As if possessed, the area on the cheek where it was rubbed felt like electricity. In addition to being hot, it was still hot.
Pei Zhen almost exploded.
He burst out in embarrassment. He didn't care whether the next door was real or not. He raised his elbow and stabbed Fu Sichen directly in the heart!
Fu Sichen was unprepared.
He was pushed back and almost hit the door panel if it wasn't for his good concentration: "Pei..."
"Get out of here." Pei Zhen blushed, but still had a little more energy than he should have, "I want to go out."
Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was covered again. Fu Sichen held his waist with one hand and covered his mouth with the other, forcing him to back away.
With a soft pop, he sat directly on the toilet.
Feeling ashamed and annoyed, Pei Zhen stared at Fu Sichen in surprise with his peach blossom eyes wide open.
"Speak softly." They were very close to each other. Even if they covered their mouths, Fu Sichen's breath still fell on his face, "Do you want everyone to know that Movie Emperor Fu and Pei Laoer are in the same cubicle? .”
The identity and status are there.
Even if nothing happens, it is estimated that millions of media will come up with some fascinating and ambiguous news.
Pei Zhen acquiesced.
She just stared at Fu Sichen with peach blossom eyes, indicating that he could let go.
Fu Sichen was still addicted to covering it, and his palm touched Pei Zhen's lips. I really want to let go, but I still feel reluctant to let go.
"Uh-huh." His mouth was still covered, and Pei Zhen was unhappy. His peach blossom eyes widened, and his protest was clear.
"Pei Pei..." Fu Sichen couldn't help but took another step closer, "Can I kiss you?"
Pei Zhen: "?!!"
Pei Zhen almost exploded again, and his outstretched hand was about to stab out in the next second. This time, Fu Sichen was well prepared. He straightened up and took a step back, taking the lead to hold his hand.
"No." Fu Sichen's voice was full of regret. But the next second, he showed a faint smile again, "Okay, no kiss."
Letting go of his hand and stepping back, the handsome man leaned against the door. He couldn't help but twirled his fingers lightly, with a surprisingly gentle expression on his face.
Pei Zhen glanced at it, his heart skipped a beat, and his face became hot again. Seeing that Fu Sichen was about to look over, he looked down in a hurry and panic.
"You?" Pei Zhen was stunned for a moment, with mixed feelings in his heart. He raised his head again and met Fu Sichen's eyes.
Those eyes were deeper than usual, like a vast ocean with turbulent waves, but it was impossible to fathom the emotions in them.
"Don't let me kiss you,"
Pei Zhen: "..."
Not wanting to blame the reason on himself, Pei Zhen hesitated, pretending to be sarcastic, "As expected of the Best Actor Fu, just listening to it can..."
"No, it's because of you." Pei Zhen's eyes were gentle but firm, "It's just because of you."
Pei Zhen: "..."
**
Xiao Nian walked around the banquet for a long time, and when he finally saw his artist again, he almost burst into tears.
"Dad, are you lazy again?" When Fu Sichen came over, Xiao Nian didn't dare to stay. He also expanded his network while wandering around, "Golden screenwriter, I heard that I have a film and television script...Dad , why is your face so red? Do you have a fever? "
(End of chapter)