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

The rain was pouring, and the sky and the earth were white. Sitting in the coffee shop facing the street, Ji Xia carefully identified every pedestrian coming out of the opposite hospital through the glass.

Ji Xia gently pinched the edge of the table with his fingers, afraid that he would miss such a heavy rain, and wondered whether Fu Chen didn't bring an umbrella.

Finally, a tall figure appeared at the entrance of the hospital, and Ji Xia immediately recognized that it was Fu Chen, and leaned forward, sticking to the glass to observe.

It's a pity that the rain is too heavy, Ji Xia can't see clearly that Fu Chen's mood is stable and unstable, and his happiness value has not fluctuated anymore. He doesn't know whether Fu Chen is happy or not, and whether he has been wronged.

Ji Xia bit his lip, a little anxious, he really wanted to rush over to have a look, but he couldn't.

Through the rain curtain, he saw Fu Chen bent down and said something to Ke Li, and then Ke Li reluctantly beat him away, leaving only Fu Chen standing under the eaves of the hospital with something.

Grass?

How did Ke Li become a manager?Such a heavy rain left Fu Chen here alone?

Ji Xia strongly suppressed his desire to run over, and just stared at Fu Chen for a few minutes, wondering if Fu Chen was waiting for someone.

A sour and numb feeling climbed into his heart, and Ji Xia's bright eyes suddenly dimmed.Who is Fu Chen waiting for? Who else is more important than himself? It's fine if you don't tell him about this, but someone else knows, and it's the "other" who sent Ke Lizhi away to see him alone.

Whatever Ji Xia thought in his heart, he took out his phone and turned on the camera, zooming in and out with two fingers, and finally he was able to see the situation on Fu Chen's side.

He wanted to see who Fu Chen and the others were.

"buzz"

As a result, the phone vibrated and Fu Chen's caller ID popped up.

Ji Xia was so frightened that he almost lost his phone. If Fu Chen wasn't looking at his side, he almost thought he had been discovered.

Ji Xia connected with a little guilt, and Fu Chen's deep voice mixed with the sound of rain came into his ears: "Sweet."

There is an undeniable tiredness inside.

Ji Xia's eye sockets became sore.

Ji Xia: "I'm here."

Ji Xia touched the glass with his finger: "Is it raining over there?"

Fu Chen hummed lightly.

Ji Xia looked at him: "Have you brought an umbrella?"

"Bring it."

Ji Xia gripped the phone tightly, looked at Fu Chen up and down, there was nothing like an umbrella at all.

fraud.

Subconsciously, Ji Xia picked up the umbrella next to him and stood up, walked to the door and turned back, did Fu Chen really want him to know all this?

Thinking over the same question over and over again, Ji Xia's clothes were about to be torn apart by him.

"It's raining and the shutdown is over. I can't go back today."

The calm and self-restrained words hit Ji Xia's heart word by word: "Tian Tian, ​​I want to spend time with you today."

"Say happy birthday to me, okay?"

The sudden softness and fragility broke the string in Ji Xia's mind with a "bang", and he rushed into the rain with an umbrella.

"Fu Chen, quickly look across."

Fu Chen raised his eyes, and Ji Xia, who was holding an azure blue umbrella, rushed at the red light and shook his hand desperately.

There were still seven seconds left before the red light, and the eyes of the two had already met. In the humid air, it almost ignited, entangled and heated up rapidly.

Ji Xia now has only one thought in his mind, to go to Fu Chen's side and hug him.

Finally jumping into the green light, while Ji Xia was rushing to the opposite side, Fu Chen also strode over, hugged Ji Xia's waist, and pulled him into his arms with such strength that he seemed to want to rub Ji Xia into his body.

Ji Xia stood on tiptoe and wrapped his arms around his neck: "Happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday..."

He kept repeating these four words: "Fu Chen, as long as you are willing to listen, I will tell you for the rest of my life. I will use a loudspeaker to yell at your head every day."

Under the thin clothes, the hot body is clinging to her, and her breath is moist and lingering.Fu Chen cursed in a low voice.He hugged Ji Xia hard, and dragged Ji Xia to the opposite side with a half hug and half pull.

Ji Xia vaguely realized something, his heart was beating wildly, the tip of his ear was so red that it was almost bleeding, he held Fu Chen's hand tightly.

Fu Chen turned his head to look at him, his suppressed and gloomy gaze made Ji Xia's heart skip a beat and his whole body was electrified, his curled eyelashes trembling non-stop.

Ji Xia was dragged by Fu Chen to the nearest hotel across the street, with his head down, he watched him go through the formalities quickly from the corner of his eye.

Swipe your card and open the door.

Before Ji Xia could react, Fu Chen dragged him in and kissed against the door.

The two of them were already drenched, but their body temperature was astonishingly hot. Fu Chen's kiss was fierce and heavy, as if he wanted to vent out his uncontrollable emotions. Ji Xia couldn't bear the kiss after a while, and the corners of his mouth slipped with crystal silver.

Ji Xia's whole body was weak, and he was about to be out of breath. He whimpered and pushed Fu Chen lightly, but his lower lip was bitten punishingly, and his arm was raised high and pressed against the door, and the kiss became more and more fierce.

Ji Xia's heart suddenly felt wronged, and his eyes moistened.

Even at this time, Fu Chen was very sensitive to Ji Xia's emotional changes, he pecked and kissed the end of Ji Xia's bright red eyes: "Sweet, baby, don't cry."

"I take it lightly."

Having said that, Fu Chen's hands didn't stop in the slightest. He picked up Ji Xia in one hand, and took off Ji Xia's clothes while walking towards the bedroom.

If you can't take it off, you can pull it off, if you can't pull it off, you can tear it off, and the atmosphere in the room becomes charming and ambiguous.

As soon as Ji Xia landed on the bed, he couldn't help crawling in. Fu Chen's suppressed emotions and unfamiliar ruthlessness made him feel a little scared. He didn't expect that Fu Chen would drag him back by his ankle as soon as he turned over.

Fu Chen pulled off the tie with one hand, tied Ji Xia's wrist with his own without hesitation, crossed his fingers, and said in an extremely gentle tone, "Baby, do I have a birthday present?"

Ji Xia's neck was gently rubbed by Fu Chen with his cheeks, and he was willing to be deceived and indulged in this rare tenderness and coquettishness: "You, what do you want, I told you...the stars will be picked for you too... "

Fu Chen bit his ear: "I want you."

The torrential rain outside the window was getting bigger and bigger, and it hit the window "snapping", and the flowers that had just bloomed on the balcony were smashed by the rain, and the soft and delicate petals kneaded to produce pink flower juice, which fell to the ground.

The crying didn't stop until the middle of the night.

Ji Xia fell asleep until the next afternoon, only to wake up feeling sore all over, with a hoarse voice, and couldn't even lift his arms.

He squinted his eyes, blocked the light with his hands, and saw that Fu Chen was wearing a black shirt and lowered his voice on the phone - obviously he had just woken up, so he deliberately walked away in case he would be woken up by answering the phone.

Ji Xia's eyes couldn't help sliding down the exposed arm muscle lines, the messy and lingering memories of last night quickly rushed to his forehead, and his cheeks were slightly red.

Ji Xia shrank her neck and buried her face in the quilt, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but lift up bit by bit.

"woke up?"

Ji Xia was pulled out of the quilt, raised his eyes and saw something energetic, his eyelids twitched, he struggled and retracted.His voice trembled a little: "What are you doing, get dressed."

Fu Chen let out a low laugh, and slowly put on his clothes. His tone was light and light: "Didn't you see me yesterday?"

Ji Xia was buried under the quilt, feeling ashamed and angry, and couldn't help but sit up from under the quilt: "Shut up, shut up."

The air fell silent, Ji Xia met Fu Chen's darkened gaze, his heart skipped a beat, he looked down at his upper body exposed to the air, covered with red marks, and got into the quilt angrily and covered his head with the pillow: "You bully people, You know how to bully me."

Fu Chen bent down and stretched his hand into the quilt: "Is this called bullying you?"

Ji Xia trembled all over, his body stiffened and he didn't move: "What are you doing?"

Fu Chen leaned over to kiss the tip of his nose, coaxing: "Hey, let me see if it's still swollen."

Ji Xia threw a pillow over: "Get lost."

The two quarreled for a while, and finally Ji Xia had time to put on his pajamas, and nestled lazily in the pillow.

Fu Chen stroked his hair: "I'm going to serve breakfast."

Ji Xia hummed weakly.

Fu Chen conjured a white rose as if by magic. The black decorative paper package was very delicate, and he placed it by his pillow casually: "It's for you."

As the footsteps faded away, Ji Xia's eyes lit up. He held it in front of his eyes and turned it around, his eyes bent like crescent moons.

Fu Chen should have bought the flowers yesterday. The wrapping paper was wet from the rain, and there were a few rain marks on the petals, but they bloomed well.

It's not that Ji Xia has never seen flowers before, but he can't get enough of the one in front of him. Joy is like exploded cotton candy, filling his chest softly and sweetly.

Flowers from boyfriend.

Perhaps after looking at it for too long and carefully, Ji Xia suddenly found that there seemed to be something wrong with the package. Could it be that Fu Chen gave him some surprises?

Ji Xia directly pulled the rose out of the package, the too short flower branch caught his attention, of course what caught his attention most was the above sentence

——Does my barren interior also please you?

Ji Xia understood in an instant, he sniffed, his eyes were red.

When Fu Chen came in with his breakfast, he saw Ji Xiaban leaning against the head of the bed, the mutilated rose pinned to his ear, and a little bit of the black and delicate hair fell on it.

Ji Xia looked at him quietly, and stroked the broken part of the flower branch with her fingers: "This is the most beautiful rose I have ever seen."

"Fu Chen, roses are too dim for you. In my eyes, you are shining stars."

"So, this star, can you come here and give me a hug?"

Fu Chen suddenly realized that the gaps that had been there all along were completely filled at this moment. Those pains and unbearable pasts that had turned into faded film were completely pulled away from his body and vanished into thin air. In front of him was a radiant and prosperous future. .

He walked over to hug Ji Xia and kissed him extremely tenderly.

"Baby, thank you for showing up."

Ji Xia asked the crew for three days' leave, and stayed in the hotel with Fu Chen to watch movies and discuss the script, plain and warm.

About that day, Fu Chen didn't ask him how he knew he was there. Ji Xia was nervous at first, but later found out that Fu Chen thought he had investigated his background.

To some extent, it is true, but he uses the system.

But Ji Xia was still a little embarrassed, even though they had reached this point, he still didn't know if Fu Chen would let him know this, he didn't know why he got into this corner and couldn't get out.

Fu Chen seemed to see his uneasiness, and kissed his forehead: "If it makes you love me more, I don't mind making it worse."

Ji Xia quickly pouted and kissed him: "If you say such things again, I will get angry."

Fu Chen kissed him on the cheek: "Okay, don't say anything."

Three days passed quickly, and Ji Xia was about to return to the set with Fu Chen, but just as he walked out, he was blocked at the door of the room by a distraught Qiao Dong.

He was pushing a wheelchair in his hand, and sitting on it was a woman in a blue and white striped hospital gown, with Fu Chen vaguely visible in her eyebrows and eyes.

Ji Xia keenly noticed that Fu Chen's breath had cooled down, he squeezed Fu Chen's palm, and bent his eyes at him.

Qiao Dong, this is bankruptcy.