Don't take the milk attack inappropriately

Messy clothes were scattered on the bedroom floor, the bed sheet was dragged to reveal the white cushion underneath, the quilt was piled up on the white waist in a mess, Jiang Yan was leaning on the head of the bed, with Shang Tong's slightly hot face under his palm, fingers Gently rubbed the villain's jaw.

Just two hours ago, Jiang Yan couldn't resist Shang Tong's confession, nor could he resist the teasing of the villain in his arms, he...

He actually slept with his artist.

Jiang Yan decided to go downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes, saying that smoking afterwards can calm people down quickly, and he urgently needs this method now.

The movement of lifting the quilt woke up the villain beside him, Shang Tong opened his eyes sleepily, his eyes were swollen from crying, and his voice was hoarse, "Brother."

"I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes, you continue to sleep." Jiang Yan said in embarrassment when he was caught fleeing on the spot.

Shang Tong frowned and slowly turned over, stretched out his hand to open the bedside table, and handed the lighter and a box of opened cigarette cases to Jiang Yan.

"You smoke?" Jiang Yan was a little surprised. He had never seen Shang Tong have such a habit, and Shang Tong didn't look like he could smoke.

Shang Tong got up on the bed, leaned against the head of the bed, took out the cigarette with jerky movements, and put it in his mouth, "I want to rely on the smoke to make me look more decadent, and then make you soft-hearted."

Accompanied by a sneer, "But I can't smoke, it's too choking."

Shang Tong lowered his eyes and twirled the lighter between his fingers, "Brother Jiang, I did it on purpose, so you don't have to feel responsible for me, and don't make things difficult for yourself."

"Just treat it as a friendly friendship, and we are still in the same relationship after one night."

Shang Tong's non-stickiness should have made Jiang Yan feel relieved, but Jiang Yan felt angry in his heart, and this relationship was wiped out by the touch of his upper and lower lips?

So what was it that I was struggling with for a long time just now?

Jiang Yan didn't speak, took the cigarette, put it in his mouth skillfully, but kept it in his mouth and didn't smoke it.

In the workplace, loose cigarettes and accepting other people's cigarettes are also a way of communication. Jiang Yan can smoke, but he is not addicted. It is okay to deal with one or two occasionally.

The jaw line became clear with the movement, and the lines were smooth and natural. The sun from the balcony shone in through the gaps in the curtains that were not tightly drawn, and hit Jiang Yan's tall nose bridge, coating it with a halo.

Jiang Yan could feel Shang Tong looking at him, so he tried hard to restrain his expression.

The little man next to him knelt up and lit a cigarette for Jiang Yan. There was a small shadow under the slender and thick eyelashes, and his moist lips opened and closed.

"Brother Jiang, I'm fine, you don't have to think about me, just treat me as an exchange of my body for resources, treat me better in the future, just don't avoid me."

Jiang Yan cursed inwardly, Shang Tong could always accurately hit his anger point, he suddenly turned over and pressed Shang Tong on the bed, squeezed his chin and gave him the smoke from his mouth.

Shang Tong only struggled a bit at first, but after he realized it, he accepted it obediently, until he couldn't bear it anymore, pushed him away against Jiang Yan's shoulder, turned his face to the side and coughed violently, his whole neck and face were red .

"To such an extent that you despise yourself?" Jiang Yan grabbed Shang Tong's arm and forced him to look at him.

Shang Tong's coughing tears filled his eyes. He pushed Jiang Yan not to be seen, and touched the wound on his back. He gasped for air and remained silent.

"It hurts?" Jiang Yan quickly let go of Shang Tong, and the arrogance just disappeared instantly, leaving only worry and self-blame.

"Brother." Shang Tong called softly, tentatively stretched out his arms to wrap around Jiang Yan's waist, and said in his ear, "I was wrong, I want you to be responsible for me."

The two finally decided to hide their relationship for the time being, leaving aside the factors of the general environment. As a public figure, Shang Tong has a boyfriend, which is still a bit sensitive.

In the second half of the year, Shang Tong was still running the film crew, while Jiang Yan was dealing with emergencies at hand day after day. The happiest thing for the two of them was the phone call before going to bed.

Usually it was Shang Tong who called him, because Jiang Yan didn't know the filming progress of the crew.

Sometimes Jiang Yan was so tired that he fell asleep, but the moment the phone rang, he got up and connected.

Shang Tong also knew that being too late would delay Jiang Yan's rest, but he just couldn't help it. He couldn't get in touch with Jiang Yan anymore. If he cut off the phone contact every night, he might think Jiang Yan and go crazy.

"How's your day today?" Jiang Yan turned on the hands-free phone and placed it next to the pillow, his voice was low and hoarse, full of tiredness.

And Shang Tong is not much better, he has to wear a wig every day, the glue that sticks the wig makes his hairline allergy, and his scalp is stuffy in the airtight cover, it is conceivable that he is uncomfortable .

Shang Tong was exhausted all over the scene today. All kinds of running and emotional outbursts made him a little confused about his true emotions outside the scene, so he wanted to find Jiang Yan, and listened to Jiang Yan's voice to let him bring Play by yourself.

"Not good." Shang Tong said.

Every time Jiang Yan asked this question, he would get this kind of answer, Jiang Yan chuckled lightly, "Since it's not good, will it be better if I go to see you next week?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and a weak and uncertain voice sounded, "Really?"

"Well, go and deal with something, and then I'll see you." Jiang Yan got up, turned on the computer on the bedside, and began to read half of the contract inside.

The two chatted for a while, Zuo was nothing but what he had eaten, what happened to the actor or director, Shang Tong slowly narrated, and Jiang Yan was listening quietly at the other end, silently handling the work at hand.

Shang Tong on the other end of the phone heard the sound of the keyboard, and suddenly said, "Brother, I'll save money, and then we'll stay together, okay?"

"Okay." Jiang Yan replied casually. He felt that what Shang Tong wanted was to imagine a bright future with him, and how to create it was his own business. Shang Tong was only responsible for running towards the goal.

Miao Fu can be regarded as a traffic niche now, with his own efforts and Jiang Yan's plan, his fame and status are growing visible to the naked eye.

What Jiang Yan went to handle this time was to follow Miao Fu to the press conference.

The assistant could have followed the press conference, and there was no need for a big manager like Jiang Yan to go, but after Jiang Yan saw the location, he thought of saying that he missed his villain on the phone every night, so he pretended to help his own.

Jiang Yan followed Miao Fu to attend events more than once. Miao Fu was not like some entertainers who don't know how powerful they are when they become popular. He still remained humble and polite.

This is what makes Jiang Yan admire him the most. It seems that his reputation and status have nothing to do with him. He just wants to do a good job in the immediate matter.

The organizer of this event also invited another brand spokesperson, Lin Zhehan.

Lin Zhehan took advantage of the talent show to become popular and took the opportunity to accept a lot of endorsements. Unfortunately, he seems to have a cold physique. No matter how much marketing or hard work, the ending is not satisfactory.

But when Jiang Yan saw him in person today, he felt that Lin Zhehan seemed to be quite satisfied with his current situation, and he didn't frown.

Seeing that Jiang Yan was still the same, Lin Zhehan came over to take a bite of Brother Jiang's. He and Miao Fu were also familiar. Even though the two hadn't seen each other for a long time, their original friendship was still there, and they soon became acquainted.

The press conference also cooperated very tacitly and was a complete success.

After the event, Lin Zhehan contacted Jiang Yan and Miao Fu in private, and wanted to invite them to dinner. Miao Fu didn't care, but Jiang Yan agreed that Shang Tong would visit the crew, but declined.

Probably because Lin Zhehan had rejected Lin Zhehan many times, this time he was extremely firm and insisted on Jiang Yan telling the reason.

Finally, under Lin Zhehan's strong invitation, Jiang Yan called Shang Tong.

Knowing that Jiang Yan was coming today, Shang Tong specially greeted the director and staggered the filming for one day, freeing up the afternoon and evening time, waiting to meet Jiang Yan.

"Brother, are you here yet?" Shang Tong said cheerfully.

Jiang Yan silently walked to a corner where no one was around, and said apologetically, "I took Miao Fu to the press conference and met Lin Zhehan. He wanted to invite us to dinner, but he refused too many times. This..."

Shang Tong interrupted Jiang Yan, "Brother, can't you come?"

"I want to say, do you want to come together? If you're not tired." Jiang Yan said.

The place to eat is still a very private club, Miao Fu and Lin Zhehan go first, and Jiang Yan drives to take Shang Tong.

After Shang Tong opened the car door, he jumped at Jiang Yan, the co-pilot. Fortunately, Jiang Yan quickly pushed him back to the co-pilot, and said in a low voice, "The sun film is not good, and I will be photographed."

Upon hearing this, Shang Tong stopped his movements, and sat back in his seat rather angry, propped his head and said slowly, "Brother, why didn't you tell me that you brought Miao Fu here?"

"Do you mind?" Jiang Yan started the car, glanced at the villain beside him, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Shang Tong turned his head, looked out of the window without saying a word, and only left Jiang Yan with the back of his head. Just looking at this look, he knew that the villain was angry.

The car drove into the basement, and the inside of the car was instantly enveloped in darkness. Jiang Yan pulled over and stopped, wrapped his arms around Shang Tong's shoulder, and kissed the base of his ear. The villain's ear was flushed with naked eyes.

"Angry?" Jiang Yan imitated Shang Tong's tone of voice to him when he was acting like a baby, and said tiredly, "Good Shang Tong, just forgive me, I want to see you so much that I want to die, don't you believe you can touch my chest?" While speaking, he was about to grab Shang Tong's hand and put it towards his chest.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yan would be like this, Shang Tong was surprised and at the same time with unconcealable joy, turned around, held Jiang Yan's face pretending to be proud, and licked his lips, "Well, forgive me is you."

There are still people waiting, and the two of them dare not delay for too long.

The food has already been served, and we can eat there directly. Lin Zhehan is a good at adjusting the atmosphere, and Shang Tong was calmed down by Jiang Yan, and his aura of not being close to strangers has subsided a lot, and the meal can be regarded as harmonious.

"Brother Jiang, this is the wine I got from abroad. It tastes smooth, and I brought it here for you to taste." The wine in Lin Zhehan's hand was worth a lot just by looking at the packaging, and he walked over to put it in Jiang Yan's hip flask. full.

Jiang Yan planned to ask Shang Tong to do serious things tonight, if he drank too much, Shang Tong didn't know how to get angry, and before he refused, Miao Fu took the first step to cover Jiang Yan's cup with his hand, stopping Lin Zhehan The act of pouring wine.

Seriously explained to Lin Zhehan, "Brother Jiang can't drink, he has a stomach problem."

Snapped!

The villain beside him suddenly put down his chopsticks, and the wooden chopsticks collided with the ceramic bowl, making a crisp sound, which attracted the attention of everyone in the box.

As if he didn't notice, Shang Tong glanced at Jiang Yan lightly, and his eyes fell on the plate in front of him, "I'm full, I'll go first."

Without looking at the others, he got up and left.

Jiang Yan thought to himself, it's over, it's really hard to coax this time.