Don’t Be a Kept Man

Chen Yi has already said this, and if he refuses to continue, it will inevitably appear that he has a ghost in his heart. Fu Xiunian can only stumbling and responding: "OK... okay."

His calm thoughts have been disturbed, and the frames on the TV appear dull. Only the characters' mouths are closed, and nothing is heard.

It was almost eleven o’clock in the evening, the two of them finally couldn’t help but prepare to go to bed. Fu Xiunian turned over a loose casual suit from the closet and gave him: "This suit is new. I haven't worn it yet. You take a shower. Wear this."

"Thanks."

Chen Yi took the clothes and put them on his shoulders casually. As he passed the kitchen, he caught a glimpse of some familiar ingredients from the corner of his eye and couldn't help but stepped back. He hadn't paid much attention just now: "You did the takeaway today?"

Fu Xiunian squinted his eyes with a smile, tried to suppress the arc of his mouth, and then nodded vigorously: "I learned it from the online tutorial."

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows slightly: "No, you used to cook so badly."

Fu Xiunian explained earnestly: "Before it was because of the lack of ingredients, and I didn't know how to make a fire. The rice was either raw or battered. There was no way to avoid it."

Chen Yi didn't say anything. He glanced at him and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

The sound of crashing water sounded, even though it was so clear across a door. Fu Xiunian sat quietly on the sofa, looking directly at Chen Yi’s mobile phone screen. He stared for a long while, and was about to look away. At this moment, suddenly Someone sent a WeChat message, and the phone on the coffee table buzzed.

The pitch-black screen suddenly lit up, and Fu Xiunian swept across at will, and then he couldn't control his vision and freeze-

Xiaomeng: Take care of yourself outside.

Chen Yi did not disclose much about the family, and Chen Xiaomeng has been hospitalized, but few people know that he has a younger sister.

After Fu Xiunian was stunned for a moment, Chen Yi had already walked out of the bathroom. He was wearing a pure black T-shirt and gray casual trousers. His hair was still dripping with water and his waist was thin. It was different from the day, but it was another. A **** and cold look.

Fu Xiunian retracted his gaze and stood up slowly for a while, "It seems that someone sent you a message just now."

Chen Yi wiped his hair indiscriminately with a towel, took a look at the phone, moved his fingertips slightly, and said nothing.

Fu Xiunian looked down thoughtfully, then smiled, "Is it your girlfriend?"

Chen Yi raised his brows when he heard that, and his slightly sharp eyes looked at him with a smile, with a white towel draped around his neck, and his whole body was very stubborn. He approached Fu Xiunian and said, "So what? "

Saying it means not saying it.

The breathing of the two of them was audible. Fu Xiunian stepped back to avoid him, lowered his head and collected the trash on the table, and said warmly: "Not very good, you can blow your hair. The cold is heavy at night, and be careful of headaches."

Chen Yi walked into the room and leaned directly on the bed, making him want to beat him up painfully: "My hair is not long, I don't bother to blow."

Hearing this, Fu Xiunian put down the work in his hand, took out the hair dryer from the cabinet, and forcibly pulled Chen Yi off the bed: "No, my hair will wet the pillow."

Chen Yi reluctantly: "Don't do it the next day."

Having said that, he was still pulled by Fu Xiunian to sit on a small stool next to the bed. Fu Xiunian gently pulled Chen Yi's hair, and the soft warm wind shuttled between the ends of the hair, forming two sharp contrasts.

Chen Yi looked up at him and told the truth: "I feel like you were a bit rude to me today."

Hearing this, Fu Xiunian took a break with his hand, and then continued to blow his hair, with a lot less force than before, and his expression calmly: "Illusion."

Chen Yi: "Did you climb the wall? Which star? Do I know it?"

Fu Xiunian: "...No."

Chen Yi's hair was not long, and it was ready in seven or eight minutes. He went to bed and started playing snake-eating games. Fu Xiunian put the hair dryer in and went out to clean.

There were leftover snacks on the coffee table and the kitchen had no time to clean up. Fu Xiunian wiped the Zhongdao platform clean, then put the cleaned dishes in the cupboard, and paused when he saw a whole box of pumpkin pastries underneath.

He opened the box. There were about 20 failed products in it. Some were fried, some were half-baked, and some had less sugar. They were mixed in a mess and couldn't be eaten at all.

Fu Xiunian threw the box directly into the trash can. Chen Yi heard him washing the dishes outside, and finally distracted a few traces of his attention from the mobile game, and then extended his voice: "Hurry up and take a bath and sleep. You do it outside. Hygiene, I play games in it, and I look like an animal, mostly not human."

Fu Xiunian wanted to follow along, you still know.

But still Yiyan put down his work.

Not long afterwards, there was a splash of water outside, and Chen Yi was tired of playing games. He raised his eyelids and looked at the door, inexplicably thinking of a barrage that swiftly passed by when he was watching the show today.

——Does Fu Xiunian like Chen Yi? He can do whatever Chen Yi asks him to do.

Chen Yi is suspicious, is it true?

Fu Xiunian took a bath for a long time, and finally came out from inside. He was slender and had an outstanding temperament, just like the noble son of an ancient scholarly family. He usually didn't think it was. After a closer look, Chen Yi found that his waist was awkward.

Fu Xiunian noticed his gaze, and his heart, which had been calm for a long time, suddenly throbbed. He quickly turned off the light and went to bed, and said calmly, "It's late, go to bed."

The room fell into darkness for a moment, but the two of them were not sleepy.

Fu Xiunian usually lives alone and lacks security, so he didn't order a bed that was too big. The two big men were enough to sleep. At this time, the disadvantages appeared. Chen Yi could rub his elbow when he turned around.

Fu Xiunian moved to the side of the bed without a trace, thinking that he might as well sleep on the sofa.

Chen Yi didn't know if he was deliberately fooling him, he rustled and turned over, then squeezed to his side, and Fu Xiunian moved there again.

Squeeze again, move again, squeeze again, move again.

Just when Fu Xiunian almost fell out of bed, a powerful arm suddenly passed through his waist, pulling him back with a slight effort.

Chen Yi said: "You can't fall to death."

Fu Xiunian didn't expect this, and the whole person fell into his arms, his back pressed against his chest, and Chen Yi's aggressive aura filled his entire body, making his whole body stiff.

He began to regret why he kept the other party today.

Chen Yi spoke out in the dark, hesitantly commented: "Your waist...seems to be quite thin."

Fu Xiunian had a meal: "Where is your girlfriend, haven't you hug your girlfriend?"

Chen Yi: "I don't have a girlfriend."

Fu Xiunian: "Oh."

People who are insecure would habitually hug something to sleep at night. Chen Yi didn't have this habit before, but when he woke up the next morning, he found that he was holding Fu Xiunian in his arms.

The tight one.

The opponent is thin, but very well-proportioned, and is very comfortable to hold. In addition, the man will have a very embarrassing reaction in the morning, and he turns his back to Chen Yi...

In short, the two people are in an awkward posture.

Chen Yi lifted the quilt and looked at it, then took back his hand calmly, got out of the bed lightly and went to the bathroom. With a slight sound of closing the door, the person lying on the bed moved and silently put the quilt on. Pull, only the red ear tips are exposed.

There were disposable toothbrushes and new towels prepared in advance yesterday in the bathroom. Chen Yi washed them out, and Fu Xiunian just woke up, as if nothing happened, he said good morning to Chen Yi if nothing happened.

Fu Xiunian: "Do you have breakfast, I'll do it?"

Chen Yi looked at him with his face under his hands, unexpectedly a little bit contrasting: "Whatever, it's all done."

Fu Xiunian turned and walked into the kitchen: "Then juice and bacon omelette sandwich."

He didn't know if it was because of nervousness or something else. The palms of his hands started to sweat again, and the oil temperature in the pan gradually increased. Fu Xiunian beat an egg down, and there was a sound of thorns. When it was finally out of the pan, he seemed to I was not very satisfied with the shape, and fried another one.

Chen Yi's ears listened and counted in his heart. It was preliminarily estimated that Fu Xiunian had beaten nine eggs in at least, but in the end only three eggs came on the plate, all of which were round in shape, half-ripe, neither burnt nor mushy. Just right.

Facing his subtle gaze, Fu Xiunian calmly said: "You two, me one, I will go frying if it is not enough."

Chen Yi was silent for a moment, and asked curiously: "Do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

Obsessive-compulsive disorder is still good, and it is not good. This behavior is called paranoia.

Fu Xiunian drank a sip of the juice, and said with his eyes down, "Maybe I am used to it. When I was young, I had to do my best no matter what I did."

Chen Yi was happy when he heard the words: "Very good, like me."

When he was practicing martial arts in his previous life, that paranoid energy was even stronger than Fu Xiunian.

Halfway through the meal, Chen Yi's cell phone rang. He didn't think much about seeing Dingdang's call. As soon as the phone was connected, Zhou Ming's thunderous voice came from the microphone: "Chen Yi! You! Are you crazy!! Get me out of the company for a meeting!"

Chen Yi took a sip of water calmly: "What are you going to do, go to your grave?"

When Zhou Ming heard this, he almost suspected that there was a problem with his ears. He couldn't understand why Chen Yi, who had been obedient to himself before, became like this. His head was dizzy with anger, and he couldn't speak clearly: "You, you, you... …"

Chen Yi didn't bother to care about him: "sb."

He hung up after speaking.

Fu Xiunian watched the whole process, some want to laugh, and finally held back. He coughed slightly and said to Chen Yi: "You haven't watched Weibo yet, Li Silu and China Entertainment are having trouble."

Chen Yi: "Huh?"

Fu Xiunian explained: "Li Silu's popularity is no longer good. Her agent tricked her to accompany a 50-year-old advertiser. She went to accompany her, but the advertisement was picked up by Yang Nianbing, a little flower recently favored by China Entertainment. She was angry. He directly tore his skin and shook the black material of China Entertainment, including the forced personal incident of the show "I Come From Afar"."

After he finished talking, he took a look at Chen Yi: "As far as this morning, she also said...The company also forced you to recruit black people, so China Entertainment may have an appointment with you in private."

Chen Yi usually doesn’t go online, so I don’t know that Weibo has fallen out. After all, Li Silu is an old man under the umbrella of China Entertainment. Naturally, he will keep a close eye when doing things. He has a lot of evidence in his hands. This time he may be mad. , Directly all burst out.

Recently, there is too much news. Netizens are choking to death when eating melons. Half believe and half don’t believe it. China Entertainment has also hired a lot of naval forces for marketing, which has disrupted the situation. Most of the entertainment circles are discussing this. thing.

——My mother, Huayu is too depressed. I thought that forcibly setting up people is a foodie, upright learning and domineering, and forcing the artist to recruit gangsters on their own.

——I mean how Li Slu's hacking tricks on the show are so obvious. It turned out to be forced. I don't like her, but I believe in this matter. Is China Entertainment doing less **** things these years?

——……Is only my focus on Chen Yi? Li Silu said that Chen Yi was also forced to commit suicide. Is it true? ? ?

——Ibid.

Chen Yi simply swiped his Weibo and found that the trouble was quite serious. No wonder Zhou Ming found Dingdang directly, so he had to go to the company to avoid the trouble of the other dog jumping over the wall to find Chen Xiaomeng, and just finished eating. Goodbye.

Fu Xiunian couldn't help asking: "Are you going to China Entertainment?"

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows and nodded: "Just join in the fun."

Fu Xiunian didn't know what he thought of, and smiled: "You are very free and easy, but China Entertainment has a tough approach. If you encounter any trouble, you can find me."

Chen Yi asked, "Why are you looking for?"

Fu Xiunian was taken aback when he heard the words, and moved his fingertips uneasy: "I...I know some friends, maybe I can help you."

Chen Yi smiled, did not speak, got up and pulled the table and chair away, and touched his head easily: "Go, don't send it, come to your house next time to eat."

His palms were always hot, and the force that fell on the top of his hair was very light. It was as fleeting as a dragonfly, and it was not gentle like the movements that Chen Yi could make. Fu Xiunian stayed for a while, and when he reacted, inside the room But the other side was already gone.

Chen Yi put on a mask and stopped a rental car downstairs to go to the headquarters of China Entertainment. It was a little late. When he arrived at the company, the meeting was almost over. The meeting room on the second floor was filled with senior China Entertainment and Zhou Ming. When everyone waited, Li Silu took her lawyer and assistant to sit opposite them, faintly forming a confrontation.

The talk between the two parties seemed unpleasant, Li Silu dropped a stack of papers on the table, and then left with a sneer.

Chen Yi was leaning against the office door to watch the excitement. When Li Slu opened the door, she was shocked when she saw him. Then she reacted and gave him a blank expression, with a grim tone: "Chen Yi, you can bear it, but be careful Like me, after they have taken advantage of it, I will kill the donkey."

Li Silu was actually very thin, her cheeks sunken, her face was haggard that could not be covered by cosmetics, her eyes were black and she hadn't slept well for a long time, her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked terribly tight.

No one wants to be a disgusting person, none of them are gods, no one can endure seven or eight years of abuse and cyber violence. What China Entertainment has done is just the last straw to crush the camel, maybe Li Slu I've had enough of such days.

This road was a shortcut, but they lost a lot of things along the way, far more than they got.

When I wanted to look back, I realized that I had gone too far.

Chen Yi looked at her, and did not say a rare cold word, which surprised Li Silu for a moment, but she quickly left with high heels.

The people in the conference room came out. When Zhou Ming saw Chen Yi, his eyes were eager to gouge him. He was about to say something, but Chen Yi listened impatiently, and walked straight downstairs with his hands in his pockets.

Zhou Ming quickly followed his **** and said, "Chen Yi, I won't care about what you did a few days ago, but you'd better keep your mouth tight on this matter, and don't destruct yourself like that crazy woman like Li Slu. For the future, there will be no good results when an egg touches a rock!"

He followed Chen Yi all the way to the gate of the company, only to realize that a bunch of reporters were surrounded by some unknown time outside. Zhou Ming turned around in shock and wanted to go back, but the reporters swarmed like flies and saw trash.

Zhou Ming's eyes darkened when he saw this, and he quickly rebuked Chen Yi, "You should be clear about what should be said and what should not be said."

Chen Yixin nodded: "Clear."

A bunch of reporters rushed over, and the head of the team pushed away and handed the microphone to Chen Yi with difficulty: "Mr. Chen Yi, you and Li Silu are both artists under the China Entertainment Group. Is it true that Qiang Li recruited black people? Is it?"

Chen Yi: "It's true."

Zhou Ming: "?!!!"