I'm the ugliest kid on the internet

The door was almost knocked open.

When Chen Xiaohua raised her head after hearing the sound of the door, she could no longer see anyone. A black shadow slid across and was pressed against the wall.

It is a fire that has just been stirred up, and it cannot be extinguished even if it is extinguished.

Chen Xingge didn't even know how he got back, his remaining rationality prevented him from doing anything unharmonious outside.

But coming back is different.

Both of them were breathing heavily, Chen Xingge trembled subconsciously when Ye Yan's hand went in from the hem of his clothes.

Just came back from the outside, my hands are cold.

Chen Xingge leaned back against the wall, and Ye Yan's hand was forced between them.

When leaving his lips, the tip of his tongue touched Chen Xingge's upper lip, "What's wrong?"

Chen Xingge also put his hand into Ye Yan's clothes, "I'll keep you warm."

In addition to the hands, there is also the surrounding air that heats up.

"Does it compare?"

Before Chen Xingge could speak, he heard Ye Yan speak again.

"I don't want to compare hands, compare something else."

Before Chen Xingge could react, Ye Yan's hand had already returned to the front.

Today Chen Xingge is wearing jeans with a low waist.

Ye Yan's hand descended inch by inch from his waist, brushing over the protruding bones in his crotch.

The buttons were undone.

When pulling the zipper, Chen Xingge's hand tugged.

Ye Yan: "?"

"The window... is open."

The sound of water in the bathroom sounded in the next second, the door was slammed shut, and all the clothes of the two of them were thrown at the door.

At the moment of touching, all the sensations were maximized, Chen Xingge felt that the water was hot when it hit the skin of the two of them.

Chen Xingge raised his head impatiently.

The beautiful curve of the neck.

Ye Yan lowered his head.

A fine pain came from the back of the neck, Chen Xingge couldn't hold it back, and let out a moan from his mouth.

"I want to mark." Ye Yan's voice flowed along the water.

The bathroom was not big, Chen Xingge could hardly hold on, he could only hold onto Ye Yan tightly, with one arm blocking his eyes.

Chen Xingge's whole body was soft as hell, but his mouth was firm, "I don't have...tools, I'm afraid it will hurt you."

Ye Yan bit his earlobe, "Then let me come?"

Chen Xingge was about to ask if this is different, but Ye Yan said again, "Legs, okay?"

Chen Xingge: "..."

"Brother." Ye Yan panted.

Chen Xingge: "..."

Hold.

Before Chen Xingge could finish cursing in his heart, his consciousness was already taken away by Ye Yan.

I'll let you go first this time.

……

After taking a bath for almost an hour, the water heater finally ran out of hot water, and it still felt hot when it was sprayed on his body. Chen Xingge couldn't stand it, and his tone was crying, "Are you fucking finished?"

When he came out, Chen Xingge almost lost his footing, but ended up standing at the door of the bathroom and stopped going out.

Ye Yan thought he couldn't walk, "Does it hurt?"

"...No." Chen Xingge clicked his tongue, "Brother Xing, you are physically strong and powerful."

Ye Yan said, "Who was begging for mercy just now?"

Chen Xingge became anxious, "Who the hell begged for mercy!"

"I just wanted to say that I forgot my pajamas and came in."

Chen Xingge tried to pin his hopes on Chen Xiaohua, "Beautiful Comrade Xiaohua, can you get up and help me get that pajamas from the balcony?"

Ye Yan: "..."

Finally, Ye Yan picked up a pair of trousers on the ground and put them on, went to the balcony and brought in the pajamas of the two of them.

"Go ahead and do it again." Chen Xingge took the pajamas and put them on, "The pants are all dirty."

Ye Yan took off his pants and stood under the shower, his well-proportioned figure appeared in Chen Xingge's sight.

For a moment, the tactile sensation just now seemed to be played in a loop in his mind.

Until Ye Yan's voice sounded: "Wash together again?"

"roll!"

It took a while after closing the bathroom door before Chen Xingge shook his head to get rid of those colored things in his mind.

He took a towel and put it on his hair, and lit a cigarette while walking to the window.

The legs are still a little hot, and as soon as I step my legs, I can feel the discomfort when the skin rubs against the fabric of the pajamas.

Chen Xingge smoked this cigarette absent-mindedly.

Downstairs is directly facing the entrance of the community, Ye Yan's motorcycle parked there, for some reason, it drew a barrier with the car next to it, and it looked very difficult to mess with.

Ye Yan's motorcycle is very domineering, and the modified configuration shows that I am rich. It is simply out of place in Sunrise Alley.

Just as he was thinking, a black figure suddenly appeared in the nearby woods, Chen Xingge was stunned for a moment, and then stared there closely.

When Ye Yan came out, he subconsciously wanted to find Chen Xingge, and looked at the man who opened the window without fear of the cold, almost poking his head out.

He walked over to see what kind of illness this person had, but was interrupted by Chen Xingge's "shh" just as he touched the window.

Following his gaze, he found the person downstairs.

There are no rich people in Sunrise Hutong, and the law and order is not very good. It is not a strict community, and there are occasionally a few people who steal things and rob.

Ye Yan's motorcycle is too ostentatious, and someone will miss it after a day.

As soon as the people below moved, Chen Xingge yelled upstairs: "What the hell are you doing at Lao Tzu's motorcycle place!"

The people below were obviously frightened, so they looked upstairs in embarrassment.

Ye Yan was also quite frightened by Chen Xingge's shout.

"You dare to touch your grandpa's motorcycle! Don't come here to find out who your Brother Xing is! How dare you fucking steal my things?!"

These sounds were very clear in the silent building, and after a while, someone should have heard them, and ran out of the building cursing, cursing as they ran: "Who!! Where is the thief! I can't fucking catch you and stay awake! Fuck it and stole the quilt that Lao Tzu was hanging out!"

The thief ran fast. When Brother Qiang arrived at the door, he was already running out of the alley. Brother Qiang was still holding a stick in his hand. He couldn't find it after searching for a long time. He looked up at the window on Chen Xingge's floor, "Brother Xing! Then What about stupid things?"

Chen Xingge yelled downwards: "Run away! He ran to the right!"

A few more people came out of the building one after another, all holding things in their hands. They should all have been passed by the thief, and a group of people ran towards the door in a mighty manner.

Brother Qiang just wanted to shout at Chen Xingge again, but found two heads on the window, so he subconsciously thought it was Shen Qi, "Shen Qi is also at your house? What are you playing so you don't sleep at night? Landlord calling me!" "

Chen Xingge: "..." I fucking thank you.

Chen Xingge only turned around after the people below had dispersed.

Ye Yan: "Shen Qi?"

Chen Xingge coughed twice, "I can explain."

There's really nothing to explain.

Ye Yan looked down at the downstairs, and suddenly remembered the drag racing tonight, "Have you ever ridden a motorcycle?"

Chen Xingge said, "It's all in the past."

prior to.

Ye Yan snatched Chen Xingge's cigarette and took a puff, "You were wild before, brother Xing."

Chen Xingge turned to look at Ye Yan, and smiled, "Boyfriend, are you jealous?"

Ye Yan didn't speak.

Chen Xingge took another cigarette from the case, put it on Ye Yan's cigarette butt and lit it, took two puffs before speaking.

"I also had a motorcycle like yours before, although it's not as good as yours." Chen Xingge frowned as if recalling, "But it's about the same."

"But I don't like this thing. I play it because my parents don't like it." Chen Xingge said.

This is all before, Chen Xingge said in his heart.

Chen Xingge took a long puff of cigarette towards the window, "Do you know Wen Kongyu?"

Ye Yan nodded, "Well, actress, I said hello at a charity party before."

"She's my mother."

Ye Yan froze for a moment.

This name has not appeared in Chen Xingge's consciousness for a long time, and it feels uncomfortable to mention it once.

"Let's get to know each other again." Chen Xingge rested his head on his hands and leaned against the wall, "Honey, standing in front of you is Chen Xingge, the legal son of the popular actress and the legal heir of Xiaoshan Enterprise, Thank you, you can also call me Young Master Chen."

Ye Yan seldom asks about the entertainment circle, but it's not like he has never heard of it, especially for someone like Wen Kongyu who is a queen of actresses.

Wen Kongyu, at a young age, easily won the title of actress with a film, and later revealed that she married Chen Xiaofeng, the president of Xiaoshan Enterprise, in a low-key career. She has always been a representative of model couples in the circle.

It's just that he didn't expect Chen Xingge to be Wen Kongyu's son.

"How is it? Are you scared by your brother Xing's life experience?" Chen Xingge smiled.

Ye Yan didn't speak, but felt that Chen Xingge's smile was not that happy.

"Yeah." Ye Yan responded cooperatively, "Brother Xing is awesome."

"Have you heard the news?" Chen Xingge said, "I don't know about the sweet life of the actress and the CEO, but it's just like that anyway."

"Do you think they are very affectionate?" Chen Xingge paused and said, "Will it be harmful if I say it so directly?"

Ye Yan smiled, "Then you remember to bribe me not to say anything."

Chen Xingge leaned over and kissed Ye Yan, "If you dare to speak out, I will kill you."

"I'm so scared."

"The two of them..." Chen Xingge still couldn't speak, "Do you know about commercial marriage?"

Ye Yan was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"They... are." Chen Xingge said with difficulty, "The first time I knew it was from my mother."

"She told me personally." Chen Xingge said, "At my birthday party."

"She said she didn't love my dad, neither did my dad, but they had to get married."

At that time, he didn't understand how it was possible to maintain it for so many years without love.

Until he saw a certain female star in his father's arms, the movement of embracing her was too skillful.

When those scenes resurfaced again, Chen Xingge only felt his stomach churning.

"They all have their own lovers." Chen Xingge said calmly, "Lover, or even something else."

As Chen Xingge said, he took out his mobile phone, clicked on the private message on Weibo again, and put him in Ye Yan's hand.

Ye Yan looked down at the invitation message.

"I think it's ironic." Chen Xingge said, "But when I see these, I still think of them. Do you think... I'm hypocritical?"

Ye Yan put the phone back, the cigarette butt was burned to the end, Ye Yan pressed it out before saying: "But you like to perform."

Chen Xingge's heart tightened.

It's been a long time since anyone said this to me.

It was the first time that my mother took me to the set, and the confidentiality work was done very well, and I was watching my mother acting from the sidelines, which made him obsessed.

"Xing Xing likes acting?"

"I like it! I like it so much!"

Later, the same mother said to herself, this circle is like this, don't mess around.

From longing to fear, it's all because of this person.

Chen Xingge looked at Ye Yan: "How do you know I like it?"

"Look at your eyes." Ye Yan said, "You can tell whether you really like it or it's just for work."

Whether it's those earthy videos or the old scripts, Chen Xingge has never changed.

As long as this person shouts action, it will become different.

Ye Yan looked at Chen Xingge and wanted to say a lot.

"Brother Xing." He finally called out.

"Huh?" Chen Xingge turned around.

I heard Ye Yan say.

"You're not like them."