Raised by bigots, I ran away

Su Nanchuan was taken aback.

He blinked his big bright eyes, ignorant and dazed, and replied seriously: "I'll bring you a midnight snack."

"I, I didn't throw myself into my arms, didn't you say, let me, let me..."

Su Nanchuan's ears felt hot and he couldn't speak anymore.

Yan Qinyang closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the expression in his eyes was dim and unclear in the dark study room.

He let go of Su Nanchuan, took a step back, turned away from looking at him, and said in a low voice, "Come back next time when you get dressed."

Su Nanchuan paused: "I'm ready."

Yan Yangyang pursed his lips and did not speak.

In the dim study room, there was no more sound, and the surroundings fell into silence.

Then Yan Hydro said: "Go back."

Su Nanchuan: "Then I'll go first, you come back early to rest."

Su Nanchuan turned and left the study.

When he returned to the bedroom, he ran into the bathroom again, stood in front of the full-length mirror in the bathroom, and looked at himself in the mirror.

The eyes of the person in the mirror are wet, the skin is like snow, the lips are red and the teeth are white, the ends of black hair are a little damp because they have just been washed, the gray silk bathrobe is loosely worn on the body, the front is slightly opened because of the action, and the white neck To the collarbone, and all the way down...

Su Nanchuan stared at himself in the mirror, like a young but ripe fruit, strange yet familiar.

He looked at it for a while, then tightened the front of the front a little, and walked out of the bathroom.

After coming out of the bathroom, Su Nanchuan leaned directly on the big bed with his mobile phone.

Yan Qinyang's bed was big and soft, and he was too lazy to think about it when he was stuck in it.

Su Nanchuan rolled twice on the big bed, and finally lay down on the bed, flipping through his phone while thinking about Yan Yang.

Yan Qingyang doesn't know when he will finish his work, after he finishes tonight, he should still go back to sleep here.

Su Nanchuan blushed when he thought of Yan Yangyang saying that he had slept in the same bed with him these days.

He thought he was really stupid, Yan Yang didn't let him live in the guest room from the beginning, he lived in Yan Yang's room from the beginning, slept on Yan Yang's bed, covered with Yan Yang's quilt, But it never occurred to him that if Yan Yang didn't go back to his own room to sleep, where else could he go to sleep?

Also, did he really slip into Yan Han's arms when he fell asleep?Like when I was a child?

Su Nanchuan rolled over again on the bed, his cheeks were hot, and he felt that he couldn't think about it anymore.

He took out his mobile phone and clicked on WeChat, and found that there were more than a dozen new messages in the work group. Su Nanchuan thought that the group could chat so well while eating hot pot, but when he scrolled up the chat history, he saw Xiao Ai 10 minutes ago. @ He, said that when he came out of the hot pot restaurant just now, he met paparazzi and was photographed.

Su Nanchuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and replied: [It's okay. 】

Xiao Ai: [It shouldn't be a big deal, the paparazzi just took a few photos. 】

Su Nanchuan: [Well, I see. 】

Recently, a variety show where Zhan Le was a flying guest was on the air, and Zhan Le made a trending search because of an interesting meme, and his popularity was rising, and the paparazzi followed suit.However, if the paparazzi of a normal work party can take pictures, they will take pictures, and if they post it, it will be regarded as free popularity. Su Nanchuan is not worried.

After reading the news in the work group, Su Nanchuan went to check Moments.

Most of his WeChat friends are people in the industry who have contacted at work, and sometimes they will post some projects or some news in the industry.

Su Nanchuan browsed slowly, but at this moment, the phone vibrated twice, and it was Xiao Ai again.

Su Nanchuan clicked on the chat interface with Xiao Ai, and saw a message from Xiao Ai: [Brother Nanchuan, the paparazzi caught Brother Zhanle with a stinky face when he came out of the hot pot restaurant, so he sent a marketing account. 】

Xiao Ai sent a link, followed by a picture.

Su Nanchuan clicked on the picture first, and saw that Zhan Le was wearing a black sweater, looking angrily at the camera.

Su Nanchuan clicked on the link again, it was a blog post just posted by a marketing account.

【#展乐和工作人晚夜餐餐#, it is reported that Zhanle filmed commercials in Hongli Park and Chaoxin SOHO today, and had dinner with the staff after the filming.When the result came out, Zhan Le's expression was very bad, his eyes were full of anger, what happened? 】

Su Nanchuan: ...

There are also a few photos under this Weibo, all of which are Zhan Le's fierce face.

Su Nanchuan: [What happened to him?Really bad face all the time? 】

Xiao Ai: [Yes! 】

Xiao Ai: [I don't know what's wrong, I've been keeping a cold face since the commercial was filmed, and I dare not ask. 】

Su Nanchuan: [Well, I see. 】

Su Nanchuan forwarded this Weibo link to He Wei, and He Wei usually handles such matters.

Su Nanchuan exited the chat interface with Xiao Ai, clicked on Kaizhangle's WeChat, and thought about sending a message: [On the first day you entered the circle, the first thing He Weige taught you was to be on any occasion outside. Do a good job in facial expression management. If you still can't learn it, I don't mind letting you go to He Wei for training. 】

In fact, expression management in public places is an essential skill for every artist. No matter how angry or happy you are at this time, you must control your expressions well, because it is impossible to say who will take pictures of your expressions at any time. Sometimes look at the pictures and talk, and make a big fuss.

This time Zhan Le is gathering with the staff, which is not actually a public occasion, but a private itinerary for him.But Zhan Le is still young after all, and his emotions are always on his face, so He Wei has always emphasized that as long as he goes out, Zhan Le must pay attention to his expression management.Especially when paparazzi began to follow Zhan Le a while ago, Zhan Le had to pay more attention.

Unexpectedly, this person not only didn't pay attention, but also got angry directly at the paparazzi camera.

That is to say, Zhanle is still a third-line small traffic, and not many people pay attention.But even so, some black fans have ridiculed Zhanle's bad personality and not getting along well with the staff, and said that the staff would definitely not be able to bear him.

Su Nanchuan directly sent the black fan's remarks to Zhan Le.

Not long after, Zhan Le replied to his WeChat: [That silly b paparazzi dared to secretly take pictures of me, I didn't beat him because I have a good temper. 】

Su Nanchuan: […]

Zhan Le: [You also said that I have a bad face. Is it because your manager is not responsible!Who told you to leave early! 】

Su Nanchuan: […]

Su Nanchuan: [Sorry, I don't take the blame. 】

Su Nanchuan: [Stop talking, He Wei will solve the matter, you pay attention next time, bear with it if you can bear it.sleep early. 】

Su Nanchuan quit WeChat after sending, and directly set the Do Not Disturb mode.

It's not that he doesn't want to preach Zhan Le anymore, but that he still understands Zhan Le. Although this person's willful and impulsive personality is spoiled, he comes and goes quickly, and sometimes he needs to be dealt with coldly.

Seeing that this person wanted to argue with him about his early departure today, Su Nanchuan didn't want to explain too much to him at night, so he decisively dealt with it coldly.

Su Nanchuan turned off his cell phone and put it on the bedside table. His eyelids were a little heavy at the moment, so he turned off the big light above his head, only turned on the small light by the bed, and got into bed.

The quilt was full of light and familiar aura. He didn't know that Yan Yangyang was sleeping on this bed before, but now that he knew it, he just felt that his whole body was surrounded by Yan Yangyang's aura.

He was sleepy, but not too sleepy.

He wanted to wait for Yan Kangyang to come back.

But gradually, Su Nanchuan still couldn't resist the drowsiness and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and after an unknown amount of time, the door of the bedroom opened gently.

Yan Hanyang walked in from the outside and stepped on the soft blanket in the bedroom.

He had already taken a shower, and his body exuded a faint smell of bath liquid. He walked to the bedside and looked at Su Nanchuan quietly.

Su Nanchuan turned his back to him, motionless, and fell into a deep sleep.

Yan Qinyang lifted the quilt, and as soon as he lay down, Su Nanchuan, whose back was facing him, suddenly turned around and plunged into his arms, muttering: "Brother."

Yan Qinyang's whole body was stiff, while Su Nanchuan's body was hot and soft, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, and ripples rippled instantly.

Yan Qingyang couldn't help but think of Su Nanchuan standing under the light in the dim study room, his hair was slightly wet, his big eyes were wet and he looked over, the pajamas he was wearing, with the front open, revealing his snow-white collarbone...

Some people are always teasing without knowing it.

The volcano hidden under the lake couldn't help but want to erupt.

But Yan Yangyang resisted pushing the person in his arms away.

He spent these few nights like this. At first, he thought Su Nanchuan did it on purpose, but later he found that the man was really asleep, so he got into his arms unconsciously.

Just like when I was young.

It's just that when he was young, he didn't know that there was a volcano under the lake of his heart.

Now that he has grown up, with frequent volcanic activities, Yan Kangyang endures the torment every night, but he is not willing to push people away from his arms.

He closed his eyes, sighed, and hugged the person in his arms even tighter. With great effort, he suppressed the volcano that was about to erupt in his heart.

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When Su Nanchuan woke up the next day, Yan Qinyang had already gone to work early.

Su Nanchuan sat on the bed in a daze for a moment, still not quite sure whether Yan Qingyang slept next to him last night.

He threw himself on Yan Hanyang's pillow, hugged the pillow like a puppy and smelled it, it seemed that there was a faint familiar fragrance, which was the same bath liquid smell as his own.

Is this the smell of Yan Kangyang?

Su Nanchuan's face was flushed, since Yan Yang was not here at the moment, he groaned and stayed on the side where Yan Yang had slept, and sat up after a while, intending to get up.

Zhan Le has no schedule today, and Su Nanchuan naturally doesn't have to go out, and if there is no accident, Yan Tanyang may have locked the door of the villa again when he left.

Although Su Nanchuan thought this way, he still had a little hope in his heart, but he went to the entrance and pushed the doorknob, but the door couldn't be opened.

Su Nanchuan sighed, and resigned himself to returning to the restaurant for breakfast.

After breakfast, Su Nanchuan was bored, wandering around the villa, looking here and there.

There are no decorations in Yan Yangyang's villa, but Su Nanchuan looked at it very carefully.

He turned and muttered: "Can I put potted flowers here?"

"Can I put a small Totoro ornament here? Last time I went shopping with Xiao Ai to a home furnishing store, I saw a very cute one."

"You can also put some flowers here..."

Su Nanchuan walked around the first and second floors, finally opened the door to the backyard, moved a chair and sat in the sun to bask in the sun.

The author has something to say: Pay attention to the place where Su Nanchuan wandered around in the villa at the end!

I will take the exam later!