Tired ABO

Chu Yan flinched, he raised his flushed and wet face, actively wrapped his arms around Suiyu's neck, bit his red lips and shook his head at him.

Sui Yu looked down at him, his delicate jaw was tensed, and his movements didn't stop.

If it had been two hours ago, Chu Yan would never have imagined that he would be lying on the bed of Nanqiao Bie Wan's house tonight, and be "cruelly" oppressed face to face with Yu.

Tonight, Beixin Hotel under the Chenyuan Group was holding a charity party, and Chu Yan decided to go there in the middle of the way—emergency rescue.

When he arrived, the banquet was over, and those who remained moved to another small hall to hold a charity auction.

The corridor is quiet, and there are no waiters to ask for directions.

Chu Yan wandered around for several times before finding the right direction.

"It's you?" Lian Yun waited at the entrance of the venue, and frowned when he saw Chu Yan.

Chu Yan didn't find the way just now, and went around a few times. He was annoyed, and when he heard Lian Yun's words, he threw the bag he was carrying directly to him, "Do you want to use it or not."

Lian Yun glanced into the bag, feeling relieved, he sighed softly, "Thank you."

"You owe me, remember it by yourself." After saying that, Chu Yan turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey," Lian Yun stopped him.

Chu Yan turned around, "What are you doing?"

Lian Yun handed over the chewing gum in his hand and lifted it up.

Chu Yan snorted softly, stretched out his hand and took out one, tore open the package and chewed it into his mouth. He didn't rush to leave, and leaned against the wall with Lian Yun, lazily crossing his legs.

"I don't understand. Are you even the Best Movie King? You still play tricks like chasing someone." Chu Yan squinted at him, "Huh?" He asked in a drawn-out tone.

Lian Yun turned his eyes to the meeting hall, and the voice of the auctioneer on the stage calling for the price sounded intermittently, and he laughed at himself, "This kind of circle doesn't like you and me."

Chu Yan snorted lightly, if Lian Yun figured it out, he had to call him senior brother, the two of them had a common manager, when Lao Deng brought Chu Yan, Lian Yun was already the No. .

Lian Yun, who has made great achievements in the entertainment industry, seemed to be preparing to take a break after winning the award. His contract with the company expired, and he went out to open a studio independently. He only read one or two scripts a year, and gradually faded out of the public eye.

When Chu Yan debuted as a traffic niche, Lian Yun met him for the first time, and he didn't like his behavior of spending money on packaging and buying hot searches. Later, he was the only one under Lao Deng's hands, and he started Transformation, development on the road to a powerful actor, met Lian Yun on the set, Lian Yun always frowned and disliked him, despised him for not being able to read his lines well, and slapped him in front of the whole crew, this is still a matter. Last trending search.

The grand slam actor looks down on top traffic.

Scoff——, Chu Yan hooked Lian Yunjian, "Don't be ashamed of your actor's face to beg someone, change it, the forest or the grass, it's up to you."

Chu Yan only knew that the movie king was catching up with someone in the circle of upper-class capitalists. He heard that he was his predecessor, but it was difficult anyway.This time, the invitation letter from Chenyuan was originally for Chu Yan, but Lao Deng accidentally saw it and forwarded it to Lian Yun.

Lian Yun didn't know about this. Chu Yan came here now because he was told that the things Lian Yun was going to auction off had collided with someone. Lian Yun had no choice. Not everyone can come in here. Old Deng Na who gave him the invitation letter, Lao Deng told Chu Yan again to let him come to the rescue.

Chu Yan was lucky, when he came over, he met Assistant Xu Zhichen who happened to be at the gate, so he let him in directly.

Lian Yun smiled and didn't answer.

"Next is..." The auctioneer inside was introducing the next auction item, Lian Yun stood up, "I'll send it over first."

Chu Yan responded.

"Do you want to go in and sit down?" Lian Yun pointed to the hall.

"No need," Chu Yan waved his hand, "You go, I'll leave in a while."

Chu Yan didn't know what the reason was, he leaned against the wall, chewing gum, and looked inside with great interest.

Xu Zhichen must be here today, he just wanted to see if he could find him, and by the way, wondered when Suiyu would come back.

When his sight touched the back of a familiar head in the front row, Chu Yan's breath stopped.

"That's Chenyuan's young master's house." Lian Yun introduced him casually when he came back to see Xu Zhichen.

Chu Yan leaned on the wall and stood up straight, and said softly.

Lian Yun raised his eyebrows, "You know him?"

"I don't know." Chu Yan subconsciously denied it. When he saw Xu Zhichen leaning forward and the profile of the person next to him was exposed, Chu Yan's legs went limp.

He didn't have time to say goodbye to Lian Yun decently, leaving a hasty "I'll go first", then eagerly returned the same way and walked out.

Lian Yun behind him glanced back and forth between his back and Xu Zhichen, his eyes suddenly sank.

"Tang Cong, pick me up at the main gate within five minutes." Chu Yan called Tang Cong while walking.

Tang Cong squinted in the car, and when he received a call from Chu Yan, he still hadn't recovered. The party is over so soon?what happened.

Before he could ask, he was hung up.

Tang Cong looked at the phone with a black screen in his hand, not daring to delay, hurried over to pick up Chu Yan.

As soon as Chu Yan got into the car, he began to take off his clothes.

Tang Cong in the driver's seat was startled, "Brother Yan, what are you doing?"

Chu Yan unbuttoned his shirt, opened his clothes, and turned around to reach for the clothes bag in the back seat, "Where are the clothes I changed just now, where did you put them?"

"I put it in the trunk."

Chu Yan said "Fuck", unfastened his seat belt, and prepared to crawl through the gap in the middle.

"Brother, I'll stop and get it for you." Tang Cong said hurriedly when he saw his movements, and was about to lean over while turning the steering wheel.

"Don't stop, drive to Nanqiao Biewan quickly."

Tang Cong hadn't reacted to Chu Yan's series of actions in his head. When he heard "Bie Wan at Nanqiao", he turned his head and looked back, "Brother, why..."

Before the word "ha" could be said, Chu Yan interrupted impatiently, "Suiyu is back, hurry up!"

Chu Yan knelt on the back seat on one knee, reaching for clothes in the trunk.

Tang Cong was frightened by Suiyu's name, so he immediately speeded up and didn't dare to ask more questions.

Chu Yan hurriedly changed into ordinary short-sleeved trousers, stuffed the suit into the pocket and threw it in the trunk, "Did you send the words I asked you to send to him every day?"

"Sent it." Tang Congzhi nodded, "Sent it in the morning and evening, but not at noon."

Chu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and patted Tang Cong on the shoulder, knowing that he was reliable.

"Did you see me?" Afterwards, Chu Yan softened into a pool of water, lying on the bed, and asked Suiyu in the bathroom.

There was a rushing sound of running water, I don't know if Suiyu heard it.

Chu Yan squeezed his throat and decided to amplify his voice, "A Sui, did you really see me?"

After Chu Yan finished speaking, he listened sideways, and the sound of water in the bathroom seemed to have stopped. He hurriedly pulled the quilt over his head, crawled under the quilt, and held his breath.

Suiyu came out wrapped in a bathrobe, and there was a scent of the combination of the clear fragrance of Brahma and the sweet fragrance of bergamot floating in the air.

He fastened his belt slowly, looked at Chu Yan who was in a ball on the bed, leaned over and opened the drawer, and hummed casually.

Chu Yan exploded, suffocating in bed and counting Xiaojiujiu, believing it was Xu Zhichen's complaint.

The quilt moved, and the person inside opened a small slit, looking left and right and exposing his head a little bit, his eyes turned slowly, looking back at Suiyu's eyes for a moment, he was frightened instantly, and arched his arms under the quilt To retract again.

Suiyu reached out and easily grabbed the corner of the quilt, "I was wrong." Chu Yan folded his hands and said pitifully.

Those washed eyes were bright, the tip of his nose was red, his lips were swollen, and he looked like he had been bullied so badly that he was spoiled all over.

Suiyu looked at him, and inexplicably thought of what Xu Zhichen called him before, "little wife".

It was at the auction in the evening, after hearing what his assistant Mu Dong said, Xu Zhichen turned his head to him jokingly and said, "Your little wife is here."

"Come here and apply the medicine." Suiyu looked away, unscrewed the ointment in his hand, and signaled to Chu Yan.

Like a caterpillar, Chu Yan slowly squirmed over to touch him, obediently tilting his head to reveal the back of his fair neck.

Sui Yu's fingertips squeezing the medicine lightly stroked it up, Chu Yan was stimulated to shrink back, bit his lower lip to hold back his voice.

Suiyu's movements were extremely gentle, he looked at the dots of red marks around the side, opened his lips and said, "I'll be lighter next time."

Chu Yan pouted, not believing him.

As soon as the medicine was applied, Chu Yan got under the quilt again, only showing a pair of wet eyes looking at Suiyu.

Suiyu stretched out his finger and pinched the soft flesh of Chu Yan's cheek in a funny way, suddenly thought of something, and said unhurriedly, "Who is that Alpha?"

After Xu Zhichen finished saying "the next one is what he sent over", he got up and wanted to leave.

As a result, before leaving, Xu Zhichen deliberately added, "By the way, yours just came to deliver something to Alpha."

So, who is that Alpha?

"Friend." Chu Yan was pinched on one side of his face, and he blinked his starry eyes and answered vaguely.

Suiyu let go, seeing his already pink face turned crimson, he curled his lips into a smile, then put his hands on his hands and massaged gently in circular motions.

Chu Yan didn't know why, feeling the force of poking his face, "What are you doing?"

"Soft." Suiyu said.

Chu Yan was stunned, daring to treat his face as dough, poking it whenever he wanted, he wanted to slap Suiyu's hand away angrily, but thought of how docile he was, so he rolled into Suiyu together with the quilt and sobbed aggrievedly. In his arms, arching wildly in his arms, avoiding his face from being poked by him.

The soft flesh in his hand suddenly disappeared, Sui Yu raised his hand stiffly, and looked down at the back of the hairy head in his arms, "Do you want to go to filming tomorrow?"

"Huh?" Chu Yan's reflex arc has not returned to normal.

"Hengdian, filming." Suiyu reminded him as he ran along his hair.

Chu Yan was in a daze, and in the panic that he was about to show his feet, he jumped up and knelt down beside Sui Yu, looking at him sincerely, "Yes, I'm so tired, can you send me there, A Sui?" .”

He grabbed the corner of Suiyu's clothes and swayed slightly, coupled with his weeping face, it was particularly touching and believable.

"Okay." Suiyu said with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Chu Yan was stunned, what's going on, why did he agree, this is not what he thought.

Just as Chu Yan was about to say something to save the situation, the phone on the bedside table vibrated.

Suiyu leaned forward and took it.

Chu Yan, who had escaped the predetermined disaster, was relieved, and began to rack his brains to think that he would have to find a chance to communicate with Tang Cong later, and it seemed that he really had to go to Hengdian.

"Sui Chuchu." Sui Yu called him suddenly.

Chu Yan's whole body trembled, feeling faint for no reason.

"Explain what this means." Suiyu asked him holding up his phone.

Chu Yan looked up in puzzlement, the screen stayed on the text message page, and when he saw the content of the above words clearly, his mind was buzzing.

He, he seems to be done.

"Good night, A Sui." The sending time, 0:30 in the morning, fits his schedule very well.

But, he is lying in front of Suiyu, he is under Suiyu's nose now, how can he send that text message.

Is Tang Cong a pig? Set a timed delivery and include today in it.

In fact, it's no wonder Tang Cong, who knew that Suiyu would have come back long ago.

Chu Yan smiled bitterly, unable to explain it at all.

Suiyu still had a smile on his face, a shallow sneer, his eyes made Chu Yan go weak, and he curled up his feet and wanted to retreat.

The content of good morning and good night is almost the same every day. Suiyu originally thought it was Chu Yan who was lazy and set the time to send it by himself. But now, it seems that it was not sent by Chu Yan himself, but by someone he didn't know. .

His little wife is really getting more and more courageous.

Chu Yan silently scolded Tang Cong over and over in his heart, but kept a sweet smile on his face, and looked at Suiyu flatteringly.

When Suiyu's lips moved slightly and was about to speak, Chu Yan had an idea.

"A Sui, I don't like that posture just now, let's change it next time, shall we?" He took the initiative to lean over, stretched out his two white and tender arms, wrapped around Suiyu's neck, and said delicately, pouted.

"Oh? Really," Suiyu smiled lightly, raised his hand to clasp Chu Yan's waist, turned around and switched positions, letting him lie on top of him.

Sitting on the bed, Suiyu looked at the person whose face was buried on his chest because of this posture, trying to shrink the sense of existence, he smiled lightly, stroked Chu Yan's hair, and spoke slowly and softly,

"It seems that you still like it."