sinovels Chapter 78 Let Me Escort You
Chapter 78 Let Me Escort You
Ying Xiaofeng was still holding back his urine, his teeth chattered uncontrollably when he saw such a heart-pounding scene, "You...you..."
However, Yun Zian couldn't see the embarrassment of being caught by his manager at all on Yun Zian's face. His two arms were weak and boneless wrapped around Rong Xiao's neck, and he even stuck out his tongue to lick Rong Xiao in front of Ying Xiaofeng. Kissed the sexy little mole on Rong Xiao's neck, sucked the skin with two lips, and made an extremely loud "boo" when he left, immediately leaving a red strawberry mark on the wheat-colored skin.
"You—" Ying Xiaofeng was still a pure virgin, his face was already red enough to bleed at this moment, and his throat was screaming like a screaming chicken, "Yun Zi'an, you are shameless——!"
However, the desire to urinate in the lower body was too violent, which made him unable to hold on any longer. His tightly clamped legs trembled like chaff. Before he left, he still said harshly, "I'll clean you up when I come back!"
"What should I do... my husband..." Yun Zi'an looked at Rong Xiao with a smile, his voice was delicate and deliberate, "He said he wanted to punish me..."
"You..." Rong Xiao's mouth twitched, "Don't play with him anymore..."
In his opinion, Ying Xiaofeng is pitiful enough, just like a pitiful mouse, played by Yun Zian, a vicious thief cat, in the palm of his hand, always unwilling to give others a good time.
"Even if you say you are my husband now, he won't believe it. Even if you throw the marriage certificate in his face, he will think it's a fake certificate." I never heard a single word of truth from my mouth in Nian."
He reached out and patted Rong Xiao's face, and the wicked smile on the corner of his mouth gradually widened, "Instead of worrying about me...you should think about how to explain it to him first."
"What am I explaining?" When Rong Xiao heard this, he couldn't help but frowned deeply, and he was puzzled, "This is my home, you are my wife, everything that happened now is legal, compliant, and reasonable, why should I explain?" ?”
"Hmm..." Yun Zi'an pursed his lips and blinked innocently, "In the story I just told, my husband 'died' in Lop Nur with no bones left, so now you are a 'deceitful corpse', But after the founding of the country, it was not allowed..."
Just hearing the word "death" made Rong Xiao's expression turn black, and his voice suddenly rose an octave, "What the hell are you talking about???"
"I said you..." Yun Zi'an couldn't help laughing, and giggled happily under Rong Xiao's gaze, "...Now it's like playing with a married man."
Rong Xiao's forehead is full of black lines. Her mother is legally holding a certificate to work. Not only is she dead, but her mother's corpse is exposed in the wilderness. She just made out with her wife and became a hooligan who plays with a married man... …
How can this be reasonable! ! !
At this time, I heard a rush of footsteps from far to near outside the bathroom. After urinating, Ying Xiaofeng went into battle lightly, with a stainless steel basin on his head, a broom in his left hand, and a feather duster in his right. He pointed at Rong Xiao's nose and yelled angrily, "Scatter your big pig's hooves—!"
Rong Xiao raised his hands as if surrendering, in his heart he admired Yun Zi'an in capital letters, and wanted to explain everything clearly to Xiaofeng, "I..."
"Shut your mouth!" Ying Xiaofeng poked his face with a feather duster, "From now on, everything you say will be evidence in court! You don't have the right to hire a lawyer, you can only remain silent!"
This is fucking exploitation, Rong Xiao gasped deep in his throat, barely choking to death, "I'm actually..."
"You said—" The feather duster in Ying Xiaofeng's hand pointed at Yun Zian again, "Who is he to you?"
Yun Zi'an sat on the sink with his arms folded, his two long legs crossed together, as if he was watching a show, with a smile on his face, "He..."
His tone was deliberately elongated, giving people unlimited room for reverie, "...my mistress."
Rong Xiao's eyes suddenly changed, wishing he could bite him to death.The status of his own fucking legal husband has plummeted from his mouth, not to mention that his status is not as good as before!
"Commonly known as Mazi, Bangjiaer..." Yun Zian was not only not afraid of death, but also added fuel to the fire, "A more modern way of saying it is..."
His rosy lips parted slightly, and with a flick of his tongue, he spit out a word, "... duck."
Ying Xiaofeng was going crazy, his sharp voice could pierce the eardrums, "Yun Zi'an—!"
He wished he could knock Yun Zian's head off and see what was inside, "Aren't you f*cking afraid of getting sick!!!"
"I..." No one could understand his feeling of wanting to cry but no tears. Rong Xiao raised his head and looked at the dazzling light above his head. He didn't know what to explain, "...I'm not sick."
"You don't have a place to talk!" The feather duster in Ying Xiaofeng's hand poked him hard on the cheek again, "Shut up!"
After finishing speaking, he turned his head and roared at Yun Zi'an, "Don't you have a deep-rooted affection for your dead husband!"
"Yeah, I have a deep-seated love for my dead ghost husband." Yun Zian still smiled, and glanced at Rong Xiao, "My dead ghost husband also knows how deep my feelings for him are."
Ying Xiaofeng couldn't figure it out, "Then what are you doing now? Aren't you afraid that in the middle of the night your damn husband will crawl out from the ground and strangle you to death!"
"I love him, sleeping with me won't delay other people." Yun Zian also has his own reasons, "My feelings will always be loyal to him, but my body also has its own desires."
He really said everything by himself...
Ying Xiaofeng, who has never been in love once, can't understand such advanced and complicated feelings at all. In his traditional and conservative view of love, loving someone should belong to him both body and mind, but he really hasn't thought deeply about it. What to do when your loved one dies...
Yun Zian asked him directly, "Did I break the law?"
Ying Xiaofeng was so blocked that he couldn't speak, "...No."
Yun Zian asked him again, "Have I affected others?"
Ying Xiaofeng still couldn't refute, "...No."
"Then..." Yun Zi'an spread out his hands, "Then why not?"
"But..." But Ying Xiaofeng couldn't tell what was awkward, "But..."
"Humans are defined as creatures that can use language, have complex social organization and technological development, and emotions are an advanced and complex proposition. However, with the development of society to the present, no matter how technological breakthroughs and innovations are made, how fashion is unconventional..." Yun Zi'an looked directly into Ying Xiaofeng's eyes, "People still believe in the feudal superstition in their hearts, which in itself is a kind of lag."
Hearing this at first glance, he seemed to be taller, but Ying Xiaofeng, an ignorant person, was shocked in place, his lips trembled for a long time, unable to utter a word, "..."
Yun Zian seemed to be tired of telling these mortals, and stretched out his hand to Rong Xiao grandly, "Help me to bed."
Standing beside him was like a tall and burly bodyguard, Rong Xiao stretched out his arms resignedly to support his ancestor.
Walking out of the bathroom, he cast a sidelong glance at Yun Zi'an, gritted his teeth, "...you are truly astonishingly shameless."
"So-so." Yun Zian wasn't embarrassed at all, "Don't say it so harshly, it's called self-cultivation of an actor."
Left alone in the bathroom, with a stainless steel basin on his head, he watched Ying Xiaofeng, who looked like a bastard, stand there and digest Yun Zian's seemingly profound truths for a while, and suddenly felt a different taste, "Hey its not right……"
"...How did he talk about whoring so grandly?"
At the same time, in just a few hours, the public opinion on the Internet has also intensified, and even distorted into personal attacks. The popularity of the entry #云子安退趣娱乐圈# has been rising, and there have been a lot of comments every minute and every second in the past. Abuse and malice are released on major social platforms.
Yun Zian just glanced at it briefly, and casually threw the phone aside, "I've scolded for so many years, and I haven't found anything new."
"Yuan..." Rong Xiao changed into home clothes, holding the coffee for the two of them, still steaming, from his frowning, it can be seen that he is worried about Yun Zian, "I want to discuss with you one thing."
"Terminate the contract with Fei Tian." Rong Xiao looked into his eyes seriously, "If you want to go on in the entertainment industry, the Rong family and I can be the capital behind you."
Yun Zian didn't say anything immediately. This was the first time they talked about his career choice since their relationship was established. After all, in the eyes of everyone who knew his true identity, he entered the entertainment industry without capital, and it was nothing but nonsense. Support, just objections and scolding came one after another.
But Rong Xiao's attitude was also very clear from the beginning.
Whether you are serious or nonsense, I will always stand behind you.
"Actually..." Yun Zi'an subconsciously bit his lips, and for a moment he even wanted to tell Rong Xiao everything, but the moment he was about to speak, his throat choked again like a fishbone.
Rong Xiao handed the hot coffee to his palm, covering the back of his hand, his eyes were extremely serious, "The legal affairs are already negotiating with Feitian, as long as you nod, all related affairs and contracts can be transferred within 24 hours. "
"This time—" He bowed his back and kissed Yun Zi'an's ring finger almost reverently, like a noble knight bowing his head to his lord, "Let me escort you."
Yun Zian's heart seemed to be infused with an extremely powerful warm current. The sense of solid strength and warmth was something he had never had before. He smiled slightly, "Okay."