Movie king always wants to show affection

After getting a positive reply from Ji Mingde, Feng Wenbin's car drove more and more out of the way, the number of vehicles on the road gradually decreased, and Feng Wenbin's speed became faster and faster.

At first, Feng Wenbin was afraid that Ji Mingde would feel uncomfortable if the speed was too fast, so he turned his head and glanced at him, and saw that the man was sitting on the back of the chair with his eyes closed and relaxed, enjoying the pleasure brought by the speed.

Twenty minutes later, the car got off the highway and turned two corners. Feng Wenbin parked the car by the river.

"Are you there?" Ji Mingde asked.

"Well, come down."

After Feng Wenbin finished speaking, he ignored Ji Mingde and walked to the riverside, leaning on the railings by the riverside, and shouted to the riverside: "Ah!!!"

Ji Mingde walked up to Feng Wenbin and stood still, looking at the river, the sun had already set and it was just getting dark.

On the opposite side of the river are brightly lit high-rise buildings. The river water reflects the flickering lights on the other side, and the water flow and evening wind make the water surface sparkle.

Feng Wenbin turned around and leaned against the railing, and said to Ji Mingde who was beside him: "Not all those in idol dramas lie to little girls. When you are in a bad mood, yelling at an open place can really relieve stress. Try it." ?”

Ji Mingde leaned forward while leaning on the railing, but he didn't make any sound.

He wanted to try it, but he couldn't seem to open his mouth and his throat was too tight.

He could imagine that even if he yelled, he wouldn't yell like Feng Wenbin did just now, he would suppress his voice uncontrollably.

Just like a person wouldn't shout like this in public, Ji Mingde couldn't let go of his voice and shout out. Although he knew this place could allow him to vent freely, but Ji Mingde restrained himself too much, causing him to habitually to suppress yourself.

"What? Excuse me?" Feng Wenbin smiled angrily with the corners of his mouth curled up, turned around, put his left hand in his trouser pocket, and put his right hand on Ji Mingde's left shoulder, "There is no one else here."

"Ah!" Feng Wenbin yelled at Jiang after finishing speaking.

The shout close to his ear made Ji Mingde's eardrum vibrate.

A gust of cold wind blew, and both of them shivered.They are usually in the company when they are not at home. They are all equipped with air-conditioning and heating. The two of them wear very little, a thin sweater and a coat.

Ji Mingde's suit jacket is thicker and windproof, Feng Wenbin's casual jacket is useless at all, Feng Wenbin stomped his feet and said: "It's so fucking cold, I remember there seems to be a blanket in the car, I'll go get it." Feng Wen Bin said as he walked towards the sports car parked a few meters away.

Ji Mingde looked back at Feng Wenbin's back, hesitated for a moment, and shouted to the river: "Ah!"

Although his voice was still suppressed, after he yelled, it seemed that it would not be difficult to yell again, so Ji Mingde let go and yelled twice.

Feng Wenbin quickly found the blanket, and wanted to quickly take it over and let Ji Mingde put it on, but when he heard Ji Mingde's shout, Feng Wenbin simply sat in the car for a while before putting on the blanket and going out.

Feng Wenbin grabbed the two corners of the blanket with both hands, stretched out the long arm of his right hand, wrapped them both in the blanket, and seemed to be wrapping Ji Mingde in his arms.

"Grab this side." Feng Wenbin said, giving the corner of his right hand to Ji Mingde, and then withdrew that hand.

"How is it? Does it feel better to shout out?" Feng Wenbin asked.

"Well, it's really useful." Ji Mingde nodded.

Feng Wenbin didn't ask why Ji Mingde was in a bad mood, they didn't know each other enough to talk to each other, Feng Wenbin said with a smile: "If you're in a bad mood, you should relax, if you want to work as hard as you do, don't you get more and more depressed .”

Ji Mingde smiled helplessly and said nothing, the endless loneliness in his eyes was hidden in the darkness, he knew it himself.

The blanket was not thick, and it was still cold after staying outside for a long time, Ji Mingde sniffled and said, "Go back, or you will really catch a cold."

"Ah."

Sitting in the car, Ji Mingde apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I made you suffer from the cold."

"It's okay." Feng Wenbin smiled and started the car with a nonchalant smile. He also came here because he wanted to yell twice to relieve the pressure from work.

One minute before leaving get off work, secretary Huang Wanrou handed the last document to be signed by the president to Yuan Zejia's desk.

"Okay, you can get off work and inform everyone that you don't need to work overtime today." Yuan Zejia took the document and said.

Huang Wanrou shouted in her heart, she had been overtime for almost a week, and finally she was able to relax. Huang Wanrou walked to the door and suddenly remembered something, she turned to Yuan Zejia with a smile and said: "Chairman, there is Sheng Nan God's variety show."

Yuan Zejia said in a good mood: "I know, I will never forget."

Tsk tsk tsk, Huang Wanrou sighed in her heart, the male god Sheng is not here, and the chairman is so pampered, I really don't know what it's like for the two of them to get along in private.

Thinking about it, you can read a [-]-word fan novel!

Huang Wanrou was full of ideas, and with a lewd smile on her face, she planned to go back and provide ideas to the young lady who wrote Danmei she knew, so that she could add more "Your Majesty's Favor".

Yuan Zejia returned home and turned on the TV, and tuned to the channel where the variety show on Shengtang was broadcast.

The show will be broadcast at 08:30, Yuan Zejia took a shower first, then sat in front of the TV and waited.

Looking at the countdown on the upper right corner of the TV to how long it will be until the show is broadcast, Yuan Zejia smiled, never expecting that he would still be watching the TV and waiting for the broadcast.

After the lively opening dance, Sheng Tang made his final appearance.The prosperous Tang Dynasty on the stage is radiant, attracting everyone's attention.

Watching the handsome man on TV who is capable and well-behaved, and thinking about acting like a baby to him childishly, coaxing him softly and warmly, when he wakes up, he will be messy and confused...

Only he can see the side of Tang Tang in his family, which makes Yuan Zejia feel a great sense of satisfaction in his heart.

During the show, when Sheng Tang was resting, Yuan Zejia called Sheng Tang.

Sheng Tang was about to go to bed after taking a shower, and quickly connected the phone: "Hey, does my big baby miss me?" Sheng Tang sat on the bed and said with a smile.

"Yeah." Yuan Zejia said with a smile, "I'm watching the variety show you came back to record last time."

"That's right, Tian Miaomiao reminded me that it will be aired today, and I have to repost their official Weibo later." Sheng Tang said, "Oh, don't watch it, it's so embarrassing."

"What's embarrassing? It's interesting."

Sheng Tang said: "Isn't it stupid? A bunch of people of that age are playing such a childish game."

Yuan Zejia laughed at him: "I have seen you who are more naive, and you have already been immune."

"Yuan Zejia, don't always expose me." Sheng Tang snorted.

Sheng Tang didn't hear Yuan Zejia speak, "Hello? Zejia, are you listening?"

Yuan Zejia said: "Yes, you appeared on TV just now."

Sheng Tang: "..." A real person is calling you, but you still watch TV!

I really want to smash the TV, grab my man!

Sheng Tang was almost jealous of himself.