When Nancheng flowers bloom [entertainment circle]

The kiss was caught off guard, and he pushed open his lips in an instant, and sucked the tip of his tongue in an instant.

Yu Cheng's hand holding the wine glass high trembled rhythmically with the man's breathing, and the goblet with the remaining wine fell to the marble floor with a clatter.

With a crisp landing sound, the other party hugged him tightly and turned around, and the two hit the glass door of the wine cabinet.

There was a dull creaking sound from the wine cabinet.

Nan Ting patted the glass door with one hand to support it, and put his arm around his waist and put it on his back, his tall body covered him in all directions.

In just a few seconds, the tip of the tongue with the fragrance of green tea touched his upper jaw, slid around, and moved along the tongue coating to the depths of his throat, enveloping him inch by inch.

The strong aroma of wine mixed with a touch of cold woody aroma wafts freely in the space where the temperature suddenly rises.

Yu Cheng was swallowed until his throat became tight and his brain was short of oxygen. He randomly grabbed the corner of Nan Ting's crotch tie, and tightly held the ironed shirt in his hand.

It wasn't until the soft and greedy touch deep in his throat that Yu Cheng suddenly woke up, sucked his opponent and withdrew.

"Are you crazy... so deep!" Yu Cheng rolled his tongue and coughed lightly twice.

Nan Ting slowly opened his eyes, his dark pupils stared with a gentle gaze: "Is it deep?"

Yu Cheng: "...Nonsense! I'll try to trick you!"

"Huh?" Nan Ting licked his wet lips, moved closer, and said in a low voice, "Who told you to pour wine on me."

The red wine poured from Nan Ting's head just now has dripped down his forehead and onto his spotless collar, and in an instant it has turned the pure white into a faint purple red.

Yu Cheng turned his head away, struggled a few times, trying to avoid the opponent's chest from the side.But Nan Ting raised his other hand neatly and propped it on the door of the wine cabinet, cutting off his retreat direction.

"The wine is also poured, haven't you finished venting your anger yet?" Nan Ting whispered, tightening his arms, the area circled was only an inch away from Yu Cheng.

Yu Cheng tilted his head slightly, and the tip of his nose touched the crook of the opponent's arm, and rubbed it. He had no choice but to raise his hand and push Nan Ting away, but his fingers accidentally slipped past the pistol pinned to the opponent's waist.

He didn't know where it came from, he grabbed the pistol, pulled it out quickly, and pressed it against Nanting's side, saying coldly: "Get out of the way!"

"You are... trying to murder your husband." Nan Ting's face was just a stone's throw away from Cheng, and all the heat from the other party's breath hit Cheng's cheeks, and instantly, a blush appeared on his hot cheeks.

I don't know if it was because of drinking too much wine, or because of this sentence, Yu Cheng felt that the beating speed of his heart was rapidly catching up with the level of blushing.

He blinked his eyelashes, lowered his head to avoid the other party's sight, but the voice he made was not as cold as before: "If murdering your husband is not a crime, you have died thousands of times."

"Damn you don't commit crimes..." Nan Ting let out a nice chuckle, and grabbed Yu Cheng's hand like a rogue, covered his index finger holding the trigger with his index finger, slowly clenched his whole hand, and whispered Said, "Can you shoot? I'll teach you."

When the words fell to the ground, Yu Cheng lost his mind slightly.

Nan Ting immediately increased the intensity and slightly pulled the trigger.

In an instant, Yu Cheng woke up suddenly, threw away the gun in his hand, and yelled at the man: "You don't want to die!"

However, the corner of Nan Ting's mouth curled up, and his eyes suddenly brightened: "You're nervous!"

Yu Cheng was speechless: ... Damn!Gambling with your life, it's so fucking bad!

The violent heartbeat forced Yu Cheng's chest to rise and fall. He took a breath and said, "I want to ask you a question."

"If it's the question just now...there is only one answer. I care about you! I care so much! I care so much that there is no one else but you, if it's not you, Yu Cheng!"

"That's not what I want to ask." Nan Ting's determination was so gentle that Yu Cheng had the illusion that he was in two years ago, "What I want to ask is a year ago...."

Halfway through the conversation, Nan Ting's smile froze on his face, and his arms around him tightened unconsciously.

Yu Cheng continued: "Actually, I don't blame you for bringing Luo Ning back. Instead, I thank him. He let me know the truth about your departure."

"I..." Nan Ting slid down his Adam's apple, "Back then I... had no other choice."

"I have to?" The familiar cold woody aroma mixed with the aroma of red wine struck, Yu Cheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "Okay! I'll ask you three questions, we'll continue when we answer, if we can't answer... Stranger here."

Nan Ting's eyelids twitched, and his lips parted slightly.

After a while, he smiled and nodded: "Okay, you ask. No matter what you ask, I will answer truthfully."

Yu Cheng stared at the other person's heaving chest, fell silent, and said, "Why did you leave me behind at the airport?"

"Because I guessed that Luo Ning would tell you everything, and I was so stupid...and scared."

Nan Ting's answer was really honest, almost consistent with Yu Cheng's guess.

He hooked his lips coldly: "Very well, so when you saw that breakup WeChat message a year ago, it was also because of this?"

"Yes...but also no."

"...What do you mean, explain clearly." Yu Cheng suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the man, his eyes trembling slightly closed

A year ago, the comatose Nan Ting had just woken up, and instinctively picked up his mobile phone to call Yu Cheng, but the dean at the side stopped him.

The director said: Mr. Nan, we just performed a heart replacement operation for you, but there are signs that the heart in the body is rejecting you.If no matching heart is found within three months, the consequences will be...

What will be the consequences?

Nan Ting stared at the mobile phone number he knew so well, and asked the dean with a trembling voice

The dean sighed, and said: It's unimaginable, maybe... I won't be able to hold on.

Although the heart in his body was not his own, at that moment Nan Ting felt a sharp pain that he had never felt before.

He pressed Yu Cheng's mobile phone number with trembling fingertips, but hung up quickly when the call was about to connect: Get out...get out!

Stubborn Nan Ting held back his tears and waited until the ward was empty before he curled himself up in the dark quilt and curled up in pain.

The lights on the phone continuously jumped out of the WeChat messages sent by Cheng, until the interface stopped at the last message: "From now on, I, Yu Cheng, and you, Nanting, have nothing to do with each other."

At that time, Nan Ting, who was suppressing his crying, collapsed...

He repeated the words on WeChat repeatedly, and tears poured out of his eyes like broken beads.

Until all the liquid drained away, there was only one thought left in his heart: I'm sorry, Zai Zai, brother can no longer give you hope, the only thing he can give is the right to break up.

The past came to my mind, and Nan Ting's deep voice was choked with difficulty: "At that time, I was not sure if I could survive, so I was afraid that I would give you hope...and then bring you despair."

"Mr. Nan! Do you think you are acting in a TV series? You are so self-righteous, do you think you are great!" Yu Cheng suddenly let out a hoarse growl, staring at the other party with incredible frowns, trying hard to see the black pool clearly deep secret.

Nan Ting panicked for a moment, grabbed his wrist while talking, forced his palm to fall hard on his face, then held his hand and covered his cheek: "At that time, I was stupid, I was self-righteous, I was too weak, it was me. I am not worthy of the excellent you..."

Whether it was serious or not, Yu Cheng was slapped in the face like a knife, bleeding profusely.

He stared blankly at Nan Ting for a few seconds, then turned around and pushed him away, picked up the bottle on the wine cabinet in a daze and drank with his head up.

Nan Ting: "I knew it, once you open up your heart, you will...!" You won't forgive me.

The other party was right, once the painful truth was told, Yu Cheng felt that he was simply unable to bear it.He didn't know whether to blame Nan Ting for being cruel, or to blame him for not being able to bear it...

He simply lifted the bottle and poured wine down his bitter throat.

Nan Ting originally wanted to take away Yu Cheng's wine, but at this moment, he was the one who made the mistake, so he didn't dare, so he could only whisper worryingly: "Drink slowly...don't worry."

But Yu Cheng drank the whole bottle indifferently.

After a while, he swallowed the last drop of wine in his throat, tilted his head to look at Nanting, and sneered, "Mr. Nan! You are talking about two people, why should you make the decision alone?"

"I...!" Nan Ting, who hesitated to speak, lowered his eyes guiltily.

Seeing the always domineering President Nan suddenly become obedient like a docile cat, Yu Cheng was furious.

He forcefully raised the opponent's chin, and said bitterly: "When you decided to leave me, did you ever think that I would be in pain? After more than a year of being together day and night, day and night, those promises you made... ..is it all fucking fake?"

Nan Ting still didn't dare to look directly at Yu Cheng, lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and shook his head repeatedly.

Yu Cheng always thought that Nan Ting was a man so strong that he couldn't be broken.Even if the elder brother stopped them like that back then, the other party bravely led a group of people to break into the house without fear, and took him away in front of the elder brother.

But she never expected that one day the man who took him away would distrust him so much that a small illness would ruthlessly abandon him.

Thinking of this result, Yu Cheng's heart was suffocated with pain, and his eyes filled with tears also closed.

"I'm sorry baby, I was wrong..." Nan Ting closed his eyes and stroked the back of his head, buried his whole face under his chin, gently kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes with trembling lips.

At this moment, the resentment accumulated in Cheng's heart for two years slowly dissipated in the invisible space along with Nan Ting's regret.

"Last question...will you still hide from me in the future?"

"No more hiding." Nan Ting lowered his head and kissed his forehead, "No more hiding."

".....husband?"

"exist!"

"It's not this..." Yu Cheng remembered something, turned around and was about to leave.

"Tell me clearly, what isn't it?" Nan Ting grabbed him.

Yu Cheng frowned: "I have already sent the electronic version of the divorce agreement to Luo Xu, and right now... it may be in your mailbox."

Nanting: ...

"I'll call Luo Xu to confirm later." Seeing that the other person's face was getting ugly, Yu Cheng pushed him away and turned to walk towards the bedroom.

A few minutes later, Yu Cheng finally found the lost mobile phone under the desk.

He picked up his mobile phone and walked to the French window of the bedroom. Just as he dialed Luo Xu's number, the mobile phone was snatched from behind him.

In the next second, Nan Ting twisted him vigorously, and pressed him against the cold floor-to-ceiling window with his backhand. His dark black pupils were burning with a red fire of desire, as if he was about to be set alight.

"...What's the matter with you?" Yu Cheng tried his best to hold back his drunkenness, but at this moment he was aroused by the strong alcohol smell from Nan Ting's body.

He looked down and saw that the man was still holding an unfinished wine bottle, and the body of the bottle was dangling in his hand.

Nan Ting didn't deny it, but said in a low voice: "I read the divorce agreement, but why is the reason because of emotional disharmony?"

The man didn't know how much he drank, and the smell of alcohol made him even more dizzy.

He subconsciously took a step back, but Nan Ting took a step towards his chest.

Yu Cheng had no choice but to retreat, leaning his back against the floor-to-ceiling windows, his chest heaving slightly, and said, "Didn't you want to abandon me at that time, so I can only think of this one."

Nan Ting moved his fingers, and suddenly touched his waist and rubbed it inch by inch: "I heard that a relationship can be repaired with love, this love... I will do it with you."

"Who did you hear talking nonsense?!" Yu Cheng couldn't tell whether he was drunk or Nan Ting was drunk.

The other party ignored his arguments, threw the wine bottle and pushed him against the cold floor-to-ceiling window, and unbuttoned the rest of his clothes one by one with his fingertips stained with red wine.

Yu Cheng was stunned.

It wasn't until the other party opened his shirt, from the cheeks to the neck, from the collarbone of the neck, that passionate kisses came overwhelmingly, and Yu Cheng asked out of breath, "...how much have you drunk?"

Nan Ting bit his earlobe and took a deep breath: "Three and a half bottles...be bold!"

"Three bottles..." As soon as Yu Cheng opened his mouth, Nan Ting's tongue slid around his ears.

The numbness swept across his body, and Yu Cheng couldn't help but let out a low moan.

Suddenly, a moderate voice came from below: "Boss...boss..."

Yu Cheng suddenly woke up from the haze, quickly picked up the mobile phone at his feet, and took a look.

I go!Luo Xu didn't pick up early or late, but at this juncture, wouldn't he hear the whole conversation just now? !

"Boss, I've sent the divorce agreement, but I seem to hear Mr. Nan's voice, are you...?"

Nan Ting snatched the phone, and interrupted the other party with a calm and unsteady voice: "Don't disturb your boss, his marriage will not be divorced."

After finishing his displeased words, Nan Ting hung up the phone without even looking at it, and threw it farther away.

Then whispered two words: "Continue."