The coquettish rival wants to have CP with me every day

It was the first time Feng Jian saw Si Yan smiling so happily.

in the past……

He recalled that in his previous life on the battlefield, every time he got the news that Si Yan was going to grab resources, territory, or weapons, he would take the first step to eliminate the danger for him.

Except for the women who were all snatched away, the rest were left to Si Yan.After Ke Siyan got those things easily, he was not only unhappy, but also said that he was humiliating him.

Anyway, this little thing has never been enlightened in his previous life.

In the end, he thought he was deliberately humiliating him, and shot himself in a fit of anger on the way to escape.

this life……

In this life, he will never let what happened in his previous life repeat itself, and he will never let him go!

His Ayan can only be his!

Si Yan was as happy as a pony now, and he didn't even notice the look in Feng Jian's eyes around him.

That kind of strong possessive desire, as if even if the whole world is against him, it can't change his mind.

After Si Yan was done bouncing around, he was hungry again.Then he dragged Feng Jian to taste all kinds of exotic delicacies, and one of the fruit wines caught his attention.

"It smells good, do you want to try it?" Si Yan asked him with a smile on the principle of letting Feng Jian go first.

Feng Jian looked at someone who was afraid of death, and took a sip of the wine in his hand a little speechlessly.

If this little thing had been half afraid of death in his previous life, even if he hesitated for a second, he would not almost lose him completely.

"Not bad." He commented objectively.

"Really?"

"Ah."

"You won't cheat me, will you?"

Feng Jian: "..."

He turned to leave, but Si Yan immediately grabbed him.

"Hehe! I was just kidding!"

Feng Jian still didn't speak.

Si Yan had no choice but to say: "To express my apology, I'll punish myself with three glasses, so it's okay for the head office!" As he said that, he really poured himself three full glasses of wine.

Just as Feng Jian was about to stop it, Si Yan tasted the fruit wine and had already drunk three cups.

At this time, someone nearby kindly reminded: "This is brewed from a special kind of local wild fruit. I heard that it has great stamina. People who don't drink well will get drunk on the spot with half a cup."

Feng Jian looked at Si Yan.

"Don't worry! It's absolutely fine for me to drink. That's it, I used to drink the whole bottle. Hiccup—"

Feng Jian: "..."

He snatched the wine glass from Si Yan's hand: "Don't drink it."

"It's none of your business, young master, to drink?" As he spoke, he filled another wine glass and continued to drink.

He also urged Feng Jian to say: "This fruit wine tastes really good, would you like another glass?"

Seeing that his face had started to flush, Feng Jian knew that he was a little drunk.

So he took the wine glass from his hand again and said, "Don't drink anymore."

"Why do you care about me so much? I'm not someone like you..."

When Feng Jian heard this, he narrowed his eyes and stared at him.

The wine is strong and cowardly.

Si Yan stared back directly: "Hey! How dare you stare at me? Don't think that I am afraid of you because I usually treat you a little bit thinly. It is because I have a big heart and don't care about you like you!"

As Si Yan said, he reached out and wanted to push him away.

As a result, he staggered and fell directly into Feng Jian's arms.

"Well... this wine is really interesting!"

Si Yan wanted to gain a firm footing, but he felt as if his feet were stepping on soft clouds, a little floating.

Seeing his appearance, Feng Jian rubbed his brows helplessly, annoyed and funny at the same time.

Then he carried Si Yan directly and walked back.

The photographer finally found them, and saw such a picture.

He is hesitant and panicked now, should he shoot this part?

It doesn't matter, he is only responsible for filming, whether to broadcast or not is a matter for post-editing and chief director.

So, the photographer followed quietly all the way.

Si Yan was still struggling.

"Feng Jian, let the young master down!"

"Believe it or not, I can still drink?"

"Young master used to never get drunk after a thousand cups."

"Let you put me down, do you hear me?"

"Feng Jian, you bastard!"

"I'm not afraid of you! I beat you every time I see you..."

"Oh! I feel dizzy."

"Feng Jian, are you deaf?"

……

Feng Jian ignored him and continued towards the hotel.

Si Yan drank, it was uncomfortable to be carried upside down by the golden hook like this.

"Feng Jian, let me down if you have the ability, and I will challenge you one-on-one!"

"Ahem! The young master can go by himself."

"Oh! It's hard for you to carry it like this..."

Feng Jian didn't stop, but his posture changed from carrying to princess hugging.

The photographer following behind: "..."

Do you want to continue filming this episode?

The photographer hesitated again.

It doesn't matter, he is only responsible for filming, whether to broadcast or not is a matter for post-editing and chief director.

So, the photographer continued to follow Mimi quietly.

After Feng Jian carried Si Yan back to the room, he locked the door with a "snap".

The photographer outside the door: "..."

Now, he couldn't make a picture even if he wanted to, so he could finally get off work.

Feng Jian put Si Yan on the bed, saw him frowning in discomfort, turned around and left the room to find some sober medicine for him.

As soon as he walked out of the room, he bumped into Su Nan.

Feng Jian didn't intend to pay attention to her.

Su Nan suddenly stopped him and said, "Wait! I have something to tell you."

Feng Jian still didn't intend to pay attention to her.

Su Nan had no choice but to say: "Tomorrow is the competition star review."

Hearing this, Feng Jian stopped in his tracks.

Su Nan stepped forward and said, "Let's go for a walk!"

"I have something else to say, what do you want to say?" His tone was indifferent, with an expression of refusal to be thousands of miles away.

Seeing this, Su Nan felt a little funny.Finally asked: "You, don't you remember me?"

Feng Jian glanced at her, but didn't speak.But the look in his eyes was obvious, and he didn't have the slightest impression of her.

"No wonder." Su Nan smiled again.

"What do you want to say?" Feng Jian asked impatiently.

"I didn't expect that young master Feng, who was rumored to be black-bellied and ruthless, gloomy and crazy, and who had lost nine fiancees, would actually like men." Su Nan looked at him and said.

Feng Jian frowned slightly: "So?"

Seeing that he admitted it so frankly, Su Nan couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

"You really like that boy Si Yan?" She subconsciously asked.

"No!"

Su Nan was puzzled, and then Feng Jian said firmly, "I love him."

Su Nan choked for a while, before saying, "No wonder, you were willing to help me leave the Su family unconditionally, so it was..."

"I don't remember who you are, and who you are has nothing to do with me. Do you have other questions?"

Su Nan was choked again.

This man frankly left her speechless.

"No more. However, Si Yan seems to have a pure heart. If you really like... love him, I hope you can always cherish him." Su Nan couldn't help reminding.

Although they had only been together for a few days, Su Nan had a good impression of Si Yan.

Feng Jian still didn't speak, and then walked away.

He will naturally cherish A Yan, and no one needs to remind him of this!