Acting Like a Cannon Fodder is the Best Life

The wound was actually not serious, but the bruises looked terrifying.

Ji Juechuan pursed his lips, afraid that Yan Yan would be worried, so he made an excuse: "I accidentally knocked on it."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yan struggled to get off of him, and went to pull his other hand to watch.

As expected, the knuckles on the other hand were also injured, and it was clear that what Ji Juechuan just said was a lie.

Yan Yan was unhappy that Ji Juechuan had tricked him into fooling him, he raised his head, and looked at Ji Juechuan with black and white eyes: "Did you go to fight?"

Ji Juechuan was silent for a while. To be precise, he was not fighting, but hitting someone.

But facing Yan Yan's eyes, he didn't dare to say that, so he could only nod his head lightly.

Originally, in order not to worry Yan Yan, he planned to stay in another hotel for one night today, and then come to see Yan Yan after his injury recovered, but he couldn't hold back and came back.

He couldn't get so close to Yan Yan and still resisted seeing him.

So now under Yan Yan's eyes, he looks like a child who has done something wrong, with his eyes downcast and silent.

Yan Yan opened his eyes in disbelief after seeing Ji Juechuan admit it.

In his impression, Ji Juechuan has always been a mature and steady person. He seems to always have a calmness and self-control in his heart, which has nothing to do with impulsiveness, let alone fighting.

Those good-looking hands should be holding a pen to sign the paper, instead of hitting someone else and making such a terrible wound.

Seeing that Yan Yan was silent, Ji Juechuan could only take the initiative to speak: "I have asked someone to buy the medicine, and it will be fine after applying it."

Yan Yan noticed the medicine on the table, pulled Ji Juechuan to sit down beside the bed, and held his hand to help him apply the medicine.

The wound on the hand was bruised and purple, and a layer of white ointment was carefully applied.

Ji Juechuan looked down at Yan Yan who was seriously applying the medicine, from his slightly drooping long eyelashes, to his lightly pursed lips, to his slender and fair neck.

He felt a little itchy, and wanted to reach out to touch it, but he was afraid that the medicine in his hand would stain the inkstone, so he could only hold it back.

After applying the medicine, Yan Yan took a closer look at Ji Juechuan's face to make sure there was no wound on his face before putting away the medicine.

After he put the medicine away, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Are you injured?"

He thought that it was impossible for Ji Juechuan to only have injuries on his hands after the fight. Maybe it was because he was protecting his face, so the injuries were not on his face, but on his body.

Ji Juechuan pulled the corner of his lower lip, "No."

How could such a trash like Shen Yue hurt him.

"Oh." Yan Yan didn't talk to him anymore.

Ji Juechuan had already taken a shower before Yan Yan came back. He sat by the bed and watched Yan Yan take his clothes and walk into the bathroom, and closed the door gently.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, his eyebrows twitched, and there was a trace of anxiety in his heart.

Yan Yan doesn't seem very happy?

He stared at the wound on his hand for a while, frowning, unable to think of the reason why Yan Yan was unhappy.

Was it because he didn't like seeing him fight?

He remembered that Yan Yan usually had a soft personality, not to mention fighting, even if he spoke louder to him, he would frown slightly.

Thinking of this, Ji Juechuan frowned even tighter.

Yan Yan must be unhappy because he fought.

Ji Juechuan was lying on the bed with his hands behind his head, thinking about it, when the bathroom door suddenly opened.

Yan Yan came out wearing long-sleeved pajamas, the skin exposed by the neckline was covered with a layer of pink, and his eyes were moist, which made his heart flutter.

With just one glance, Ji Juechuan looked away.

Yan Yan is definitely not willing to let him touch it today, he is afraid that if he looks at it a few more times, he will only feel the pain of seeing but not eating.

He turned his head and looked at the window beside him, trying to divert his attention, but the more he diverted his attention, the more he couldn't help but pay attention to Yan Yan's movements.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he felt that the fragrance of Yan Yan's body was getting closer and closer to him, and he could even feel the moist water vapor approaching.

Before he turned his head to check the situation, his waist felt heavy.

Yan Yan spread his legs apart, and sat across his waist, his eyelashes wetted by water vapor drooped slightly, and the tiny lights reflected in his eyes.

As if feeling that this angle would make people feel oppressive, Yan Yan leaned over, put his hands on his chest and looked at him.

"Honey, did you injure Shen Yue?"

Ji Juechuan felt the soft touch on his body, and the operation of his brain was delayed for the first time, so he nodded for a few seconds.

Obviously using the most misleading posture, Ke Yan Yan had an extremely serious expression on his face, and asked him, "Why?"

Ji Juechuan finally understood why he used this posture. It seemed that he simply thought this posture was convenient for interrogation and had no other intentions at all.

He took a deep breath, discarded the messy things in his mind, and answered his question: "I know that Shen Li looked for you that night."

"You know?" Yan Yan was a little surprised, he didn't expect him to know about that night, but he frowned soon.

Ji Juechuan thought he would say something like "Even so, you can't fight", and was still thinking about how to admit his mistake, but Yan Yan said:

"Why do you have to do it yourself?"

Yan Yan grabbed his hand, and the sleeve slid down with the movement, revealing a white and slender wrist, "Look, it's a bit torn, I don't know when it will be healed."

Ji Juechuan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he was feeling sorry for himself, and immediately raised the corners of his lips, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

"How could it not hurt." Yan Yan grabbed his hand, carefully avoiding the wound on it, with a reproachful tone.

Knowing that Yan Yan wasn't angry, Ji Juechuan breathed a sigh of relief, wrapped his arms around Yan Yan's waist, and let him sit forward.

The next second, there was a knock on the door outside.

Yan Yan was startled, and immediately got off him, ran to the door and looked out through the door mirror.

After watching it, he ran back and pulled Ji Juechuan's sleeve nervously: "It's from the director's team."

Ji Juechuan pursed his lips in displeasure, but still consciously got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom.

Yan Yan just went to open the door. He didn't expect that besides the director team, there was also a cameraman standing in the corridor, which seemed to be broadcasting live.

Fortunately, the pajamas on his body were still neat, and there was nothing wrong with it, but the live broadcast started without a notification, which still caught him off guard.

The audience in the live broadcast room became overwhelmed the moment they saw Yan Yan appear, and the dazzling barrage kept swiping.

"Ah, is this just out of the shower? The blushing look is so cute!"

"How can you even wear pajamas with a thin waist and long legs? Is it plausible?"

"?? The platform will arrange such a room for my baby? It's too picky!"

The assistant director's face was full of smiles, and he glanced behind Yan Yan: "We temporarily added an interactive session to let the audience visit the host's room, is it convenient for you now?"

Bullet chatting is faster.

"The dog platform is really shameless, it's a shame to arrange a hotel of this level for us to visit"

"Ahhh, I want to see it!"

"Look, sisters! There seems to be a man's coat hanging on the chair in the room!"

"Fuck, it really is, and it doesn't look like Yanyan's size!"

This discovery made the cp fans in the live broadcast room instantly excited, and they couldn't wait to go in and find out for themselves.

But Yan Yan didn't let the staff into the room, he refused the assistant director's request with some embarrassment, saying that he was a little unwell.

Although the fans were a little disappointed, they still expressed their understanding and told him to take a good rest.

The assistant director was still a little unwilling at first, and didn't want to let go of this opportunity to raise the topic, but just when he was about to say a few more words, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the coat on the chair, and closed his mouth in a mysterious way.

A terrible and outrageous guess emerged in his mind, which made him afraid to continue walking into the room.

In the end, Yan Yan said a few words to the camera, said good night to the fans in the live broadcast room, and then closed the door, leaving behind the silent director team and the boiling fans in the live broadcast room.

Yan Yan turned and walked into the room, and heard Ji Juechuan on the phone in the bathroom, as if he was giving instructions, the sentence was short and crisp, and the call ended quickly.

The bathroom door opened, and Ji Juechuan walked out, reaching out to him: "They left?"

"gone."

Yan Yan was led to the bed by him, and then hugged on his lap.

Ji Juechuan kissed the corner of his lips, and said in a low voice, "I'm going back to City A tomorrow, and I have an important meeting."

Yan Yan was stunned for a moment, he thought Ji Juechuan would accompany him until the end of the event, but he didn't expect to leave so soon.

He was reluctant to give up, but he also knew that it was a bit selfish to keep Ji Juechuan, so he could only say, "But your hand is not healed yet."

"It does not affect the signature."

"Oh." Yan Yan lowered his head in disappointment.

Seeing his lost look, Ji Juechuan laughed lowly, tightened his arms, and pressed his lips again, kissing him until he had no energy to distract himself from thinking about it.

When Yan Yan woke up the next day, Ji Juechuan was no longer in the room.

A note was pressed on the bedside table. The handwriting on it was vigorous and powerful, and it was completely impossible to tell that it was written when the hand was injured.

Yan Yan picked up the note, and blushed just after reading the two words. He pursed his lips pretending to be calm, and read the words on the note.

"Baby, I'll be a little busy these days, so I can't keep in touch with you. I'll pick you up after your activities are over."

After reading the words on the note, he went back to read the first two words, and his face became even hotter.

Not long ago, Ji Juechuan was still calling him "Yan Yan", but now he suddenly changed his name, which made him a little uncomfortable.

And it's too nasty, he thought, blushing.

When we meet next time, we must ask Ji Juechuan to change his name.

There were still three days before the event ended. Although Yan Yan missed Ji Juechuan, he still dedicatedly completed the remaining days of work.

On the last day of the event, his mood improved visibly, and he was looking forward to meeting Ji Juechuan with all his heart.

It's just that after the last live broadcast, Yan Yan received a message from Ji Juechuan, saying that he had something to do and couldn't make it in time, so he picked him up at the airport in City A.

Yan Yan curled his lips at the message, a little disappointed.

Xiao Shi next to him suddenly screamed and said "Damn" a few times.

Yan Yan was attracted by him and turned his head: "What's wrong?"

"Look at this news quickly!" Xiao Shi held out the phone in front of him and asked him to read the content on it.

[Wangjue Group enters the field of live broadcast, or breaks the dominance of the Shen Group]

Although Xiao Shi's popularity is not low, but because he has no background, he is often oppressed by the platform. Seeing this news now, I am almost moved to tears.

Yan Yan was stunned for a long time before taking out his mobile phone to search, and sure enough, he saw the news.

There was also a picture on the news. He saw that tall figure surrounded by the crowd, with a cold expression, alienated brows and awe-inspiring aura, which made people dare not look directly at him.

Yan Yan hasn't seen Ji Juechuan like this for a long time. Ji Juechuan by his side is always reassuring, as if he has endless patience with him, and he looks like a different person from the photos.

The phone vibrated again, and it was Ji Juechuan who sent another message.

Maybe it was because he didn't wait for his reply and thought he was losing his temper. Ji Juechuan's message this time was only two short sentences.

"Things have been turned off. I will be there in three hours."

"Don't be upset."

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