Whose Little Eyes Haven’t Seen the Actor Yet

During the last two days of the Spring Festival holiday, Jiangzicheng was almost spent in a wandering state.

On the morning of the New Year's Day, he called his parents far away in Europe to call for New Year's greetings. He said several words "Merry Christmas" in a vague way. It was only after being reminded by his mother that he found his slip of the tongue.

Mother Jiang asked him: "Why are you not awake? You can't watch New Year's Eve, so you haven't slept all night."

Jiang Zicheng stubbornly responded-he did not sleep all night, but he couldn't even tell his parents the real reason.

Ever since he remembered, the ability that had been with him has disappeared! It was like playing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds and was suddenly blocked by the official plug-in. Novice players like him were instantly beaten back to their original form, and they could only run around naked, empty-handed and at a loss.

Jiang Zicheng is a good boy. He doesn't have many opportunities to use his abilities to "make benefits". In the past six months, he has taken the initiative to reduce the number of times he uses abilities. Because he knew that something like gold finger can only be used as a booster. If all choices in life depend on supernatural powers, would this life still be his own?

——But, even if God wants to take away this power, don't be so sudden! ! ! ! ! !

Jiang Zicheng is anxious, angry and wronged, Xie Beiwang is really his Krypton... No, Da Nemesis! If he hadn't robbed himself at the airport, he would not have met Mr. Xie, would not look at each other, and would not have lost his abilities inexplicably.

Under such circumstances, Jiang Zicheng could not have the leisure to consider the trend of his relationship with Xie Beiwang. His whole body withered and shrank in the corner faintly.

...

Xie Beiwang wanted to know what happened to Jiang Zicheng more than anyone.

On the night of New Year's Eve, he escorted Jiang Zicheng back to his room. Before entering the house, Jiang Zicheng asked to look at Xie Beiwang. As early as fifteen years ago, Xie Beiwang knew what Jiang Zicheng's "look at each other" meant. Although he was surprised, he still cast his eyes calmly.

He will not hide any selfishness in front of Jiang Zicheng, whether it is his past, his present, or his future, as long as Jiang Zicheng wants to see it, let it be.

But who would have thought that Jiang Zicheng's face changed drastically after looking at him, and he was obviously frightened.

Xie Beiwang immediately speculated that it must have been an accident that had affected him when he was "looking at each other."

In the past two days, Xie Beiwang has always wanted to talk to him, implying him: "Actually your eyes..."

But as soon as he spoke, Jiang Zicheng exploded and shook his head suddenly: "My eyes are very good, there is nothing, my eyesight is better!" Obviously, he did not intend to admit the problem.

Xie Beiwang was helpless. Although he was a big boss in the entertainment industry, he was just an ordinary earthling who couldn't help in front of the little Kryptonians.

Jiang Zicheng naturally didn't know, the underpants he kept tightly...No, the trump card, in front of Xie Beiwang, had already become transparent.

He was caught in a predicament for himself, turning around in annoyance. He even went to read online novels to see if the protagonist of a golden finger novel had the same powers and then lost the powers. Unfortunately, it seemed that he was the only situation like this.

If he had known the consequences of "eye contact", he would have been blind at the time, rather than look at Mr. Xie's eyes.

In fact, Jiang Zicheng had another option, which was to ask Xie Changan’s ability if there were any accidents, but after thinking about it, Jiang Zicheng still suppressed this method in his heart.

There is no other reason-Jiang Zicheng does not trust Xie Changan.

That old treacherous old stallion, he can use the value of money to measure his children, if he knew that Jiang Zicheng's ability had disappeared, how would he treat him?

Although Xie Changan seemed to have talked a lot with him heart-to-heart, but at the root of it, he just wanted to win him over and prove to him that "we two are the same kind of people". But Jiang Zicheng didn't think they were the same kind of people-just because Mr. Xie used his son as a money-making tool, it was enough for Jiang Zicheng to give him 80 voodoo dolls.

...

The short three-day Spring Festival holiday passed in a flash. On the second night of the New Year's Day, Xie Beiwang drove to the worried Jiangzi City to the airport.

When the car is parked firmly, as long as you push the opening door, it is the VIP passage leading directly to the waiting hall.

Xie Beiwang turned his head to look at Jiang Zicheng beside him, and saw that he was still so dumb, and he felt helpless and soft-hearted in his heart.

...Sometimes he wonders if Jiang Zicheng is really an alien. How can this little fool's brain circuit be completely different from that of a human on earth?

Xie Beiwang unfastened his seat belt and leaned forward. If it was normal, Jiang Zicheng would have blushed and yelled and avoided, but now Jiang Zicheng’s reaction ability plummeted. He sat in the passenger seat and looked up at the man who was getting closer until the two of them. The tips of their noses are less than one centimeter apart.

The perfume smell on the man slowly drifted over, like a cloud, gently hugging the young man.

The taste is very unique. Generally, the fragrances used by men are broad and heavy, such as forest fragrance, ocean fragrance, etc., but the smell from Xie Beiwang does not belong to these categories, but a smell that makes Jiang Zicheng feel a little familiar.

The taste was completely inconsistent with the man's cold and hard temperament, but it was not against him at all.

Strange, where did you smell it?

He was like a small mink, with a turbulent nose, smelling left and right. Before going out in the morning, Xie Beiwang sprinkled perfume on the neckline of his shirt. Jiang Zicheng was attracted by the smell, almost resting on his shoulders.

Jiang Zicheng acted entirely by instinct, and it wasn't until a hoarse chuckle came from his ear that he suddenly recovered.

"Ah!" He hurriedly backed away, but forgot that there was a seat behind him. The space was limited. Fortunately, the seat was made of leather. He didn't get dizzy when he hit it.

"It smells so good?" Xie Beiwang leaned over, with his hands on both sides of Jiang Zicheng's body, unknowingly, the distance between the two got closer.

At this time, Jiang Zicheng lost the vigilance of small animals, and answered whatever he thought: "Mr. Xie, what brand of perfume is on your body?"

Xie Beiwang replied: "There is no brand, I asked a perfumer to customize it."

Jiang Zicheng expressed regret.

Xie Beiwang: "You like it very much?"

The youth nodded.

"Well, I'll send it to the crew."

Jiang Zicheng was so coaxed. After receiving the man's promise, his eyes were bent into two small rainbow bridges.

Why don't you think Xie Beiwang said again: "Then what about you?"

"……what?"

"I gave what you want, when will you give me what I want?"

Jiang Zicheng was dumbfounded and deliberately pretended to be stupid: "What do you want, Mr. Xie, I don't know..."

"I want an answer." The man said in a deep voice, "Why do you keep looking at me? I have asked you many times, but you never said it."

"..." Jiang Zicheng shivered, what should he say, he would not be sent to a mental hospital after he said. Jiang Zicheng didn't want to tell the truth, even less willing to lie to Xie Beiwang, so he could only aggrieved: "Can I return the perfume to you? I don't want it anymore."

Xie Beiwang was helpless. Although he was decisive and vigorous in the shopping malls, once he met Jiang Zicheng, there was nothing he could do. Regardless of his soft or hard moves, Jiang Zicheng can dodge, and even give him a punch—not heavy, just falling on his heart.

Xie Beiwang didn't want to force him anymore, so he only said: "You don't want to say it. You can repay me for perfume."

"what way?"

The man's thin lips opened slightly, and he uttered two words calmly: "Fulfillment."

"!!!" Jiang Zicheng trembled, "Mr. Xie, your joke is not funny at all."

"Who said I was joking?"

Xie Beiwang has been waiting for too long. He had thought that since he had waited for fifteen years, it would be okay to wait for another six months. But soon he realized the difference-in the previous fifteen years, he was waiting for a "friend" who was six years old. Now, the people he waited for have not changed, but his expectations of him have changed. .

He didn't want to be the "Big Brother Wang Wang" of "Chengcheng Brother" anymore. He wanted to be a "Xie Beiwang" and a Xie Beiwang who belonged to Jiangzicheng alone.

Friendship can withstand waiting, but love can't.

Over the past six months, Xie Beiwang has been expressing and suggesting to convey his thoughts to Jiang Zicheng bit by bit, but Jiang Zicheng has always failed to follow his channel.

This time, it seemed that something went wrong with Jiang Zicheng's abilities. Xie Beiwang wanted to help him - however, he was pushed away by Jiang Zicheng.

It was for this reason that Xie Beiwang didn't want to bear it anymore.

If Jiang Zicheng didn't understand, he would say it over and over again; if Jiang Zicheng didn't accept it, he would do it over and over again.

Xie Beiwang put Jiang Zicheng's chin in one hand, forced him to look up, and then leaned over and pressed over...

His lips crossed, and the tip of the man's tongue arrogantly pushed the dentition of Jiang Zicheng, forcing him to sink with himself. Although Xie Beiwang's person was cold, his lips were hot.

As an actor, Jiang Zicheng has filmed countless kiss scenes. Passionate, ecstasy, sexy... But those kisses that are repeated in front of the camera are far less intense and lingering than this kiss.

Jiang Zicheng's resistance was disintegrated in less than a second. He only whimpered twice, and the numerous struggles that followed were easily restrained by the man.

With his lips and teeth entangled, the familiar smell of perfume filled up again, and the man held him tightly, preventing him from escaping. Jiang Zicheng's brain was blank, he didn't even realize how this kiss happened.

I don't know how long it took, the passion finally faded, and the slowly returning reason regained the upper hand.

But they were still kissing.

Jiang Zicheng's eyelashes trembled, and quietly opened his eyes, peeking at the man who closed his eyes and kissed him.

The distance between them is so close, so close to Jiangzicheng, you can see everything about the man clearly.

Xie Beiwang, who was immersed in desire, really looked like a wolf. He held Jiang Zicheng's lips, and kept grind together with his teeth. Jiang Zicheng didn't realize until then that Xie Beiwang had two pointed canine teeth hidden in his mouth, and it was quite painful when biting people.

Mr. Xie likes to bite people's lips. It's kind of - Jiang Zicheng felt like he was hit by something in his heart - kind of cute.

After the kiss was over, the silver silk slid down from the corner of Jiang Zicheng's mouth uncontrollably, and the man silently wiped the silver silk with his thumb. From start to finish, his eyes did not move away from the young man for half a second.

Xie Beiwang has had enough kisses, like a satiated beast, finally can fill up the hunger of the past six months.

He repeated the first two words again: "Fulfillment."

He looked at Jiang Zicheng, but Jiang Zicheng did not dare to look at him.

He hasn't figured out the loss of power yet, and now he is forced to kiss him in the car by the President...what are these things called?