A bodyguard who can't be an assistant is not a good boyfriend

He was sick and stayed in the hospital for two days, which was a rare rest for Ye Liangxi. He was ready to go back to work, but Cheng Cheng gave him a week off, and let him take the opportunity to take care of himself. script.

He felt that the last sentence was the main purpose of the other party, but of course he would not refuse to have time to relax, and maybe he could find time to write and write songs.

After all, the hospital was not as comfortable as his own home. It was rare for him to have a good sleep without being disturbed. When he opened his eyes, he touched his phone and looked at it. It was just after eight o'clock.

Lying on the bed and stretching, still considering whether to go back to sleep, the sound of the door opening came from outside, and then it was gently closed again.

Not long after, Ye Liangxi's door was tentatively knocked, and a man's question came, and he responded with a hug of the pillow.

Hearing that he was already awake, Yu Fengyan didn't urge him, but said that he had bought breakfast and asked him to come out to eat after washing up. There was the sound of someone getting up behind the door, and he silently backed away from the door.

The other party went to the hospital this time, Cheng Cheng and Jiang Jiang were both worried about his health, and asked him to stare at him many times while eating.

He got up early, usually around seven o'clock. After a little exercise, he went out to buy breakfast, and he came back around eight o'clock, just in time to wake people up for dinner.

As soon as the breakfast was set, the people who cleaned up opened the door and came out. Yu Fengyan raised his eyes subconsciously, his eyes froze for a while, he turned his side eyes away, and said: "It's cold in the morning, put on more clothes."

Ye Liangxi, who was pulling out the chair, lowered his head and looked at himself. The loose white t-shirt and shorts, where was he wearing less? He glanced at the other party wordlessly, "Can you look at the sun outside, it's summer now."

Yu Fengyan took another look at half of his shoulders and Bai Shengsheng's legs that were exposed because the neckline was too big, and sighed inaudibly. He still needs to get used to the openness of people here.

Maybe it's because the other person's face is too exquisite and beautiful, and subconsciously always treat him as a twin, and even if you glance at him more, you will feel that there is nothing wrong with it.

After breakfast, Ye Liangxi took out the script that Cheng Cheng had given him before, and flipped through it on the sofa without looking at it. The wind from the air conditioner in the living room just happened to blow over, so it was not too comfortable.

Yu Fengyan put the packed lunch box outside the door temporarily, and when he came back, he glanced at the person on the sofa, took the thin blanket stacked on the armrest, shook it off and covered the person's lap, "Don't be greedy for the cold."

He was in poor health before, he could not see the wind, and he would be sick for several days after a short period of cold, but now Kang Jian knows how to cherish his body, this person is recovering from a serious illness, it is better to pay attention.

Ye Liangxi glanced at him impatiently, but she didn't refuse, she just muttered, "Same as my mother."

Yu Fengyan didn't bother him when he was watching things honestly on the blanket. He boiled a pot of water and sat on the side sofa to make tea.

He used to have a habit of drinking a cup of tea after dinner in the morning, and he has kept it here. In the previous rental house, it was easier to not have a tea set, but here it is complete, but it seems that it has not been used, like a decoration.

I used to go out early and return late with the other party, and I was always busy and didn't have much free time. Today is a rare free time, and I also have a long-lost soak.

Ye Liangxi who heard the movement put down the script, and saw the man skillfully operating those cups and pots that he couldn't tell what they were used for.

This set of tea sets was given to him by Cheng Cheng when he moved to this house. He said that he would drink less coffee and make more tea when he had nothing to do. He never used it after putting it here.

The man seemed to be used to it, sitting there with slightly downcast eyes, the movement of his hands was smooth, and he looked at Yaya inexplicably, and for a moment he was fascinated by his well-defined hands.

There was a light "knock", and the small and exquisite purple sand cup was placed in front of him, and the man looked along the retracted hand, with a smile, "Please use it."

Ye Liangxi was stunned for two seconds, then turned his eyes away uncomfortably and coughed, and when he glanced over again, the other party was holding another cup of tea under his nose and sniffing lightly.

That kind of behavior is very noble, either pretended or natural, as if he should be like this.

Tilting his head slightly, Ye Liangxi stared straight at him. During the time we were together, he was busy and didn't have the chance to observe him carefully. Looking at him now, he felt that there was some inexplicable ancient charm about this person, and he seemed to have an absolute temperament. , the style is not at all like a soldier.

It is impossible for Yu Fengyan not to feel such a straightforward gaze. He slightly held the cup and turned his head, "What's wrong?"

Ye Liangxi came back to his senses, quickly shook his head, picked up the cup and took a sip of tea as if to cover up, bewildered, "I don't think I have any tea at home, right?"

Yu Fengyan didn't pay attention to his gaze, but nodded after hearing his question, "I brought it, do you still like it?"

Ye Liangxi, who doesn't know how to taste tea at all, can't tell the difference when he drinks it, so he nodded in response when he asked, and then complained, "The hobby is like an old man..."

The habit is also similar. In summer, if he thinks he doesn't wear enough clothes, he will be covered with a blanket.

When he said this, Yu Fengyan smiled kindly, thinking of his half-brother who also didn't like tea, and would frown every time, saying that he was just like his father.

Ye Liangxi put the half-drinked tea back on the coffee table, leaned on the sofa and continued to read the script, didn't take a second look, suddenly got up, his eyes lit up, and said: "Yu Feng, teach me how to make tea!"

Yu Fengyan, who was refilling tea, stopped and asked him with puzzled eyes.

Ye Liangxi got up quickly, took the script and moved it to the armrest of the sofa where he was sitting, spread it out in front of his eyes and pointed to a certain text, "The character needs it."

The drama that the company picked up for him was an ancient puppet with a martial arts background. The male second played by him was a young man of a family. Under the influence of his growth environment, he naturally had some elegant hobbies, and making tea was one of them.

The scene shown to others is just such a scene, it is very short, but he doesn't know it at all, won't it be a waste of time to shoot it then.

Knowing his intentions, Yu Fengyan was very surprised, and it was difficult to show two points on his expression.

"Why do you have such an expression?" Ye Liangxi frowned in confusion, and said in disbelief, "Do you think I can't learn it?"

"No." Yu Fengyan shook his head, looked down at the script in his hand again, "I thought you didn't like this."

Ye Liangxi was slightly stunned, understood what he meant, stretched his eyebrows and flicked the script with his fingers, "I don't like it, but since I accepted it, I can't fool around casually, not for anything else, and I can't disappoint the fans who support me. "

Since the show's official announcement, the fans' expectations are beyond words. They tried their best to defend him from passers-by or black fans who questioned his acting skills, and helped anti-gangsters and publicity almost around the clock.

In this case, if he really messed up because he was angry with the company, his fans still don't know how they will be ridiculed.

Besides, he doesn't want to fool himself. If he doesn't answer, he won't answer. Since he accepts it, he should do it seriously. In this field, he is definitely not good enough, but it can't be too bad. It is not his style to be perfunctory. .

Regarding this, Yu Fengyan nodded in agreement, without saying anything more, and motioned for the other party to move to the spacious sofa with him.

Ye Liangxi also watched it when people were making tea just now, but his attention was more focused on those beautiful hands. This time he re-operated, he focused on the process.

In the past, what he knew about making tea was to release the tea leaves and then boil the water. It was only today that he realized that this was not the case.

Yu Fengyan is used to this kind of thing, his movements are methodical, his back is straight, the rising heat and the fragrance of tea surround him, if he doesn't look at his clothes, he really looks like a handsome young man.

Ye Liangxi looked at him with his chin propped up, feeling a little curious in his heart, could he be some kind of rich young master?Serving as a soldier and working part-time are all about experiencing life?

"Remember?"

He was still thinking, but the other party had already stopped moving and looked sideways, sitting up straight in embarrassment, and he nodded hurriedly.

Yu Fengyan moved a little to the side, reached out and gestured for the tea set on the table, "Come and try."

Ye Liangxi didn't flinch, and moved forward, recalling the other party's actions just now, first washing tea and brewing, operating a few utensils that he can't name yet.

He was considered a good student, and he remembered the sequence and procedures clearly, but he was still unfamiliar, and he was a little messy, and the cups and pots were banging together, and he lost the slightest dignity of a nobleman.

Hanging his eyes and smiling, Yu Fengyan stretched out his hand and pressed it on his wrist. Perhaps the air-conditioning wind had blown the skin a little cool, and he couldn't help moving his fingertips.

Ye Liangxi, who was interrupted by him, turned his head and blinked his eyes because he didn't understand. He was sure that he remembered the movement correctly. What is this for?

Yu Fengyan met his gaze, withdrew his hand and put it lightly on his knee, and said with a smile: "You move too much, the tea set will be broken by you."

Hearing this, Ye Liangxi was a little embarrassed, he raised his hand to touch his nose, but he refused to admit it, "It's my first time playing this thing, so of course I'm not proficient."

Yu Fengyan didn't refute his stubbornness, and patted the man's slightly bowed back with his hand. Seeing that the man subconsciously sat up straight, he withdrew his hands and said, "Pay attention to your posture."

Ye Liangxi wasn't angry when he beat him so lightly, but only muttered in a low voice, "It's really troublesome, and his body is very honest and he does what people say."

Strictness is still very effective. After trying a few times, his movements have a taste. Although they are still inferior to Yu Fengyan, they are still rewarding.

They drank a lot of tea and ran to the toilet several times. Ye Liangxi felt that he made up for all the tea he lacked in the past 20 years. Every burp tasted like tea, which was bitter.

Seeing that it was noon, he picked up the script and covered his face, saying that he would have lunch at halftime and fight again in the afternoon.

Yu Fengyan didn't force him any more, smiled and asked him what he wanted to eat, and went downstairs to buy it for him.

Hearing this, Ye Liangxi put aside the script for the time being, sat up straight and touched the phone, clicking and clicking on it to operate, "It's so hot outside, let's just order takeaway, after a whole morning's consumption, I want to have a good meal."

When he moved, the blanket covering his legs slipped half on the ground, exposing half of his fair thighs. Yu Fengyan stretched out his hand to grab the blanket and covered him back, "Aren't you losing weight?"

Ye Liangxi was not in a hurry to answer his words, he clicked something on the phone first, and threw it away contentedly, "I want to play the role of your noble son, is he so skinny, the clothes can't hold up, you need to grow longer Meat."

While talking, he raised his hand and tugged at his skinny cheeks, which looked soft but easy to pinch. Yu Fengyan felt a little itchy, and he moved his fingertips to restrain his impulse. Excuse me, and turn to clean up the mess on the coffee table.

The takeaway won't arrive until a while later, Ye Liangxi looked at him tidying up luxuriously, couldn't restrain his curiosity, and asked, "Yu Feng, are you the second generation rich?"

Sister Cheng had given him the basic information of the other party before, but he was not very happy to find someone to follow him 24 hours a day, and he didn't read much.

Yu Fengyan raised his head with a puzzled expression, "Rich second generation?"

Ye Liangxi gave a "tsk" and said why he didn't even understand this, "It means that your parents created wealth and are very rich, and you will inherit the money, so you are the second generation rich."

Yu Feng made it clear that the Yu family is a family business passed down from his ancestors. According to his statement, there should be more than two, but it was him, not Yu Feng, so he shook his head, recalling what he heard from Wang Yong, Said: "My hometown is in the countryside."

"How is it possible..." Ye Liangxi was a little unconvinced, thinking that he wanted to hide his identity and experience life, so he lied to himself, his gestures seemed very expensive.

Looking at his suspicious eyes, Yu Fengyan thought it was a little funny, but he felt that he was perceptive, but he said: "My parents divorced since childhood and lived separately. It was my grandma in the country who brought me up. After she passed away, I entered army."

Ye Liangxi was taken aback when he heard that, and later realized that he had exposed his scars. He rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, and whispered: "I'm sorry, I don't know..."

Yu Fengyan shook his head to indicate that it's okay, this is not his life at all, he is just a dove occupying a magpie's nest.

Seeing that he really didn't care, Ye Liangxi heaved a sigh of relief, he couldn't ask any more questions, even though his temper has always been his own way, and he knew not to poke people's pain, so he just took the script and read it.