My brother is acting every day

Since the beginning, Xie Ru'an has been nominated for best actor countless times. Although he has not really won the trophy and honor of best actor, most of them are because he is too young and not in compliance with the rules. In terms of acting skills, everyone has to recognize him Already a well-deserved actor.

Because of Xie Duorui's overprotection, everyone in the circle knows that R.J's boss Xie Duorui is his solid backer, so Xie Ru'an's image in the outside world has always been that of a wealthy and noble son with very talented acting skills. Such a person , From birth to later, I have never experienced a single thing that needs my own concern, coupled with Xie Duorui's wholehearted love, how can there be any scruples and calculations?

No matter how Wei Feng investigates their affairs, he will only superficially show his feelings, otherwise he would not be so confident in saying that he is more suitable for Xie Duorui, which is ridiculous.

"It's done?" Xie Duorui threw away Hou Weifeng's breakfast, spread his hands to Xie Ru'an, and motioned him to come over to his arms, "Does he have any doubts?"

Xie Ru'an went over to rub against his arms, then took out the medical sterilization packaging bag that Xie Duorui had prepared a long time ago from the cabinet, put the two hairs that had been tightly held in the palm of his hand into it, and sealed it carefully Putting it aside, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"He thought I was going to be frightened by his two words of provocation. When I was about to beat him up, he was just a little sideways. I was worried that I couldn't find a chance to strike, but he just gave me a chance." Xie Ru'an sneered and said: "When I wiped his head with my hand, I took the sheep by the hand, and he didn't care about the pain. He didn't take me to heart at all, and he wouldn't guard against me."

I knew that if I told him about the matter, he couldn't help thinking about it, Xie Duorui sighed, pulled him over to kiss him, rubbed his head, and said softly: "In the future, I will let him You know, no one in my family can underestimate you."

Xie Ru'an snorted coldly, hugged Xie Duorui, kissed him fiercely on the lips, and said in a deep voice: "No need, I will let him know what it is to touch my lover again and again as a result of."

This little brat, he already knows that Protector loves him... Xie Duorui looked at his firm look, and he wanted to laugh in his heart, but he felt sour for no reason. In the end, he just kissed him between the eyebrows, and said, "Hey, go get the things now." Leave it to Dean Zhou, he is an old friend of Grandpa, no problem, no one else can touch him, the next thing we have to do is to wait for news."

Xie Ru'an nodded. He was afraid that things would change if he was late, so he picked up the medical sterilization packaging bag and walked out. When he got to the door, he felt a little uncomfortable, so he came back and hugged Xie Duorui and kissed him again, as if It was like engraving a mark on him, and then he left with peace of mind.

Xie Duorui didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and touched his lips, which still clearly retained the wonderful touch of Xie Ruan's lips. Even under such circumstances, his little lover could still surprise him every moment.

He used to worry about Xie Ru'an all the time, because although he knew in his heart that his baby actually had a heart under the obedient appearance, and he was capable of pretending to be stupid and calculating, but he loved Xie Ru'an so much that he wanted to see him in 360 degrees all the time. Protected, so despite all this, he was still a child in himself.

But Xie Ru'an will not be a child at ease, he will also worry about himself, wants to protect himself, and compares his heart with his heart. Xie Duorui put himself in the shoes of others and thought about it. Get angry with him.

So last night he told Xie Ru'an the ins and outs of the whole matter in detail, including his doubts about Hou Wei Feng's identity, and then made a plan with Xie Ru'an for today, comforting Hou Wei Feng while being able to get Waiting for Wei Feng's stuff to do a DNA test.

He didn't know Hou Wei Feng, but he knew Cheng Jiashu, let alone Xie Ru'an who had "missed" him for countless years.

Xie Duorui recalled what Jian Zhiheng said before, and couldn't help but sneer.

Two hours after Jian You hung up the phone last night, he flew directly to Cheng Jiashu's nursing home. Xie Duorui calculated the time. At this time, Jian You should have just got off the plane. He has to tell Jian You about the matter here It will be fine, so he called Jian You, and the answer was answered quickly.

Jian You and Jian Zhiheng just got off the plane and joined the people over there, and they are now heading towards the nursing home. When Xie Duorui finished speaking, Jian You almost laughed out loud, and said, "Xiao An really...he really thinks Xiao An would be the kind of person who can't stand a little provocation? If the child hadn't been full of ideas, how could you have such a relationship today. "

"..." Xie Duorui thought of how Xie Ru'an usually looked at him with a smile, was speechless for a moment, and was really incapable of refuting, so he said sincerely: "Although what you said is true, I don't feel happy at all. , can you suffocate this kind of truth in your stomach?"

Jian You laughed, looked at Jian Zhiheng who was dozing off with his eyes closed, and said in a low voice: "I know what to do next, leave it to me, and guarantee that these two unpredictable identities, Cheng Jiashu and Hou Wei What happened to Feng in the past few years has been thoroughly investigated."

"Okay, before I get the negative in his hand, I will stabilize him first." Thinking of those photos, Xie Duorui rubbed his eyebrows and said, "You try to speed up as much as possible, according to his character... It is not allowed to really dare to show the photos in front of the media at any time."

Jian You rubbed Jian Zhiheng's ugly face with her fingertips distressedly, thinking of Xie Duorui's situation, she felt very empathetic, nodded and said: "I understand, don't worry."

This time when I came to country M, the people who informed me in advance were all my own people who could be assured. Jian You had nothing to shy away from in front of them, and carefully supported Jian Zhiheng to let him lie down and rest on his lap.

Because winter is coming, Jian Zhiheng had a fever a few days ago, and yesterday he was lying on the bed pretending to be weak, but when he heard Jian You call about this matter, he immediately packed his luggage and left with him, on the plane again After sitting for more than ten hours, the body temperature rose sharply after getting off the plane. Now it is difficult to find a doctor, so I had to take two antipyretics.

Jian You has always wanted to see Jian Zhiheng really show weakness, but now seeing Jian Zhiheng leaning on his lap with a pale face, even though Jian Zhiheng is... basically a person who can't be pitied, he still feels very sad. It hurts, I just want him to get better soon.

"Where are you going..." Jian Zhiheng's fever was uncomfortable, and he was drowsy and restless. He yawned and opened his eyes to look at Jian You. The meaning in Jian You's eyes was very obvious. "The legs are really hard, and other people's wives hug them like soft jade. Your whole body is so hard, what do I want you for?"

Jian You glanced at him and said calmly, "Only if you are hard enough can you be satisfied."

"That's right, that's what I like about you," Jian Zhiheng licked his tongue, and couldn't help smiling when his whole body was burning hot: "By the way, baby Jane, I heard that sex is very comfortable when you're sick, but I haven't had a chance to try it, so I brought a condom and lubricant, and I'll try it at night?"

Jian You: "..." It's all like this, but he can still think about this kind of thing, he really doesn't know what kind of expression to make.

Jian Zhiheng enjoyed Jian You's helpless expression very much, took his hand, kissed lightly on the back of his hand, and said with a light smile, "Don't worry, before night comes, I will definitely keep my fever from going down. Sweating all over the body catches a cold quickly."

"..." Jian You didn't know whether to laugh or cry, touched his chin, bent down and kissed him on the lips, and teased helplessly: "Second uncle, how old are you, can you calm down at this time? ? The body will be overwhelmed."

Jian Zhiheng was in good spirits, hugged his neck and kissed him, finally licked Jian You's lips, looked at him provocatively, and whispered against his wet lips: "Baby, compared to Next...Actually, I am more worried that your body will not be able to bear it."

"..." No man can bear these words, Jian You raised her eyebrows, and said: "Then I'll let you see tonight, who can't stand it."

Only then was Jian Zhiheng satisfied, and lay back on his lap, adjusted himself to a comfortable position, and suddenly thought of another thing, he glanced at Jian You with a smile, and said with a smile: "I have a cold, and if I didn't pay attention, I'll be with you You kissed, if you have a cold... just I can try it, in this case, what will the heat be like in that place. "

"If you get hot from a cold, you should feel good too."

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Jian You and Jian Zhiheng have been entangled for 20 years, and Jian Zhiheng has trained him to be extremely thick-skinned, but he still feels very uncomfortable discussing such private matters in front of outsiders, and he can't wait to sew his mouth shut , but looking at Jian Zhiheng's playful eyes with a smile, it was obviously a hateful thing, but he suddenly felt soft-hearted, and finally just sighed deeply.

It's over, it's over, I was infected by Xie Duorui.

"Okay, Baby Jane," Jian Zhiheng slowly restrained his expression, pulled Jian You's hand and kissed his palm, and said in a deep voice, "How is it, are you feeling better now?"

Jian You's heart moved, watching Jian Zhiheng's eyes gradually soften.

He was really in a bad mood these past few days. Thinking of Cheng Jiashu, he felt differently from Xie Duorui. On the one hand, he felt that it would be too much trouble to keep Cheng Jiashu, but on the other hand... he felt uncomfortable. It was especially uncomfortable after getting off the plane, because he knew very well what Xie Duorui would do after confirming the real identity of Cheng Jiashu in the nursing home.

Jian You thought that he was hiding it well, but Jian Zhiheng found out, and actually comforted him in such a way.

Although she was a little embarrassed, Jian You had to say that she really relaxed a lot.

"What is Cheng Jiashu? He's just a psychopath. I didn't like what happened to him back then, but it was hard to do anything at that time. He looked like a sick child. I'm afraid he would be finished if he did a little bit. I found the reason," Jian Zhiheng said, "Don't worry, I'm here."

Although he wouldn't really ask Jian Zhiheng to do anything, he still felt instantly relaxed when he heard Jian Zhiheng's words, and then he directly supported Jian Zhiheng's back and kissed her.

The air in the car gradually heated up, and the two of them were sticky and sticky.

The driver feels that he has become a qualified transparent person. It would be even better if one day he can also be transparent about his embarrassment.

Glancing secretly from the rearview mirror, the driver found that Jian Shao's hand had been inserted into his second uncle's clothes. He began to think that if something happened, should he continue to pretend to be a transparent person and take them to a nursing home, or Get out of the car wisely and leave, leaving the space for them.

Fortunately, God heard the driver's call, Jian You's cell phone rang suddenly, and the ambiguous atmosphere in the car disappeared instantly.

Jian You reluctantly let go of Jian Zhiheng and picked up the phone. Without saying a word, his face turned dark instantly. After hanging up the phone, he said to the driver: "Hurry up, I want to get to the nursing home as soon as possible!"

Jian Zhiheng frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jian You looked at him deeply, and said in a deep voice, "Cheng Jiashu is dead."