I kissed my deadly enemy [Entertainment]

Qin Yu couldn't bear it anymore and turned around, almost glaring at Wen Jian: "What are you talking about? What can you do if you're hungry in the middle of the night? Chew your hand!"

Wen Jian: "...or let's go out to eat, I'll treat you."

Qin Yu didn't know what was wrong with him, but he refused without thinking: "No."

Resisting the urge to punch him, Wen Jian suddenly felt itchy in the back molars, and he was so angry... If one of his many problems was not afraid of the dark, he lazily asked Qin Yu to go with him.

"Don't pull it down." Wen Jian simply gave up trying to persuade him, and lay on the bed in a nonchalant manner, groaning: "Anyway, I can't sleep because I'm hungry, so it's fine if you don't mind the noise."

Qin Yu: "..."

He realized that he had never fully understood Wen Jian's shamelessness. Qin Yu suddenly thought of an excellent stalk, and couldn't help leaning over to mock him: "I found your name is really good."

Wen Jian, Wen Jian, how cheap...Wen Jian looked up at Qin Yu who squinted his eyes and stared at him, and said with a smile: "You can scold if you want, why are you beating around the bush like this?"

Qin Yu was taken aback by his attitude of not being angry at all but indifferent to the extreme, and then he remembered that the handsome young man in front of him, who looked like a prickly face, was an old fritter who had been immersed in the entertainment industry for almost ten years , no wonder he, a 'newcomer' who just entered the circle not long ago, was stimulated one after another.Qin Yu has been eye-catching since his debut. He has the feeling that everyone in the entertainment industry is an idiot except me. He has never felt the feeling of being 'suppressed' by others, but at this moment, he is being overwhelmed by Wen Jian's reluctance. Lesson learned.

"Heh." Qin Yu chuckled, and followed Wen Jian's tone to vent his anger: "Don't call me Wenger, Xiao Jianjian is more suitable for you."

Wen Jian didn't speak for a while after hearing this, Qin Yu thought he was angry, but just couldn't help being a little proud, but Wen Jian looked at him with great interest: "How do you know, I let the people who play well with me Call me Wenger?"

Qin Yu was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt speechless.

"Master." Wen Jian asked softly, his voice was ghostly like a cat in the dark night: "You are not secretly watching me, are you?" After Wen Jian finished speaking, he changed the subject with a smile before Qin Yu got angry. : "Okay, don't eat if you don't eat, but I can't sleep without something to hug."

Qin Yu frowned, subconsciously clenched his fingers into a fist, and looked at Wen Jian vigilantly: "What do you mean?"

The uneasiness in his heart was not without reason, and the next moment Wen Jian looked at him with a playful smile, and opened his arms as if he was about to pounce on him: "Or sleep in your arms."

"...Get lost." Qin Yu stared at him for a long time before gritting his teeth and uttering a word, and lay down further away from Wen Jian with his back to him.

It's just that from the neck to the waist was stiff and became a straight line that could be broken if a slight bend was made, lying there awkwardly, with a sense of "reluctance" leaking from all over his body, Qin Yu himself felt that this posture was tiring, Especially when he heard Wen Jian chuckled twice beside him, he became even more furious.

Now he has the urge to chop Yin Longyuan up, chop it up and feed it to the dog, and he is angry when he thinks of the set of rhetoric he kept advocating before joining this show that "it's very interesting and suitable for a lazy filmmaker like you to maintain exposure". .If he really didn't want to film the TV series in which the domineering president fell in love with me, he wouldn't have come to this program to escape... But if he knew that he would be harmed by Wen Jian here, he might as well have filmed that TV series.

Thinking wildly, every time Qin Yu closed his eyes and felt drowsy, Wen Jian next to him didn't know what was going on. It is also very problematic. When sleeping, there should be no light or sound, otherwise it will be like having thorns growing on the body, and it is impossible to fall asleep.

Damn it, hearing the slight noise behind him, Qin Yu turned around unbearably and wanted to scold Wen Jian, but was surprised to find that this guy had fallen asleep at some point—the phone was still on and pressed against his chest It made him not sleep very well, so the guy who didn't move at all last night is now snoring softly.

Qin Yu looked at him for a long while, then reached out and took away his mobile phone. The screen that was already on came into view. Qin Yu was surprised to find that the background of his desktop was Wen Jian and Bai Kechen—the filming director of "The Fog City" Stills of the time.Qin Yu stared at this still photo for a few seconds, frowned thoughtfully, and glanced at Wen Jian, who was sleeping soundly, and gently put the phone beside him.

If Qin Yu accidentally pressed the screen at this moment, he would be able to see that the phone screen was careless and had no password, so he just complained about it on Weibo before he went to sleep contentedly.Of course it was a trumpet. After Qin Yu rejected the request to be a doll, Wen Jian, filled with righteous indignation, decisively logged into his trumpet and made complaints about Qin Yu——

[Qin Yu is really annoying. ]

He originally wanted to make a lot of complaints, but because he was lazy, he could only condense a thousand words into one sentence. After the top-heavy complaints, Wen gradually fell asleep, and he fell asleep in a daze, regardless of whether there were radishes or not. caught.But Qin Yu, who was sleepy at first, became more energetic after seeing the still photo. He couldn't fall asleep after rolling in the tent for a while, and suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.

With a 'snap', a faint flame flashed for a moment in the pitch-black tent, and then a cloud of choking smoke spread out.Wen Jian seemed to have noticed this peculiar smell in his dream, and frowned in dissatisfaction. After Qin Yu lit a cigarette viciously, he also observed Wen Jian's expression vindictively. Going over to blow clouds at him, choking Wen Jian in his sleep, coughing softly, frowning and reluctantly turning over, avoiding the puff of smoke.

His appearance successfully made Qin Yu laugh, and contentedly, he smoked a cigarette and lay down to sleep.I don't know how long I slept in a drowsy state. Qin Yu felt that he had never stopped dreaming. It was strange to say that he never dreamed when he slept, but tonight he dreamed that he seemed to have fallen into the sea, and his whole body was falling. It was stuffy and heavy, and a giant octopus was floating towards him, entangled him tightly...

Qin Yu suddenly opened his eyes, feeling as if his whole body was in a steamer, and all the peripheral nerves in his body were concentrated on the side of his neck——bursts of scorching breath rushed over, and when he turned his head, Wen Jian's deep sleeping face was close at hand, It was really close, the distance between the faces of the two people was less than ten centimeters.

A shiver of electric shock flashed through his whole body, Qin Yu looked down with his scalp numb, and it turned out that Wen Jian was the big octopus in his dream, with long arms and legs and four limbs wrapping around him.He supported his waist with one hand, a long arm straddled over, and his long legs rode him like he was riding a quilt after sleeping in the heat of summer, treating him like a human doll, and himself Sleep unconsciously.