Bend That Male God

18

What makes Qi Lean grateful is that Wei Changfeng did not ask him any questions about this slap.

If Wei Changfeng asks, it is really hard to tell. Why was it beaten? Is it because he was beaten because he didn’t open the door for the two late?

Qi Le’an didn’t want to think about Teacher Li and Yan Lang. He walked so angry that he might make Teacher Li even more angry. He was fortunate that Wei Changfeng could take him at such a moment and give him a place to stay.

Since his rebirth, he has been too tired. Calculate every moment, every step is cautious. He was even reluctant to accept the goodwill of any one person, and was always afraid that they would have a different purpose. Only Wei Changfeng, only Wei Changfeng.

Qi Lean knew that such a person was the best in the world.

Wei Changfeng brought Qi Le’an juice and then prepared fruit. He seemed to love cooking as he said. The sliced ​​fruit pieces were mixed with salad and placed in a transparent glass bowl, with a silver delicate fork inserted on top, and a rainbow-colored place mat underneath, making people look particularly appetite.

“Eat some fruit.” Wei Changfeng pointed his head at Lean Road.

Qi Le’an nodded, because he still held the ice pack with one hand, so he put a piece of fruit into it and ate it awkwardly. Wei Changfeng also ate, commenting while eating: “Apples of this season are really not delicious.”

Qi Le’an: “…”

He seems to have really discovered the little secret of the film emperor.

Wei Changfeng put the fork on the tray and asked Qi Lean: “Do you want to watch TV?”

Qi Le’an didn’t really want to watch it, he wanted to get along with Wei Changfeng more than watching TV.

Wei Changfeng saw that Qi Le’an was not very interested, and after thinking about it, he walked into the balcony, where the sun was just right. Wei Changfeng stood on the balcony for a while and turned his head back to Lean Road: “I like this terrace very much.

The balcony is semi-enclosed, with a row of flowers and plants in it. The literary little coffee table and comfortable lounge chairs are lazily placed on the balcony. Qi Lean even saw a small book shelf.

The two sat on the recliner. Qi Le’an found that Wei Changfeng’s recliner could trap the whole person, which was particularly comfortable. Wei Changfeng looked at the scenery of the artificial lake in a daze, the sunlight hit the two of them, very comfortable.

Qi Le’an was basking in the sun and fell asleep somehow.

When he woke up, the sun had moved to another position. A small blanket was added to his body, and the ice pack was placed on the small coffee table. No one on the balcony, Qi Lean sat up and watched the sunset outside.

The area of ​​this artificial lake is not small, birds fly freely on it, golden afterglow sprinkles on the lake, and the sparkling piece is particularly beautiful.

Qi Lean got up and folded the blanket in his hand and walked out of the balcony.

The glass door of the kitchen was closed, and Wei Changfeng wore a pink plaid apron inside to prepare ingredients. The washed and cut vegetables were placed on a plate. Wei Changfeng looked at the bone soup stewed in the pot for a while, and then went to see the time of the rice cooker. The back view showed a little busy.

The alarm clock of the oven rang, and Wei Changfeng took out the baking tray with insulated gloves. Qi Lean saw several chicken wings placed on the oil paper, Wei Changfeng brushed the sauce and put the baking tray into the oven.

This kind of Wei Changfeng made Qi Lean feel unreal. Although the film emperor is approachable, the image is always elegant and expensive. He could not imagine how Wei Changfeng took off his costume and washed his hands to make soup, even if he saw it with his own eyes, it was still full of incredible,

Wei Changfeng turned around and saw Qi Le’an froze outside the glass door, then pushed open the door and said to Qi Le’an: “Wake up? There is water on the table and drink a little throat.”

Qi Lean asked Wei Changfeng, “Does Brother Wei need help?”

Wei Changfeng looked at the time and smiled, “No, it will be fine immediately. Just sit down.”

Qi Le’an knew that he could not do much, so he put the folded blanket on the sofa. There is a pot of flower and fruit tea on the coffee table, a nice-looking alcohol lamp is lit under the teapot, and there are a few matching tea cups beside it.

Qi Le’an picked up an inverted teacup and poured himself a cup of flower and fruit tea. The mouth was sour and sweet, very delicious.

There was a door gap in the kitchen, and the squeal of cooking was heard from inside. Qi Le’an looked at this room again. The scattered layout and well-matched colors set off the warmth of the home, a feeling that Qi Le’an hadn’t felt for two lifetimes.

Wei Changfeng successively brought the fried dishes to the table, and Qi Lean also got up to help. Wei Changfeng had no choice but to let him hold two bowls of rice and two pairs of chopsticks.

The two sat at the dining table and Wei Changfeng smiled and said, “Taste my craft.”

On the table is a simple four dishes and one soup, sweet and sour lotus root, braised eggplant, stewed sirloin with potatoes, and a plate of roasted chicken wings, plus a soup of pork ribs stewed for an afternoon.

I can’t believe that this table was made by the film emperor Wei Changfeng.

Wei Changfeng poured orange juice to the two again, and Qi Lean suddenly said: “I haven’t eaten the food at home for a long time.”

The movement in his hand paused, Wei Changfeng smiled and said to Lean Road: “Come and eat later when you have time.”

Qi Le’an also smiled: “Okay, then Brother Wei can’t let me in!”

Wei Changfeng was amused and laughed. He looked at Qi Lean’s face and said, “Much better.”

Qi Le’an is also laughing.

Just about to move the chopsticks, the door suddenly remembered the movement. The two looked at the porch and saw a tall and handsome man entering the house. Wei Changfeng said, “Don’t you not come back to eat?”

The man was the one Qi Lean had seen at the cafe at noon. He naturally put on a pair of slippers at the entrance, and then took off his suit jacket and put it on the hanger. loss.”

Wei Changfeng smiled and introduced Qi Lean: “You just call him Sheng brother.”

Then he said to the man again: “My little friend, you met at noon.”

Sheng brother? Mr. Sheng Sheng Changan?

Qi Lean’s mind suddenly had mixed flavors.

Sheng Changan walked to the table and greeted Qi Le’an casually, politely and alienated. Qi Lean didn’t know how to face this man at once, he nodded slightly in return. Sheng Changan walked into the kitchen and filled a bowl of rice, then pulled the chair and sat beside Wei Changfeng.

Qi Le’an had originally faced Wei Changfeng, and there were more people across from him, making him very cautious.

Fortunately, Wei Changfeng’s attitude has not changed, he said to Le An: “Hurry, eat it, it will not taste good if it is cold.”

With that, he used chicken chopsticks to clip a chicken wing to Qi Lean.

Qi Le’an saw the chicken wings in his bowl, his eyes were a little red.

It’s been more than ten years since the calculation, and no one has ever given him any food after his parents.

Qi Le’an buried his head in the dinner, not letting the opposite Wei Changfeng notice his emotions. Wei Changfeng’s dishes are light, but the taste is really good. During the banquet, Wei Changfeng and Sheng Changan naturally discussed current affairs, and did not avoid Qi Lean at all.

After the meal, Sheng Changan stuffed the tableware into the dishwasher, and Wei Changfeng packed the uneaten meals into a sealed box and stuffed it into the refrigerator.

Qi Le’an wiped his mouth and washed his hands, watching the two men’s harmonious movements.

Wei Changfeng of his last life has never heard any scandals. It is said that he is always a pair with Shenghua Film and Television Sheng, but this has never been confirmed. Now it seems that these two people really have something?

Thinking that Sheng Changan seemed to have heard the wedding news shortly before his death in his last life, Qi Lean felt particularly unacceptable.

After the two men packed up and walked out, Wei Changfeng said to Qi Le’an: “When will Xiao’an return to Haicheng?”

Qi Lean said: “Tomorrow noon.”

Wei Changfeng nodded and said something that made Qi Lean surprised.

“Let’s stay here tonight, and let the driver take you to the hotel tomorrow morning.”

Qi Lean froze.

“No… doesn’t matter?”

“What does it matter,” Wei Changfeng smiled: “Come on, it’s okay.”

Qi Le’an really didn’t expect to stay here tonight. Originally, Wei Changfeng had taken him home and he was very flattered. He didn’t expect Wei Changfeng to let himself live!

But he didn’t sort out his thoughts tonight, and even if he went back to the hotel, he didn’t know how to close it. Staying here… I am afraid it is the best choice!

After the meal, Sheng Changan went to the study. Wei Changfeng accompanied Qi Lean for a while, but the film emperor seemed to be really not interested in TV. After reading it, he began to pick up the script and read it.

Those are some scripts for scripts, and it seems that there is more than one company. Qi Lean rarely had a chance to pick a script in his life, and it was already very good to have a script handed to him. But Wei Changfeng is different. The teenager became famous and his pet returned, and the script was soft.

However, even Wei Changfeng’s attitude towards the script is still very serious. I have heard that every drama received by Wei Changfeng is selected by himself, and it seems to be true.

As the sky faded, Qi Lean watched the good films on TV and Wei Changfeng looked at the script, thinking about it from time to time.

During this period, Sheng Changan came out of the study twice, once to get water in the living room, and another time to water flowers on the balcony.

After reading the two script profiles, Wei Changfeng rubbed his eyebrows, looked at the time, and then aligned with Le An Road: “Do you want to go out for exercise?”

Qi Lean nodded.

So Wei Changfeng took him downstairs again, the street lights were on in the community, and many people wearing sportswear were running along the street. Wei Changfeng also jogged up and led Qi Lean along the artificial lake for a lap.

Qi Lean lacked exercise on weekdays, and was already breathing a little after a lap. Wei Changfeng’s breathing was normal, he smiled and aligned with Le Andao: “People should exercise more often.”

Qi Lean nodded while panting.

Wei Changfeng found a bench by the artificial lake and sat down, saying: “In the future, filming will be very tiring, and the body will not be able to keep up with it.”

Qi Lean hurriedly said: “I will strengthen my exercise when I go back!”

“Will you like this business?” Wei Changfeng asked again.

Qi Lean asked himself, do you like film and television?

He thought back to his previous life, and at first he entered Guangyao as a trainee. Later, after training, he can be regarded as a “talent” trained by half of the subjects. Step by step, I live in this big dye tank, do you really like acting?

After thinking about it, Qi Lean said to Wei Chang: “I like it.”

He should like it. He was exposed to this industry when he was ignorant. Later, he fell in love with the feeling of acting. He likes to interpret the story’s turning point and sadness under the lens.

Wei Changfeng leaned on the bench and stretched his legs very long. He said, “If you like it, just stick to it.”

Qi Lean nodded.

The two blew evening wind again, and Wei Changfeng took Qi Lean upstairs. It’s hot in summer, and there is sweat on both of them. Wei Changfeng found Qi Le’an a white short-sleeved t-shirt and said, “There are no more pyjamas at home. If you don’t want to give up, you will change this later.”

Why did Qi Lean feel disgusted, he just took the t-shirt and just wanted to say thank you, Wei Changfeng seemed to remember something, and said: “I still need a pair of pants… come with me.”

With that said, he turned and entered his room, and Qi Lean quickly followed.

Wei Changfeng’s room is large and looks like the master bedroom of this suite. There is not only a bathroom, but also a cloakroom. The bed is placed on the balcony, and a pillow and quilt are neatly placed on the bed.

Wait, there is only one set of bedding in Wei Changfeng’s bed?

Isn’t he living with Sheng Changan?

Just as Qi Lean thought, Wei Changfeng suddenly raised his head from the cloakroom, annoyed: “I don’t live here often, I don’t even have the right pants, you wait.”

With that said, he trot out and knocked on the door of the study, went in and said something to Sheng Changan, and then opened the door opposite.

He flipped through the room for a long time and took out a box. Wei Changfeng walked and demolished, and then said to Qi Lean: “Fortunately, you have brother Sheng…”

Qi Le’an can’t care about what pajamas and pyjamas at this time. Wei Changfeng and Sheng Changan didn’t sleep in a room?

Isn’t their relationship not what they imagined?