Sending warmth to the beautiful and powerful male second [Quick Transmigration]

After Ji Xia finished speaking, her face turned red, and she buried herself in Fu Chen's arms, refusing to look up.

Just... I didn't expect to say it so naturally.

Fu Chen's eyes darkened, he inserted his fingers into Ji Xia's soft hair and rubbed it a few times, carried him into the living room, and pressed the light switch.

"Snapped"

The living room was plunged into darkness, only the bright moonlight from the balcony came in.

Fu Chen bent down and tore off the tablecloth on the coffee table, and the things crackled on the floor. He gently placed Ji Xia on the coffee table, knelt down and slowly crossed his fingers.

Ji Xia looked down at him, his clear eyes were about to turn into pools of spring water in the moonlight, and his eyelashes trembled.

Fu Chen squatted up, raised his head and kissed his cheeks and eyelashes inch by inch, as light as a white feather falling on the water, he lifted Ji Xia's forehead hair, and kissed his forehead almost reverently.

Fu Chen: "Honey, of course I love you."

Before he knew who you were, before you came, he was already looking forward to meeting you.

Ji Xia curled up his fingertips, but Fu Chen grabbed him even tighter.

His heart was numb and soft, and he turned his face and kissed Fu Chen's chin, and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You are my baby too."

Fu Chen narrowed his eyes, hugged him a little tighter, and said lightly: "Then, are you willing to realize my baby's wish?"

Ji Xia was still immersed in the joy of his successful confession, and shook his intertwined hands with Fu Chen: "Of course! You say, even if you want the stars in the sky, I will pick them off for you."

Fu Chen stared at the moonlight outside the window for a while, then his eyes fell back on Ji Xia's eyebrows.

He gently put his hands on Ji Xia's soft waist, and before anyone noticed, he pulled the hem of the clothes out of the waistband of his trousers.

Fu Chenfu went to his ear and said something, Ji Xia's face suddenly turned red, and he stumbled for a long time: "You, you can still draw?"

After speaking, his whole body became hot. Doesn't Fu Chen know best if he can draw?

Fu Chen pecked and kissed his neck: "If you try it, you will know."

Fu Chen rubbed his lips and kissed: "Baby, are you going to reject me?"

Ji Xia was so kissed that his breathing was messed up, and his eyelashes trembled in Fu Chen's arms. He remembered Fu Chen's request just now, and bit his lip.

nude models.

Artists should see these as they see anything else.

Besides, they are all lovers, so it's nothing to look at.

Ji Xia nodded, closed his eyes slightly, and the exposed skin was stained with a layer of pink.

Fu Chen lowered his head and kissed him a long and lingering kiss. Rose had stripped off the decorations and curled up on the tea table, revealing her jade-like skin under the moonlight.

Fu Chen took out his sketchbook and pencil and sat on the opposite sofa, his eyes slowly gliding over Ji Xia's body as if he was real, and he raised his pen: "Baby, you are so beautiful."

Ji Xia was so ashamed that he almost cried, he hardly dared to look at Fu Chen aggressively, as if with just one glance, he would be eaten by Fu Chen.

That night, Ji Xia himself couldn't remember how many gestures Fu Chen asked him to pose. In short, he couldn't open his eyes when he drew it. Fu Chen put down the sketchbook in his hand, hugged him to the bed, covered him with a quilt, and kissed him. Eyes: "Go to sleep."

Ji Xia rubbed against his arms, holding on to the last bit of consciousness: "Have you ever painted others like this?"

He seemed to hear Fu Chen chuckle: "I only draw you."

After receiving this guarantee, Ji Xia finally relaxed and fell into a sweet sleep.

Fu Chen sat by the bed, brushed aside Ji Xia's too long forehead hair, and stared at him by the moonlight.

Since the first time he dreamed of Ji Xia many years ago; since he started to pick up the brush to record the person in his dream; Fu Chen has been painting for nearly 30 years, but he has not seen the appearance of the person in his dream clearly.

Since then, he has fantasized almost crazily that one day, the person in his dream sits in the moonlight, and let him paint every inch of skin and every expression, deeply engraved in his mind, never to be forgotten .

Now, the man of his dreams is finally his.

In the early morning of the next day, Ke Li was busy with public relations for the time being, thinking about Fu Chen's illness and whether he was recovering or not. He didn't even have time to make up for sleep, so he rushed to the hotel with breakfast.

He entered the door as usual, and saw a mess of cups and cartons all over the place, and then he seemed to be frozen in place, staring at the clothes on the coffee table without even daring to move his eyes.

If he remembers correctly, isn't this the clothes Mr. Yu wore last night?

Isn't Brother Fu still sick?

Is it possible for Xiao Yu to take advantage of others?

Just as he was making wild guesses, the bathroom door opened, and Fu Chen came out wearing a black bathrobe, with a cold and lazy brow and eyes, obviously just after taking a shower.

Ke Li couldn't help but sneer in his heart, it seems that this is the one who took advantage of others' dangers, he got them when he was so sick, he just had nothing to do so he didn't sleep well, worried that he would come over Bring him food.

Ke Li: "I put breakfast on the table, I'll go first."

Fu Chen glanced at the contents of the plastic bag: "Wait."

As he walked, he said, "I'll ask my baby what to eat."

It means, if this is not available, you should hurry up and buy it for me.

Ke Li trembled coldly, did the tmd manager still have human rights?

Fu Chen closed the bedroom door and sat down on the edge of the bed. Ji Xia turned over all of a sudden, wrapped his arms around his neck from behind, and hung the whole body on his body.

"How can you, how can you...call me baby in front of others."

Ji Xia woke up early, and lay on the bed waiting for Fu Chen to come over, but he didn't wait, but waited for such shameless words, where would he put his face away.

Ji Xia rubbed his chin against his hair: "You are not allowed to bark anymore, do you hear me?"

Fu Chen circled the person with one hand, sat on his lap, rolled up Ji Xia's overly long pajamas with drooping eyelids: "Then what do I call you?"

He hooked his lips and lowered his voice: "wife?"

"Fuck."

Ji Xia's arms were aroused by the sound, and goose bumps arose from his cheeks to his ears.He immediately covered Fu Chen's mouth: "You, you make me angry again."

Fu Chen's dark eyes fell on Ji Xia's glistening eyes, he narrowed his eyes, and stuck out his tongue to lick it.

Ji Xia felt a burst of moisture in his palm, and jumped back on the spot like a cat whose fur has blown.

Fu Chen grabbed Ji Xia's waist, put him on his lap and sat astride him: "Okay, okay, I won't bark, don't run away."

"What do you want me to call you?"

Ji Xia's palms were hot, and the dampness seemed to reach the tip of his heart, disturbing him.He lowered his head and forcibly settled down to think for a while, and found that the only nickname seemed to be restricted by the system, so he couldn't say it.

But being called Jingjing made him feel uncomfortable. This nickname is his only selfishness, and he wants to be closer to the person in front of him.

Fu Chen seemed to feel his irritability, and gently pressed his forehead: "Can I call you Tiantian?"

His life for so many years has been boring and tasteless, and Ji Xia is that little bit of sweetness, which hits him suddenly and makes him instantly addicted.

The corners of Ji Xia's mouth raised uncontrollably: "You picked it up for me."

Fu Chen nodded.

How could Ji Xia not understand the meaning of these two words, it was so sweet to the bottom of his heart, he pretended to meditate for a while: "Okay."

"But you can't call when there are many people."

Fu Chen lowered his eyelids: "Okay."

But Tiantian, this is the name I gave you. No matter where you go to the ends of the earth, this is the imprint I will engrave on you, and you will never be able to get rid of it.

Ji Xia made intimacy with Fu Chen in the bedroom for a while, and when he went out, Ke Li had already fallen asleep leaning on the sofa.

Ji Xia felt sorry, and took a blanket to cover him. Fu Chen gave Ke Li a cold look: "He's not cold."

Ji Xia hurriedly ran to the table, stuffed a piece of breakfast into his mouth, and then gave up.

The trending searches were not cleared until the afternoon, and the news about Lin Tianyi caused a stir last night.

In front of the public, he always looks like a silly, white and sweet brother next door. It's unbelievable that this hammering down, but it really wiped out Ji Xia and Fu Chen.

However, there are still people who don't believe it at all, and scold everywhere on the Internet, but this is not something Ji Xia should worry about. He is practicing singing and dancing with the teacher Chen Qian found.

After all, as soon as "Yan Chu" is finished, it will be the last stage of the original group in less than a month, and then they will each solo.

Ji Xia doesn't plan to stay in the entertainment industry for a long time, after the stage, he will concentrate on behind the scenes, praising their family's Best Actor Fu.

It's just that the relationship between the two will be exposed sooner or later. He doesn't want to discredit Fu Chen because of his original bad reputation in the entertainment circle, so he has to win back on that stage no matter what.

In the following days, apart from acting, Ji Xia was practicing, or getting tired of being with Fu Chen.

Originally, after the two confirmed their relationship, Ji Xia didn't intend to tell others, but who knew that the next day after the filming of the scene, Fu Chen kissed him very naturally in front of everyone, and asked him if he was tired, which was really public in disguise.

But everyone knows it, and no one dares to say it outside. Lin Tianyi can't even do a group performance now, which is their lesson from the past. Who dares?

Soon after filming more than half of the scene, Ji Xia checked his phone during the break time of practice, and remembered that next Sunday would be Fu Chen's 32nd birthday.

It's their first birthday together, so that's not something special.

Of course, just the two of them.

Ji Xia excitedly browsed through the strategies on the Internet for a long time, but felt that it was too vulgar. He Ji Xia celebrated his boyfriend's birthday, which was the only one in the world.

He called Ke Li over while Fu Chen was acting, and handed over a bottle of mineral water in a bit of embarrassment: "Thank you, Brother Ke."

Ke Li's eyelids twitched, and he drank the mineral water Ji Xia handed over. He probably asked Brother Fu to drink Huangquan water tonight.

He quickly waved his hands: "Don't dare to take it, don't dare to take it, Mr. Yu, just tell me what you want, as long as I can help, I will take care of it for you."

Ji Xia's eyes bent: "It's not that serious, it's just... isn't Fu Chen's birthday next week, I want to ask him what he likes."

Ke Li's expression sank slightly, he coughed, and tentatively said, "Mr. Yu, do you want to give Brother Fu a good job?"

Ji Xia nodded: "Of course."

He asked casually, "Fu Chen should be fine that day, right?"

Ke Li was silent. Brother Fu is not only busy, but also a big deal.

He was going to see his crazy mother, almost every time he met, Brother Fu would go "crazy" for a few days.

This birthday probably won't pass.

Ke Li's eyes fell on Ji Xia's bright eyes, he opened his mouth and closed it again.

How can this tm tell him to speak?

This is not something he can say.