Indulge in indulgence

Cen Yi left quietly.

Cen Yi should be very afraid of disturbing Su Wen, so the sound of waking up is very soft. He should be sitting on the plane at this point, and the bed next to him has lost Cen Yi's body temperature. Saw it.

There was a cup of soy milk on the heating cutting board in the living room, which Cen Yi specially prepared for Su Wen before he left.

Su Wen got up and took a sip, the taste was a bit strange, he couldn't help frowning, wondering: Did Cen Yi not soak the beans?

Sure enough, as he expected, Cen Yi had already boarded the plane, and he had included wifi on the plane so that he could send messages to Su Wen conveniently.

It's just that Cen Yi went to bed too late and woke up too early at the latest, and soon fell asleep, reluctantly put down the phone, and fell asleep with his head tilted for a while.

Su Wen simply finished his breakfast and drove his own car back to the studio.

Su Wen's studio was established in a single-family villa not far from the original address, with two floors above and below, and a photo wall of Su Wen's stills was hung at the door.

Manager Feng Wan is sitting on a swing chair in the yard basking in the sun, with the latest small sachet next to her. She always looks attractive with heavy make-up, even on muddy ground. He can still wear the ten-inch Heantian Gao and walk through the market without changing his face.

As a 31-year-old beautiful female Alpha who has cut a bloody path for Su Wen, Feng Wan is busy arguing with her little Beta boyfriend at this moment. Her little boyfriend is a business elite and thinks she is in love. In the process, he was too strong, and he seemed to have no status.

Her beta boyfriend was furious: "I am in love because I want to find a lover who can spend my whole life with me, not a mother or a boss!"

Feng Wan quickly gasped: "My old lady has been virtuous all her life, if she likes to talk, she won't!"

It wasn't until Su Wen stood in front that Feng Wan turned pale with shock: "Wen Wen, when did you come?!"

What Su Wen hated most was that his staff dealt with emotional problems in the studio, holding their mobile phones for a whole morning, or standing in the yard crying for their parents and calling their mothers.

Su Wen naturally didn't know that Feng Wan was already arguing on the phone, so he gave her a strange look: "I just arrived not long ago."

"Xiao Wen, wait a minute, there are..."

Before Feng Wan finished speaking, Su Wen had already pushed open the door and entered the room.

The moment Su Wen saw the room, Su Wen obviously felt his eyelids twitch—the originally clean and tidy studio was filled with red balloons at some point, with ribbons flying around, and Lu Xiaozheng sat calmly in this area He gnawed on the pancake fruit.

Su Wen: "..."

Xie Wansong was wearing a very flamboyant dark purple haute couture suit, with sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, sitting on a 360-degree rotatable seat and turning around like a peacock: "surprise——"

Su Wen, who is obsessive-compulsive and hygienic, rubbed his pulsating temples, and tore off the floating balloon next to him: "Why are you here?"

Mr. Xie crossed his legs and smiled at him: "My dear, I heard that your new movie will be released soon, so I hurried back from Germany to send you a congratulatory message."

Su Wen asked, "What did you go to Germany for?"

Xie Wansong took off his sunglasses and casually threw them on the table: "Isn't my dad sick? I went to the press conference for a new instrument recently launched in Germany to see if I want to buy one."

Su Wen and Mr. Xie met two years ago. At a Belgian brand exhibition, he accidentally spilled the red wine in his hand on the other party. Those who can come to this exhibition are either rich or famous. Su Wen looked at the other party It looked like an expensive evening dress, and a crack appeared between the indifferent brows.

However, the other party didn't seem to see the large red wine stains on his body, and stared at him in surprise: "Are you Su Wen? My sister likes you so much that she is going crazy. Hurry up and sign for me."

An autograph that offsets that expensive evening gown that was stained.

It was only later that Su Wen found out that he was the current leader of the Xie Group, and had a sister with disabled legs. Recently, she watched her own movies and TV series at home every day.

When I saw him in person, I was so excited that I almost fainted.

After going back and forth, the two of them became familiar with each other, mainly because Xie Wansong especially liked to cling to him, saying that he was simple-minded and very clean.

"How's your new script going?"

Su Wen hesitated for a while, then said, "Still revising."

Now Su Wen shoots at most two dramas throughout the year, and the rest of the time is spent writing scripts except for announcements. He has plans to write and direct himself, so most of his energy has been devoted to it recently.

"I've been quite free lately."

Xie Wansong held his chin and said, "But my husband, hey, the family is unlucky."

Su Wen quietly raised her eyes, waiting for him to write later.

"My husband's cousin has been in love with a young boy from the entertainment industry for many years, and she was originally going to get engaged.

As a result, just two days ago, my good guy, I went to his house for a meal and collapsed. Guess what, that little boy hid a goblin at home, and he said that he loves him deeply, and he is the only one in this life. Marry, the girl feels like being struck by lightning, so sad that she can't eat for two days. "

Su Wen's face turned blue and purple while listening to this story, and the more he heard it, the more he felt that this story seemed familiar.

Why is it so similar to the situation when Jiang Minmin came to eat? He suddenly realized that Jiang Minmin and Xie Wansong's husband, Jiang Zhi, had the same surname.

Xie Wansong originally wanted to share gossip with Su Wen. He felt that Su Wen had also worked with this person, and he had also played mahjong with him. Xiao didn't know what courier was signed outside the door, and the one who rushed in held the phone and shouted: "Brother Wen, the couple slippers that Brother Cen said to buy for you have arrived!"

Su Wen: "..."

Xie Wansong: "...?!"

Su Wen turned his head to the side, and said with a little stuttering: "Understood, let's put it there."

As soon as he turned his head, Xie Wansong's pair of narrow peach blossoms stared round, almost sticking to his face: "Su Wen?! You and Cen Yi, couple slippers? What's your relationship?"

Su Wen was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in it, but he still desperately used his decades of acting skills, with a calm expression, he gritted his teeth and said: "Little bastard, little elf."

Mr. Xie's face, which was always calm and dismissive, was distorted and dull for a while. He took Su Wen's hand and asked sharply, "Are you feeling uncomfortable, Su Wen? Otherwise, why would you Will you be with Cen Yi? Could it be that Cen Yi is your cohabitant in Lu Xiaoxiao?!"

Su Wen was extremely embarrassed, he really didn't understand why everyone who knew that he was with Cen Yi had such a damn expression.

If Xie Wansong remembers correctly, when he and Jiang Zhi were married for the second time, Mr. Cen was arguing and breaking up with his ex-boyfriend. The most outrageous thing was that he had no brain The Omega even lost his composure and ran to the door of the hotel. Xie Wansong still remembers the cruel and heartless look of Cen Yi when he shook his hand.

Among these tens of thousands of flowers, how many of them are absolutely sincere towards love?

In all fairness, Cen Yi is fine as a friend, but as a lover with too many criminal records, it is easy to make people feel uneasy.

"Cen Yi, he..." Xie Wansong frowned elegantly, hesitated to speak, as if thinking of something, "Did Cen Yi go to the airport this morning?"

Su Wen was startled: "How do you know?"

Xie Wansong said: "My plane landed this morning, and when I came out, I seemed to see him at the VIP gate. Who did he go to the event with?"

"Fly to Paris, France."

Su Wen said lightly, "His manager followed."

Xie Wansong clearly remembered that when he met Cen Yi this morning, besides his manager, there was another person beside him.

He is not tall, has slender bones, does not wear a mask, has an unfamiliar face, and fair skin, but he was far away at that time, and glanced past him in a hurry.

Maybe it was his illusion, he only felt that the side face of that person was somewhat similar to Su Wen.

Cen Yi, who was sitting in the first class cabin of the plane, sneezed and declined the red wine offered by the staff.

It had been four hours since he left Los Angeles, and he was already scratching his heart and lungs thinking about Su Wen, not knowing how he would get through the next five days.

He didn't expect that Meng Qin didn't say hello to him in advance when he went to Paris to participate in the fashion week in a good way, why He Luyao followed him out of nowhere.

As a rookie actor who has no works, it is a luxury and outrageous thing for He Luyao to attend, unless Meng Qin likes him very much now and is ready to make He Luyao a hit, otherwise it will be He Luyao There was someone behind Yao who secretly opened the way for him in this regard and spent a lot of money.

In addition, the first film he made his debut was mixed with a lot of traffic, and he still played the opposite role with Cen Yi. This kind of opportunity is something that no one can only dream of.

It was hard for Cen Yi not to think too much.

He Luyao passed by Cen Yi, and asked him softly, "Brother Cen, can I sit next to you?"

Cen Yi raised his eyelids and looked at the empty single seats around him, only his own was two seats connected together.

He lifted the bag on the other chair and smiled nonchalantly: "You can do whatever you want."

Probably because He Luyao looked familiar, now he no longer feels at a loss like yesterday, looking at him, he is just a junior who knows him and is a little shy.

He Luyao sat beside him, watching Cen Yi holding onto his mobile phone and chatting, with joyful smiles on the corners of his eyes and brows, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't open his mouth. After sitting for a while, he suddenly coughed softly.

He coughed very suppressedly and forbearingly, his slender shoulders trembled slightly, until Cen Yi handed him a bottle of water.

"Thank you, Brother Cen."

He Luyao took the water, but what he was thinking was that after so many years, Cen Yi has not changed, and he still has him in his heart.

In fact, Cen Yi's eyelids are heavy and he thinks he is a bit noisy.

Cen Yi didn't want to disturb Su Wen's work, so he put down his phone after chatting for a few words, leaned his head on the chair and wanted to rest for a while.

He squinted his eyes slightly, but felt a faint scent between his nose, which was the smell of Omega pheromone, and there was also a faint weight on his shoulders.

Cen Yi opened his eyes, and it turned out that He Luyao who was next to him also fell asleep at some point, leaning against him, his head almost resting on Cen Yi's shoulder.

Cen Yi's muscles tightened, and he suddenly stood up from the chair.

He Luyao, who was sleeping peacefully, was frightened, raised his head, and looked at him with a helpless expression: "What's wrong, Brother Cen?"

Cen Yi narrowed his eyes dangerously, seeing his expression as if he wanted to get angry, but because of this, He Luyao still suppressed it, walked past He Luyao with a very handsome and unruly smile, and then looked for A single cabin seat sat in with folded arms.

He turned his head and said hello to He Luyao: "I'll watch TV, don't disturb you, go to sleep."

After he finished saying this, he turned his head away, and then turned back: "Are you almost at that time recently, and you haven't taken inhibitors yet?"

He Luyao was stunned for a moment, a blush of embarrassment slipped across his cheeks: "I'm not, I..."

Cen Yi has already shouted loudly: "Old Jiang! Bring me a tube of inhibitor!"

Jiang Tao, who was watching a romantic idol drama, reluctantly took out an oral inhibitor from his carry-on bag, and Cen Yi threw it back into He Luyao's hands.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and grinned: "It's a little effort, you're welcome."

After saying that, he turned his head away, turned on the TV, and actually watched it with great interest.

He Luyao, who was sitting in the back row, stared quietly at his flying hair for a while, then silently looked away, holding the bottle of water that Cen Yi handed him, put the tube of inhibitor in his hand. Put it in your pocket, don't know what to think about.

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