Really can't fake

Wei Jingchuan didn't really want to mention this, after all, it's been a long time, and Yu Lang is by his side now.

So he said indifferently: "In fact, even if this matter is true, it's nothing."

Song Wen made a "cut", and said very bluntly: "Put a fart on."

Wei Jingchuan gave Song Wen a cold look: "Please shut up."

Yu Lang couldn't help laughing, it's rare to see Wei Jingchuan like this, but he is really cute.

"Let's talk slowly when we get home." Yu Lang secretly reached out and squeezed Wei Jingchuan's knuckles.

Wei Jingchuan's mood improved instantly, but he didn't show anything on his face, he just said "OK" very gently.

Later, Song Wen talked about something about filming, and finished the rice noodles while chatting. Song Wen asked them: "What are the arrangements for the afternoon?"

"Continue with the task of the program group." Wei Jingchuan replied, "Shoot more material and cut your part."

Song Wen shrugged: "Then why don't you return the tea leaves to me?"

Yu Lang understands Wei Jingchuan's consideration, so it's inconvenient to talk about their past.Out of Yu Lang's own selfishness, he also didn't want Wei Jingchuan's one-way past to be revealed to others.

He hopes that Wei Jingchuan will always be glamorous, and it has nothing to do with being frustrated.

Before leaving, Song Wen gave Yu Lang a box of albums, with a minimal cover, a black circle on a white background.

"This is my song, you can listen to it." Song Wen said with a smile.

Yu Lang thanked him, Song Wen leaned closer and gave him a loose hug, and he said softly, "I'm glad that Jing Chuan got what he wanted, so please love each other well."

When Song Wen let go of him, Wei Jingchuan stepped forward to hold Yu Lang's hand, his eyes were calm, and he met Song Wen's gaze.

"How long will you stay here?" Wei Jingchuan asked him.

"Not sure, maybe settled down." Song Wen smiled at him, then waved his hand, "But now I'm going to close the shop for a lunch break."

The three said their goodbyes, and the bazaar at meal time became even more lively. Yu Lang tossed the jigsaw puzzle to play, and said, "You have a very good relationship with him."

"It's okay, Song Wen doesn't have a bad relationship with anyone." Wei Jingchuan said calmly.

"He is indeed very attractive." Yu Lang sighed.

"If you praise him again, I'll be jealous." Wei Jingchuan leaned close to Yu Lang's ear and said.

Yu Lang smiled: "It's obvious that I'm jealous of him! He's so nice, and he's still an on-screen couple with you. I'm knocked out by this level of be aesthetics, let alone a fan."

Wei Jingchuan couldn't understand the second half of his sentence, but he caught the key words of the first half, and there was a smile in his voice: "Honey, you are so cute."

"Song Wen lived a very free life. I envied him very much at that time." Wei Jingchuan said, "Director Jia is very good at casting roles. Song Wen's role was not called by this name before. Song Wen said that if he is to play, it is better to change the name. That's right, he just needs to magnify himself."

"Although I haven't finished watching the movie, Song Wen is indeed Chen Xuhan's ideal and light." Yu Lang said.

"You are mine too." Wei Jingchuan looked at him with a lake hidden in his eyes, "Ideal and light."

Yu Lang blushed a little, he raised his head, and quickly kissed the corner of Wei Jingchuan's lips: "No, I am your lover, something real, something that can be touched at any time, not abstract at all."

Zhou Yu'an and Zhang Gang were the first to return to the villa. They stayed together all day, and finally came back with a bunch of ingredients. The director team did not expect these two people to be so homely.

Holding a lollipop in his mouth, Zhou Yu'an leaned in front of the camera and said, "What do you know? This is the romance of an old man. My elder brother even carved a radish flower for me. It's so cute. Don't be jealous of me."

"I always feel like we're not recording a love variety show." Zhou Yu'an grabbed Zhang Gang who was passing by, and threw himself on his waist, sticky and didn't want to let go.

Zhang Hang let him fiddle with it, but still kindly reminded: "There is still soup in my pot."

"Brother Gang, you are so fraternal, like everyone's mother." Zhou Yu'an kissed Zhang Gang's ear, "It makes me so jealous."

Zhang Gang just laughed and deliberately didn't answer him.

Zhou Yu'an hugged him and fell back into the sofa, the two had a quarrel for a while, and then heard the sound of the door opening.

So when Yu Lang entered the door, he saw two heads protruding from the sofa.

"You guys are back." Zhou Yu'an said.

"Did you have fun today?" Zhang Gang straightened his clothes and asked him with a smile.

"Xiao Yu, tell me, Mommy, I had a great time today!" Zhou Yu'an purposely said eccentrically, Zhang Hang was so angry that he stabbed him with his elbow.

"I'm so tired." Yu Lang stuck out his tongue, "I want to take a shower first."

"Go ahead, I'll call you for dinner." Zhang Gang said.

Zhou Yu'an leaned into Zhang Gang's ear and said something, but Zhang Rong squeezed his face with a smile and pulled him down hard. By the time they had a truce, Yu Lang and Wei Jingchuan had already gone upstairs together.

Wei Jingchuan trapped Yu Lang in the bathroom, there is no camera here, Wei Jingchuan got very close, as if complaining: "I really don't want to record it."

Before Yu Lang could speak, Wei Jingchuan kissed his lips. This kiss was not gentle and full of possessiveness.

"I want to go home." Wei Jingchuan stared at Yu Lang, and slowly said this very blunt sentence, "I want to go home and fuck you well."

Yu Lang almost fell down, he hurriedly grabbed Wei Jingchuan's forearm, his eyes wandered, his ears were red, he accepted in a low voice: "Yes."

Wei Jingchuan felt a little unable to calm down now, he grabbed Yu Lang's waist and carried him into the bathroom, turned on the shower, hot water swept them all around, he kissed Yu Lang's chin, his tone was almost bewitching: "here Is that okay too?"

Yu Lang held onto Wei Jingchuan's arm tightly, his feet were still hanging in the air, and he looked at him with death-defying eyes: "It's up to you."

Wei Jingchuan pressed Yu Lang onto the tiles, unbuttoned him one by one, and asked with lowered eyes, "Are you trying to make it up to me?"

Yu Lang thought that the water was too hot, so the steam was also hot, making his heart beat like a drum.He shook his head: "No, I just want to love you."

Wei Jingchuan stopped what he was doing, hugged Yu Lang, and buried his head into his side neck in a completely dependent posture.

The clothes on both of them were soaked, and the expressions underneath couldn't be hidden, but the movements were full of warmth that had nothing to do with desire.

Yu Lang stretched out his hand, stroked Wei Jingchuan's hair to his back, and said sincerely: "Mr. Wei, I like you, I love you, not because you have loved me for many years, or because you have done a lot for me, I like you I like this person more and more every day."

Wei Jingchuan hugged him, and he found peace and tranquility in Yu Lang's arms.He has loved Yu Lang for five years, and has dreamed of him hundreds of times, but never once did Yu Lang say such things to him.

Wei Chengyu asked Wei Jingchuan when he was about to marry Yu Lang, what would he do if the real Yu Lang was different from his imagination?

At that time Wei Jingchuan didn't answer, but now Wei Jingchuan knows.

"Yu Lang, I'm so happy." Wei Jingchuan hugged him tightly, his voice muffled, with a little crying hidden at the bottom, covered by the sound of water, "I'm so happy that I love you."