I was loved by my idol

Qin Ce watched He Chunian get into the agent's car, and walked away without looking back.Dejected, he climbed into his car, kicked off his shoes when he got home, and threw himself under the covers without hesitation.

He really couldn't figure out why he was hated by He Chunian, and he even asked his agent to lobby, probably because he was afraid that he would make himself anxious by talking directly?Will he be afraid that Qin Ce will be like the black-hearted president in those novels, blocking the road-breaking dragon, and will never be able to hang out in the world anymore?

How could he.

He Chunian was someone he held in his hands and on the tip of his heart. Even if He Chunian said one day to tell him to get away, he would never do such a thing.

But... Qin Ce kicked his feet straight on the bed, buried his face in the pillow and howled, how could this happen!

He is a rich n generation with young roots, is it so difficult to keep a small fresh meat?The movie has been filmed, the family has been gone, the meals have been eaten, resources have been prepared one after another, what is going to happen...

Besides, he is definitely much better than those bald, fat, greasy middle-aged men. Although he is not the appearance of an emperor who is not angry and arrogant, whoever sees him can't boast that he is handsome and cute? 1.8 meters, long legs, wealth and status are on display here, and it was posted by a small star in the past, how could it be reduced to being rejected by both the owner and the agent.

He turned his head and stared at the plan that he threw on the ground as soon as he entered the door. No matter what, he wanted to prove that he was not the kind of profiteer who would do anything to keep people. This plan must be done well.

Qin Ce turned on the working mode completely, even on weekends, making appointments with production companies and publicity companies, and working overtime on weekdays to make plans, desperately trying to get this job done.

After about a week like this, all the plans were finally finalized, and the artist who made the invitation also communicated about it. He dragged his exhausted body home, the room was dark, he didn't bother to turn on the light, and just slumped on the bed.

Picking up the phone, the conversation between him and He Chunian was still limited to the one about contacting his manager last week. He wanted to send something, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only stare at the screen as it went dark and then turned on again.

Being hated, no matter what you say, you will still be hated...

The mobile phone was left on the bed, and he lay there staring at the ceiling in a daze. His poor nurturing plan had not yet been completed and he had an accidental miscarriage, let alone indescribable. It has been a few months now, and he has never even touched his little hands. He is afraid He must be the most cowardly domineering president in history.

The phone suddenly buzzed and vibrated. Qin Ce grabbed it and thought it might be from a partner company. He Chunian's name dangled on the phone's incoming call reminder page.

Wow--! ! !

He flipped over and sat up with the mobile phone in his hand, but he made a calculation error and fell to the ground with a thud.

"It hurts..." The phone was thrown under the bed. He was afraid that He Chunian would not be able to hang up the phone in time, ignoring Guan's butt that had been smashed into eight petals, so he crawled in twice, and quickly pressed the answer button before he could get out.

"Hey……"

"You should return the clothes to me." He Chunian's long-lost voice was on the other end of the phone.

He suddenly remembered that the clothes he borrowed after frying the kitchen last time were still at his house, but...

Qin Ce forgot that he was still under the bed, and bumped into the bed board with excitement, "Hiss..." He gasped.

"What's wrong?" He Chunian heard something was wrong on the other side.

"It's okay, the phone fell off the bed and hit my head..." Qin Ce covered his head and withdrew and said, "Then I'll send it to you?"

That dress was almost the only connection between them. If it could be delayed for a while, it would be as if it would never come apart. Besides, He Chunian definitely didn't want to see him, so sending it was probably the best way.

"I need it urgently, you can send it to me now."

"Ah, send it over there?" Qin Ce was inevitably frustrated, did he want to make it clear in person, how anxious a set of sportswear can be, it's just an excuse, Qin Ce was unwilling in every possible way, but he knew in his heart that he couldn't hide, and said helplessly : "Okay, just wait for me."

He took He Chunian's clothes out of the closet, and secretly sprayed some of his own perfume on them before putting them in the bag, so that He Chunian could have his own scent for a short time.The white sweater that he borrowed when he was still on the set was still lying in the closet, he thought about it and still didn't take it out, let's keep it in mind.

He drove into the He Chunian community familiarly, but was unexpectedly not stopped at the door. Probably the guards remembered his car, so let him go. What's the use of remembering, he won't come again.

Taking the elevator to the door of He Chunian, he took three deep breaths, trying to make his expression not look so sad, and persuaded himself to calm down. He couldn't be a benefactor or a friend in the future, but at least he could still be a colleague.

Feeling uneasy in his heart, he retracted his outstretched fingers, hesitated before lightly pressing the doorbell.He hoped that He Chunian would come to open the door quickly. He really missed the person he hadn't seen for a week, but he also hoped that He Chunian would stop opening the door, as if he would not be separated if he didn't meet.

However, what kind of "separation" is this? It's just being driven here, or maybe never going in.

The door was opened with a click, Qin Ce was dejected, and bare feet came into view.

From bottom to top, the naked calf, the thigh covered by the nightgown, and the loosely tied waistband of the nightgown reveal a large piece of bare white chest. The mermaid line, the smooth line of the collarbone, the Adam's apple in the neck, the clean chin, the red lips, the delicate nose, and the sight that collides together.

He Chunian held the door with one hand, tilted his head, his chin and neck were hooked gracefully, the corner of his mouth was smiling, and he raised a sexy arc, and said in a clear voice, "You are here."

After Qin Ce's eyes collided with his, he never moved again. Those dark pupils seemed to suck his soul into him, making him forget where he was, what he was going to do, and even where he was. who I am.

He felt as if He Chunian had set a fire on him, spreading from the heart to the whole body, burning his whole body and making his blood boil. He drooled and opened his mouth, but couldn't even make a sound.

"Come in." He Chunian raised his arm to make way for him.But Qin Ce's feet seem to weigh a thousand catties at the moment. He can't move a step or even move a finger. At the moment, his brain is buzzing, and he has no spare time to control his body movements. His head is still processing. The eclectic scene when He Chunian opened the door just now.

"What? Do I have to hug you?" He Chunian reached out and hooked Qin Ce's neck, and pulled him into his arms. With a smug smile on his face, he looked at Qin Ce, who looked like a cooked shrimp from head to toe. Policy.

Qin Ce was brought into his arms by him, and the air around him was replaced by He Chunian's breath, he opened his mouth to breathe desperately, he couldn't believe it, first he saw such a scene, and now he was embraced in his arms again , He suspected that he was dreaming, a very unreal dream, he leaned on his shoulder blankly, and was instinctively brought into the room by him, until he sat on the sofa, he still felt that everything was an illusion.

The carpet slipped under his feet, the sofa sat on him, the TV danced in front of him, and the hymns shone in from the balcony, he felt as if he was floating, he felt that his consciousness was a little unclear, the world seemed to be chaotic, scattered With colorful holy light.

He Chunian folded his arms, he was very satisfied with Qin Ce's reaction.I still can't move you, how dare I have no news for a week.

That day, the manager said some unreasonable things without thinking. He Chunian didn't take it seriously. Don't have any points in mind?But when He Chunian turned on his phone, he found that Qin Ce really hadn't made the little red on his profile light up for a week.

This made He Chunian wonder, could it be that his charm value has dropped?Or the domineering president has no integrity and has a new love?

This rich second generation is too immature, so he changed his target so quickly?

But why should he bother with this? Wouldn't it be better if Qin Ce wasn't there?No one posts unhealthy jokes, not funny emojis, no one who is mentally retarded, no one asks him if he wants to act and then throws him a frustrating script, and no one pesters him to eat , to play, and more importantly, he never has to worry about his kitchen again.

But when he thought about that person ignoring his beauty and trying to take care of him, he felt his teeth itch. Even during the shooting two days ago, he even asked the photographer for a photo on Weibo that was so handsome that both people and gods were angry. No news from Qin Ce was received.

While wondering what the hell he was doing, He Chunian changed into the nightgown he wouldn't usually wear, and waited for him at the door for half an hour.

It's just a test of charisma, that's all.Of course, he was very satisfied with the test results.

"Are you busy recently?" He Chunian sat next to him and asked him.

Qin Ce nodded, he stared at He Chunian, and he didn't know where to put his eyes, whether they should be placed on his star-like eyes, or on his chiseled muscles, or on his naked body. His calf and slender ankle, he blinked, and finally could only stare at his own feet.

"Too busy to contact me?"

He shook his head again, but he wouldn't be so busy. If He Chunian didn't like it, he could turn into a humanoid pendant on He Chunian's body and hang it on him for 24 hours without rest.

"Hey..." He Chunian sneered, "That means they don't want to talk to me."

"I don't have any." Qin Ce said that he was wronged. He Chunian didn't want to contact him, so why did he not want to contact him?It's obvious that He Chunian wanted to draw a clear line, but why did he say that he didn't want to talk to him?

"Are you still wronged?" He Chunian looked at him with a face that was about to cry: "Who is it who swears that he will take care of me, and he is tired of it in just a few days. He has a seven-year itch, you Itching after seven days?"

"How can I..." Qin Ce lowered his head and played with his fingers, thinking that from the beginning to the end, the only person he liked was He Chunian.

"I believe you!" He Chunian rolled his eyes at him, and sure enough, these rich second-generation dudes are all the same.

"But it's obvious that you don't want to have any contact with me, and you even asked your agent to tell me that I'm not the kind of person who can be entangled, you've already done this..."

"Wait a minute..." He Chunian laughed angrily and asked him, "When did I stop letting you contact me? Let the agent talk about it? Your brain power is very good, It’s a pity not to be a screenwriter.”

Although Qin Ce was a little dazed, he was not stupid, the gloom on his face was swept away, he felt like a drowning person finally grabbed a life-saving straw, he jumped up desperately and asked, "So, can I still contact you? "

"Tsk, the phone is in your hand, can I tie you up?"

"But... why are you in such a hurry to get the clothes back?" Qin Ce thought he was trying to cut off all the connections between them.

"I..." Of course I was looking for an excuse for you to come to me, He Chunian coughed twice and said, "You haven't eaten yet, I'll go get something to eat."

He stood up with a whoosh, the loose belt of his clothes went on strike because of sitting for too long, his entire chest was exposed, under the nightgown was a pair of silk shorts, the waist of the trousers was very low and stuck on his crotch, the material of the shorts was very sagging Feeling, directly led to a certain dangerous place looming...

Qin Ce stared there motionless, his face was flushed with fireworks crackling in his head, his eyes were wide open, and [-] words of rubbish and a small yellow picture worth G floated in his head instantly.

Rao He Chunian didn't expect such a situation to happen, he coughed lightly to ease the embarrassment: "I'm going to change clothes."

Qin Ce sat there blankly on the sofa, the heat on his face lingering for a long time.