perfect life

Chen Qiran was in the bathroom, thinking about the appearance of his beloved's private parts, thinking about the feeling that he was buried in his body just now, he quickened the movements of his hands, and a cloud of whiteness gushed out.

Knowing that He Zihan would not be able to fall asleep easily without him, and that the coolness around his waist and abdomen would make him uncomfortable, Chen Qiran quickly took a hot shower, then rushed back to the big bed, and got under the covers.

Because they were afraid of misfiring again, the two dared not even kiss each other——He Zihan resented himself at this time. If he hadn't followed Lu Senyang at that time, his hand wouldn't have been injured, and he wouldn't have taken Chen Qiran's hand later. bite.

Chen Qiran just hugged He Zihan honestly, and before he fell asleep, told him something that he didn't intend to say: "In the business world, you must master the necessary acting skills. For example, at a specific moment and with a selected person, keep A picture with a specific effect, let the dog and ordinary reporters notice it, and then take the initiative to report or even hype it, then your goal will be achieved.

Today I know that someone is filming, so every action is carefully planned in advance.Holding hands, smiles, cakes, even her coming to kiss me on the cheek was expected. "

He Zihan listened quietly. After the initial anger passed, he settled down and found that the reason for his rage was simply because he had completely fallen in love with the man behind him.

Hearing his explanation, I was very relieved, but I still couldn't help muttering: "But you seem to have a completely natural expression."

"That's because I already knew where there were cameras. Looking for the camera and acting as I should behave in front of the camera, this is the training I have been receiving since I was 3 years old. Speaking of implementation, there have been actresses who walked the Oscars red carpet , come to my house to find out how I can feel the camera most keenly and keep my most beautiful side in the camera.” Chen Qiran didn’t mean to show off when he said the news, but he was just giving He Liaohan an example.

"Oh? So...then it's a pity that you don't become an actor." He Zihan teased.

"Zihan, Tingting and I have no ambiguity. Even if she has feelings for me, I will not respond to her. I only have you in my heart."

"Well... I'm sleepy, go to bed."

On the surface, it seems that this time things have passed.

However, the shadow left by the deceit and concealment this time has always shrouded He Zihan's heart. Even if he didn't realize it, he often dreamed that Chen Qiran married another woman - such an obvious hint, he himself had to admit that he himself In my heart, I was really afraid of which woman Chen Qiran would really be with one day.

Worried and frightened in the dream, while constantly comforting himself when he was there, Chen Qiran would never betray him.

He Zihan spent the penultimate day in Paris in this conflicted and tormented mood.

Since he returned to Chen's Manor, Lu Linyang has never looked for him, whether it was a phone call, text message or coming to the manor in person, nothing happened.This reassured He Zihan - he didn't want anything to do with that person at all.

Lu Senyang looked at him, as if he wanted to look for the shadow of another person through him, or as if he wanted to see through him.He Zihan couldn't understand the way Lu Senyang looked at him, and he didn't understand why that person would show such deep eyes after meeting him after only knowing him for a day.

When he was staring at him, he couldn't help but feel a little scared. He Zihan never understood why he should be scared?

There were really too many things that happened that day, the things about Chen Qiran and Fan Geting, car accidents, injuries, any of these things could make He Zihan's mood fluctuate, let alone happen together on the same day.

Because there were too many emergencies, He Zihan didn't take a closer look at what Lu Senyang looked like that day, and he didn't even know if he would recognize Lu Senyang if he stood in front of him in the future.

The brain received too much information at once, and it was too late to digest it. The area responsible for storing it was used to remember the warm picture of Chen Qiran and Fan Geting together on TV...

However, no matter what, getting involved with Lu Senyang is not a good thing.

He Zihan didn't want to be used as a stand-in, not to mention that he didn't have any feelings for Lu Senyang at all. That accident, let him be a thing of the past.

When taking the plane the next afternoon, He Zihan was still terrified of the huge flying monster.

Thinking that he would have to sit on this plane for more than ten hours before arriving in Shanghai, and then return to City C by car, He Zihan couldn't help but resent Chen Qiran.

Why do you have to come here so far!

There is nothing to enjoy at all, and you can have a good time at home.

The trip to Paris can only be described as "mess".On the first day, Chen Zeyu dragged him to eat so many chocolates, and at night, Chen Qiran pressed him on the bed, and he did it all night!

Thinking of that horrible night, He Zihan felt a pain in his back acupoint - such a big thing went in and out for so long, thinking of it, it was really scary.Although I only did it once last night, the feeling of being squeezed by a foreign object is so strange that I really can't get rid of it.

Apart from Chen Qiran and Fan Geting's birthday party that made him extremely jealous, he was almost buried in a car accident by an inexplicable business conspiracy for no reason...

He Zihan said silently in his heart: Paris - a city that you never want to come back after leaving.

Not long after the plane took off, He Zihan leaned back in the chair and fell asleep, but he didn't sleep faithfully no matter what.In desperation, he could only pull Chen Qiran's hand over and use it as a pillow for himself, and fell asleep peacefully under the helpless and doting eyes of the other party.

It seems that the regret that I have not been to the Louvre or the Eiffel Tower has been disintegrated in this sleep.

He Zihan knew that he was a typical "visit here" type, and wanted to go to those two places to take pictures as souvenirs.

At that time, Chen Qiran asked him, "Why do you want to visit here?"

He Zihan could only tell the truth: "Because I don't know if I will be able to come again in the future. Leave a photo as a memory."

Chen Qiran didn't answer any more, just wrapped the newly bought scarf for him, squeezed his hand in his coat pocket, and led him to walk around the Seine River in the early morning.

Many years later, He Zihan recalled that morning in Paris, that morning when there were not many words but every cell in his body felt happy. Even though he was in such a bad environment at that time, he was still grateful God, let him have such good memories.

Fan's mansion in the center of Paris.

Fan Geting hung up the call from the man from Chen's Manor, wishing to smash the phone in a fit of anger—but considering that it was an antique phone, she tried her best to control her emotions, walked downstairs quickly, and faced Fan Wenhui who was having breakfast Lin yelled: "Mom! Brother Ran has already gone back!"

"Well, I know, he already told me yesterday."

"What?! Why didn't you tell me earlier?! If I had known earlier, I would have gone back!"

"Go back for what?"

"I……"

"I know you like him, but you don't have to be so obvious. Marriage with the Chen family is a matter of soon, so you don't have to worry."

Fan Wenhuilin took another sip of her black coffee while talking, Fan Geting felt very dissatisfied with her indifferent attitude, and frowned in boredom.

"You only know your own interests, you don't think for me at all!"

"Go back to your room."

"I'm 16 years old! I won't be at your mercy anymore! In fact, everything that brother Tianran does is acting, isn't he?! You all hid it from me in advance, making me think that he actually likes me?! If I really The reason is to marry him, and if he doesn't like me at all, you are simply pushing me into the pit of fire! I am your daughter, how can you treat me like this?!"

Fan Geting's voice was already choked up, even though she knew her mother was a profit-seeking person who had nothing but money in her eyes, but when she really regarded herself as a pawn for making money, she completely disregarded her own happiness Fan Geting suddenly realized that this person was really too cold-blooded.

"I will take your happiness into consideration while obtaining the greatest benefit."

Fan Wenhuilin didn't say much else, leaving only this sentence, got up and walked towards the study.

Fan Geting suddenly remembered something, and asked: "Did you drive Xia Mingyuan away?! My brother has been out of his mind since he returned to Paris. Did you do something to Xia Mingyuan?!"

"Oh? Do you need me to do anything to him? It's fine for him to fend for himself in that small country, and he doesn't need me to do anything."

Fan Wenhuilin stood at the door of the study, and the moment she turned her head, her entire face was in shadow because of the backlight. Fan Geting saw her face that hadn't changed since she was 30 years old, and suddenly felt that her mother, Really a very scary person.

Before Fan Wenhuilin let her go, Fan Geting went back to her room.

And Fan Getian, who had been standing behind the stairs from the beginning of the conversation, secretly made up his mind after hearing this passage.

In Ouyang's mansion, in the master bedroom, on the messy sheets, there are two white, slender and graceful bodies with their limbs intertwined.

"Xiao, Xiaowu...it can't be done...uh..." Chen Zeyu struggled to retreat, but was stopped by Ouyang Feiwu.

"Do you still miss your brother?" Ouyang Feiwu slowed down a little and asked tentatively.

"Hmm... think..."

Chen Zeyu's honest answer got him to push deeper and thrust faster.Sensing his anger coming from somewhere, Chen Zeyu sat on the man's waist, bent down, and entwined with him, "He's my brother, I think he...is normal."

"Really? It's normal to think about your brother during sex?!"

Ouyang Feiwu has never said anything serious to Chen Zeyu. At the scene just now, when he saw Chen Zeyu reluctantly holding Chen Qiran's hand, he wished he could pull that person back into his arms and slam into him. , until he could no longer think of Chen Qiran in his mind.

"No, no... Take it easy, it hurts..."

"Does it hurt?"

Chen Zeyu screamed for pain, but his lower body was penetrated more violently.Ouyang Feiwu pulled out all his roots every time, and if he wanted to submerge them all, he could hardly bear such violent sex in the backyard. Chen Zeyu lay powerlessly on his chest and begged for mercy.

"I can't do it, Xiao Wu...I love you, Xiao Wu, I love you..."

"I really love Xiaowu..."

"I love you...let me go...I love you..."

After saying "I love you" countless times, Chen Zeyu finally felt a hot current pouring into his acupoint.

Just when he thought this sudden punishment was over, the thing buried in his body had grown stronger again...