After marrying a wealthy family, I just want to start a career[Transmigration Book]

The phone vibrated by his ears, Feng Yun tightly wrapped his arms around Ning An's, and then buried his face in the socket of his neck.

Ning An's body smelled good, her body was warm and soft, and she fell into his embrace obediently.

His breath fell on his chest lightly, warmly and gently, reminding him of how obedient, soft and hot he was last night...

Let his heart be soft and restless, let him lose control.

Because of his return, everything became extremely beautiful almost instantly, making him intoxicated and unwilling to open his eyes.

It's just that the person in his arms moved slightly, and his eyebrows were unconsciously raised, as if he was disturbed by the sound.

Feng Yun had no choice but to stand up lightly, while gently patting his back, making him fall asleep again, he connected the phone.

While wrapping the front of his nightgown, he walked to the balcony barefoot, and said softly, "Teacher Wang?"

Wang Rong didn't know what to say, Feng Yun looked at the slightly raised area on the bed.

Ning An's thin blanket was pulled up to her chin, revealing only the top of her jet-black hair and her small, white face.

"He's still asleep." Feng Yun laughed: "I was just saying that I would ask for a leave of absence for him."

Wang Rong was silent for a while, and then said: "Then let him have a good rest, I'll go there."

Feng Yun hung up the phone and slowly returned to the bed.

He bent down* and looked at Ning An quietly for a while.

Then he lifted the corner of the thin blanket and got in, and hugged him fully into his arms again.

Ning An snuggled into his arms, opened her eyes after a while, looked at him half asleep, and called his name: "Feng Yun?"

"Huh?" Feng Yun stroked his forehead hair, and pressed a kiss on his forehead: "Did you bother?"

"No." Ning An shook his head: "What time is it? I have to go to work today."

"You can still go to work?" Feng Yun smiled softly, pinched his chin and looked at his face: "Is the combat power very strong? Who cried and said it can't be done yesterday? Huh?"

Rubbing the skin with his fingertips, Ning An wanted to hide from the itchiness, but his whole body felt sore and numb when he moved a little, so he let out a soft and sweet hum, with a tinge of hoarseness in his voice.

Feng Yun's eyes darkened, he caged him under him, and looked down at him.

Ning An closed her eyes tightly, leaving only her eyelashes trembling slightly, and the tips of her ears slowly turned a faint red.

His shy look made Feng Yun's heart itch.

He lowered his eyes and stroked his eyebrows gently and slowly with his fingertips.

I couldn't help teasing him gently again: "Why are you so obedient? I say this and that, but you listen to everything?"

She pinched his chin with a little more strength and asked, "Do you only listen to me?"

But without waiting for him to speak, he gave the order on his own: "Only listen to me! Huh?"

Finally Ning An couldn't bear it any longer, he gave him a hard look, felt that it wasn't enough, and punched him twice on the chest with his fist.

Feng Yun laughed sullenly: "Seeing that you fight with others with great vigor, are you not willing to use your strength against me?"

Ning An was tortured too much last night.

Feng Yun is like a hungry wolf, although he suppresses it and tries to be gentle, he still loses control in the end.

He made him sweat all over his body, even his hair was wet with sweat, and the sweat and tears on his cheeks were dyed crimson.

In the end, when he was so tired that he was half asleep and half awake and almost lost consciousness, he forced him to call brother again, wishing he could call hundreds of times before being let go.

At this moment, the whole body seems to be falling apart, where is the strength?

He was almost laughed at by him, but he was shy and buried his face in the pillow with complicated emotions: "It's not your fault, it's too fierce."

Then he said in a low voice: "It's fierce."

A bit complaining, but the voice is very soft.

Feng Yun smiled softly, his heart softened in a mess.

He kissed down his hairline, and softly asked his ear tip: "Baba or Dad?"

A slightly hoarse magnetic voice rang in his ears, and Ning An trembled.

He wished he could kick this man down.

It's just that the disparity between the enemy and the enemy is too great at this moment, so he has to close his eyes and pretend to be dead without speaking, but his lips are tightly pursed.

Feng Yun didn't let him go, just drew circles on his heart with his fingertips, and kissed his cheek: "Speak quickly, Ning An."

Ning An ignored him, so he called again: "Ning An, Ning An, Ning An..."

Ning An finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

He hugged Feng Yun and turned over, pillowed his face on his shoulder, didn't speak, kept quiet and felt happy.

Drowsiness gradually rose, and he said in a daze, "I'm so tired, Feng Yun."

"I asked for leave for you." Feng Yun smiled lightly: "Go on and sleep."

"En," Ning An replied vaguely. He only slept for two or three hours that night, so he was indeed very tired.

But after a while, I still tried to open my eyes and said, "But if you don't go to work, you will always feel uneasy."

Feng Yun pressed his back, feeling the smooth and delicate touch in his palm, his skin was slightly cool.

He turned his head to look at him with complicated eyes, and after a while he said, "Don't worry, you have me."

Ning An let out a sigh of relief, nodded subtly against his chest, and then fell asleep again in peace.

It wasn't until he fell asleep that Feng Yun carefully got up, washed, changed his clothes and went to the company.

When Ning An woke up again, it was already noon, and the cicadas were singing outside the window, making Lin's house extremely quiet.

He went to take a shower, then went downstairs to eat something, and looked at the work schedule sent by the assistant in the mailbox.

It was still early, so he went to the bathroom to cover up the marks on his neck and wrists with concealer.

The concealer was specially bought just in case after Wang Rong and Xiao Di saw the traces last time.

Feng Yun's strength is great, and his skin is particularly prone to leaving marks, not to mention that Feng Yun sometimes sucks him on purpose...

He didn't drive to the studio until everything was dealt with, and he checked it carefully again.

After not seeing him for more than ten days, everyone in the studio greeted him enthusiastically, and Ning An also handed out the small gifts he brought from the exhibition to everyone.

Zhang Luo smiled and asked while receiving the gift: "Didn't Mr. Wang say that you asked for leave today? Why did you come here?"

Ning An smiled: "It's enough to rest for half a day."

Then he asked, "Is the teacher here?"

"The teacher has gone to the set." Zhang Luo said.

Ning An couldn't help but pause when he handed out the presents. He was the one who directly connected the production crew. If Wang Rong went there, he should have gone there on his behalf.

In just a short moment, his hand was grabbed.

Xiao Di looked at the ring on his hand, and suddenly asked: "Brother Ning, your ring...is it the same style as Mr. Feng's?"

Everyone gathered around in a clatter, chatting in unison: "Brother Ning, you are also a fan of Mr. Feng?"

"I also pre-ordered, but isn't the same model just started production? It won't be released until next month?"

"Brother Ning, where did you buy it?"

Ning An withdrew his hand amusedly, and said, "I didn't buy it, it was a gift from my family."

After distributing the presents, he entered the office, and called Wang Rong again, asking if he wanted to go there by himself.

Wang Rong was very quiet and said, "No need."

When it was time to get off work in the evening, he called again and asked again. As soon as Wang Rong picked it up and said hello, Zhang Qi took the phone away.

Zhang Qi said that the film crew had a dinner in the evening and asked Ning An to go there together.

There was a traffic jam on the way home from get off work, and when Ning An arrived at the set, everyone had already eaten half.

There were not many people, only Zhang Qi, Wang Rong and a few staff members, and Tian Xiaoci did not see them.

Zhang Qi pointed to the chair next to Wang Rong and signaled him to sit down: "They are still filming night scenes in Group B, so they may not be able to call it a day."

Ning An sat down.

Probably because Wang Rong knew that Ning An would come, so Wang Rong drank a lot of wine.

When pouring the wine again, Ning An calmly pressed the mouth of the glass and moved the bottle away for him.

Zhang Qi was not very happy when he saw his actions: "What's the point of telling your teacher to drink more and live like a saint all day?"

Ning An didn't listen to him, and turned to Wang Rong, "Teacher?"

Wang Rong smiled: "It's okay."

Ning An moved the hand covering the mouth of the cup away, Zhang Qi laughed, shook his head and sighed: "Young children nowadays are not sensible."

Wang Rong's emotion was not right, but it was very subtle, and people who didn't know him very well should not be able to notice it.

Since he wanted to drink, Ning An sat beside him and poured them wine.

In the middle, Zhang Qi called Ning An out to smoke, and asked him if something happened to them in Australia, or did they meet someone?

Ning An bit his cigarette holder and hesitated for a moment.

Zhang Qi glared at him immediately: "I don't know anything about your teacher, don't hide it from me."

He lifted his chin inward again: "It's easy for him to cause problems if he holds back like this."

Ning An held the cigarette between his fingers, watched the bright red sparks slowly dimming, and said after a while, "We met a Chinese named G."

"Do you know him?" Zhang Qi asked, frowning accordingly.

Ning An didn't quite know how appropriate to say. After all, it was Wang Rong's business. It was inconvenient for him to discuss too much with others, so he shook his head and said, "I don't know him, I just heard people call him that."

Zhang Qi nodded, and paused thoughtfully for a while, looking a little distressed.

But after a while, he put away his troubled look, biting a cigarette and going in.

Ning An didn't go in again, he stood outside, and the night wind blew over, still carrying thin heat.

The crew is in the suburbs, and the night sky looks vast and dark blue, and there are more and brighter stars than in the urban area.

It is more spacious than in the room, and it is also comfortable.

If being trapped in the room feels painful, it's better to come out, Ning An thought.

But he is not Wang Rong, and he doesn't understand what happened between them, so he can only think about it.

Everyone has difficult things, but most of them can be solved.

Only Wang Rong's seems to be particularly difficult.

He leaned against the wall, raised his head slightly, and smoked one puff at a time. The scene in the snow that day appeared before his eyes again.

It was like a dream, but it made him feel a little uncomfortable.

After a while, other people also came out, leaving only Zhang Qi and Wang Rong inside.

Everyone chatted outside for a while, and the others had to prepare for tomorrow's filming, so they left first.

Ning An waited outside for a while before walking inside.

The door was not closed, and he heard Zhang Qi say outside, "You, do you want to hang yourself on a tree?"

Then he said: "What can you blame for that incident back then? Are you going to live like this for the rest of your life?"

Wang Rong didn't speak for a long time, but Zhang Qi said again: "I really wish I could beat you up and wake you up."

Wang Rong smiled softly: "Okay, I should go back."

Zhang Qi was so angry that he cursed: "Get out, get out of here!"

Ning An drove Wang Rong back, his eyes were closed all the way, he was very quiet, as if he was drunk.

He didn't open his eyes until the car stopped in front of the house, and looked at Ning An with some doubts for a while.

Ning An called him: "Teacher?"

Wang Rong gradually came to his senses, rubbed his face with his palm, sat up straight again, and suddenly asked Ning An a question.

"If Feng Yun did something wrong, will you forgive him?"

"It depends on what matters." Ning An thought for a while, and then said softly, "I will give him a chance for the same thing, maybe twice, not too much."

Then he added cautiously: "This is just my personal attitude. Other people's choices may be different from mine, but that doesn't mean it's wrong."

Wang Rong nodded, lowered his eyes and smiled, Ning An was indeed very similar to the former Cheng Qian.

It's just that Ning An is rounder than his actual age, like a jewel that has experienced wind and rain and polished by time, it has already radiated brilliance.

At that time, Cheng Qian was too strong.

But people like them, when they are gentle, are like mellow wine, refreshing, and once they turn their faces, they are more ruthless than anyone else.

Very easy to confuse people.

Since that day, Wang Rong's mood has returned to normal.

Maybe Zhang Qi said something else before scolding him that could relax him.

Ning An didn't know.

But the busy life does not allow people to have too much time to hurt the spring and autumn.

October is coming soon, and the registration ceremony for the costume competition starts. Ning An registers through the Internet and obtains the serial code for the competition.

Just wait for the date stipulated in the competition to arrive and send the renderings to the sponsor.

After returning from Australia, he has been busy with various things in the studio and the crew.

During this time, Feng Yun made several short trips, and Ning An also flew over Q City twice with the crew.

There is not much time for the two to meet and stay together.

On the day when the contest confirmation email came, Ning An was working overtime in the studio, Feng Yun came back from out of town, and drove directly to pick him up to go home with him.

The people in the studio had dispersed, only Ning An's office was still lit.

Feng Yun pushed the door open and came in. The moment Ning An saw him, his eyes lit up.

He stood up with a smile and opened his arms to meet him, and was hugged by Feng Yun's waist.

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-12-0921:31:16~2019-12-1021:12:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Did you explode 1 today;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of warehouse keeper;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!