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An Ruifeng looked into Ling Xi’s eyes and saw all of the changes in his expression that occurred. He calmed down a lot when he saw Ling Xi blushing—in fact, he simply wanted to kiss Ling Xi’s mouth directly, but he hesitated for fear of scaring the other party, and eventually chose to kiss the corner of his mouth.

It was a pretty ambiguous spot. A step back would turn him into a friend, and a step forward would turn him into a lover. 

He was apprehensive that Ling Xi would take the kiss for granted as a gesture of friendship—”Isn’t it true that all foreigners greet one another with a kiss on the cheek? He is a mixed-race man who has returned to his home country to further his career. He must have this habit as well, right?” He even found an explanation for Ling Xi.

But fortunately, Ling Xi blushed.

This suggested that Ling Xi hadn’t thought about friendship at all.

An Ruifeng was in a pleasant mood as he reflected on this. He teasingly reached out and touched Ling Xi’s face. “It’s hot enough to fry eggs.” He poured the remaining half bottle of water on the handkerchief and reapplied it on Ling Xi’s eyes. “Close your eyes. They’re still red. I’ll accompany you to the bathroom later to wash your eyes.” 

His attitude was kind, natural, and very casual. Ling Xi was bewildered and froze for a moment, not daring to move. He opened his mouth to ask him what the kiss just now meant, but he didn’t know where to start. Ling Xi’s senses had been heightened by the dark surroundings. The palm that was covering his eyes was hot enough to burn his CPU. If he had the black technology tail at this time, he would be hovering in mid-air.

After removing the handkerchief, An Ruifeng approached Ling Xi again. Ling Xi was startled and tried to hide, muttering frantically, “Don’t! Don’t! It would be bad if someone sees it.”

An Ruifeng knowingly asked: “What’s wrong with me wiping your eyes?”

Ling Xi had never seen An Ruifeng play a rogue before. An Ruifeng was the perfect example of a Yushu Linfeng every time they met in the past. Only this time, he displayed an unprecedented aggressiveness.

An Ruifeng of today was still gentle, but this time his gentleness was intoxicating.

Ling Xi reached out and grabbed his arm to argue with him, happening to grab An Ruifeng’s wounded right arm. Ruifeng had particularly lowered his cuff before entering the dressing room to cover the bandage, but the wound was fresh and couldn’t withstand Ling Xi’s strength. An Ruifeng let out a muffled groan uncontrollably.

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Seeing that he couldn’t hide it any longer, An Ruifeng told him about his injury honestly. He finished by saying that his wound had been sewn with the best absorbable thread and that the doctor had guaranteed there would be no scars after it healed. After all, actors relied on their appearance to make a living. If An Ruifeng’s arm injury left a scar after healing, it would undoubtedly have an impact on his future work. 

Ling Xi was extremely concerned: “You are injured. Did the doctor ask you to supplement your nutrition?”

“Of course. It’s just that my current movie is about to finish filming. I began to gradually recover from my diet two weeks ago. Too bad that I can’t do any more work while I wait for the stitches to be removed. Xu-ge had planned to assist me bag a guest role on a sports variety show before joining the “Jian Jue Tianxia” crew. But all I can do now is watch it fizzle out.”

“You’d better listen to the doctor honestly. What if your arm doesn’t recover well?”

An Ruifeng: “If I can’t find work in the future, you can support me.” 

Boom! Ling Xi’s single-threaded processor was forced to operate in dual-threaded mode.

“Isn’t this kind of pairing quite popular on the Internet these days?” An Ruifeng flashed his signature smile, which was charming enough to make all the fairy tale princes commit suicide. “—You’ll be in charge of earning money to support the family, and I’ll be responsible for looking as pretty as a flower.”

Ling Xi looked at the popular celebrity in front of him who was indeed “as pretty as a flower”. He broke out in a cold sweat and couldn’t figure out where to put his hands and feet. He gritted his teeth after a while and promised: “I, I will work hard…”

This response was completely beyond An Ruifeng’s expectations. He assumed that Ling Xi wouldn’t react to his behavior just now. He’d be embarrassed to death and refuse to look up after hearing such a “promise”. Of course, such a specious promise could never be fulfilled, but if he joked long enough, there would always be a day when the fake drama turned into reality. 

The two of them didn’t say anything else, but the small bubbles that surrounded them did not diminish in the slightest. The slightly awkward orange tiny bubbles gradually turned pink. Ling Xi silently pulled down An Ruifeng’s shirt sleeve, taking care not to touch his wound, and carefully buttoned his cufflinks. His solemn appearance of fastening the cufflinks with his head bowed was really well-behaved and extremely adorable. An Ruifeng was overcome with emotion just by looking at him.

“You…” Ling Xi raised his head and was about to say something when the dressing room door was shoved open.

— Great agent Wu, who had just returned from an inspection, arrived right on time, just like every meddling supporting character who ruins the protagonist’s happy occasion.

Wu Youpeng was almost scared away when he witnessed the changing room scene clearly. 

In Wu Youpeng’s eyes, the person with red eyes was Ling Xi, the person with red cheeks was Ling Xi, the person who wanted to talk but stopped was Ling Xi, and the person who was unwilling to let go of his hand was also Ling Xi!

He appeared to have disrupted Ling Xi’s confession session no matter the angle he looked!

Forget about wondering where An Ruifeng came from. Wu Youpeng simply stared at Ling Xi, his entire being in utter chaos: He was gone for barely more than ten minutes. How did the world change so fast? This foolish dog ​isn’t going to suddenly become enlightened and resolve to come out of the closet to seek true love, right?

He returned his gaze to An Ruifeng’s countenance. Unlike Ling Xi, who had his emotions written all over his face, An Ruifeng was excellent at concealing his true thoughts. Wu Youpeng peered for a long time without seeing anything. He restrained the nervousness in his heart and took a determined decision: Regardless of whether their relationship had pierced the window paper, let him be the bad guy this time. He wouldn’t let them meet in the near future. 

… Alas! The filming of their parts in “Jian Jue Tianxia” will start in a month. I just hope that nothing unexpected happens when the time arrives.

“Hey! Ling Xi just told me you won’t be able to make it. I wasn’t expecting you to come! I heard you were in the film and television district filming a movie. It must be exhausting, right?” Wu Youpeng pretended to be courteous.

“Not bad. It’s been really busy, but I’ve learnt a lot.” An Ruifeng agreed with a nod: “On the way, the road was highly congested. It took two hours just to cross the bridge. I had originally scheduled a meeting with Ling Xi to attend his concert, but I was too late.” He clenched his fist and glanced at Ling Xi: “Fortunately, I heard the song I wanted to listen to the most.”

Wu Youpeng’s teeth ached dully from the sourness. He hurriedly changed the topic: “Where’s Lao Xu? Why don’t I see him?” 

“Xu-ge is waiting for me outside. The school didn’t allow parking and he wanted to send me back to the studio in a while, so he didn’t get out of the car.”

… Actually, Xu Zhiqiang didn’t want to be the third wheel between these two dog men.

As soon as Wu Youpeng heard this, he blurted out: “Oh! You’re going to film tomorrow, right? You see, it’s eleven o’clock now. If you wait any longer, I’m afraid it will be too late for you to return.”

Naturally, An Ruifeng understood Wu Youpeng’s request to leave. Today’s unexpected surprise had satisfied An Ruifeng immensely. It was enough to keep him going another month. Both of them would join the drama crew a month later. He had greeted the drama manager nicely in advance. During filming, he would share a standard room with Ling Xi. He didn’t believe that he couldn’t grab Ling Xi’s tail after eating and living with him. 

Wu Youpeng took on the task of escorting An Ruifeng out. Ling Xi wanted to follow, but Wu Youpeng bared his teeth at him, forcing him to sit pitifully.

“Ling Xi, see you in a month in the crew.” An Ruifeng waved cordially, engraving Ling Xi’s figure deeply in his eyes.

Ling Xi sat in front of the mirror as if he’d lost his soul after he went, reaching out to touch the skin touched by his lips. Technically, it was the cheek, but An Ruifeng kissed him extremely close to his lips. So close that he could touch the lips that sang sweet songs if he shifted a millimeter to the side.

With no one around, Ling Xi stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the spot desperately, looking as stupid as the Fujia logo.

When he licked it, he pretended that nothing had happened by taking his tongue back and humming a little tune to cover it up.

But every time he took a breath, he thought to himself: Oh! So An Ruifeng’s lips taste like peppermint today ah!