The kitten is very thin, the bones can be seen when standing up.

Jian Mubai didn't know where to put her hand, for fear of accidentally hurting it.

Yan Cen pretended not to notice, and quickly prepared dinner for Jian Mubai to come over.

Dinner was Jian Mubai's favorite dishes, and he ate a little more than before.

Yan Cen looked quite satisfied.

But if the fans outside know that their superstar Yan Yingdi first makes cat food with milk powder and then cooks for Jian Mubai, no one will believe it.

But Yan Cen has a great sense of accomplishment, raising kittens and Jian Mubai is very easy.

Just like what Yan Cen said, Jian Mubai doesn't need to worry about this kitten at all, the automatic cat feeder is the most advanced on the market, so there is no need to worry about it at all.

Water and cat food are well prepared.

The cat litter was also placed far away, so that Jian Mubai would not touch it.

And what Jian Mubai has to do is to develop a relationship with the cat, pet it!

In this way, Jian Mubai's worries were much less.

His eyes followed the cat.

Yan Cen packed up his things and sat next to Jian Mubai, saying: "You take care of it first, cultivate your sensibility, and it will be good for filming. If you don't want to take care of me after filming, just give it to me."

The cat was in Jian Mubai's hands, and then left.

Yan Cen made the plan very clear.

"Okay, let's see it when the time comes." Jian Mubai nestled on the sofa, still holding the script in his hand, and densely written words were written on the script.

It looks like a lot of effort has been put into it.

Yan Cen glanced at it, was stunned, and pretended to be casual: "Annotate what you wrote?"

Jian Mubai looked at the words on the notebook, there were his and Feng Zhengqi's.

But Jian Mubai subconsciously didn't want Yan Cen to know, seeing that Yan Cen just glanced casually, he said: "I wrote it."

After listening to him, Yan Cen put down the cut fruit in his hand.

"You wrote it all?" Before Jian Mubai could speak, the script was taken away by Yan Cen.

Would he not know Jian Mubai's handwriting?

The other writing on it was clearly teaching Jian Mubai how to use skills to cheat.

No wonder today I feel that Jian Mubai's acting is a bit strange,

"Who wrote this?" Yan Cen's voice was low, Jian Mubai's heart trembled when he saw it.

"friend."

"Which friend."

Being asked like this, Jian Mubai felt a little upset, pushed Yan Cen away and said, "Which friend do you care about?"

Jian Mubai raised his voice slightly, feeling a little angry.

As soon as the words were finished, the phone on Jian Mubai's desk turned on.

Feng Zhengqi: How was the audition today? Is the method easy to use?

Jian Mubai didn't dare to look at Yan Cen's face.

Yan Cen was silent for a while, then said, "Are you looking for Feng Zhengqi to help you?"

Yan Cen's eyes were dark and deep, like a thick fog that couldn't be wiped away.

"Why didn't you look for me." Yan Cen held Jian Mubai's wrist, which made him feel a little pain.

Jian Mubai didn't know why, he and Yan Cen had disagreements for a long time, and he made a fool of himself when he read the script for the first time.

At that time, he felt that he could find anyone to practice with, except Yan Cen.

As long as Yan Cen thought that when Jian Mubai looked into the mirror today, the clear and innocent eyes were tested on other men over and over again, Yan Cen's heart would sink terribly.

"Feng Zhengqi is free, and he's pretty close." Jian Mubai said, being so frightened by Yan Cen, he wasn't afraid anymore.

It was only now that Yan Cen remembered that Feng Zhengqi lived opposite Jian Mubai's house.

It's no wonder that Jian Mubai's acting skills have improved by leaps and bounds, because someone personally tutored him.

Yan Cen only felt his heart constrict, but he didn't understand why someone can say they like her, and then go to be intimate with others.

"Yes, it's quite close." Yan Cen didn't know that he could speak so sarcasticly, seeing Jian Mubai pause, the expression on his face became indifferent.

Yan Cen knew that he had said something wrong.

Jian Mubai looked at Yan Cen with a smile that was not a smile: "Yes, if Yingdi Yan is fine, he can go back. We are just colleagues, thank you for making dinner today."

After speaking, Jian Mubai looked like seeing off the guests.

After being stabbed like this, Yan Cen clenched his hand even tighter, stared at it for a moment and said, "I'll tell you, you already called Yan Yingdi, I must be better than him, has Feng Zhengqi ever won the award of actor?"

This was the first time that Yan Cen used the title of film king to overwhelm someone.

Jian Mubai said strangely: "Yan Cen, do you know how you felt just now?"

Yan Cen didn't understand.

"You are like a primary school student, tell me that your candy tastes better than other people's, and you want to coax me over?"

Yan Cen was so choked by Jian Mubai that he couldn't speak.

But if Feng Zhengqi was really asked to tutor Jian Mubai in acting, Yan Cen would definitely not agree.

Yan Cen paused for a while and didn't speak.

Jian Mubai thought it was over.

Who knew that Yan Cen still didn't let go, and even got closer.

"How did you practice, he played my role? What scene did you practice?" Yan Cen asked slowly, "I am much better than him, choose me."

Jian Mubai was about to get goosebumps all over his body, Yan Cen's eyes were deep, it seemed that if Jian Mubai didn't agree, he wouldn't leave.

"Meow~"

The little white cat didn't know what Twolegs was doing, and jumped between the two of them, breaking the strange atmosphere.

Jian Mubai breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't know why Yan Cen could care so much about who taught him acting.

This little white cat is actually useful and relieves embarrassment.

Yan Cen withdrew his hand, but his eyes remained unchanged, he pinched the little white cat and threw it on the floor.

The little white cat was so stupid that it got under the sofa.

In the next second, Yan Cen directly pressed Jian Mubai, thinking that because of the scene, Jian Mubai's hands, hair, and even hugs had all touched Feng Zhengqi.

Yan Cen's complexion became worse and worse, and Jian Mubai's space was further compressed, and he was completely unable to move on the sofa.

Sensing the danger, Jian Mubai pushed Yan Cen: "What are you doing?"

Nothing, just want to kiss you, want to touch you.

And don't want to be patient anymore.

If someone told Yan Cen to be patient again, Yan Cen would probably hit anyone he saw.

Jian Mubai felt his shoulders heat up, and his warm breath sprayed on his neck.

Invisibly, Jian Mubai suddenly felt that Yan Cen was wronged.

But Yan Cen has nothing to be wronged.

He is a great actor, and it is not easy to play this role.

It's me who should be wronged, okay, I got a script out of nowhere, it's okay if I don't act.

What's more, he had to compare with Yan Yingdi.

Just think about the comparison between his acting skills and Yan Cen's after the movie came out.

The pressure that needs to be borne at that time.

Jian Mubai's scalp felt numb.

Yan Cen was wronged, so he was wronged.

Jian Mubai was still muttering in his heart, the corners of his mouth were touched by soft lips, at first it was the corners of his mouth, then his lips.

In the end, the entire light-colored lips were carefully licked, and this was not the end, the tongue was entangled, and the tired person couldn't lift his strength at all.

I can't push away the people on me.

Jian Mubai was a little dazed, they must have been arguing just now, and Yan Cen must have been wronged.

Why did they suddenly kiss each other.

"Trust me, will I let you suffer?" Yan Cen's deep voice sounded in Jian Mubai's ear, making Jian Mubai tremble all over, "Trust me."

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