Chapter 42
The first rays of sunlight in the morning passed through the gauze and dimly cast a shadow on the quiet room.
Xia Yan leaned against the head of the bed, feeling the pain in his body, his eyes were dull, his vision was unfocused, his head was aching slightly from the hangover, and red plum blossoms fell on his snow-white upper body.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally found his voice and asked the system tremblingly: [I remember... I am the top? ]
999 whispered: [Yes. ]
[Tu Xi is the protagonist and the bottom. ]
[Yes. ]
[In that case...] The young man's hands tightly grasped the thin quilt, and he squeezed out the second half of the sentence from his teeth expressionlessly: [Then why am I being suppressed? ]
[...]
[Why? 】
The system was speechless, and the tense data began to distort: [I will go to investigate the main plot, host, you should rest first, after all, you were very tired last night. 】
Xia Yan: [……] You are talking nonsense.
The system knew that it had said the wrong thing, and immediately slipped away.
Xia Yan never smoked, but at this moment, he especially wanted to have a cigarette to calm his turbulent emotions. Fortunately, the hotel only provides sexual products, not cigarettes, and did not give him the opportunity to fall.
Fuck! It seems even more sad.
"Hmm."
The man next to him moved his arm, and his five fingers groped in the direction of the young man. The young man subconsciously tightened his body, feeling the man's arm passing through his waist, and the furry hair rubbing against his skin, soft and sticky.
Tu Xi was sleeping soundly, with chestnut hair and white and soft cheeks, she was as clean as a little angel.
A little angel with infinite strength who could have sex seven times a night.
Xia Yan: “…”
With the contact of skin, the memory of last night gradually came back. The man’s broad palm stroked his shoulder blade, and the skin kissed, bringing a scorching temperature that seemed to burn people.
Ahhhhhh!!! My brain is blocked! I can’t think about it anymore.
Although it’s very comfortable, I can’t ignore him down there!
The character setting of the scumbag is completely broken.
The young man took a deep breath and carefully moved the man's arm, wanting to leave. He thought for a while, but just as he moved his right hand away, his left hand hugged him again. He moved his left hand away, and his right hand hugged him again.
Endless reincarnation, right?
The corners of his mouth twitched, and he grabbed the man's two hands neatly and moved them away at the same time. Very good, we can go. As soon as Xia Yan moved his legs, an indescribable sour feeling surged up from below, and then he collapsed again.
Xia Yan: "..."
He moved too much. Tu Xi opened her eyes in a daze, feeling the familiar body temperature and smell, and immediately hugged him again, with a sweet voice: "Good morning, Yanyan."
Xia Yan looked at him expressionlessly.
The man blinked, looking energetic and full of energy, forming a sharp contrast with the young man's listlessness. He knew that he was suspected of taking advantage of someone's misfortune yesterday, and immediately sat up: "What kind of porridge does Yanyan want to drink? Green vegetables and lean meat, preserved egg and lean meat, or shrimp and seafood porridge? I'll ask the hotel to deliver the meal."
"..."
"…………"
"I don't want to eat anything." Xia Yan kicked the man, "I just want to sleep now, get out of here."
"I'll sleep with you."
Xia Yan: "Go and deal with your online mess first."
Tu Xi sighed with regret in his heart. It seemed that he couldn't eat meat in a short time. He listened obediently, picked up the nightgown on the ground, casually draped it over his shoulders, and closed the door properly.
At this moment, get rid of the weak filter of the protagonist.
From the perspective of a normal person, looking at Tu Xi, he is 1.81 meters tall, about the same as himself, maybe not as tall as the protagonist, but definitely tall.
Broad shoulders, narrow waist, and eight pack abs.
Damn! Because he never took off his shirt, I didn't realize he had two more packs than me. He
seemed gentle and kind, but he actually did something perverted like hiring a detective to follow someone, which meant he was definitely not a soft bun that could be easily manipulated.
Why did I feel sorry for him before?
The filter of "little wife" shattered all over the floor.
Xia Yan pulled back the quilt and covered himself with it. He was very sad and needed some quiet time.
*
Eleven o'clock.
Living room of the presidential suite.
The aroma of rice porridge filled the air, exuding the sweetness of seafood. Xia Yan sat on the soft cushion, which greatly reduced the burden somewhere.
He glanced over the tables and chairs inconspicuously.
He saw that the bare chairs yesterday were now all thoughtfully cushioned.
Although it was still quietly reminding him of what happened yesterday, it at least made him feel better than the special treatment of only cushioning one chair.
Things have already happened, and there is no point in continuing to regret.
No matter what, Xia Yan is also a man, and he is not the one who is so timid. It's just that this sleep shattered his vague good impression of her into slag.
Ahem... Not every man can accept his wife becoming her husband.
Xia Yan took a sip of porridge with a spoon and changed the subject without leaving a trace: "How did you deal with the online incident?"
"During the live broadcast yesterday, I seemed to be forgiven easily because Yanyan spoke for me and the people in the cafe acted too aggressively." Tu Xi looked at him with a smile, with affection in her eyes and eyebrows, "Thank you, Yanyan."
The things about Xia Yan on the Internet have always been outrageous.
Now hearing that Tu Xi, his partner, is actually a black-and-white, some netizens were horrified, but after hearing Xia Yan's remarks, they suddenly started to bow down.
[The love between perverts. Is this something that can be said? ]
[Before, I was worried that Tu Xi could not suppress Xia Yan, but now I know that they are going in both directions, I am relieved. ]
[What? Tu Xi is a stalker maniac. Xia Yan knew about this and agreed. Oh, then it’s nothing. The little interest between husband and wife is over. 】
[The relationship between the two was exposed, and it was also the paparazzi hired by Tu Xi. ]
[Tu Xi, what a sinister man. ]
………
The online discussion has been controlled.
Xia Yan found the small account that first exposed Tu Xi on the Internet, and clicked on it, but there was nothing. However, the owner of the Weibo account probably spent money to buy hot searches and recommendations, and a lot of Internet celebrities forwarded it.
The private lives of celebrities are easy to expose, and it was exposed in less than ten minutes.
"Can you find the owner of the number?" Xia Yan asked hesitantly.
Tu Xi: "If you want to find it, you can still find it, but there is no need." In a way, he should thank this person.
He revealed that he was afraid of Xia Yan knowing the truth, which made him forgiven, and...
Tu Xi's eyes gently swept over the young man's neck. Above the collarbone, there was a small red mole, covered by a deep red kiss mark, as if marking himself, which made Tu Xi very satisfied.
The young man shuddered sensitively and led the topic as if nothing had happened: "The filming of "Heartbeat" has ended, you should go back to filming movies."
Tu Xi laughed softly: "Yan Yan is so anxious to get me out?"
"I want a boyfriend who is an actor."
"?"
Xia Yan took another sip of porridge: "A variety show star with poor acting skills has a boyfriend with good acting skills. Isn't it interesting?" So... hurry up and get to work!
It's so embarrassing to face each other now.
Tu Xi saw through the young man's conceit at a glance, but smiled and didn't expose him. He nodded in a good-tempered manner. Hmm! Accepting the new script gave the young man a chance to relax.
But before that...
"Do you remember? I said before that I have a gift for you."
It was only a few days ago, but the things that happened at that time were already very far away. Xia Yan thought for a while before digging it out from the depths of his memory.
He nodded: "Yeah, I remember."
"Ayrton's global spokesperson."
"?"
"My gift to you."
"???"
Ayrton is a century-old French brand that focuses on elegance and romance. Tu Xi is their global spokesperson, and his advertisements are still hanging in every Ayrton store.
But in the blink of an eye, it became his own?
Xia Yan was puzzled: "With my status, do they agree?"
"I went to France to discuss this with them. Although something unexpected happened in the middle, I had to rush back overnight, but fortunately the result was good in the end and they agreed." Tu Xi continued: "Of course, it's not you who is the spokesperson..."
He stretched out five fingers and wrapped them around the young man's hand: "It's the two of us who are the spokespersons."
"..."
"It's a pity that we haven't had a couple endorsement after dating for so long." Tu Xi smiled and said: "I want the two of us to appear on the billboard together."
The man's voice was low and a little sweet, quietly telling of his love.
Xia Yan didn't want to go.
What's the point of him having so many endorsements? There's no need to occupy Tu Xi's resources. But due to his personality, he couldn't refuse directly. After thinking for a moment, he came up with an excuse: "I already have the endorsement of Beaufort. It's not appropriate for me to endorse Ayrton. There is a business conflict between the two parties."
"I have already considered this matter."
"?" "
You and I will endorse Ayrton's high-end watch series together." Beaufort focuses on clothing, jewelry, and sunglasses, and has not yet entered the watch industry. Therefore, if Xia Yan endorses it, it will not be considered a breach of contract.
Tu Xi has calculated everything and is just waiting for the young man to accept this gift.
Xia Yan: "For the specific situation, I need to ask Wang Dazhuang."
Tu Xi nodded and said softly, he was about to find a new topic to continue the conversation. But the young man's mobile phone rang abruptly, and the sound of the bell broke the ambiguity.
Xia Yan put down the spoon and picked up the phone. An unfamiliar number kept flashing.
After a moment's hesitation, he pressed the answer button.
"Yan Yan!!! I wasn't the one who leaked the news about Tu Xi!!!" Curly's panicked voice rang in his ears. His voice was hoarse, "I didn't disobey your order."