Dodder is super attractive [entertainment circle]

When Xu Yan was wrestling with Ling Qianye, he suddenly saw Ling Qianye being kicked heavily in the face.

He immediately looked at the person who had been quiet before, and Fu Cicheng met his gaze.

Then he retracted and looked down at the kicked person who didn't move, and made another kick.

Ling Qianye was a little dizzy at first, but after another severe injury to his brain, he lost his strength in his hands, and finally stopped holding on to the person.

Fu Cicheng and Xu Yan seized this opportunity and started to go upstream, while Ling Qianye remained where he was.

The moment Xu Yan raised his head from the water, Xu Yan felt alive.

He wiped his hair, gasped for breath, and then let Fu Cicheng take his hand and lead him to the shore.

Finally, when they were all paralyzed on the beach, Xu Yan felt that he didn't even have the strength to move his fingertips. He looked at the vast sky, and his eyes were empty, giving himself room to rest.

When he was finally able to speak, he said: "Ling Qianye is dead, shouldn't he be saved?"

Fu Cicheng's voice was also a little dry, he sat up and said: "He didn't want to live, he couldn't be saved."

What Fu Cicheng said was correct, Ling Qianye just hoped that one more person would die, if he really wanted to save him, he would only lose his life in vain.

The other party was originally that kind of paranoid and self-willed character, and his mind was not sober after taking powder, so he couldn't be rescued at all.

Xu Yan was silent now. He closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep, but in fact he didn't.

"Aren't you afraid of water? Why do you jump into the sea? If you are not careful, you will lose your life."

At this time, Xu Yan felt that Fu Cicheng talked a lot, and they were all questions he wanted to avoid, "I don't know."

But Fu Cicheng will not let him go easily...

When Xu Yan opened his eyes again, Fu Cicheng took over all the pictures he could see. The other party's hands and forearms were propped on both sides of his head, and his sharp eyes were full of softness that was completely opposite to usual.

The tip of Fu Cicheng's nose gradually touched Xu Yan's, and the distance between the two was very close, so Xu Yan could hear Fu Cicheng's whispers clearly.

That voice was hoarse and sexy—"You already feel that my life is more important than anything else."

Fu Cicheng used affirmative sentences, as if drawing conclusions.

It was hard for Xu Yan to refute. If he jumped down to save people without hesitation, it could be said that he had a sense of justice in his head.

But after experiencing intense inner choices and finally making a decision, this is rational, at least he knows what he is doing for.

I know very well.

Xu Yan's phoenix pupils were gradually stained with a smile, and he suddenly realized that sometimes he should follow his heart.

He reached out to wrap his arms around Fu Cicheng's neck, pressed him down, and kissed him on the lips.

After a moment of astonishment, Fu Cicheng regained the initiative.

The sunset by the sea was beautiful, the orange afterglow sprinkled on the two of them, and the seagulls circling in the sky seemed to be dancing for their love, watching them from afar after finishing the circle, or combing their feathers for their companions.

Three years later.

The Oscars ceremony was full of stars, but all eyes were on a handsome Asian face on the stage.

He was neatly dressed, his demeanor became calmer after time, and his phoenix eyes were full of confidence.

His gestures and gestures are extraordinary, and he can calmly face the host's ridicule, and he is also fluent in the award speech, without rushing or rushing.

This time, he didn't miss the Best Actor award, and what he was holding in his hand was the best actor trophy.

At the end of his speech, he said the last sentence.

"For such a long time, I am very grateful to Mr. Fu. His silent support and companionship have given me great encouragement. I love him."

He smiled and announced the relationship between the two to the world, without any shyness.This is nothing, soon he will hold a wedding with Fu Cicheng, a grand wedding, now it's just a preview.

This is called work □ □ love both.

Although the people in the audience didn't know who Mr. Fu was, at least they knew that this was a man, but they still gave warm applause.

In Fu Cicheng's eyes in the dark, only Xu Yan who was shining on the stage was left. He straightened his cuffs, and when he lowered his eyes, his eyes were full of smiles.

It took me half an hour to tidy up. It was obvious that my thoughts were immersed in other places, and I didn't know what I was doing.

A month later, they held their wedding as scheduled, with many people invited, and it was lively.

Gao Ying looked at Xu Yan, very satisfied with Fu Cicheng's future lover, and smiled from ear to ear the whole time.

The people from Heqing Haiyan's studio also came, all of them are foodies, and they enjoyed eating to their heart's content.Only He Dong ate slightly less. He looked at the upright Fu Cicheng, and never thought that his brother Yan would marry him.

But in any case, he is also supportive.

Holding a glass of champagne, Bai Tu clinked glasses with Bai Chuan beside him. Seeing that the always gentle Bai Chuan had a strange expression, he wondered, "Brother, why are you smiling so fake? What happened? Are you unhappy?"

Bai Chuan took a sip of his wine, shook his head, and put away his forced, formulaic smile.

"That's good. Look at how many years you've been single. It's time to find a partner like Brother Yan. How happy they are." Bai Tu was a little emotional when he spoke, and it's easy to talk too much when he drinks too much.

But Bai Chuan just said meaningfully: "Their happiness is my unhappiness." After finishing speaking, he only cared about drinking and eating meat.

In any case, this was a perfect wedding, and a ring was used to tie an invisible bond between Xu Yan and Fu Cicheng.

From then on, accompany until old age, never leave.

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Song Xuege, a frigid patient, transmigrated into the brainless comic of "All the handsome guys love me" drawn by himself, and became the heartthrob in the comics.

He is most good at pedaling a few boats. He is obviously an ordinary [-]-line actor, but there are a lot of fish in the fish pond, and all of them are not small.

But Song Xuege only draws this kind of comics to make money!Let him inherit the identity of the original owner, it can't be OOC, and how can it be possible to give each attack a perfect ending, woo woo woo...

Besides, the four protagonists are not easy to mess with, but he can't end up running away like the original owner... Crying...

Facing the president Bingshan of the brokerage company, he tremblingly said, "Boss, can I terminate the contract? I don't want to stay in the company and eat and drink for free. It's no different from Xuezang."

The corner of the president's mouth curled into a cold arc: "You can't lie to your eyes, are you trying to restrain your liking for me?"

Song Xuege: ...the logic emperor who made up his own brain.

When the brother-in-law who was not related by blood proposed that he rent out a house for a period of time, Song Xuege, who knew the plot, refused without hesitation: "Uncle, how much does it cost to rent another house, I will pay you!"

Unexpectedly, the uncle smiled with an unknown meaning, took out the key from his pocket and said, "Your mother gave me all the keys, so tell me this? Dear nephew, open the door."

The green tea milk dog he met in the bar chased him, Song Xuege said helplessly: "You are not bad looking, there is no grass anywhere in the world, just let me go."

The little milk dog pursed his mouth, his eyes were wet and he was wronged: "But I dream of you every night, and I can't sleep well. Am I sick? My brother is responsible!"

When he was forced to follow a certain film king as an illegitimate meal because he couldn't ooc, the big film king had a gentle smile on his face, but the force that restrained his wrist was terrifying.

"What are you doing with me?"

"No, it's nothing, my house is also in this direction."

The great actor suddenly let go of his wrist, and interlocked his fingers, "Then why don't you come home with me, my bed is big and soft."