King Chu wants to be a demon [Entertainment]

Chu Fan stood in the parking lot and waited for Chen to wake up. Facing the empty area in front of him, he felt a little at a loss again.He subconsciously took out his phone, opened an interface, and looked at his chat history with a person.

Yan Yiheng was exceptionally quiet today, and seemed to have given up on coming to see him.

I really don't have the willpower at all.Chu Fan shook his head.

When he heard footsteps behind him, Chu Fan turned his head subconsciously.

Standing behind him is a middle-aged man, smoking a cigarette, of medium height, carrying a large camera bag, and behind his iconic brown glasses, there is an uncomfortably prying look.

Seeing that Chu Fan seemed to be shocked, Qi Yuan grinned, "What a coincidence, the best actor of Chu has also come to this TV station?"

Chu Fan felt that he probably forgot to read the almanac before going out today, and it must say that it is not suitable to travel.

"Why are you here?" Chu Fan asked in a flat tone.

"Well, thanks to you, my Weibo was almost blocked. I can't carry out my work these days, so I can only come here to earn some pocket money." Qi Yuan bit his cigarette holder, as if thinking of something bad , suddenly felt dull, and threw the cigarette butt on the ground.

"What does it have to do with me being blocked on your Weibo?" Chu Fan thought it was ridiculous. Is it very popular now to blame him for everything?

"Of course I have my channels to check." Qi Yuan approached Chu Fan while talking, and stared at his face for a long time.

Chu Fan was choked by the strong smell of smoke on Qi Yuan's body, and immediately took a step back, staring at him warily.

"Chu Fan, your luck has always been so good." Finally, Qi Yuan smiled meaningfully, "If there is any disaster, there will be noble people to help you."

"What do you mean..." Chu Fan looked at him suspiciously.

"It even makes people not hesitate to replace the entire hot search list to protect you, um, you are so charming, Chu Fan." Qi Yuan took out another cigarette, put it in his mouth, and turned his back while talking Go light a cigarette.

"However, your luck can't be so good all the time." Qi Yuan blew out a smoke ring and smiled, "Do you believe that I will push you off the altar one day?"

When Chen Xing drove into the parking lot of the TV station, he happened to see Qi Yuan walking towards his own car.

Before the car came to a complete stop, Chen Xing pulled out his seat belt and wanted to rush out of the car, but saw Chu Fan walking towards him, with no abnormal expression on his face.

Chu Fan got into the car without saying a word, but put his head on the car seat.Although Chu Fan didn't say it out loud, Chen Xing could still see that Chu Fan was very unhappy.

What Qi Yuan said at the end made Chu Fan feel very ironic.

Altar?He no longer has anything to do with that position.If you are lucky enough to stand on it, you will be smashed to pieces if you miss a little bit.Instead, it's better to live like this all the time.

Acting when there is a play, and staying at home quietly when there is no play, he is already very satisfied.His pursuit of awards is just to verify his achievements in acting.

Whoever likes to go to the altar should go.

Chen Xing couldn't help but feel a little annoyed that he had spent too long on errands and didn't come back earlier to accompany Chu Fan.He hit his thigh hard with his fist, and then heaved a sigh.

Chu Fan managed to drive away the depressed mood, and found Chen Xing sighing there.So Chu Fan turned his head and glanced at Chen Xing inexplicably, and asked him, "Driving, why are you still standing there?"

"Brother Chu, why don't we go to the riverside restaurant we went to last time?" Chen Xing turned his eyes, "You will always be in a good mood when you go there."

If Chu Fan were allowed to go back alone now, Chen Xing was always worried that Chu Fan would completely sink into depression.

But Chu Fan leaned his head back on the back of the chair and shook his head, "I can't go anywhere today, who knows what monsters and ghosts are waiting for me. Take me home."

Before getting out of the car, Chu Fan told Chen Xing that he could go home directly after parking his car.

Then he walked to the door of the house alone.

There were too many people and facts that he met that day, which made him feel more and more peaceful and comfortable when he was at home.Just tell Chen Xing not to call him again before Chinese New Year, Chu Fan made this decision while walking.

When Chu Fan looked down for the key, he suddenly found himself surrounded by a shadow.He remembered what he said in the car, "Ghosts and ghosts are waiting for him", and just as he was about to raise his head, he was hugged by the other party's open arms.

Chu Fan was so frightened that his hands trembled and the keys fell to the ground.

"Why are you so scared? I thought you had seen me." Yan Yiheng said with a frown.

Yan Yiheng was dressed in black and a black baseball cap. If he hadn't taken off his mask already, people would think he was a thief.

Chu Fan gave him a blank look, bent down to pick up the key, opened the door, and then looked around vigilantly as if remembering something.

"I was very careful when I came, and no paparazzi followed me." Yan Yiheng saw Chu Fan's concerns at a glance, so he said.

Chu Fan really felt relieved and walked into his home.

Yan Yiheng still stopped at the door, lowered his head, and his voice was a little hesitant:

"Can I go in?"

Chu Fan looked back at him unexpectedly. The tall young man just looked at him with a pair of clear eyes, with straightforward hope in his eyes, as if he didn't plan to come in unless he got his invitation. .

Chu Fan thought to himself, this look is quite similar to Yan Dabai when he is usually hungry and wants to ask him for dog food.

"Come in." Chu Fan said helplessly.

Yan Yiheng showed a smile, like a big boy who got his favorite toy.He quickly closed the door, changed his shoes, and walked behind Chu Fan.

Chu Fan was pouring a cup of tea to warm his body, and was about to greet Yan Yiheng to have a cup of hot tea, but the teapot was still in his hand, but the young man hugged him from behind.

His body, which had been cold for a whole day, shivered uncontrollably when it came into contact with the warm body temperature of the young man.

Yan Yiheng took the teapot from Chu Fan's hand and put it on the table beside him, then put his lips against Chu Fan's cold earlobe.

"I miss you." He rubbed against Chu Fan's neck like a big docile dog, and then murmured, "Do you miss me?"