Isn't it good to get married before dumping?

Wen Yuanyi understood what he meant, and was a little surprised. Even though he had done everything he should have done that night, he still felt very shy at this moment. No matter if he was a good friend before, he was a bit restrained, even if he had never known each other. The scene still left Wen Yuan at a loss.

But when I signed the contract, it was agreed that I should show that I have been in love for many years and that I am intimate and loving.

Zhou Jianan saw Wen Yuan's embarrassment, and when he was about to withdraw his words, Wen Yuan said, "Got it."

To cultivate feelings, physical contact is also one of the ways.

Perhaps also the most effective one.

Zhou Jianan opened his arms, Wen Yuan leaned forward on tiptoe,

One wanted to hug, and the other thought it was kissgoodbye.

I couldn't help laughing.

Wen Yuan knew that there were two people watching not far away, and he didn't want to procrastinate any longer in this atmosphere, so he lightly grabbed Zhou Jianan's windbreaker collar, tiptoed and touched his cheek.

Very lightly.

Wen Yuan was completely blocked by Zhou Jianan, and the two people outside couldn't see his face at all. He said, "Good night, see you tomorrow."

"Good night." Zhou Canaan said.

His voice trembled a little.

Watching Zhou Jianan get into the car and leave, Wen Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, put his right palm on his left chest, and felt his heart beating faster.

"call……"

Wen Yuan recalled that superficial veneer, and unconsciously pursed his lips.

He didn't expect that such a 'playing around' could make him so excited.

Well, solo for so many years, the first time to be intimate with someone in a sober state, the other party is still an earth-shatteringly handsome man, and someone he once liked.

"Well...don't want to." Wen Yuan rubbed his slightly cold palms, and returned to the studio to continue working.

Wen Yuan didn't drag his tired body to take a shower until the middle of the night, after finishing the two-day procrastinating list, because he was too tired, so he didn't dry his hair, but just wiped it with a dry towel.

Woke up the next day with a blocked nose and a groggy head.

Caught a cold.

Wen Yuan has a high frequency of colds, and summer is fine, starting from autumn, if he doesn't come once a month, it will be difficult to pass, and he will catch a cold if he is not careful.

But this time Wen Yuan admits it.

He was really tired last night. He hasn't stayed up all night for a long time, and he won't be so sleepy that he doesn't have the energy to blow his hair.

He is an otaku and doesn't go out very much. He works at home every day and occasionally participates in handmade fairs. He has a lot of time to create and receive orders. There are very few such delays.

Wen Yuan put on a blanket and sneaked into the kitchen, set the pot on fire, and planned to cook some noodles before taking medicine.

During the interval of cooking porridge, I opened the work WeChat to read, replied to the message, and took the order.

Considering that she was newly married to Zhou Jianan and was planning to live together, she didn't dare to answer too many questions.

When it was almost noon, Zhou Jianan's call came.Wen Yuan is taking photos of the works completed last night and sending them to customers, and agreeing on the delivery time.

"Hey?"

Zhou Jianan's side was very quiet, he said, "Have you eaten yet?"

Wen Yuan looked at the noodle bowl that had just been emptied on the coffee table: "Eat, how about you?"

"I haven't, I'm here to pick you up and eat together." Zhou Canaan said lightly.

Wen Yuan: "Then I'll pack up and accompany you."

Zhou Jianan: "Alright, I'll be there in 10 minutes."

Wen Yuan hurriedly got up to clean up the messy coffee table, packed up the trash, even forgot to put on his coat, and rushed out to take out the trash.

Shanghai's garbage sorting has become very standardized, and Wen Yuan had to start sorting garbage in the cool autumn wind that just rained.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, why did you come out with so little on? Be careful and catch a cold again."

Wen Yuan turned his head and saw Lulu, a kindergarten teacher at the entrance of the village, a cute little girl with a round face. Wen Yuan smiled and said, "It's okay, just for a while."

Lulu frowned after hearing this: "You must have caught a cold."

Wen Yuan said embarrassedly: "A little bit."

While the two chatted for a few words, the trash had already been put away, and Zhou Jianan also arrived early.

Wen Yuan saw the Mercedes-Benz parked in front of his house. Zhou Jianan came down wearing a leather jacket, a cap and sunglasses, looked out the window slightly, and took out his mobile phone to call Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan didn't bring his mobile phone out, and he didn't expect Zhou Jianan to come so quickly.

"Oh, brother Xiaoyuan, look at that man!!" Lulu covered her mouth with one hand and pointed in the direction of the nanny's car.

Zhou Jianan looked over and found Wen Yuan.

"It's a friend of mine, I'll go back first." Wen Yuan hurriedly slipped away, although Zhou Jianan covered it tightly, but he still couldn't hide his aura of being a rich star.

It's not good to be recognized.

Just as Wen Yuan walked over a few steps, Zhou Jianan also walked over.

"Why do you wear so little?"

"It's okay, I just came out to take out the trash, I'll go back and change it right away... Ah Choo!"

Wen Yuan covered his mouth and nose, and vaguely felt that a little snot should be sprayed out.

"Here." Zhou Canaan handed him a tissue.

When Wen Yuan buried his head in cleaning, he covered his body with a piece of clothing. The clothing was quite large, and the thick leather wrapped Wen Yuan tightly with the body temperature of the other party.

Instantly, the soreness from the top of the head to the tip of the nose was relieved a lot.

"Caught a cold again." Zhou Jianan said.

Wen Yuan nodded, and smiled embarrassedly, thinking that Zhou Jianan still remembered his body that was prone to colds.

Wen Yuan wanted to return the clothes to Zhou Jianan by pinching the toilet paper balls, and took off his coat. There was only a T-shirt under him, and it looked too flimsy.

"No, let's go home first." Zhou Jianan's tone could not be refused, and he turned his body sideways to signal Wen Yuan to go ahead.

Wen Yuan thought to himself, in case someone recognized him, he should not stay for a long time, so he went back with his clothes on.

The living room looked much tidier after a simple tidying up.As soon as Wen Yuan entered the door, he took off his coat and returned it to Zhou Jianan, inviting him to sit on the sofa.

"I'm going to change clothes and I'll be down soon."

After Wen Yuan finished speaking, he ran upstairs to change clothes.

With his elbows on his knees, Zhou Jianan was looking at the medicines on the table. It was a big box with a lot of medicines in it. He knew that Wenyuan was prone to colds when the weather was cold, and he knew that his resistance was weak.

At that time, he also told Wen Yuan that after the college entrance examination, he would take him to exercise together to improve his resistance.

In the blink of an eye, it has now arrived, and judging from the medicine in the box, his resistance is no better, or even worse.

How did he get here all these years, what happened, why so many things happened, he never contacted himself once.

The iron stairs made the sound of being trampled, indicating that Wen Yuan was coming down.

Zhou Jianan turned around and looked over, Wen Yuan was walking down carefully step by step.

Seeing Zhou Jianan looking at him, Wen Yuan stood only a few steps above the ground, showed a smile, and asked him: "Is it too casual for me to dress like this?"

He pointed to the knitted sweater on his body.

Wen Yuan hasn't bought clothes for a long time, and even keeps the clothes from his college days. This knitted sweater was given by the brand when he cooperated with a niche designer brand the year before last.

It's also a thousand dollars less, so it's not cheap, he thought.

Zhou Jianan's eyes were glued to Wen Yuan's body, and he stood up intently.

"No, it's very nice and fits your temperament very well."

Wen Yuan was very happy. He hadn't been praised for being good-looking for a long time, because he didn't go out at all, so he said that he would grab his hair again and rushed into the bathroom.

Zhou Jianan stood by the sofa, thought for a while, picked up his phone and sent a few messages to his assistant.

Wen Yuan quickly brushed his hair down a little, trying not to make it look so messy and dry.

The driver was waiting at the door, Wen Yuan followed Zhou Jianan and walked over, Zhou Jianan let him go first, and he was behind, and closed the door after sitting down.

When going out, Wen Yuan casually grabbed a windbreaker and put it on, the T-shirt + sweater alone was still a bit cold, after all, he had a cold now.

"Xiaoye, turn up the air conditioner." Zhou Jianan said to the driver.

The driver adjusted, and the temperature inside the car rose quickly. Wen Yuan thought that Zhou Jianan had changed a lot, he was such a gentleman and considerate.Wanted to take off the windbreaker, it's not very comfortable to wear a big coat in the car.

But he was wearing a seat belt, and there was a bag on his lap, and the belt on the windbreaker got entangled with the seat belt bag while moving. Wen Yuan buried himself in it for a while, but to no avail.

"Let me do it." Zhou Jianan leaned over, lowered his head, and saw all kinds of tapes in his hands being messed up.

Wen Yuan was unprepared and froze in place for a while, not daring to move, and even trying to control his breathing lightly.

But Zhou Jianan just leaned over in front of him, moving his hands to untie the belt, he realized something for a moment when he looked down, he didn't dare to look again as if his eyes had been stabbed by a strong light, and looked at the roof of the car in embarrassment.

If you don't know the inside story, no matter how you look at it, it looks like Zhou Jianan is giving Wen Yuan that.

Zhou Jianan was caught in the struggle with those straps, and he didn't feel how stiff Wen Yuan's body was at the moment.

After a few minutes.

"Okay," Zhou Jianan finally untied it, and very smoothly picked up his bag and put it aside, then unbuckled his seat belt.

Wen Yuan: "Thank you."

Originally, it was agreed to have dinner with Zhou Jianan, but it seemed that there was not enough time, so the car drove directly to the movie theater where the premiere was held.

"Let's go and put on makeup later." Zhou Jianan said, and glanced at the media and fans crowded outside the car: "There are a lot of people, put on a mask, get out of the car and follow me, don't get lost."

Wen Yuan said yes obediently.

In fact, it's not that exaggerated, there are security guards opening the way, and Zhou Jianan's fans are not that crazy, they all stand on both sides, not even shouting loudly.

It should have been the same as before, but when Zhou Jianan got out of the car this time, he was accompanied by another strange man, and the sharp-eyed media and fans quickly recognized that it was the "scandal" actor from the previous few days.

Immediately, the scene boiled up, fans were shouting Zhou Jianan's name, and the media's short-sighted guns also came together.

The security guard tried his best to stop him, Zhou Jianan took Wen Yuan's hand back, and walked quickly into the shopping mall.

After successfully leaving the chaotic scene, Wen Yuan still had lingering fears, but seeing that Zhou Jianan didn't respond, he must have been used to this kind of scene, so he had no choice but to be strong and calm.

Zhou Jianan was quickly called away, and before leaving, he asked his assistant, Wai Wai, to take good care of Wen Yuan.

The two met once at the door of Wen Yuan's house, but they didn't speak.

"Brother Wen Yuan, my name is Wai Wai, and I'm Brother Canaan's assistant. I've been with him for four years." Wai Wai introduced himself and opened him a bottle of water.

It was the first time for Wen Yuan to drink the water boiled by a girl, and he was a little embarrassed.

After Zhou Jianan saw the main creator, he was dragged away to put on makeup again, and asked Weiwai to bring Wen Yuan to the dressing room.

On the way, I ran into the heroine and the second male lead of the movie. The two had already done their styling. They were chatting on the sofa in the rest area, and Wai Wai took the initiative to say hello.

Seeing Wen Yuan, everyone knew there was such a person, so they said hello.

"Canaan is doing modeling, it will take a long time, let's chat." The heroine said.

Wen Yuan instinctively wanted to refuse, but he didn't dare. After all, this might be Zhou Jianan's friend and connection.I had to go and sit down.

After chatting for a while, the assistant director, the second female and the third female all joined together. A group of people were chatting happily about some gossip in the circle, and they didn't forget to invite Wen Yuan to laugh together.

"By the way, Xiaoyuan, you Canaan must have gossiped with you too. We've said it all and you've said one, and we're shocked." A girl present said.

Wen Yuan's eyes were a little flustered, and he guessed that everyone must have thought that he had been in love with Zhou Jianan for a long time, otherwise this kind of occasion would not have happened.

Is this a rule in the circle?

But I really don't know what gossip is.

Wen Yuan pursed his lips, searched in his mind for a while, and said one thing.

"Fuck."

"really?"

"So there is such a past?"

"How did you know that?"

Wen Yuan straightened his back and silently encouraged himself.

"I... saw it on Douyin."

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The author has something to say:

All the stars: Zhou Jianan, your wife is playing tricks on us.

Zhou Canaan: Let me say a compensation.

All the stars: Tch, what can you have?

Canaan Zhou: I'm married.