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Yan Qingchi stared at him for a while, and admitted generously, "It's a little bit."
Jiang Mochen thought that he would not answer or would ask himself back, but he did not expect him to admit it directly. For a moment, he felt a little joy beating in his heart, he smiled unconsciously, his mood and words softened, and he asked, "Do you want to go to my place tonight?"
My place refers to the hotel owned by Jiang's family that they have been to before.
Yan Qingchi clicked his tongue twice, "Jiang Mochen, you only want lust when you are full and warm. You haven't eaten this meal yet, why are you running wildly on the highway?"
Jiang Mochen thought for a while, and said softly, "I'm probably full just looking at you."
Yan Qingchi raised his eyebrows.
Jiang Mochen picked up a piece of ribs for him, with a gentle tone and a smile in his eyes, and praised him in a rare way: "It's beautiful and delicious."
Yan Qingchi couldn't hold back, and laughed outright. He nodded in satisfaction, and said without humility, "You are very discerning."
Jiang Mochen also followed him, echoing, "That is."
Probably because of the thoughts of parting, this night, Jiang Mochen was extraordinarily gentle, and even liked to kiss Yan Qingchi more than usual. Yan Qingchi felt that he was a bit annoying tonight, and thought that thanks to Meng Luo showing He Yu his back, he had already filmed the scene. If he took off his shirt tomorrow, the whole crew would be shocked. To be stunned.
He couldn't help laughing at the thought.
Then I felt Jiang Mochen hit him hard, looked up at him, "What are you thinking, so inattentive."
Yan Qingchi reached out and hooked his neck, "I miss you."
Jiang Mochen didn't believe it, "I'm all here, you still need to think?"
Yan Qingchi lowered his head, raised his head slightly, kissed his mouth, and said softly: "I miss you in the future."
Jiang Mochen was speechless for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed him fiercely.
The two drove slowly and long on the mountain road this time, and when they stopped the car and returned to the foot of the mountain, they didn't feel too sleepy.
But Jiang Mochen still had a show tomorrow morning, so he just hugged Yan Qingchi from behind, rubbed his waist for him, and didn't do anything else. He looked at Yan Qingchi and suddenly realized, "Why do you always sleep with your back to me?"
"I'm used to it." Yan Qingchi replied to him.
"Turn around."
Yan Qingchi thought for a while, turned around, and put his hand on the other side of his waist along the way.
Jiang Mochen smiled, and while rubbing for him, he said, "You're quite self-conscious."
Yan Qingchi smiled slightly, but did not speak.
Jiang Mochen looked at him, "Go to sleep," he said, "Tomorrow I have a scene and I will go back to the set first, so you can sleep a little longer."
Yan Qingchi let out a "hmm", not because he wanted to sleep longer, but because he habitually avoided suspicion with Jiang Mochen on the set. When he thought of this, he thought that after a week, he would leave the crew. At that time, even if he wanted to avoid suspicion, there would be no way to avoid it.
So Yan Qingchi moved forward a little, approached Jiang Mochen, and hugged him, "Stop rubbing him," he said, "Go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow morning."
It was the first time that Jiang Mochen was hugged by him before going to bed. In the past, he hugged Yan Qingchi unconsciously before going to bed or after falling asleep, while Yan Qingchi just turned his back to him, quietly sleep.
He looked at the person who was holding him in his arms and leaning against his chin, seeing him with his eyes closed, snuggling quietly and tenderly in his arms, he didn't know what it was like for a moment, he only felt that his heart was extraordinarily peaceful and soft. He reached out his hand to turn off the light, hugged Yan Qingchi lightly, and let out a "hmm".
Jiang Mochen woke up around six o'clock the next morning, Yan Qingchi was a light sleeper, whenever he moved, Yan Qingchi frowned, vaguely about to wake up. Jiang Mochen had no choice but to be so sensitive even in his sleep, so he had to say softly, "It's still early, you should rest well and don't get up in a hurry."
Yan Qingchi responded vaguely, stretched his brows, and continued to sleep.
Jiang Mochen looked at him, feeling a little curious. He had read his profile when he was going to marry Yan Qingchi at the very beginning. According to the data, Yan Qingchi was just an ordinary boy, even a little stupid and pretentious, but at that time, he wanted to get married wholeheartedly, and the Yan family just moved back because of the doll relatives arranged by the elders when they were young. , is the most suitable candidate, so he went to meet Yan's parents and made a request to replace Yanqingxi with Yanqingchi.
However, after getting along during this period of time after marriage, Jiang Mochen could clearly feel that the person beside him was far from the personality shown in the previous materials. Not only his personality, but in many aspects, he has a sharp reaction speed, adept lockpicking experience, excellent physical fitness, and vigilance even in his sleep. All these things made it impossible for him to equate the current Yan Qingchi with the Yan Qingchi he had seen in the materials before.
Jiang Mochen felt that maybe this was his character, and the information he had investigated before was just his disguise. Or maybe there are other reasons for him to have such different faces. But no matter what the reason is, as far as he is concerned, the current Yan Qingchi makes him feel very good, so this is enough.
Everyone has their own curiosity, and Jiang Mochen certainly has it, but everyone also has their own secrets, and he doesn't want to explore Yan Qingchi's secrets because of his curiosity. Maybe in the future when they become more familiar and intimate, Yan Qingchi will tell him the reason why he has such different faces; or maybe after they have been together for a long time, he will tell him about this matter. Bring it out in the chat and laugh, and make fun of it as an ordinary life trifle between two people. But it's not now, it's not the present when they are trying to get closer to each other, but they haven't reached the bottom of each other's heart yet.