Irrelevant people

The plane landed at Shencheng Airport.

While waiting to pick up the luggage, Ye Huaining took out his mobile phone and would like to send a message to Ji Rao. But he hesitated and let it go.

Since have already arrived. he thought that it's better to go straight.

When he looked up, his eyes fell on a giant LED billboard not far away. It was a perfume brand endorsed by Ji Rao.

Staring for a moment, Ye Huaining licked the corners of his lips.

No matter how good the perfume smells, it is not as good as Ji Rao's pheromone fragrance.

He came to Shencheng alone this time, the day before New Year's Day, in order to join Ji Rao to spend the New Year's Eve.

He also wanted to give Ji Rao a surprise without telling him in advance. Ji Rao was filming here. He could finish filming before that the 4th. Ye Huaining planned to stay here for a few more days and then go back with him.

In the taxi, Ye Huaining sent a message to Xiao Zhang that he was in need of the address of the studio where Ji Rao was filming.

One hour later, Ye Huaining got off his car at the destination and glanced at the crowd gathered on the riverside. It was the crew who took the location here. There were many fans and passers-by. He didn't go there and found a place with a broad view. He looked at him from a distance.

The drama that Ji Rao made is a criminal investigation and case-solving drama. After all, it is not based on intimate romantic love, which made Ye Huaining satisfied.

He didn't allow Ji Rao to have too much close contact with others, even in the play.

He would rather give Ji Rao more records and hold more concerts, but Ji Rao himself likes acting. He can help Ji Rao check the script, but he can't stop him from filming.

Ji Rao belongs to him. He even feels like hiding Ji Rao from anyone.

During the filming interval, Ji Rao walked to the director to watch a small screen replay. Xiao Zhang handed him the phone back with a message from Ye Huaining.

"You are so handsome in this criminal police uniform. After the filming, ask the director whether he can keep the costumes or not."

Ji Rao frowned subconsciously, raised his eyes, and looked around. His gaze fell on the man in front who was wearing a black woolen coat and sunglasses, standing high with hands in pockets.

Even if he couldn't see clearly, he knew that it was Ye Huaining.

A new message came in: "Why are you looking at me?"

Ji Rao looked at him in silence for a moment, lowered his head, and replied, "When did you come?"

"An hour ago."

"Isn't it cold standing there? Go back to the hotel, and I will catch up with you when the filming is over."

Ye Huaining knew that Ji Rao didn't want him to appear on the set without exposing his excuse: "You can continue filming. I will go back after watching it for a while without disturbing you."

Ji Rao didn't return, put down the phone, and gave it to Xiao Zhang to continue to take the next scene.

When he raised his head again, there was no one there anymore. Ji Rao took a look and withdrew his gaze carelessly.

When Ji Rao entered the door, Ye Huaining was sleeping, with his head retracted into the quilt, sleeping silently.

The curtains were closed tightly, but the lights in the room were all on.

Ye Huaining is afraid of the dark, and always turns on lights when he sleeps alone unless Ji Rao is by his side and hugs him.

Ji Rao didn't wake him up. He put down his things and took a bath.

When he came out again, Ye Huaining had already sat up. The quilt slipped down, revealing Ye's naked chest. He stared at Ji Rao as if he was just awake and still confused.

"... Are you back? Well, what time is it?"

"Almost ten o'clock."

"Why did you shoot so late."

Ye Huaining complained a few words, yawning and stretching.

Ji Rao walked over and sat down by the bed. Ye Huaining got close and hung himself on Ji like a sloth. Ji Rao asked, "What's wrong?"

Ye Huaining stared into his eyes, "Why don't you have any happy expressions when you see me coming?"

Ji Rao raised his hand and squeezed his face: "Can I show you a smile now? "

"Then you laugh."

The corners of Ji Rao's lips rose up, which was the perfect curve.

He was fascinated by how many little girls and omega are captivated by his smile.

Ye Huaining watched him quietly for a moment, get close to him, and kissed the corner of his lips softly.

After getting a little physical, Ye Huaining lay in Ji Rao's arms and asked him in a low voice, "Are you really unhappy when I'm here?"

Ji Rao put his hand on his sweaty back and said casually, "No."

Ye Huaining raised his head and kissed his chin again.

Ji Rao lowered his head and kissed his lips.

In the last five minutes before twelve o'clock, Ye Huaining left Ji Rao's arms, got out of bed barefoot, picked up a bathrobe thrown on the carpet at random, put it on, and opened the window.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the dazzling and gorgeous night view of the city.

Ji Rao also put on a piece of clothing and got out of bed, walked behind Ye Huaining, and hugged his waist.

Ye Huaining breathed lightly on the window, and wrote his and Ji Rao's names with his fingers, side by side, with a heart drawn in the middle.

The big screen on the outer wall of the skyscraper in the distance began to count down.

Ten, nine, eight...

Ji Rao turned his head to the side.

...Three, two, one.

A soft kiss fell on the glands behind Ye Huaining's neck. Ji Rao's voice wrapped his warm breath, and sounded in Ye Huaining's ear: "Happy New Year."

Ye Huaining closed his eyes and smiled, and said to him: "Ji Rao, Happy New Year."

He turned around, raised his hand to hug Ji's neck, his hot breath fell back to his lips, and Ji Rao pulled the curtain down again.

At one o'clock in the morning, Ye Huaining went to take a shower. Ji Rao leaned against the half-opened window and smoked, holding the phone and dialing the screen casually.

The new year's greetings were all over the screen, including that of Lin Chen's, and were checked by Ji Rao.

"Ji Rao, happy new year. I have already started training and have met many people. They often talk about you and admire you. They imagined that they could have the same good luck as you, becoming a hit. I didn’t let out the news that we know each other so that we don’t get into trouble. It will be officially recorded next week. I don’t know who the instructor will be. The program team has been keeping us guessing and refused to say. I am actually a little nervous. Many other people come from big companies, except me. I just returned to China, fighting alone. I don’t know if I can survive the first round. If I fail, I can not be reconciled."

Ji Rao stared at the message that was sent an hour ago, with a cigarette butt in his hand.

The flames reflected in his eyes, sinking to the bottom.

After a long time, he slowly typed out two words: "Go for it."

One soon came back over there: "You haven't slept yet? Did I bother you?"

Ji Rao: "It's still early."

Lin Chen: "I'm still practicing dance. I'm not good at it. I have forgotten almost everything you taught me before. I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up unless I practice much."

Ji Rao: "Take a rest early. Don't worry about it. You are a vocal. Dancing is that important."

After a few words, Ye Huaining pushed out the bathroom door and yawned sleepily.

Ji Rao wiped out the cigarette butts in the ashtray, Ye Huaining walked over and hooked his fingers on his bathrobe: "Who are you talking to?"

"Reply to New Year's greetings."

Ji Rao took the towel in Ye Huaining's hand, wiped his hair, and then brought the hairdryer.

Ye Huaining turned his back to Ji Rao, sat cross-legged in the chair in front of him, narrowed his eyes, and asked, "What time will work start tomorrow?"

"In the afternoon, the director said that New Year's Day will be a half-day holiday."

"Can you really come to fruition on the 4th?"

"Yes."

"Then can I stay here with you?"

Ji Rao couldn't see the expression on Ye Huaining's face but could hear his smiling voice. His fingers lightly stroked Ye Huaining's soft hair, and slowly said, "You have already been here. How can I still drive you away? "

Ye Huaining smiled and curled his lips: "Your words betrayed you. You just simply feel inclined to drive me away."

He turned around and looked up at Ji Rao with a smile: "I'm not going to leave."

Ji Rao pinched his face: "It's up to you."

Lying in bed, Ye Huaining quickly became sleepy. Before closing his eyes, he finally mumbled: "My dad will celebrate his birthday this weekend. You accompany me."

Ji Rao patted him on the back: "Go to sleep."

In the next few days, Ji Rao filmed, and Ye Huaining spent most of the time in the hotel alone, occasionally going to the studio.

In the last few days, Ji was busy shooting the teleplay. Ye Huaining didn't interrupt, standing at a distance, and leave after a while.

On that night of the killing banquet, Ye Huaining, as the boss of the management, could have attended with Ji Rao. He has been in and out of the crew hotel from time to time these days. There have been people who recognize him, but he is impatient to entertain and directly refused the invitation.

But halfway through the finale, he sent someone to pick up Ji Rao in advance.

The car was parked in the restaurant parking lot near the restaurant. Ye Huaining sat in the car and waited. Ji Rao was helped by Xiao Zhang to get into the car. When Ye Huaining approached to catch him, the weight of his entire body was on him.

With a heavy breath of alcohol, Ye Huaining frowned and asked, "How much alcohol did you drink?"

Ji Rao smiled in his ear: "Guess."

"Did they force you to drink?"

"What can I do? I'm the leading actor, I don't have the reputation of Mr. Ye and I cannot just refuse to attend."

Ji Rao's voice was vague. He was really drinking too much. His lips moved down, and he touched Ye Huaining's glands at the back of his neck, touched them with his teeth, and sniffed deeply: "It smells good."

What he likes most is the smell of pheromone in Ye Huaining.

In order to avoid bumping into the fans who were stuck in the crew hotel, Ye Huaining asked to change to a place farther away.

Ji Rao leaned in the seat, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

His phone fell beside him. The screen lit for a moment, and a new WeChat message popped up on the lock screen.

Lin Chen: "Congratulations on the finale. Is there a finale banquet today? Don't drink too much alcohol, owing to that you have a stomachache. There will be a trial recording tomorrow. And my phone will be taken away. I will wait until I come out..."

The latter words were folded up out of sight. Ye Huaining held Ji Rao's phone, pondered for a moment, and asked Xiao Zhang in the front: "When did Ji Rao have stomach problems?"

Xiao Zhang turned his head and was slightly surprised: "Brother Ji has a bad stomach? No, right? I see that he has never eaten or drank anything that is not taboo, ah?"

Ye Huaining didn't ask anymore.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his assistant: "Check a person named Lin Chen. I need his personal information."

Helping the drunk to enter the room and fall into the bed, Ye Huaining was crushed by Ji Rao. He was too tired to get rid of him.

The man's restless lips were pressed again, lightly touching the mole under the corner of Ye Huaining's left eye. His low voice with a smile went straight into Ye Huaining's ears: "Do you want it?"

Ye Huaining felt itchy. Ji Rao always loved his moles of tears, especially when he was drunk and playing hooligans.

He turned his head and looked over: "Ji Rao, are you drunk or mot?"

Ji Rao's closed eyes did not open: "I'm not drunk to death."

"Who is Lin Chen?"

Ji Rao let out a "Well". Ye Huaining picked up his mobile phone and showed him the WeChat on the lock screen: "Are you familiar with him?"

Ji Rao glanced in a daze, took it carelessly, turned off, and threw it to the ground. The hot breath fell back to Ye Huaining's ear: "Don't mention irrelevant people spoiling the fun?"

Ye Huaining raised his arm around his back and put his legs around his waist.

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