he has a clean freak

Recently, the hostility accumulated in Yan Wangxiao's heart has made him more irritable and impatient, so that people around him who are familiar with him shook their heads: I don't know when this volcano will erupt.But the manager Song Li suffered a lot. On the one hand, he had to take more notices for the sake of the second young master's stardom, and on the other hand, he should minimize the working hours at the request of the second young master.He wanted to be famous and popular, but he didn't want to be exhausted and just want to be leisurely. Song Li, a mere mortal, couldn't solve this contradiction even if he tried his best.

I have never tried to be sweet and irritable when I was in love before.

In the evening of that day, when Yan Wangxiao came back from shooting the endorsement commercial, Liang Songying lay on the sofa with her eyes closed and a coat covering her body.He closed the door softly, changed his shoes lightly, walked to the sofa, squatted next to Liang Songying's head, and looked down at him for a while.He has worked very hard recently, in order to succeed in breaking through, he worked very hard, until the dark spots appeared under his eyes, which could not be covered by applying some powder.

He heard from Song Li, and Song Li heard from Chen Xing that Liang Songying had never worked so hard since his debut.

He still wanted to take another look at his still handsome face when he was sleeping peacefully... The phone rang in the living room.He touched his pocket, the phone screen was black, at this time Liang Songying moved, his eyes narrowed, as if he was disturbed, then he raised his hand and rubbed it, and opened his eyes.

Liang Songying found the phone from the coat on the back of the sofa, looked at the caller ID, patted his face to refresh himself, and picked it up, "Hello?" He wanted to stand up, and saw Yan Wangxiao squatting on the ground beside the sofa, It looked like a pet, looking down at the phone, just looking up at him at this time.

Liang Songying smiled at him, pulled him up from the ground to sit on the sofa, picked up some strands of his hair to play with, and pointed to his belly while talking on the phone.

Liang Songying held the phone and walked towards the balcony.

Yan Wangxiao went to the kitchen to take out the warm food, put it in the microwave oven, twisted a rag to wipe the dining table, took two sets of bowls and chopsticks and arranged them, and then returned to the kitchen, waiting for the microwave to heat up.It suddenly occurred to me that the clothes to dry this morning hadn't been taken into the house, so I hurried out for fear of being wet by the dew at night.The balcony door was closed, he didn't think much, twisted the handle and pushed the door open.Liang Songying's voice on the phone came, but the balcony did not turn on the lights.

He fumbled for the switch behind the door, and the overhead light came on.

The wind on the balcony is a bit cold.

Liang Songying shrunk back to him, holding the mobile phone in one hand, and picking the leaves of the potted plant with the other. Hearing the sound, she turned her head and glanced at him.

Yan Wangxiao put the clothes one by one into his bosom with the clothes rail, and heard Liang Songying's tone was very gentle, soft, without any accent, like a soft loach with no bones or scales.He was taken aback for a moment, Liang Songying had never spoken to anyone in such a tone, even when he was in a panic and feeling uneasy.

Knowing that Liang Songying was comforting the person on the other end of the phone, Yan Wangxiao's hand holding the clothes rail gradually turned white, staring at a nearby plant without moving.When he heard the word "Sister Fu", Yan Wangxiao immediately became angry and confused. He didn't know whether Liang Songying in this state loved Fu Yu or loved him beside him.

Yan Wangxiao couldn't bear it for one more second, so Liang Songying said one more word to Fu Yu in that tender and loving tone.He directly stepped forward and snatched Liang Songying's cell phone, pressed Liang Songying's hand, pointed at the bottom of the cell phone screen, and said coldly: "Fu Yu? I'm Yan Wangxiao. Liang Songying is my boyfriend, stay away from him in the future Son. I will settle the glorious matter for you, so stop pestering him and pour out your trivial troubles, goodbye!"

After hanging up the phone, Liang Songying looked at him with his mouth slightly open, with a rare frown.

Yan Wangxiao put the phone back into his hand and pulled his arm, "It's cold here, let's go back to the living room, the food is almost ready."

Liang Songying walked behind him, closing the balcony door behind her back, "Why did you say that just now? Fu Yu is my good friend. She is sad. Can't you be more polite to her? You have a reason to make trouble."

"I'm making trouble for no reason?" Yan Wangxiao shook off his hand, "She's sad, what about me?"

"Why are you sad?" Liang Songying asked.

"You like her?" Yan Wangxiao asked back.

"Of course I like her, that's why I consider her a good friend," Liang Songying unconsciously raised her voice, "But what are you misunderstanding, she and I are just friends!"

Yan Wangxiao sneered, "Friend? Friend, do you talk to her in that tone? Do you want me to record it for you? How gentle is it? You are fucking with me, can't you restrain yourself? You can't stop talking to her." Do other people hang shoulders and shoulders, kiss, hug, and talk sweetly? You must have a spectrum for your flirtatiousness, I wanted to talk about you seriously last time on your birthday."

Liang Songying laughed angrily, "I'm slutty?"

Yan Wangxiao turned around, walked to the sofa and sat down, smoking a cigarette.

Liang Songying stood there without moving.

Life is a struggle, and love also has a fighting position. If you are not careful, both sides will be bloody and bloody, leaving behind many wounds.The result is nothing more than one person loses and one person wins, the premise is that there must be a personal compromise, or both lose, and love is buried in the grave.

Liang Songying turned around and pushed open the balcony door forcefully. The door banged against the wall, and the cold winter wind blew in.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and neither of the confronting parties was willing to lower their bodies first.Both sides feel that the other is at fault.Yan Wangxiao was smoking one cigarette after another by the sofa, as if relying on that pack of cigarettes to get rid of Liang Songying.

Liang Songying was blown cold by the wind, shivered, closed the door gently, then went to the table to drink a glass of hot water, poured another glass of water, walked to the sofa and handed it to Yan Wangxiao.Yan Wangxiao looked up at him, followed silently, and took a sip.

Liang Songying sat down next to him, "I'm used to it. After so many years, I can't change it overnight. You don't like me like that, I can change it slowly. If you are dissatisfied with me, just say it, don't make it so big all at once. Temper, I'm confused. I love you, but I'm not without temper."

Yan Wangxiao was still stubborn, and said coldly: "If you make a mistake, you have to correct it. It's best if you know how to correct it."

Liang Songying listened to his disobedient temper, and had nothing to do with him. She turned around and took the cigarette between his fingers, put it out in the ashtray, opened her arms and hugged him to her chest, and kissed him on the face sideways, tenderly Said: "Wang Xiao, I love you, let's not be angry, shall we?"

Yan Wangxiao immediately raised his arms to hug him tightly, and pushed him back under his body, his eyes met with his slightly long bangs, and his breathing blended with the familiar taste of the other party.He grabbed Liang Songying's light-colored lips and kissed them. In the past, he didn't like to kiss people because he thought saliva was disgusting.Recently, he has gone from getting used to Liang Songying's active deep kisses to falling in love with kissing with Liang Songying, and now he likes to actively invade Liang Songying's lips and tongue, enjoying the feeling of extremely hot and entangled breathing, and the feeling of being so intimate that it is almost dizzy.

Yan Wangxiao stuck to his ear and spoke in a hoarse voice, his tone was a little sad for some reason: "Let's do it tonight." In order to take care of Liang Songying's dance practice status, Yan Wangxiao has been very forbearing recently.

In order to appease Yan Wangxiao, Liang Songying kissed him on the lips without saying no.

……

There seemed to be other sounds in the living room. Liang Songying resisted the thrill of the invasion and carefully discerned it, and found that it was the ringtone of his mobile phone.He was originally in love and didn't want to care about it, but Yan Wangxiao half pushed and half carried him into the bedroom. When he was lying on the bed, he could still hear the phone ringing off and on.

Liang Songying suddenly felt scared, and she didn't know what she was afraid of. She just remembered what happened to Luo Chengan three years ago, and somehow connected it with the frustrated Fu Yu.He pushed Yan Wangxiao away a little, "Eat first, I'm hungry."

Yan Wangxiao frowned, reluctantly giving in.

Liang Songying put on her clothes and said, "I'm so hungry." Yan Wangxiao knelt on the edge of the bed and stuck to it, not giving up, "I'm so hungry too."

Liang Songying smiled, and jumped aside, "Hurry up and get dressed, your hot dishes have been hot for too long."

Yan Wangxiao muttered and put on his clothes, and went to the kitchen to check what was in the microwave.Liang Songying went to the sofa and picked up the phone, and at a glance, several missed calls were from Fu Yu.He felt bad, and worried that she was in a bad mood and thinking wildly, so he ran to drink in a mess.

He edited a text message and sent it to Fu Yu: "Yan Wangxiao misunderstood the relationship between you and me, don't take what happened just now to your heart. I can't get away for now, can we talk tomorrow when we meet? Where are you now?"

A few seconds after sending the message, Fu Yu immediately called.The bell rang for a while, and Liang Songying pressed the mute button, not knowing whether to answer it or not.While he was hesitating, Yan Wangxiao walked behind him and looked at his mobile phone screen with a gloomy face from the side.

"Take it, why don't you take it?" Yan Wangxiao said.

Liang Songying was startled by him, covered her chest, and frowned: "Why are you walking silently? How can I answer? Looking at your face, are you still angry? Then let me ask you, what tone should I use to talk to her?" Are you satisfied with the speech?"

"You can figure it out." Yan Wangxiao's attitude was lukewarm.

Liang Songying answered the phone, sat down, and tried to use a less gentle tone, "Hello, Miss Fu?"

"Lan, what happened just now, Er Shao said that he has established a relationship with you? Is he joking?"

"It's not a joke, it's true. I'm sorry I haven't figured out how to tell you, it's a matter of the last month."

"You were not gay before, I know very well, did he force you?"

Liang Songying took a look at Yan Wangxiao, who had a bad complexion, "We are in love with each other."

"you like him?"

"Correct."

"Then does he like you?"

"Ah."

"Oh Lan, am I drunk and dreaming?"

"Did you drink? Where is it?"

"Drink a little. Am I dreaming?"

"You are not dreaming. Where are you?"

"Where can it be, it's a place to drink. Ah, yes, I'm not dreaming. I came here half an hour ago."

"You're drunk, tell me where you are?"

It seemed that someone over there was harassing Fu Yu, and she said to the person next to her in an aggressive tone: "Smelly rascal, get out of here, let go!"

"Sister Fu, tell me where you are quickly? Is Xiao Ting here? Tell him to listen!" Liang Songying sat on the sofa, turned on the speakerphone, checked the address book, dialed Xiao Ting's number, and used The landline gets through.Xiao Ting's background is relatively quiet.

"Hey."

"Fu Yu is with you?"

"No, she didn't come tonight. Looking for her..."

Liang Songying said to the phone: "Sister Fu, where are you?"

"Don't worry about me! You betrayed me!"

Fu Yu hung up the phone.

Xiao Ting asked: "What happened?"

Liang Songying quickly said: "She went to drink alone, she called me just now, and someone harassed her, I was afraid she was drunk. You know she likes to drink, but she can't drink well. I'm quite worried about her."

Xiao Ting immediately said in a hurry: "Let's look for it separately, there are not many bars that she usually goes to."

After Liang Songying hung up the phone, he got up to get his coat and put it on. He observed Yan Wangxiao's face and said, "Fu Yu has an accident, I have to go out." He added, "She is my good friend."

"I'll go with you." Yan Wangxiao said.

Liang Songying turned around and glanced at him, and nodded after two seconds.

Yan Wangxiao also got dressed quickly, and went out with Liang Songying.Before opening the door, Liang Songying suddenly turned around and hugged Yan Wangxiao before saying, "Let's go."

Yan Wangxiao's intimacy with him was very helpful, and he called Zhou Bei while walking.

"Second Young Master," Zhou Bei said lazily, "Ye Yang has been obediently nesting at home recently and getting moldy, and he hasn't made any noise, don't worry."

"I didn't ask him. Check something for me. There is a female star named Fu Yu, an artist of Rongguang Company. She often goes to bars. You should immediately find out where she is and send me the address."

"Okay. Let me say you, excluding the employment relationship, we have been classmates for ten years, you use this tone..."

Yan Wangxiao didn't have the patience to listen to his complaints, so he hung up the phone decisively.

"Thank you." Liang Songying said from the side.

The two were walking down the stairs.

"You are mine, your business is mine, why do you want to thank me?!" Yan Wangxiao frowned, impatiently took out a cigarette from his pocket.