I really didn't think of Bubble Movie King

"How do you feel after increasing the dose?" Yan Xing's voice was cold, with a sense of eerie strangeness.

"It's not good, I didn't sleep enough to sleep," Chen Bei sneered, "It's really cheap for you. Yan Xing, that little boy last night should be very exciting, right?"

"..." Yan Xing's face was frosty, and his eyes were full of chills.

"Especially those eyes, it's really superb when you cry. No wonder you treasure him so much. It's a pity that I almost stomped on your Yan Xing's face."

"You hate me?" Yan Xing asked calmly while looking at him with a puff of smoke ring.

"Shouldn't I hate you? Why do you, a small studio, look down on me, sneer at me in interviews, and make me laugh at countless people!"

"Just because of this?" Yan Xing sneered, "I'm telling the truth, your character is really bad."

When Chen Bei heard this sentence, he immediately became angry: "Everyone came out of the same dye vat, how can you be better? The person I raised has co-operated with you in a drama and still misses you. My bed is calling your name!"

"Lu Miao," Yan Xing suddenly smiled softly, "Dirty, I've never touched it before."

"I guess I've forgotten about it." Chen Bei stared at him ferociously, and said with a smile, "You sleep with my man, and I sleep with your man. It's fair. I fell in love with that little boy at first sight." Tight, I struggled hard last night..."

Yan Xing stopped the smile on the corner of his mouth immediately, gestured to his subordinates with his eyes, firmly held down Chen Bei who hadn't finished speaking, and knelt on the ground.

"Talk about fairness with me? You shouldn't have such thoughts." Yan Xing stubbed out his cigarette, got up, put on his gloves, opened the black box in front of him, took out a dagger with a black handle, and approached Chen Bei step by step.

Looking at Yan Xing's behavior, Chen Bei instinctively panicked: "What do you want to do?"

Yan Xing didn't answer him, he touched the blade carefully, and sneered: "I heard that you bought the company for Bi He, and he was hidden by the company, how did you know him? How did you know that he is mine?" people?"

After finishing speaking, he held the knife against his face and asked sharply, "Who told you?"

Yan Xing's voice didn't have a trace of warmth, like a ghost crawling out of the ice cellar for ten thousand years, gloomy and cold.

Chen Bei shuddered subconsciously, gritted his teeth and said with a grin: "Do you think your father, Yan Yiming, who has severed the relationship with his son, will make an enemy of our family for the sake of an inconspicuous [-]-line boy? Kill him if you have the ability." Leave me alone, Yan Xing! I'm not afraid of you!"

"Oh?" Yan Xing gave him a look without changing his expression.

After receiving 28 wounds, Chen Bei tremblingly said, "It's Xu, Xu Tang."

"I won't kill you." Yan Xing narrowed his eyes dangerously, his deep black eyes were full of murderous intent, he glanced at him, and then swung his knife.

Neat.

A burst of tearing screams resounded throughout the warehouse, and Chen Bei curled up together, covering the bottom.

"unlucky."

Yan Xing turned around in disgust and took off his gloves. Xiao Chuan had already prepared water and put it by the table.

He washed his hands clean, and said coldly while wiping them: "The legs are crippled, so he won't be able to stand up for the rest of his life."

After speaking a few words and about to leave, a subordinate handed Bi He's cell phone to him.

"Boss Yan, I found this in the apartment last night."

Yan Xing took it and turned to leave.

While walking, he said to Xiao Chuan behind him: "Find Xu Tang, no matter where he hides, he needs to see people when he is alive, and see the dead body when he dies. And don't tell Bi He about this."

Villa on the Moon.

When Yan Xing came back, the clock had already rung, there was no one in the living room, the dining table was cleaned up, and there was leftover porridge in the trash can in the corner.

After taking a bath, he gently pushed open the bedroom door, and saw that Bi He was being disturbed by nightmares, and kept muttering: "Go away! Go away..."

Reaching out to gently wipe off the fine sweat on his forehead, he slipped in, hugged Bi He, patted his back, and whispered softly: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here..."

After Bi He's breathing gradually stabilized, Yan Xing pulled off the quilt to check his wound.

The medicine made by Zhang Jian can relieve pain for about [-] to [-] hours. I rub it once at [-] o'clock in the afternoon. If I don't rub it again at night, I will definitely wake up in the middle of the night.

Looking down, he saw the ugly gauze wrapped in Bi He's hand, and smiled slightly, it seemed that it had been changed.

After re-bandaging, he checked carefully again, and only after smelling the strong smell of ointment on every wound on his body did he fall asleep with him again.

The next morning, Bi He opened his sleepy eyes and woke up instantly when he saw the beautiful sleeping face in front of him.

Why is Yan Xing on his bed again! !

And he was hugged by the waist again.

Frowning, he gently turned over and turned his back to Yan Xing, then moved slowly on the bed, trying to distance himself a little.

However, Yan Xing hugged him too tightly, so he had to tap his fingers lightly to break free from this restraint.

Suddenly the people behind him moved directly in his direction, and the small space he had worked so hard to remove fell short, and the space between the two was even smaller than before.

Bi He's face turned red.

At this time, Yan Xing's lazy and deep voice sounded in his ears: "Don't move around in the morning."

"..."

Bi He suddenly felt an electric current flow through his body, his blushing ears moved slightly twice, and he lay on the bed like a statue, motionless.

I really dare not move.

Half an hour later, Yan Xing let go of him, got up and got dressed: "How did you take a shower last night?"

"Just... I just washed it myself."

"Well, it's no wonder that some of the wounds are filled with water. I'll wash them for you these few days."

"! I will pay attention."

"I'm not at ease." He put on his clothes and walked in front of him, "Come on, I'll apply the medicine for you first, and I'm going to the company later."

Bi He originally wanted to refuse, but it was really inconvenient to apply the medicine by himself last night.

Anyway, it wasn't the first time I wiped it, so I simply sat up and waited for Yan Xing to "serve" him.

After applying the medicine, Bi He continued to lie down and sleep.Yan Xing gave him a kiss, touched his flushed face and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law Zhang will come today, tell her what you like to eat. I'll go to the company, don't turn off the lights in the living room at night, wait for me when I come back. "

"Sister-in-law Zhang?" Bi He blushed again when he heard that, and muttered in a low voice, "That's so embarrassing."

"She knows the situation." After Yan Xing finished speaking, he rubbed Bi He's hair and walked out.

Not long after Yan walked, Bi He got up and picked out a casual outfit from the closet, washed up and went downstairs.

Seeing him coming down, Aunt Zhang greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Bi got up so early. Breakfast is ready, you sit down first, and I'll bring it to you right away."

Bi He smiled embarrassingly: "Thank you."

After a while, Mrs. Zhang came out with shredded chicken porridge, and Bihe was hungry after smelling it. It was okay to drink porridge for his hand injury.

Mrs. Zhang didn't bother him to eat breakfast, and went to work elsewhere.

When he finished eating and was about to clean up the dishes, he hurried over and asked her to come. Except at home, Bi He had never been taken care of like this before, so he was very uncomfortable.

I can only use a smile to resolve the embarrassment.

Mrs. Zhang left automatically after cleaning up so as not to disturb Bi He's rest. Bi He was bored and had to go upstairs to continue sleeping.

When it's time for dinner, Mrs. Zhang will go upstairs and knock on the door.

Bi He had the illusion that he had become a wealthy lady.

For three days in a row, Bi He didn't go out.

Mrs. Zhang cooks various delicious food for him in different ways every day.

He eats and sleeps at home during the day, and continues to eat after sleeping.

Just like feeding pigs.

Except for Mrs. Zhang, he didn't talk to anyone else.

Moreover, he was also very embarrassed to chat with Mrs. Zhang.

How embarrassing!

During the period, Bi He asked if he could let Chunzi come, and Yan Xing agreed.

But Chunzi never came.

Reason: busy signing into the new company.

I have nothing to do, I can only watch TV and dawdle.

At the same time, he saw Chen Bei's entertainment news, and the matter between Chen Bei and Zhou Lei was widely exposed.

Former lovers turned against each other and hurt each other.

Zhou Lei was killed by Chen Bei, and Chen Bei's legs were crippled and he was sent to prison in a wheelchair without a term.

Seeing this, Bi He took a deep breath.

Such a crazy boss, fortunately he escaped!

The news of Chen Bei's acquisition of Bihe Company has now been made public, and various public relations documents of the company have been issued frequently.

He was treated like that by the company before, but Bihe doesn't want to deal with it now.

But the strange thing is that I didn't see any news from Xu Tang.

Bi He didn't have a mobile phone, so he wanted to borrow it from Yan Xing, but he thought that Yan Xing didn't like him interacting with Xu Tang very much.And recently, Yan Xing left early and returned late, so he decided not to make him angry.

It's better to recuperate well, and contact me after going out.

In the past few days, every time Yan Xing came back, he hugged and kissed him first, and then took him to bathe him and apply medicine.

Bi He was reluctant at first.

But Yan Xing was as thick-skinned as a city wall.

He took advantage and ran away, Bihe had no place to vent his anger.

Yan Xing seemed to grasp this point of him, and tried repeatedly.

At night, Bi He always dreamed of being in the apartment, and when he woke up in the morning, he would find that Yan Xing had slipped into bed at some point, sleeping next to him, hugging him tightly.

Sometimes he woke up suddenly in the middle of the night and found someone lying beside him when he opened his eyes, which gave him great psychological comfort.

Bi He felt that he was almost getting used to this kind of intimacy.

On the fifth day in the villa, the wounds on Bi He's body had scabbed over.

Eleven at night.

The living room was brightly lit, and Bi He was lying on the sofa watching a singing variety show while eating snacks insipidly.

From time to time, he glanced at the clock on the wall.

It has already shown eleven o'clock, and Yan Xing has not returned yet.

What are you doing out there?

He didn't even make a phone call. Although he didn't have a mobile phone, he still had a landline!

The ethereal voice of a female singer drew his attention.

"I who look at you, you who look at me"

"I miss you, I miss you"

"Who is waiting for you, who are you waiting for; who is waiting for me, who am I waiting for"

……

The last few repeated lines of the lyrics "Who is waiting for you, who are you waiting for" made Bi He get goosebumps all over his body.

The singing was so good that Bi He unconsciously hummed along.

After humming a few words, there was a sudden "click" in his heart, and Bi He was shocked.

What is he doing in the living room at this time?

Waiting for Yan Xing to come back?

Bi He was taken aback by the thoughts in his head, hurriedly got up and turned off the TV, and the potato chips on his body immediately spilled all over the floor.

While he was cleaning up the mess, the door opened.

Yan Xing is back!

[The author has something to say:

The song is excerpted from "Who", singer: Xie Yuxin.

Blow the gongs and drums, get ready! ! !

Yan Xing (touching his chin): Which postures should I think about?

Bi He (blushing): ...

Yan Xing (smirk): How many times?

Bi He (not daring to speak): ...

Ah Wu (relieved): Don't worry, you are still injured.

(Bless the trial! Bless the trial! Bless the trial!)