Be good, lean on my shoulder

"Are you going to beat me up?" Fan Ye bent down and leaned over to look at Teng Ming, "wife?"

"Do you like that person?" Teng Ming asked.

"I don't like it." He replied simply.

"If you don't like it, why did you do that?" Teng Ming raised his head, "Is it just to satisfy your vanity that you can easily catch any man?"

Fan Ye was a little relaxed at first, and wanted to understand the matter in a joking way, or thought that Teng Ming would forgive him and praise him for his honesty like in some romance novels, but after hearing Teng Ming's words, he straightened up , get serious. "Yes, that's it. Say everything you want to say clearly at once!" Fan Ye said, "Since I came back from Japan, you have been holding back like this, and I feel really uncomfortable watching it!"

Teng Ming obviously didn't expect Fan Ye to pierce the layer of paper at this moment, "..." He didn't know what to say for a while.

"What's the matter? I know you have a lot to say, use your writer's skills."

Teng Ming took a deep breath, "I have nothing to say." After speaking, he turned around, "I'm going back, I haven't finished my manuscript yet."

Fan Ye held him back, "You know how to write, are you stupid? I'm telling you the truth!"

Teng Ming shook off his hand, "Where does the fee come from if I don't write? What do I eat and drink?! Do you think that everyone is like you, who can get tens of thousands of dollars just by making a fuss in front of the camera?!"

Fan Ye was surprised at first, and then his expression gradually became cold and frozen, "What? Are you jealous? Do you have any opinions? Not only can I get tens of thousands of dollars by just messing around with others, but I can also post photos and flirt with others casually." , can also be tens of thousands!"

Teng Ming nodded and pursed his lips, "Well, very good, very good..." He said, feeling tears were about to fall, and turned around quickly, "I'm not like you, I'm going to earn hard money."

At first it was a step-by-step walk, then a brisk walk, and then a trot.

Fan Ye looked at the direction in which Teng Ming was running, he sighed and rubbed his face.

What the hell, what the hell did he say just now!He obviously wanted to ask his little boyfriend a good question, but who knew that the words that were full of thorns were the ones he opened.

He knows that Teng Ming has objections to his career, and he has always promised Teng Ming that he will not cheat and have feelings for other actors, but it seems that he has been breaking this guarantee recently.

Fan Ye suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette, although he had quit smoking for a year.

The reason why he quit smoking was because Teng Ming didn't like men who smoked, and it took him a lot of effort to quit.Now... Fan Ye thought for a while, and followed him back to his residence.

Teng Ming has been writing in the lobby of the hotel. When Fan Ye returned, he didn't even look up.

The owner of the homestay seemed to be able to see through the situation, and took the initiative to chat with Fan Ye.

Fan Ye didn't have much interest at first, but the owner of the homestay had a lot of experience and knowledge, and after chatting, he really became interested, and the two of them drank tea and chatted over there.

During the chat, Fan Ye also ran a few times to bring tea to Teng Ming, and finally gave up after Teng Ming confirmed that he would not drink tea.It was eleven o'clock when Teng Ming returned to his room with his computer in his arms.

Fan Ye finished the topic, and followed back to the room. Who knew that the owner of the hotel opened a chatter box, and Fan Ye couldn't refute his enthusiasm, so he continued to chat until almost twelve o'clock. After a series of actions, such as pretending to be sleepy, the hotel The boss let him go.When Fan Ye returned to the room, it was pitch black.

Teng Ming was already asleep.

But he knew that Teng Ming was still awake.

"Wife? Are you asleep?" Fan Ye took off his clothes and climbed up the bed.

Of course Teng Ming didn't sleep. With his stuffy and stubborn temper, how could he fall into a deep sleep, but he didn't respond to Fan Ye, and was going to be a person who pretended to be asleep and couldn't wake up.

Fan Ye slipped into bed and hugged Teng Ming from behind.But this time he didn't rub against Teng Ming, nor did he make any naughty moves, but just hugged him like that. Although the position was uncomfortable, he liked it.

Fan Ye kissed Teng Ming's back, neck, and ears, and smelled his hair obsessively. It was Head & Shoulders lemon-flavored shampoo, his favorite.

Neither of them like too strong perfumes; before they got together, Fan Ye used some relatively high-end products, but later Teng Ming led him to use domestic products, such as Dabao, which felt very fresh and comfortable.

In other words, it wasn't those products that made Fan Ye feel refreshed and comfortable, but his little boyfriend.

"Honey, do you know? People are really amazing creatures, they can be changed because of the person they like." Fan Ye's voice was like a night anchor, quiet, gentle and full of charming magnetism.

"I admit that before I met you, I was very cold and looked down on many people... Even when you were chasing me, I secretly scolded you for being stupid; I was also vain, very vain. In the end, I chose to make films because of vanity, and later I continued to do this because of fame and money.”

"My wife, you also know how important money is in today's society, and how lucky I am to be able to earn legal money by relying on my own expertise. Although my work is not as elegant as yours, it is also based on real materials. I worked hard to get it, although I don't hope you can fully support it, but I really hope you can understand..."

"Wife..." He tightened his arms, knowing that Teng Ming was awake, "I'm sorry for what I said tonight, please forgive me, and all the things I have done to make you sad, please forgive me, don't talk to me I'm angry because I really like you, wife."

Teng Ming moved, turned around and hugged Fan Ye, pressing his face against his chest.

Fan Ye felt his chest was wet and cold, it was the tears of his little boyfriend.

He rubbed Teng Ming's furry head and stroked Teng Ming's back, as if comforting a wounded kitten. "Okay, okay, my wife won't cry, be good."

When he said this, Teng Ming couldn't stop. He was sobbing at first, and then he burst into tears.

"Tsk tsk... You've just opened the floodgates?" Fan Ye let go of his arms, and looked at his little boyfriend in the night, crying sadly. Does it bother you that much?"

It took me a while to stop.

In fact, he has held back these tears for a long time, and finally vented them at this moment.

The two of them fell asleep hugging each other like this, and they lived together peacefully all night.

When he woke up in the morning, Teng Ming took the rare initiative to tease Fan Ye with enthusiasm, and the two of them started a beautiful day like this.

After checking out at noon, the two were ready to leave for Lijiang.

Teng Ming originally thought that he might take the train, but Fan Ye asked him to wait in the hotel lobby, and then drove the cool convertible over.

It turned out that Lanu was already in Lijiang now, and he entrusted Fan Ye to drive there.

"I heard that the road from Dali to Lijiang is quite dangerous. Can you do it, my husband?" Teng Ming asked after sitting in the passenger seat.

Fan Ye started the car, "Hey, don't you trust your husband?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's because you haven't driven this road before, so I'm a little worried!"

Fan Ye glanced at him, then pulled his ears, "Okay, then I'll drive slowly!"

The two joked and laughed, and got on the road.

We drove at noon and arrived in Lijiang in the evening. The scenery along the way was picturesque, and the two roared loudly to the songs played in the car. They were really happy.

One of the biggest features of the Old Town of Lijiang is the dazzling array of homestays. There are all kinds of homestays, including Suzhou and Hangzhou styles, retro styles, and modern and simple styles.

They stayed in a Japanese-style hotel, but judging from the decoration and furnishings, the owner wanted to mix and match Chinese and Japanese styles, but it didn't mix and match very well, but it was still very stylish.

There was a swing in the yard. Fan Ye was packing up his things in the room, and Teng Ming sat on the swing in the yard and swayed. Looking at the landscape of the small bridge and flowing water in the yard, as well as the green bamboos, he felt very comfortable.

"Wife! Wife!"

Teng Ming looked around to see if there was anyone else, "What are you shouting for?"

"Come on! Your mother is calling you!"

Hearing this, Teng Ming felt a "thump" in his heart, and hurried back to the room.