Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance

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eighty eight:

At that moment, Jiang Moji only felt that the whole world was quiet.

He looked at Yan Qingchi and watched his brows quietly under the lamp.

He was wearing a white hooded sweater and black jeans, and his overly gorgeous features were subtracted from the spirit and sharpness under the lamp, forming a hazy warmth, like an elaborate oil painting.

Exciting.

Jiang Moyan looked at him and walked towards him step by step.

He heard a gurgling voice coming from his chest and felt a little unconscious trembling. He desperately wanted to suppress the emotions that he had swelled up, but he clearly felt that those waves that he couldn't control came from all directions. Hit hard in his atrium. It was a feeling he had never had before. It was calm but turbulent, like a hidden river, rushing all the way, but encountering reefs all the way.

He approached Yanqing Pond, and in front of him, looked at him with a smile and asked, "Are you surprised?"

At that moment, he saw himself in Yan Qingchi's eyes.

He reached out and hugged Yan Qingchi, feeling that his heartbeat slowly calmed down, everything was still again, no turbulent waves, no sound of thunder, and some were just tranquility and flowers. ——The flowers hidden in the undercurrent, at this moment finally popped their heads, covering his atrium, full of fragrance.

Jiang Moxi whispered softly, "I'm just surprised, but not happy."

Yan Qingchi pushed him, opened the distance between the two, then looked up and kissed him, and laughed: "Now?"

"That's a little bit."

Yan Qingchi laughed, "You're really hard to serve." @Finity 好 文, all in

"So, you just packed yourself up and waited for me?"

"Thinking a lot," Yan Qingchi patted his backpack backhand. "The gift I sent you is in the bag. I'm just a courier."

"When is Brother back to the company?"

"Twelve noon tomorrow."

Jiang Mo nodded his head. "Then we have one more night."

"It depends on you."

"Let's go." Jiang Mozhang pulled him to the underground garage.

"Why? Aren't you still eating and celebrating?"

"I had dinner with them, and the cake was cut, and the words were said. Now, it's time for me to celebrate my birthday."

Yan Qingchi smiled, "It doesn't matter if you don't go back?"

"Just explain to the director."

"What do you mean? Say you love your friends and relatives?"

Jiang Moyu stopped and turned to look at him, "said my family has arrived."

Yan Qingchi liked the word family very much, so he smiled slightly.

Jiang Moxuan looked at him, but he felt bad for him. If he could, he would really like to say that his lover has arrived, but not yet, and their relationship cannot be announced yet. Not only because of him, but also because the cause of Yan Qingchi has just begun. At this time, if the relationship between them is announced, Yan Qingchi will always live in its own shadow. Others mentioning him will only be another one of Jiang Moji. Half of it, no matter how much he progresses or achieves, he will not have his own name, and will only exist as a subsidiary of Jiang Moji.

@Finity 好 文, all in

This is not what Jiang Moyu wanted to see. He signed a contract with Yan Qingchi and entered Nancheng. He was assigned the best agent, recommended him for an audition, and looked at Guan Mei to help him fight for suitable resources. He looked at Yan Qingchi. Step by step on the right track, also watching Yan Qingchi earnestly every time, he knew that Yan Qingchi had ambitions and ideas.

Therefore, he could not announce their relationship at this time. Not only were the fans unacceptable, Yan Qingchi was also unwilling, but he was also unwilling.

Jiang Moxie felt sorry for him, and wanted to say sorry, but felt that this sentence seemed to be clueless in Yan Qingchi, so he reached out and hugged him, and said quietly, "Wang Dao will understand."

How could Yan Qingchi know that his thoughts were changing, so he just said, "That's good."

Jiang Mo grabbed the car and sent a WeChat to Wang Dao in the car, saying that his family was here, so he took a step first to accompany his family, hoping that Wang Dao would forgive him.

When Wang Dao saw this, he thought it was Jiang Xingyi coming, so he replied: It's all right, you can stay with your family and have a happy birthday.

Jiang Moxie sent Wang Xianghai another WeChat message, saying that he went back to the Jiang Group Hotel and asked him to call him if he had a problem.

Wang Xianghai naturally agreed.

After arriving at the hotel, before getting into the elevator, Yan Qingchi's phone rang. He picked it up, and when he heard that he had arrived, he motioned for Jiang Moyu to wait for a while and walked to the hotel lobby.

When Jiang Mozhi saw him return, he saw Yan Qingchi hold a cake.

"You ordered a cake?"

"Yeah, how can you not eat cake on your birthday, although you have eaten with the crew, but I have not eaten yet, you can eat with me."

Jiang Mozhi smiled and nodded, "OK."

The two entered the suite, Jiang Moyan turned on the lights, Yan Qingchi put the cake on the coffee table and unloaded his backpack.

"Are you hungry?" Jiang Moyan asked him, "I order something to eat."

"I ate something on the plane. I'm not hungry. How about you?"

"I also ate something at the hotel, not very hungry."

"Then we won't order rice, let's just eat cake."

"Row."

Yan Qingchi heard him agree, quickly went to the bathroom and washed his hands, then came out and carefully opened the cake box, revealing the chocolate cake that looked delicious inside.

"This is also the shop I specifically chose online. If it's not good, I'll give it a bad review."

Jiang Mo chuckled.

Yan Qingchi has inserted the candle, "Make a wish?"

"Don't you sing?" Jiang Mozhi deliberately teased him.

Yan Qingchi looked helpless, "You have to sing for yourself, I will definitely not sing."

Jiang Moyi shook his head with regret and sighed.

Yan Qingchi poked him, "Do you still want to make a wish? Just blow the candle if you don't make a wish."

Jiang Moxuan watched his gentle eyebrows against the candlelight, and couldn't help whispering in his heart: I hope the family can be peaceful and the family healthy and smooth. I hope Yanqing Lake will be smooth and successful. I hope they can celebrate their birthday together next year.

He blew out the candle gently, Yan Qingchi applauded him as he learned from the TV, and then passed him a knife to let him cut the cake.

Jiang Mozhi cut a large piece for him, and a small piece for himself. He is not very fond of sweets, such as cakes, which is meant to meet the situation. If Yan Qingchi did not buy it, he would not buy it .

Yan Qingchi likes to eat sweets. After eating his piece, he asked Jiang Moyu to cut a small piece for him before putting down the plate.

Jiang Moyu watched him satiated and leaned on the sofa, dug a piece of chocolate and painted his face.

Yan Qingchi glared at him, "How old are you?"

"This is childlike."

"It's called spoiled food." Yan Qingchi looked at him. "Can't I keep it for tomorrow? Spoiled my cake so much."

"Why did I mess up?" Jiang Moyan asked him.

Yan Qingchi held his back on his face and nudged him, and showed him the chocolate on his back. "You can't eat it, you see."

He said, took a paper towel, wiped his hands, and then wiped his face.

Jiang Moji reached out and took his paper towel, kissed the chocolate he had just coated, licked it, pressed it to his ear, and said softly, "Why can't I eat it?"

Yan Qingchi opened his eyes wide for a moment and could hardly believe it. Is this still Jiang Mosong he knew? How can I become like this in a few days!

Jiang Moyan looked down at him, Yan Qingchi looked suspicious.

"Why do you look at me like that?"

"What do you think?"

Jiang Mo chuckled, stepped forward, and kissed him immediately.

Yan Qingchi was impatient with this action, so he reached out and held his back, kissed him up.

Jiang Moyi kissed him, and unconsciously reached into his clothes, and said softly, "Is it okay tonight?"

"Don't leave traces," Yan Qingchi acquiesced.

Jiang Mo heard the words, hugged him and entered the interior.

Two people haven't done it for a long time, this time is naturally inevitable. When the drive was over and he took a bath, Jiang Moxu hugged him and talked to him, only to feel that his body and mind were full of ease and tranquility, and even some unspeakable joy.

He looked at Yan Qingchi, but he wanted to hear a positive answer from his mouth, "Yan Qingchi, do you like me?"

Yan Qingchi looked up at him, and saw Jiang Moyu's eyes full of determination. He spoke softly, with a soft tone and a soft voice. Jiang Moyu didn't want to hear what he said. He said, "Be affectionate."

Jiang Moji didn't believe, "Do you really like me?" @Infinite

"What do you think?"

"I think you like me."

Yan Qingchi laughed. "Amorous."

"It's not a shame to like me, you admit it, and I won't laugh at you."

Yan Qingchi turned over and turned his back to him, "You really think too much, I said, unless you like me, I won't like you."

"So if I like you, you like me?" Jiang Mochi turned him over, looking directly at him.

Yan Qingchi raised his eyes and smiled at him. Jiang Mozhi thought he would answer yes, but he heard him say, "Be affectionate."

"Do you only say these four words today?" Jiang Mo was dissatisfied.

"Then change?" Yan Qingchi thought for a while, "Wishful thinking?"

Jiang Mojing: "..."

Yan Qingchi asked him, "Will this not work?"

"Qingchi, my birthday today."

Yan Qingchi heard the words and smiled, "Happy birthday."

"You know what I want to hear is not this."

"So you want to listen to self-confidence?" Yan Qingchi asked him.

Jiang Mosong: ... I can't talk to you that day!

Yan Qingchi watched him lie down helplessly, poked at him, and said warmly, "Happy birthday."

Jiang Moshang was almost tempered by his toss, "I don't like it?"

Yan Qingchi laughed, and Jiang Mo promptly said, "You must not say that you are affectionate."

Yan Qingchi thought he was a little cute, so he kissed his lips, "Happy birthday."

"Can't I change another word?" Jiang Mozhi said, and immediately responded, "maybe wishful thinking."

Yan Qingchi didn't resist laughing and reached out and hugged him, "Sleep, don't toss."

"If you like it, you won't toss."

Yan Qingchi did not speak, but still looked at him gently.

"Forget it, anyway you won't say today, I see it."

"Happy birthday," Yan Qingchi said warmly.

Jiang Moyan hugged him, "Okay, happy birthday."

Yan Qingchi looked up and kissed him again, and then slowly closed his eyes on him.

When Jiang Mozhi tried to talk to him again, he found that he was asleep. Jiang Mozhi did not expect that he would fall asleep so fast. He was always full of energy and good physical strength. He rarely talked to him when the lights were still off. Maybe I was really tired. Jiang Mochi thought to myself, in order to see himself, Yan Qingchi also probably ran a lot of drama, didn't sleep well, and was tired after a long journey.

He looked at him, could not help lowering his head, and kissed him on the forehead. Yan Qingchi frowned, knowing that he slept lightly, afraid that he would wake up, so he said softly, "Sleep, it's okay."

Yan Qingchi responded vaguely, her brows slowly stretched.

At the moment, Jiang Mozhi was not sleepy, he was not only sleepy, he was even a little bit clear. He thought about seeing the throbbing of Yan Qingchi tonight, only to feel incredible and surprised. He always thought that he liked people—of course he liked them, and he knew that he once liked Yuan Mingyun. of. Therefore, he always thought that he knew how to like a person, but it was not until that moment that he realized that it seemed that he had been thinking wrong.

Even when he liked Yuan Mingzhang most, he did not have too much emotional fluctuations with Yuan Mingzhang. He could accept Yuan Mingzhang to chase Zhou Yixing, and watch him carefully hug Zhou Yixing, which may be a little uncomfortable. But that's it, nothing is unacceptable, let alone affecting your life. He didn't have much emotional fluctuations even after knowing that Yuan Mingyu had pushed him for the audition opportunity recommended by him to go abroad, except for a long sigh, some uncomfortable and uncomfortable, he didn't have other feelings, even I can tell myself rationally that it is time to end this relationship and then marry Yan Qingchi.

So, how much does he like Yuan Mingyun? Does he think that love is really love?

Jiang Mochi looked at the person in his arms. Yan Qingchi slept very peacefully. Because her eyebrows were closed, she seemed harmless to humans and animals, and she was a little simple. He really didn't think he would like such a person at the very beginning. He has a different personality from Yuan Mingxuan. His teeth are open and his teeth are sharp. He doesn't seem to get along well. Under the sharp-looking appearance, it is actually a very gentle heart.

Like sesame dumplings, the poking is black, and has its own careful machine and ideas, but it is very soft and sticky, which is very popular.

Jiang Moji thought, if one day Yan Qingchi likes others, leave him, go chase the one he likes, go to thousands of miles to meet him across several cities, tenderly hug each other, kiss each other, and quarrel with each other, then What will happen to him?

However, before he started to think, he had rejected the idea.

How did Yan Qingchi like other people and leave him? They are legally certified couples, protected by law and morals. He belonged to himself from the beginning, and how can he leave himself.

Yuan Mingzhang can of course like others because Yuan Mingzhang did not belong to him from the beginning; but how can Yan Qingchi like others? He belonged to him from the beginning.

Jiang Motuo has never seen his feelings so clearly as now, nor has he realized his love for Yan Qingchi so clearly. Yan Qingchi is different, different from Yuan Mingzhang and different from any one person. Among so many people he met, he only had such strong emotional fluctuations in Yan Qingchi. He looked at Yan Qingchi, Will be heartbeat, throbbing, will feel peaceful when hugging each other, will be joyful when intimate with each other. He firmly believed that Yan Qingchi liked himself and resisted the assumption that he would like others. He hugged him, circled him in his arms, and imprisoned him in his arms, in his heart. Yan Qingchi can only like him and belong to him. The others are just passing passengers around him.

Jiang Motuo did not expect that he would have a day of possessiveness so intense. This feeling surprised him without panic, and even unconsciously happy. Everyone in his life yearns for love, and even chases love. Some people see When it came to love, someone missed it, and he found that his love finally came to light in Yanqing Pond on this night, on the day of his 28th birthday, long overdue.

But it doesn't matter, Jiang Moyan looked at the person in his arms. After all, he is the best appearance of love.