The actor is a warm man during the day and a jackal at night

Half an hour later, Feng Ci picked up Mr. Zhang, who had a bruised nose, a swollen face, and was in pain like falling apart. He showed a calm smile again, and was about to smash down his raised fist. Mr. Zhang immediately raised his hands and arms to block the door , trembling tremblingly.

Appreciating Mr. Zhang's cowardice, Feng Ci's smile suddenly became kind. He let go of his right fist, patted Mr. Zhang's lapel lightly, and said gently: "Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry, I'm so offended. Please don't be offended."

Mr. Zhang was suddenly confused and scared, his eyes moved slowly from behind his arms, and looked at Feng Ci in horror: "Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Ci still had a charming smile, and his clear eyes were pure and innocent. From the corner of his eyes, he looked sideways at Ye Lili who was sitting on the sofa playing with her mobile phone.

Ye Lili understood immediately, got up and pulled a chair under Mr. Zhang's buttocks.

Mr. Zhang looked up at Feng Ci flatteredly with a swollen face. He didn't dare to sit down, but Feng Ci bent his eyes and smiled slightly, and gently pressed his shoulders to let him sit down.

"Uh..." Mr. Zhang couldn't help swallowing.

Feng Ci looked down at him condescendingly, but he didn't take any traces of the prosperous world. He looked at Mr. Zhang's ugly and hurt face regrettably, and sighed: "Zhang always rolled down the stairs, right? Why? It fell like this?"

Mr. Zhang is also a person who has experienced big storms in the society. Besides, he has just experienced a severe beating in society. At this time, his mind is spinning faster than anyone else, and he nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, it is because I fell down the stairs, but It hurts me to death, and makes Mr. Feng worry..."

"Hush..." Feng Ci pointed his right index finger in front of his lips, beckoning him to shut up, and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhang is being polite. After all, I have to call you "Uncle". It's too much for you to call me "Mr. Feng." It's out of season, doesn't that bother me? "

"Xianxianxian...my nephew..." Mr. Zhang's voice trembled uncontrollably, "I spoke...too abruptly...without thinking, my injury is worrying my nephew, just rest for a few days, it's nothing event."

Feng Ci was very satisfied with his attitude, and the mole under the corner of his eyes seemed to be full of arrogance.

He stretched out his hand to straighten the skirt of Mr. Zhang's bathrobe, and said leisurely, "Uncle Zhang, you said that I hurt you like this, you wouldn't go outside and chew my tongue, would you? Say that I have a fierce nature, a bad temper, If you don't agree with each other, you will fight..."

Chief Inspector Zhang interrupted him in a timely manner, and stopped him righteously: "Nephew, what nonsense are you talking about? What does my injury have to do with you? I obviously fell by myself, and you have always been gentle, kind, and sunny. Who would dare?" If you say you are fierce and violent, I will be anxious with him, which means that he doesn't understand you at all."

Feng Ci reluctantly raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of his eyes with his slightly bent index finger, and patted his shoulder with the other hand: "Uncle is right, but what about your two subordinates?"

"I swear, I promise they won't go out and talk nonsense, otherwise..." Mr. Zhang put up three fingers in his right hand, and said ruthlessly, "Otherwise, the three of us will be struck by lightning and die a terrible death!"

"Hiss—" Feng Ci gasped pretentiously, "Uncle Zhang is too cruel to me, how can I swear such a poisonous oath casually, but since I have made an oath, please ask Uncle Zhang to keep his promise, after all Sometimes even if God is not working, man-made may make it show up for a while.”

Mr. Zhang was sitting on a chair shivering like a weak and helpless fat quail, his whole body was wrapped in cold sweat, and his wounds were so painful that he was dying.

Feng Ci finally let him go, and tilted his head at Ye Lili: "Lily, what are you doing in a daze? We have disturbed Mr. Zhang for so long, we should go."

Mr. Zhang shook his head reflexively like a rattle: "Don't disturb, don't disturb, don't disturb."

Feng Ci walked into the bedroom and carried the unconscious Xiao You on his shoulders. Ye Lili couldn't help much, so she just followed Feng Ci blankly, and carefully closed the door for Mr. Zhang when going out.

He directly took Xiao You back to his room, carefully placed him on the bed, then turned around and went into the bathroom to take a shower, beat Mr. Zhang until he was sweating hotly, so he had to stand under the shower to take a shower.

The rushing water just happened to be able to suppress the turmoil in his body.

Twenty minutes later, Feng Ci walked out wrapped in a white cotton bathrobe, and while wiping his hair with an absorbent towel, he approached the bed. The locks of hair were still dripping at the ends.

He wiped his hair and looked down at Xiao You who was lying on the bed, with nostalgia in his eyes unconsciously.

Two minutes later, Feng Ci threw the towel on the bedside table, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Xiao You's face more seriously. His white, warm and beautiful fingers gently stroked his cheeks, and his fingertips traced his eyebrows, eyes, Straight nose bridge, thin and delicate lips, thin and small jaw, slender and smooth neck...

His hands continued to go down, stroking the thin collarbone, the not-so-strong but not weak x-muscles, the firm waist with a dimple...

After his hands were addicted, he found the recording pen in Xiao You's trouser pocket belatedly.

The recorder stubbornly still had two batteries left. After he stopped recording, he took the recorder and got up and walked around the end of the bed. Standing in front of the partition glass door of the terrace, he put the recorder to his ear and began to listen carefully.

The first recording turned out to be the words of Huang Ke and fat manager, Feng Ci's calm face suddenly became serious, he knew that Xiao You was spying on him.

The second recording was Mr. Zhang's turn. This recording was very long, until the hero rescued the beauty and beat Mr. Zhang violently, and found the recording pen from Xiao You's trouser pocket.

Feng Ci was playing with the recorder in his hand, and stood at the end of the bed quietly looking at Xiao You. He knew very well that Xiao You's purpose for approaching him was not pure, and he also guessed that it was a lot of black material about him. When he heard that Huang Kena During the recording, his expression slowly changed from serious to chuckle.

Because that recording has almost no lethal effect on him, and uploading it to the Internet will only lead to public opinion by him, promoting a positive image that he does not want to deceive fans.

Feng Ci clearly knows that putting Xiao You by his side is like setting a time bomb, but he can't help but find this time bomb more and more cute.

He knelt on one knee at the end of the bed, approached him, and slowly folded on his body, just when his scorching breath was about to touch Xiao You's lips, there was an untimely knock on the door.

This is the third time, every time he wants to make out with Xiao You, there will always be some particularly unpleasant movements.

If it went on like this, he suspected he might have knock-knock PTSD.

Feng Ci sighed and climbed out of bed from the end of the bed, hurriedly opened the door, Huang Ke was standing outside.

Seal: "..."

"That incident at night was indeed my negligence. First, I didn't expect Xiao You to be important to you. Second, I thought he might like Mr. Zhang's arrangement. The entertainment industry...is dirty..."

Huang Ke said guiltily, "But no matter what, Xiao You belongs to you, so I should pay more attention to it. So... I have to come to apologize to you personally, and return the glasses you left in the lounge by the way."

Huang Ke handed the glasses case to Feng Ci, then took a step back and bowed deeply to him.