Chapter 70 Chapter 070 'My first kiss to...
Hearing this unreasonable request, a question mark emerged in Yan Kongqing's mind.
It even took him some time to recall the relationship with this so-called magazine from the depths of his memory. However, Yan Kongqing did not rush to answer. Instead, he asked, "What do you want this for?"
"Don't worry about it. I won't bother you to do them a favor. Give me their contact information. I have my own plans."
Yan Nanxing's ideas were always varied. Normally, Yan Kongqing wouldn't have asked too many questions and would have just let him go. But this time, the situation was special. After considering it for a while, he felt it necessary to remind him, "That magazine isn't very professional in the industry. Their popularity is very mysterious, and their members are very picky. If you want to cooperate with them, you can't rely on your past methods to succeed."
Yan Nanxing smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have an idea. No one can resist money."
Yan Kongqing frowned slightly: "Where did Yian get so much money?"
"I didn't say it was transferred out of Yian. This is my personal trip and it won't affect the company's account."
After hearing this, Yan Kongqing gave up the idea of ​​persuading him and instantly understood what Yan Nanxing meant. He felt puzzled and a little surprised.
"You want to shoot a private magazine?"
"Hmm." Since Yan Kongqing had already guessed it, he simply said it openly, "To be precise, Nan Fei and I are shooting a private publication together. We won't spread it to anyone else, so it's more reliable to find a small but trustworthy magazine like this."
This is true, but.
"Do you think you have too much free time? It seems that the workload that Grandpa assigned to you is still too small." Yan Kongqing complained expressionlessly, "But I've already said that they are very picky. I don't know if they have ever done this business before. You can figure it out on your own."
He hung up the phone coldly, but still sent the magazine's contact information.
A sharp tongue but a soft heart.
Yan Nanxing looked at the chat interface that ended the call and pushed the contact information and requirements to Wan Quan. Nan Fei watched the whole process from the side and understood his plan. He couldn't help but pretended to be calm and was a little excited.
"A foreign publishing house?" Nan Fei certainly understood Yan Nanxing's concerns, which were even more comprehensive than his thoughts. However, he had few opportunities to go abroad and had never gone out for such personal reasons, so he was inevitably nervous.
"It would be too rushed if we went tomorrow. We have to go back for recording on Friday..."
Thinking about the factors bit by bit, Yan Nanxing looked at his fearful expression and couldn't help laughing: "It will definitely be too late tomorrow. It will take some time to contact and communicate with the people over there. Just put your mind at ease and focus on the things at hand."
Nan Fei breathed a sigh of relief, then heard the person next to him say, "But there is indeed something more important right now."
After the words fell, Nan Fei sat up straight and said, "You say."
"Contact your agent and ask him to cancel tomorrow's announcement."
Yes.
Nan Fei obediently took out her cell phone and called Zhao Zong to report the situation. The two had been apart for less than half an hour. When Zhao Zong heard the good news, his tone was obviously filled with joy. After all, she had tried to persuade him several times without success, and she didn't know why he left for a short while. Nan Fei figured it out.
After hearing Yan Nanxing's voice, Zhao Zong regained his composure. Oh, this is the reason.
Zhao Zong was in a very complicated mood, but as things had come to this point he could only agree to Nan Fei's request, while reminding him explicitly and implicitly to have a good rest and that there must be no mistakes in the variety show shooting the day after tomorrow.
Nan Fei was secretly a little embarrassed and didn't look up at Yan Nanxing, but the direction of these words was too obvious and it was hard not to think too much.
After the call ended, the car fell into silence. Yan Nanxing chuckled, "Why, did Brother Zhao find out?"
"I'm taking into consideration that you have a job, so I'm not overdoing it. Isn't today just a small interview? How could you be noticed if you just sit there and do nothing?"
Nan Fei tugged at his clothes, afraid that her concise words would be overheard: "...The way you walk is still a little off, but the interview won't show it."
Yan Nanxing laughed muffledly, which made Nan Fei slightly annoyed. Just when she was about to let go, she was held by the other party. The two of them interlocked their fingers and placed them on their legs next to each other. Just such a simple little action calmed her down immediately.
Yan Nanxing, intentionally or unintentionally, gently stroked the back of his lover's hand with his fingertips, lowering his voice: "Well, it's my fault. After all, you have no experience. It's only right that you should be a little gentler."
This actually made Nan Fei feel a little embarrassed. He turned his gaze forward and replied hesitantly, "Actually... you did quite well."
Yan Nanxing tilted her head slightly: "Like it?"
"I wouldn't say I like it that much. It's a little strange." Nan Fei lowered his eyes and chose his words carefully. "But I do understand why excessive indulgence in this kind of thing is strictly prohibited."
What a subtle statement! How can the tenderness between lovers be described as something so rigorous and objective?
But this statement was too "Nan Fei" and Yan Nanxing laughed.
"Doesn't that mean being comfortable?" Yan Nanxing pressed forward, moving closer. "It just so happens that you agreed to come to my house. Do you think you can get away with it this time?"
"This is the house I've lived in for almost five years. Apart from work, this is where I spend most of my time. My bedroom, my bed, is more full of life than Huayang's old house."
This sentence was full of seduction, trying to tempt people to imagine. Nan Fei couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to keep some distance, but found himself squeezed against the car window.
The originally spacious back seat of the car suddenly became crowded. Nan Fei wanted to avoid it, but Yan Nanxing used his other hand to turn his face so that they could look at each other.
Seeing the man getting closer and closer, Nan Fei was at his wit's end. He lowered his voice and said, "Your agent... is driving..."
This is not a specially designed vehicle. Even Wanquan can see what is happening behind him through the rearview mirror just by raising his head.
"Ah... this kind of thing, he's a professional agent, so he should be used to it." Yan Nanxing's voice deepened, and he had no intention of giving up his evil deeds. "Well, even if he's not used to it, he should be used to it by now after following me."
With the atmosphere at this point, blindly rejecting him was indeed a bit disappointing. Nan Fei took a deep breath, closed his eyes and took the initiative to kiss him. Unexpectedly, the touch on his lips was very light and the familiar scent did not come. When he opened his eyes again, Yan Nanxing looked at him with a half-smile, and on his lips was the thumb of the hand that was caressing his face.
"I just wanted to see your makeup today. What did someone think of?"
Nan Fei:?
The slight awkwardness and shyness turned into anger in an instant. Just when she was about to slap Yan Nanxing's hand away and get angry with him, he came closer and deepened the kiss again.
After talking about their relationship, there were no pure kisses between the two. They were either so simple that they separated at the first touch, or they were side dishes with affection. Yan Nanxing took this opportunity to treat her well, kissing her until she was dizzy and only let her go when she was almost out of breath.
Nan Fei gasped twice and struggled to adjust his breathing rate. Yan Nanxing took the opportunity to kiss him again, gradually calming him down.
The kiss lasted for several minutes. At least when Nan Fei came to her senses, she didn't know how long she had remained in this numb state.
My mouth was dry, as if it had been completely eaten away, and my mind was blank.
When he regained his ability to think, the first thing that came to his mind was awe and respect for Yan Nanxing.
How can he be so calm after receiving the same kiss?
Of course, all this was attributed to Yan Nanxing's extraordinary skills. No one knew how he had honed his skills. Nan Fei didn't feel jealous, after all, he was the one who enjoyed it in the end.
But curiosity piqued, and I couldn't help but ask, "How did you become so skilled?"
Yan Nanxing said leisurely: "I learned it all by myself without a teacher."
There is a vague sense of frustration of being outdone.
Nan Fei certainly didn't believe it: "How can anyone learn this without a teacher?"
That's too obscene.
"Why is this impossible? It's the same principle as learning. If you want to know something, you look for learning methods and techniques, memorize the knowledge, and practice it when you have the chance. This is the process of self-study. How can it not be considered self-taught?"
Yan Nanxing's reasoning was convincing, but Nan Fei wasn't fooled: "But you already had practical experience before, and now you're trying to frame me, so I can't verify it."
It's just pure bluffing.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this murmur, Yan Nanxing actually explained very seriously: "No."
Nan Fei heard it, reacted, and was a little bit incredulous: "Nothing?"
"Before you, I had no practical experience in kissing." Yan Nanxing curled her lips and smiled, "After all, kissing is too disgusting. It's completely tied to emotions, so I don't like kissing people at all."
Seeing Nan Fei's eyes gradually widen, he deliberately showed an expression of sudden enlightenment: "Ah, so what you want to hear is this, 'My first kiss was actually with you', right?"
Nan Fei muttered to himself that he actually didn't care about this matter at all, but he still couldn't help but feel moved.
"You...you don't like it, then you still..."
The behavior of crossing the line occurred as early as half a month ago. There is no more appropriate word to explain the behavior at that time except "infatuated".
To be honest, Nan Fei can no longer remember the scene clearly, but she still remembers the shock she felt when Yan Nanxing kissed her.
It was as if my soul had been captured, and the only thing left in my mind and body was the person in front of me. No matter whether I liked him or disliked him, I couldn't reject him.
It was undeniable that at least he didn't hate the kiss.
And now, Yan Nanxing said in front of him that it was also his first kiss.
How could one believe the good words of someone who always speaks sweet words? But Nan Fei's intuition told her that what Yan Nanxing said was true.
My brain was slightly disconnected for a moment, but after a while, I clearly heard Yan Nanxing say: "I've already said it, this is a completely emotional behavior. I hated kissing before, but it doesn't affect my love for it now."
"Well, the most important thing is, when I saw you like that, the first thing that came to my mind was to kiss you."
Nan Fei's face turned red.
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