After rebirth, I want to divorce every day

Wen Quchen saw that Jiang Ke didn't let go of his plan, and couldn't break free, so he could only use some unscrupulous means.

He reached out to pinch Jiang Ke's waist.

He remembered that Jiang Ke's waist was very sensitive, which would definitely make him let go.

But he forgot that his own waist is more sensitive.

Jiang Ke's hand around his waist was dishonest. Before he could pinch his waist, Jiang Ke's hand moved slightly, his waist softened, and he withdrew back, and Jiang Ke pushed him against the sink.

The breaths of the two were so close that it was hard to tell who had the sudden temperature rise.

"Chenchen, don't get so close to others, huh?"

Jiang Ke approached, and rubbed Wen Quchen affectionately with the tip of his nose, "Give me a year, don't look at others, look at me."

There was no one in the bathroom, and this kind of public and empty environment made Wen Quchen feel a little ashamed and annoyed, as if they were doing something shameful.

However, it does seem to be a bit unsightly.

"I know, I know, let me go." Wen Quchen used an impatient tone to cover up what was wrong in his heart, "Also, is Jiang's really bankrupt? Can you stop staying here all day? Can you go back to your company quickly?"

Jiang Ke chuckled and let go, "Okay, as long as you give me time, I'll go back."

Wen Quchen adjusted the crumpled clothes on his body, and muttered: "Go away, scumbag."

After making such a fuss for a while, Wen Quchen almost forgot what he was doing in the toilet. He gave Jiang Ke a hard look, turned around and entered the cubicle.

Jiang Ke seemed to have found pleasure in following him closely, and waited until he came out of the toilet before leaving with him.

When going down the steps, Wen Quchen accidentally stepped on the ground, Jiang Ke stretched his arms around his waist and dragged him back, and said with a smile, "Be careful."

Wen Quchen took his hand away awkwardly, cursing inwardly: Bastard, can't you grab your arm!

They returned to the shooting scene one by one awkwardly and happily, and no one noticed a figure flashing past in the woods next to the toilet.

Jiang Ke kept his word, and returned to the company after receiving Wen Quchen's words, and the rest of the crew breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course, another more important reason is that the filming of this drama is almost finished.

After four months, "Share Killing" finally ushered in the last scene.

He Shi and Zha Jing reunited on the battlefield, fighting on behalf of the two countries. All the joy, pain, torture, and fighting that they had experienced finally came to an end in this war.

Crane Shi beheaded Zha Jing and merged the two countries. The young man who was carefree in his youth lost his family, friends, lover, and himself. He was forced to move forward all his life and ascended to the lonely throne.

After this scene, Wen Quchen felt that he was really exhausted physically and mentally, so tired that he didn't even want to talk.

After Director Qiao announced that it was finished, the atmosphere of the whole crew suddenly became much happier.

Xi Yan "died" earlier than Wen Quchen, and he had already changed his clothes at this time, sitting next to the box where the props were placed, thinking about the sword that stabbed him to death, "Mr. Wen, I just told the props The teacher asked for instructions, and he said that I can take this sword back as a souvenir."

Wen Quchen was uncomfortable being wrapped in the heavy and thick enthroned dragon robe on his body, so he simply stopped standing, sat down with Xi Yan, and asked with a smile: "Then shouldn't you take your sword? What am I doing?"

Xi Yan seemed to be waiting for him to ask this question, took a breath exaggeratedly, and pretended to say: "This is the first time I 'die', I must take back the murder weapon that killed me, and use it as my An incentive for revenge."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword in his hand slipped and was snatched away.

Wen Quchen threw his sword upwards and smiled at him, "I'll keep that as a souvenir for myself. I'm afraid that one day you'll make a comeback and overthrow the emperor I've finally become."

In the end, no one took the sword away. The prop teacher was watched by the two handsome men. He withstood the beauty crit, took the sword back, and said that if he had a chance to cooperate next time, he would give the sword to them.

According to the usual practice, the crew will have a wrap-up banquet after wrapping up. Unfortunately, several important actors in the crew have schedules and left on the day of wrapping up. Instead, the two main characters, Wen Quchen and Xi Yan, are wandering around the ancient city with nothing to do. It took a long time to leave.

Xi Yan can be regarded as taking a break from a busy schedule, but Wen Quchen is really taking a break.

Now that he is at Zero Degree Entertainment, he is basically working for himself. Although no one dared to embarrass him in Chenyue Culture before, he is working for others anyway, and he still has the consciousness of being a worker.

Now that he is his own boss, Boss Wen decisively chooses to give himself a vacation.

The weather was getting colder, and the temperature in Lingjiang City was extremely low. Wen Quchen was afraid of the cold, so he had already put on a down jacket in early October.

The long black down jacket wrapped him tightly, and the black mask covered most of his face, leaving only a pair of bright and gentle eyes exposed.

He walked slowly towards the apartment with a bag of vegetables in his hand.

Suddenly a car stopped beside him, and it was a familiar car.

The car window rolled down, and sure enough, it was Jiang Ke's face.

"Why are you here alone?"

Wen Quchen couldn't help but rolled his eyes and choked on him: "Can't be here alone?"

"That was not what I meant."

Jiang Ke got out of the car and came around, took the things in his hand very naturally, "I'll take you back, okay? By the way."

Wen Quchen's exposed eyes were tinged with doubt, "I'm going to the apartment, you can drop by?"

"Yeah, I live across from you now," Jiang Ke opened the co-pilot's door, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation. The gentleman seemed to be holding something other than a bag of vegetables, "So Mr. Wen, do you want to get in the car?"

The person in front of him smiled and looked at him, with a gentleness that could almost withstand the cool wind blowing past him, Wen Quchen's hand tucked into his sleeve moved slightly, and put it in the pocket of the down jacket as if looking for a sense of security.

It's just that the owner of the hand is still arrogant, not revealing the strangeness in his heart, "Go, of course, why not."

Jiang Ke lowered his head and smiled, and made a "please" gesture again, waiting for the little prince in front of him to get into the car.

But after getting into the car, Wen Quchen began to regret it.

Pillows, blankets, snacks, slippers, all of which were so familiar that it gave people a headache. He looked straight ahead, not daring to glance at them, for fear of seeing something that would bring back memories.

The heater in the car was fully turned on, and the coolness outside slowly dissipated. Wen Quchen felt a lot more comfortable all over his body, and quietly stretched out his hand that had been hidden in his sleeve, matching the black down jacket, white dazzling.

Jiang Ke looked over from the corner of his eye, and suddenly felt a little itchy throat.

He coughed lightly twice, trying to divert his attention, "Why did you go out without being accompanied? What if someone recognizes you?"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that the words were a bit critical, so he hurriedly added in a soft voice: "I'm afraid that you will be recognized by fans, and you will get hurt if no one protects you. It's not that it's not good for you to go out alone."

Wen Quchen gave him a strange look, "I just went to the supermarket in the neighborhood to buy some vegetables, and even if the people in the neighborhood recognized me, no one blocked me."

Well, the topic was wrong, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Jiang Ke fell silent, stopped trying to find topics, and began to concentrate on driving.

Wen Quchen gave him a strange look again, thinking that this man was sick.

Soon after reaching the parking lot, Wen Quchen got out of the car first, and walked towards the elevator without looking back.

Jiang Ke was delayed in getting things, and when he caught up, he only saw a closed elevator door.

He lifted the dish in his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly.

Then he thought of something, smiled wickedly, and pressed down the elevator unhurriedly.

On the other side, Wen Quchen returned to the apartment, took off his down jacket and hung it on the hanger, wondering if he forgot something?

After drinking a glass of water, when the water was gurgling in his empty stomach, he finally remembered, his food!

At six o'clock in the evening, Young Master Wen reluctantly stood at the door opposite, with deep resentment.

I was so angry that I didn't want to ring the doorbell, I just wanted to smash the door.

It's just that the owner of the house didn't give him a lot of room to play. He just knocked and the door opened, as if everyone was waiting for him.

"Bastard, give me back my takeaway!"

Wen Quchen cursed angrily at the person who opened the door, his porcelain white face turning pink with anger.

Yes, after he found out that the vegetables he bought had been left in Jiang Ke's car, he gave up the idea of ​​trying to cook, and ordered takeaway as good as he could. After all, it was a holiday and he could be presumptuous.

But after waiting and waiting, watching and watching, the takeaway seemed to be sent to an alien planet, and there was no news.

It was the first time in his life that he was so angry with the takeaway that he called and complained. The deliveryman said suspiciously that he had delivered the takeaway 10 minutes ago. He clearly remembered that the person who picked up the takeaway was a good-looking man, no will be wrong.

Wen Quchen was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized what was going on.

Jiang Ke!

So he rushed to the opposite side, intending to get his food and takeaway back.

Jiang Ke can't be cheap!

Jiang Ke, who was scolded, lowered his eyes "aggrieved", like a poor little boy, "But I already ate your takeaway."

Wen Quchen's eyes started to fire, listen, is this a human language?

"However," seeing him like this, Jiang Ke fully opened the door and turned his body sideways, "I just cooked the dishes just now, do you want to taste my cooking?"

There was an untimely "grunt" sound in the air, and someone swallowed silently in embarrassment.

Jiang Ke's craftsmanship is especially in line with his taste buds.

To go or not to go, that is the question.

Master Wen thought carefully for three seconds, and entered Jiang Ke's house decisively.

Wen Quchen has been to Jiang's old house, and Jiang Ke's room is cold like a model room, showing Jiang Ke's cold and heartless character everywhere.

But this apartment doesn't look like that at all.

Warm, romantic, and soft, it doesn't fit Jiang Ke's style, but it perfectly fits his preferences.

Jiang Ke stood by the dining table and pulled out the chair, looked at him quietly, chuckled, as if waiting for the other owner of the house to come home.

[The author has something to say: ah ah ah I announce that I am now a sweet article author!

I saw someone write about Lily today, and I really wanted to, but my hand speed and my laziness did not allow me to do such a thing.

Mr. Jiang: Today's abduction of Chenchen has been achieved. 】