His slender body lies flat on the bed, his hands are at his sides, his legs are slightly open, his calm and relaxed posture reveals elegant lines, and his pajamas are light and close-fitting, like a layer of skin covering his body, which is usually a pleasure, but at certain times, it can make people feel ashamed.

For example, at this moment.

Step by step, the man approached and seemed to say something, but he couldn't hear clearly. The visitor deliberately walked this long way, and his eyes fell on him with interest, as if he was wondering if he would jump up and run away in the next moment.

Bad taste.

The edge of the bed was sunken, and the sexy, oppressive figure was close to him.

The man was undressed, but there was no trace of shyness, and he found that he was looking at himself, and he changed his position freely, exposing more parts of his body to his sight, and his style was bold and wild, and he was extremely confident in his figure. It's a great figure indeed.

It was not exaggerated, not the brick-like muscles of the Western bodybuilders, with the subtlety, pliable touch, and hot temperature of the Orient, which he felt was a volcano full of magma, and he knew that it was dangerous, and that when the volcano erupted, it would pull him into the roofless ruin, but he couldn't put it down.

Hand?

When he came back to his senses, he realized that his hand had somehow touched it, exploring his chest and moving closer to his abdomen.

The man did not stop.

It was an addictive touch, his skin almost absorbing his hands, and he sighed with satisfaction as his face burned under the burning gaze of another person, but he still carefully stroked his eight-pack abs.

The hand was pulled.

The man's face seemed to be covered with a layer of mist that did not disperse all year round, and he could not see clearly, only revealing his sexy lips, and at this time the corners of his lips were hooked, with an inexplicable smile, he took his hand and exerted a slight force, probing into the dormant shadow under the abdomen.

No!

He retracted his hand in fright.

The man seemed to be angry, and as if his patience had finally come to an end, his muscular body moved towards him, propped up above him. The two were close together, fiery breath mingling, dark brown eyes staring at him, confused, he seemed to say something, and then heard the man's pleasant laughter.

The laughter brought a vibration in his chest, and it rubbed against his chest, and it reached the heart under the flesh and skin.

"For you."

When Ye Xichen woke up, the dawn was faintly bright.

He remembered that he had a dream, but he tried to recall it, but he couldn't remember the specific content of the dream, he only felt tired and satisfied, as if he was immersed in warm water, relaxed, and the whole person was lazy and couldn't lift his energy.

Could it be that it took effort to dream?

It's the fifth day since I returned from the crew.

During the filming, the agent gave him a job for a public service announcement, and now that the filming is over, he can rest for the day.

If it goes well, Zheng Yuankai should also go home.

Even if they get along well on the set, the two can barely be regarded as friends, but Ye Xichen still thinks that it is better not to meet this young man in the future.

Repulse Bay Villas.

Zheng Yuankai was in the bedroom on the second floor, sorting out his thoughts.

It has been three weeks since Jing An died. He avoided entering the film and television city, of course, in order not to expose the difference between himself and the original owner and make people suspicious, but also to precipitate and calm down. When he had just died, his anger and reluctance burned with anger, but he was resurrected in this body, and even if he was overthrown, he could still mobilize a lot of power - no matter the cost.

Reckless actions will ruin a qiē, and bad feelings will push him into the abyss.

He barely calmed down, first took advantage of the big star who happened to appear to fight to vent, and then sent himself to a place where there were no acquaintances of the original owner, and was able to complete his dormancy and transformation.

This body also carries memories and conditioned reflexes from the past, according to the words on the Internet, maybe it is called a self-contained emoji? The effect is amazing, for example, he makes a sneering expression in the mirror, and the result is a cold, affectionate smile...... Although it is speechless, I have to say that it is very helpful not to goof.

The advantage of being a neighbor of the actor is that you can ask for advice from time to time, according to the main points of the playboy performance that the other party has directed, plus the information package of Ah Chuna and even with videos, he summarized Zheng Yuankai's common expressions and movements, and integrated them into his daily life.

The change is gradual, as evidenced by the drivers who visit the shift every day.

And when he really gains a firm foothold and controls the power, no one will doubt it even if he abandons the "signboards" of the original owner.

Or maybe when the day comes, these habits will be in the blood, who knows?

Importantly, now, he seems qualified to stand on the board again.

The internet in this villa has been upgraded with a firewall.

When Zheng Yuankai turned on the computer and entered the "Love Me Love Me Love Roll" Taobao store again, he suddenly felt that the panda pattern everywhere on the page was very kind. He knocked on the shopkeeper Want Want and skillfully typed a string of garbled characters, which is a sign of buying intelligence.

Ah Qi's reaction was quick.

For a long time, he had felt that this intelligence trafficker might have grown up with the network.

The screen went black, and a dialog box popped up: 'This is Ah Qi, whose information do you want?' ’

'Jing An, the former president of Chaoyang Real Estate in Shanlin City, about the ins and outs of his death,' Zheng Yuankai paused and continued to type on the keyboard: "All the people involved in this matter and those in the know, the more detailed the better." ’

Looking back, it was really uncalm at that time, and Jing Bochao was directly determined according to the ranking of suspects in his mind, although he did have a motive, but according to the age of his dear uncle, it was still possible for him to find someone to get his nephew into the hospital, and it was not enough to die.

He still believes in his uncle's paranoia.

Even if the misappropriated funds are enough to sentence him to life imprisonment, if he is not sentenced, the consequence is that the company will fall into the hands of others, and Jing Bochao may turn himself in.

Lunatic.

He couldn't understand this kind of "family" thinking, and it was clear that the Jing family didn't have a great inheritance.

Ah Qi paused for a long time, as if he was delayed or engaged in a fierce ideological struggle, and then said, "...... Can you ask why? ’

This is against the rules of trade.

Zheng Yuankai realized this almost immediately, and was extremely surprised.

Dealers cannot ask their employers about the purpose of buying information.

It is said that a long time ago, the concept of "the world of the surface" and "the world of the inside" came into being, the former referring to the world in which ordinary people live, and the latter referring to those characters who are not seen in the past: killers, hackers, thieves, intelligence dealers, arms dealers......

In the most chaotic times, some unscrupulous intelligence dealers often sell information and then sell it to their employers' opponents, and both sides have the details of the other party, and the higher the bid, the more they get, and even worse, they give detailed or general information completely by virtue of the mood at the time, which leads the world war to develop in a disorderly direction and is a mess.

This unscrupulous behavior finally provoked a bloody counterattack, and a few intelligence traffickers who were not very well hidden were touched to kill chickens and monkeys, and then in order to protect both sides of the transaction, there were so-called rules, that is, the so-called "professional ethics of intelligence traffickers".

Zheng Yuankai black line.

He found that these things were also said by Ah Qi, and there was no evidence at all.

However, this is the first time Ah Qi has asked why.

"Chaoyang is Hengyang's biggest competitor, of course I want to know the information that may bring down the other party." ’

Ah Qi replied quickly: 'I don't believe it. ’

Zheng Yuankai put it another way: 'If I say that it is to avenge Jing An, what do you think? ’

‘…… Why? ’

Hmm, what should I say to make sense?

Thoughts passed through his mind, and after sifting through the many answers and possible follow-up questions, he curled his lips and chose a flawless, flawless answer: 'I have a crush on him.' ’