Paper people are crazy for my kryptonite [Entertainment]

At noon the next day, the sun was already high in the center of the sky, but it was still dark in the quiet bedroom.

Fragments of sunlight entered the room through the gaps between the curtains, forming scattered shadows on the floor stalls.

The phone on the bedside table vibrated slightly, and then the screen lit up.

You can see the long and narrow crack on the screen of the mobile phone, which divides the entire screen into pieces.

On the phone, there was an incoming call with the name Ning Ning on for a long time, and the light on the screen didn't go out until it was automatically hung up.

The young man in the quilt lazily turned over, then silently retracted himself into the quilt, his slightly curly black hair scattered on the edge of the bed.

Not long after, footsteps came from outside the young man's room.

The sound came from far to near, and finally stopped at the door of the room, and then there were two knocks on the door.

Accompanied by the knock on the door is a warm and pleasant bass.

"Ozawa? Get up."

The sound outside the door paused for a few seconds, and when no one inside responded, the doorknob turned silently.

Then a tall man with gold-rimmed glasses appeared at the door.

He looked around the room, and after seeing the cocoon-like young man on the bed, he laughed softly.

The man walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, reaching out to pull the quilt: "Ozawa, it's already eleven o'clock."

The reborn youth on the bed didn't even open his eyes, just underestimated, and then pulled his quilt.

Looking at the young man who wrapped his quilt even tighter, the man smiled and said, "You really need to get rid of your bed-ridden habit."

The young man on the bed said sullenly: "I'm not called staying in bed, I just slept in the wrong time."

Wen Ze's voice was a little hoarse, full of anger from getting up.

"It's time to get up and eat." Yan Jingning gently pulled down the quilt a little.

After the quilt was pulled away, the familiar face was revealed. There were some pressed red marks on the fair forehead, and the eyes were slightly opened in confusion.

After meeting Yan Jingning's eyes, Wen Ze's pure black eyes glowed with a light, like the only starlight shining in the night.

Yan Jingning reached out and rubbed the other party's hair, and said in an extremely pleasant voice, "I won't get up to sunbathe my ass again."

"Just dry it." Wen Ze rolled up the quilt impatiently and turned over, revealing his smooth and white back.

The man's eyes were slightly dark, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "I remember I put on your pajamas after taking a shower yesterday."

"It's not that you don't know my habits." Wen Ze rubbed the quilt in his arms, and said casually, "It must have been rubbed off because I felt uncomfortable in the middle of the night."

Wen Ze yawned twice, stood up in front of the other party unabashedly, and was about to go to the closet to get the clothes inside.

Because as a familiar bamboo horse since childhood, not only in the Yan family's ancestral house, but even Yan Jingning's private residence has prepared an exclusive room for Wen Ze.

The decorations in the room are all arranged according to Wen Ze's preferences, even clothes and toiletries are readily available.

The man's eyes were dark, and he said in a teasing tone: "You are so unguarded in front of me, are you afraid that I will eat you?"

"Eat?" Wen Ze looked a little funny, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Have you never seen me before? Everyone is so familiar."

After hearing these words, Yan Jingning's eyes flashed a gleam, and the gleam was so fast that people could hardly feel the change.

"I'll wait for you downstairs." After the man finished speaking, he turned and left the room.

By the time Wen Ze finished packing his clothes and went downstairs, Yan Jingning was already sitting at the dining table looking at his phone.

The dishes on the table were all relatively bland food, Wen Ze felt a little dissatisfied looking at the dull color: "Where are my boiled fish, boiled beef, and jumping frog?"

Yan Jingning didn't even raise his head, and said casually: "Drunk people are not qualified to order food."

"Hey!" The young man's fox eyes were dyed crimson, and he shouted angrily at the other party.

"Okay, I'll take you to dinner tonight." Yan Jingning paused at this point, and continued to ask: "Xiao Ze, what happened to that man yesterday?"

Wen Ze froze slightly after hearing the other party's question.

He didn't know whether he should tell Yan Jingning this ridiculous thing.

My bamboo horse is a straight straight man. He has been dating beautiful girls since he was a child, and his rumored girlfriend as an adult is even a hot model in the angel underwear show.

If you let the other party know that you are playing a game and have a bunch of men, will this have a great impact and damage on Ning Ning's three views?

Then Ning Ning would keep a distance from herself, gradually forgetting each other in the world.

Thinking of this possibility, Wen Ze felt a little uncomfortable.

Then he told himself that a good brother would not break up with him just because he likes a man or a woman.

No, how did you decide that you liked a man so quickly?

Wen Ze's thoughts turned for a long time, and the expression on his face was not very good.

Yan Jingning looked at the other party without saying a word, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Do you have a secret with me now?"

Wen Ze looked up at the other party, and suddenly felt that Yan Jingning's expression was a little strange.

After coming back this time, he felt that the bamboo horse he had been with for more than ten years was always strange to him.

This feeling made Wen Ze feel a little uncomfortable, his eyes flickered slightly: "It's actually not a secret."

After thinking for a few seconds, the young man decided to tell the other party the contents of the game: "You know I played a game some time ago."

Yan Jingning nodded: "I saw your Moments before."

Wen Ze took out his phone, and there was a screenshot of the game on it: "The game I played was a role-playing love game. I thought the NPCs that could be attacked in it were all artificial intelligence, but I didn't expect the person I met yesterday to tell me The NPCs in it are all played by real people.”

"Love games?" Yan Jingning said in a low voice, "I didn't know that you, Ozawa, would actually play games with little girls."

After Wen Ze heard what the other person said, he was a little choked up: "How can I play it like a love game."

"Ozawa." The man's expression was so dignified.

"Ok?"

"Do you want to fall in love?" Yan Jingning looked at the other party and said slowly.

"In love?" Wen Ze leaned back, with a disdainful expression on his face: "My parents love each other so much, why don't they just divorce if they say divorce, I don't want to do things that have no results."

"Uncle and aunt just have different personalities." Yan Jingning said softly.

"God's personality is different." Wen Ze said in a somewhat excited tone: "Using that kind of lame reason for divorce, and saying it's for our own good."

"Ozawa."

"What I can't figure out the most is that I still believe in that kind of legend." Wen Ze's voice revealed some loneliness: "Because of this kind of thing, our family has never been reunited, and if it weren't for me, my brother wouldn't... "

After realizing that the young man's voice was slowly becoming choked, Yan Jingning immediately pushed his stool away and walked quickly to the other party.

Wrapping Wen Ze in his arms, he whispered, "That incident was not your fault."

"No, it's my fault, it's my brother who did it instead of me."

"Isn't your brother okay now?" Yan Jingning embraced the other party, with some regret in his voice: "The thing I regret the most is that I didn't accompany you back to the country."

He patted Wen Ze's back lightly, and only let go when the young man calmed down completely.

Wen Ze said with some embarrassment: "I made you laugh again."

Yan Jingning shook his head to express his indifference, looked at the other party and said, "Then let's continue talking about why that man did that to you yesterday?"

The young man's expression changed suddenly, and he wondered why this topic hasn't been bypassed yet?

In the past, as long as those things were mentioned, Ning Ning would be led by the nose.

Why doesn't this method work this time?

"That's just one of my targets." Wen Ze said with some reluctance.

"The target of the attack?" The man's voice revealed some questioning color: "Then what did you do at that time?"

The young man grabbed the man's tie, pulled him until his lips were about to touch and said, "Ning Ning, do you feel like a resentful woman who asks if her husband is cheating?"

Yan Jingning's eyes moved slightly, and his lips parted slightly: "I don't know if you look like this, but I think you are more attractive than those models who deliberately seduce me."

Wen Ze's dark pupils stared at each other, and the air between them seemed to stand still.

Time also seemed to stand still.

At this time, Wen Ze showed a disgusted expression on his face, and jumped back a step: "You are so disgusting!"

"Who's disgusting? You didn't tease me first." Yan Jingning also had a teasing look on his face.

Wen Ze sat at the dining table, clicked on the hot search on Weibo on his mobile phone, and prepared to eat melons while eating.

As a result, as soon as I opened the hot search, I saw a familiar face, the other party's bright peach blossom eyes and the usual flamboyant facial features.

Yin Gengchen?

Wen Ze felt a little strange.

The title of Weibo reads, "Welcome the double actor to return to China and join Dingfeng Film and Television Company."

Seeing the company Wen Ze joined, he felt even more strange. He looked up at Yan Jingning and said, "Is there a new artist in your company?"

Yan Jingning wiped his mouth, smiled slightly and said, "Our company signs many artists every day."

"I saw on Weibo just now that the double actor Yin Gengchen returned to China, and the brokerage company he signed is yours." Wen Ze said while flipping through the phone in his hand.

The peach blossom eyes of the man in the photo are particularly iconic, and the slender and slightly curved tails of the eyes look blurred and deep.

And there was no other expression on his face, but there was an indescribable and unexplainable amorous feeling that made people feel excited.

"Why, are you interested in him?" Yan Jingning glanced down at Wen Ze's phone, saw the photo on it and continued, "When did your taste become a man?"

"My taste has always been that men and women are not taboo." Wen Ze snorted and refuted his own bamboo horse.

"If you are interested in him, I can help you take care of him." Yan Jingning said pointedly.

"Fuck, why are your thoughts so terrible?" Wen Ze looked at the other party in feinted surprise, then lowered his voice and said, "The tone is very skillful, how many people have you hired?"

"Just you." Yan Jingning asked the servant to remove the tableware, took off his glasses and said to the other party.

At this time, Wen Ze looked at the man on the phone, then looked up at Yan Jingning, and asked curiously: "I suddenly found that your eyes resemble his. Is Yin Gengchen the illegitimate child of your family?"

A gleam of light flashed in Yan Jingning's eyes: "It turns out that I am the one you want to take care of, Ozawa?"

"roll!"

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Wen Ze: If Ning Ning knew that I was flirting with men in the game, and almost had sex with him, his three views would be so shocked that he broke up with him.

Author: He won't break up the relationship, but he will lock you up.

Yan Jingning: But I don't want Ozawa to cry.

Yin Gengchen: Don’t you think it’s only emotional when you cry?