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An Xiaojing followed Yan Wujing blindfolded. Although he didn't take off his tie, he could feel the lift rising and the wind blowing when he walked out. He knew that he and Yan Wujing had come to the rooftop.

"What are you bringing me to the rooftop for?"

"To make you happy."

Yan Wujing took An Xiaojing's hand and walked to a piano. He first asked An Xiaojing to sit down, and then slowly untied An Xiaojing's blindfolded tie.

When An Xiaojing first encountered the strong light, An Xiaojing's eyes were still not used to it, so he covered it with his hands, and he didn't let go of his hands until after a minute or two.

An Xiaojing glanced at the piano in front of him, then looked at Yan Wujing and asked, "Do you want to play the piano for me?"

Yan Wu nodded.

"Yeah, what do you want to hear?"

Yan Wujing sat beside An Xiaojing, with his fingers resting on the piano keys. When he looked at An Xiaojing, his eyes were full of tenderness and sincerity.

"I can play whatever you want, as long as you are happy, then forgive me."

"You didn't even play the piano, so you negotiated terms with me?"

"Okay, then let's play the piano first, and talk about love later."

An Xiaojing pursed her lips and snickered, straightened her waist and thought about it, "Then you can play "Wedding March"."

"it is good."

Yan Wujing has learned the piano since he was a child. His ten fingers are long and slender. Whenever his fingertips touch the black and white keys of the piano, the beautiful melody will ring in his ears.

An Xiaojing listened carefully with his eyes closed. When the song ended, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Honey, are you still satisfied with my performance?"

Yan Wujing talked very nicely, but An Xiaojing didn't want to give him full marks because he was afraid that he would be proud.

An Xiaojing raised her chin proudly and said, "Barely, it's passable, but I don't think it's enough to play just one piece."

"Then how many more songs shall I play?"

"I'd get tired of just playing the piano."

"Then I have prepared another surprise."

"Ok?"

Yan Wujing got up and took An Xiaojing's hand, leading him to the other side of the rooftop.

"This is?" An Xiaojing saw several staff members busy lighting the fire, and he looked at Yan Wujing in confusion, "What is this for?"

"Ever sat in a hot air balloon?"

An Xiaojing shook his head, "No."

"Then I'll take you to a seat tonight."

"what?"

Before An Xiaojing could fully react, he had already been carried into a hot air balloon by Yan Wujing.

When the hot air balloon rose slowly, An Xiaojing was inevitably a little nervous because it was his first time riding a hot air balloon, so he clenched the edges tightly and did not dare to let go.

Yan Wujing hugged his waist from behind, buried his head in his neck, and said affectionately: "My wife, is the night scene I sent you beautiful?"

The hot air balloon is rising higher and higher, and the neon lights under the feet are like thousands of stars, charming and dazzling.

An Xiaojing looked down, as if he was stepping on a starry sky, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off.

"It's very beautiful. It turns out that it's so beautiful standing in a hot air balloon."

"But to me, you are more beautiful than thousands of stars."

An Xiaojing smiled and looked back at Yan Wujing, "All right, since you are so good at coaxing people, I will forgive you for this matter."

"Then thank you, my wife, for having a lot."

After a while, Yan Wujing took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and took a beautiful photo of him and An Xiaojing.

In the photo, he is holding the back of An Xiaojing's neck with one hand and holding the phone in the other, kissing An Xiaojing passionately.

The background in the photo is a hot air balloon and a starry sky.

"Honey, I gotta let everyone know that we're always together."

After finishing speaking, Yan Wujing posted this photo on his own Weibo with the caption: Whoever spreads a rumor that I broke up with An Xiaojing will be at their own risk.

As soon as Yan Wujing's Weibo post was posted, the Internet exploded, and many big Vs forwarded the comments one after another.

[Boss Yan is so strong!Is this a direct response to the breakup rumors? 】

[Boss Yan's boyfriend is so manly! 】

[President Yan and Movie Emperor An will never break up!The CP I stand on will never fall! 】

[I suddenly discovered that the background in the photo is on a hot air balloon, my God, it’s so romantic! 】

[I also want to take a hot air balloon ride with my boyfriend, but I'm afraid of heights, why is it swollen? 】

[I also want to ride a hot air balloon with my girlfriend, but I don't have a girlfriend! 】

[Upstairs, it doesn't matter if you don't have a girlfriend, let's find a boyfriend!Hahaha. 】

[Isn't it nice to be single? 】

……

Yan Wujing hugged An Xiaojing for a long time and refused to let go, smelling the fragrance of his hair was like an addiction, no matter how much he smelled it, he couldn't get enough.

"Honey, your hair smells so good, what shampoo do you use?"

"The hotel's shampoo."

"No, not like."

"It's the shampoo from the hotel."

Yan Wujing's five fingers passed through An Xiaojing's hair, and he raised his hand slightly, and the smooth hair slipped from Yan Wujing's fingers little by little.

Yan Wujing closed his eyes and smelled the fragrance remaining in his palm, as if he had been poisoned, wanting more.

"Baby, do you want to experience the ultimate joy in a hot air balloon?"

"Do not."

Although Yan Wujing was asking for An Xiaojing's opinion, he has already proved with his actions that as the attacker, all the initiative is in his hands.

Yan Wujing's hand was placed on An Xiaojing's bathrobe belt at some point, and he pulled it lightly.

"Honey, I played the piano for you just now, it's time for you to say you love me."

"let go."

"But it's so high here, I'm afraid." Yan Wujing's tone was full of grievances, if someone didn't know, they would think that An Xiaojing bullied him.

"Wu Jing, your acting skills are useless to me."

Yan Wujing pinched An Xiaojing's chin and said with a smile, "Is it really useless?"

Yan Wujing showed aggrieved eyes, "Brother Jing."

An Xiaojing's defense was completely broken by the sound of Brother Jing, his heart beat faster, and it was difficult to restrain his strong liking for Yan Wujing.

"Yan Wujing..."

"Brother Jing, do you like me like this? Sometimes gentle, sometimes domineering."

"Um……"

"Brother Jing, I love you."