Conquer the world with the system!

After the Golden Film Awards, the crew of "General Zhuang Yi" was treated by director Fang Zheyan and had a celebration banquet at the revolving restaurant on the top floor of the Jinbi Building.

Today, the crew of "General Zhuang Yi" can be said to have won a big victory - Best Screenplay, Best Supporting Actor, Best Actor, Best Director, and Best Picture - all of these heavyweight awards Get it and become the biggest winner of this year's Golden Film Awards.

The celebration banquet was nothing more than drinking and clinking glasses together, and congratulating the winners. However, because the Golden Movie Awards ended late, it was already eleven o'clock when the celebration banquet was over.

"Let's go for a walk together!" Mo Zhaoyuan took Wen Qiche's hand without refusal, and led him to the stairwell.

"Eh? Stairs?!" Wen Qiche was a little reluctant, "This is the 21st floor!"

Wen Qiche's unwilling voice disappeared through the closed door in the stairwell.

"Miss Rosa." Wen Qiche's manager, Gu Ning'an, had a formulaic smile on his face, "Please restrain Eric a little bit! His American enthusiasm seems a little strange in China." Especially, they have to cooperate for a while A gay porn... Gu Ning'an can imagine what the media will say then.

"I can't restrain Eric." Lin Meimei smiled helplessly, "Master Mo is not someone who can listen to my words!"

Gu Ning'an's eyes flickered slightly.

"If possible, Mr. Gu can tell Mr. Wen about it." Lin Meimei is a typical villain who complained first, "Eric didn't know that this kind of behavior was unacceptable, but Mr. Wen should know." The implication is, This is the question of your Wen Qiche.

Gu Ning'an was almost speechless by this woman's strong words.

And Wen Qiche, who was dragged up the stairs by Mo Zhaoyuan, was listening to Mo Zhaoyuan's speech.

"Qi Che, why don't you try to confess to me first?" Mo Zhaoyuan asked, "So as not to ng too many times when shooting."

"It won't be ng many times." Wen Qiche said in a low voice.

"Why?" Mo Zhaoyuan raised his eyebrows, "So confident in your acting skills?"

"..." Wen Qiche didn't speak.

Just when he reached the floor, Mo Zhaoyuan looked up and saw that it was already the eleventh floor.

Mo Zhaoyuan reached out and stroked Wen Qiche's hair.

"Why...?" Wen Qiche's pupils narrowed slightly, and a look that Mo Zhaoyuan couldn't understand flashed in his eyes.

"It's a little dirty." Mo Zhaoyuan looked natural, and raised his hand to trim Wen Qiche's hair, "It's all right."

Wen Qiche showed a faint smile.

"I like you." He said these four words in a low voice, but very seriously.

The moment Mo Zhaoyuan heard "I like you", his heart skipped a beat.

"Xiaoyuan, be more rational." The voice of cn170 rang in his head, pulling back Mo Zhaoyuan who was in a daze.

That's right, this is probably Wen Qiche's reply to what he said before, "Should you try to confess to me first?"...

Mo Zhaoyuan had no expression on his face, he stared at Wen Qiche for a long time, and then slowly said: "Let me think about it."

Wen Qiche's face was a little red, I don't know if it was because of drinking before or something else.

Mo Zhaoyuan pursed his lips, and took a somewhat unsteady step forward.

Wen Qiche's lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something——

Mo Zhaoyuan leaned forward and gently kissed Wen Qiche's lips.

Gently, just a kiss on the surface.

Mo Zhaoyuan closed his eyes slightly, and slowly reached out to hug Wen Qiche's back.

Wen Qiche's pupils suddenly widened, and then he blinked, his thick and long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Mo Zhaoyuan's lips were still pressed against Wen Qiche, and he did not leave.

In fact, at the moment when he kissed Wen Qiche, Mo Zhaoyuan suddenly felt a little... how to put it, whether it is sentimental or nostalgic, the emotion quickly dispelled the rationality and occupied the brain.

Mo Zhaoyuan recalled the young boy in the first world, who slowly grew into a man who could be relied on; the man in the second world who had a slightly vicious tongue but was full of him.

Mo Zhaoyuan recalled, when he was dying in the last world, he vaguely heard the sound of "Zhaoyuan——".

And the actor in front of him who always has a gentle smile.

Mo Zhaoyuan felt that they were the same, they were both Wen Qiche.

The only difference is that this Wen Qiche has no memories of the other Wen Qiche.

Mo Zhaoyuan let go slightly, before Wen Qiche could say what he wanted to say, he leaned forward and kissed him again.

This kiss was more passionate than the previous one, and Mo Zhaoyuan rubbed against Wen Qiche's lips with tenderness.

Wen Qiche frowned slightly, he rested one hand on Mo Zhaoyuan's shoulder, and stroked Mo Zhaoyuan's back with the other, he seemed to push back with one hand, and embraced with the other.

"Xiaoyuan!" The voice of cn170 sounded, "What are you doing!"

Mo Zhaoyuan raised his hand, pulled Wen Qiche's hand on his shoulder to his back, then wrapped his arms around Wen Qiche's neck, and pulled him closer.

"Xiaoyuan!" cn170 persistently shouted.

"He really exists!" Mo Zhaoyuan talked to cn170 in his heart, "Luo Zike, and Wen Qiche, they all really exist!"

"What are you talking about?" cn170's voice lowered.

"No, it doesn't matter whether it's real or not." Mo Zhaoyuan said softly, "I don't care that much yet."

cn170 didn't understand what Mo Zhaoyuan meant.

To be honest, he had never understood Mo Zhaoyuan.

"Qiche." Mo Zhaoyuan moved his lips and pressed Wen Qiche's forehead, he looked seriously at Wen Qiche's amber eyes, and his voice was gentle.

"Eric, you..." Wen Qiche frowned, the emotions in his eyes were confused.

The man in front of him has a pair of light brown pupils that are slightly golden in the sun, and they have been cold and unable to reflect any reflections—although he usually wears black pupils, Wen Qiche has seen them before. The appearance of Mo Zhaoyuan taking off the slices.

He could almost imagine the real golden-brown pupils of the other party through the black lenses.

Is there any figure of myself in there...

"My name is Mo Zhaoyuan." Mo Zhaoyuan said seriously, he took Wen Qiche's hand and wrote "Mo Zhaoyuan" on his hand.

Wen Qiche couldn't help shrinking his hand as he moved his fingers on the palm of his hand, but Mo Zhaoyuan forcefully pulled him back and continued to draw.

"Mo Zhaoyuan..." Wen Qiche murmured Mo Zhaoyuan's name.

"Qiche." After Mo Zhaoyuan finished writing his name, he didn't let go of Wen Qiche's hand, but took advantage of the situation, "I think I like you." He spoke very seriously, one sentence at a time, slowly, and paused distinct.

"Will you," he tightened his grip on Wen Qiche's hand, "with me?"

Wen Qiche's lips moved, but he couldn't say the words of direct rejection.

In fact, he and Mo Zhaoyuan haven't known each other for a long time - from "General Zhuang Yi" to now, it's only been about ten months.But—for some reason, Wen Qiche has always had a natural affection for Mo Zhaoyuan.

That kind of feeling that seems to be very familiar with each other, as if they are the closest people to each other...

Wen Qiche didn't know why, he could be sure that he had never met Mo Zhaoyuan before.

And until today, he didn't even know that Mo Zhaoyuan's name was "Mo Zhaoyuan".Because Mo Zhaoyuan is a Chinese-American, Wen Qiche, like everyone else, always thought that "eric·mo" was his real name.

did not expect......

"Qi Che." Mo Zhaoyuan looked at the other party firmly.

Wen Qiche closed his eyes, trying to suppress the emotions in his heart.

"Mo Zhaoyuan." His voice sounded calm and indifferent, "Sorry, I'm not gay."

"I'm not either." Mo Zhaoyuan's voice was so natural that he seemed to be speaking the truth, "It's just that the person I happened to meet was you."

Before binding to the cn170 system, Mo Zhaoyuan never thought that he would be with someone—whether it was a man or a woman.

His original plan was actually to be a surrogate, to find a woman to give birth to an heir.

He didn't intend to give the title of "Mrs. Mo" to any woman.

And men, let alone.

Before it was bound to cn170, the word "homosexuality" in Mo Zhaoyuan's cognition was just which countries' laws allowed marriage, which countries did not allow it, and which countries' homosexuals committed suicide for their rights.

In the first world, he pursued Luo Zike, but he was not sincere; he chose to be with Wen Qiche, and it was nothing more than the accident that happened that night that made the mission completion rate rise to 85% again.

As for the second world, although I don't remember it, according to Wen Qiche's diary, it was Wen Qiche who confessed his love first.In other words, the self in the second world did not take the initiative to do anything to increase the favorability.

When it comes to the world of punishment, Mo Zhaoyuan only thinks about the necessary task of "becoming a movie star". As for the basic task, it is nothing more than "find a man to be with when the time comes".After meeting Wen Qiche, I wondered if I should just continue being with Wen Qiche.

Anyway, I don't dislike Wen Qiche's character.

Wen Qiche in each world may have slightly different personalities, but in general they are still the same.

Mo Zhaoyuan, on the other hand, thinks this kind of personality is quite good.

"Mo Zhaoyuan, to be honest, we've only known each other for less than a year," Wen Qiche shook his head, "We don't even know each other well, what you're talking about now..."

Mo Zhaoyuan kissed Wen Qiche's lips again like a swindler, touched them lightly, and the kiss was ready to part, but interrupted all the words Wen Qiche wanted to say next.

"What are you hesitating for?" Mo Zhaoyuan had a slight smile in his eyes, "It's obvious that your heart is beating so fast, isn't it?"

The ambiguous atmosphere around cannot be created by Mo Zhaoyuan alone.

Wen Qiche's current behavior, to be clear, is to refuse and welcome.I clearly wanted to agree in my heart, but my reason weaved one reason after another to refuse.

Mo Zhaoyuan stretched out his hand to hold Wen Qiche's heart: "Listen."

Wen Qiche's face became hot again.

"Mo Zhaoyuan." He lowered his head, his voice was soft but powerful, "Are you serious?"

Wen Qiche has a crush on Mo Zhaoyuan - likes, maybe even love, although this kind of feeling is quite inexplicable, but Wen Qiche is not a person who wants to be together as long as he likes it.

Especially since he is a member of the entertainment industry. As a star, any little detail in life will be infinitely magnified, let alone this kind of... homosexuality.

"I'm serious." Mo Zhaoyuan nodded.

"You obviously don't have that kind of liking for Qi Che, why do you want to be with him?" cn170 didn't understand Mo Zhaoyuan's thoughts at all, and asked in his mind, "I can feel that you are serious ,but why?!"

"It doesn't matter if I like it or not." Mo Zhaoyuan replied, "My liking for him, although not the so-called liking of love, is enough." Enough for him to want to be with Wen Qiche for a long time.

Mo Zhaoyuan's view of feelings - if there is such a thing - is not a fiery love, but a suitable personality.It's like the two poles of yin and yang and eight trigrams can just blend into a circle.

"If we were together and were discovered by the media..." Wen Qiche asked, "Will you hide it?"

This is actually another question, will Mo Zhaoyuan choose to have a secret relationship.

"No." Mo Zhaoyuan shook his head, and said with a gentle face, "If we are really found out, we will make our relationship public, and then return to the United States to marry me."

Wen Qiche finally smiled, a shallow and gentle smile, but very attractive: "Okay."