Today is also a day that I don't want to be cannon fodder

"You're talking like I don't usually eat well." Wen Yan rolled his eyes, but still obediently took the food that was stuffed by the other party, his cheeks bulging like a little hamster.

While eating and dealing with the constant stream of people, Wen Yan took a few mouthfuls of rice, then turned his head and typed a lot of words, and then had a good meal.

Seeing his very busy appearance, Sheng Fan couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He stretched out his hand to pinch Wen Yan's side face, but suddenly remembered something, his fingers paused in mid-air, and silently withdrew his hand.

"Eat well." Turning the person over abruptly, Sheng Fan picked up a mouthful of shredded fish-flavored pork and thrust it into Wen Yan's mouth seemingly rudely, and said while stuffing it, "Do you like this taste?"

Wen Yan took a few mouthfuls and seriously tasted the slightly spicy pork shreds in his mouth, his eyes lit up suddenly, more dazzling than the stars in the night sky.

"Delicious! Which one is this from?"

Wen Yan, who had already started to think secretly, stared innocently at the chuckling Sheng Fan, and suddenly large goose bumps appeared on his arms, and he shrank back involuntarily, his deep pupils reflected the almost disappearing sunset , the black is mixed with a bit of orange, which is quite warm.

"If you like to eat, I can give you some in the future." Sheng Fan avoided answering, he rubbed Wen Yan's head, his knuckle fingers running through the soft black hair.

Probably understood the other party's intentions, Wen Yan raised his eyebrows and raised his lips a little, his warm eyes shone with brilliance, every time he looked like a proud but expensive cat The soft paws stepped on the tip of other people's hearts.

Alluring without knowing it.

"Farewell, if I eat too much, Li Ge will really drag me to the gym to exercise." Wen Yan refused with a smile, and didn't look at the opponent's face, which can be said to be the perfect template for rejection.

After a hasty meal, Wen Yan stretched lazily, narrowing her narrow eyes slightly in satisfaction, more comfortable than that cozy puppet cat.

Sheng Fan cleaned up the rest of his hands. He walked in front of Wen Yan, and his eyes hidden in the shadows met him directly, shining like stars.

"I'm going back first. If you need anything, just call me. I'm always online."

"Okay~" Wen Yan lay on the sofa and watched Sheng Fan's back. He couldn't help but start to use his brain when he was full. He ran to the refrigerator carefully, and touched it mysteriously.

That's right, this is it!

A bag of potato chips fell from the sky, Wen Yan struggled to look at his swollen belly, thought for a few minutes, and silently said a few words of God's blessing in his heart.

Wen Yanpata, who had made enough preparations for himself, tore off the outermost shell at once. He shrunk his nose and immersed himself in the taste of happiness.

He hadn't eaten it yet, but he seemed to be able to feel the potato chips jumping on his taste buds. The guilty Wen Yan ran to the room on tiptoe, poked his head out to make sure that Li Qi would not come into his room suddenly, and then Happy eating.

Treat every potato chip seriously, which is the best respect for it.

Wen Yan ate half of it, and smacking his lips always felt that he was missing something, but after thinking about eating so much today, he who originally planned to go to that bottle of Coke finally stopped his dangerous pace.

No, no, if he really went to the gym, it would kill him half his life.

Wen Yan silently felt sorry for his waist, and then he rolled directly on the big bed, buried his face in the pillow, feeling the fragrance of laundry detergent.

A few days later in the blink of an eye, Wen Yan was standing by the set, his slender fingers carelessly rolled up the script, and slapped his knees every now and then.

Shi Yu, who was still acting, couldn't help but cast a few glances at the radiant Wen Yan from the corner of his eye, and his eyes stopped on Wen Yan's flat belly.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but it always feels like Wen Yan's belly is a little softer, so it must feel really good to the touch.

Naturally, Shi Yu, who was dreaming, was soon noticed by the director that he was absent-minded. The director frowned and was about to call out, when Shi Yu suddenly bent down to apologize to them and ask for a leave of absence.

Wen Yan slightly opened his eyes wide and stared at Shi Yu who was walking towards him in disbelief, his thin lips curled slightly.

"Senior, what's the matter?" Wen Yan hurriedly stood up to give Shi Yu a seat, but Shi Yu didn't sit down but stretched out his hand to touch his soft belly when he wasn't prepared.

Wen Yan was so frightened by this sudden movement that he almost jumped to the roof of the shed. He pretended to move his feet carelessly to keep the opponent's hands away from him.

I don't know if it's his illusion, Shi Yu's behavior always makes Wen Yan feel like he is pregnant with a child, and Shi Yu is the father of that child.

"what are you doing?"

"No, you seem to have gained a little weight recently." Shi Yu frowned, looked Wen Yan up and down, and then nodded with certainty.

It is indeed much more pleasing to the eye than the skinny appearance when he just joined the crew, and... a dark color flashed across his eyes, Shi Yu took half a step forward, and his fingers happened to be inserted between Wen Yan's: "It's pretty good." good-looking."

"..." Wen Yan was a little speechless, he didn't even shoot the scene just to say that he was fat?This matter will be shared with female celebrities, and they will bear grudges for Shiyu for a lifetime.

You must know that in the entertainment industry, apart from being afraid of hearing the words "bad data", there is also a bottom line that cannot be stepped on, and that is fat.

One fat person ruins everything, not only everything, but also photogenicity is the worst thing.

Hearing Shi Yu's words, the director also looked at Wen Yan carefully, but in the end he still couldn't be as sharp-eyed as him, but Wen Yan's complexion is indeed much better these days than before.

"This is more in line with Mu Min's role."

He broke Wen Yan's idea of ​​wanting to control his weight with one sentence, Wen Yan raised his eyebrows and never thought that there would be such benefits.

Eyes that were cleaner than elves blinked a few times, and Wen Yan sent the big Buddha Shiyu back to the set with a smile.

Leaning lazily on the back of the chair with a straight waist, Wen Yan casually unbuttoned the two buttons, revealing the skin that was so fair that it could be broken by blows, with serious and persistent eyes.

Because Wen Yan didn't have any part in the scene today, he just squatted obediently to the side to watch the performances of the seniors, and learn their details by the way.Wen Yan, who was already tired from watching, quickly turned his head and yawned in a place where others could not see, then his phone vibrated suddenly.

By the way, he is going to hold back the wine for Lin Qi, a little bastard today.

Wen Yan, who realized the problem, clicked his tongue, put away the small stool he was sitting on, and thought about whether he should change into a dress before going, after all, everyone should be dressed quite formally at the reception.

After thousands of choices, he finally chose the light gray suit. The fit-fitting suit just added a bit of aloofness to Wen Yan. He rubbed the corners of his eyes and walked out.

As soon as the car flicked, it just stopped on the parking space, unbiased.Wen Yan just remembered one thing, that is, receptions generally require invitation letters, but what should he do if he doesn't have one now?

Although his face seems to be a good passport.

Since Wen Chu stood up when Pei Jia wanted to step on him last time, there are probably not many people who don't know whose younger brother he is.

Coupled with the fact that he seems to have a relatively good relationship with bigwigs in various circles in the interactions on Weibo, even if he doesn't have an invitation letter to go in, he probably doesn't have any problems.

Wanting to understand, Wen Yan raised his legs and left. He took the elevator up to the eighth floor, searched from hall to hall, and soon found the location Lin Qi had sent him.

She raised her eyebrows, with a slight smile on her thin lips, her eyes were still so cold and flawless.He stretched out his hand and pushed open the door. He thought he would see a noisy dance party, but he saw only a few scattered people, which caught him off guard.

A little suspicious that he found the wrong place, Wen Yan stood where he was. He was about to call Lin Qi to ask what was going on. Then Lin Qi, who was wearing a purple suit and dyed green hair, came out of it. .

Wen Yan looked at the shiny green jelly grass, remained silent for a while, opened and closed his mouth again.

What is Lin Qi going crazy?If it weren't for his fair appearance, he would be considered a non-mainstream person even if he went out, the same as ten years ago.

"Xiao Yanyan~"

"Be normal." Wen Yan avoids Lin Qi's hug with goosebumps all over his body, but when he gets closer, he can clearly smell the strong scent of perfume on the other party's body, and the brows are tighter than knots.

"What's the matter with you?"

"I'm fine." Lin Qi didn't force it, just took Wen Yan's hand and led him to the center of the venue, babbling non-stop.

The nagging was so annoying, Wen Yan pursed his lips and silently thought about how to make people shut up.Before he could figure out a solution, he saw Pei Jia who had slapped him not long ago.

It was not a strange thing to see him, but the strange thing was that the potbellied investor standing next to Pei Jia, Wen Yan recognized him after a few glances from the corner of his eye.

A well-known director and investor in the circle who loves to play multiplayer sports and loves the new and dislikes the old.

How could Pei Jia get together with this kind of person?Wen Yan frowned unconsciously, not even knowing that Lin Qi had let go of his hand.

Thinking about walking forward, as if he suddenly remembered something, Wen Yan's black eyes flashed light quickly, he raised his head and wanted to say something to Lin Qi, but before he had time, he bumped into a warm embrace.

Being hit by the chest muscle hurts, and the eyes can't help but be forced to mist, Wen Yan is aggrieved and intends to apologize to the person he hit, but the other party smiles softly, and the voice sounds very familiar.

It seems that I have heard it often before.

"What's the matter, what were you thinking just now?" Lin Chen clasped Wen Yan's waist with his hands, his eyes were full of greed, he lowered his head and put his head on Wen Yan's shoulder casually , enjoying this rare moment.

He really hasn't seen Wen Yan for a long time... Thinking about him hurts his bones, but he doesn't dare to disturb him easily, for fear of being disgusted by others.

[The author has something to say: Wen Yan: It's so strange that you can't get your head

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