I became popular after reuniting with my wealthy ex-boyfriend

This sentence fell into Song Yan's ears, as if it was a little itchy, itching all the way to his heart.

But before he was given much time to react, Sheng Yun pulled his arm away with such force that he staggered a little.

Xu Shi realized that he was about to be dragged down, Sheng Yun let go of Song Yan's hand, wrapped his arms around his shoulders and brought him into his arms, took him a few hundred meters with strides, and turned into a corner in the hallway.

Song Yan opened his mouth: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, he was pressed against the wall by Sheng Yun. Although the back of his head was gently supported, he still closed his eyes subconsciously, and the back of his neck stiffened suddenly.

He opened his eyes and saw Sheng Yun put his hands beside his ears, lowered his head and looked at him silently.

Song Yan pursed his lips, under such staring eyes, the force of alcohol that was forcibly suppressed suddenly came up again, and it seemed to burn even more, spreading to his cheeks and the corners of his eyes.

He looked at Sheng Yun as if he was about to drown in this deep pool, and for a moment he couldn't see what kind of emotion was surging in it.

Sheng Yun didn't speak all the time, Song Yan was a little at a loss by such eyes, and subconsciously said: "You..."

In the dim light, Song Yan seemed to see Sheng Yun raising his eyebrows, and then interrupted him loudly.

Sheng Yun: "You came out to see him?"

Song Yan opened his eyes wide, a little flustered, and quickly explained: "No, I just felt a little hot after drinking, so I came out to wash my face, and then I ran into him."

After Song Yan finished explaining, he waited for Sheng Yun's reaction.

But Sheng Yun didn't speak, and still looked at him silently, Song Yan couldn't see the change in his expression, and became more and more flustered.

"Really." Song Shengsheng was afraid that he would not believe him, and he didn't want any unnecessary misunderstanding between himself and Sheng Yun at all, so he hurriedly added, "Otherwise, you can ask him!"

Having said that, Song Yan became a little angry, and didn't understand why this Chi Chao had to come out and say something inexplicable to himself, so that now...

"You said you liked me?"

Sheng Yun spoke in a low voice, and Song Yan's voice stopped abruptly.

He felt that he had heard wrongly, and he didn't dare to react for a while.

Sheng Yun repeated it again, with a provocative tone in his tone: "You only like me?"

Song Yan: "..."

Now he heard it clearly, and he understood it, and he could hear that there was no hint of anger in Sheng Yun's tone, but the sense of satisfaction like success was more obvious.

The stone hanging in his heart suddenly disappeared, and while he breathed a sigh of relief, he slowly felt ashamed and annoyed, and said in a bad mood:

"You've heard it all, why are you asking?"

Sheng Yun hooked his lips: "Who said I heard it, but I didn't hear it clearly, so I have to confirm it."

Song Yan pursed her thin lips tightly, it's no wonder that Xin Dao would believe your nonsense.

He tilted his head, refusing to meet Sheng Yun's gaze.

Sheng Yun chuckled, touched his forehead lightly, slid his hand down to hold his chin, and leaned forward: "The face is so hot."

Song Yan only felt that the place where Sheng Yun's fingers touched was itchy, slightly cold and numb, which made him hide subconsciously, and said in a low voice, "I told you, the stamina of wine is too strong."

Sheng Yun put down his hand, leaned closer, and kissed his ear gently, and a slight breath fell in his ear: "Is it just the strength of alcohol?"

Song Yan shrank his neck, trying to break free a little impatiently: "...don't make trouble."

Sheng Yun's breath traveled from the base of his ears to the corners of his eyes, and kissed the slightly moist corners of his eyes, and then slid down to the cheekbones, the tip of the nose, and the lower lip.

Song Yan closed his eyes, his slender eyelashes trembling uncontrollably, as if he was expecting something, but also seemed to be avoiding something.

Sheng Yun was like teasing a kitten with a feather cat teasing stick, he was still unwilling to let go of this kiss. The breath of peppermint lingered at the tip of Song Yan's nose, together with the catalytic effect of alcohol, pushed his remaining sanity to the brink of collapse .

Before the next time Sheng Yun's breath disappeared from the corner of his lips, Song Yan suddenly raised his head, leaned forward without hesitation, and tore and shredded the thin layer of paper between the two of them.

In the dark corridor, in the corner where no one knows, they embraced each other.

The breathing of both of them was extremely disordered. Before Song Yan was almost suffocated, a faint voice came from a distance, which made his pupils shrink suddenly, and he regained consciousness, and pushed Sheng Yun away:

"Someone."

Sheng Yun's eyes were gloomy, his whole body exuded an aggressive desire not to wait, and he said in a low voice, "What are you afraid of?"

Song Yan's attitude became a little tougher, and his force to push him away also increased: "...No."

Sheng Yun looked at him, covered up the overflowing emotions in his eyes for a while, straightened his body, and stepped back a few steps.

Song Yan stood a few steps away, adjusted his breathing, carefully tidied up the slightly messed up neckline, glanced at Sheng Yun, and said for a while: "Sorry."

Sheng Yun looked at him: "Why do you apologize?"

He paused, then laughed for a while and said, "It's like I'm some kind of beast in clothes."

Song Yan was startled, but he didn't expect him to think about it in that direction. His ears felt hot again, and he shook his head and said, "...No, I thought you would think that I wanted to...keep it from others."

Sheng Yun said: "That's nothing to be sorry about."

He stepped forward and rubbed the top of Song Yan's head: "Your and my identities are here, it's normal for you to want to hide it, why would I be angry?"

Song Yan didn't say anything, and felt that the touch on the top of his head was solid and gentle.

Sheng Yun withdrew his hand and said, "As long as you don't want to push me away."

Song Yan lowered his eyes, was silent for a few seconds, and said in a low voice: "Do you really have to think about it? I..."

Sheng Yun didn't wait for him to finish, so he walked out of the corridor: "Go back, they really have to come out to look for it later."

Song Yan's words were interrupted, he looked up at Sheng Yun's leaving back, and sighed softly.

I will cause you trouble in the future.

I'm afraid you'll regret it.

After the reception, Song Yan took Sheng Yun's car home.

Originally he wanted to go back by himself, but Sheng Yun was very persistent, preferring to wait until he sent everyone away from the bar, and finally left.

Lu Jin originally wanted to take Sheng Yun's car, but when he saw Song Yan, he immediately changed his mind and called the driver obediently.

Song Yan got into the car, but he didn't come back to his senses: "When did Director Lu know about us..."

Sheng Yun said: "It was a long time ago."

Song Yan was shocked and said, "How early is very early?"

Sheng Yun glanced at him: "Don't worry about so many things, can you hold so many things in your little head?"

Song Yan didn't ask any more questions, he was really sleepy.

The strength of the alcohol, coupled with the warmth of the car's air conditioner, really forced his eyelashes down.

After driving for more than ten minutes, Song Yan fell asleep.

Sheng Yun saw that he was sleeping with his head bit by bit, so he moved closer to him, and gently reached out to support his head on his shoulder.

He raised his head, saw the driver Xiao Wang looking at him through the rearview mirror, and smiled furtively.

Sheng Yun raised his eyebrows and said softly, "What are you laughing at?"

Xiao Wang, standing on the front line of CP, shook his head again and again: "It's nothing, nothing."

Sheng Yun paused, then said softly, "Don't reveal it."

Xiao Wang's sense of secrecy is very good, and Sheng Yun trusts him in this regard, and he has never made any mistakes before.

But Sheng Yun still wanted to ask one more question as well.

Xiao Wang nodded and said seriously, "Don't worry."

Sheng Yun tilted his head to look at Song Yan who was sleeping on his shoulder. The cat's eyelashes were tightly closed, like a bunch of slightly curved feathers. Every tremor with the vibration of the car seemed to scratch his heart.

He looked away, looked out of the car, his Adam's apple slipped.

Sheng Yun didn't think that Song Yan's reluctance to make it public was a bad thing. Ever since he learned about his life experience, he understood his cautiousness.

And why are you so afraid of being secretly photographed.

Standing on his own background and standpoint, sometimes he can't understand the predicament Song Yan is facing, but he knows that there are many people in this mixed circle who can say very vicious words.

But there is one thing, his thinking is different from Song Yan.

Song Yan just wanted to hide, hide his life experience, hide his feelings.

But the paper can't contain the fire, Sheng Yun can see his love for acting, such a person will not be silent forever, and the things he wants to hide will be exposed to the sun sooner or later.

What's more, why can't he see the sun?There is no part of him that should sink into darkness.

If his status as a "golden master" would bring trouble to an artist like Song Yan, then he also had to use his status to do something for him.

For example, how to let him face the sun without any scruples and do everything he wants to do.

Sheng Yun took out his mobile phone and saw the message from Secretary Lin:

[Song Jianye did approach the secretariat through other directors and wanted to meet with you, but we stopped him. 】

[It should be because of my company's business that I want to contact you. 】

【Do you need to contact him? 】

After reading it, Sheng Yun thought for a while, and then simply replied:

[to be determined. 】

Song Yan fell into a drowsy sleep, feeling dizzy for a while, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself facing the ceiling of the elevator.

He was carried into the elevator of the villa by Princess Sheng Yun.

Song Yan was taken aback, and immediately struggled: "Let me...down!"

Sheng Yun let go of his hand and put him firmly on the ground.

Song Yan frowned and said, "You can wake me up!"

Sheng Yun clicked his tongue, complaining that he didn't understand good people: "I yelled, you slept like a piggy, who can yell at you?"

Song Yan: "..."

Drinking is wrong, drinking is wrong.

He pressed his head and was a little dizzy from sleep.

Sheng Yun looked at him, and saw that he looked like he didn't know anything, and was a little annoyed.

When he just got out of the car, the kitten whimpered and refused to move on his own, so he had to grab his neck and let him hug him.

In the end, he was really carried into the room, and after being distracted by his fine and warm breath on his neck, the kitten turned his face and refused to recognize anyone again.

When the elevator came to the fourth floor, Song Yan rushed to the guest bedroom, but Sheng Yun pulled out his back collar, and the whole person fell back into Sheng Yun's arms because of inertia.

Sheng Yun raised his eyebrows and gritted his teeth lightly: "Where are you going?"

Song Yan didn't understand, so he said, "Go back to sleep."

Sheng Yun squinted his eyes, took advantage of his unprepared moment, put his arms around his shoulders and went to his room.

Song Yan was shocked and did not cooperate: "...What are you doing???"

Sheng Yun didn't stop until he dragged him into the room, the door was closed and locked by him resolutely, and he leaned closer to Song Yan's ear.

Accompanied by the heavy breathing that was obviously not quite right, Song Yan heard him say in a hoarse voice:

"I don't want to wait any longer."

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