Three days and two nights

April 20, [-]XX, seven ten in the morning.

The female anchor in white sportswear was holding a portable mic, standing in front of a small villa with a single courtyard, and said to the camera: "Hello, everyone, I'm Huanhuan, welcome to watch this episode of 'Three Two days and two nights'! It is said that since our country officially implemented the same-sex marriage law at the beginning of the year, many celebrities have obtained certificates one after another. Not to mention the CP of many netizens, it has made many people curious about the daily life of these celebrities who choose same-sex couples. "

"So for today's 'Three Days and Two Nights', I will lead everyone to solve this mystery, and go to the homes of these celebrities to have a look! Hahaha, don't envy me too much! It's useless to be envious! "

After a few laughs, the female anchor named Huanhuan put on a mysterious face again: "Guess who is the celebrity I am in charge of this time? Guess, guess, guess! Guess you won't guess!"

As soon as the camera turned, the figure of the female anchor disappeared, giving a close-up of the small villa behind her.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong-"

As soon as the doorbell rang twice, the door in front of the female anchor was opened, and it was a strange young man who opened the door.

The young man showed no expression on his white and clean face. After sweeping around the crowd outside the door, he said in a low voice: "Yi Bao hasn't gotten up yet, so be gentle."

After finishing speaking, he turned sideways to make way for the camera crew outside the door.

After listening, the female anchor made a silent gesture to the camera behind her, and then led the person into the room.

After entering the room, he first looked at the furnishings in the room, and then asked the young man: "Can we go to the bedroom to take a picture?"

The young man closed the door, glanced at her, and said bluntly, "No."

His attitude was firm and cold, which made the hostess a little embarrassed.

"The agreed shooting time starts at eight o'clock this morning." The young man turned and walked towards the kitchen, and said, "He came back very late last night, and he has to go to work later."

The female anchor was speechless, so she had to follow him to the kitchen.

The young man was obviously making breakfast.

There is a small chopping board on the counter, half-rolled bun skins, and there are already wrapped small wonton stews beside it.

The young man continued to do his own thing after washing his hands, completely pretending that the film crew did not exist.

The camera stared at the young man from different angles for a while, then took a picture of the kitchen arrangement at the request of the hostess, and then turned back to the young man again.

Female anchor: "Does Teacher Yan usually have breakfast at home?"

The young man let out a "hmm".

Female anchor: "Teacher Yan, do you prefer Chinese food or Western food?"

"Chinese style." The young man didn't look up, "I like to eat wonton stew."

The hostess watched him make the buns skillfully, and couldn't help saying, "It's so well wrapped... You, what should I call you?"

Youth: "Chen Yan."

"Okay, Mr. Chen...Mr. Chen," the hostess said, "Did you learn to cook for Teacher Yan?"

Chen Yan: "Not really."

Female anchor: "Wow, isn't it really interesting?"

Chen Yan raised his eyelids and looked at her: "Don't you want to eat?"

female anchor:"……"

Chen Yan squeezed the last bun neatly, steamed it, and checked the time again, then washed his hands, took off his apron, and turned to go upstairs.

The cameraman and the hostess followed behind Chen Yan, went upstairs and went straight to the master bedroom.

On the big double bed in the bedroom, Yan Yi was still struggling, and did not open his eyes when he heard the sound of footsteps. He felt Chen Yan sitting down by the bed, jumped up and made a tiger pounce, and then pulled him into the bed again.

"What time is it?" Yan Yi muttered, hugging Chen Yan like a big pillow, put his nose to his neck and smelled it, "It smells so good."

Facing Yan Yi, Chen Yan's expression softened by an octave: "Forty, get up."

Yan Yijiu kissed his neck several times: "Are they here?"

Chen Yan stared at the sky speechlessly.

Female anchor: "...Morning, Teacher Yan."

Yan Yi suddenly opened his eyes, and looked around in horror at the guns around the bed, and after a while, he lay back down with peace of mind, and then talked to Chen Yan.

Chen Yan: "...It's almost done, I'll be late in a while."

Yan Yi hugged him and did not let go, pouted and leaned towards his face: "My wife kisses me."

Chen Yan turned his head to hide, his face was so red, he whispered: "Don't make trouble, there are so many people watching..."

Yan Yi: "If you don't kiss, don't get out of bed."

Chen Yan: "..."

Yan Yichong's onlookers pointed and said, "Cut this part up during the broadcast!"

Then he leaned over again: "My wife kisses."

Chen Yan had no choice but to turn his face away and touch his lips with him like a superficial touch.