My nemesis always wants to carry me home

It's not that Jiang Feng'an didn't hear Yan Xuan's muttering, he turned his back on Yan Xuan and leaned against the door behind the door with a slight smile on his mouth, his heart was itchy as if a feather had been brushed against it.

There is a door between him and the person he never forgets in his heart, as long as he opens that door, Yan Xuan will appear in front of his eyes.

Jiang Fengan laughed out of nowhere, walked into the bathroom, and put the mobile phone he brought in on the sink.

As soon as the water was turned on, the cell phone on the sink started to ring. Jiang Feng'an didn't pay attention to it at first, but the phone didn't seem to have any intention of stopping the ringing. Even Yan Xuan outside the door heard it.

"Jiang Feng'an! Your phone is ringing!"

"Jiang Feng'an!"

"I see."

Jiang Feng'an's response was too low, Yan Xuan couldn't hear clearly, so he could only knock on the door twice, and said: "What are you talking about, did you turn off the water, I can't hear you."

Hearing this, Jiang Fengan turned off the water calmly, wrapped a bath towel casually, opened the bathroom door and stepped out with bare feet. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Yan Xuan standing in front of the door. Wetting himself a little, the water droplets that hadn't been wiped off in time flowed down the skin, and flowed unsteadily in front of Yan Xuan.

Yan Xuan turned his face away, avoiding Jiang Fengan's gaze, "You just answered me in a low voice, I didn't hear you." After finishing speaking, he pulled on his slippers and walked quickly The speed disappeared in front of Jiang Fengan.

The current Jiang Feng'an is like a wolf who has tasted blood for the first time. He knows the taste by eating the marrow, and he is deeply addicted to it——

After Yan Xuan closed the study door, Jiang Fengan turned around and went back to the washstand, and called back the caller, "What can I do for you?"

The other side smiled maliciously, "Did I... bother you just now?"

Jiang Fengan hung the towel around his neck casually, and slowly wiped the water droplets on his hair with one hand. If it weren't for the blood relationship, he would have sent this potential rival away long ago. Without a good tone, he asked directly, "When are you leaving?"

"Are you so eager to drive me away now?" Jiang Fengyu teased, "It's not like I won't come back."

"I'll take care of everything before you come back."

Jiang Fengyu smiled when he heard the words, there is nothing that Jiang Fengan has to do, Yan Xuan is his easy prey, after being raised for many years, now he will hold the prey tightly in his hands, "Some I still have to explain to you, Yan Xuan... doesn't like people who deceive him. "

Jiang Fengan was silent.

"Have you packed your luggage?"

"Even if I haven't packed my luggage, I still have to communicate with you."

"I'm wondering why Yan Xuan has liked you for so many years?"

"I'm also very surprised, why hasn't Yan Xuan noticed your intentions after so many years?" Then Jiang Fengyu said leisurely, "Maybe it's because someone hides too deeply."

"You're really boring." Jiang Fengan hung up the phone before Jiang Fengyu could speak.

……

The room fell into a long emptiness. Jiang Fengan sat silently by the bed, still clutching the phone tightly in his hand. The black screen reflected the lonely floor. When the long silence swept over, Jiang Fengan couldn't bear it. I shuddered.

Yan Xuan sat in the study and looked at those troublesome documents. These were all tasks that he had pushed until the next day, but the visual impact just now was too strong. Clean up the clutter.

Sure enough, she has been single for too long, and even seeing a deadly rival is pretty.

Yan Xuan quickly put aside the thoughts that had been bothering him just now, and began to process the documents seriously. He didn't even notice when Jiang Fengan approached, but his steps were very light. He put a glass of milk by his hand and whispered good night before leaving.

Yan Xuan looked up and saw the moment he closed the door.

If the tips of his ears hadn't been smudged red by the good night, Yan Xuan might think that everything just now was just an illusion after overwork.

The milk in his hand was still steaming, Yan Xuan took a sip, his stomach was warm, at this time he had a new idea.

Unexpectedly, before Yan Xuan said it, Jiang Feng'an did it first.

The next morning, when Yan Xuan got up together, he saw Jiang Feng'an wearing an apron, making breakfast in the kitchen that he had never used before, and his mind suddenly went blank, "You...you are?"

"Breakfast is ready, let's eat together after washing up."

So Yan Xuan told Jiang Feng'an what he thought in his heart, "You can't live here for nothing. If you can, you can take on some housework in your spare time. You don't need to do too much. It's good like today .”

Yan Xuan took a look at Jiang Feng'an, tapped his fingers on the table, and waited for his reply.

"it is good."

"Then it's settled. I'll go to Jiaqiang with me in a while. You can visit Jiaqiang's internal environment first. If you think you can, you can consider signing a contract with Jiaqiang." Yan Xuan looked business-like, facing Jiang Feng An seemed to be facing an artist who was recruiting.

Jiang Feng'an laughed, "Okay."

"How did you survive in the murky waters of the entertainment industry with such a stuffy personality?" Yan Xuan looked up at Jiang Feng'an, and asked seriously.

"The entertainment industry is also divided into shallow water and deep water. Some minefields can be easily survived without touching them." After Jiang Feng'an answered his question, he stood up and put all the things on the table together.

"Can the dishes and chopsticks be washed after I come back?"

Yan Xuan was puzzled: "What's the point of asking, if you don't want to wash it, the aunt will come to clean it every Wednesday, or there is a dishwasher, I have never used it, just read the instruction manual before using it."

Jiang Feng'an smiled after Yan Xuan turned his head, "I see."

……

Xiao Wang came to the underground parking lot of the boss’s community at nine o’clock in the morning. He dozed off with a tired face. When he looked up, he saw the boss coming out of the elevator and getting into the car with an indifferent face. follow a person.

"Mr. Jiang?"

Yan Xuan said that he had nothing to explain to Xiao Wang, and let him drive directly, "Let's go to the company first."

"Is Mr. Jiang living in our boss's house now?"

Yan Xuan leaned back on the seat, closed his eyes and meditated, before Jiang Fengan could speak, he said leisurely, "Excuse me."

Xiao Wang was the first to inform Yan Xuan of Jiang Feng'an's expulsion from Jiang's house before. Xiao Wang naturally knew what happened, but when he saw the person who didn't match his character sitting calmly behind him, Xiao Wang always felt a little bit perturbed.

"Mr. Jiang, have you had breakfast? I'll bring one for you when I bring it for the boss later."

"No, we've already eaten."

"Okay." Xiao Wang stared at the rearview mirror with wide eyes, "Boss has eaten too?"

As far as he knows, Yan Xuan's mouth is not ordinary. After so many years, he only eats a few nearby restaurants, and he is used to eating breakfast. The family hasn't changed it for several years. Xiao Wang swallowed it. "Mr. Jiang, what did you eat today? I'll change the taste for the boss later."

Jiang Feng'an looked cold, "I made the breakfast."

Xiao Wang was finally stimulated early in the morning, the world seemed to have changed suddenly.

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