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He closed his eyes again in a daze, his head was very heavy, and he didn't want to move...

Yan Mingxiu put the cup on the glass dining table with a loud voice and said, "Don't you ask yourself how you came back?"

"Ah? How did I come back? Who sent me back?" He thought it should be Cai Wei.

"A young handsome guy." Yan Mingxiu sat on the sofa next to him and said in a bad tone, "You are so charming. If I were not at home yesterday, you should wake up in the same bed today."

Zhou Xiang tried hard to recall, was it because Lan Xirong sent him back? No one knew where his home was except him and Cai Wei.

Zhou Xiang tilted his chin and blinked, "Oh, I know who it is, my colleague." He grinned with his chapped lips, "Are you jealous?"

Yan Mingxiu was so angry that he was embarrassed and angry, "Don't look down on yourself too much." After that, he stood up, grabbed the key and slammed the door and left.

Zhou Xiang stared blankly at the empty sofa. Unfortunately, he is now seriously hangover and has no energy to think too much. He staggered into the bedroom, fell head-on on the bed, and fell asleep quickly.

When he woke up again, the sun was about to set. Zhou Xiang got up and took a shower thoroughly, changed the bed sheets and other things, and fed himself something.

Then I found the cell phone that had dropped the battery cover from under the sofa, opened it and saw a bunch of Lan Xirong's missed calls and text messages.

Zhou Xiang replied with a call. After answering, Lan Xirong's low voice came from there, "Brother Xiang, why are you just turning on the phone now?"

"I'm so dizzy when I'm throwing my phone under the sofa." Zhou Xiang rubbed his temples, "You sent me back yesterday? Please trouble you."

"Why are you so polite to me?" Lan Xirong sighed and whispered, "That person is your boyfriend?"

Zhou Xiang vaguely said, "You're looking at him." Yan Mingxiu can't be considered his boyfriend, after all, he has never made any promises or anything else, and at most he is a companion. He doesn't know how to define his relationship with Yan Mingxiu.

"Brother Xiang, you..."

Zhou Xiang listened to his desire to speak but stopped and said strangely: "What's wrong?"

"Do you like him?" After Lan Xirong asked, she wanted to take back such stupid words, but it was too late.

Zhou Xiang said frankly, "I like it, we are having a good relationship."

Lan Xirong was silent for a moment, "Didn't you say you wanted to treat me to a meal? When?"

"I think about it, I'm going to work these days on weekends."

"Okay, but can you not bring your boyfriend here?"

"What's wrong?"

"Why should you bring him here if you treat me to dinner?"

Zhou Xiang and Yan Mingxiu both interfered in each other's life, so they didn't think much about it, "Okay, don't take him."

Lan Xirong sighed, "Then I'll wait for your call."

After Zhou Xiang hung up the phone, he remembered that Yan Mingxiu slammed the door and left in the morning. Did he misunderstand that he and Lan Xirong?

Although this temper was a little confused, Zhou Xiang was secretly happy that Yan Mingxiu might be jealous of him. He immediately called Yan Mingxiu.

The phone rang a few times and was hung up.

Ouch, I have a very bad temper.

Zhou Xiang thought about it and called it a few more times. Finally, Yan Mingxiu finally answered it and said impatiently, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Xiang smiled and said, "I just woke up, but I couldn't see you. What are you thinking about when I wake up? Where are you?"

"company."

"Come back to have dinner tonight?"

"Not going back."

"Are you still angry?"

Yan Mingxiu didn't say anything.

"Yesterday, that was a little brother from my past. I kindly sent me back. You can't think we have a relationship when we meet a handsome guy. We are friends."

"Why don't I think that man looks at me like an enemy."

"How could it be? He also drank too much. If people drink too much, they will be sure of doing things. You are too careful. Baby, are you jealous?" Zhou Xiang smiled softly.

Yan Mingxiu was a little embarrassed and said coldly: "You are so careless. I just hope you remember our agreement and don't have any connections with others, otherwise don't come to me again."

Zhou Xiang thought of Yan Mingxiu grinning on the other end of the phone and wanted to laugh, "Don't worry, I can't pretend to be anyone except you, don't be angry, come back to have dinner tonight, I'll make whatever I want to eat for you."

Yan Mingxiu finally felt a little relieved and said reluctantly, "Do whatever you want."

Yan Mingxiu came home at around 6 o'clock in the evening. Zhou Xiang was watching TV while cooking. When he saw him, he laughed, "He's back." He walked over, hugged Yan Mingxiu and kissed him, squinted his eyes and looked at him, "He looks so handsome even if he is jealous."

Yan Mingxiu frowned, "I said you're overthinking." After that, he pushed him away and went in to change his clothes.

When he came out, the food was ready, Zhou Xiang hummed a little tune and scooped the soup for Yan Mingxiu, "Come on, drink it while it's hot."

Yan Mingxiu glanced at Zhou Xiang's home image surrounded by an apron, and it was a bit chic. His slender and powerful fingers were fiddling with the white bone porcelain tableware, which also had a unique taste.

The TV happened to be on the entertainment program, and the female host excitedly announced that the guest they invited today - Lan Xirong.

Zhou Xiang couldn't help but look up at the TV. Lan Xirong appeared on the TV with a smile in a casual suit.

Yan Mingxiu also followed his gaze and his face suddenly pulled down.

Zhou Xiang realized that Yan Mingxiu had just been unhappy because the people on the TV were unhappy, so he quickly turned his eyes back and grabbed the remote control and wanted to change the channel.

Yan Mingxiu snatched the remote control, glared at him fiercely, and then turned to look at the TV.

The host began to happily publicize Lan Xirong's box office in the overseas market and his upcoming new record. When Lan Xirong talked about his experience of becoming popular in the past year, he began to thank this and that one in a pattern. Finally, he smiled and said that he wanted to thank the elder brother who took special care of him when he was a young model of the ninth grade.

Zhou Xiang raised his eyebrows and buried his head in the rice.

Yan Mingxiu asked him, "Do you tell me?"

"No, what can I do as a martial arts agent to help him?"

As a result, when the host asked him in depth about his hard work, Lan Xirong didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. He said to Brother Xiang very quickly, and almost no one noticed it, but both people outside the TV heard it.

Zhou Xiang glanced at Yan Mingxiu.

Yan Mingxiu snorted coldly, "You guys have a good relationship."

Zhou Xiang finally felt a little uncomfortable. Yan Mingxiu was quite cute when he was jealous, but he was always so sarcastic, which was a bit annoying.

He was not being caught by Yan Mingxiu, but was just a few trivial matters. What's the point of Yan Mingxiu being so sarcastic and ridiculed? It seemed like he was deliberately looking for trouble.

Zhou Xiang sighed, "It was not easy for him at that time. They were all from the same company. I helped him a little, it's nothing. Ming Xiu, what are you doing? You've been making trouble for such a thing until now?"

Yan Mingxiu slapped the chopsticks on the table. Zhou Xiang said as if he was an unreasonable resentful woman, but he just couldn't control his anger. His intuition told him that Lan Xirong had unusual thoughts about Zhou Xiang, and was definitely not as simple as an ordinary friend.

Yan Mingxiu wanted to get angry, but Zhou Xiang said this. If he got angry, it would be like Zhou Xiang was trying to make a fist. He clenched his fists hard and let go. He pressed the TV, suppressed his anger and turned around, "Let's have a meal."

Zhou Xiang scooped him a spoonful of soup and said softly, "Ming Xiu, don't be upset. I, Zhou Xiang, do what I say and never provoke others when I am with you."

Yan Mingxiu raised his head and looked at him steadily, "I hate that person, can I ask you not to see him again?"
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