The film king won't get up until I kiss him [Rebirth]

Fang Ningjie's mind went blank.

He never expected that Wu Xingyan would shed tears in front of him.

Is he willing to put his fragility in front of another person so openly?

Wu Xingyan was also stunned, as if he didn't expect that he would lose his composure like this.His shoulders trembled, and then he raised his hand to quickly wipe away his tears, turning his face away so that Fang Ningjie could not see him.

Fang Ningjie sighed, took out a small packet of tissue paper from his arms, and stuffed it into his hand: "It can't be wiped clean with hands."

Without turning his head, Wu Xingyan took the tissue away and blew his nose with his back to Fang Ningjie. Although he was 1.8 meters seven, he showed a hint of grievance.

Fang Ningjie felt a little guilty in his heart, and slowly walked up to him and stretched out his arms to hug him.

"I'm sorry, what I said was too much." He patted Wu Xingyan on the back lightly and comforted him.

Wu Xingyan pushed his hand away awkwardly, his side face looked stubborn, but it made people feel distressed.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that Wu Xingyan was just like the little Samoyed at home, clingy, but you couldn’t ignore it. Whenever you got angry, it would stare at you with those innocent eyes and let you His heart softened into a puddle of water, and he no longer wanted to care about the mistakes he had made.

But there is also a difference, the puppy will not be like him, so stubborn that he and the other party can't hold their heads up.

Fang Ningjie likes the type who remembers to eat but not hits the most, and hates the type who remembers both and is not flattering when he is too late.

"I'll give you three numbers, turn around, and I'll pretend nothing happened." He said, "I don't have the patience to coax you, and I don't have the obligation. You should weigh it yourself."

"one."

"two."

Fang Ningjie didn't want to count to three, so he waited for a long time until he felt that he couldn't wait.

A leaf fell to the ground quietly.

"three."

He turned around and left, his back determined.

"Fang Ningjie!"

Wu Xingyan shouted behind him, his voice hoarse.

Fang Ningjie's footsteps paused.

"Why are you here today?"

"nothing dealing with you."

Wu Xingyan stepped forward quickly, grabbed his arm, and said coldly: "It has nothing to do with me? You said it so easily, but you just said it by the way, why does it have nothing to do with me?"

"Why should I say it?" Fang Ningjie's temper also came up, he shook off his hand, and questioned him face to face.

"I have carefully checked the list of invitations here. Without your name, why are you so concerned about the funeral of a dead person? You even bothered to sneak in by bypassing the guards?!"

A dull thunder exploded on Fang Ningjie's head, and he took a few breaths: "Can't I come in and visit my idol?"

"..."

Wu Xingyan looked at him without saying a word, which made his skin crawl.

Fang Ningjie: "Can I go?"

"No." Wu Xingyan continued, "You just said why you came, the reason is true or false, you know better than me, I want to ask you now, why has nothing to do with me?"

Fang Ningjie was about to go mad with anger: "Are you sick? Why? Why are there so many? Why are there so many problems? Are you a hundred thousand reasons!"

"I only asked one question." Wu Xingyan said softly, "Why do you have to give a reason? You asked."

"..."

Fang Ningjie has graduated from the Central Academy of Drama for more than ten years, and has been playing with his pen for more than 20 years, but now he is being tricked by Wu Xingyan's words.

He almost gritted his teeth: "Okay, I asked. Why do you have anything to do with him?"

Wu Xingyan looked at him firmly.

"When it comes to relatives, you don't even have a good relationship with him; when it comes to friends, the one who comes to see him off today is his friend, and you haven't even made money for appearances; when it comes to love, heh, even less. Possibly." Fang Ningjie sneered, feeling a sense of pleasure in bullying others.

A sad look appeared on Wu Xingyan's face: "In terms of relatives, I have nothing to do with him, but his parents are willing to trust me and entrust his funeral affairs to me; in terms of friends, although I have no face, I have never been like those people. It’s the same as falling into trouble, talking about love,” he took a step forward, “how do you know it’s impossible?”

Fang Ningjie was stunned for a moment, his eyes stared like copper bells, and his mouth was opened so wide that he could almost stuff an egg.

What do you mean... What does Wu Xingyan mean?

Why can't he understand?Also, is the air stuck in the throat?I can hardly breathe...

"How do you know it's impossible?"

Wu Xingyan covered his face with trembling hands, and under the moonlight, a layer of water appeared in his eyes, and leaned over to rub his nose with nostalgia, and asked softly, "You're not Jiang Mu, how do you know it's impossible?"

Every word and every sentence is like a sword piercing into his body, trying to tear him apart, and then take out the secret that no one knows from the deepest part.

If it is not Jiang Mu, he is not qualified to say that it is impossible, which means that they can have a lover relationship...

It's Jiang Mu's words...

This is an endless loop that he cannot break.

Wu Xingyan, this person, has been ups and downs in the entertainment industry, and finally polished a heavy shackle, walking step by step, as if he wanted to put it on him.

"I……"

Fang Ningjie's words flowed up and down in his throat, but he couldn't spit them out happily.

Why do you have to force me to say it?Why do you have to push me to this point to be happy?Am I your enemy?

He thought vaguely.

Wu Xingyan moved down one hand, supported Fang Ningjie's chin, and gently pushed up, covering his lips.

Fang Ningjie's tears also fell in an instant, and his nerves finally broke down after many days of tension, which gave Wu Xingyan an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Wu Xingyan used his slightly rough fingertips to gently scratch the corners of his eyes, tear grooves, and cheekbones to wipe away the tear stains. At the same time, he gently rubbed Fang Ningjie's lips to let him relax, and finally opened his mouth unconsciously. The door closed, and he happily stuck his slippery tongue in, licking his teeth.

Fang Ningjie closed his eyes, couldn't help but touched Wu Xingyan's waist with his hands, and then leaned against him, pressing all the weight of his body.

This posture seems to be too tired and wants to find someone to rely on.

Wu Xingyan did not adopt an aggressive posture like before, but only lingered near the door of that lip, not daring to overstep.

His calculations were extremely loud.

Fang Ningjie felt something was wrong when he kissed her, why did he keep licking that piece?Even if it's ice cream, you have to eat it in another place?

He opened his eyes in dissatisfaction, and seeing the face so close at hand, the adrenal hormones were so frightened that the secretion of adrenaline became even stronger, and the alarm bells rang in his mind.

Wu Xingyan kept his eyes half open all the time, and when he saw his frightened eyes, he retreated wisely.

"You, you! Cough cough."

Fang Ningjie found himself nestled in his arms, and quickly let go, with a panicked expression on his face.

Wu Xingyan was once familiar with the second time, and thoughtfully answered the next sentence: "I know this is an accident, you can treat me as a lip masseur."

Fang Ningjie turned his head, a little embarrassed, and looked at him amusedly.

"I'm hungry." Knowing that he was soft-hearted, Wu Xingyan put his arm around his shoulder and leaned over, his voice soft and nasal.

"I'm hungry too..."

With such a big person leaning on him, coupled with that flattering voice, Fang Ningjie felt a little uncomfortable, as if he was coaxing an older child.

Taking advantage of his distraction, Wu Xingyan leaned even tighter, and abducted him away with force, "I'll take you to eat something good."

"What good thing? Hey?! No! What are you doing! Wu Xingyan, where are you taking me?! Let me go!"

"Take you to eat something good."

Wu Xingyan put both hands on his shoulders, hugged him tightly, then turned his head and kissed his earlobe.

Half a second later, he looked up at Ning Jie and said with a smile, "This is ear massage."