Ba is always my career fan [entertainment]

"I don't accept unspoken rules."

Yang Li's voice was very soft, with some inaudible tremors mixed in the softness, revealing the timidity and apprehension that could not be completely concealed at the immature age of 17.

But he said every word very seriously, so as to stick to the bottom line that cannot be violated.

The air in the living room became sticky after he finished speaking.The dead silence and suffocation made Yang Li dare not raise his head, for fear of meeting Mai Yanchen's cold gaze.

He could feel that the other party was looking at him with scrutiny.

Mr. Yan's deep and shallow breathing lingered in his ears, long and regular, indicating that the new boss was not as angry as he expected.

In contrast, I am really a rebellious employee.

Yang Li deeply introspected in silence, and decided to stay up late tonight to write a 3000-word self-criticism for Mr. Yan.

Real feelings, not punctuation marks.

"Yang Li." Mai Yanchen came up to him, "Look up."

A simple two-word command cannot judge emotions from tone of voice.

Yang Li pinched the corner of his clothes, exhaled deeply the suffocating air accumulated in his chest, and resignedly raised his face to look directly at the past.

Mai Yanchen's expression was very calm, without any sign of anger.

"First of all, I'm not interested in such nasty things as unspoken rules. Secondly, Wen Jiu doesn't need you to use your body to pull resources." Mai Yanchen's eyes fell on Yang Li's ear, where there was a small red mole with a darker color. Redder than ever.

The child is so shy, yet he insists on provoking such an erotic topic.

Mai Yanchen was still a little depressed at first, but when he noticed Yang Li's embarrassment, his negative emotions disappeared instantly.

"I can assure you that I will not force you to do anything against your will." Mai Yanchen noticed that his tense back had relaxed, so he sat down next to Yang Li, his slender and straight legs habitual| Overlapping, "Relax now?"

"Yeah." Yang Li's gaze followed him, and the corners of his lips curled up to show a guilty and soft smile, "I will question Mr. Yan's great justice, and I will seriously review it!"

God damn great justice!

Are you politically stupid?

Mai Yanchen almost couldn't hold back the overlord's character, turned his face away and coughed twice to adjust his mood, and tried not to laugh out loud.

There are still matters that need to be resolved urgently. He must maintain a serious and aloof attitude, otherwise it will be easy for Yang Li to activate his sand sculpture skills and easily fool him.

Missed opportunities, some things are hard to say clearly.

"Yang Li," Mai Yanchen looked deeply into Yang Li's eyes, not giving him a chance to avoid the topic at all, "You are not used to someone simply treating you well."

Mai Yanchen has discovered it since the time of chocolate.

This child is a person who knows how to reciprocate, remembers the relationship very clearly, and tries to repay the other party in his own way.

It's a good habit, but in the long run, it will be a big burden for the benefactor and himself.

Especially if he chooses to be a star, he will have millions of people who like him in the future.According to Mai Yanchen's understanding and personal experience in the past few months, when fans are sincerely chasing stars, they will treat their idols regardless of their sacrifices, and they will not ask for anything in return, just like myself now.

"Well, I always feel that no one in the world has to be nice to me, including my parents." Yang Li was not used to the overly serious atmosphere, so he switched to the stand-up comedy mode after a few serious words, "So when I meet someone who is willing to be nice to me." I think they are very handsome, as handsome as they can drive a Ferrari!"

"What about me?" Mai Yanchen asked.

"Mr. Yan is so good, he must be driving a Boeing 747!" Yang Li praised sincerely.

"Hmm." Mai Yanchen accepted the praise from the little idol, secretly thinking anxiously, is it too late for him to take the test for a pilot's license?

The oppressiveness in the air disappeared, Yang Li felt comfortable physically and mentally, and the conversation with Mai Yanchen also became easier.

"Although it's not necessary, others are still willing to treat me well. So, I want to treat them well too!"

Yang Li likes to read philosophical stories every day, and the delicious chicken soup is stewed as soon as he opens his mouth.

"Giving your sincerity may not be able to exchange others' sincerity, but if you don't show your heart, others will be even less willing to be friends with you!"

The little idol's eyes shone with holiness, like the light of an angel descending to the mortal world.

Mai Yanchen moved aside, for fear of crushing his invisible angel wings.

"This is a false proposition. Those who don't pay may not have friends who are unilateral." Anyway, there are little fools like you in the world.Mai Yanchen, who is best at intrigue, does not agree with his statement.

Yang Li heard what he meant, and said helplessly, "Maybe. In fact, from a philosophical point of view, as long as you are willing to be a master, all propositions about life are false."

Indeed, words like "good people get rewarded" and "justice will be late but not absent" are also false propositions as long as you are willing to argue.

The little fool's thinking is quite clear, but——

Mai Yanchen pointed at himself, "I'm a bully?"

"No, you are a god!" Yang Li had a strong desire to survive, and looked at him with folded hands, as if worshiping the Jade Emperor.

"The truth?" Mai Yanchen raised his eyebrows.

"Well. Actually, I used to be a very superstitious person." Yang Li took out a small notebook from his pocket, and showed him the words written before the final.

'Hope April goes well. '

The little stickman squats in the lower right corner of the page, looking listless, and the simple lines reveal mourning.

"Before every month, I prayed devoutly, but it didn't work at all. I didn't believe in gods anymore..." Yang Li even told Wen Jiu that he was an atheist before entering the villa.

"But now..." Yang Li closed his notebook and said briskly but solemnly, "You have become my god."

I am a superstitious person.

You are my god.

Mai Yanchen listened to his words together.

Gorgeous fireworks seemed to appear in front of his eyes, and his whole consciousness was occupied by a dangerous thought.

Fuck Yang Li is too cute!He really is a little angel

In the future, when he meets someone who wants to spend the rest of his life together, he must confess his love with these two sentences.

If the little idol flirts with him a few more times, the "person who wants to spend the rest of his life" in Mr. Yan's heart may become...

"Meow..." The soft meow of the cat disturbed the two people who were talking in the living room.

The Somali cat flicked its long fluffy tail, its dark brown pupils looked at Yang Li vigilantly and curiously, walked towards him quietly with graceful catwalks.

Yang Li naturally likes small animals and plants, but because he has the ability to raise all living things to death, he has never raised cats or dogs since he was a child.

"Wow, what a cute cat!" Yang Li finally saw the little cat that slipped away just now. It has very beautiful orange-red markings and pointed ears, like a shrunken version of a big lion.

Yang Li's attention was instantly attracted, he abandoned Mai Yanchen and approached the kitten, and stretched out his hand towards it.

The Somali cat leaned over to sniff Yang Li's breath, let out a drawn-out 'meow', tilted its head and rubbed against the back of his hand.

"You're so clingy, aren't you really a dog?" Yang Li tentatively touched the kitten's back and scratched its chin.

The cat narrowed its eyes comfortably, raised its paws and pressed the pink pads on Yang Li's overly good-looking face.

After making sure that the boy was not aggressive, the kitten nimbly jumped onto his lap, found a comfortable position to beg for a hug, and even rubbed him affectionately twice.

Immediately, Yang Li's heart was filled with pampering and satisfaction, he gently stroked the cat's fur, then turned to ask Mai Yanchen, "What's its name?"

"It doesn't have a name." Mai Yanchen replied stiffly.

The little beast moved too fast, he hugged and rubbed the person he worked so hard to bring back, and even enjoyed the knee pillow.

Yang Li is his family's idol, not a newly hired excrement officer!Mai Yanchen was deeply depressed, but the picture of the boy and the kitten was too harmonious, and he couldn't get in.

"I don't even have a name..." Yang Li rubbed the kitten pityingly.

"Aww!" the kitten screamed sharply, sounding like it was accusing the shit shovel officer.

I didn't abuse it, I just didn't want to name it, what kind of eyes and tone are you?Under the foil of Yang Li, Mr. Yan becomes a villain who bullies cats.

"It's time to rest." Adhering to the principle of seeing what is out of sight, Mai Yanchen got up with a cold face, and pointed in a certain direction, "That's the second bedroom. It's late now, and I'll show you around the villa tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you Mr. Yan." Yang Li stood up holding the cat, and watched Mai Yanchen walk into the opposite room.

Hearing his thanks, Mai Yanchen turned his back to Yang Li and stopped, "Is it time to change my name? There are only two of us in the villa, and you plan to keep calling me that?"

"Eh?"

Mr. Yan sounded quite unfamiliar, everyone around called Mai Yanchen that, so Yang Li followed suit, and he didn't correct him after meeting several times in private. I thought the boss would like it.

Now he asked to change his name... what name should he change?

Like Wen Jiu, call him Yan Yan?It doesn't sound big or small, it's too abrupt.

But Yang Li couldn't think of another name for Mai Yanchen, he tentatively said, "I think Mr. Mai's name sounds more unfamiliar."

Mai Yanchen glanced at him coolly, Mr. Mai sounded more uncomfortable than Mr. Yan.

"Otherwise, should I call him brother?" After much deliberation, Yang Li still chose the usual name.

According to official information, Mr. Yan is still 24 years old when he needs to wear red underwear for a year. He is younger than many contestants who have called him "brother". It should be a good idea to call him "brother".

I can't let myself face that young and handsome face and call him uncle.

Uncle Yan, that sounds weird.

"You have so many brothers, can you tell them apart?" Mai Yanchen didn't answer directly, but asked lightly.

"Meow!" The cat in his arms stretched out its claws and gently scratched him.

Yang Li sensed what he meant, and changed his words from Shanruliu, "Brother Yan?"

"En." Mai Yanchen responded, with a touch of joy, pushed open the solid wooden door in front of him and stepped in.

Yang Li stood outside and took a look, keenly aware that the room he entered was not a bedroom, and he could see two rows of bookshelves through the crack of the door.

Is it the study room?

Mr. Yan has to work in the middle of the night, it's really hard.

"Brother Yan needs to work, let's not bother him and go back to the room, shall we?" Yang Li pinched the Somali cat's soft pads and asked it for advice.

"Meow." The cat obediently rubbed against him, and put a plush coat on Yang Li.

If Mai Yanchen saw a cat he didn't know very well and was so close to Yang Li, he would probably be so angry that he would cut off relations with that cat.

But at this moment, Mai Yanchen didn't care about cats at all.He opened the window of the villa to let in the wind from the forest.

He picked up the hook pen and drew the outline of Yang Li squatting on the ground on the blank canvas, and drew a fat fat cat in his arms, which looked like it could crush the kang, and it was still in the cat's face with malicious intent. A few more folds were added on the top, and the appearance of the whole cat suddenly dropped by eight points.

Yang Li is really a little angel, even such an ugly cat is willing to hug her.