After wearing the book, I relied on yin and yang feng shui to bend the king of hell [Entertainment C

Regarding that letter, He Yu became a relatively calm party, because he felt that his relationship with this suddenly earthy Lord Hades had already approached or reached that level, and it was just a question of whether to confirm further.

It's interesting to say that He Yu's acceptance of this matter is ridiculously high, perhaps because he thinks that it is an extra life, and it can be a little bit bigger after tossing.

He suddenly realized that he was a bit like Yan Zen, they both came here to play.

He ordered a takeaway, and after he finished eating and packed up, he read the rest of the letters. Every letter felt full of heart.Maybe it was Ye Chen's preliminary screening, and there were no letters that scolded him mixed in.

Although his eyes were a little dazzled after reading through so many piles, he was still in a good mood overall, especially the bright red letter. After he put away the letter, he went to look at it for a while.

When putting the letter back, he touched Guigui's head by the way. The ghost always looked at him with big eyes blinking, as if he was studying something. Sometimes He Yu didn't go to work when it was time. He would even tug at the corner of He Yu's clothes.

He Yu looked at him for a moment: "Do you want to find a father for you?"

Guigui let out a low howl, and He Yu didn't care what it meant, so he agreed by default.

Seeing He Yu suddenly laughing happily, Guigui was at a loss for a moment, then clapped his hands.

Yan Zen and He Yu didn't meet each other for the next few days, but they both accepted the announcement temporarily.

He Yu went to shoot an endorsement for a certain beverage company, probably because he wanted to take advantage of the popularity of the Fashion Week, and the ad would start launching within a few days after the fashion week.

The merchant also organized a small event, where He Yu who had collected all ten looks by scanning the QR code would be able to draw a lottery or something. In addition to some cars and other prizes that would only be won by someone, there was also a prize that was He Yu's autographed photo.

Because this activity seems to be a scam of fans' money, He Yu still struggled for a while, but Ye Chen seemed to be more concerned about keeping the impression of He Yu on the Internet from the Fashion Week.

He Yu tried it two days after the drink was just launched, and the explosion rate didn't seem to be very low.

But he still posted a Weibo: [Don't consume impulsively~]

The fans below obediently agreed, but I don't know how many are disobedient.

The disobedient Yan Wang bought a box as if he had bought goods that day, unscrewed all the bottle caps and scanned the code, and then threw the drinks to Jiang Qiqiu and his colleagues.

Due to too many drinks, Ye Chen's office was also allocated five or six bottles. While drinking, he called He Yu and complained: "Do you think this thing was too stimulated by the previous two days? Crazy, this, Buy that much."

"What excitement?" He Yu raised his eyebrows, he just collected ten of himself, and then took a coupon that was not used for eggs.

"He asked me if you read all the letters, and I replied that he had read them all." Ye Chen finished his drink and smacked his lips twice, "Hey, did you read what he wrote to you? ?” Anyway, there was no one around when he called, so he couldn’t help gossip.

"I saw it, and I picked it out," He Yu laughed again as he spoke, "Tell me..." He didn't continue speaking, and his mouth came to a sudden stop.

Ye Chen: "???" Why do I feel like I just heard something.

"What was written in the letter?"

"It's nothing." He Yu opened his eyes and said nonsense.

"Shoot it for me."

"No, I want to treasure it." I didn't lie this time.

Ye Chen was so pissed off, but He Yu received it too timely just now, he didn't hear it, and as more and more words fell into his ears, his memory became blurred.

"Could it be..." He wanted to confirm euphemistically, he must know if his cabbage has been raped, "Say something between a man and a woman?"

He Yu: "...Brother Ye, I think you are being too tactful."

If Ye Chen wasn't beside him now, he would have slapped him by now.

He Yu coughed twice: "Actually, it counts? It's probably similar to what you think."

Ye Chen: "..." He felt breathless at the time.

"What did you tell him?"

He Yu glanced at the conversation record with Yan Zen, and stayed on the day of returning to China: "No return."

"How do you plan to return?" Ye Chen sweated for himself.

"I didn't think about it. I want him to tell me in person." He Yu felt that he owed him more and more, and he actually said these words to his manager who had told him not to fall in love at all.

Ye Chen was a little more serious when he heard this, and wiped the sweat from his brow: "You have to think about it, if one day it really develops into...cough, fans may not be able to accept such a relationship all at once."

After hearing He Yu's humming, he continued, "Don't look at them drinking hard now, negative comments will definitely be unavoidable by then. CP and Lai are really different."

The main reason is that Ye Chen felt that it would be impossible to really talk about his career, or to hold He Yu firmly and say that he would not let him fall in love. The most important thing the big boss lacks is money, and the whole family behind him still supports it.It's better to enlighten more now, and don't read the comments one day after the official announcement to make people feel depressed.

However, He Yu replied indifferently: "Now there are a lot of scolding, brother Ye, you should enlighten Lord Yan if you have this skill."

Ye Chen tried to win the round: "I recorded it all, and I will listen to it for him when the time comes."

He Yu gave him a thumbs up from the air.

In the evening, Yan Zen's Weibo, which had been quiet for several days, suddenly had a motive.

A mobile phone screen capture picture, add a short text.

The content on the picture is the drink lottery, and this person won He Yu's autographed photo.

Text: [I hit it, it's worth my big box]

The organizer retweeted and commented to express their congratulations.

He Yu twitched from laughing lying on the sofa, got up after a while and replied: [Don't contact customer service, come to my house and I'll sign for you]

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[Yan Wangye ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

【Is this the Ouhuang? Last time, Yubao's charm was also hit by you, right? 】

[These two have such a good relationship, why do you have to do this if you want an autograph? ? ? 】

【The one upstairs I suspect that Yan Zeng is trying to sell his wife】

[Suddenly began to think about how much a box refers to]

Yan Zen thought it would be half the height of a person.

He Yu made a phone call to him, but it rang until it was about to hang up automatically. Only then did Yan Zen pick up the phone, stuttering a bit: "Hi, hello, what's the matter?"

"Ask if you're coming." He Yu sat on the sofa and shook his legs.

Yan Zen calmed down and said, "Yes, when?"

He Yu looked at the completely dark sky: "Can you come now?"

Yan Zen: "..." He suspected that He Yu was blind and didn't see the time.

"I'll be filming tomorrow, that horror movie." He Yu got up to look for the script, although he had already memorized it by heart, "It's in the deep mountains and old forests. If you don't come, you won't have a chance."

"Wait." Yan Zen's face darkened.

He Yu was taken aback by "Huh?"

"I'll be there soon." The little guy reminded him to seize the opportunity, what else could he do?Bite the bullet and it's over.

He Yu couldn't help laughing again, thinking how this Lord Hades is getting cuter every day.Thinking about it, I sneezed loudly.

Yan Zen still took two steps to go out, but later felt that this was too slow, so she simply used her power to transform herself to the door of He Yu's house, and knocked on the door with a sense of ceremony.

The people inside naturally opened the door quickly.

The headlights in the room were not turned on, and it looked a little dim. On the small table next to the sofa, the bright red letter was safely placed there.

Dazzling red.To stab Yan Zen's eyes.

It was only at this point that Yan Zen truly realized that signatures were no longer important.

He Yu pulled him into the room, Yan Zen suddenly stopped, He Yu turned around and looked at him for a few seconds.

The surrounding area was very quiet, Guigui had been hidden by He Yu at some point, and there were only the two of them in the huge place.

Seeing that Yan Zen still didn't want to move, He Yu took the letter over him and opened it in front of him.The rice paper had been folded to the position where the words could be seen directly, He Yu walked back to him and pointed, tilting his head.

Yan Zen suddenly felt a sudden cardiac arrest, like a public execution.

In some places, he and Ye Chen are somewhat similar.

He thinks that there is a big difference between sprinkling sugar and really being together, just like now, in his perception, the things he did with He Yu were purely based on the fact that both of them found it interesting.

But he didn't know when he found that his feelings for He Yu had changed, he became more serious, and he didn't want other people to approach him.

Then one time when he was browsing Weibo, he saw someone writing a letter to an artist he liked, and finally wrote something like "he wouldn't read it anyway", which seemed to just give him inspiration, and then he also wrote up.

The ghost knows that He Yu is such a serious person who has to read every letter.

He was worried that He Yu's ideas were similar to his, and he was afraid that he would break up with He Yu.

As for the drink, he himself didn't quite understand it, maybe it was an expression that he wanted to keep the other party, but now that he thought about it, he could really make himself cry.

Seeing him distracted, He Yu shook the letter in front of him: "When did you send it?"

Yan Zen recalled for a moment: "Just two days after the temporarily terminated variety show ended, you probably just went back."

He Yu groaned, and couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw Yan Zen's embarrassed look, and patted his head. The hair is not the hard one, but soft and not prickly.

Dim light can always make normal things ambiguous. He Yu is half alone close to Yan Zen, and the sound of the other party's breathing is very loud. It is impossible to say that he is not nervous.

The heat from He Yu's body was transmitted to Yan Zen who was icy all over his body. After a while, he simply put his feet on his feet and embraced Yan Zen with his hands interlaced on the back of Yan Zen's neck: "Boyfriend?" He tentatively asked asked.

The other party trembled in fright, and seemed to nod his head twice in hindsight, and something was stuffed into his hand.

Yan Zen didn't continue, and soon left, and when He Yu slowly closed the door, he realized that he was already clutching the rice paper, whose hands were sweaty.

He unfolded the paper, and behind the question, He Yu smartly signed his name...