who do you want me to replace

When he opened his eyes again, the helicopter was slowly landing on an open grassland. Jiang Yu simply looked around. Except for a relatively modern-looking house not far away, it was surrounded by woods on three sides. There is only one very steep road going down the mountain.

He felt that Wen Feixun had brought him to a cliff on top of a mountain.

"Impossible... Even if you lock me in the apartment room, I can't escape. Why do you come to this kind of place? Will there be bears in the deep mountains and old forests?" Jiang Yu murmured.

Wen Feixun gave him an indescribable look, and took him into the house after getting off the helicopter.

It's early summer now, but the temperature in the mountains and forests is lower than that in the city, and the air is much cleaner. When Jiang Yu got off the plane, he could smell a very fresh fragrance of green grass, and occasionally there were a few crisp birdsong. There is also a swimming pool with retro tiles in front of the house. The sparkling water reflects the sun's rays. The grass is often easy to trample on a few unknown colorful wildflowers, which grow unrestrained and spread all over the mountains and plains.

This place was beautiful, and to him now, it was like a fairyland.

There is no one in the house, but it has been cleaned in advance to make it bright and clean. The place is not big, but it is enough for two people to live in.

There are many glass windows on all sides of the house, and there is even a large piece of tilted panoramic glass on the roof of the living room, which provides very good lighting.There is a bathtub next to the house. The purpose of building it there, Jiang Yu guessed, is to allow people who have finished swimming to have a dip immediately.

Two men huddled together in a bath...

When he imagined that scene, he thought it was a little funny, so he laughed coldly, looked at the open kitchen again, and said casually: "How long are we going to live here? There is no takeaway here, no auntie cook, and no Restaurant, are you going to starve to death?"

"...Aren't the two of us human?"

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, then smoothed his hair to cover up his embarrassment: "I don't seem to be very good at cooking."

"I will," Wen Feixun said coldly, "Didn't you eat it a long time ago? Your own brother also said it was delicious, so you won't starve to death."

It took him a few seconds to realize that Wen Feixun's brother should be referring to Zhang Teng, the actor who played his brother in the movie. The last time he asked Zhang Teng to eat a few mouthfuls of pickled fish, he actually remembered it until now.

"It's so penny-pinching, Mr. Wen." He laughed.

"Don't call me Mr. Wen."

"Fei Xun." Jiang Yu changed his words obediently, and Wen Fei Xun took a look at him, then simply shut up.

There are some ingredients in the kitchen, all of which are quite fresh, but according to visual inspection, if there are three meals a day, the two men can only eat for two days at most, and I don't know how Wen Feixun arranged it.

"What are you looking at?" Wen Feixun couldn't help calling out to him when he saw him tranced in front of the island stage for several minutes.

"It's nothing." Jiang Yu walked away slowly and went into the only bedroom in the house.

Looking out of the bedroom window, I happened to be able to see the beautiful swimming pool and the vibrant grass outside.

There is no sea here, that's great, Jiang Yu thought endlessly, he wouldn't be able to suddenly smell the damp and rotten smell in a trance.

After staring blankly by the window for a while, when he turned around, he saw Wen Feixun leaning against the door, staring at him deeply.

"What are you doing standing there silently?"

Wen Feixun didn't speak, and looked at him with that kind of obscure eyes for a long time before slowly opening his mouth: "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

It was almost time for dinner now, and Jiang Yu suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to eat in the morning and at noon. He only drank some sweet wine at the engagement banquet, and before he had time to taste a piece of cake, Wen Feixun suddenly said " Kidnap' go, but when I ask now, my stomach is still strangely not hungry.

He pressed his stomach, and then pressed it all the way down to his lower abdomen, which seemed to be flat, probably because he was already hungry physically, but he didn't feel it consciously.

But now it's time to eat. Under normal circumstances, normal people should say they are hungry.

Jiang Yu didn't hesitate, put down his hands and nodded: "Eat, eat whatever you have, I don't pick."

Wen Feixun's expression relaxed a little, he turned around and took a step, then turned around after a pause: "Come here too, watch me do it."

"Tsk, it's okay, the cook is the boss, I'll do whatever you say." Jiang Yu followed him out of the bedroom.

This is Jiang Yu's first time watching Wen Feixun cook with his own hands. Although the movements are a bit slow, he looks like a novice, but it is more pleasing to the eye. When chopping vegetables, his neck hangs down, his back is still straight, and a small part of his face is exposed with his head tilted. Come, the golden sunlight fell on his side, as if coating him with a filter.

Jiang Yu moved his throat, and his neck was a little stiff, only to realize that he had been staring at the person for a long time without moving.

He got up from the high stool by the island and walked over: "Can I help you?"

Wen Feixun paused, and handed him a few green peppers: "Just wash these."

"it is good."

He found a small basin, put the green peppers in it, and washed them one by one in the sink. The water was a little too big, and it fell on the green peppers and splashed a little on his shirt. It was cool.

Wen Feixun glanced at it, rummaged in the drawer for a while, found a black apron, walked over and put it on Jiang Yu's body involuntarily, with his back pressed very close, Wen Feixun's hand held the rope of the apron, slowly He walked around Jiang Yu's waist carefully, and tied a slipknot behind him, and his finger bones scraped against his lower back from time to time through the thin shirt.

For Jiang Yu and Wen Feixun, this level of physical contact is actually not that close, but when combined with the occasion of the kitchen and the scene of cooking together wearing an apron, it is inexplicably more inexplicable. The meaning of is inexplicably ambiguous, but also inexplicably exciting.

Wen Feixun's hand suddenly reached out, turned Jiang Yu's head to the right a little, poked over Jiang Yu's right shoulder, pressed his chest to his chest, and kissed her lips precisely.

Jiang Yu moved his body, turned around a little, didn't struggle, relaxed his body, and finished the lingering kiss very cooperatively. When Wen Feixun retreated, he curled his mouth and asked, "What are we doing?" ?”

"kiss."

"Then what is your standpoint for doing this?" Jiang Yu smiled even more.

Wen Feixun snorted softly: "I kidnapped you, you are my hostage, I can do whatever I want to you."

Jiang Yu smiled and said, "Three views are not correct, Wen Feixun, you should receive ideological education."

"Then you can also define a normal relationship to explain the behavior just now." Wen Feixun said suddenly.

Jiang Yu blinked slowly, understood the meaning of the other party, and simply agreed: "Yes, I am willing."

Willing to form a normal two-person relationship where they can kiss.

After he finished speaking, he saw Wen Feixun staring at him viciously for a long time, and finally walked away with a sullen face. A little more temperature.

Jiang Yu sighed silently - he was indeed willing and sincerely willing, but Wen Feixun no longer believed him.

When the dinner was ready, an hour had passed. The sunset outside the window was just right, and the sky was covered with a magnificent sunset.

Jiang Yu sat at the dining table with his chin resting, admiring the scenery, and said casually, "I want a Bloody Mary."

Wen Feixun sat opposite and looked up at him: "Tune in later."

Jiang Yu turned back dully: "You know how to mix wine?"

Wen Feixun lowered his eyes: "Yes."

"Amazing……"

The taste of this meal is also very good. They are all simple home-cooked dishes, but it can be seen that they have been handed down from that private restaurant. He ate a big bowl of rice under those two murderous gazes.

He suddenly remembered that Wen Feixun said when he was in Xiangchuan that he wanted to go back to Beicheng to go shopping with him in the supermarket, and he realized belatedly that this person probably wanted to do some daily, pyrotechnic chores with him Small things, plain and warm, as if two people have lived together for a long time.

So skipping the shopping in the supermarket today and just cooking together, does that count as fulfilling Wen Feixun's wish?

Wen Feixun was the main cook. Jiang Yu wanted to take over the job of washing dishes after meals, but Wen Feixun directly handed over the job of washing dishes.

He wandered back to the bedroom boredly, looked at the two strange suitcases in the room, squatted down to open them, and turned left and right.

Wen Feixun's 'kidnapping' operation seemed to be fully prepared. When he arrived, he found that there was obviously no trace of permanent residence in the house, but all the necessary facilities and daily necessities were available. The date of the mineral water It was all fresh and there was plenty of new pajamas and home clothes in the room.

Inside the box were some more personal and commonly used items, such as laptops, tablets, and books. He rummaged for a while, but couldn't find what he was looking for. He glanced at the laptop, hesitated for a moment, and gave up.

After standing up, he suddenly found Wen Feixun standing at the door with his arms folded. He was startled, and frowned, "Why are you walking so silently? Those who have been lurking in the crew during this time are silent Are you used to it?"

"What are you looking for?"

Jiang Yu's expression was natural: "It's nothing, I'll just see what you brought."

"Are you looking for this?" Wen Feixun's voice was cool, and he took out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

That was Jiang Yu's cell phone.

He reluctantly admitted: "Okay, that's it. I have to contact my agent and boss. I haven't even met them after the filming. If I haven't heard from me for a long time, they will definitely be worried."

Wen Feixun put away his phone calmly: "I'll make it clear to them, you just stay here with peace of mind, don't try to escape."

"...All right." Jiang Yu didn't insist anymore, looked around, "Then shall we sleep together tonight?"

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