This is too fast

Author: Ji Yusheng

This is too fast

"Just arrived."

"Coming up from the fire escape."

It was relatively remote there and not many people passed by. Sheng Yuan didn't want to attract attention, so he just let Zaizai film in peace.

"Why did you come here suddenly?"

The young man's magnetic voice is low and light, and very pleasant to listen to.

"Of course I'm here to supervise your eating." She looked at him with a hint of accusation in her tone, as if she was worried and distressed because her baby didn't want to eat on time.

Shi Yan was stunned for a moment, and looked over to see the lunch box on the table behind her——

The portable lunch box has three layers and looks very exquisite. It also has a noble logo on it.

He had never seen it before, so she brought it here.

This thing looks quite heavy. She just carried it up to the third floor?

The young man had just finished filming a scene that required bomb blasting. His original dark blue military uniform had holes in different shapes. The collar of the snow-white shirt underneath was tightly buttoned and stained with gray marks.

The black hair that was combed back with hair wax also had a few broken hairs hanging down, and there were a few traces of blood and dust on the cold white facial features.

The whole person seemed to have a sense of decadent asceticism.

"Wipe your hands first, and then eat." Sheng Yuan handed him a pack of wet wipes.

After Shi Yan took it, she turned back, opened the lunch box, and laid out everything inside -

Stir-fried shrimps with celery, braised pork trotters, boiled broccoli, and a small cup of corn ribs soup.

Each portion is generously portioned and filled to the brim.

Especially rice.

It's totally impressive for four big men to eat.

"..."

Shi Yan's black eyes narrowed, looking at the girl's busy back, he raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a look of unknown meaning.

She is——

Want to feed pigs?

Sheng Yuan put the food on the table, turned around and found that the young man was still standing there, and asked softly.

"What's the matter?"

Shi Yan shook his head lightly and began to take out wet wipes to wipe his hands and face.

About a minute later, he was just about to throw the used wipes into the trash can——

"Wait a moment."

The girl suddenly came over, looked at his face carefully, then raised her finger and pointed at her own face: "Here, it hasn't been wiped clean, and it's still a little dirty."

Shi Yan followed the spot she pointed out and wiped it with his hand. There were light blue veins bulging on the back of his hand with distinct finger bones, and then he looked at her.

"alright?"

"One more thing, move your hand a little lower."

"so?"

"It's not good. You may need to use a little more strength. It's too light."

"Okay?" He obeyed patiently.

The girl's gentle voice sounded a little troubled: "It still doesn't work."

"..."

Xiaozhou, who was about to enter the door, suddenly heard these words.

My whole body was trembling, and my steps suddenly stopped!

Stopped hard!

It's like the pause button has been pressed forcibly!

Stopped abruptly!

Is it Miss Sheng?!

Miss Sheng’s voice!?

When did Miss Sheng come!?

What are they doing in there!!?

Is this something he can listen to without paying for it?

Xiao Zhou immediately turned his back to the door, grabbed the door frame with his backhand, and looked around with a wary expression.

After making sure there was no one near the corridor, he breathed a sigh of relief!

Although the location of Brother Yan’s lounge is very remote!

But no!

He still has to guard the entrance!

Just in case someone passes by here!

What if I heard some noise from tigers and wolves!

But it’s over!

The entertainment industry is about to be shaken!

He wants to protect the privacy of Brother Yan and Miss Sheng!!

Everything...is for world peace!

In the lounge.

Sheng Yuan raised her head and looked at the place near the boy's jawline, where the dust had not yet been wiped away.

She simply took out a wet wipe herself, raised her hand, pinched the corner of the wet wipe with her thin white fingers, and moved it towards his face.

The voice was very gentle: "You have to lower your head."

Shi Yan immediately understood her intention.

She wanted to...wipe it for him with her own hands.

The fingers hanging by his side curled up. He paused for a moment, then quickly bent down slightly and leaned his head forward towards her. The movement was very slow. He didn't know if it was because of nervousness.

The neck is covered with cold white skin, and the raised Adam's apple is like an ice cube.

The next second, the wet wipe gently landed on his cheek with a cool touch, like a feather.

The young man's side face was delicate and cold, his black eyes were half-closed, and he looked naturally and quietly at the girl in front of him. His beautiful long eyelashes covered the large area of ​​light and shadow in his eyes, making it difficult to see the expression inside.

Although he deliberately lowered his head to cater to her movements, she was still much shorter than him.

The distance shortened and we got a little closer.

He smelled the familiar fruity scent of her body again.

With a slight sweetness.

However, it was not as clear as the smell when she got into the car after she was drunk that night.

The girl stared at the dirty spot, her fair little face was full of seriousness, and the movements of her hands were very careful and careful.

"Okay."

Almost as soon as she finished wiping, the girl backed away and threw the wet wipes into the trash can not far away.

The distance is restored again.

"It's time to eat."

The young man's dark eyes casually glanced at the trash can without any emotion, and sighed.

*

The boat stood in the corridor leading to the lounge.

The expression is very serious! The little eyebrows are raised high, like a soldier who is holding on.

The cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang. He took it out and saw the words 'Brother Yan' popping up on the screen.

But his first reaction was not to pick him up.

Instead, he glanced at the time subconsciously.
To be continued...