Heartthrob's Guide to Rollovers

"I'm sorry, I haven't finished my work here, so I still couldn't make it back on the day "Emperor Chu Ming" was broadcast." Fang Zhonggui called overseas, his voice was as clear as ever, with a bit of guilt: "I'm here Overseas also paid attention to the broadcast situation, and the radio station called to say that the ratings were rising steadily, which is a good start.”

Yueci was lying on the carpet, and when he heard the words, he looked up at the picture on the TV series, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "There is no difference between domestic and foreign countries. It doesn't matter if you feel regretful. Wait until the ratings break the historical record of the TV station and sell it overseas at a high price." It's time to celebrate. This is just the beginning, and I believe his future is limitless."

Saying so, he casually pushed away the large beast on his body, and then slowly pressed down on the raised Yue Xiao Ci.

Fu Peiyuan looked at him on the phone with deep dark eyes, unexpectedly he was not angry, maybe because his action was too hard, but the other party sneered, with a naked mockery in his eyes, as if saying: It's your own fault.

Yue Ci raised his eyebrows slightly at him, stood up and fastened the buttons, moved the jackets, shoes and socks of the two people discarded on the ground to one side, and sat lazily on the sofa, with his white and tender feet casually resting on the coffee table, Continued: "In the middle of this month, there is a variety show that needs to promote "Emperor Chu Ming". If you can't come back, I can say hello to the program team in advance. This is all side details, you should get down to business first important."

"I can hurry back." Fang Zhonggui's voice was firm: "There is enough time, and I will stand on the same stage with you and fight shoulder to shoulder." I have thought about it for a long time.

His throat moved, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Yueci gave a low laugh, and said dotingly: "Okay."

Fang Zhonggui was silent for a moment, and said softly: "When you just answered the phone, the airflow was very unstable. Did I disturb you?"

Yue Ci lowered his head and glanced at the blood that was no longer congested, and Yue Xiaoci, who was slowly softening, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said calmly, "It's okay, it's been resolved."

After hanging up the phone, I saw Fu Peiyuan staring at him with a smile that was not a smile. The man's deep eyes were deep and he couldn't see his emotions clearly, and his hoarse voice carried an oppression that could not be ignored: "Come here."

Yue Ci walked over with a smile, lifted the man's chin and kissed him, and said jokingly: "Why, the third uncle even wants to taste the jealousy of his nephew?"

Fu Peiyuan clasped his head, deepened the kiss, and it ended slowly when the other party was out of breath, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his tone was light: "He enshrines you like a god, he can watch you from a distance but dare not profanity, I don't need to worry about it. But on your side, take care of yourself, don't give me a chance to abolish him and lock you up."

Yue Ci was not frightened at all, he grabbed the man's wrist and kissed it, pampering and comforting: "Okay, okay, I'm so scared, I won't give you a cuckold, good boy, take a break first Yes, I have some work to do."

Being interrupted by Fang Zhonggui, he immediately lost interest in continuing. He secretly sighed in his heart that he must turn off his mobile phone next time to cut off all possibility of contact with the outside world. Being planned to go down, he was afraid that he would really become impotent.

However, Fang Zhonggui's phone call aroused his professionalism, and his interest in taking on new plays and trying new roles prevailed. When he got up, Fu Peiyuan held him tightly in his arms, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why, what are you doing?" Come with me?"

Fu Peiyuan stared at his fair and slender neck for a long time, the black color in his eyes softened slightly, and smiled lightly: "Let's go together."

……

Based on the information provided by Luoyang, Yue Ci quickly searched the Internet for the title of the TV series about Yuan Xiao’s rebellion. It was a TV series many years ago. Suddenly feel very nostalgic.

The title of the play is "Excalibur under Tianshan", which was the most popular martial arts drama set at the time. It was a catastrophe caused by a miraculous sword that was passed down in the martial arts. His parents were slaughtered, his newly pregnant wife was humiliated and jumped off the cliff with no bones left, and he himself survived by chance and changed his appearance and started the road of revenge. At the end, he killed all his enemies and destroyed the Excalibur, ending this disaster, Breathe slowly in the bosom of confidant.

And Yuan Xiao's female N number in the play is the male protagonist's confidante fellow apprentice, who has a crush on the male protagonist but dare not reveal it. She was killed in order to protect the male protagonist in the third episode. She appeared in three episodes in the [-]-episode TV series. , it is conceivable how much this scene has.

What's more, not to mention that this drama will be scolded as a thunder drama now, even at that time, because the plot was messy and illogical, it quickly rushed to the street. It didn't even make a splash, and it was hard for Liao Chengshu and Yuan Xiao's fans. We can discover this drama, and also accurately find the number of episodes of Yuan Xiao's appearance.

The blanket on the ground was soft enough, Yue Ci simply sat on the ground, hugged Fu Peiyuan from behind, wrapped his narrow and strong waist with one hand and rested his chin on his shoulder, and held the mouse with the other hand to move the The progress bar was pulled to the time period when Junior Sister Yuan Xiao appeared on the stage.

As the BGM sounded, Emei sent a group of disciples to dispatch. The headed master sister was elegant and refined, and her temperament was as cold as ice. She was the female number one in the play, and Yuan Xiao stood behind the female number one as a favored junior sister. She looks slender and white as snow, and she is extraordinarily refined in a well-regulated Taoist robe, without any sense of disobedience.

He held Fu Peiyuan's hand and moved slightly, sitting upright and looking serious. When the camera turned to the face of the little junior sister, the real face that caught his eyes was even more beautiful than expected, with long hair like ink and skin like fat, curvy The eyebrows of willow leaves seem to be frowning, the narrow and long fox eyes are like the waves of autumn water, the red lips are unstained and bright red, and there is a bit of unconcealable sadness in the delicate beauty, although the camera is only swept away, it is still impressive, if it is not for the psychology Ready, who would believe this is a man?

It's really an unexpected beauty, and full of aura, no wonder Liao Chengshu has been fond of him for so many years, but he doesn't know if the aura is still there after all these years, and whether his figure is still suitable for cross-dressing.

Yue Ci's hands tapped rhythmically on the laptop, and his brain was secretly thinking.

Fu Peiyuan, who lacked interest, had already looked away from the screen, looked sideways at the thoughtful white jade face on his shoulder, and asked softly, "Is there a partner you want to work with in the next play?"

"The news is very well-informed. It seems that the espionage level of the elder nephew is very commendable." Yue Ci gave him a rewarding kiss on the cheek, and his tone was not surprising, and then asked: "How is it, is Yuan Xiao's women's clothing very impressive?" Amazing?"

Fu Peiyuan had no impression of this person, let alone the slightest interest, but followed Yueci's words and glanced at the screen again, then turned around and looked at Yueci from top to bottom, nodded slightly, and said, "You put on the It will look better."

In the past 30 years, he has not paid the slightest attention to the beauty and ugliness of human beings, but since he met Yue Ci, he suddenly got what is called beauty. Every frown, smile, casual and unrestrained movement, and a wanton smile are all moving. Keep your eyes open.

There was no intimacy in what he said, but simply stating his own thoughts.

Yue Ci hooked his lips, but he also didn't feel insulted at all, instead he leaned over and kissed him on the neck, and said dotingly: "Okay, if you want to see it, I'll show you how to wear it on the bed next time."

He really has never played this kind of trick, wearing women's clothes to press people under him for obscenity and possession. If that person is Fu Peiyuan, he really wants to try it.

After finishing speaking, regardless of Fu Peiyuan's sunken black eyes, he casually picked up his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Si Mingxiu, asking him to find time to ask Yuan Xiao out for a meeting. How about this female number one, you still have to see it with your own eyes. Judgment, seeing is believing, conjecture is empty.

Fu Peiyuan looked at his agile movement of sending WeChat. The long row of contacts on the screen showed how frequently he had on weekdays. The man's eyes moved slightly, and he said softly: "I added your WeChat, WeChat ID True, but it didn't pass."

Yue Ci was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at his plain expression, and asked doubtfully, "When?"

"last night."

He blinked his eyes to make sure he heard it right, and then clicked on the new friend in the address book, and saw that the only friend application that failed alone was still placed, with a blank profile picture, and the name that came with WeChat: wxid_x039qd5wedkd12, he Passed it to Fu Peiyuan, and asked hesitantly, "Is this you?"

Fu Peiyuan looked calm and didn't think there was any problem at all: "It's me."

Yue Ci: "..."

Yueci's face was tense like a stone, he pursed his lips without saying a word, but his chest still trembled uncontrollably, and after a minute, he completely failed, and under the man's calm gaze, he let out an earth-shattering burst of laughter: " Hahahahahahahahahaha I thought it was some machine account used by Weishang to post advertisements hahahahaha, Fu Peiyuan, can you stop being so cute..."

"It's fine if you don't change your avatar, why use your WeChat account as your nickname, you can use your real name if you don't have a nickname!" Yue Ci smiled with a stomachache, lying on the opponent's body like a snake without bones, Clearing his throat, he teased: "Why doesn't our third master have a nickname, Mr. Fu? Little uncle? If you don't like it, I'll think of another one. Fu Fu... Peipei... Yuanyuan, eh... Yuanyuan Not bad, cute and intimate, in order to distinguish you from my assistant, I'll just call you Da Yuanyuan, how about it?"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Fu, who has always been reserved and self-sufficient, gave him a meaningful look, took the mobile phone and handed it to him, with a flat and pampering tone: "Change it if you want, as you like .”

Yue Ci took the phone and glanced at it subconsciously. The man's mobile phone WeChat is empty and unpopular. The only contact is him who just passed the friend verification 3 minutes ago.

It's like, registering a WeChat account is only for him.