Quick Pass: Raiders That Man

After Bai Yumo took a shower, when he walked into the bedroom again, he saw Feng Yun giggling while holding his phone.

He was startled, frowned slightly, and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"I'm reading their private messages scolding me, it's so funny."

Feng Yun patted the location around him, then threw the phone aside casually, "Come, come, let's continue our discussion on man and nature."

A white towel was thrown from the air, Feng Yun was able to dodge it, but he insisted on moving forward, lying on the bed and crying the moment the towel hit his head.

"Oh, it hurts me to death, the big star's domestic violence, does anyone care?"

"Shut up, three-year-old?" Bai Yumo knew that he didn't use much force, it was at most a throw, and it was the result of the other party's own effort that he could accurately throw it to Feng Yun's face.

"Domestic violence by a big star, I promise to make it a hot search tomorrow for ten days and half a month, so that people all over the country can see Bai Yumo's true side!"

"Okay, domestic violence, right? You lie down there." Bai Yumo rolled up his sleeves, went to bed and picked up a pillow on one side, raised it high and then lowered it gently.

Feng Yun laughed muffledly, his chest heaving, this happy voice was full of indulgence and tenderness.

He stretched out his hand, hooked his fingers on Bai Yumo's loosely tied bath towel tie, and said with a smile, "Whose wife doesn't dress properly after taking a bath?"

"Someone else's." Bai Yumo angrily snatched the belt from Feng Yun's hand, and tied it tightly.

"Is that person's surname Feng? If I remember correctly, his name is Feng Yun, right?"

"There are so many people named Feng Yun in the world, which one are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about the one in front of you." Feng Yun propped up his body and leaned in front of Bai Yumo.

His dark brown eyes reflected Bai Yumo's figure very clearly, and they could only reflect Bai Yumo's figure.

Why was this man so attractive to him?

"Why..." Feng Yun held up Bai Yumo's face, "Why do I like you so much, have you drugged me?"

"I still want to ask, have you drugged me?" Bai Yumo took the initiative to lean over.

He closed his eyes and became passive again after a short time.

It was not until he lay down on the bed that he opened his eyes again, and immediately saw Feng Yun who had just left his lips.

The loose white bathrobe has been opened and closed just now, and only the belt tied into a dead knot is still holding up the last piece of cover.

"Have you decided yet? I'll give you one last chance to regret it. You still have a long time to think about it in the future, although I won't let you go."

Feng Yun held his wrist and buried his lips in his palm, his fingers could touch the skin on Feng Yun's cheek and his closed eyes.

Bai Yumo tilted his head, bent his knees and touched Feng Yun, "I'm not an indecisive person, and neither are you."

"Yeah, none of us are like that."

Feng Yun got the answer he wanted for a long time.

The wind in early autumn is still warm, but the fallen leaves dancing in the air with the wind herald the approaching of autumn.

The golden season means a good harvest, and it also means that half of the year has passed.

Bai Yumo was glad that he didn't have a job today. When he opened his eyes, even his fingers hurt.

Suddenly, I regretted that I shouldn't have listened to Feng Yun's words last night, at least not in the bathroom...

While thinking wildly, Bai Yumo felt the bed move a bit, Feng Yun propped up his body, his voice was cautious after doing something wrong, "Yumo, are you awake?"

"Yes." Bai Yumo nodded.

"Drink some water, I'll get it for you." Feng Yun got out of bed immediately, poured a glass of warm water and held Bai Yumo in his arms.

The latter moved, took a breath, and finished drinking the water before Bai Yumo said, "It is absolutely impossible to do so many times in the future."

"Yes, yes, yes, I was wrong. It will never be possible in the future." Feng Yun squatted beside the bed with his head lying on the bed. If he had the right ears, he would probably droop.

Bai Yumo raised his hand and patted his head, his voice was hoarse but still gentle, "Okay, it's fine."

"You can rest for a while, if someone finds you, I will write it down."

"Well, are you going out today?"

"If you don't go out, I will stay here forever."

"Then you come up to accompany me, eh? Don't squat on the ground."

"Okay." Feng Yun climbed onto the bed immediately.

When Bai Yumo fell asleep with his arms around him, he leaned against the head of the bed and opened his memo.

[The loving daily life of living together with a big star? 4]

I did something wrong yesterday, but today my wife forgave me after saying something to me, hehehe, my wife really loves me.

If you make a mistake once, you can't make a mistake a second time. You have to know how to measure it in the future, but my wife is really attractive. Sometimes I forget it when my mind is hot.

……

The 55th day of loving my wife.

Feng Yun finished typing with satisfaction, copied it and sent it to a website saved in his mobile phone.

Soon, someone commented on the fourth diary he posted.

First floor: Well written, don't write again next time.

The second floor: What is this writing, the character design has collapsed!If you want to write, can you write well?

Third floor: This kind of No.1 claim is unacceptable, Qiuqiu don’t write any more, can you just read the text quietly?

……

Looking at those comments, Feng Yun didn't feel sad when he was scolded by private messages, but after seeing these comments, he really felt wronged and sad.

What, why can you be happy reading those novels with bizarre settings, but just scold him like this when reading the diary written by him, is Mr. Ye a dragon?

Feng Yun curled his lips, and suddenly received a notification on his phone, beep——Han Jiang's "The Retired Soldier King and His Little Wife in the Entertainment Industry" you are following has been updated, please go and snatch the front row——

Forget it, let's go and see what other people wrote about themselves.

After quickly reading the latest chapter of [-] words, Feng Yun seriously commented on a paragraph below.

Guicun: Feng Yun would not show off his relationship with another person in order to make Bai Yumo jealous. This is very strange. He would keep a distance from others, and Bai Yumo would do the same.

After a while, he looked at the reply to his message and sighed.Well, sure enough, it still can't be so true on the Internet.

"What's wrong?" Bai Yumo just woke up when he heard Feng Yun's sigh.

He rubbed his eyes and leaned his head against Feng Yun's hard stomach.

Feng Yun handed the short essays he posted on the Internet to Bai Yumo to read, and the latter read the four short essays written by Feng Yun in a row, and then looked at the comments, and couldn't help laughing.

"You really are, I think your writing is pretty good, every line...you love me."

"As long as you think it's good, I'll stick to it and write 99 articles first." Feng Yun patted Bai Yumo's shoulder, humming a song in a good mood.

Bai Yumo was silent for a moment, then commented: "You sang very well, don't sing again next time."

Feng Yun immediately fell silent and lowered his head, "No one is perfect, I'm not a perfect fairy."

"I know." Bai Yumo patted Feng Yun's side lightly with his hand, and said with a warm smile, "If you are too perfect, I won't like you."

"Yeah, so glad I'm not perfect."

-

"Ka! How did you act? You are a guard, and you don't have any momentum! You are more sick than your master who is paralyzed in a wheelchair!"

After the director finished cursing, he beat his bald head feebly with the coiled storyboard, "Hey, rest first, rest for a while!"

After the director finished speaking, Bai Yumo got up from the wheelchair and walked to the rest area beside him.

Feng Yun, who was standing aside, tried his cheek, frowned and said, "It's a little hot..."

"The sun is too hot." Bai Yumo held up a small blowing fan and looked up at Feng Yun standing in front of him.

The latter is carefully blocking the sun with his body, which makes his side seem to be coated with a golden edge of the sun, so that everything in front of him is shrouded in shadow.

Bai Yumo laughed, "Wait for me, don't you feel bored?"

"No, it's fun."

"Yeah, it's really interesting to watch and film."

"No, it's because you're interesting." Feng Yun raised his hand and straightened Bai Yumo's hairband, "I can watch it all day long."

……

"Crap! It's pretty much the same." The director nodded at the screen shot on the computer, and he was a little satisfied. He called the screenwriter, "Do you think the assassin is the scenes of the dark guard..."

"What about the candidate?"

"That's it." The director pointed at Feng Yun, "What do you think?"

The screenwriter followed the director's finger to look over, and just at this moment, Feng Yun felt that someone was looking at him, so he turned his head to look over.

"Uh..." The screenwriter just looked at each other, and immediately turned his gaze back, "This, so fierce?"

"Well, it's not appropriate? This kind of momentum is what I want."

"Just a bodyguard, can you act?"

Bai Yumo stroked his chin, his gaze scanned Feng Yun up and down seriously.

The latter was wearing an ancient black dress at this time. With the blessing of his height and figure, this dress really gave off the feeling of an ancient assassin.

Feng Yun rubbed the back of his neck, "I've heard that this character will be your hidden guard in the future."

"Yeah, I read in the script that the prince I played saved you, the assassin, and then you became my hidden guard, and later lost your life for me." Bai Yumo talked about the outline of the plot.

"Oh, I really don't know how to act." Feng Yun felt a little awkward all over, especially looking at himself in the mirror.

Bai Yumo thought for a while, "You just bring it in, anyway, this character is that kind... People don't talk too much, you just need to keep your face expressionless, and then protect me seriously."

"If it's just that, I can try it." Feng Yun looked around the changing room, then walked to the door and locked it.

With a "click", Bai Yumo was shocked, took two steps back, and warned: "We are still filming."

"I know, I just want to hug for a while."

Feng Yun tapped his temple seriously, "Just for a while, it's really this dress, why do you think it has a belt?"

"Ancient clothes all had belts."

"That's right, that's because your waist is too thin, I need to hug you for a while." Feng Yun hugged Bai Yumo, heaving a sigh of relief, "I've always wanted to hug you, but I just found a chance."

"rogue."

"You are the only rogue, is such a rogue considered a rogue?"

"Hurry up, someone else needs to use the changing room."

"Yes, yes, what's the matter with charging? Don't you need to charge your phone? Don't you need to charge your computer? Does your husband need to charge?"

Bai Yumo laughed angrily at Feng Yun's series of questions, and he asked, "Don't you know about flash charging?"

"I'm an old model."

-

There are few stars at night, the bamboo forest is blown by the wind, and the leaves are rustling.

"I thought some wild cat jumped in, but it turned out to be a wounded wolf."

The eldest son who was sent to another country as an abandoned son had a leisurely and gentle tone, with a hint of paranoia and madness in his eyes.

He sat quietly in the wheelchair, under the light of the plain white moon, he looked like a fairy under the moon, even the white clothes were emitting light.

The assassination failed, and the hopeless assassin in black knelt on one knee under the wall, covering his bleeding waist with one hand, and propped his sword on the ground with the other.

The dark brown icy eyes clearly reflected the scene in front of him.

Shizi finally took his eyes off the assassin, and looked at the moon hanging in the sky again.

Outside the wall, the flames danced, and the footsteps of many guards were noisy and chaotic.

The assassin came back to his senses, his voice was cold, "Why didn't you shout?"

"Are you here to kill me?"

"No."

"Then why am I shouting?"

The assassin bowed his head in silence, and then said after a while: "Don't tell outsiders what happened today."

After finishing speaking, he propped up his body with difficulty and flew away.

A few days later, the son went out and was assassinated on his way. Fortunately, at the most critical moment, he rushed out alone to deal with the assassins.

Shizi showed a faint smile, "Sure enough, this is the only way to trick you out."

The assassin from a few days ago stood silent among the corpses.

"If not, follow me."

Shizi stretched out his hand, which was white and slender, with a sickly beauty.Soon, a simple and ordinary dagger was placed in the outstretched hand.

The assassin knelt on one knee, head bowed deeply in respect and submission.

Shizi smiled, and the memory ended here.

His white clothes were stained with bright blood, like plum blossoms in the snow, blooming one by one.

The assassin closed his eyes tightly and fell into a long slumber.

The prince hugged him silently, looked up slowly, and said to the young emperor: "Do it, I have already robbed all the chess pieces."

Barrage: The CP I knocked on was BE, and so was I.

Barrage: Let's go, everyone, I don't even have any memories of the next few episodes.

Barrage: God knows why I am so upset with a hidden guard who only appeared a few times, because is he handsome?

……

Feng Yun lay on his own sofa, and said to Bai Yumo, "Honey, watch this, this video."

"Well, okay, let's hang up first." Bai Yumo hung up the phone, and went over to watch the video first. This is a short plot film edited from a previous TV series - Anwei x Shizi.

"It's quite touching." He commented: "I answered the phone just now, and a magazine invited us to shoot a poster."

"Us? Why add me, I'm not a star."

"Maybe it's popular, many people like to use CP as a gimmick." Bai Yumo smiled, "But who told us to be real, let's make an official announcement after this filming, just as my contract has expired. "

"If you decide, what do you want to do in the future?"

"Hmm... let's go and see your modified car first?"