Zhang Dengjie Cai

"Hu Yimei got drunk late at night, fell in love with Zhang An but couldn't ask for it..."

Just after reading the news, Xiao Wang couldn't help laughing.

"Go, send a draft for me." The lotion was warm, Zhang Anran was a little sleepy, and his words were laziness.

"What content?"

"Zhang Anran bluntly said that he deeply loves partners outside the circle, and his will is firm and he will not be tempted..."

"Pfft—cough, cough, cough!"

All the staff in the room laughed, but they quickly gave instructions. Those who wrote the manuscript wrote the manuscript quickly, and the media public relations also quickly released the article, and quickly drafted a hot search.

"What's trending?"

"Zhang Anran is not tempted"

"Oh."

"Another 'Zhang Anran slaps the face' has been promoted."

"Netizens are boring too." Zhang Anran opened his eyes and raised his hand, Xiao Wang quickly handed Zhang Anran's cell phone to him.

Zhang Anran scanned the content in the trending search, and found that the fans were all hahaha, the atmosphere was very happy, he looked at it quietly for a while, and then put down the phone again.

"Jinyi's PR department called." Xiao Wang said softly.

"how?"

"First I apologize, and then I'm discussing whether I can interact with Hu Yimei to suppress the storm on the Internet."

"Hu Yimei is not an artist of Jinyi."

"Recently, she has gotten very close to the crown prince at Jinyi's side."

"Who does she get close to, and what does it have to do with me?" Zhang Anran turned his head slightly, flamboyantly, "Xiao Wang, do you think I need to be afraid of them?"

"Of course you don't have to be afraid of them," Xiao Wang coaxed softly, "It's just that the prince of the Jinyi family has some friendship with Mr. Qi, so I have to ask you what you mean."

"Oh."

Zhang Anran waved his hand, Dongzi took a step back tacitly, and let Zhang Anran sit up, the quilt slipped down his waist and abdomen, and he was clearly dressed tightly underneath, still making people blushing and looking away.

Zhang Anran estimated the time difference, pressed a series of numbers familiarly, and dialed the phone.

The phone rang once and was connected.

Qi Ping's voice was gentle and pleasant, and he asked: "Of course, why did you call me suddenly?"

"Someone bullied me," Zhang Anran stretched his hand to stroke his hair, and said something that was almost coquettish, "The prince of Jinyi Entertainment asked me to reconcile with his little girlfriend for your sake."

Qi Ping stood where he was, with the wind blowing through his black and white hair, his brows and eyes were slightly furrowed, his face was still expressionless, and he asked, "What did his girlfriend do?"

"The whole network can't post a draft because I'm bitterly in love with me and get drunk late at night."

"I'll take care of this matter, don't worry," Qi Ping started to walk in the direction of the private jet again, "everything went well at the concert tonight."

Zhang Anran was not surprised by Qi Ping's answer at all. His little finger hooked the phone and said, "Qi Ping, I miss you very much."

"I miss you too, but." Qi Ping has never been stingy with sticky words, "Of course, I love you."

"I love you too."

The two hung up the phone reluctantly.

Twenty minutes later, Hu Yimei's draft almost disappeared, and her own studio also intercepted some news, indicating that it was a spontaneous hype by a marketing account. Hu Yimei never had any fantasies about Zhang Anran, but she was seen through by discerning netizens. Any abuse is just a standard hahaha.

The prince of Jinyi Entertainment also called to apologize, bluntly saying that he was really ignorant just now, and he bumped into Zhang Anran, and hoped that Zhang Anran would not mind Yunyun.

Zhang Anran listened to Xiao Wang's broadcast, and asked him with a smile: "Is this considered a fake tiger's prestige?"

Xiao Wang replied with a numb face: "Just as long as you are happy."

Zhang Anran's first concert on this tour sold [-] tickets, and all the stands were opened.

He is in good condition, with different styles of songs at his fingertips, bringing all fans into the world of songs, laughing, sad, and crazy with him.

The finale was a love song written by him in his early twenties. This song was very popular back then, but in recent years, Zhang Anran has never sung it.

"It was a fine day, and the air was filled with the scent of gardenias."

"The car window slides down, and the eyes meet, what has become different."

"Grey sky, heavy fog, cut through nothingness, there is a light."

"Wind and rain, covered in mud, cornered, hold on to hope."

"Wandering and helpless, not knowing where to go."

"The night is dark, and it is inevitable to be lonely and wandering."

"Honey, you pushed open the door and hugged me tightly."

"Honey, you whispered that you like me."

"You are like driftwood, like new light, like a brother, like fate."

"I seem indifferent and indifferent."

"Tighten your arms and be silent."

"Ears and temples grind together, lips and teeth depend on each other."

"Can't leave, can't bear to part with, want you."

"I love you."

"Can't leave, can't bear to part with, want you."

"I love you."

The rose petals all over the sky fell from mid-air, announcing the end of the whole concert.

Zhang Anran stood on the stage and bowed to all sides to thank him.

He waved his hand to bid farewell to the fans, and the elevator slowly descended, taking him off the stage.

Zhang Anran arranged a brief press conference after the concert, and when everything was over, he walked through the exclusive passage a little tiredly, opened the door, and saw the man he was still missing just now.

Qi Ping tapped the last enter key, raised his eyes and asked him, "What do you want for supper?"

Zhang Anran took off the jacket of the costume, handed it to the assistant behind him, and began to unload the jewelry sponsored by the brand one by one. After a while, he replied seriously: "You."

Qi Ping pursed his lips, and he glanced at Xiao Wang, who left the dressing room with other staff and closed the door intimately.

Zhang Anran unbuttoned a few buttons and lay down on the armchair. There was a layer of makeup on his face that needed to be removed.Qi Ping took the makeup remover himself, pulled the round seat, went to Zhang Anran's side, and helped him remove makeup little by little.

"Why are you back?" Zhang Anran asked with his eyes closed.

"I don't want to miss your concert, so I flew back to see it."

"See?"

"From the beginning to the end, my position is a bit off, you can't see me."

Zhang Anran opened his eyes, Qi Ping changed into a cotton pad, and wiped his eyeliner for him.

"At the next concert, I'll introduce you to them."

"No way," Qi Ping gently refused, "You are too kind, my appearance does not match yours, and it will cause some unnecessary attention and debate."

"Up to you." Zhang Anran said so, but Qi Ping could see that he was a little unhappy.

Qi Ping leaned over, kissed Zhang Anran on the cheek, and said, "You don't want your fans to be sad, and I don't want to either. The you off the stage already belong to me, and I don't want to covet your space on the stage."

Zhang Anran touched Qiping's neck and said, "Occasionally, I also want to be self-willed and tell the whole world that you are mine."

"But that's not important." Qi Ping held Zhang Anran's hand, and the temperature of his fingertips made him calm and satisfied. "What's important is that you and I both know that I'm yours."

Zhang Anran stared at Qi Ping for a long time, as if confirming something, and after a while, said: "You are too kind to me."

"I've been trying to spoil you," Qi Ping replied frankly, "but you will never be spoiled. I always think that if you are a little bit worse, there won't be so many people who want to rob you with me." .”

Zhang Anran sneered and said, "Where is that exaggeration."

Qi Ping stopped talking. He knew in his heart that Zhang Anran was a man who could recruit people. For so many years, it was just him who guarded against death and kept all troubles and covetous things out.

Qi Ping finally helped Zhang Anran remove his makeup, and he carefully fastened Zhang Anran's buttons, saying, "Go home."

Zhang Anran hummed, touched Qiping lazily for a while, then got up and walked out side by side with Qiping.

Outside the door were members of Zhang Anran's team. Zhang Anran patted each of them on the shoulder and said, "Thanks for your hard work."

He got red envelopes from Xiao Wang again, and distributed them one by one.

In the cool night, Zhang Anran got into Qiping's car, and the two of them held hands and chatted in detail.When the car was driving halfway, it suddenly broke down and had to stop on the side of the road.

Qiping's driver contacted the company to send a new car, and then contacted the maintenance company to tow the truck.Zhang Anran looked out through the car window and said, "It's not far from home."

"Stroll back?"

"There's something I've been wanting to do for a long time."

"Ok?"

"Can you ride a bicycle?"

Qi Ping was suspiciously silent for a while, and said, "I won't."

"There is a shared bicycle that can carry people outside."

"You want to carry me?"

"I want to try."

Qi Ping pinched his fingertips. He thought that no matter how old Zhang Anran was, he would always be a hidden brat who could do things. He still unlocked the car and said, "Let's try."

Zhang Anran unlocked the lock with his mobile phone in a strange way, and then pressed down on the rear seat. After confirming that the rear seat was very firm, he shouted at Qi Ping: "Come on."

Qi Ping sat sideways on the back seat, and Zhang Anran pushed the bike. After a few tries, he finally got on the bike, but because he hadn't ridden it for a long time, he looked very unfamiliar, and the bike was even crooked.

Qi Ping was always calm, and when Zhang Anran was not so flustered, he stretched out his arms around Zhang Anran's waist and said, "This is very interesting."

Zhang Anran got used to it for a while, and finally he was able to ride the bike steadily. While riding the bike, he said to Qi Ping: "When I was young, I was very envious of those who had a partner. Feeling very warm and happy.”

"So you also want to drive me to and from school?"

"Well, but I feel that it doesn't suit you like that. You are a little older than me, and you look very mature. It doesn't seem like you would do such a naive thing."

"Then why did you suddenly bring it up today?"

"Firstly, the timing is just right, and secondly," Zhang Anran paused, feeling the heat from his waist, "I think, no matter how exaggerated my request is, you will agree to me."

"There are also some who won't agree." Qi Ping retorted lightly.

"what?"

"I won't allow you to damage your body, or ruin your career," Qi Ping rested his head on Zhang Anran's back, and he gradually realized the joy of sitting on the back seat of others, " The most important point is that I will not promise you to leave me."

Zhang Anran laughed, with the weight on his back leaning against him, safe and happy, he said: "I will never leave you, I love you."

The car went around the corner and finally arrived at the community where the home is located. The guard came over to inquire dutifully, and reminded him to pull over and pay attention to the safety of the vehicle.

The two finally returned home. After a sweet dinner and the sound of the pattering water, Qi Ping was excited. They also borrowed Zhang Anran's guitar and played a love song.

When the love song ended, the distance between the two became closer and closer, and finally became a negative number.

The soft sound of the wide and soft bed, accompanied by the very seductive moans, the lover doing happy things, sleeps soundly and dreamlessly all night.