Film Emperor’s Adorable Wife From Ancient Times

s City Southern District, Yang Lan and Qin Noxi's villa.

A song by Yang Lan sang a few words, Qin Nuoxi could not help but smile: "Ha ha, Yang Lan, you ran again."

Yang Lan shook his head helplessly: "I told you all, I can't sing by nature."

"It doesn't matter, I will sing anyway." Qin Nuxi said, the whole person has gone together, and his hands have actively slammed on Yang Lan's neck. "What do you want to listen to in the future, I can sing, do you, Yang. Exclusive karaoke machine, but this song is still "sound"..."

The smile in Qin Nuoxi’s eyes dissipated a lot, and it seems to have evoked many bad memories.

But in the next second, Yang Lan kissed his forehead: "Reassured, this is the song you wrote to me. I promise you will learn this song, and I will sing it to you every day."

This is the gift that Qin Nuoxi wanted to give him eight years ago. He missed it at the time. Now it’s hard to find it again, and he has to hold on to it.

Qin Nuoxi was another corner of his lips and smiled and said: "Yang Hao, now you are more honest and lovely than eight years ago."

............

Eight years ago, Yang Lan was twenty years old and studied mba at a university in the United States. After seventeen-year-old Qin Nuoxi dropped out of high school, he mixed up with friends who had made friends in the society and stayed in the United States for a while. .

In the summer of that year, on the way home from Yang Lan, he happened to meet Qin Nuoxi on the street.

The original boring road, people are in a hurry, but today suddenly there is more, attracting a lot of people can not help but stop, have come forward.

There was a singing voice in the ear, and Yang’s footsteps were also a stagnation.

In the evening, the bangs in front of the forehead were gently blown by the evening wind, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled, and the stars fell to the body of the seventeen-year-old boy.

The teenager holds the guitar and sings a song in his mouth. He sings his favorite songs. There are classic old songs from China and Europe, and there are also popular ones. The middle is also mixed with his own improvisational songs. His voice is beautiful. Unique, the appearance is also unexpectedly handsome and beautiful.

This beautiful young boy in the East is clearly young and energetic, but there is a deep confusion and sadness in the song, which makes Yang Hao suddenly resonate.

His father, Yang Peng, was not around. He and his mother were abandoned, and they lived in a foreign country. Under the education of Yang’s family, they gradually grew up and almost lost the heart of bravely chasing freedom. Many times, he I can't tell what I want.

After the three songs were sung, it was not too late, and the crowds onlookers slowly dispersed. However, Yang Lan did not leave, but went to the boy.

From the wallet, the banknotes were pulled out. Yang Lan bent over and wanted to give him money, but the boy stopped it and shook his head: "I am not begging."

Yang Lan can't help but sigh: "Just simply sing?"

"Well, just sing."

The seventeen-year-old Qin Nuxi smiled slightly, and at this moment, the singer flashed a very positive light.

In the following week, Qin Nuoxi always appeared here, and some passers-by wanted to give him money, but he refused. As he said, there is no other purpose, just singing the songs he likes.

Yang Lan is always standing in the back of the crowd, listening silently. Whenever a song is over, he will also give Qin Nuoxi his own applause.

"Hey, you seem to come every day." On this day, Qin Nuoxi blinked and smiled at him.

In an instant, Yang Lan gave a slight glimpse. He smiled more fascinatingly. The swaying in his eyes flashed and he quickly recovered.

"I just passed by." Yang Lan said lightly.

Qin Nuxi does not mind his indifference. On the streets of other countries, it is a very lucky thing to meet such a Chinese who is about the same age and he is still giving him every day.

"Are you a college student?"

"Ok."

"Do you like singing too?"

Yang Lan decisively shook his head: "I don't like it, I can't sing."

"It doesn't matter, I will teach you later." Qin Nuxi smiled again.

"..." Yang Lan gave a slight glimpse, and then said, "I should go back."

"Right, tomorrow, we will see you."

Yang Lan did not respond, and turned and left, and Qin Nuxi shouted behind him: "Hey, I am waiting for you, you must come!"

But the next day, Yang Lan’s school had temporary activities, and a few days ago, Mrs. Yang also said that Yang Lan had recently returned home late. She was somewhat worried that she should be obedient, don’t run around, or see What a strange person.

Yang Lan thought about it and decided to stay in school.

Busy until 8 o'clock in the evening, it was raining again. Yang Lan estimated that at this time, Qin Nuoxi must have left. After that, Yang Jia sent people to pick him up and took a different route in peace, so Yang Lan did not meet Qin Nuxi.

He thought about missing it today, and there is still a chance to meet tomorrow.

It rained all night and finally cleared the next day. However, when Yang Lan used to be in the past, the boy who smiled and browed and looked fine was no longer there.

After many days, Yang Lan did not see Qin Nuo.

Forget it, I haven't happened to it. Anyway, they don't even know each other's names, and they don't have any contact information. They will eventually become strangers.

............

Eight years later, in the city of S, Yang Lan accompanied the CEOs and managers of other companies to drink and drink, Qin Nuo, who worked everywhere, just served as a waiter in this bar.

At the first glance, the other bosses looked at Qin Nuoxi, who had a good face. He touched his little hand, took the opportunity to lick the oil and tweeted Qin Nuoxi, and let him sing. Qin Nuoxi sang a few words and they were very happy.

The next Yang Lan is a glimpse. This waiter, whether from the eyebrows or the song, gives him an inexplicable familiarity.

At the crucial moment, Yang Lan made a clearance for Qin Nuoxi and pulled him out of the box.

“Have we seen it? Once in the US—”

Qin Nuoxi instantly laughed and interrupted him: "Please, Mr. Yang, what ages are there, and you use such old-fashioned lines."

"..." Yang Lan was a bit stunned.

"Sorry, Mr. Yang, a humble person like me, can't be worthy of you, and I'm not interested in getting involved in the world of your wealthy boss."

Qin Nuxi's tone was faintly disgusted, and then he left.

Looking at his back, Yang Lan was in the same place. The man eight years ago, isn’t he really?

One day later, Yang Lan still thought about inquiring about Qin Nuxi. Who knows that the person in charge of the bar told me that Qin Nuo has been fired.

s City East District, Shangyu's headquarters building, Yang Lan's office.

"Feng assistant, I want to find someone." Yang Lan thought, "His appearance is very good, and he is also very talented and talented in music."

“Who is it?” Feng Assistant had some doubts. “Yang, in fact, you don’t have to go there in person, you can send a broker to go.”

"No..." Yang Lan shook his head, and he couldn't help pinching his eyebrows. "I want to go find him."

If he can't tell why, he just wants to take the initiative to find that person, just like he is making up for what is wrong.

Later, I learned that Qin Nuoxi silently participated in the singing contest of "The Voice of Tomorrow". After the sea election, Yang Lan went to the current bar and went to Qin Noxi.

"Yang Zong, may you just appreciate my talent, or look at my face and want to sleep?"

Qin Nuxi’s attitude has always been cold and alienated, and the smile is still ironic. Yang Lan sometimes thinks that he and the boy eight years ago are not at all.

"..." Yang Yi was stagnant. At that time, his younger brother Yang Anyu suddenly interrupted and did not answer.

Afterwards, Qin Nuxi asked this question again. Yang Lan simply said: "I don't like men."

Yes, for 28 years, he has always had no strange feelings for men.

Wen Yan, Qin Nuo's dawn is dark, whispered: "I am sorry, I misunderstood."

After this, Qin Nuxi’s attitude towards Yang Lan was much more normal. He seemed to have put down his mind and did not deliberately alienate him.

Because Yang Lan is not only managing the general manager of Shang Yi, but also the friend of his friend Yang An Yu, and sometimes, Qin Nuoxi is also willing to talk to him a few more words.

On this day, because of the company's affairs, Yang Lan and the uncles of the Yang family had a dispute, so they were in a bad mood. They took Qin Nuo to drink and drunk.

Qin Nuoxi had no choice but to help him to his home first. Who knows, Yang Lan suddenly kissed Qin Nuoxi.

Qin Nuoxi was stunned for a moment. Didn't he say that he didn't like men? But why are you still yourself?

I couldn’t think too much about it. The two men’s tongues were closely intertwined. Qin Nuoxi only felt that his mouth was invaded by Yang Yu’s hegemony, and his breathing was about to be taken away by him. Yang Lan borrowed alcohol. With the big palm fastened Qin Nuxi's head, sucking his Jin-Li, tasted the sweetness in his mouth, and constantly deepened this warm kiss...

After that, Yang Lan even overwhelmed Qin Nuoxi under his body and began to tear his shirt. He rubbed the red particles on his chest and slowly separated his legs.

This time Qin Nuoxi was completely flustered. He gasped and struggled, trying to push Yang Yu, who was pressing on himself: Yang... Yang Wei, I... I am Qin Nuohe..."

"I... I am a man!"

Qin Nuoxi yelled, and suddenly, Yang Lan’s movements were stagnation, and suddenly he was awake.

Looking at Qin Nuxi under his body, his shirt was already pulled apart by himself. The white neck and chest were left with traces of being smashed by him. Yang Lan’s expression was complicated.

"I'm sorry..."

After the speech, Yang Lan took his suit jacket and hurried away.

Looking at the appearance of what he was rushing away from the horrible thing, Qin Nuo, who fell on the bed, laughed at himself and then slowly dressed himself.

Sure enough, he should not have any expectations from the beginning.

When "The Voice of Tomorrow" approached the finals, the father of the family was seriously ill, and he did not agree with him. In the meantime, Qin Nuxi had unexpectedly expected everyone to leave the competition and leave the stage.

The program suddenly changed, and some people took the opportunity to make up the fake Qin Nino, and they went round and round. Qin Nuoxi’s phone couldn’t get through. Yang Lan was even more anxious. He sent public relations to deal with the matter urgently, and looked for Qin Nuo around.

After visiting a lot of news, Yang Lan heard that Qin Nuoxi’s hometown was in the city of N, and Yang Lan rushed to a resettlement community on the outskirts of the city, knocking on the door of Qin Nuo’s family.

For the arrival of Yang Lan, Qin Nuoxi looked shocked and his heart was in doubt; the Qin father in the family was even more angry, screaming with enthusiasm, let Yang Hao roll!

However, Yang Lan did not leave, has been kneeling near the Qinnuoxi home.

Seeing this, Qin Nuoxi is somewhat distressed and very puzzled: "Yang, why are you suffering from this? I am just a little singer, even if you can't sign me, there will be new people in the future, this circle will have more The little fresh meat replaces me, maybe they will sing more than me."

"You are different from them!" Yang Lan decisively said, the light is hot and calm, "Qin Nuo, don't be afraid, there is me in this circle, I will let you clean and sing."

In an instant, Qin Nuoxi’s heart was warm, but he couldn’t help but smile: “Which is so simple? Yang Lan, you are sometimes very naive.”

"Yes!" Yang Lan stressed again, "Trust me, okay?"

Qin Nuxi: "...good."

Later, Qin Nuoxi called Yang Anyu, and Qin’s father was tortured by Yang Lan for a few days, and finally he was willing to take a step back. This matter was temporarily resolved.

After Qin Nuo’s debut, they were both a relationship between their superiors and their subordinates, and they became friends. However, in the face of Yang Lan, Qin Nuoxi occasionally can not control his heart.

"Yang Yang, don't be too good to me, you will think more about you."

"Then you think more."

"Well?" Qin Nuoxi gave a slight glimpse.

Yang Lan smiled and passed, and did not continue to say it. Between them, this seemingly friendship network has not been smashed.

After a while, Yang Lan was arranged by Mrs. Yang to go to blind date. Shen Donghao was also entangled with Qin Nuoxi. Their misunderstandings and estrangements were getting more and more serious, and they finally reached a point of explosion.

On the weekend, the two had an appointment to listen to the musical, but Yang Lan did not appear.

Yang Lan and other women drank a lot of wine, and Qin Nuoxi was waiting for him in the rain. Yang Lan knew that after a while and guilty, he forced Qin Nosh to his villa.

In the dispute, Yang Lan kissed Qin Nuoxi again. After the kiss, the two hot bodies were entangled together and became out of control.

"Well! Yang... Yang Lan, you... you know me... who am I?" On the bed, Qin Nuoxi was flushed, unable to breathe and scream.

The man in front of his eyes blinked, and he leaned back on the long white neck. The fine sweat fell off his cheeks, full of charm, and also attracted Yang Yan’s swollen and harder underneath.

"Of course I know, you are Qin Nuoxi, I... my..."

Usually looking at the coziness, Qin Noxi, who always laughs when he is in trouble, endures the pain at the moment, and with his own green body bears the fierceness of Yang Lan, between them, Qin Nuxi seems to have seen eight years ago. That Yang Lan.

He always likes to stand behind the crowd and listen to him singing silently. His shackles are often confused. Qin Nuoxi smells a similar taste, knowing that Yang Lan is also a sad, lonely and lively person.

After a night of tossing, the next day, Yang Lan’s wine woke up, pinching his eyebrows and falling into a long silence...

Was it promised to let him clean and sing, but did he soil him?

Seeing his reaction, Qin Nuoxi’s heart suddenly fell, and he felt that Yang Lan should have regretted it. He tried to squeeze out a smile that was relieved: “I am a man, but there is nothing.”

"Yang Yang, you don't have to be responsible to me, you don't have to worry about it." Qin Nuxi said, but he dressed himself and planned to leave. Yang Lan clasped his wrist.

"Yang Yang, those bad rumors say that I borrowed your position and sleep with you every day. It used to be not, but now..."

"Forget it, I can't ruin Yang's reputation, and you can't explain it to Mrs. Yang." Qin Nuoxi hid all the emotions and understates.

"..." Yang Lan is head down, always snoring, and will not release his hand.

Understand that Yang Lan’s inner struggles, Qin Nuxi’s heart also has a bit of bitterness, but he still suppresses himself: “Yang Yang, are you still licking women?”

His voice did not fall, Yang Lan was a stagnation, and his hand was released. Qin Nuo took the opportunity to take his hand and said: "Yang Hao, maybe we shouldn't know it at the beginning."

"This kind of thing is the first and last time, Yang Lan, we broke."

Without waiting for Yang Lan to answer, Qin Nuoxi was gone.

After that, both of them were busy with their careers and work until Qin Nuoxi’s real life experience and the same-sex-love scandal was revealed.

Not only the outside world's public opinion and controversy, the accidental blow of life experience, during the coma of Yang Anyu's car accident, Qin Nuxi, who was guilty of guilty conscience, had accumulated a large stone in his heart, and he was so overwhelmed.

At this time, Yang Lan realized his true intentions. He no longer acted as the obedient son, and actively resisted Mrs. Yang and bravely stood in front of Qin Nuo.

"Don't cry, Nosh." Gently erased Qin Nuxi's tears, Yang Lan holding Qin Nuoxi, "I'm sorry... Don't pretend not to know me, that person eight years ago is obviously you!" ”

Over the years, the sourness has surged, and Qin Nuoxi whispered: "You... you are late."

At that time, Qin Nuoxi wanted to become a friend with Yang Lan and wrote a song for him, but he did not take a name because Qin Noxi intended to use the name of Yang Lan, but he was only seventeen years old, but he did not know Yang Lan. name.

The day before leaving the United States, Qin Nuoxi had been waiting for Yang Lan for a long time, even when it was raining at night, he was still waiting for it, but Yang Lan never appeared.

"Yes, I am eight years late, I am sorry!"

"Yang Yang, then this time, do you really think about it?"

"Well, I think about it. I don't like men, but I am very sure..." Yang Hao paused. His black and white voice shone with sincerity. "I love you, Qin Nuoxi."

In the southern part of the city, Yang Lan re-buyed the house and lived with Qin Nuo.

After entering the night, after the passionate movement, Yang Lan took Qin Nishi’s waist from behind and kissed Qin Nuo’s smooth back and gently licked his ear: “Noshi, I want to support you, this life will Only support you alone."