Quick Transmigration: Don't be the hero of the show

Just as Fu Yang at the door changed his wet clothes, he heard Wei Xuan acting like a baby inside.Taking advantage of the rest of the filming staff, he smiled on the surface: "How old are you, and you still want to listen to bedtime stories."

Yan Mingxiu was a little tired after a day of filming, but Fu Yang's words didn't please him.

Before he could speak, the little boy in the quilt let go of his little hand aggrieved: "Then...then I won't listen, Xuanxuan will sleep well."

There were tears in the child's eyes, and the skin was white and tender just after taking a bath, which made Yan Mingxiu subconsciously feel that he had made a huge mistake.

He quickly got up and closed the door, his eyes swished out at the man who was jealous of the children outside the door.

The corners of the young man's eyes were a little red due to exhaustion, which was set off by his fair skin, like a plum blossom in fragrant snow.

Fu Yang was stared at by those eyes, lost his temper in an instant, and let Yan Mingxiu accompany Wei Xuan.

This child is exceptionally precocious, and what he wants to hear is definitely not some Hans Christian Andersen fairy tale.Yan Mingxiu looked at Wei Xuan tenderly, and asked him what bedtime story he would like to hear.

The little boy rolled his eyes and popped out four words: "Romance of the Three Kingdoms."

Yan Mingxiu was also a little surprised. At this age, other children are still just learning to read, but he has already read the four great classics.

He thought for a while, and then asked, "Who does Xuanxuan like most?"

The boy thought for a while, until Yan Mingxiu almost thought he was asleep, and then he heard an unexpected name: "Sima Yi."

This was really unexpected by Yan Mingxiu. He originally thought that the children would like generals like Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Zhao Yun, or counselors like Zhuge Liang. Sima Yi has never had a good reputation. Most importantly, he I also don't know much about this character.

You can't lose face in front of your children, right? Yan Mingxiu asked curiously: "Why does Xuanxuan like him?"

The little boy was serious: "Because the Three Kingdoms fought, but he won the world in the end."

Such a simple and honest reason made Yan Mingxiu laugh, and didn't say anything more, and reluctantly said an empty city plan that had something to do with Sima Yi.

Wei Xuan listened with relish, and just fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at the child's pink cheeks, Yan Mingxiu felt his heart soften.

He returned to his room lightly, only to find that there was a person lying on the bed.

He subconsciously thought it was a thief, but when he got closer, he realized that it was Fu Yang who had fallen asleep hugging the quilt.

Yan Mingxiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but seeing the tired look of the man, he couldn't bear to wake him up, so he had to take a shower and change his clothes first.

After half an hour of tossing and returning, Fu Yang still didn't show any signs of waking up. Yan Mingxiu sighed and had to take out the bedding from the closet, planning to spend the night on the ground.

Just as he was about to bend down to spread the quilt, the young man felt dizzy for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he had already been pulled onto the bed by Fu Yang.

"Are you pretending to be asleep?"

"No way." The tall man rubbed against his neck like a small animal, with a deep tiredness in his tone, "I also want to listen to Mingxiu's bedtime story."

"Be careful."

As soon as the words fell, I felt a tingling sensation on the back of my neck.

"I'm just narrow-minded, I don't care, Mingxiu is mine." The back of his neck was getting hotter and hotter, and Yan Mingxiu couldn't tell whether it was his overheated body temperature after taking a shower, or the hot breath of the other party.

A kiss landed on the cheek, causing a shudder.Yan Mingxiu subconsciously wanted to escape, but he was afraid that the struggle would cause a stronger storm, so he could only maintain a stiff posture and look at the man with a flushed face.

"So, Mingxiu has to make it up to me." Fu Yang smiled with his eyes bent, and kissed him without any scruples.

This night's dream was extremely beautiful. He and Fu Yang were walking on the beach, looking at Wei Xuan who was playing in the water in the distance.

a family of three.very nice……

The original itinerary on Saturday was for the two of them to take their children to a picnic, but the program team received a temporary sponsorship. The picnic was still a picnic, but the location was changed to Wushan, a famous scenic spot in City A.

Fu Yang tossed until midnight yesterday, worried about Yan Mingxiu's health, so he told the program crew to take the cable car up.

Yan Mingxiu was afraid that people would see the clues, so he naturally refused, insisting on climbing the mountain, Fu Yang had no choice but to let him go.

Only halfway up the mountain, Yan Mingxiu felt that his waist was about to break, and he couldn't straighten up at all.

A few old men and women who were exercising walked past them, looking calm and relaxed: "Young people nowadays, you still need to exercise more."

Yan Mingxiu was speechless, and glared at Fu Yang from an angle that the camera couldn't capture.

Wei Xuan is still full of energy, even if he is sweating all over his body, and he is a child, he is a little tired after all.

Yan Mingxiu cheered up and helped him wipe the sweat off his forehead, and the child imitated his movements to help Yan Mingxiu wipe the sweat. The adults and children together really looked like a father and son.

Fu Yang had a worried face on his face: "I asked the director to drive up, let's go up in the car, anyway, the material should be recorded enough."

Yan Mingxiu took a few breaths, listened to his thumping heartbeat, and shook his head: "No, there's no reason to give up halfway."

This person seems gentle and amiable, but in fact, he is more persistent than anyone else in deciding things in his bones.

Fu Yang squinted his eyes and looked at him for a while, with a smile in his tone: "Okay, I'll accompany you."

Yan Mingxiu turned to look at Wei Xuan: "Is Xuan Xuan tired? Do you still want to continue climbing? If you don't want to, ask your uncle to take you up, okay?"

The little boy's eyes were also extremely firm: "Xuanxuan is not tired, Xuanxuan also wants to climb the mountain with his father."

Yan Mingxiu laughed, took his little hand, and continued towards the top of the mountain.

Thinking of the last time I came to Wushan, it seemed a long time ago.At that time, it seemed that it was still an activity organized by the school. In the second semester of the second year of high school, the school organized a spring outing for them to welcome them to the third year of high school.

Yan Mingxiu's grades have been very good since he was a child, even in a key high school where top students gather, he can always get into the top three in his grade.

There are quite a few art students in the school, and most of them have mediocre grades. As one of the best, Yan Mingxiu is occasionally assigned to other tasks.

That day, Yan Mingxiu was suddenly called to the office by the head teacher. Before Yan Mingxiu knew what happened, he saw another boy standing in front of the head teacher.

The other party was wearing an ordinary white shirt, and the breeze blew up the boy's long black hair, exposing his tall nose.

As an art student studying acting, Yan Mingxiu had naturally met him, but they had never seen each other before, so he didn't know why he appeared here.

"Mingxiu, do you have time on weekends?"

Yan Mingxiu thought for a while, and replied honestly: "I have an acting class on Saturday, and I'm free on Sunday."

"That's good..." The head teacher nodded happily, "The thing is, Fu Moyang is a bit biased, and his grades have not improved. The teacher just wants you to learn acting, can you help each other, Zhou Zhou Take some time today to help classmate Fu make up lessons."

"Of course, this is all voluntary." The head teacher quickly added, "If you don't want to, the teacher won't force you."

Yan Mingxiu was still thinking, but Fu Moyang directly extended his hand with a bright smile: "Student Yan, thank you for taking the time to help me with my lessons."

He remembered clearly that at that time he clearly hadn't agreed to anything.

Yan Mingxiu frowned, glanced at Fu Yang who was arguing with Wei Xuan, and thought to himself, so everything is traceable, this guy was already a rascal before.