Lovers torture themselves every day

Once a person takes something lightly, he suddenly wakes up at a certain moment, and then there is a kind of indifference of great enlightenment, laughing at the changes in the situation and blooming and falling.

Just like Ji Yan.

The moment he thinks fame doesn't matter, he's won.

So regardless of the muddy water behind him and Yu Jing Xu Wenming's jaw almost dropped, Mr. Ji said calmly and gracefully as always: "Fu Siyuan, go home."

Fu Siyuan opened the door graciously, followed up erratically, and stalked to hold hands again. His status rose from being a thug to a lover again.He held Ji Yan's hand in his palm, gently scratched it with his index finger, and whispered: "Have you seen the false news posted on the Internet? They actually ruined your reputation."

Correct!

In Fu Siyuan's heart, it is false news that whoever is with his Taoist partner is false. Ji Yan loves him deeply, and treats all Yingying Yanyan as dung, and the weak water only takes one scoop for three thousand.

That's more than just a word 'pet', it's like three thousand pets in one person.

Ji Yan paused, and asked suspiciously, "What news?"

Fu Siyuan took out his mobile phone and found that the entries that used to be at the top are now sliding to the end. He swipe between his fingers to flip it out and hand it to Ji Yan: "Look, this is it."

Ji Yan took a look and found that the scene was quite familiar. After a closer look, he saw the familiar neon lights in the corner of the photo and realized that it was a place to eat hot pot.

The last time Yu Jing said that she was going to be famous, but she got drunk and couldn't stand on the side of the road. news.

Ji Yan heard that Fu Siyuan said that he was ruining his reputation and thought he was a competitor, but now he saw that it was just an entertainment news edited by a picture, and he didn't care much at all.

"False news, it should be gone by tomorrow."

He also doesn't know the means of the entertainment industry, but the basic ideas of some public relations methods are still the same.

If there is heat, ferment first, and then clarify after the traffic passes, and you can also gain a lot of sympathy.

Seeing his Taoist companion's obviously indifferent expression, Fu Siyuan curled his lips quietly.

Ji Yan, a cruel man, didn't care at all whether he was jealous or not, he just explained four words meaningfully.

Will these four words be gone next time?

Ji Yan's gaze fell on Fu Siyuan's trembling lips, and he could hear some faint voices, like murmurs, as thin as a mosquito.

"What did you say?"

Fu Siyuan glanced at his Taoist companion's expression, and said in a low voice, "I've been miserable all day, so you just explain four words."

Such official words are not as strong as his scolding with others.

Sure enough, men don't cherish it when they get it.

At the beginning, I called him baby by mouth.

Now, tut tut~

Seeing the expression of regret on Fu Siyuan's face, Ji Yan shook his head in a very dramatic manner, raised his eyelids and said, "How do you want me to explain it? You eat vinegar every day."

It was okay before, but now that I have amnesia, why am I so jealous.

Now there is no smile on his brows and eyes, he just looked at him coldly, his expression was as cold as frost and snow in winter.

Fu Siyuan was stunned.

It's over, my Taoist companion seems to be angry.

He glanced cautiously again, and found that there was nothing to be seen on the man's face, so he could only shut up and drive dejectedly.

It looked like a big dog trained by its master, and every breath on its body was full of cowardice.

The long-lost tranquility along the way.

When Ji Yan got home, he closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa, and suddenly heard a few footsteps, followed by a scent of fragrance. He opened his eyes and saw that Fu Siyuan brought a bowl of soup.

Xu Shi saw him open his eyes, Fu Siyuan said in a soft voice: "I was warmed up just now, do you want to drink?"

In the bowl is Ji Yan's shrimp soup, with some wakame added in it, the biyingying color is matched with the red shrimp, the color looks very beautiful.

It's also very fragrant, he can smell the umami when he sits here.

Ji Yan suddenly remembered that he told Fu Siyuan that he wanted to drink soup, but he met Yu Jing again after the man cooked it, and it was almost nine o'clock now.

Fu Siyuan got off work at five o'clock, and had been waiting for three hours for the soup to be cooked.

He looked at the man beside him. In fact, the handsome man had no expression on his face, but no matter how pitiful he looked, his voice was lower than usual.

He recalled what he said in the car, and felt that the tone was a bit bad.

Ji Yan rubbed his forehead, took the bowl with his hand, took a sip and said softly, "Did I treat you badly today?"

Fu Siyuan pondered for a moment: "It's not so bad."

It's just that there is no smile, it looks a little bluffing.

Ji Yan thought back on what he had said, and after another taste, he felt that it was really not much better.

He looked at the soup in the bowl, then at the man beside him, and suddenly felt that he was a little too much.

Ji Yan said: "I'm sorry, I may have been troubled by the company's affairs."

If you feel you are wrong, apologize and try to correct it later.Mr. Ji learned from his father in this point, and he is not hypocritical.

Fu Siyuan was made uncomfortable by his Taoist companion's apology, he said: "You don't need to apologize, it's just a small matter." His eyes fell on the young man's lips, and after a slight pause, he said: "Why don't you give me a kiss?" .”

He pressed his chest, as if he had been greatly wronged: "When you don't smile at me, I feel like my heart is about to break, so hurry up and kiss me to comfort me."

I have to use the kisses of my Taoist companion to soothe my wounded heart.

Otherwise, this matter will not pass.

Ji Yan hugged the person directly and gave a mouthful, then said softly, "Baby, I only like you."

"You know, Yu Jing and I are just friends." He put his hand on Fu Siyuan's palm, and put the rings on their hands together: "Look, we have a ring, and I only wear it with you."

Very good, Mr. Ji started talking about love again.

Fu Erfang did not hold back as usual, hugged him and gave him a deep kiss, and finally said contentedly: "Then let's sleep together tonight."

It has been three days since the last time we got close, these few days are enough for him to rest.

In order to ensure that there will not be three or four bedrooms in the family, it is very important to drain the energy of men.

Ji Yan froze for a moment when he heard this.

He recalled the feeling of being hollowed out a few days ago, and it was clear that Fu Siyuan had contributed a lot, why was he so tired?

Fu Siyuan's eyes drooped, and he said resentfully, "Am I already old?"

Ji Yan: "Baby, you are very handsome."

Please, please don't say you're old.

There is a sense of suffocation just listening to these four words.

Fu Siyuan's eyes were sad and lingering, and his tone was as lingering as the rain in the south of the Yangtze River in March: "Then why don't you touch me?" He counted with his fingers: "It's been three days."

Ji Yan: That's because I feel sorry for my kidneys.

Xu Shiji Yan's eyes were subtle, Fu Siyuan got up and turned his head while saying: "I'm going to take a bath, you wait for me."

Ji Yan looked at the man who quickly took off his clothes, covered his face with his hands and sighed.

He's not even middle-aged yet, why is he already soaking goji berries in a thermos?

He lay silently on the bed, digesting this fact with the back of his hand covering his eyelids, and after some time, he heard Fu Siyuan's footsteps.

When Ji Yan raised his eyes with a somewhat tragic mood, he was stunned.

Fu Siyuan was dressed in white, and a well-tailored suit outlined his figure. His shoulders were broad, his legs were long and his waist was narrow, just like a clothes rack. He had a calm demeanor, no expression on his face, only a smile in his eyes, and he just watched quietly like that. with him.

Against the backdrop of the lights in the bedroom, he is peaceful and gentle, as if he will tolerate everything about him, as deep as the sea.

For a moment, Ji Yan thought that his lover Fu Siyuan had recovered his memory.

Fu Erfang hooked his lips and smiled: "Stupid? See if I look good in this?"

Ji Yan suddenly came back to his senses, seeing the uncontrollable smug expression on Fu Siyuan's face, he knew that he was thinking too much.

He held his head, restrained his expression and said, "Why are you wearing this?"

This was what Fu Siyuan wore when they got married.

Ever since he lost his memory and called himself Fu Qingqing, he never touched this dress again.

Now at first glance, it's quite eye-catching.

Fu Erfang smiled smugly: "Don't you like excitement? Isn't it more exciting when I wear his clothes?"

Ji Yan:.

He stretched out his hand to press the corner of his lips, and it took a lot of effort to swallow Hong Shixian's classic quote.

Really. Shit!

Why is his life so lively.

He obviously didn't do anything, but he lived every day as if he was tired from the Sangong Sixth Court.

Ji Yan pressed the twitching forehead: "Baby, take off this dress."

This suffocating sense of immorality, too. What the hell.

It's as if you have directly penetrated into the temptation of going home.

Really can't stand it.

Fu Siyuan actually didn't like Yuanzhen's clothes, but he was worried that Ji Yan thought he cared about today's affairs, so he wanted to use practical actions to prove that he didn't.

See how generous he is.

Fu Siyuan rolled his eyes, covered the smooth fabric of the suit with his palm, and rubbed it inch by inch, pretending not to say anything: "Do you not like me wearing this dress or other clothes?"

Ji Yan didn't jump into his trap, and smiled: "Honey, this dress doesn't suit you, I'll make you a new one someday."

Satisfied, Fu Erfang took it off and threw it on the ground in a numb manner, and then went to the bed naked, naked.

Ji Yan looked back numbly.

Really. Hey!

Mr. Ji's face was paralyzed: "Baby, do you know that each other should keep some mystery in marriage?"

Just like that, she was naked in front of his eyes.

Although the figure is good, but.!

It's hard to say.

Fu Siyuan snorted coldly, and his tone was even a bit aggressive: "You divorced and married me! I will give you a sense of mystery after I marry me."

Ji Yan:.

This Fu Erfang is becoming more and more eloquent, and he is speechless about what Ji Zong said, so he can only see the result in bed.

Fu Siyuan leaned over and kissed the wet temples of the young man. After cleaning the bodies of the two, he returned to the bed, stretched out his hand and slowly tucked in the corner of the quilt, and stared at the young man who had fallen asleep.

His gaze was as substantial as it was, scanning the faces of the people around him inch by inch. It was a time of gentleness and silence, but Fu Siyuan felt a pain in his head, a feeling like a needle prick.

A scene flashed through his mind quickly.

It seems to be in a certain square, probably in the afternoon, the person in front of him seems to have returned to his youth, his face is still a little green, he is holding an unfamiliar musical instrument and playing, the shadows of the trees are mottled and the sun is shining, and the sky behind him is clear Thousands of miles away, under the blue sky and white clouds, this person's smile is as bright as sparks.

The scene was bright and pleasant, but Fu Siyuan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar in an instant.

In an instant, a thin layer of sweat oozes from his forehead, and the temperature around his body disappears in an instant, leaving only a bone-chilling coolness.

Why. He suddenly had a memory that didn't belong to him?

Fu Siyuan's eyes quickly slid through darkness.

Only when a person's soul is present can he have consciousness and memory.

He didn't know what he thought of, and his fingertips trembled slightly. After a while, Fu Siyuan slowly clenched his fists. The veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and the white joints showed that the master was extremely restless.

He won't let certain things happen.

Fu Siyuan's eyes were dim, and he quietly looked at the people around him.

The dead soul should disappear, otherwise he doesn't mind doing it himself.

The author has something to say:

To explain why it's so late today: My cat jumped on the computer while I was drinking water, and I couldn't find the manuscript when I hugged him down.It took a long time to recover. [Already scolded]