pretend

Chapter 4

The self-service bar with all kinds of snacks is not very far away. Yan Liang has not had time to drink water since lunch, and he has no appetite due to the fever, so he took some fruit salad and the like, and poured it again a glass of warm water.

When he came back with the tray, he found that Cheng Yue looked at him with brighter eyes than before, and Yan Liang just sat down and the person came up, "Hey, do you have your contact information, let's add a WeChat?"

Yan Liang ignored the other party's sudden enthusiasm and just took a sip of warm water silently.

Cheng Yue saw that he couldn't do it with one blow, so he stuck to it even harder. He has a head of golden curly hair, and the ends of his hair brushed Yan Liang's chin, as if he was rubbed by some kind of large stuffed animal. He couldn't tell. soft.

"And I don't know your name yet..." Cheng Yue whispered, her lips almost touched the other's ear, her warm breath sprayed on the skin on the side of her neck, ambiguous and provocative, "If you don't want to If it's above, I can come too."

No matter how dull Yan Liang is, he should understand this. He shook his head dumbfoundedly: "I'm not interested in that kind of thing... You should also eat some fruit." Saying this, he took the fruit plate he just brought over Push in front of each other.

Cheng Yue hit a wall, stuck a piece of watermelon in her heart, looked at Yan Liang suspiciously, and thought that this man was dressed like a duck, but he was so noble... Could it be that he was playing hard to get?

However, if such an appointment does not involve money transactions, it must be based on the premise of "you love me". Although Cheng Yue felt a little sorry, but after thinking about it, maybe there will be a chance to see you again in the future.

So he suddenly became interested again, and made up his mind to dig out more of the other party's personal information: "What did you do before? How did you know Young Master Qin?"

Yan Liang didn't expect Cheng Yue to gossip like this, and before he could open his mouth to deal with it, he suddenly felt a cold gaze penetrate the noisy environment and land on himself.

When he realized that he was looking up, he saw Qin Yuan looking at this side at some point. Because of the backlight, Yan Liang couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, and intuitively noticed that the person seemed very unhappy.

So he subconsciously stood up, and Cheng Yue, who was completely leaning on his shoulders unknowingly, jumped into the air, and almost fell over on the sofa.

"...Young Master Qin." Yan Liang hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward to say hello.

Qin Yuan put the wine glass in his hand back on the table, his eyes were gloomy, he glanced at Yan Liang expressionlessly, and tilted his head: "Come here."

Yan Liang took a few more steps forward and stood within arm's length.

Qin Yuan grabbed the other's slender waist with one hand, and brought him into his arms. The weight of the two men caused the sofa to sink a little; while He Yu and the other dandies were sitting across the table, and he would look at it with interest. The two overlapping each other let out piercing laughter from time to time.

"They're all looking at you." Qin Yuan clasped the other's chin with one hand, pressed his lips against Yan Liang's slightly red ear, and bit down without hesitation.

Accompanied by the sharp stinging pain, Yan Liang took a deep breath, subconsciously wanted to turn his head, but forced to look forward... He Yu stared lewdly at the bruised hickey on his collarbone, and then went all the way down, He stared at the hole in his thigh, as if he wanted to get in through the torn gap.

By the ear, Qin Yuan licked the blood oozing from the wound, chuckled and said, "Tell me, if I don't want you here, will he take you away?"

Maybe it was because of the fever that his thinking became dull, Yan Liang really didn't know how to answer, so he had to keep silent.

Qin Yuan thought that he was afraid, so he kissed the man's sweaty neck soothingly, and then took off the collar around Yan Liang's neck from behind, revealing the ferocious tooth mark.

But any man can see the strong possessiveness in it, which wakes up many dandies who covet their prey, and immediately put away their flirtatious gazes, as if putting human skin on their bodies again.

Qin Yuan, who had achieved his goal, was in a good mood, and kneaded the man's sensitive waist a few times, "What were you doing with that little biao in the corner just now?"

"You mean Cheng Yue?"

"Yo, I even know the name, so you guys really hooked up, right?" The young master narrowed his eyes, although he was still laughing, his voice had cooled down.

Yan Liang rubbed his dry eyes, and yawned quietly with this movement: "I met once during the filming before, and he is an artist who has become popular recently. As half of my colleagues, I don't know him well." Is it strange?"

Qin Yuan was upset again: "It's the first time you've said so many words for someone else."

"..." Yan Liang felt that this person was simply sick, "Then what are you going to do?"

It might be that the room was too noisy, he was a little dizzy right now, and even his voice was a little hoarse, sounding much weaker than before.

Qin Yuan reached out to take the remaining half glass of wine on the table, and gave orders: "Hey me."

Yan Liang accepted his fate, and just as he raised his hand, the man added slowly, "Use your mouth."

The corners of Yan Liang's eyes twitched, and he almost couldn't help splashing wine on the other's handsome face; but Qin Yuan seemed to enjoy his angry look, and smiled and raised the young man's chin: "Why, will it be okay if you come out to sell?" Excuse me?"

"How could it be?" Yan Liang blinked her eyes and pulled a smirk: "I'm also an actor after all, you can't underestimate my professionalism."

While speaking, he turned around while supporting the other party's shoulders, and sat directly on Qin Yuan's lap, raised his head to swallow the last sip of strong wine, and kissed the face that moved his heart.

Qin Yuan didn't expect the other party to be so direct, and almost choked on the wine by surprise, but Yan Liang didn't want to embarrass him in public—after all, if he offended someone, he would be the one who would be unlucky in the end.

So Yan Liang deliberately slowed down the rhythm, rubbed the fingers resting on the man's chin lightly, wrapped the spicy wine on the flexible tip of his tongue, pried open Qin Yuan's lips and teeth, and slowly took a sip of the warm wine.

He may have made up his mind to tell the other party what "kissing" is, so he changed the angle and explained it in a simple way.The latter let out a deep gasp because of this, the young man's lips were too hot, hotter than alcohol, so that dense stinging pain came from the lips that were sucked repeatedly, as if swallowing a ball of flame, and the pulse was too hot. Slightly faster.

At the moment when the unfamiliar heartbeat shook the eardrums, Qin Yuan's pupils shrank slightly, and his slightly stiff body seemed to be dragged by something - he subconsciously raised his hand, grabbed the slightly long black hair on his body, and pulled it Yan Liang pressed on the sofa beside her.

This movement was too big, even the thick sofa cushion was disturbed, and let out a tragic moan; Qin Yuan pressed his knees against Yan Liang's back, his lips flushed by kisses were pressed into an unkind straight line, his eyes were gloomy , a frightening chill condensed in the pitch-black pupils, like a dragon whose scales have been touched.

Hearing the obviously heavy gasping sound coming from behind, Yan Liang couldn't help but want to laugh, so the corners of her lips, which were forced to be unable to breathe, slightly raised, and her chest and lungs under pressure heaved violently, like a dying fish... Also like a person who is out of breath laughing.

Of course, the latter only exists in Yan Liang's imagination, but the reality is that he was almost smothered to death by Qin Yuan, and then the young masters around him were afraid that someone would die, so they rushed forward to "save" him .

At that time, Yan Liang had already fallen into a semi-comatose state due to lack of oxygen, and felt that someone was pinching him hard in his unconsciousness, so the closed eyes opened a gap with difficulty, and saw a cluster of pale golden curls. Mao... under the colorful lights, it is very dazzling.

"Yan... Yan Liang, damn, your name is Yan Liang, right?" Cheng Yue was so frightened that she couldn't stop shaking even as she pressed the other person's hand. It's coming, you can hold on..."

Yan Liang's Adam's apple rolled, but suddenly he couldn't find his own voice.

Well, he actually wanted to say that he was fine, just hold his breath for a few minutes, if it wasn't for the fever that affected his performance...

Of course, Yan Liang couldn't say it, so Cheng Yue looked at the other person's pale face like a dead person, and wanted to cry even more.

Just when he hurriedly unbuttoned the other party, and was about to do chest and lung compressions or something like a dead horse doctor, a big hand suddenly stretched out from behind, picked up his collar and threw him aside.

As soon as Cheng Yue stood firm, she saw Qin Yuan, who had already calmed down, appear out of nowhere, hugged Yan Liang who was weak all over, and strode out of the box.

"I..." Swallowing the dirty word behind with difficulty, Cheng Yue subconsciously wanted to chase after her, but when she came to the door of the room, she suddenly remembered that he and Yan Liang had known each other for less than an hour.

After such a brief hesitation, someone came and grabbed him from behind: "Forget it, if you follow him now, Young Master Qin will definitely be angry... If you offend him, none of us can save you."

Then watch Yan Liang almost get killed by him?Cheng Yue blinked vigorously, looking at the well-dressed beasts in this box, he suddenly felt an indescribable nausea and powerlessness.

But the fact is just as the other party said, he has no reason to pay too much attention, if he goes rashly, he will only drag himself into the water... The fingers behind his back are clenched into fists, but the usual smile has resumed on his face, Cheng Yue didn't struggle anymore, returned to her original position, and sat down slowly.

On the table in front of him was the fruit plate that Yan Liang had brought for him earlier, and he had already eaten most of the fruit in it. Cheng Yue stared blankly for a while, then stretched out her hand to fork a piece of watermelon, and threw it into her mouth... …

It seems that it is not as sweet as before.

The author has something to say: I have something to do today so I'm late... OTZ