The Actor Wants to Divorce

Feng Jin was stunned for an instant, and his face flushed red, "What are you kidding? The photo issue has not been resolved..."

Lin Yan stretched out his hand and suddenly pressed Feng Jin's lips.

"I will help you solve the photo issue, and you will help me resolve my matter."

Feng Jin was dumbfounded: "What's your matter?"

Lin Yan's body pressed down little by little, pressing Feng Jin's entire body on the large dining table.

Feng Jin's breathing almost stagnated.

How long has he not had such an intimate and ambiguous contact with Lin Yan.

Lin Yan's body was so hot as to be like a spring fire that engulfed him ragingly. His breath was invaded by Lin Yan, and his lungs poured into the breath of Lin Yan, pulling him into the crazy whirlpool little by little. .

Lin Yan's voice was low and hoarse, and he deliberately or unintentionally nuzzled Feng Jin twice: "My business...now it is a hundred thousand rush."

Feng Jin's face was even redder, and only his reason was clamoring, he began to push Lin Yan, "No."

Lin Yan caught his hand, pressed it on top of his head, bent his head and kissed Feng Jin's lips gently.

"Xiao Jin, be good, you let me do it, and I will help you kill the Jiang."

Feng Jin looked like a cat with exploded hair. He was soothed and settled down instantly, "He is your brother."

"It's a watch." Lin Yan pulled Feng Jin's waistband and laughed, "Is there a daughter-in-law."

Feng Jin kicked his legs, his ears were red, "Don't."

Lin Yan was wronged, this has reached this point. If Feng Jin refuses him again, he will really jump downstairs and forget it.

"Xiao Jin, don't you still refuse me, do you?"

Feng Jin's face was red, and he squatted: "Are you crazy... in the... living room?"

Lin Yan was startled, with ecstasy in his eyes, he shouted "Long live Feng Jin", hugged Feng Jin directly, and jumped back to the house in a few steps.

He put Feng Jin on the bed, and he could not wait to take off his shirt.

He has endured it for too long.

I almost lost Feng Jin several times. The fear of love and the ecstasy of being regained was like a fierce collision between molten lava and a glacier, making Lin Yan almost crazy.

He went to bite Feng Jin's ear wetly, panting lowly, and kept calling Feng Jin's name: "Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin..."

Just when the temperature in the room was approaching the highest, a crisp sound suddenly came from the door one by one.

Fu Xiangxi's question was naive and innocent: "Uncle, why do you keep hitting your aunt?" Lin Yan: "..."

Feng Jin: "..."

The room suddenly became quiet.

Lin Yan was stiff as if he had been enchanted.

The awkward atmosphere remained for a full minute.

Then the two big people on the bed panicked and started fishing for clothes and quilts.

"Fuck, forget there is a kid in the house."

"Why don't you close the door? Do you have a bad mind?"

"Then you didn't remind me, you have forgotten everything that was unpleasant." "I'll beat you again!"

Five minutes later, the two adults, neatly dressed and red-faced, sat on the sofa obediently.

Fu Xiangxi grabbed the book and stood in front of the two people, his big eyes flashing: "Uncle, were you fighting with aunt just now?"

Feng Jin and Lin Yan both looked at each other.

One is more embarrassing than the other.

Fu Xiangxi's voice grew louder and louder, "Are you fighting? Why are you fighting? Is your uncle bullying your aunt? Uncle why are you hitting..."

Lin Yan rushed over and covered the little boy's mouth: "Ancestor, I beg you to shut up."

Fu Xiangxi's eyes reddened, and she looked at Feng Jin, asking for help.

Helpless, Feng Jin pulled away Lin Yan's hand and hugged Fu Xiangxi into his arms.

"Xiang Xi, we didn't fight, and your uncle didn't bully me."

"But I saw it all."

Feng Jin frowned, was silent for a while, and said in a calm tone: "That's not a fight, it's a way for people in love to express their feelings. Xiang Xi is still waiting for Xiang Xi to grow up and have someone he likes, Xiang Xi I understand."

Fu Xiangxi's eyes lit up: "I like the beauty of kindergarten. Is this the same as holding Meimei's hand?"

Lin Yan frowned, "Little boy, you can do it. How old did you hold the girl's hand?"

"Meimei likes me too. She also holds my hand."

Feng Jin turned Fu Xiangxi's head and said seriously: "Uncles do things that adults can do. If Xiang Xi likes beauty, he must study hard and become an excellent and responsible person. Do you understand doing this kind of thing?"

Fu Xiangxi nodded ignorantly: "Auntie, I will study hard."

Feng Jin rubbed his head: "It's Uncle."

Lin Yan had already waited impatiently, and kicked the little boy's ass: "Go, go back to the house and go to sleep. You won't be allowed to come out this night."

Lin Yan grabbed Fu Xiangxi’s ears and thought of the good things that had just been interrupted. He almost gritted his teeth: "Also, when you enter the room in the future, don't knock on the door again. I interrupted your hand, do you hear?"

Fu Xiangxi ran back to the room with a frightened expression.

The living room is very quiet.

Lin Yan sat next to Feng Jin, secretly looking at Feng Jin's face.

Then he reached out a little bit to hold Feng Jin.

With a hint of expectation and tension, he cautiously: "Continue...Continue?"

Having already reached this point, Feng Jin didn't want to suppress his perception either.

He clenched his hand and nodded: "Remember to close the door."

This time, there was no interruption from the kid, the two people tossed in bed until late at night.

Lin Yan was full of food, and the spring breeze between his eyebrows was full of pride.

Feng Jin pushed him away to walk under the bed.

Lin Yan took him back and kissed him several times, "Where?"

"Go and see if Xiang Xi is asleep? He can kick the quilt."

"I'll go, you rest for a while."

Feng Jin chuckles: "It's okay, I'm not tired."

Lin Yan raised his eyebrows: "Then do it again?"

"You are too short of an inch."

Feng Jin threw the pillow on Lin Yan's head, got dressed and went out.

As soon as Feng Jin left, Lin Yan rolled the quilt on the bed several times, "hahaha" smirked.

He finally returned to this relationship with Feng Jin.

Regardless of whether Feng Jin has any suspicions for him, since he chooses to believe in himself, he will never fail him again.

Lin Yan's heart became hotter the more he thought about it, and his entire face was buried in the quilt, and he couldn't help laughing.

After the smirk was enough, Lin Yan took the phone, found Jiang Zefei's phone number, and sent a text message to Jiang Zefei.

"Come to my office at noon tomorrow, and I have something to do with you."

Jiang Zefei returned a message: "What's the matter?"

Lin Yan sneered, "Isn't it your mother's birthday next month? She has prepared a gift, and you can take it home."

As soon as Feng Jin returned to the room, he saw the cold smile on Lin Yan's face. He was shocked and walked over, "What are you doing?"

"Contact Jiang Zefei." Lin Yan threw the phone aside, hooked Feng Jin's waist, and hugged him back to the bed to press it down: "I can't spare him." Feng Jin frowned, and his hand slowly held it. Lin Yan's head.

Lin Yan has a scar on the back of his head.

That was when he was smashed into a vegetable with a stick.

Although he can't see clearly in his hair on weekdays, Feng Jin is still terrified.

"Lin Yan, don't fight, I...I..."

Lin Yan held his wrist and kissed and kissed gently on his lips, with a deep voice: "Don't fight, I won't let you worry, I promise I will be fine, trust me."

Feng Jin was not relaxed at all, and his voice was dull; "If you want to fight, I can accompany you. Don't worry, I'm good at hitting people. I only choose the most painful places to start. I definitely won't hit the bad guys."

Lin Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, "Daughter-in-law, how do I feel that you seem to have broken your studies..."

Hey, when did his family Xiaojin say this before?

It's all right now, and "threaten him" at every turn.

Listen, is this still what people say?

Lin Yan pressed Feng Jin's wrist and wondered: "Xiao Jin, did you Gu Qing let those two fools stay for a long time? Everyone has learned to slip."

"Where is it?"

Lin Yan stared; "Why didn't you? You were never willing to do something to me before, now you are going to hit me at every turn!"

Feng Jin stared at Lin Yan, who was pressing on him, and smiled, "Do you have an opinion?"

Feng Jin sighed, "Then you can't beat me again, you can only hold back if you have any comments."

Lin Yan: "..."

Lin Yan lay directly aside.

As expected, his little cute and Gu Qing made the old dog badly learn!

Tomorrow he will go to Jiang Yichen and ask him to take care of his own people. Don't harm his Xiaojin outside all day long!

Lin Yan was distraught in his heart, and suddenly felt that someone was pulling his clothes.

As soon as he raised his head, Feng Jin's kiss leaned forward on his own initiative.

Lin Yan froze, "Xiao Jin?"

The next second he was pushed onto the bed by Feng Jin.

Lin Yan shivered as he looked at Feng Jin who was holding him down, almost crying: "Baby, I am pure"

Feng Jin bit his Adam's apple and said, "...Where did you want to go, superior, it's exciting for you to play."

When I got up the next day, Lin Yan had a sore waist and back pain. Looking at Feng Jin, I had already prepared breakfast and was busy cleaning up the living room.

Lin Yan: I'm not worthy to attack...

Lin Yan immediately asked Xiao Gao to help him contact a personal fitness trainer, vowing to retrieve his pure dignity.

Then he didn't forget to make a video call to Jiang Yichen, reminding him tactfully that he should not provoke his Xiaojin.

I'm afraid that I'll lose my studies.

Jiang Yichen curled his lips: "As an offense, you have to find the cause from your own body. Don't blame others. If you can't, I will introduce a few male doctors to you. Don't be shy about this kind of thing. There is Viagra..."

Lin Yan cursed "get off" and hung up the video.

In the afternoon, Lin Yan went to the company, followed by five or six men who looked like bodyguards.

Assistant Xiao Gao ran over, "President Lin, your brother is here, and he's in your office."

Lin Yan's eyes darkened suddenly, and a bit of coldness passed instantly.

"Got it." Lin Yan patted Xiao Gao on the shoulder: "Xiao Gao, no matter what you hear later, I think I haven't heard it, do you know?"

The author has something to say

Gu Qingrang: What does it matter to me? Wronged, the baby is upset.

Jiang Yichen: Baby, don't listen to his nonsense, you are the best.

Gu Qingrang: Feng Jin, beat him.