The daily life of the upper class of Buddhism [Entertainment]

Ruan Yang: ...

Zhuo Feng answered the phone for him! ?It was Yang Xu who beat...

"It's my manager," Ruan Yang said, then showed most of his face and asked nervously, "Did he say anything?"

Zhuo Feng bent down and stretched out his hand unexpectedly. This time, he easily touched the other person's forehead, and it can be judged that the fever has subsided.

"Well, what did he say that was popular."

Ruan Yang hummed, and flattened his mouth a bit bitterly: "Didn't you say anything else?"

Zhuo Feng raised his eyes: "No."

Zhuo Feng glanced at Ruan Yang and said that he reached out to lift a corner of the quilt. Ruan Yang immediately grabbed the quilt tightly like a hedgehog with fried hair. What did he want to do? ?

But just this time, Zhuo Feng's keen sense of smell noticed something strange.

Zhuo Feng stepped back a little and said, "Sorry, take your temperature."

Ruan Yang blushed immediately, halfway out of the quilt, but he still tightly covered his waist with the quilt and moved down...

"Uh, sorry..." Ruan Yang didn't know what he was sorry for.

He unbuttoned his home clothes, revealing his fair collarbone, beautiful fair hair, and a thin layer of lotus root pink on his skin because he just woke up from sleep. He took off the clothes under his arms, took the thermometer from Zhuo Feng, and clamped the cold thermometer to his armpit. Down.

Although Ruan Yang has exposed his skin in front of the other party more than once, this time is different.

Conditions: bed, alone, sick, on the go.

It's completely different from the previous ones.

So he was even more nervous.

Standing on the side to count the time, Zhuo Feng's eyes occasionally cast his eyes on the exposed shoulders of the other party, but quickly moved away, he wanted to ensure his controllability.

"What's wrong with the hot search?" Zhuo Feng sat by the bed and asked seemingly casually.

Ruan Yang was startled, swallowed his saliva and lowered his eyes and said, "Uh, some very troublesome things."

Zhuo Feng nodded and did not continue the topic.

Ruan Yang didn't know whether Zhuo Feng believed it or not.

There is no way to hide the hot search, but it is indeed impossible for him to shoot it. This angle should be taken by someone else on the set. It is impossible for him to buy the crew members within a day of entering the set.

The other two protagonists were even photographed in the video.

Clicking on Weibo, the search that was originally in the back suddenly ran to the front row without paying attention.

Things developed very quickly, and it was reposted over [-] times in one night.

Originally, this matter had nothing to do with him, but Yang Xu must have thought it had something to do with him.

And at this juncture, I have to talk to Ying Rong again.

Although Ying Rong said it's okay, but the impression points will be greatly reduced, maybe he will position himself as a little star who is very eager to be popular...

Time is the best way to quell hot searches. If Ruan Yang is not contacted by Ying Rong, maybe he, who has always been very Buddhist, will use this method to solve it.

Coincidentally, at this time Ruan Yang's cell phone vibrated, and he usually didn't turn on the sound, because he didn't like it, and always felt that there was an invisible big hand holding his freedom... urging him to answer the phone quickly.

It's Chen Yinan.

Ruan Yang glanced at Zhuo Feng, he had no intention of leaving, so he had to bite the bullet and pick it up.

"Brother Yang! I heard from Brother Xu that you uploaded the video privately, and the crew is already looking for trouble with the company. Where are you?"

Ruan Yang's head got dizzy when he heard it.

That's right, the crew should be the first to come to the door.

First of all, the plot will be spoiled, and the main character will be unhappy because the substitute behavior is exposed.

So, it's not Ruan Yang who did it.

This move is too obvious. If he didn't want black and red, he would never have done this move. But in Yang Xu's eyes, Ruan Yang, whose contract is about to expire, is most likely to do such a thing.

Besides, he also plays disappearing.

Ruan Yang said: "It's not me, it's not good for me."

Chen Yinan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Ruan Yang's words, and then asked, "Brother Yang, why aren't you in the dormitory?"

Ruan Yang: "I had a fever last night, and then...uh, I'm at a friend's house now."

Chen Yinan: "It's good that you're fine, but I'm afraid you still have to come back and explain clearly about the video..."

Ruan Yang's head got bigger, what liquidated damages, what compensation...

He saved all his cards, although he wouldn't let himself be extravagant, but at least he had no worries about food and clothing, but the small money seemed to be flying away.

Yang Xu definitely won't do it, and the company won't do it either, so he must be the one who pays by then.

"I see, I'll try to go back as soon as possible." Ruan Yang said.

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Yang took a peek at Zhuo Feng, and found that the other party didn't have any expression, and he was playing with his phone with his eyes down.

Ruan Yang reckoned that it was impossible for Zhuo Feng to encounter such a thing, and of course he even disdained to do such a thing. He didn't remember how Zhuo Feng became popular.

A little long ago.

Hey, thinking about it like this, my thoughts go astray again, how old is Zhuo Feng?

He doesn't remember, thirty?forty?

He only remembered that when he signed the contract, the other party just quit the circle.

Another sneak peek at Zhuo Feng, who looks less than thirty, but why is he over thirty?

For Ruan Yang who is only in his early twenties, regardless of his status or age, the other party is already a senior.

Thinking about it this way, he instantly felt different.

It's nothing else, but... a sense of shame, what he did before going to bed... blaspheming seniors, it's really enough.

It's just that deep in my heart, it's just about to move.

The little black man said: It doesn't matter, anyway, you are masturbating in your head, and he doesn't know, can he still eat you?

The little white man said: Ruan Yang!You shameless!

Ruan Yang: ...

Zhuo Feng didn't understand what the other party was thinking, but Ruan Yang lowered his head and looked ashamed, making him think that the other party was blaming himself for the video.

So he didn't ask again, it was just a small matter, so small that he didn't need to pay attention to it at all.

"It's time." Zhuo Feng put down the phone in his hand, and glanced at the thermometer, it was 37.8, and it was still burning a little.

"Observe one more day today." Zhuo Feng got up, as if he was about to go out,

Ruan Yang became anxious, reached out and grabbed the hem of the other party's clothes, and said, "Well... can I take a bath?"

Zhuo Feng put away the thermometer, glanced at the fingers that grabbed the corner of his clothes, his eyes darkened: "It's better not to."

Ruan Yang: "..."

What to do, what to do, dirty.

"Uh...can you take me back then?" He didn't have a change of clothes yet.

Zhuo Feng: "Take care of your illness first."

Ruan Yang: ...

Zhuo Feng's words did not have a sense of command, making people feel that he was caring, but in fact Ruan Yang felt that he could not disobey at all.

Ruan Yang shrank back into the quilt, or would he secretly wash it later?

Zhuo Feng looked at Ruan Yang with a wry face, and then at the fingers holding the quilt tightly. Combined with the strange atmosphere in the room, he quickly understood.

"Uncomfortable sweating?" He asked, trying not to show any traces, to save face for the other party.

Ruan Yang immediately nodded as if seeing the light.

"You lie down, I'll send someone to bring you a change of clothes." Zhuo Feng tried his best to keep his voice steady. It was obvious that the cutie had done some unknown things in his guest room.

Zhuo Feng went out, and Ruan Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon Zhuo Feng brought in a change of clothes and said, "You can wipe it off, try not to soak it." Then he left the room and gave him space.

Ruan Yangzi slipped out of bed and walked into the bathroom on his feet. He was disobedient and took a hot shower for only a while, then changed into the newly bought underwear, and quietly put his pants on in the bathroom. washed.

After doing these things, he let out a long breath, the evidence of the crime was cleared, and he could be a little tougher.

Out of the living room, Zhuo Feng sat in front of the table, reading the newspaper, with his long legs stacked casually, and when he saw him approaching, he waved.

"sit."

Ruan Yang sat upright. After having the thoughts of his predecessor just now, he became more restrained. Maybe he can no longer flirt before going to bed...

Ruan Yang: "Sir, can we talk about things today?"

Zhuo Feng raised his eyes, put down the newspaper in his hand, and knocked on the table: "Wait for Ying Rong to come over, are you in a hurry to go back?"

Ruan Yang sat up straight and nodded: "Because the manager came to me, I have to go back and clarify some things."

Ruan Yang was a little confused, so Zhuo Feng really wanted to sneak him?

Why didn't he show any overstepping, and took good care of him. It's been a long time since no one took care of him like this. In the past, he was the one who took care of others.

Seeing the big boy opposite him sitting upright, as if he was listening to a teacher's lecture, Zhuo Feng didn't know what to think.

He patted the sofa beside him: "Will you watch TV?"

Ruan Yang nodded and sat down cautiously.

It was almost time for lunch when Ying Rong arrived.

He had a suit with a leather collar and a folder in his hand.

"Brother Zhuo." He pushed his glasses.

Ruan Yang immediately got up and was in the same room with the two bosses. He should have been more nervous, but he felt that the atmosphere was a little less tense than when he was alone with Zhuo Feng...

The three of them sat around the sofa, Ruan Yang was still sitting next to Zhuo Feng, Ying Rong pushed his glasses and glanced a little, knowing in his heart that he didn't get it.

A piece of paper was pulled out from Yingrong's file folder and returned to Ruan Yang.

Ruan Yang took it over and asked, "Is it a signed contract?"

But it's not...

Huge fonts, a prenuptial agreement, some very simple conditions above, and examples of things that can be obtained after marriage.

Ruan Yang:? ? ?

Before Ruan Yang asked.

Zhuo Feng spoke first: "That's right, I may come back soon."

Ruan Yang tilted his head stiffly, his brain seemed to be rusted, and he repeated the other party's words: "Come back...?"

Zhuo Feng: "Well, literally."

Seeing the other party's almond eyes wide open, Zhuo Feng couldn't believe it, his curled eyelashes trembled, and continued: "I need a partner to establish a married image."

Then highlight four words: "Same-sex couple."

Ruan Yang didn't come back to his senses for a long time: "Companion...does that mean partner?"

Ying Rong nodded calmly.

Ruan Yang was stunned on the spot, unconsciously scratching a piece of paper with his hand holding the document, Ying Rong took the document back calmly, and took out a brand new piece of paper from the flat file folder. Ruan Yang, who was in a daze, didn't notice the move.

It took a long time to use honorifics to say: "You...why did you find me?"

Zhuo Feng turned his head and said seriously: "Because you are likable."

Ruan Yang: ...

Where is he likable...?

Ruan Yang's mind was running slowly, and there was almost no gap for other thinking. After thinking for a long time, he finally got to the point.

"Then... why is it the same sex." He almost bit his tongue, because there is no need to ask this question.

Zhuo Feng showed a meaningful smile: "Of course it's because I like men."

Ying Rong consolidated the documents: "I need to go abroad to get married, and I need you to return your ID card."

Ruan Yang just wanted to ask, the country does not seem to support same-sex marriage, did not expect the other party is ready...

Ruan Yang asked himself before, if Zhuo Feng wanted to unspoken rules for himself, would he agree... The answer is obvious, what unspoken rules, he obviously earned it!God!

I didn't expect that what I was waiting for was not an unspoken rule, but a bigger piece of pie...

So this document is in front of him, is there any reason for him not to sign it?

No!Thanks!

Zhuo Feng reached out and tapped his shoulder: "Do you have any questions? Or do you have additional terms?" He didn't give the other party the option to disagree.

Ruan Yang shook his head dumbly, and his eyes stayed on his injured prenuptial agreement, which didn't have many clauses.

"The thing about the signing..." He was thinking, if he didn't sign, should he not sign himself.

Zhuo Feng: "Whether you reach a consensus with me or not, the matter of Ying Rong signing you will not change."

Ruan Yang breathed a sigh of relief, explaining that it was not a means of exchange.

But then he thought of something, and instantly became angry again—about some indescribable things.

He looked up at Zhuo Feng, he didn't know how to speak about this matter, his face was burning red, and the pink on the tips of his ears could no longer be hidden

"About that... um..."

Zhuo Feng understood: "About that aspect, if you don't need it, I don't need it."

Ying Rong's self-proclaimed calm aura was almost broken, he pushed his glasses to hide his upturned mouth.

Ruan Yang: ...

It doesn't exist, it's not like this, why do you do this to me.

I need! ! !

But he can't say...

The author has something to say: Poor Xiaoruan, those who see it will cry, and those who hear it will be sad! !