The group pet, Little Fatty, debuted in the C position

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Until the disbandment of FRIST, the administration did not catch You Yi.

Krissen seemed to have made some arrangements for You Yi, and the Administration and Huo's rummaged through all the clues but could not find her.

At first, Zhu Xiaoyue was still worried that You Yi would find an opportunity to hurt Wen Yuan, but as Wen Yuan's ability to control Suzaku Phoenix improved, and with the service of He Ciyuan's nanny-level assistant, she gradually relaxed her mind.

After officially getting together that day, He Ciyuan began to behave inhumanly.

such as……

On the sofa in the living room, Wen Yuan was lying down watching TV, and after watching him, he went to He Ciyuan's arms.

After being kissed on the face for the nth time, Wen Yuan pushed He Ciyuan away in disgust: "You are blocking me from watching TV!"

Being pushed, He Ciyuan didn't let go, hugged Wen Yuan and buried his head in his neck: "It's very late."

"It's only ten o'clock!" Wen Yuan couldn't help rolling his eyes, "Are you an elderly person, there is no nightlife at all."

He Ciyuan raised his brows lightly: "Nightlife?"

Wen Yuan was still so stupid that he didn't realize what he said, and he said confidently: "Yes! Now young people have a lot of nightlife, but you are still too old."

At the age of ten thousand years, he was right.

He Ciyuan nodded in understanding, and with a wave of his hand, the TV that happened to be placed at the end turned off.

He directly hugged Wen Yuan horizontally, lifted his feet and walked upstairs.

Wen Yuan hugged his neck subconsciously in fright: "What are you doing, I haven't finished watching it yet."

He Ciyuan: "Stay overnight."

Wen Yuan:? ? ?

It was only then that Wen Yuan realized what he had said. His pretty black pupils stared round, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

When he got close to the bed, Wen Yuan was awakened immediately, shrank suddenly like being touched by fire, grabbed the quilt next to him with one hand and wrapped himself up, only showing a pair of nimble black eyes looking at He Ciyuan, blinking non-stop moving.

What do you want to do.

He Ciyuan bent down and pulled off the quilt from Wen Yuan's body: "Don't you want a nightlife? Wrap yourself up for a nightlife."

Wen Yuan softened his voice: "I was wrong, I'll go to bed right away."

"late."

Seeing that he could not be convinced, Wen Yuan began to use another method.

He lay down on the bed and started to roll: "I'm going to sleep! Get out of here!"

He Ciyuan: "This is my room."

Wen Yuan: "But he is mine now!"

He Ciyuan: ...

He Ciyuan endured it, and finally picked up the quilt that was pulled aside, covered Wen Yuan, and said angrily, "Sleep!"

Wen Yuan stopped messing around with a wink, lay obediently beside He Ciyuan, and closed his eyes.

The next day, Wen Yuan had an interview, and He Ciyuan dug him out of the quilt early, and sat in the living room blankly after eating breakfast.

sleepy

Wen Yuan's eyes were dull, but this interview had been postponed for several days, and he couldn't push it anymore, so he could only force himself to take the car to the company.

He Ciyuan received a new clue from Huo Junmo, so he did not follow Wen Yuan.

……

After bringing Wen Yuan up with one hand, Yan Rui quickly developed the studio.

After FRIST terminated the contract, Yan Rui rented a three-story office building with a good location, officially expanded the studio, and signed new artists.

But these new artists are brought by newly recruited managers. After Wen Yuan asked him why he didn't bring the artists himself, he replied.

"Didn't I still take you with me? Just one of you is enough."

Wen Yuan hadn't been moved by the light words for ten seconds before he arranged this interview for Wen Yuan.

Fortunately, the interview was not very long. Not long after, Wen Yuan came out of the set interview room and saw Yan Rui waiting outside.

Yan Rui skillfully handed over masks, hats and other covering tools: "Go out for lunch? Why didn't your family come out with you today?"

"Working." Wen Yuan put the hat on his head and put on a mask, "I want to eat your sweet and sour pork ribs."

Yan Rui complained: "I haven't gotten tired of eating it for more than two years."

Although he complained, Yan Rui still indulged Wen Yuan. He took out his mobile phone: "Then call Ren Zian to go back together, so as not to have to bring him a meal later."

"okay."

Ren Zian, who is currently the chief dance teacher of the studio, came out of the practice room on the top floor, and pinched Wen Yuan's face through a mask: "It's rare to come to the company, you little slacker."

"I'm not lazy." Wen Yuan pouted.

As soon as Wen Yuan turned on the TV and was about to choose a variety show for dinner, he heard a shout from the kitchen: "Both of you, whoever goes to the yard to pull some green onions and come back!"

After Ren Zian came back, he went upstairs to change clothes, and Wen Yuan said "I'll go", then turned and went to the backyard.

Yan Rui's villa yard is out of tune with the exquisite yards of other houses around him. Among the surrounding flowers blooming, his yard is full of all kinds of vegetables, especially the row of small green onions that grow gratifyingly against the wall. Rui has to water it every day.

Wen Yuan pulled out a few green onions according to the usual amount, stood up and prepared to go back, but he saw a bright color in the corner of his eye.

He was stunned, squinting his eyes and looking through the gap in the fence, just in time to meet the embarrassed You Yi.

Oh wow.

How come it's me again!

Wen Yuan ran away without turning his head. You Yi was just an ordinary human being, and even if she had done many things with Krissen before, she would not be his opponent.

You Yi obviously knew this too, so she didn't rush to attack, but kept a distance and looked at Wen Yuan from afar.

What does she want to do?

Just when Wen Yuan was puzzled, You Yi walked towards the yard, and finally stopped in front of the fence.

"You look very happy." You Yi's eyes were gloomy, she sneered a few times, "I hope you can be so happy in the future."

Wen Yuan didn't speak, but his expression had expressed what he wanted to say.

Seeing "You're talking shit" written all over Wen Yuan's face, You Yi suddenly raised her head and laughed loudly: "I hid for two years just for today."

Wen Yuan was even more confused. Seeing You Yi who seemed to be going crazy, he raised his hand and called He Ciyuan.

The phone was dialed, but strangely, the other party did not answer.

Seeing the weird expression on You Yi's face, an incredible thought suddenly popped up in Wen Yuan's mind.

Didn't He Ciyuan follow the clues to find You Yi today?Why now You Yi appeared in front of him, but He Ciyuan couldn't contact him.

Is it...

It shouldn't be, He Ciyuan is the Dao of Heaven, there should not be many people who can hurt him.

You Yi broke Wen Yuan's conjecture: "If you rush back now, you should be able to see him for the last time."

Seeing Wen Yuan's expression changed, You Yi was even more proud.

At that moment, Wen Yuan's breathing stopped for a while.

He couldn't believe it, how could He Ciyuan die under You Yi's hands, even Collison could handle it easily.

Wen Yuan couldn't believe it. When the management personnel contacted in advance arrived, he turned around and disappeared from the spot.

The person in charge of the management bureau just wanted to communicate with the offspring of the two great beasts, but he was puzzled to see him leaving in a hurry.

Wen Yuan returned to the villa, just in time to see He Ciyuan leaning on the sofa, and rushed over.

"Are you OK!"

Wen Yuan put his arms around He Ciyuan's neck, and buried himself in him, sobbing: "How are you doing now? Isn't You Yi an ordinary human being? How could she still hurt you?"

From an angle that Wen Yuan couldn't see, He Ciyuan turned from surprise to approval.

Wen Yuan's sad eyes were red, he sniffed and wanted to say something, but he heard He Ciyuan's suppressed cough.

"What's the matter?" Wen Yuan quickly got up from He Ciyuan.

He Ciyuan thought about what a seriously injured person would look like from his thin memory, but the monsters are strong and healthy, or they will die without ashes, and they can jump up and down as long as they have a breath, there is really no such thing serious injury experience.

Fortunately, he watched many TV shows with Wen Yuan these days, and managed to learn a little.

Wen Yuan heard He Ciyuan coughing with difficulty, and hugged his arm: "I'll pour you a glass of water, and I'll call Dad over."

"No, no need." He Ciyuan said weakly, "Give me some time, I can rest well."

The tails of Wen Yuan's eyes were still red, and there were still crystal tears on his eyelashes: "But—"

He Ciyuan beckoned for Wen Yuan to sit beside him.

He pretended to sit up with difficulty, and kissed Wen Yuan lightly on the forehead.The fiery breath rushed to the face, and then slowly moved down.

Finally, the thin lips with a cool touch touched Wen Yuan's lips.

"baby."

"He Ciyuan." Wen Yuan held He Ciyuan's clothes tightly, speaking with a nasal voice.

"The power of Dao is somewhat similar to mine. I have a method here to make my injury heal faster."

Wen Yuan asked in a low voice, "What method?"

He sensitively felt that something was wrong, but Wen Yuan had long been dazed by the kiss just now, and his mind was so muddled that he couldn't move at all.

The lights in the living room were turned off under He Ciyuan's control, leaving only a dim night light.

The moonlight diffused to the window, touched the scenery inside the house, and quietly hid in the clouds.

At the last second before Wen Yuan fell asleep, a sentence suddenly flashed through his mind.

The sofa is so soft, and... thankfully there is a thick carpet on the floor!