Slag Gong rides the wind and waves in the Shura field

Yan An watched helplessly as the man in black reached out and hugged Jiang Haichao.

The strange thing was that Jiang Haichao didn't resist at all, and found a comfortable position to rest in the man's arms and closed his eyes.

Yan An has worked with Jiang Haichao for a few months, so he doesn't know much about this man, but he also knows that Jiang Haichao looks heartless and wants to get close to him, but he really wants to be someone close to him, let him trust and get close to him , is not an easy task.

After all, it is normal for someone who has worked hard in the entertainment industry for so many years to be cautious.

But right now, Jiang Haichao fell into the arms of a "strange man" defenselessly - moreover, this man was not a good person from the looks of it.

Who is this "husband" that Jiang Haichao refers to?

Yan An didn't believe that Jiang Haichao was married. Judging from Jiang Haichao's state of filming for so long, let alone marriage, it is impossible for Jiang Haichao to even have a boyfriend.

"Who are you?" Yan An said coldly, standing in front of Huo Yan.

Huo Yan glanced at him with almost disdain, not bothering to talk nonsense with him, "Go away."

The man hugged Jiang Haichao and found Jiang Haichao's bedroom with ease.

Seeing Jiang Haichao being carried into the room, Yan An couldn't be at ease, he decided to follow after thinking about it.

As soon as he opened the door, Yan An saw the man holding Jiang Haichao in one hand, and lifted the quilt to cover Jiang Haichao with the other hand.

But Jiang Haichao was so drunk that he couldn't tell what He Xi was, so he rolled around and buried himself in the quilt, not forgetting to stretch out a hand to hook Huo Yan's neck.

He hooked the man's neck and pulled him in front of his eyes. With his drunken eyes open, he smiled and said, "Aren't you going to sleep with me?"

Jiang Haichao yelled "husband" inarticulately again, hugged him and didn't let go, "I don't like sleeping alone, stay with me."

"Hey, I'll make you hangover soup."

"No, I don't want to sleep alone." Jiang Haichao hugged the man and refused to let go, and the seemingly fierce man didn't show any intention of resisting.

The way the two get along, no matter how you look at it, it looks like...

Could it be that Jiang Haichao is really married...Yan An silently closed the door and left.

Just when he thought that no one in the room would come out tonight, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Yan An turned his head and saw Huo Yan standing at the door, closing the door gently.

Huo Yan's hands moved gently, but his expression was not very friendly.He raised his eyes and glanced at Yan An lightly, then walked to the living room with a sullen face.

The man sat on the bar in the living room, slowly cleaning up the mess on the bar.

"Did you feed him?" Huo Yan suddenly said with his back turned to Yan An.

For no reason, Yan An developed an almost hostile feeling toward this man. Instead of answering the man's question, he asked him instead: "Who are you?"

Yan An: "As far as I know, apart from a bunch of uneasy ex-boyfriends, Jiang Haichao doesn't have any husband or present..." He paused, then added, "Even if you are his ex-boyfriend, you should understand , Jiang Haichao will not look back."

At this point, Huo Yan's hand stopped slightly, but he quickly cleaned it up again.

"Whether it's the ex-boyfriend or the current one - they're all passing through Jiang Haichao's life." Huo Yan sneered, "You, an outsider who doesn't know what's good or bad, came here to point fingers, don't you feel that your face is burning?"

"Outsiders also have the opportunity to enter the game, but those who are out have no chance to come back to power."

Huo Yan raised his eyebrows, and then he took a straight look at him, "Well, you're right." He smiled, "However, from a guy like you who didn't even have an admission ticket to say it, It's kind of ironic."

Yan An frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Jiang Haichao's likes and dislikes seem to be impermanent and changeable, but in fact it's very simple - those who suit his eyes, those who speculate with him." Huo Yan retracted his gaze and sneered, "Well, you don't have anything to do with either. "

Yan An was born well, but he took a wrong step from the very beginning - Jiang Haichao stood on the opposite side.

Jiang Haichao can understand Yan An's prejudice against him due to gossip, so he can continue to cooperate with him.

However, it is impossible to go any further.Jiang Haichao would not be with someone who was against him from the beginning.

Even the two most irritable-tempered, Huo Yan and Sui Yuncheng, showed a harmless and innocent appearance in front of Jiang Haichao at the beginning.

It can be said that all the people who have been in contact with Jiang Haichao have tried their best to pamper and coax Jiang Haichao.

And how can a person who has experienced so much passionate love look up to a guy who targeted him from the very beginning?

"I advise you to give up on this." Huo Yan's tone was calm, but under this calmness, there was an undetectable undercurrent. He said in a deep voice, "Don't provoke him again."

The warning in the man's tone was self-evident, but Yan An grew up surrounded by everyone, and the arrogance in his heart did not allow him to bow his head easily.

Moreover, he really fell in love with Jiang Haichao.

He admitted that he got along with Jiang Haichao with prejudice at the beginning. After all, the rumors and rumors on the Internet were spread everywhere. Even if he didn't fully believe it, he was still affected.

But on the first day of Jiang Haichao's audition, Yan An's defense line was already collapsed.

He saw the real Jiang Haichao—a young actor full of charm, first-class acting skills, and free and easy.

It was the first time in Yan An's life that he liked someone so much, and he didn't want to let go easily.

Yan An: "This is between me and him, it's not your turn to dictate."

Huo Yan: "Boy, don't toast and refuse to eat—"

Suddenly, Huo Yan glanced at Jiang Haichao's mobile phone on the table, countless messages poured in from the mobile phone.

Then, Huo Yan smiled, "There is one thing you haven't figured out yet. About Jiang Haichao, it's never been a personal affair." Behind Jiang Haichao, there was a group of vicious dogs with green eyes.

Anyone who wants to attack him will die in front of those vicious dogs.

The doorbell rang, and Huo Yan opened the door for the group of vicious dogs.

He doesn't mind watching a dog-eat-dog show.

As soon as the door was opened, Huo Yan said: "Jiang Haichao is sleeping upstairs, this is his house, please pay attention."

The visitors had no time to pay attention to Huo Yan's outrageous words, and everyone's eyes fell on Yan An.

Xu Mobai took the lead in attacking: "I recommended him to you at the beginning, not to make you think badly about him during filming. Yan An, you fucking explain to me now, why are you at his house in the middle of the night?"

The more Xu Mobai spoke, the more his expression became more serious, and the anger on that face that could not see sadness and joy all year round became more and more angry.

"If you know you are such a person, I will never let him into your group."

Sui Yuncheng listened patiently for a while, then the flames burst into flames, he rushed forward and grabbed Yan An by the collar.He is not some sham gentleman, everything is written on his face.

Yan An looked into Sui Yuncheng's gaze, and saw the overwhelming anger from it.

"Tell me, what did you do to him just now? Why did he suddenly take off his clothes in front of you? Did you force him?" Sui Yuncheng clenched his fists, as if he was about to punch him hard in the next second. Hit it with a punch.

Under repeated questioning from several people, Yan An couldn't help but wonder: "Who are you all?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a second of silence in the living room.

Huo Yan packed up the cups, avoided the imminent scene, and went to the kitchen.

After a while, suppressed angry curses came from behind.

"We are not qualified, who are you?", "If you still want to hang out in the circle, you should explain what you did to him as soon as possible, otherwise I don't mind seeing you in court."

Huo Yan closed his eyes, listened to the noise in his ear, and smiled lightly.

He skillfully found a casserole from the cabinet, and then poured the casserole porridge that his aunt had prepared in advance in the refrigerator to heat it up.

In the chaos outside, Huo Yan walked around the kitchen in a leisurely manner, found a few packs of herbs and planned to make a hangover soup.

As soon as he turned on the fire, he heard a muffled sound in the living room, the sound of a fist hitting his stomach.

Well, nonsense after so long finally started.

Huo Yan carefully sorted the herbs and put them into the soup pot.

Just as a group of people pressed Yan An to "torture a confession", Xiang Siming's voice suddenly came from the kitchen door.

"Mr. Huo." Xiang Siming had a feud with Huo Yan before, but now he is at Jiang Haichao's house, even if they don't like each other, it's not good to start a fight here, "Why are you here?"

Huo Yan didn't raise his head, "You should ask yourself this question."

Xiang Siming was obviously not in the mood to win or lose verbally with him at the moment, he looked around the kitchen and said, "Are you making hangover soup?"

"Where's Jianghai Chaoren? Are you asleep?" Xiang Siming asked.

Huo Yan: "You don't need to worry about this." He scooped out a bowl of porridge, "You should concentrate on dealing with that Director Yan outside the door who covets him."

Xiang Siming: "But I always feel that you are the biggest opponent."

Unusual, Huo Yan paused slightly, and smiled, "Thank you."

There is another wise man.

"Since you think you're not my opponent, then leave the field early and don't do useless work." Huo Yan walked up to Xiang Siming with a bowl in his hand and glanced at him.Xueba is different. He can still grasp the key points when everyone's thinking is twisted into a mess.

Yan An ran into Jiang Haichao's house by mistake, but Huo Yan was the one who was at home in Jiang Haichao's territory.

Huo Yan's gaze was always sharp and almost hurtful, but Xiang Siming didn't want to avoid it at this moment.

He looked directly at Huo Yan, "But you should know better than us that Jiang Haichao will not turn back. Don't you think it's boring to fly moths to the flame?"

"It's best for you to say this to yourself." Huo Yan walked straight to Jiang Haichao's bedroom without even moving his eyelids, "It's better to save such a trick as Sui Yuncheng's mindless .”

And the "brainless" Sui Yuncheng was pressing Yan An to the ground, "I don't mind sending you to the hospital if you pester him any more!"

Xu Mobai watched coldly from the sidelines, adding fuel to the flames, "Are you trying to make him overwhelmed by the overwhelming black material again? Gossip with the filming director—do you know how deadly black material is to an actor? "

Xu Mobai hit the nail on the head, "Why do you think I didn't snatch him from you at the beginning? If it wasn't for my status because I didn't want to cause him trouble, it would be your turn to cooperate with him?"

Yan An didn't speak for a moment, apparently listening.

They all wanted Jiang Haichao, and logically speaking, they were enemies who wanted each other to disappear—but a group of people still silently followed the unwritten rule, which was to try not to cause trouble for Jiang Haichao.

Even, when necessary, they need to cooperate temporarily to help Jiang Haichao.

This is also the reason why that ridiculous [friendship exchange group] has survived until now.

At this moment, Yan An understood why this group of people, who were clearly incompatible, still insisted on not attacking each other and maintained a superficial harmony.

Because once they start biting each other, it will inevitably affect Jiang Haichao in the end.This is a situation that no one wants to see.

Seeing that Yan An didn't speak rudely again, Sui Yuncheng didn't hold on to the boy - he didn't come here today to fight with a brat.

Sui Yuncheng raised her eyes, and saw a man holding a bowl and standing quietly watching the play.

"Huo Yan..." Sui Yuncheng frowned, his expression was even uglier than when he dealt with Yan An just now, "Why are you here?"

Huo Yan sneered and didn't answer him.The man looked at a group of people like looking at garbage, then turned and went upstairs.

Yan An: "He's Huo Yan..." He finally remembered that he had met this man before, "Is it because he suddenly invested [-] million in the movie?"

He thought of the sudden huge sum of money, and suddenly understood, "No wonder Jiang Haichao called him 'husband'." Yan An guessed that the man might use this as a threat to coerce Jiang Haichao to be with him secretly.

Sui Yuncheng heard this, like a wolf dog whose tail was stepped on, "What did you say? What did Jiang Haichao call him?"

"They shouldn't be husband and wife, it's just that Huo Yan forced Jiang Haichao..."

Before Yan An finished speaking, Sui Yuncheng interrupted, "Of course they are not husband and wife! What kind of husband has been divorced for hundreds of years?!"

Yan An: "..." Jiang Haichao not only has a group of ex-boyfriends, but also an ex-husband...

An ex-husband who is willing to spend [-] million for him...

Sui Yuncheng didn't have the time to care about Yan An's expression, so he turned around and walked to Jiang Haichao's bedroom.

Xiang Siming stood at the stairs and stopped Sui Yuncheng, "Jiang Haichao is sleeping, so many of us have crossed the line by rushing to his house, and you still want to throw embarrassment in front of him?"

"What about him?" Sui Yuncheng pointed to the closed bedroom door, "Can that bastard Huo Yan go in and disturb him?"

Xu Mobai was obviously worried about Jiang Haichao being in the same room with Huo Yan, "Well, let's send one of us in to keep Huo Yan in check."

"OK.", "Okay", "Okay..."

OK, here comes the question, who gets into the bedroom?

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, and gradually, hostility welled up in their eyes.

in the room.

Huo Yan picked up the drowsy Jiang Haichao with one hand, and let him lean into his arms. With the other hand, he scooped up a spoonful of porridge and blew it to Jiang Haichao's mouth.

"Hmm..." Jiang Haichao had been drinking on an empty stomach, but now his stomach was feeling uncomfortable and he couldn't eat anything, "No."

Huo Yan waited patiently for a while, and after Jiang Haichao finished complaining, he handed the spoon to Jiang Haichao's mouth again.

"Hey, drink a little, or you will feel uncomfortable in your stomach."

Jiang Haichao was so impatiently coaxed by the man in his arms, he finally opened his mouth slightly to bite the spoon, and took a sip of the porridge.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head slightly, and his thin lips brushed Jiang Haichao's hot earlobes and the back of his neck inadvertently.

If only you could always be so obedient...

"What are you doing?" A cold voice sounded.

Huo Yan raised his eyes and saw Sui Yuncheng who was like a door god at the door.

"go out."

Sui Yuncheng held his arms and didn't move. The usually hot-tempered person was unexpectedly calm at this moment, because he knew that he couldn't fight Huo Yan here.

"Well, don't try to take advantage of him."

Huo Yan didn't bother to pay attention to him, Jiang Haichao took a sip of the porridge and found some delicious taste, and opened his mouth again in a daze.

Huo Yan carefully fed him a few mouthfuls, and whispered in his ear, "Do you want more?"

"Hmm..." Jiang Haichao nodded, staring, and drank half a bowl of porridge in Huo Yan's arms.

Just like that, in a very weird situation - a group of people with bad intentions downstairs, an ex-husband in the room, and an ex-boyfriend who was eyeing him, Jiang Haichao just finished his porridge comfortably and licked his lips at the end, feeling a little uneasy. full meaning.

Huo Yan didn't dare to let him eat too much. After feeding the porridge, he picked up a small bowl of soup beside the bed and handed it to Jiang Haichao's mouth.

Even though Jiang Haichao was drunk and turned into a puppet at the mercy of others, he still retained a very high sensitivity to food. After smelling the slightest trace of the ominous smell of medicine, he struggled to shrink into the quilt.

"Hey, drink a little." Huo Yan hugged him tightly, and softened his voice like a child, "Otherwise, I'll get a headache tomorrow."

"No." Jiang Haichao stubbornly wanted to get under the quilt, but Huo Yan was too strong and he couldn't break free.

"I don't drink..." Jiang Haichao slightly opened his eyes when he was in a daze, and saw Sui Yuncheng standing at the door.

Sui Yuncheng was also dressed in black today, staring at Huo Yan fiercely, the gloom in his brows and eyes almost blending with the night.

In a daze, Jiang Haichao stretched out his hand towards Sui Yuncheng, as if asking for help, "Old..."

Before the earth-shattering "husband" could be called out, Jiang Haichao was pinned down on the bed by Huo Yan.

The man gritted his teeth and looked at him, "Jiang Haichao, do you know what you're talking about?"

This guy is so drunk that even people can't tell the difference!

Seeing that Huo Yan suddenly lost his temper, Sui Yuncheng rushed forward and pulled Huo Yan away, "Don't fucking bully him!"

Huo Yan gritted his teeth, and a chilling violence gradually appeared in his eyes.

"If you don't want to die, get out."

Sui Yuncheng didn't give in, and stood firmly in front of Jiang Haichao, "Don't even think about—"

Before they finished speaking, both of them stopped at the same time—Jiang Haichao got out of the bed, hugged Sui Yuncheng's waist from behind, and leaned on his shoulder with his eyes closed.

Sui Yun who was hugged froze, and Huo Yan also paused.

Then the overwhelming anger and jealousy swept every inch of Huo Yan's flesh and blood.

Jiang Haichao, in front of him, called others, hugged others...

Huo Yan squinted his eyes, and the veins on the back of his hands popped out.

Sui Yuncheng turned his head, almost obsessively looking at the person who came up to him, "Jiang Haichao..."

"Huh?" Jiang Haichao shook his head, a little confused, "Why do you call me by my name..."

He muttered for a while, seemed a little dissatisfied and helpless, "Are you angry again?"

Jiang Haichao sighed, and leaned on Sui Yuncheng's shoulder, "Huo Yan, you don't look good when you're angry, I like when you smile."

"Husband—" Jiang Haichao dragged out the ending, his drunken voice was softer than ever before, "Why don't you smile."

***

The few people in line downstairs were a little impatient, "Why didn't Sui Yuncheng keep his promise? We agreed to spend 10 minutes alone, why did that guy time out?"

Yes, after a heated debate, this group of people still adopted the simplest rotation system - one person went up and watched for 10 minutes.

Just when Xiang Siming was about to go upstairs to drive people out, Sui Yuncheng opened the door and walked out.

There was no trace of joy on his face at all, on the contrary, as if he had suffered some serious injuries, his whole face was pale.

However, a group of people's attention was always on Jiang Haichao, and no one cared what happened to Sui Yuncheng.

Xiang Siming didn't forget to accuse him of overtime, Sui Yuncheng raised his eyes to look at him, and suddenly sneered.

"Go in." Sui Yuncheng said hoarsely.

Sui Yuncheng raised his eyes and didn't know where to look, and said quietly: "Do you know what he called me just now?" His smile was uglier than crying, and there was a hint of bitterness between his brows that were full of vigor, "I dare not even think about it in my life. , today it has come true.”

Even if it is wearing the identity of another person, acting as a substitute.

Through the light of another person, he glimpsed a trace of Jiang Haichao's marriage.

Envy, jealousy, bitterness... almost overwhelmed him.And more is reconciled, not reconciled.

Why is it another person?Why not him?

Why did he have an extravagant wish that he never dared to dream of in his life, but it already belonged to another person?

Xiang Siming ignored his inexplicable tone and went straight upstairs.

He was walking to the door when he saw Huo Yan coming out with a bowl.

Huo Yan: "He has already fallen asleep, so don't disturb him."

Xiang Siming was worried, "I'll just go in and have a look at him." He paused, and then said, "I have to make sure he's okay."

Huo Yan unexpectedly didn't stop him, but just glanced at him unkindly and then went to the kitchen with the bowl.

Jiang Haichao's mouth was still bitter after being filled with the hangover soup, he tossed and turned, and couldn't sleep well.

"Water." Jiang Haichao called softly.

Xiang Siming poured a glass of warm water, helped Jiang Haichao to feed him a few mouthfuls.

The bitter taste in Jiang Haichao's mouth became lighter, and his frown relaxed.He pursed his lips and smiled, wrapping his arms around Xiang Siming's neck.

Although Xiang Siming knew that he was drunk, the sudden intimacy still made him dazed for a moment.

Not to mention, Jiang Haichao's sweet tone gently tickled his ears.

"I want candy."

As if being scratched by a kitten in his heart, Xiang Siming adjusted his breathing slightly before taking out a few candies from his pocket.

He picked out a lemon flavor that Jiang Haichao liked, pushed it away and delivered it to Jiang Haichao's mouth.

In the past, Jiang Haichao liked this taste.But after taking the medicine, his mouth was bitter, and he was suddenly fed a mouthful of sour sugar that his mother didn't recognize, and Jiang Haichao was shocked.

"Why—" Before Xiang Siming finished speaking, a pair of hands wrapped around his neck.

Jiang Haichao pressed the person in front of him, leaned closer...

As soon as the lips were touched, the taste of lemon poured into Xiang Siming's mouth.

After Jiang Haichao kissed him, he didn't notice the other person's blushing face. He found his pillow, hugged the quilt and shrank back.

But Xiang Siming realized what happened after a moment of daze.

With sugar in his mouth, he stared at Jiang Haichao quietly.

Then, Xiang Siming leaned over and found Jiang Haichao's lips...

"What are you doing?" Huo Yan's almost furious voice came through the door.

This sound directly pulled Jiang Haichao out of his drowsiness.

Being woken up again and again made him a little irritable, not to mention, he was still drunk and extremely sleepy.

Faintly, Jiang Haichao heard Huo Yan's angry voice.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Want to die?"

"Don't get out yet?"

Tsk, it's so loud.Jiang Haichao turned over impatiently, and opened his eyes to see a vague black shadow.

What kind of madness is going on after not sleeping in the middle of the night... Jiang Haichao didn't stop doing anything, he raised his hand and hugged "Huo Yan" and pulled him into the quilt.

"Husband, how long are you going to be angry?" Jiang Haichao kissed the man's face perfunctorily, "If you do this again, I will ignore you—"

Jiang Haichao hugged him in his arms, he didn't notice his "husband"'s thinned skeleton at all, he just rolled stickily in his arms.

"Okay, okay, I don't have the energy to do it today, don't make trouble..." Jiang Haichao muttered dissatisfiedly, "Isn't it just in your office... I miss me so much, tomorrow, tomorrow..."

As Jiang Haichao spoke, his voice became quieter.

Xiang Siming, who was left with a shocked face, met Huo Yan, who was as vicious as Yama.

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