Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 46. forty six

Forty-six:

Yan Qingchi stared at him for a while, and admitted generously, "There is a little bit."

Jiang Mochen thought that he would not answer or would ask himself, but he did not expect him to admit it directly. For a moment, he felt a little joy beating in his heart, he smiled unconsciously, his mood and words softened, and he asked, "Do you want to go to my place tonight?"

My place refers to the hotel owned by the Jiang family that they have been to before.

Yan Qingchi clicked his tongue twice, "Jiang Mochen, you can only think of **** when you are full and warm. Why are you running wildly on the highway before you finish your meal?"

Jiang Mochen thought for a while, and said softly, "I'm probably full just looking at you."

Yan Qingchi raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Mochen gave him a piece of ribs, with a gentle tone and a smile in his eyes, and he praised him in a rare way: "It's delicious."

Yan Qingchi couldn't hold back, and laughed outright. He nodded in satisfaction, and said without humility, "You are very discerning."

Jiang Mochen also followed him, echoing, "That is."

Probably because of the thoughts of parting, this night, Jiang Mochen was extraordinarily gentle, and even liked to kiss Yan Qingchi more than usual. Yan Qingchi felt that he was a bit annoying tonight, and thought that thanks to Meng Luo showing He Yu his back, he had already filmed the scene. If he took off his shirt tomorrow, the whole crew would be shocked. To be stunned.

He couldn't help laughing at the thought.

Then I felt Jiang Mochen hit him hard, looked up at him, "What are you thinking, so inattentive."

Yan Qingchi reached out and hooked his neck, "I miss you."

Jiang Mochen didn't believe it, "I'm all here, you still need to think?"

Yan Qingchi lowered his head, raised his head slightly, kissed his mouth, and said softly: "I miss you for the future."

Jiang Mochen was speechless for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed him fiercely.

The two drove slowly and long on the mountain road this time, and when they stopped the car and returned to the foot of the mountain, they didn't feel too sleepy.

However, Jiang Mochen still had a show tomorrow morning, so he just hugged Yan Qingchi from behind, rubbed his waist for him, and didn't do anything else. He looked at Yan Qingchi and suddenly realized, "Why do you always sleep with your back to me?"

"I'm used to it." Yan Qingchi replied.

"Turn it over."

Yan Qingchi thought for a while, turned around, and put his hand on the other side of his waist along the way.

Jiang Mochen smiled, rubbed him, and said, "You're quite self-conscious."

Yan Qingchi smiled slightly, but did not speak.

Jiang Mochen looked at him, "Go to sleep," he said, "Tomorrow I have a scene and I will go back to the set first, so you can sleep a little longer."

Yan Qingchi let out a "hmm", not because he wanted to sleep a little longer, but because he habitually avoided suspicion with Jiang Mochen on the set. When he thought of this, he thought that after a week, he would leave the crew. At that time, even if he wanted to avoid suspicion, there would be no way to avoid it.

So Yan Qingchi stepped forward a little, approached Jiang Mochen, and hugged him, "Stop rubbing him," he said, "Go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow morning."

This is the first time that Jiang Mochen was embraced by him before going to bed. In the past, he would hug Yan Qingchi unconsciously before going to bed or after falling asleep, while Yan Qingchi just turned his back to him , fell asleep quietly.

He looked at the person who was holding him in his arms and leaning against his chin, and seeing him close his eyes, snuggling quietly and tenderly in his arms. One piece is soft. He reached out his hand to turn off the light, hugged Yan Qingchi lightly, and let out a "hmm".

Jiang Mochen got up around six o'clock the next morning, Yan Qingchi was a light sleeper, whenever he moved, Yan Qingchi frowned, vaguely about to wake up. Jiang Mochen had no choice but to say that he was so sensitive even in his sleep, "It's still early, you should have a good rest and don't get up in a hurry."

Yan Qingchi responded vaguely, stretched his brows, and continued to sleep.

Jiang Mochen looked at him, feeling a little curious. He had read his profile when he first wanted to marry Yan Qingchi. According to the data, Yan Qingchi was just an ordinary boy, even a little stupid and pretentious, but at that time, he wanted to get married wholeheartedly, and the Yan family just moved back because of the doll relatives arranged by the elders when they were young. , is the most suitable candidate, so he went to meet Yan's parents and made a request to replace Yanqingxi with Yanqingchi.

However, during the period of getting along after marriage, Jiang Mochen could clearly feel that the person beside him was far from the personality shown in the previous materials. Not only his personality, but in many aspects, he has a sharp reaction speed, adept lockpicking experience, excellent physical fitness, and vigilance even in his sleep. All these things made it impossible for him to equate the current Yan Qingchi with the Yan Qingchi he had seen in the materials before.

Jiang Mochen felt that maybe this was his original character, and the information he had investigated before was just his disguise. Or maybe there are other reasons for him to have such different faces. But no matter what the reason is, as far as he is concerned, the current Yan Qingchi makes him feel very good, so this is enough.

Everyone has their own curiosity, and of course Jiang Mochen does too, but everyone also has their own secrets, and he doesn't want to explore Yan Qingchi's secrets because of his own curiosity. Maybe in the future when they become more familiar and intimate, Yan Qingchi will tell him the reason why he has such different faces; or maybe after they have been together for a long time, he will tell him about this matter. Bring it out in the chat and laugh, and make fun of it as an ordinary life trifle between two people. But it's not now, it's not the present when they are trying to get closer to each other, but they haven't reached the bottom of each other's heart yet.