"I want the role of Wang Yudong! Do you give it to me?" Zhou Xiang looked at him gritted his teeth.

Yan Mingxiu's muscles were a little distorted. He couldn't understand why Zhou Xiang was so paranoid. After a while, he said: "You can't play Brother Dong's role. Besides, he is now half of our Yan family, so you can't lose our share."

Zhou Xiang laughed terrified, "You are right, how can I play the role of Wang Yudong? I will completely defile his image."

"It's good that you know. You have just been a substitute for Brother Dong several times. Do you really think you can play the male lead? If you can't play it, it's you who are embarrassing." Yan Mingxiu has not seen Zhou Xiang's live performance. Although he is just a substitute, in order to get more into the role, he also has to cooperate with the action to make expressions and express lines. Zhou Xiang is just an ordinary substitute with mediocre acting skills. He is incomparable to his acting skills as a proficient Wang Yudong. His image cannot interpret a hero who does not provoke the world and has no desires. Zhou Xiang wants to play the role of Wang Yudong, but he thinks it is purely overestimating himself. It's better for him to spend money to create a role suitable for Zhou Xiang, which will make him famous. Although he doesn't want Zhou Xiang at all, it seems that Zhou Xiang himself wants to, he is willing to satisfy him and treat it as compensation for him.

Yan Mingxiu felt that his arrangement was reasonable, and he didn't understand what Zhou Xiang was insisting on, so he was ungrateful.

Zhou Xiang said in a hoarse voice: "No matter how unsuitable this character is, I have obtained it on my own. Yan Mingxiu, I don't accept your charity. I want to break it with you. I hope you understand this."

Yan Mingxiu narrowed his eyes, "Do you say it again?"

Zhou Xiang looked at him fearlessly, "I said I want to break it up with you."

Yan Mingxiu turned over and pressed on him. He pinched Zhou Xiang's chin. Because he used too much force, Zhou Xiang felt in pain. He said coldly: "Zhou Xiang, don't be shameless."

Zhou Xiang gritted his teeth and said, "Let me go!"

Yan Mingxiu said firmly: "Impossible."

Zhou Xiang turned his waist and wanted to throw him off his body, but Yan Mingxiu did not move. Instead, he leaned down, leaned down on both sides of Zhou Xiang's face with his elbows, looking down at him from a high point, staring into Zhou Xiang's eyes with deep eyes.

The tips of the two of them were almost stuck together.

Yan Mingxiu gasped softly, "Zhou Xiang, don't be ungrateful. I have already said this, what else do you want to do?"

Zhou Xiang closed his eyes, he knew that communication was useless.

The soft touch touched his lips, Zhou Xiang opened his eyes, Yan Mingxiu held his lips and sucked gently, and his deep black eyes also looked at him without blinking.

Zhou Xiang wanted to turn his face away, but Yan Mingxiu stuck his chin. Zhou Xiang was forced to accept this slightly lingering kiss.

Yan Mingxiu gasped softly, and he softened his tone, for the first time in a negotiable tone, saying in a negotiable tone: "Brother Xiang, stop making trouble, we have been doing well, are we still as bad as before?"

Zhou Xiang laughed dryly, "Can you like me as much as you like Wang Yudong?"

Yan Mingxiu looked at him silently. He didn't like Zhou Xiang to compare himself with Wang Yudong, that was a completely different thing. Wang Yudong was his first love, his treasure he could not get, or his brother-in-law, but Zhou Xiang was...

What is Zhou Xiang?

Zhou Xiang is the one who makes delicious food for him in different ways, the one who will lie down to warm the bed in that winter, let him sleep warmly after taking a shower, the one who can see it at first sight when he returns home and relax in an instant, the one who always has a smile on his face, always has a tacit understanding with him when he has sex, and can bring him the supreme pleasure.

Zhou Xiang and Wang Yudong are different. Wang Yudong seems to exist in his fantasy, while Zhou Xiang is real.

Zhou Xiang's smile on his face was extremely bleak, "No, right? Then we can't be like before."

Yan Mingxiu felt confused and had some words that wanted to break through the shackles of his rationality, but he was forced to hold him back. What exactly he wanted to do with Zhou Xiang and where Zhou Xiang was placed, he didn't even know.

The only thing he knew was that he didn't want to be separated from Zhou Xiang.

Zhou Xiang looked at the silence on Yan Mingxiu's face and felt that he had been completely overwhelmed by disappointment.

If Yan Mingxiu said "like him" at this time, even if he lies with him, he might be shaken.

But as he expected, Yan Mingxiu didn't even bother to lie to him. That kind of honesty is heartbreaking.

Zhou Xiang closed his eyes and turned his head. He didn't want to say a word anymore.

He felt Yan Mingxiu crawling into the quilt in a silence, wandering his hands around his waist, stroking every inch of his burning skin.

Yan Mingxiu whispered behind him, "Zhou Xiang, I miss you a little."

Zhou Xiang was passively taken off his underwear and spread his thighs. Yan Mingxiu lay on his side behind him. With his familiarity with his body, he squeezed his things into his body without much effort.

Zhou Xiang was silent, and there was no sex that made him feel more uncomfortable than it is now, but he didn't even have the strength to resist.

Yan Mingxiu hugged his waist and pushed it hard. Zhou Xiang's silence made him panic. He let out a dull breath. He couldn't help but say another sentence in Zhou Xiang's ear, "Zhou Xiang, I miss you."

The voice even had a hint of grievance, but he still received no response.

He was a little angry, turned over and knelt on the bed, grabbed Zhou Xiang's thigh, and hit him fiercely.

Zhou Xiang buried his face in the quilt, his lips were important, and he didn't want to make a sound. The more Yan Mingxiu wanted to humiliate him, the more he shouldn't let him succeed.

But he understood that Yan Mingxiu could easily crush his self-esteem, because until then, Yan Mingxiu still refused to look at his face and have sex. The full value of Zhou Xiang to Yan Mingxiu was just a back that was very similar to Wang Yudong.

Zhou Xiang opened his eyes, his eyes were unprecedentedly clear.

He can let go of Yan Mingxiu, just give him enough time.

Yan Mingxiu did not toss him until midnight as usual, and he stopped after only doing it once.

The sexual matters that did not respond made him uncomfortable. No matter how satisfied his body was, his heart was empty. He missed those days of crazy love with Zhou Xiang. Can he still experience the joy?

Yan Mingxiu used a wet towel to clean Zhou Xiang's lower body, and then hugged him into the quilt.

Zhou Xiang was originally facing away from him, but he felt quite uncomfortable, so he turned Zhou Xiang over.

Zhou Xiang looked at him and slowly closed his eyes.

Yan Mingxiu held him domineeringly in his arms, and said in a low and mute voice that only two people could hear, "Brother Xiang, I will no longer treat you as Wang Yudong."

Zhou Xiang didn't say a word.

The night is silent like death.

When Yan Mingxiu called Zhou Xiang, he wanted to throw the phone away, but he restrained it and put Lan Xirong on the blacklist.
Chapter completed!