is clear, and the tip of the tongue returns to sweetness after a slight bitterness." This is simply the peak moment of Rong An's tea tasting.

Seeing Rong An's perfunctory look, Rong Ping rolled his eyes, and said with disgust: "If you don't want to boast, don't force it. You might as well say it's the tea."

Rong An put down the teacup, rolled his eyes, and said with the same distaste: "I don't know how to taste tea, isn't plain water good?"

Rong Ping was speechless, sure enough his younger brother beat less.

"Do you have anything to do with me?" Rong An glanced at the time and said, "I'm leaving get off work soon."

Rong Ping: "..."

"Forget it, I'll find someone else!" Rong Ping looked confused, and he was still a little bit embarrassed.

"... Tell me! I'm listening." Rong An patted the table and said.

He hates it the most in his life to act like he wants to talk or not after arousing other people's interest.

"That's right, I have a friend..."

"You're welcome, there's no one else here." Rong An interrupted him, how could Rong Ping come to tell him about his friend?

"It's really a friend of mine." Rong Ping refused to admit that the person was himself, took a sip of slightly cold tea, and continued: "It's... my friend, he had a boyfriend before, and the friend and that boyfriend Nothing happened when my friends were together, so I didn’t think about identity issues, but recently, he told me that he accidentally made an attack.”

Rong An raised his eyebrows and asked without saying anything, "...and then?"

"He went to the bar to drink, but someone else added ingredients to the drink, and gave the colleague who came to him..." Rong Ping opened his mouth but couldn't say it, it was too hard to say.

"Gone?"

Rong Ping: "...It's gone."

Drinking is wrong, drinking is wrong!

"Then what does your... friend think? Take responsibility or plead guilty?" With his expression, Rong An didn't even need to think about who that friend was.

"I...my friend doesn't know what to do, and the other party may not be willing to make him responsible." Rong Ping lost his mind, his pupils lost focus, and vowed never to go to bars again.

"I think don't worry about the issue of being responsible or not, let your friend get the other party's forgiveness before we talk about it!"

If it was the one he was thinking of, Rong An didn't think that the other party didn't have any thoughts about Rong Ping. After all, they were both big men, and it was impossible not to leave some injuries on their bodies when confronted.

Rong Ping seemed to have realized something, his pupils slowly focused, he poured a cup of hot tea and drank it, stood up and said, "Saving people is like fire and water, I'll go and talk to him."

"Brother is back!" Yan Xiu, who had just arrived at the door of Rong An's office, saw Rong Ping and greeted him, but only saw Rong Ping's back walking away.

"Come here, come and sit for a while, I'll be off work in a few minutes." Rong An heard the voice, saw Yan Xiu and waved to him.

"What's the matter, big brother? He didn't even bother me." Yan Xiu sat down beside Rong An, and drank the tea cup that Rong An poured for him.

"I just became a relationship mentor for my elder brother... Well, it should be a trash can." After a pause, Rong An continued, "Maybe we will have a sister-in-law soon... Oh no, it should be my brother-in-law?" Yes Brother?Rong An said uncertainly.

Yan Xiu nodded understandingly, drank tea and asked Rong An: "Did brother make this tea? It's still sweet after drinking it."

Rong An poured himself another glass, and said, "That's right! I wouldn't mess with this."

Ashamed to say, both he and Yan Xiu don't know the art of tea, and they are both lovers of fruit juice and boiled water.

With another weekend approaching, Rong An and Yan Xiu decided to take a set of wedding photos in several styles in these two days.

Unfortunately, the two chose a Western-style wedding without comparison.

After all, Chinese weddings are more troublesome, and the two decided to only take photos because they were afraid of trouble.

"How about this set?" Rong An pointed to a wedding dress that was mostly black, with only the skirt and belt hem being red.

Amazement flashed across Yan Xiu's eyes, he praised Rong An's gaze, looked at him, and said, "Do you want to try?"

Yan Xiu's eyes were so bright that they were about to shine, Rong An looked amused and nodded to him.

Both of them were men's styles. Although there were layers upon layers, with the help of the staff, they quickly changed into the wedding dresses they had chosen.

"It's very suitable! Few people can support this wedding dress!" The staff couldn't help but look at Rong An who came out.This wedding dress has been placed here for a long time. It's not that no one is interested, but the clothes are still taller than a person after standing there, and the stubborn designer refuses to change it.

The clothes were long to the instep, and Rong An was amazed when he heard that, he couldn't wear it any shorter.

The sound of unlocking the locker room sounded, Rong An looked over, and walked over quickly after being in a daze for a while.

"How is it?" Yan Xiu slightly raised his head to look at Rong An standing in front of him, and asked with a smile.

"It's beautiful." Rong An came back to his senses. The short-haired man in ancient costume stood not far away and looked at him with a smile. Coupled with the ink painting on the wall, Rong An even felt unreal.

"I thought I wouldn't be able to wear it!" Yan Xiu lifted the hem of the skirt and said, "Just now I heard from the staff that black in ancient times... was black, and it was popular for wedding dresses. This is the first time I've heard of it. Said." Another day of reading less!

"What's the matter?" Rong An continued with a smile, "Wedding dresses don't have a fixed color, and those who don't pay attention to these are mostly influenced by TV dramas, and those who have a fixed mindset think that marriages in ancient times were all red. "

Rong An took Yan Xiu by the hand, and went to the dressing room after being signaled by the staff, ready to put on makeup.

"You can let go." Yan Xiu leaned close to Rong An's ear and said.

Along the way, the staff secretly watched them many times, and he couldn't make a big move to shake off Rong An's hand.

Standing in front of him alive and not going into the ink painting, Rong An let go of Yan Xiu's hand after hearing this.

The makeup process lasted a full two hours. Based on the principle of not wasting money, the two went to shoot several other wedding dresses of different colors. They went to several places to take photos in one day, and the iron melted .

After the filming was over, the two changed their clothes and removed their makeup, and spread out on the bed when they got home.

"Eat?" Rong An pushed Yan Xiu who was lying beside him.

Yan Xiu, who was half asleep and half awake, was startled, opened his eyes in a daze, and refused after a while: "I'm so sleepy! I don't want to eat~"

"Then sleep for a while, and eat later." Rong An had no energy left, and after a day of tossing and tossing, his mind and body were exhausted, and the result of his impulsiveness was that the wedding photo shoot he wanted to take was done in one day, and he could stay in bed tomorrow.

Yan Xiu hugged the quilt, his voice became smaller and smaller: "You can get the photo in three days, right?"

Rong An: "Yes."

The place was found by Rong's mother, the privacy protection is very good, the photographer has won some awards, and the makeup artist is an international makeup artist. In short, it is high-end and high-end.

The bedroom lights were on, and the two who were talking just now had already fallen asleep.