The Entertainment Circle is Mine

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Zhou Mingyu was finally defeated by Cen Feng's deep gaze.

He discouraged and said, Well, it's actually... When we were young couples, didn't I say that I chased after her for many years and didn't catch up, because she always had someone she liked?

Zhou Mingyu said with a bit of sadness: That person is you. From high school to college to now, she has only seen you in her eyes. She has a notebook, which she secretly photographed at the same table for me, with hundreds of pages on it. , with your name written all over it.

no one else.

The love he wanted to fight for didn't exist at all.

From the beginning, she was the only one who liked him.

Maybe it was that snowy night, maybe it was that spring, maybe it was just the throbbing and heartbeat at first sight.

At that time, he actually knew that the little girl liked him. But how old a child is, carrying a small schoolbag, and the baby fat has not finished. Hearing his singing, he rushed up to give him money, like a young girl who just entered adolescence accidentally fell in love with a handsome wandering singer at first sight on the roadside, Pure and immature.

How deep a child's feelings can be.

He never thought her love would last long.

She will have her own life, meet boys of the same age, and understand what real temptation is. Later, Zhou Mingyu's words also confirmed the conjecture in his heart.

But it turned out not to be.

From beginning to end, it was only him.

She gave all her love and heart to him alone.

How could there be... such a nice and silly little girl? It was clear that he wanted to be strong, he wanted to be strong enough to be her support, but she had already put up a protective umbrella for him.

In what kind of mood did you do so much for him?

She was always optimistic and bright in front of him, giving him light, giving him love, and giving him warmth and company. She didn't tell him how she lived those days of silently chasing him.

He asked the proprietress to return the sugar bowl to her, when she left the night market and she could never find it again.

She doesn't even have his contact information, and secretly leaves a message on his blog every day.

When he went to country H, she sent him a message of concern every few months casually.

It should be sad.

But he never complained, and he was as good as ever, so good to him.

He thought that he would not like it for a long time. He thought that immature love at first sight took root in her heart for so many years, and finally grew into the big tree that protects him. Zhou Mingyu finished speaking in a hurry, seeing that Cen Feng still had the same expression as before, but his eyes were getting deeper, and he was about to continue to say something when he suddenly heard Cen Feng say: I know about this, don't tell her.

Zhou Mingyu: Huh?

Cen Feng raised his eyes and looked over with a calm tone: How did you help her hide from me, just help me hide from her.

Zhou Mingyu: …………

I am so hard.

Am I a double agent? ? ?

After Cen Feng finished speaking, he restarted the ignition and drove on the road to send him home.

When Zhou Mingyu got out of the car, he clawed at the door and asked again worriedly: Brother Feng, you really won't be mad at us, will you?

Cen Feng: Look at your performance.

Zhou Mingyu: Hey.

After sending Zhou Mingyu off, Cen Feng drove back, but did not return to the villa. He drove to Xu Zhexing's garage and sat quietly in the dark for a while before calling her.

This time, it was very fast, and the voice shouted excitedly: Brother~!

He smiled: Are you busy?

Xu Zhaixing said, No, no, what's the matter?

Cen Feng said, I'm downstairs from your house.

The other side was surprised: Ah, are you looking for me? But I'm not at home now, brother, are you in a hurry to find me?

Cen Feng paused for a while and then said slowly, Nothing urgent, I just thought it was a coincidence.

Xu Zhaixing burst out laughing: Okay, okay, then wait for me for a while, I'll be right back!

Chen Xing was not far from her house, and twenty minutes later, Cen Feng saw a familiar coupe with lights approaching slowly. After the parking space was parked, she got out of the car. Her delicate Xiaoxiangfeng dress had been replaced by a white T-shirt with sneakers, and her makeup had been removed, leaving only her slender eyebrows and a touch of lipstick. Cen Feng suddenly remembered that he met her in Chen Xing's elevator once. The nondescript dress and the faint makeup seemed to be caused by changing his style in a hurry.

At that time, I guess I saw him, so I hurried to change clothes and take off my makeup.

Pretty capable.

Cen Feng snorted silently, and got out of the car with his mobile phone.

Xu Zhexing was calling him while walking when he suddenly heard the bell ringing not far away. He turned his head and saw a tall and thin boy wearing a hat walking towards her.

She hung up the phone and waved to him happily: Brother! Since he was almost exposed last time, Xu Zhexing has prepared daily clothes and makeup remover in the office. After all, she doesn't want to let idols see messy clothes again Casually beautiful.

Cen Feng approached and smelled the faint scent of perfume on her body.

A bit like the cold fragrance of cedar, it is suitable for the generous and generous President Xu, but it is not suitable for the current cute girl. But it still smelled good. He reached out and brushed a strand of hair on the corner of her lips for her, and said warmly, Let's go.

May

Zhaixing pursed his lower lip, and the little deer rammed around by the action of idol just now, lowered his eyes to hide the shyness in his eyes, and followed behind him obediently.

Open the door and enter the house, the tall robot is standing at the entrance.

It was when Xu Zhaixing was out in the morning that he operated it to come over, so that when he came back every day, there was a feeling that it was waiting for her to come home.

She said hello to the robot while changing her shoes: Qiaoqiao, brother is here to see you.

Cen Feng couldn't help but laugh.

Follow her words and wave to the robot: Long time no see.

Xu Zhexing picked up the remote control placed on the shoe cabinet, controlled the robot, raised his hand and waved, and then choked his throat to imitate the robot's voice seriously: Long time no see, so glad to see you.

He smiled and shook his head.

Xu Zhexing smirked twice, and handed him the remote control: Brother, you can play with Qiaoqiao. I recently learned a new dessert, and I will make it for you!

It seemed that every time she came to her house, she was busy feeding him.

Cen Feng reached out and pulled the girl who wanted to run to the kitchen after speaking. Xu Zhixing turned around and heard him say, No, just sit with me for a while.

Xu Zhaixing thinks idols are a bit weird.

But I can't say exactly where it's weird.

But he said no, so she didn't insist, ran to close the curtains, made a pot of fruit tea, put it on the coffee table, and sat down beside him obediently.

The chandelier in the living room casts orange light, and the room looks warm and quiet. Cen Feng doesn't speak, but just leans on the sofa casually and reads magazines. Xu Zhaixing waited for a while, licked his lips, and couldn't help but ask, Brother, what are we going to do?

Cen Feng smiled, closed the magazine, and looked at her: What do you want to do?

Xu Zhexing: ... I may not allow Jinjiang to write what I want to do.

She buttoned her nails, blinked her eyes, and said hesitantly, Brother, is there something on your mind? Are you in any trouble? Did someone bully you?

More and more nervous.

His brows were wrinkled with worry.

Until Cen Feng raised his hand and touched her head, he said warmly, No, I just want to rest with you for a while.

That's right, now that the villa has become a studio, he has so many trips every day, maybe only in her small nest can he truly relax and take a good rest.

She felt a little distressed: If you are too tired, don't take so many trips and take a good rest for a while.

Cen Feng leaned back, closed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile, I can't stop work if I want, what if President Xu disagrees?

Xu Zhaixing was anxious: What does he disagree with? Your studio is none of his business!

Cen Feng sighed slightly: After all, there is a cooperative relationship, so President Xu must not be disappointed.

Xu Zhaixing: No way! How can you be disappointed!

Cen Feng turned his head and looked at her sideways: You are not President Xu, how do you know?

Xu Zhaixing: ...

Seeing how she was choked, he finally couldn't hold back the smile in his eyes and stopped teasing her: Don't worry, I'm not tired, work is within my energies.

Seeing that she was still worried, Cen Feng sat up straight and asked softly, Would you like to watch a movie with me?

The TV in her house is very large, with a 57-inch high-definition screen, which is very cool to watch TV. Hearing Aidou's question, he quickly got up and ran to the TV cabinet, turned over the disc, and put it on the coffee table for him to choose.

There are all kinds of genres, most of them are classic films, and finally Cen Feng chose Pearl Harbor. Xu Zhexing put the disc and turned off the lights, leaving only the light from the TV screen in the whole room.

She also went to the cabinet to get a bunch of snacks, and the two of them each held a large bag of potato chips and sat on the sofa while eating and watching.

She has seen all these movies, but the classics can be reminiscent of endlessly, not to mention this time with idols, is the point of watching movies? ! totally not!

Xu Zhaixing was distracted while eating potato chips, but he was still attracted by the plot unknowingly later. Just as he was watching with relish, he suddenly slapped his shoulders.

She seemed to be frozen for a moment, her body froze without moving, and even her breathing stopped.

For a long time, he turned his head gently and slowly, and saw the sleeping idol leaning on his shoulder.

The tip of his nose smelled the faint scent of shampoo on his hair.

From her angle, she could see his long eyelashes hanging down, the bridge of his nose straight and straight, as beautiful as a painting.

Xu Zhexing tilted his head and looked at it for a long time.

Then slowly reached out, picked up the remote control panel next to it, and turned off the TV to mute. Sit up a little more to make him lean more comfortably.

She heard his long breathing, and her whole body was enveloped in his breath.

The blush burned all the way from her neck to her cheeks, and if she could see it, she would find that her ears were so red they were about to bleed.

The house became so quiet.

Sitting in a sitting position for a long time can actually be tiring.

She felt numbness in her legs and waist.

But it didn't feel hard at all.

She didn't move, like a soft and warm pillow, allowing him to sleep a long and comfortable sleep.

I don't know how long it took, Cen Feng moved.

Xu Zhaixing thought he was about to wake up, and his body was tense for a moment.

But no, he just changed his sleeping position, rubbed his head on her shoulder unconsciously, and pressed it against her neck. She could even feel his warm breath,

Down and down, sweeping across her collarbone.

Xu Zhaixing's heart was beating wildly, and his whole body was hot, as if he was going to burn in the next moment. She slowly tilted her head and looked at the sleeping idol, as if there was a thread pulling her nerves, prompting her to go down.

She closed her eyes slightly, her eyelashes trembled violently, held her breath as she lowered her head, and kissed his forehead.

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