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

"Xiao Miao? Xin Miao?!" Zhao Xuan shouted his name into the phone, but he could only hear the beep after hanging up, and when he called again, he was reminded that the phone had been turned off.

Zhao Xuan's face was gloomy, and he ran out in a hurry without even bothering to pick up the suit he just bought.

"Shi Yi," Zhao Xuan got into the car, tried to keep calm and made a call, "Where are you now?"

"Me? I'm at the bar, where else can I be?" Shi Yi said casually, pressing the calculator with his left hand, and writing down a series of numbers in the notebook with his right hand.

"Xin Miao seems to have been taken away." Zhao Xuan rubbed his brows, his tone full of worry.

Shi Yi stopped his hands, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes, "What did you say? You were taken away?"

"Yes, the two of us were going to have dinner. I called him just now, and he suddenly said in the middle of the sentence, who are you? Then I couldn't get through his phone." Zhao Xuan exhaled forcefully, annoyed Say, "Damn! I should have picked him up at his house! I shouldn't have been late!"

"Don't worry." Shi Yi subconsciously held the pen and tapped the paper twice, and said, "Go to the place you agreed to see if there are any clues, and I'll go to his house to check and stabilize his Family, don't make the old man anxious."

"Well, please."

Zhao Xuan responded, and after hanging up the phone, he realized that there were already 'pearls everywhere' on his forehead.

"Boom!" He slammed his fist on the steering wheel.

Damn it!Who is going to take Xin Miao away?If I find out, I will screw your head off!

"Who called?"

Shi Yi looked up at the person who was reading a book on the sofa, and said, "Zhao Xuan."

"Oh." The man on the sofa turned over, folded one arm and put it under his head as a pillow.

Shi Yi stood up slowly, walked in front of him, stretched out his hand and took away the book in his hand, staring at him, "It couldn't be you, could it?"

"You don't believe me?" The man's tone was flat, as if he was asking such a common question.

"I believe in you, but I still want to remind you that although Xin Miao is not a son of a wealthy family, her backer is no younger than you. You better not have done such a thing, or I won't be able to save you."

The man laughed, "Is there any benefit for me to do such a thing? Can it make me feel better or make Wu Xingyan like me more?"

He sat up, tapped Shi Yi's chest with his round fingertips, and said softly, "I'm not that stupid, and I'm not that bad."

When Fu Zhan said this, Shi Yi felt embarrassed, "That's not what I meant."

"No matter what you mean," Fu Zhan crossed his feet, looking quite idle, "I didn't do it, and I will never admit it."

Shi Yi stood up embarrassingly, "Understood, then I'll go out first."

"Wait!" Fu Zhan suddenly stopped him.

"En?" Shi Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Fu Zhan said: "Things are not as simple as you think. If Xin Miao can be rescued, you can save them; if you can't, then don't get involved in their affairs."

"They?" Shi Yi keenly caught this sentence and asked, "Who are they? Do you know anything?"

"Wu Xingyan. Don't get involved in Wu Xingyan's matter anymore, I just guessed." He waved his hand impatiently, "Don't ask, let's go."

Shi Yi and Fu Zhan have known each other since junior high school, and Shi Yi is still very confident if he wants to choose Fu Zhan's best friend.So when Fu Zhan said at this stall not to get involved in Wu Xingyan's matter, it meant that it was dangerous; when he said not to ask, it meant that he really couldn't speak, not that he didn't want to.

Shi Yi looked at him for a long time before saying: "Fu Zhan, you should be careful yourself, don't keep running to Wu Xingyan."

Fu Zhan's body froze for a moment, and then he pretended to be relaxed and said: "I'm fine, you can go."

Shi Yi clenched his fists tightly, then he let out a breath, let go and turned to leave.

"Wait!" Fang Ningjie's voice was dazed and flustered, "What did you say?"

Wu Xingyan stood by the sink washing the dishes, without raising his eyelids, his tone was helpless and doting, "I've said it three times, if you pretend you can't hear me, you'll be angry."

"But, but, I am already like this," Fang Ningjie was at a loss, his eyes were wet, and he kept touching his arm, "Will they recognize me?"

"It's not very likely." Wu Xingyan washed the foam off his hands, wiped it clean, turned around and patted him on the shoulder, "Even a normal person wouldn't be able to recognize him in such a short period of time."

Fang Ningjie stood where he was, his eyes were red.

"It's a good thing if you don't recognize it." Wu Xingyan felt very distressed when he saw it. "Your parents are not in good health and cannot be too stimulated. If you tell them now, it will only make them worry. Why don't you slow down after everything settles?" Take it easy to explain to them."

Fang Ningjie didn't speak, but it seemed that his emotions had calmed down.

Wu Xingyan leaned forward for a hug, then let go of his hand, with an encouraging tone in his tone, "Okay, go to bed early, we will leave at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, so don't sleep in late."

Fang Ningjie nodded absently, "I won't be late for this kind of thing."

After a while, he remembered something again, and asked, "By the way, I think I might lose sleep tonight. Did you spray something when you went to my dormitory last time?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Wu Xingyan's heart skipped a beat, and he became inexplicably nervous.

Fang Ningjie smiled heartlessly at him, "Didn't you hug the quilt? It's all stuck on the quilt, do you have any more? I'll take it and spray some on the quilt, and I feel like I can still sleep Effective."

"..." Wu Xingyan smiled helplessly, "It's not something expensive, if you like it, I'll give it to you."

He thought to himself, it seems that Armani should be blacklisted, the effect of aphrodisiac is not good, but the effect of hypnosis is good.

Fang Ningjie didn't know anything about his little thoughts, and happily returned to his room with a few bottles of perfume.

At night, Fang Ningjie rolled himself up into a silkworm baby with a quilt, wriggling from time to time.

"Ah!" He scratched his hair irritably, and was about to collapse, "Damn! Why can't I fall asleep after spraying so much?! Spicy chicken perfume! Give me back sleep!"

At the Armani headquarters, the head of the design department who was working overtime sneezed, sniffed, and continued his work.

At the same time, Wu Xingyan next door also sneezed. He pinched his nose and said to the other end of the phone: "It's okay, you can continue talking."

"I see. Zhao Xuan, did you find anything when you arrived at the agreed place?"

"A broken bluetooth headset, an abandoned car, by the way, the wallet is not lost, right?...So, those people are not doing it for money." Wu Xingyan thought about it for a while, and there was a result, "Don't worry, Xin Miao should be fine, it's true. Don't worry, he will be back soon."

Wu Xingyan hung up the phone, turned off the night light, got into the bed and muttered, "It's still burning my eyes in the middle of the night..."

The night is still long.

"It's all my fault," Wu Xingyan touched his face and said flatteringly, "I shouldn't have given you that perfume, you can scold me."

Fang Ningjie had two cyan dark circles under his eyes, and he really looked like he was unlovable.

"How about we go in the afternoon? You sleep in the car for a while?" Wu Xingyan suggested.

Fang Ningjie waved his hand weakly, "Farewell, you still have a scene to shoot in the afternoon, and I sent the manuscript to Guan Mingli in the morning."

"Passed?" Wu Xingyan asked casually, seeing that he didn't refute, he knew the answer, "It's because you didn't sleep all night to catch up with this."

"You're welcome, just beat him up for me then."

"kindness?"

Fang Ningjie said expressionlessly: "He actually laughed at me for being ugly today! Am I ugly? Ah? Didn't I just stay up all night? Ah? What do you think?"

Wu Xingyan immediately looked into his eyes with an affectionate look, "Not ugly, not ugly at all."

"..." Fang Ningjie slapped himself on the face, and said in despair, "If you believe in an actor, you will be a ghost."

Wu Xingyan smiled slightly when he heard the words, and put his arms around his shoulders, "It's not very ugly, but I don't dislike it."

Fang Ningjie only felt that ten thousand arrows pierced his heart, and said weakly: "You really don't need to say the previous sentence."

"It's too late." Wu Xingyan raised his hand to show him the gift box he was carrying, "It's too late."

"Who is cheating on you?" Fang Ningjie muttered, but his heart began to panic.

Damn, at the critical moment, I am even more timid near the nostalgia.

Wu Xingyan drove the car into Fang Ningjie's familiar neighborhood, put it in gear and turned off the engine, Fang Ningjie got out of the car consciously, and stood beside him to help him get the gift box, looking very obedient.

The good Wu Xingyan was about to lose control.

"Let's go." Wu Xingyan coughed lightly, suppressing some beautiful thoughts, "Don't keep your parents waiting."

Fang Ningjie was very curious about one thing after Wu Xingyan helped him organize the funeral: How did his parents agree, or trust Wu Xingyan so much?

Before he could ask this question, Wu Xingyan had already walked to the door of his house and rang the doorbell.

"Come, come, come." A woman in her 60s and [-]s hurriedly opened the door, and when she saw Wu Xingyan, she showed a surprised smile, "Xiaoyan is here, hurry up, uncle has been waiting for you for a long time."

Fang Ningjie habitually wanted to step forward and hug his mother for a moment, but Wu Xingyan grabbed him quickly and said to Jiang's mother naturally: "Auntie, this is my good friend, Fang Ning Jie."

Jiang's mother was stunned for a moment, and then she came to her senses and warmly stepped forward to grab Fang Ningjie's hand, "Aren't you Xiao Mu's classmate? When you come to my place today, you are my family. Don't be polite!"

Fang Ningjie's lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't say a word for a while.

Wu Xingyan rescued him in time, jokingly said, "Ning Jie is timid, don't scare him, he won't let him in and still says he treats us like family."

"Ouch!" Jiang's mother slapped her forehead, turned her body sideways, let them in, and said apologetically, "This man is getting older, but he is getting more and more dull, I'm sorry, hurry up, come in quickly , your uncle knew you were coming, and made a big table of dishes!"

"Then Ningjie is lucky. I didn't eat it in the morning on purpose, so I saved my stomach for uncle's food."

Wu Xingyan handed the gift box to Jiang's mother, and after taking the door away, he stood beside Fang Ningjie again, putting his hands on his shoulders to prevent him from losing control of his emotions.

"Oh, I bring gifts every time, it's too outlandish," Jiang's mother pointed at him with her fingers out of the sky, and said angrily, "Next time I do this again, I'll throw you out."

"Okay, okay, auntie is so good-looking, she can't get by without something, and I will definitely not do this next time." Wu Xingyan's mouth seemed to be smeared with honey, coaxing Mama Jiang to go around, and she couldn't find her.

Father Jiang poked his head out at the right time, sweating profusely, but with a smile on his face: "Come and eat!"

Fang Ningjie was full of emotion in his heart, thinking of his mother's sobbing voice on the phone and her smile now, it seemed that he had walked out of the shadow of his car accident.

It happened that Jiang Ma was serving food in the kitchen, so Fang Ningjie carefully tugged on Wu Xingyan's sleeve.

Before he could say a word, Wu Xingyan had already guessed what he meant, "Don't worry, your parents are already much better, and the psychiatrist also said that they will recover soon."