"—Who is it so happy to call with? Is it the actress in the circle mentioned by your family?"

Jiang Chuan turned his face slightly. At this time, all the breath he breathed was sprayed on the side of Jinran's cheek. It was obviously winter and the heating in the room upstairs was not very hot, Jinran felt that his face was about to burn - his heartbeat under his chest was as heavy as a drum. When he heard Jiang Chuan say the five words "actor in the circle", his tone was subtle and smiled. He couldn't help but lower his eyes and glanced quickly. Sure enough, he saw the corners of the man's lips slightly curled into a playful curve...

It was simply intentional.

Jinran was a little annoyed, and raised his hand and pushed the man who was almost pressing on him but could not push it away. At this time, the latter was still asking who the person was. Seeing that Jinran did not answer, he reported a string of actress names on his own. The more Jinran listened, the more he became more and more irritable. Finally, he couldn't help but raise his hand to cover the other person's mouth, and said irritably: "Are you annoying--"

Before he could finish a sentence, he suddenly felt his palm swept over by something wet and hot. His scalp suddenly retracted his hand as if it was scalded - but before he could even pull his hand away completely, the man standing in front of him quickly grabbed his wrist and pressed it on the door. The door made a terrifying "bang" sound, he was slightly stunned, subconsciously raised his head, but looked at the dark blue eyes without any preparation...

Be cautious: "..."

The force of the big hand holding his wrist tightened slightly, and I heard the man's voice low and dull: "I'm so sad. I thought we had a good relationship, but you didn't tell me even if you had a lover..."

He said, while approaching Jinran until Jinran was pressed firmly against the cold door panel of the Holy Lake by his strong chest. He took a deep breath, thinking in his mind, and could only shake his head and refute with an uncertain voice that he could not believe: "Stop talking nonsense..."

As he spoke, Jiang Chuan had already lowered his head, and the man's slightly cold thin lips swept across his lips, because the movement of tilting his head slightly, the tip of his nose was pressed against the bridge of his cautious nose. When he heard the words of the young black-haired man, the former sneered softly: "So sad."

Even though he knew that the other party was just talking casually, he still couldn't help but his heart beat and became impatient. Jin Ran's eyelashes trembled slightly. He raised his head and wanted Jiang Chuan not to talk nonsense. This action made him seem to have deliberately sent his lips to the man's lips - and when he was caught off guard, the latter bit his lips directly without hesitation.

Unlike the first time they were drunk, their kiss was hot and long.

Unlike the second time Jiang Chuan called "comfort", their kiss was warm and soft.

It's still different from the third "good night kiss". Their kiss was so fast that people couldn't reflect what it felt like, and it made people remember the lingering fear of the rapid heartbeat.

This time, it seemed that Jinran was worried that the family members downstairs were not daring to struggle when they heard the movement. Jiang Chuan completely occupied the dominance. He tied the black-haired young man's hands on the door with one hand, and his teeth seemed to bite his lips roughly until he completely gave up resisting and opened his mouth. The flexible tongue slid into the mouth and quickly captured every corner. When the tongue tip was wrapped, Jinran sprayed a heavy breath between his nose, and made a suffocating low murmur from the depths of his throat. However, this time the man was not prepared to let him go simply. After Jinran made a "um" sound, his offensive became even more violent than before.

Only the heavy sniffs of each other and the sound of water that made people blushed in the quiet room could be heard. He was pressed on the door panel and could not move. The most terrible thing was that at this time he suddenly heard the footsteps of someone coming upstairs from behind him. He was shocked and subconsciously turned back and bit Jiang Chuan's tongue. The moment the man felt pain, the smell of blood spread between the lips and tongues.

Jiang Chuan withdrew his tongue, and Jinran took a deep breath and blushed and said, "Sorry". After a while, he realized why he apologized. He should have bitten this guy who was messing around regardless of the occasion...

"Xiao Ran, my aunt asked you to come down to make dumplings? Grandma is having a date, do you want to come?"

Yuan Jincan's voice sounded on the other side of the corridor.

Jinran hurriedly raised his fingers and wiped the spit from his lips that had not had time to swallow, glanced at Jiang Chuan with a warning look and then raised his voice to the outside of the door and said, "Oh, let's go right now-ah! Fuck me!"

Jinran's hair was almost up and he tried hard to pull the man's hands that suddenly penetrated into the hem of his clothes and pulled out. The latter grinned and his cold hands wandered aimlessly and unscrupulously on his lower abdomen, back and chest. When the big hand, which was a little rough due to thin calluses, scraped over his chest, Jinran took a breath of cold air. At this time, Jiang Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he liked the warm and smooth feel under his hands...

I looked up at Jiang Chuan, who said to him with a lip shape: What did you do if you bite me? It hurts so much.

Outside the door, Yuan Jincan had already walked to their door. Hearing Jinran's speech abruptly stopped, then was startled by a swear word, and asked outside the door, "What's wrong?!"

"No," Jinran grabbed Jiang Chuan's hand hard and prevented him from touching it. "I hit the water cup--"

Yuan Jincan's voice sounded even more suspicious: "You brought water upstairs just now?"

Be cautious: "..."

With his azure blue eyes hanging down, the man's lips had a smile on his face from beginning to end - he looked at the black-haired young man in his arms ruthlessly and forced himself into a dead end, until he fell into an awkward silence inside and outside the door. Only then did Jiang Chuan speak lazily and ask in a voice without any ups and downs: "Yuan Jinran, I have cold hands, do I have anything to warm my hands?"

When Jiang Chuan was talking, his chilly hands were still placed on Jinran's waist, and he raised his head and stared silently at Jiang Chuan.

The latter smiled gracefully at him, lowered his head and said in his ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "You are so warm."

Be cautious: "..."

I really feel like I am guilty of bringing a wolf into the house.

At this subtle moment when Jinran couldn't even say a word, Yuan Jincan outside the door heard Jiang Chuan's cold hands and had already started to act, and raised his voice and said, "Huh? Why is it cold? By the way, Jinran, you don't turn on the heating when you take people upstairs? You don't want to pay the electricity bill, why are you stingy? Jiang Chuan, please help you get the baby warmer?"

Jingran looked dark, and at the same time, he heard the voice of the man who put his chin on his shoulder ringing in his ears, and said in a gentle voice outside the door: "Okay, I'll bother you."

Then Yuan Jincan turned around and stepped on his slippers to find the baby warm. Jinran looked at Jiang Chuan in shock and couldn't believe that he had sent Yuan Jincan away in just a few words. The latter smiled lazily at him, and then placed it between his waist. The hands that were already equal to his body were retracted, and he also carefully reorganized the hem of his clothes for Jinran.

Be cautious: "..."

He lowered his head and let the man tidy up his clothes. His chin was pinched by a big hand and raised it up. He raised his head with the force and looked at Jiang Chuan's eyes. After looking at him for a second, the latter lowered his eyes carefully on his lips with a calm academic look. He made sure that his lips were not particularly red and swollen, so that people could see that something was wrong. Then he let go and said, "Let's go downstairs too. For the New Year and the Festival, you should spend more time with your family."

Be cautious: "..."

Seeing Jinran continue to stare at him silently, Jiang Chuan raised his eyebrows: "Why, don't you want to go down? Then let's continue--"

Before Jiang Chuan could finish his words, Jinran had turned around and opened the door, stretched out his head and yelled outside: "Mom, let's get down now!"

Then he stepped out the door, pretending not to feel the scorching gaze behind the man behind him, walked in front and went downstairs, rushed to wash his hands, turned around and saw Jiang Chuan standing at the kitchen door, and asked, "...Do you want to learn to make dumplings?"

Jiang Chuan moved his lips before he answered, and Yuan Jincan's cheerful voice sounded behind them: "Of course, I see that Jiang Chuan just returned to China and has no relatives in China. He probably hasn't made dumplings yet? This time, when I come to our house, I have to play with the local customs-"

Jinran: "I didn't ask you again! What's wrong with you!"

Yuan Jincan: "What are you doing so fiercely!"

Grandma Jinran: "Don't make a noise, it's so annoying-Xiaochuan, wash your hands and come over, and my mother-in-law teaches you to make dumplings."

Jingran made a face for "Xiaochuan" who "Jiang Chuan" became "Xiaochuan" at some point. Jiang Chuan smiled when he heard this, agreed and walked into the kitchen, came to the young black-haired man standing stiffly by the pool, and looked down at him: "Ranger."

He took a stiff step and moved to the side. He heard Jiang Chuan turn on the faucet and wash his hands slowly, saying slowly: "You write everything on your face like this, for fear that people don't know what we did upstairs will make me feel a little embarrassed - if I hadn't watched you film, someone told me that you have just won the highest art festival award in China, I'm afraid I could have been happy for a day..."

Jingran raised his foot expressionlessly and stepped on Jiang Chuan, then calmed down a little, raised his head and chest to suck and lifted his hips, and took a steady step to walk out of the kitchen door.

After Jinran stood firm on the left, he silently took the face of his grandmother's hand. Jiang Chuan walked to him and stood still, looked at the young black-haired man who was doing things in a silence, and then chatted with the people at the table with a smile. He is worthy of being a living teacher-small killer. With the rich experience of killing all the old ladies in the sports equipment square when filming in H City, Jiang Chuan showed unprecedented talkative, approachable, gentle, elegant and decent advantages that mature men should have in front of Jinran's family.

And one hour later, with a perfectly shaped dumpling, it was successfully upgraded to the legendary creature that often appears in Yuan Jinran's mother, Ms. Yuan Mei: a child from other people's home.

Yuan Mei: "Xiaoran, look at the dumplings made by Jiang Chuan are so beautiful - look at yours, they are all stuff, and they will rot when they are crumbling into the pot - you are so embarrassed to say that you have been a heaven for more than twenty years. The chasing people..."

"Have you ever heard a saying, 'Learn, get tired', mom?" said the young black-haired man with shameless face.

There was a booing sound at the table, Jiang Chuan narrowed his eyes and laughed. The atmosphere was truly harmonious. Jin Ran suspected that what he brought home today was not the "future wife" but the "brother who had been separated for many years" and other things... He lowered his head and thought for a while. At this time, Yuan Jincan brought out a pile of sweet soup from the kitchen. Jin Ran glanced and found that it was his favorite pineapple and tremella sweet wine soup. He threw down his work and rushed over and grabbed a bowl to start eating. The person who made dumplings at the table also put down the work in his hands one after another and came to the dining table. Jiang Chuan sat down beside Jin Ran, but didn't move much-

Yuan Jincan has always been a meddler. When he saw Jiang Chuan sitting there eating slowly, he asked, "Jiang Chuan, why don't you eat? Do you don't like this taste--"

Jiang Chuan put down the spoon, smiled, glanced at him and waved his hand to tell his family that Jiang Chuan didn't like sweets, but he didn't expect that the man said slowly at this time: "The tongue was bitten by a cat just now, and it hurts, and I can't eat for the time being."

Jinran almost spitted the sweet soup back into the bowl, and his face turned red and swallowed it back into his throat. His chest was so hot that it was stuffy. He stepped on the man under the table and signaled him to shut up quickly. At this time, it was obviously too late. The people at the table had already focused on Jiang Chuan. Yuan Jincan widened his eyes and said, "Ah" and his expression was unpredictable. Jinran thought to himself: It's over...

But at this moment, Jiang Chuan heard Jiang Chuan raise his voice slightly and said in surprise: "Ah, is there no such statement in China? It just means to get angry..."

Yuan Jincan's eyes widened a little: "Ah, is there any such thing on your side? It's so interesting!"

It seems to be completely convinced.

After all, Jiang Chuan looked so serious when he talked nonsense.

Jinran was extremely grateful to his cousin for his low IQ and did not pose too much threat. He picked up the sweet soup bowl and continued to drink it calmly. During this period, his feet had never been taken away from Jiang Chuan's feet. Half an hour later, he and Jiang Chuan returned to the kitchen to wash with the sweet soup bowl. Jinran put on gloves and said without raising his head, "I really want to hit you."

Jiang Chuan opened the cabinet and glanced at it, without raising his head, saying, "Your mother won't let it go."

"………………………………” Jinran almost vomited blood in the sink. He turned his head to look at Jiang Chuan like a monster, "You don't usually do this. Why do you become popular with peacocks after coming to our house?

"Isn't it good?" Jiang Chuan took the other pair of gloves that Jinran wore and put it on his hand, picked up an empty bowl and looked at it, then tentatively turned on the faucet and rinsed it - he didn't even know how to put the dishwashing liquid.

"...It's not bad." Jinran was stunned by this question. He lowered his head and saw Jiang Chuan rinsing the bowl casually, so he wanted to put it into the cupboard. He snatched the bowl back with a black face and brushed it with a sponge with a dishwashing liquid. He rinsed it with water before putting it back to Jiang Chuan. At the same time, he thought about it and replied, "You are too unrestrained today. I was shocked by you. I was not very good when I thought about this kind of life until the second day of the Lunar New Year-end--"

"It's just that you can't help but look like this when you look so surprised and angry."

"……What?"

“Literally.”

“…”

You mom, how could anyone in the world shirking their responsibilities in such a natural tone saying "It's all your fault for teasing you"?!!!!!!

Jinran was pounding his chest and stamping his feet, and at this time he heard Jiang Chuan ask next to him: "By the way, I see that there are so many people in your house and there are only so many guest rooms. Where can I sleep at night?"

"I don't know," Jinran shook the water on his hands without gloves, and said casually without raising his head, "My room?"

"..." Jiang Chuan wiped off the water droplets that were thrown on his face, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Together?"

Jinran looked up alertly: "It's just sleeping."

Jiang Chuan smiled calmly: "Or what else do you think we are going to do?"

“…Jiang Chuan.”

"What?"

"Have you played enough?"

"It's in full swing, and it's very excited."

“…”

At this time, about three and a half hours had passed since he stepped into the house. I felt that I could no longer feel the so-called warmth of the family. The whole reason was that he brought a □□ home.

...

In the evening, a family of more than a dozen people sat in the living room on time to watch Jiang Chuan's performance of "The Beautiful Beauty".

The big sofa in the middle was given to the old man, the child and the brainless fan Yuan Jincan, Jiang Chuan and Jinran were crowded on a small sofa, and they were talking in a low voice while watching. Sometimes Jinran discussed with Jiang Chuan what was not enough and where it could be improved. Sometimes the two of them would off topic and talk about the interesting things that happened on the set, and they could not hold back their laughter.

It's also quite destructive.

Because the content of the episode I performed today is quite sad, at least for no more than two minutes after the opening song, Yuan Jincan, who was sitting in the middle of the sofa, was already crying in tears.

As Yuan Jincan said, yesterday, the TV series happened to be broadcasting the scene of General Situ played by Jiang Chuan as a monk - and at this time, the TV was played with Jiang Chuan, naked Jiang Chuan wearing a cassock, kneeling on a cushion, with a green lamp beside him, and a sound of Buddha in his ears...

I saw Jiang Chuan's bald look on the set, and I couldn't help but reach out and touched her several times. To be honest, Jiang Chuan's existence really confirmed the statement that "if the face is good-looking, the hairstyle is not important at all." At this moment, even a man with a bare head is so handsome that he is earth-shaking. For some reason, because there is no hair covering, when the camera gave the man a close-up of his side face, his perky nose tip, slightly pursed into a straight thin lips, even more eye-catching than usual.

Sitting in front of the TV, Jingran almost involuntarily placed his gaze tightly on the tip of Jiang Chuan's nose.

Because the sofa was squeezed, Jiang Chuan's hand had been put on his cautious waist in a very natural posture. At this time, he turned his head and looked at his young black-haired man who was staring at the TV screen. He stretched out a finger and poked his waist. The latter turned his head and narrowed his eyes slightly at him. Jiang Chuan asked, "Good?"
To be continued...