Salted fish wants to divorce every day

"Yan Zefeng! Open the door for me!"

Ju An rushed to the door of the bedroom with her mobile phone and knocked on the door loudly.The people inside just didn't respond.

Ju An was so angry that he stood at the door and turned around twice, then turned and ran to the study to find a spare key.

I turned the study upside down, but couldn't find a spare key.

Although this home is also his home, it is actually unclear where many things in the home are kept.He seldom cares about these trivial matters, and Yan Zefeng basically handles them.

If he didn't find it, Ju An stood in the study with his hands on his hips, with a complicated expression on his face.

So how careless has he been in the past few years?Don't even know where to put a spare key?

Standing in the study for a long time to do the psychological construction, can not find forget it.

Taking the mobile phone back to the bedroom door, he stretched out his hand to try the door lock, but he thought it was still locked behind the back and couldn't be unlocked by Yu Yanzheng.As a result, with a slight twist, it opened.

Ju An opened his eyes and looked at the doorknob in his hand in surprise, what is Yan Zefeng doing?There will be no fraud, right?

Because Yan Ze has been sealing the dog too much, Ju An has lost basic trust in him.

Ju An opened the door carefully, and pushed it in little by little.After pushing open an opening that was almost as wide as one person, Ju An stood at the door and waited for a while, but did not hear any movement inside.

Only then did he push it in again, carefully pushing in.Probe out.

Seeing Yan Zefeng lying on the bed, covered with a thin quilt, with his eyes closed as if he was asleep, he completely relaxed.

Push open the bedroom door and go in.

He tiptoed to the bed, leaned slightly and stared at Yan Zefeng's face.See if he is really asleep or pretending to be asleep.

After staring at it for five or six minutes, Ju An's legs felt a little sore from standing, so he frowned and stood up straight and rubbed his sore waist.

"Did you really fall asleep?" Ju An whispered.

In the next second, his eyes lit up, and there was a sly light in his eyes.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Ju An didn't think about waking people up, after all, if he really woke people up, he might not be able to beat him well, and he might be the one who was unlucky in the end.

Turning around and trotting away from the bedroom, he didn't notice that someone who was "sleeping" on the bed behind him quietly opened a slit of his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Ju An went to the study and found a marker pen, which Yan Zefeng used to mark when he usually read the script.There are several colors of marker pens, and Ju An picks and chooses to find the most dazzling color.

But I found that every color is great, and finally I just grabbed all of them in my hand.

"Hey, since it's an artistic creation, how can there be only one color?"

Ju An returned to the bedroom with a handful of marker pens in her arms, walked carefully to the bed and squatted down.Picking out a red marker from his pocket, he planned to draw a cinnabar mole between Yan Zefeng's eyebrows.

The arm tremblingly stretched out between Yan Zefeng's eyebrows, the excitement in his eyes was undisguised.It was as if he had seen his "world-shattering masterpiece" and Yan Zefeng's shocked appearance after waking up.

Ju An couldn't help snickering, and was afraid of waking up Yan Zefeng by making a noise, so he had a hard time holding back his laughter.

Just when the tip of his nose was about to touch Yan Zefeng's skin, his wrist tightened suddenly.

Ju An didn't even have time to exclaim, a strong pulling force came from his wrist, and he was pulled up from the ground in a blink of an eye.The sky was spinning in front of his eyes, and in the next second he was pressed on the bed, his hands were held high above his head, unable to move.

"Fuck! Yan Zefeng, you are a dog man! You lied to me again!" Ju An came back to his senses in a daze, and after seeing Yan Zefeng's smiling face, he finally realized that he was giving Yan Zefeng another chance. Ze Feng was tricked, his whole face turned red with anger.

Yan Zefeng looked at Ju An who was under him with a smile, and regardless of Ju An's resistance, he leaned over and stole a sweet kiss from the corner of Ju An's mouth.

"Baby, it's called soldiers never tire of deceit." As he spoke, his head was already buried in Ju An's neck.

The hot and humid breath sprayed on the neck, and Yan Zefeng stuck out his tongue to lick it from time to time, Ju An's breathing gradually got out of control.

"Go to hell!" Ju An kicked him angrily.

In the end, Yan Zefeng quickly raised his leg to hold him down before he could lift it up.It's okay to hold it down, and deliberately rubbed against the heel of his leg.

"Uh... Yan... Yan Zefeng! You... I'm still sick! You..." Ju An panicked, after sleeping together for so many years, he knew Yan Zefeng's physical changes all too well.

The domineering man who was barking his teeth and claws just now, now feels the change in Yan Zefeng's body, and he is scared in seconds.

Yan Zefeng raised his eyebrows, leaned closer to Ju An's ear, and exhaled, "But I think you are in good spirits, and... you are also very energetic?"

As Yan Zefeng said, he raised his leg and deliberately rubbed against a certain part of Ju An's spirit.

"Hmm! Hiss—" Ju An gasped, staring at Yan Zefeng as if he wanted to eat someone.

Oh shit!Anyone who is teased like this has to react, right?There is no response to this, either no or no!

Ju An was so angry that he wanted to hack Yan Zefeng to death, and even more wanted to eunuch himself!

Prospects? !

Can't resist this temptation?What's the use? !

"Are you a beast?" Ju An blushed, gritted his teeth and said to Yan Zefeng.

Yan Zefeng stopped Ju An's hands with one hand, took away the marker pen he was still holding with the other hand, shook it in front of Ju An's eyes, and said with a smile: "What is the baby doing with this? Huh? "

Ju An's eyes dodged, "I... just... play."

Yan Zefeng chuckled in his ear, "Playing? Who are you playing with?"

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and bit Ju An's earlobe.

"Ah~" Ju An quickly bit her lip to prevent herself from screaming.

The dog man picked his sensitive places to attack, on purpose!

Yan Zefeng raised his head and stared at Ju An's mouth darkly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Be good, don't bite."

Of course Ju An wouldn't listen to him, the corners of his eyes were red, and he stared at him unwillingly.

Yan Zefeng smiled lightly and approached the corner of Ju An's mouth, bowed his head and kissed Ju An's mouth.From shallow to deep, gradually full of aggressiveness.

Ju An struggled to turn his head away, avoiding Yan Zefeng's kiss, panting, "I...I have a cold, and it will be...contagious!"

Yan Zefeng threw the pen in his hand on the ground casually, and lifted the hem of Ju'an pajamas, "It's okay, I heard that you can heal yourself by infecting others with a cold. I'll help you."

"I don't want... um!" I don't want your help!asshole!

"Hey, you want it too, I know."

"..."

Yan Zefeng, you are fucking poisonous!

……

When Ju An woke up, Yan Zefeng was no longer around.He was so thirsty that he stretched himself up to drink water.

I took a look at the cup on the bedside table and found that there was no water in it.

Ju An frowned, put down the cup and fell back on the bed.

His whole body seemed to be falling apart, Yan Zefeng was really a beast.

What's even more beastly is that when he scolded him for being a beast, Yan Zefeng actually yelled at him outrightly: "If you're not a beast at this time, then you're not as good as a beast."

Ju An was completely speechless and pissed off.

But his stuffy nose does seem to be getting better?Could it be that what Yan Zefeng said was true?

Ju An lay on the bed for a while, and finally got really thirsty, enduring the soreness all over her body, and got up from the bed.

Holding the water glass and opening the door, the outside of the bedroom was brightly lit, and I could vaguely hear someone talking in the living room.The voice was a bit depressed, as if it was deliberately lowered, for fear of disturbing others.

Ju An walked out with a water glass. As soon as he reached the corner of the living room and the bedroom, the people talking in the living room heard the movement and turned their heads to look over.

"Are you awake?" Yan Zefeng put down the document in his hand, got up and walked over.

Seeing the cup in Ju An's hand, he took it over, "Thirsty? Let me come, you sit down."

Ju An glanced at Yan Zefeng who was about to pour water, and then at Yellow Crane sitting on the sofa.

This was the first time that Yan Zefeng asked Huang He to come directly to the house. In the past, because he was at home, the relationship between the two was unknown to both managers, so Yan Zefeng went to the studio to talk about work.

Huang He stood up from the sofa, looked at Ju An with a smile, and made a brief self-introduction.

"Ju An, hello, I am Huang He, Zefeng's manager. I think you are familiar with me."

Huang He looked at Ju An straightforwardly, but because the other party's gaze was too straightforward, Ju An didn't feel much offense.

"Hello Brother He, I heard Brother Zhu mentioned you, and Brother Zhu admires you very much." Ju An said with a smile.

"Only Zhu Jun mentioned me? Zefeng didn't mention me in front of you?" Huang He joked.

"Uh...Of course I mentioned it." Ju An smiled, a little embarrassed.

His complexion didn't look very good, and when he smiled, he was sickly pale, and at first glance, he gave people a feeling of frailty, as if he would fall if the wind blows.

Huang He was even worried that his legs would give way and fall to the ground as he spoke.

"Sit down and talk, you...you probably don't have much strength." Huang He said it mildly, but Ju An's face felt hot.

Ju An scratched his face uncomfortably, "Well...you sit too."

Huang He sat down again, and Ju An sat down opposite him, exactly where Yan Zefeng was sitting before.

The two sat facing each other, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Fortunately, Yan Zefeng came back quickly enough, and sat down beside Ju An with a glass of water.

"Here, warm."

Ju An took the water glass, and was a little reserved at first under Huang He's playful gaze.It's just that I was so thirsty, I drank it in small sips at first, but then I drank up a glass of water directly "ton ton ton".

After drinking, he wiped his mouth and handed the cup to Yan Zefeng.

Yan Zefeng took the cup and asked, "Do you want more?"

Ju An shook his head, "Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."

"Yes, the porridge is warm in the pot." Saying that, she stood up, held Ju An's hand, and led the others to go to the restaurant for dinner.

Ju An tugged Yan Zefeng, indicating that the Yellow Crane was still there.

"I can go by myself, don't you have something to talk about?"

Before Yan Zefeng could answer, Huang He waved his hands with a smile, "It's okay, don't worry about me, we're almost done talking."

As he said, he got up and picked up his bag, and said to Yan Zefeng: "Think about what I told you just now, I put all the scripts here, and give me an answer when you finish reading. Okay, then I will Let's go first, and don't disturb the world of the two of you."