After I fell in love with the double slag Gong, Bai Yueguang came back

On such a quiet night, in the courtyard of the community, I don’t know it was the couple who had no public morals. They sang loudly. The blood vessels in Jiang Yan’s whole body instantly congested. He tried to restrain himself, bent down and opened the door of the washing machine. And jeans, the reason why it can be seen through the glass is because Wen Yueming's dressing style is obvious, everyday casual clothes like jeans have never appeared in the closet.

What's more, when we met yesterday, Cheng Jianyu was wearing this suit.

The muscles of his cheeks were tense, and he twitched slightly, and his head, which was too violent and emotionally stimulated, had a dull pain, not only a headache, but also a pain in his chest.

Slowly adjusting his breathing, he walked into the living room, his voice was calm, and he asked straightforwardly: "Are you two asleep?"

Cheng Jianyu met him for the first time, because of his face similar to Wen Yueming, he lay obediently under him and let him play with him. Now that he met the right master, isn't it normal for something to happen?

Wen Yueming frowned, took off his thin glasses, lowered his head and pinched the bridge of his nose, "What are you talking about?"

"Have you slept with Cheng Jianyu?" Jiang Yan repeated without emotion. His chest was really hurting, and the pain was so severe that he couldn't imagine the scene. As long as his thoughts shifted to that direction, he felt that he would be unable to control Wen Yueming. neck.

Wen Yueming didn't speak for a while, and raised his head. Jiang Yan's eyes were fierce and sharp, like sharp arrows stretched on strings. Anyone who said something that was not the answer Jiang Yan wanted to hear would be shot cold by the arrow. He has always been good at soothing emotions. , But this time, he slowly put on his glasses again, "Jiang Yan, I won't answer your question, wait until you are more rational, then ask me this question."

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Wen Yueming looked at him intently, and said meticulously: "I am your uncle, do you think this tone of voice is appropriate?"

Jiang Yan also looked directly at his face, trying to capture the emotions he wanted to see from behind the glasses, but he saw nothing. He clenched his fists tightly and squeezed out lines between his teeth, "Because you are my uncle , we just stand here and talk."

Any other man would have been lying on the ground dying.

After finishing speaking, he turned around and strode out, and slammed the iron door hard. There was a loud "bang", which woke up the voice-activated lights of the entire building.

the next day.An'an was very fast, Xiao Xiaoliyu agreed to meet with Cheng Jianyu, and made an appointment to have coffee in the afternoon and discuss matters. Cheng Jianyu deliberately took the time to buy a bottle of champagne at the mall as a gift for the first meeting.

When we arrived at the appointed place, the coffee shop was decorated in a very retro way, filled with all kinds of Western antiques accumulated over time, and the atmosphere was artistic.Sitting next to the floor-to-ceiling window was a man wearing a blue and white striped jersey. His back looked like he had black and thick hair. He was looking at his phone with his head down.

Cheng Jianyu walked over, the man looked up, both of them were startled.

What surprised Cheng Jianyu was that this man was none other than Yan Rong, a well-known writer and film producer who took good care of him in "Let's Travel".

Yan Rong was surprised by the changes in Cheng Jianyu. As early as when recording the variety show, he keenly felt that Cheng Jianyu was not like the submissive little daughter-in-law around Jiang Yan. Dressed casually, the whole person exudes confidence and cleanliness from head to toe.

"Mr. Yan, I didn't expect you to be a little carp." Cheng Jianyu smiled lowly, put the champagne gift box on the table, and stretched out his hand politely.

Yan Rong shook his hand, which was as cold as last time. It seemed that the skin of this young man was cold all over his body. The awkward pen name made Yan Rong scratch his eyebrows, "You still call me Teacher Yan, we won't mention this pen name today .”

"it is good."

Cheng Jianyu fully understood, sat on the sofa, looked at Yan Rong with a smile in his eyes, "Mr. Yan, is this a surprise or a shock?"

"Of course it's a surprise." Yan Rong snapped his fingers, and the waiter delivered a pot of freshly ground coffee that had been prepared a long time ago, as well as a neat contract, "I told you in the south, you can find me when you go back to Shanghai stock market , I cherish my talents and will help you, but I never thought Director Liang Qiu would be the first to dig you out."

Cheng Jianyu took over the contract and carefully flipped through a few pages. Regarding the copyright sale contract of "The Cloud Chasing the Moon", Yan Rong demanded that the regulations be as simple as they could be, which is simply one of the most talkative "Party A" in the world.

This greatly exceeded Cheng Jianyu's expectations. He didn't have much hope for this meeting. He did his best and knew his destiny.

Yan Rong gave him a surprise.

While looking at the contract, he casually asked: "Mr. Yan, what is the psychological price of this "Clouds Chasing the Moon"?"

Yan Rong raised his hand and compared the word "1", Cheng Jianyu asked softly after thinking for a while: "One million?"

If the little carp is a master-level author like Yan Rong who resounds through the sky, he will be lucky to pick up a big bargain.

"No, Wan."

"Wan?" Cheng Jianyu was stunned, and couldn't help laughing, "Is Teacher Yan joking with me?"

Yan Rong shook his head, sat up straight, looked at him seriously and said: ""The Clouds Chasing the Moon" is my first book. This is a story that a relative of mine personally experienced. This book means a lot to me. I never thought about it. To sell its copyright, because it is not measurable by price, until your studio sends me an email."

"Jian Yu, I hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to give it to you. You don't have to thank me. You won this for yourself. You are at the end of the road, but you can still stick to your principles and refuse director Liang Qiu to throw it away. Olive branch here, in this regard, you have surpassed people in this circle, I appreciate your principles, and I am willing to cooperate with people like you."

Every word he said came from the heart, sonorous and powerful. Principles, some people think that they are bookish, not cold, and too dogmatic, but he thinks that a person with principles means that he has a clear mind and knows what he has to do. What, what not to do, cooperate with such people, be friends, don't worry about being cheated, their principle is a golden signboard.

Yan Rong's trust made Cheng Jianyu feel a little pressure, more motivation, he thanked Yan Rong for his sincerity and affirmation, picked up the coffee pot on the table, poured coffee for the two of them, and handed it to Yan Rong with both hands in special respect, "Thank you, Teacher Yan."

"You are too polite." Yan Rong took the coffee and drank it with a smile, "Congratulations on breaking up with Jiang Yan, you are not passers-by, he doesn't understand your value."

He has read a lot of books and read countless people, and he can see the value of this young man in front of him. Jiang Yan is still too young, he doesn't understand how precious Cheng Jianyu is.

Cheng Jianyu just smiled and kept silent about matters related to Jiang Yan.

Today, he was in a good mood after finishing this matter on his mind. After get off work, Chen Kaian and An'an had a few drinks to celebrate Mingjian's substandard flight over the studio.

Zhou Jueqing would never have imagined that Cheng Jianyu would spend 400 million yuan to solve the problem, because people are not afraid of the pearl being covered in dust, and the beautiful jade is hidden in the snow. After the dust and snow are brushed, the pearl and jade will still have the same brilliance, but if the heart is covered with dust, everything will lose its color .

When Cheng Jianyu returned home, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. He walked happily and walked out of the elevator. The neighbor's door was open as it was when he left in the morning, but there were many new and brand new suitcases. As he walked, he casually glanced at the familiar electric guitar backpack at the door.

The German Shepherd suddenly jumped out happily, jumped to his side in a few steps, circling around its calf, its little tail dangling happily, Cheng Jianyu was moved, squatted down and touched its little head. It had been a long time since I hadn't seen the druid, it seemed to be thin A little bit.

His eyes paused, and he looked into the inner room. He was more familiar with the silhouette of A Sheng than the electric guitar. He was instructing the people of the moving company to put things back in place. Jiang Yan was sitting loosely on a pure black simple suitcase, carelessly in his hands. Holding a cigarette, Ah Sheng leaned over to light it for him courteously.

Jiang Yan held a cigarette in his mouth, and the orange fire flickered. He turned his head casually, looked at Cheng Jianyu, and chuckled meaningfully.

A Sheng followed his gaze, approached with a smile, "Sister-in-law, long time no see."

"Don't call me sister-in-law." Cheng Jianyu corrected him quietly, hesitated, and asked, "You bought the house?"

After asking, he realized it was nonsense, so he stood up and took out the key from his pocket. He couldn't control where Jiang Yan loved to live, but he could only control himself.

A Sheng laughed dryly and scratched his hair, "Druid misses you."

Cheng Jianyu was about to open the door when he heard a "bang" sound. The suitcase Jiang Yan was sitting on fell to the ground because of the loss of two long supports. Arms folded, "Cheng Jianyu, can I go to your house? I want to talk to you about our problems."

Being sticky and sticky is not a long-term solution. Cheng Jianyu is not afraid of Jiang Yan. If he really wants to do something, Jiang Yan may not take advantage of him. He pushed the door open, "Yes, please come in."

Jiang Yan walked into the door, turned his hands behind his back, and locked the door behind him with a "click" sound. He sat on the sofa with his hands folded on his knees, looked up at Cheng Jianyu, and said with a half-smile, "I'm sorry." , I offended you in the parking lot a few days ago, I didn't mean to look down on you, I sincerely wanted to help you, but I didn't grasp the words well, so I specially apologize to you today."

Cheng Jianyu sensed that something was wrong, Jiang Yan would still talk like this?He took a glass of water, put it on the tea table and said, "Well, it's okay, we'll settle it today, and we won't interfere with each other in the future."

"Cheng Jianyu."

Jiang Yan spoke suddenly, his voice was a little sandy, with gentle coldness, Cheng Jianyu raised his eyebrows, before he had time to react, Jiang Yan hooked his calf with one foot and said goodbye gently, and wrapped his two strong hands around his thin body Cheng Jianyu lost his balance in an instant, and then spun, and was violently pressed by Jiang Yan on the sofa behind him. He froze, tried his best to resist, bent his knees and pushed upward, hitting Jiang Yan's stomach.

"Hiss..." Jiang Yan murmured, his face turned pale due to the severe pain, and his subordinates quickly picked up Cheng Jianyu's hands, raised them to the armrest of the sofa, half-kneeled on Cheng Jianyu's body, and leaned over to kiss him very roguely He pressed his throat and asked, "Do you just like men who talk like this? Do I imitate it?"

Cheng Jianyu's nose was full of his scorching hot breath, and he turned his face away in resistance, "Let go."

Jiang Yan stared straight at the dignified and quiet side face, lowered his body, and slowly breathed hot air behind his white ears, his voice was as gentle as a lover's whisper, "Have you slept with Wen Yueming?"

"Are you sick?" Cheng Jianyu turned to look at him, and asked with a sneer. He seldom swears, and the first time he swears in the past few years is dedicated to Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan chased his soft lips and gave him a vicious mouth, then kissed the corner of his lips delicately, "I admit that I am sick, so have you slept?"

The angrier Cheng Jianyu is, the calmer he is. He is calm and calm, and he can hold himself when he encounters big things, except when he meets Jiang Yan. It's strange. Jiang Yan always has a way to throw stones into this unsettled lake in his heart. During the day, he closed his eyes, decided to cut the mess quickly, and fully understood Jiang Yan's thoughts on him. When he opened his eyes, he looked at Jiang Yan fixedly, and said suddenly: "I have slept."

Jiang Yan's possessiveness is overwhelming, and he will never allow his people to be touched by others.

For a while, Jiang Yan couldn't feel the headache that accompanied Cheng Jianyu all day. He let go of Cheng Jianyu's wrist. His tall and strong body completely suppressed Cheng Jianyu. He stared at Cheng Jianyu as if he wanted to see through his soul, "You want to die, don't you?"

Cheng Jianyu felt his body trembling through the fabric, like a collapsed river, and this sadness was also passed on to him. Dogs have feelings for five years, let alone men?

This kind of touch is only momentary, and reason immediately prevailed. He said softly, his tone became calm, and he stated in a calm manner: "Not only will I sleep with Wen Yueming, but I will also sleep with every boyfriend I talk to after that. I will still fall in love with them, and I will still get married, you have to get used to it."

"Shut up! Say something else and I'll kill you." Jiang Yan stared at him hard, his eyes were red and his chest heaved violently. He didn't know, didn't understand, why Cheng Jianyu's heart was so cruel, didn't Cheng Jianyu know, and said Every word is a sharp needle prick, each sharp needle pierced his heart to draw his blood, and he was in severe pain.

Cheng Jianyu listened to his rapid heartbeat, pursed his light lips into a nice line, and looked at him quietly with clear eyes.

Jiang Yan soaked in his warm gaze, and the blood in his whole body coagulated. He endured the shame and humiliation of being used as a stand-in. He repented, he admitted his mistakes, apologized again and again to please him, and trampled his self-esteem and pride under his feet. What did he gain?

Cheng Jianyu doesn't like him at all, and he won't get back together with him at all. All the compromises he makes are useless.

Cheng Jianyu may sleep with every man, and will never have anything to do with him again.

For the first time, he clearly realized that it was impossible between them.

Jiang Yan stood up from Cheng Jianyu, raised his head, his sharp Adam's apple rolled under the thin layer of skin, his heart was full of resentment and powerlessness, he was silent for a moment, he lowered his head, stared at the floor, his eyes were red, and there was a tinge in his voice. Slightly choked up, "Okay, Cheng Jianyu, I admit defeat."

"I'll help you deal with Zhou Jueqing's matter. You can't sleep with me for five years in vain." He paused, breathing for a long time, "I won't pester you anymore, I don't lack people around me, and you are nothing special Yes, what is much better than you is that I don't care about you anymore."