Jiang Fei didn't even have the heart to paint that night, he lay in bed and couldn't sleep, and he didn't fall asleep until the early hours of the morning.

Those memories that he thought had faded a long time ago were clearly reproduced in his dreams.

That alley, the cold boy who kept moving forward with his back in the dark, that hazy and comfortable feeling, down-to-earth, warm....

That afternoon, Jiang Fei came back from buying daily necessities from the supermarket, and received a call from Fu Xun as soon as he arrived at the apartment.

Fu Xun asked Jiang Fei if he had time in the evening, and wanted to invite him to his villa for dinner, because he was invited last time, this time he Fu Xun should also take the initiative to invite him back...

Jiang Fei originally wanted to refuse on the grounds that he had no time to "swipe orders online", but he accidentally caught a glimpse of the umbrella and scarf placed on the shelf at the door of the apartment, and thought that he should return these things to Fu Xun, so he agreed.

In the evening, the car sent by Fu Xun to pick up Jiang Fei was parked directly under Jiang Fei's apartment building, and the driver was Fu Xun's personal bodyguard Wu Shen.

On the way to Fu Xun's villa, Jiang Fei couldn't help but ask Wu Shen, who was driving, "Fu Xun, ..... Is this the case on a daily basis? Only.... It's so enthusiastic about friends who haven't known each other for a few days. ”

Wu Shen said expressionlessly, "Is Mr. Jiang doubting the sincerity of Mr. Fu's friendship with you?" ”

"No, no, I didn't mean that." Jiang Fei hurriedly denied it, and said with a smile, "I just think that a person of Fu Xun's status generally keeps a distance from anyone." ”

"You're not like anyone else." Wu Shen said, "Mr. Fu said, Mr. Jiang, you are his relative. ”

Jiang Fei felt like he had been hit by something hot in his chest, "Dear... Close relatives? Did he really say that? ”

"Yes."

Jiang Fei didn't speak again, he turned his head to look at the rapidly retreating neon lantern, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise quietly.

Close relatives?

This word, it sounds so good....

Fu Xun's private villa is in a group of villas in the downtown area, not in its magnificent appearance, but in the excellent location of quiet in the middle of the noisy, this villa is just one of Fu Xun's properties in Zhongnan, with a low-key appearance and luxurious interior decoration.

After coming to Zhongnan City, Fu Xun brought two mistresses to this storm, one is the international female model***, and the other is the domestic traffic Xiaohua Xiang Mo'er, among which Xiang Mo'er has come here the most, Fu Xun also thought that after getting tired of Xiang Mo'er, he directly gave this villa to her, and he never treated the woman who accompanied him....

As soon as he entered the living room, Jiang Fei felt that his dress from head to toe was out of place here, he stood in the living room, only feeling that the maid clothes here were more damp than the two clothes on his body.

The temperature in the room is always a pleasant twenty-five degrees, Fu Xun is wearing a thin black shirt, one hand is in the pocket of his trousers, and the other hand caresses the guardrail and slowly walks down the stairs, his short hair highlights his cold facial features even more charming.

"Isn't it hot?" Fu Xun walked up to Jiang Fei, looked at Jiang Fei's thick coat, and chuckled, "Take it off and hand it to the servant, and I'll take you upstairs." ”

The faint smile in Fu Xun's eyes seemed to have a kind of demagogic magic, Jiang Fei quickly glanced away, raised his hand and touched the sweat on his forehead, and then took off his coat with a wry smile.

Jiang Fei was wearing a blue-and-white sweater inside, with a loose round neckline that directly exposed the two snow-white collarbones under his neck.

Jiang Fei's skin is very white, this kind of white is stuffy at home all the year round, although he often stays up late, but he has enough sleep every day, and has not experienced any wind and sun, so the whole person looks very white and tender, with that innocent and harmless face, he is like a little boy of the landlord's family who is ignorant of the world....

Fu Xun's gaze stayed between Jiang Fei's collarbones for two seconds, and then led Jiang Fei upstairs.

On the second floor, there is a room with three floor-to-ceiling window walls, with a chic decoration, much like a small Chinese restaurant, with orange lights and slightly retro furnishings, which seems both private and ambiguous, but there is also a gentle atmosphere that makes people unconsciously let go of all their guards.

Fu Xun and Jiang Fei sat down at the table, and the maid began to serve the meal, which was very delicate and delicious Chinese food.

After Fu Xun said a few jokes, Jiang Fei once again completely unloaded his guard.

At the dinner table, Jiang Fei drank two glasses of wine, alcohol on his face, his fair cheeks were slowly turning red in Fu Xun's sight at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and he was unconsciously bold when he spoke.

Fu Xun could see that Jiang Fei was really happy at this moment, without the restraint and embarrassment at the beginning, he was even a little unscrupulous when he laughed at this time, and he was also called "Fu Xun" when he opened his mouth, and seemed to have forgotten the identity gap between them.

Fu Xun gradually discovered that in fact, Jiang Fei is really easy to coax, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is stupid, although he is always vigilant and makes people feel that he has nowhere to start, but in fact, as long as he finds a gap to drill into, all the armor on his body for self-protection can be broken immediately.

After dinner, Fu Xun proposed to let Jiang Fei stay here for one night, and the maid took care of his room, but Jiang Fei politely refused, saying that he would go back and make money, and Fu Xun almost sneered when he heard it.

When he went back, the woolen scarf that Jiang Fei had planned to return to Fu Xun was still wrapped around Jiang Fei's neck, which was wrapped around him by Fu Xun again when Jiang Fei left Fu Xun's villa.

Not long after returning to the apartment, Jiang Fei received a text message from Fu Xun.

Fu Xun invited him to attend the Star Awards Ceremony held at the **Theater this Friday.** Fu Xun said that he didn't have much work in the past, just a formality, so he wanted to find an acquaintance to go with.

Jiang Fei looked at the name of the award ceremony, and always felt a little familiar, and after thinking about it for a long time, he remembered that this was the award ceremony that Ji Heng told him before, and Ye Fengmian would participate.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fei replied with a text message of agreement, and then sent two words separately, thank you.

After taking a shower, Fu Xun picked up the mobile phone next to the bed and looked at the two text messages sent by Jiang Fei, sneered and put down the phone.

Fu Xun has a dry towel on his head, a bath towel around his waist, two mermaid lines under the side of his abdominal muscles faintly drill into the bath towel, the upper body with tangled muscles, a broad chest, and erect muscles on the front chest and shoulders.

Fu Xun walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and Xiang Mo'er on the bed immediately hugged him from behind him, and her delicate hands roamed over Fu Xun's chest.

"Brother Fu is in such a good shape..."Xiang Mo'er said softly.

Fu Xun didn't say anything, he finished drinking the hot tea on the bedside table, then ripped off the bath towel around his waist, turned around and pressed Xiang Mo'er on the bed.

Halfway through the event, the mobile phone suddenly rang, Fu Xun's face was pale, and he continued to hold Xiang Mo'er's waist with one hand, and took the mobile phone by the pillow with the other.

Seeing the caller ID of the word "Jiang Fei" on the screen, Fu Xun immediately reached out to cover the mouth of Xiang Mo'er, who was panting under him, and then connected the phone.

"Jiang Fei..."Fu Xun whispered into his phone.