King Chu wants to be a demon [Entertainment]

Of course Chu Fan didn't immediately agree to Yan Yiheng.

They are not young couples who have just started their love. As for being separated for a few days, they can't bear it, so they have to stay together?

However, after Yan Yiheng left that night full of disappointment, Chu Fan suffered from insomnia.

In the mind that could not fall asleep after tossing and turning, Yan Yiheng's eyes finally turned from anticipation to disappointment.

Moreover, the next day, he couldn't feel at ease eating instant noodles and watching TV to amuse Yan Dabai.

This state lasted until evening, when Chu Fan finally couldn't bear it anymore and sat up from the sofa.He called Yan Dabai to him, with a serious expression on his face.

"I'm going out." Chu Fan said, "But I can't just keep you at home, do you want to go out with me?"

Yan Dabai tilted his head from beginning to end, looking at him innocently.

Chu Fan took it as a promise.So he led Yan Dabai out, and the moment he closed the door, he sent a message to Yan Yiheng.

"Send me the location of your home."

On the way Chu Fan drove to Yan Yiheng's house, he stopped at a convenience store and bought some fruits.

When I visit someone's home for the first time, I always have to mention something.Besides fruit, he didn't know what to buy.

Yan Yiheng's home is in a high-end residential area in Linhu, which can be regarded as a quiet location amidst the hustle and bustle.As far as Chu Fan knows, there are several celebrities living in this community, but they are all introverted and relatively low-key.Yan Yiheng's house is located on the 27th floor, the entire floor has been connected, and there is an independent elevator.

Chu Fan parked the car, then walked to the elevator and stood still, sent a message to Yan Yiheng, and waited for Yan Yiheng to come downstairs to pick him up.

Yan Yiheng went downstairs in casual clothes, and when he saw Chu Fan, he immediately showed a happy expression, and pulled him into the elevator.

Seeing that Yan Yiheng was about to put his arms around him, Chu Fan quickly said, "There must be surveillance inside."

Yan Yiheng still hugged him, buried his lips in Chu Fan's neck, and said in a muffled voice, "What's the matter, anyway, I'm the only one using this elevator."

Chu Fan secretly rolled his eyes and pushed him away.

"Don't you know that the monitoring is connected to the Internet? What if someone invades and publishes it on the Internet?"

Chu Fan is very experienced in the crazy methods of those black reporters.

Yan Yiheng nodded helplessly, "Okay."

But he went on to say, "Anyway, when we get home, we can hug as much as we can."

Chu Fan couldn't help shivering.

Yan Yiheng opened the door of his house, then reached out to take the fruit basket that Chu Fan was carrying, and looked at the fruits in the fruit basket, Yan Yiheng couldn't help but laugh:

"Are you here to visit the sick? Buy so many fruits."

"No." Chu Fan looked back at him indifferently, "I bought it for Yan Dabai."

Only then did Yan Yiheng notice the big white dog following Chu Fan.

"Hmm..." Yan Yiheng touched his chin, "I have to find a room to lock up this dog."

Yan Dabai immediately yelled viciously at Yan Yiheng several times in the face of danger.

Chu Fan changed his shoes, and then wandered around Yan Yiheng's room which was opened up into a suite.

Yan Yiheng only separated two rooms as bedrooms, and the rest of the rooms were almost filled with his musical instruments, turned into a piano room, and even a recording studio.One look at this configuration shows that Yan Yiheng is a workaholic. Usually when he stays at home, he must either be writing songs or practicing songs.

Chu Fan walked to the door of the recording studio and looked inside. Apart from the expected recording equipment, he was a little surprised to find that there were several cigarette cases on the workbench, and there were still uncleaned cigarette butts in the ashtray beside him. .

"You smoke?" Chu Fan asked.

After he arrived at Yan Yiheng's house, he realized that he didn't know much about Yan Yiheng.He didn't know anything about Yan Yiheng's living habits.And even if he was so close to Yan Yiheng, he had never smelled a trace of smoke on Yan Yiheng's body.

"Sometimes when I don't have inspiration for writing songs, I will smoke a few." Yan Yiheng walked behind him, "Do you hate other people smoking?"

"It's not that I hate it." Chu Fan muttered, "You don't look like you can smoke."

"If you hate it, I'll just stop smoking." Yan Yiheng said, and then stretched out his hand to hold Chu Fan tightly in his arms, pressing his face against Chu Fan's.

Chu Fan smelled the scent of the young man from a close distance, it was still so clean and refreshing, even with a little fragrance, probably the smell of shower gel.Chu Fan walked on his own to relieve his nervousness when he was hugged tightly.

"It's like a dream." Yan Yiheng said softly.

"Ah?" Chu Fan didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing." Yan Yiheng let go of him and smiled slightly, "I mean I'm so happy."

"Aren't you going to write a song?" Chu Fan didn't bother with the topic anymore, "I'll stay with you for a few hours, and then I'm going back."

Yan Yiheng was taken aback for a moment, and then showed an evil smile, "Do you still want to leave after coming here?"

Without raising his head, Chu Fan threw a straight punch at him, "Don't perform such a pretentious act in front of me."

Yan Yiheng touched the abdomen that was hit, shrugged, "Let's eat first. As for your going home, there is no rush."

Chu Fan walked into the dining room only to find that Yan Yiheng had already prepared dinner.

Such a virtuous and virtuous person is really suitable for marrying home.Chu Fan looked sideways at Yan Yiheng, thinking.

After eating, Yan Yiheng entered the piano room and started to write songs.Chu Fan found a random book in his study, and sat down not far from Yan Yiheng.

We agreed to accompany Yan Yiheng when he was writing songs, of course we had to keep our word.

Although Chu Fan is completely ignorant of rhythm.

When Yan Yiheng played a melody on the piano and asked him how he felt, Chu Fan would only applaud in amazement: "It sounds good, it's great."

Yan Yiheng knew that Chu Fan was a sound idiot, but he seemed to like playing this kind of interactive game. He asked Chu Fan no less than twenty times in one night.

When he asked Chu Fan for the last time, he turned around and found that Chu Fan's head was leaning on the back of the chair, and the book was thrown on the ground beside him, as if he had fallen asleep.

Yan Yiheng immediately put down the music book in his hand, walked over and gently hugged Chu Fan.Chu Fan groaned unconsciously, and clung to him like an octopus.Yan Yiheng just moved towards his room with difficulty.

At this time, Yan Dabai heard the movement and rushed over from a distance, wanting to rescue his master again.

Yan Yiheng hissed at it, Yan Dabai stopped the car again and looked at him in confusion.

Yan Yiheng put Chu Fan on his bed, lifted the quilt and let him lie in, and then turned on the heater in the room.

Feeling a warm current, Chu Fan immediately grabbed the quilt tightly, as if feeling very comfortable, and sighed softly.

Yan Yiheng stared blankly, leaned down and kissed his slightly parted lips.He really wanted to push the tip of his tongue in again to disturb the sleeping man, but Yan Yiheng finally held back.

He looked down, and a small tent seemed to have been set up somewhere in his body.If this continues, he won't be in the mood to write songs at night.

There is ample time.He remembered the word Chu Fan said yesterday, and couldn't help chuckling.

When Yan Yiheng bent down again, he just helped Chu Fan take off his jacket and trousers.

When Yan Yiheng made these movements, Chu Fan seemed to realize that something was wrong, and began to resist a little. "Don't wear too much, or you will feel hot soon and have to lift the quilt again." Yan Yiheng whispered something in Chu Fan's ear, and Chu Fan honestly let him take off his clothes.

Before Yan Yiheng left, he put another sticker on Chu Fan's lips, said good night, then turned off the lights and left.

Chu Fan was awakened by the phone ringing.

It was eleven o'clock in the middle of the night.He grabbed the phone in a daze and glanced at the caller ID.

Shi Mingyuan.

Shi Mingyuan seldom called him at such a late hour, Chu Fan wondered, and pressed the answer button.

"Brother Chu..." Shi Mingyuan's voice on the other end of the phone was vague, as if he was in a very noisy place.

"What's wrong?" Chu Fan rubbed his eyes, and he was completely awake.

"I don't know what to do..." Shi Mingyuan's voice seemed to be in a daze, "I don't know who to talk to, so I can only find you..."

Chu Fan stood up and turned on the light, "Speak slowly. Where are you now?"

"Well... I'm at the bar on XX Road..." Shi Mingyuan's voice fluctuated, his mood seemed to be very unstable, "Qin Qin left, he... said...he was very disappointed in me..."

Qin Qin?Chu Fan frowned, "Have you been drinking?"

"Well, I drank a little, just a little... I, I'm going home..." Shi Mingyuan hiccupped, and he could hear a slight big tongue, "I'm sorry, Brother Chu, I shouldn't disturb you at this time you……"

"How do you go home? Will your assistant pick you up?" Chu Fan hurriedly asked again.

"He's already off work. I didn't tell anyone. I came alone... I, I can take a taxi back by myself. Don't worry about me..." Shi Mingyuan walked towards a quiet place while talking, and now Chu Fan could hear his voice clearly, but Shi Mingyuan seemed to be quite drunk, as if he tripped over something on the way, he kept apologizing over there.

Chu Fan immediately thought that it would be very dangerous for Shi Mingyuan to be caught by anyone with a heart in this state.Moreover, Shi Mingyuan is currently filming Director Zhang's scene, if it is found that he came out of the set in the middle of the night and returned drunk, his impression in Director Zhang's mind would be over.

So Chu Fan got out of bed, got dressed very quickly, and said to Shi Mingyuan, "Wait there, I'll go pick you up."

When Chu Fan was changing shoes at the door, Yan Yiheng heard a voice and came out, asking him, "Are you planning to go home now?"

"No." Chu Fan replied hastily, "I went out for a while, and something happened to a friend."

"Where are you going?" Yan Yiheng frowned, "Do you want me to go with you?"

There's no need to form a team for this kind of thing.Chu Fan immediately shook his head, "No need, that place is not far from here, and I'll be back soon."

Yan Yiheng still seemed worried, "Then when you arrive, send me your location. If you don't come back after an hour, I'll go find you."