The actor wants to get a divorce

Feng Jin and Lin Yan hurried to the kindergarten.

The kindergarten teacher was very surprised when he saw the two of them: "Come to pick up Xiang Xi? Xiang Xi has already been picked up by his uncle."

Lin Yan's face turned black.

Feng Jin was taken aback.

Picked up?

"Who will take..."

Lin Yan directly grabbed Feng Jin's arm, annoyed: "Fu Ran, there is no one else but him."

Feng Jin was startled.

Lin Yan gritted his teeth: "That bastard, he's been playing tricks on the kid all day long. If I don't teach him a good lesson this time, my surname will not be Lin."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and walked outside.

Feng Jin quickly caught up with him, frowning: "Lin Yan, don't get excited, this time we are late picking up the child. Mr. Fu..."

Lin Yan sneered, "It's our Lin family's business to pick up late, what does it have to do with his surname Fu?"

Lin Yan angrily opened the car door.

Feng Jin's heart suddenly sank.

He knew that Lin Yang's death had always been a scar in Lin Yan's heart, and it was fine if he didn't touch it, but once Fu Ran was mentioned, that scar would be torn open again.

"Lin Yan, calm down."

Lin Yan was breathing heavily, and his anger burned every nerve, making him almost out of control.

Feng Jin could only pull him out of the car, close the door, and push him against the door.

He held Lin Yan's head and forced Lin Yan to look at him.

Then, amidst Lin Yan's restless breathing, he suddenly kissed him.

Lin Yan was taken aback, the whole portrait was enchanted and froze all of a sudden.

After a moment of silence, Lin Yan wrapped his arms around the back of Feng Jin's neck, and pressed the back of Feng Jin's head with his palm.

As he deepened the kiss, he fumbled with the other hand for the door handle—

The moment they pulled away, both Lin Yan and Feng Jin fell into the back seat of the car.

Lin Yan kissed Feng Jin little by little, from his forehead to his Adam's apple.

In the airtight compartment, the two people breathed heavily one after another.

Lin Yan pressed Feng Jin's shoulder, staring at the person below him with blood-red eyes, his voice hoarse: "You are not as calm as you...Do you know that you want my life?"

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head to kiss Feng Jin's lips again.

Feng Jin pushed his head away, "Stop making trouble, aren't you going to pick up Xiang Xi?"

Lin Yan took a few breaths, wrapped his arms tightly, and in this posture, quietly hugged Feng Jin for a full two to three minutes.

Then he let go of Feng Jin, and stretched out his hand to tidy up his messy clothes: "After picking up the brat, I'll go back to work."

Feng Jin blushed when he gritted his teeth "do business" and slightly avoided his gaze, "I have to do my homework tonight, I don't care..."

Before the word "love" was finished, Feng Jin was pushed down on the car seat by Lin Yan again.

Feng Jin struggled: "What are you doing?"

"Since you're not in the mood tonight, let's do it now."

Feng Jin was a little angry: "Are you crazy? Are you not going to pick up Xiang Xi?"

"He'll be fine with Fu Ran. We're not in a hurry to go after we're done."

After Lin Yan finished speaking, he stuck his right hand into Feng Jin's clothes.

It's the rush hour at the moment, and people coming and going keep passing by the car windows. As long as someone pays attention, they will find what they are doing inside.

Feng Jin's face turned pale with fright: "Lin Yan, you stop me, I'm going to get angry."

Lin Yan stopped, rubbed Feng Jin's thin lips with his slender fingers, and smiled: "Are you in the mood tonight?"

Feng Jin's face turned red under pressure, and he could only bite Lin Yan's finger.

Lin Yan shrank his hand and said happily: "Yo, you have grown up, Xiao Jin has learned to bite people."

Feng Jin's eyes were bloodshot, and his fists were "creaking".

Lin Yan knew that he was going to lose his temper, his pupils tightened, and he quickly tore off his tie and tied Feng Jin's hands.

Feng Jin moved his wrist curiously, curled his lips, "What are you doing?"

"It's called fun." Lin Yan smiled and pulled Feng Jin's pants.

Feng Jin looked at him, his ears were red: "Do you like this?"

Lin Yan snorted: "All men like it."

He leaned down, and lightly licked Feng Jin's earlobe with his tongue, "I also like to keep my mouth shut, people will only whine and beg for mercy..."

Feng Jin nodded seriously, sincerely and seriously: "Oh, I see, I will fulfill your wish."

Five minutes later, Feng Jin got out of the car in full clothes, walked around to the other side of the car, and sat in the driver's cab. He fastened his seat belt, and then called Fu Ran: "Boss Fu? I'll see you soon." Go pick up Xiang Xi...well, good."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Jin looked back at Lin Yan.

Poor Second Young Master Lin was being tied up with a tie and a belt at the moment, huddled in the corner of the seat, with red eyes, looking at him pitifully.

Feng Jin raised his chin: "Boss Lin, is it fun?"

Lin Yan almost cried: "Woooooo..."

let me go baby.

I'm wrong.

Never dare again.

Feng Jin sighed: "Tell me about you, I've already said that you can't beat me, and you still insist on challenging my bottom line."

Lin Yan almost burst into tears.

Who made you grow a face that is so harmless to humans and animals as a little sheep, so well-behaved!

Who knew you could fight so well!

"In order to prevent conflicts between you and Mr. Fu, please bear with me."

Throwing the tied-up Lin Yan in the car, Feng Jin soon met Fu Xiangxi at Fu Ran's place.

Fu Ran showed nervousness, and explained to Feng Jin in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't bring him back on purpose, but I don't think you guys have come to pick up Xiang Xi all this time, and he is quite pitiful in the kindergarten alone, so I just ..."

Feng Jin sighed: "Boss Fu, do you go to the kindergarten every day to wait for Xiang Xi?"

Fu Ran touched Fu Xiangxi's head, and smiled palely: "I...I have nothing else to do."

Xiaoyang is gone, this child is the last intersection between him and Xiaoyang.

"What about your company?"

Fu Ran forced himself to smile and said, "It's someone else."

Feng Jin was taken aback.

Fu Ran smiled wryly: "The family is gone, who can I support with so much money?"

Fu Xiangxi's fingers gently rubbed against Fu Ran's palm, and he looked up at Fu Ran with his small head: "Uncle Fu Ran, I don't mind having one more person to support me."

Fu Ran hugged Fu Xiangxi and smiled: "Your Uncle Lin Yan will have some objections, so go home with Uncle Feng Jin."

Fu Ran handed Fu Xiangxi to Feng Jin.

"Feng Jin, have you reconciled with Lin Yan?"

Feng Jin nodded, a little embarrassed: "Yes."

Fu Ran said "um" in an unclear way: "Can I ask you something?"

"Boss Fu, tell me."

Fu Ran took out a box from his pocket and handed it to Feng Jin: "On Xiaoyang's birthday, can you send him off for me? Jinmo City still won't allow me to worship Xiaoyang."

Feng Jin took the box and said, "Okay."

Fu Ran bowed to Feng Jin.

Feng Jin sighed in his heart, and left with Fu Xiangxi in his arms.

When he reached the door of the car, he remembered Lin Yan in the car.

He put Fu Xiangxi down, then quickly got into the car, and took off all the tie and belt on Lin Yan's body.

Lin Yan was obviously dissatisfied.

Feng Jin glared at him directly: "If you talk nonsense again, I'll tie you back and let Xiang Xi see."

Lin Yan smiled flatteringly: "Don't dare, dare not."

Tuesday is Lin Yang's 33rd birthday.

Lin Yan took the little boy to visit the grave, and brought a bouquet of lilies for his brother on the way.

Taking advantage of Lin Yan's inattention, Feng Jin quietly put the box Fu Ran gave him next to the bouquet.

He peeked at what was inside, and it was an old ring.

There is a series of letters in the ring ring.

It is the initials of two people.

After worshiping Lin Yang, Lin Yan sent the cub to kindergarten, and then sent Feng Jin to school.

Feng Jin's drama performance will be at the end of this month, and the whole drama club is getting more and more busy, rehearsing for a whole afternoon.

In the summer, Feng Jin was wearing a thick performance costume, so hot that his head was covered with sweat.

Lin Yan's heart ached to death, and her classes were not going well, so she went to the drama club to visit classes with cold drinks and iced drinks every day.

At first, other people in the drama club had some opinions about Feng Jin's famous grass being in charge, especially those girls who liked Feng Jin, and they even regarded Lin Yan as a thorn in their eyes and a tickle at the root of their teeth.

But later I saw Lin Yanlei unmovingly delivering food and drink to Feng Jin, wiping his sweat and handing water, and bending down to tie Feng Jin's shoelaces. "pink.

Damn, fairy love!

lock up!

On the day of the official performance, Lin Yan who was supposed to watch Feng Jin's performance suddenly disappeared.

Five minutes before he took the stage, Feng Jin kept texting and calling Lin Yan in the background, but there was no news, nothing came to him.

Feng Jin frowned, his heart beating wildly with anxiety.

But the performance was just around the corner, and he didn't have time to think about where Lin Yan had gone.

After the performance, Feng Jin was about to leave.

The bright headlights on the stage suddenly dimmed, leaving only two bright follow-spot lights.

─Dao hit Feng Jin on the body.

Another...

Feng Jin looked over, his whole body froze.

Lin Yan?

Why is he standing here?

Feng Jin's breathing suddenly froze.

Lin Yan was dressed in a neat suit, with his hands behind his back, and with a gentle and bright smile on his face, he walked in front of Feng Jin step by step.

Feng Jin seemed to understand what he was going to do, his heart was beating crazily, and his palms were covered with dense sweat.

Under the bright spotlight, Lin Yan knelt on one knee and handed a bouquet of fiery red roses to Feng Jin.

"Xiao Jin, will you marry me?"

After the silence of the venue, there was a roar of voices, as if the roof of the entire performance hall was about to be blown off.

"Marry him!"

"Marry him!"

Feng Jin's eyes widened, the surrounding roars formed an ocean, covering him overwhelmingly, Feng Jin's breathing tightened, and he could almost hear the sound of blood flowing.

Lin Yan...

proposed to him.

On such an occasion where countless people were watching, he let everyone witness their love.

Feng Jin's nose was sour, his eyes were slightly red, and he reached out and hugged the bouquet of flowers into his arms.

Lin Yan took Feng Jin's left hand, with a serious and solemn expression, and slowly pushed the engagement ring that he had prepared long ago onto Feng Jin's ring finger.

The colorful balls hanging from the top of the stage suddenly fell down with colorful ribbons. Lin Yan got up and hugged Feng Jin tightly amidst the cheers of the audience: "Xiao Jin, thank you for making my life complete."

Feng Jin sighed lightly: "It's a shame."

Later that day, countless people wanted to take a photo with Feng Jin, but Lin Yan blocked them all.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry to get the certificate. I'll see you when I have a chance. Then I invite everyone to have a wedding wine."

Lin Yan put the person in his arms and ran away.

That night, after three years, Feng Jin's name was once again listed on Weibo's trending searches.

#Feng Jin was proposed

#Feng Jinfu Second Generation Husband

As a big star who was once very popular and then retired, Lin Yan's wealth and background have been turned upside down.

What kind of rich second generation, what kind of playboy, what kind of dandy boasting about his children...

Netizens' comments were also mixed.

[Wow, blessings! 1

[It's so fucking romantic to propose on stage, isn't it? 】

【Don't you all know that Feng Jin's husband is the boss of that group? 】

[It turns out that I married into a wealthy family, and I feel sorry for Feng Jin. A person like Feng Jin who has no power and no background marrying into a wealthy family must have a dead end. 】

[Bet five yuan, you can get away within a year, and his husband must be just trying to figure something out. 】

In the evening of this day, Feng Jin finally updated Weibo after three years.

Two photos, and a few simple words.

[Feng Jin V: It's her husband, and also her first love. 】

In the first photo, two teenagers with green faces are sitting under a big tree and smiling at the camera.Shooting time, ten years ago.

In the second photo, a man with a mature complexion is hugging Feng Jin from behind, with his head slightly lowered, his brows and eyes are gentle, and he is smiling lightly without knowing what he is talking about.

On the man's beautiful collarbone, a tattoo of a little monk is clearly visible.

The tattoo that made everyone guess for three years finally has the most accurate answer today.

[Damn it, it's actually my first love! 】

【Ahhh, I'm dead!First love ah woo woo woo! 】

[First love is really wonderful! 】

After receiving the certificate, Lin Yan started to arrange the wedding.