Perhaps because of the sake of waking up, He Dingxi's voice was a little lower than in the past.

"I'm not hungry." Ning Yan's heart was softened. He sat down beside He Dingxi and asked, "What are you looking at?"

He Dingxi pressed Kindle's screen, and the cover of the flower of "The Chronicle of the Rebirth Fengxia Palace" appeared on the screen.

"It turned out that Teacher He was preparing lessons in advance." Ning Yan glanced at the screen and smiled, and a small curved arc was bent at the corner of his mouth. He took the Kindle two pages and asked, "I haven't had time to read the original book, what did I say? Let me talk about it first."

"I told this story ..." He Dingxi stretched out his hand to grab Ning's waist, leaned his chin on his shoulder, and said halfway his eyes and said, "In the past, a son was called Li Sheng. He was sent to Beijing as a proton ... "

In the next period of time, Ning Yan and He Dingxi stayed together almost every day. In order to prepare more time, Ning Yan got the complete script of "The Chronicle of the Rebirth of the Phoenix Palace" in advance.

Although the original work of this book is mediocre, it has to be said that the script is adapted very exciting. The vulnerabilities in the original plot were filled. In the book, the naive palace fighting became very clever after the screenwriter was filled with the screenwriter.

He Dingxi was not necessarily at ease of his drama, but patiently accompanied Ning Yan to read the script. They analyzed the role of Li Sheng together, straightened the relationship between various characters in the play, and watched several film and television works of similar themes together.

During this period, Xie Sizhao asked He Dingxi several times, and he was relentlessly rejected. When Xie Sizhao finally couldn't bear to chase a phone call, He Dingxi Zheng and Ning Ye played at home.

Xie Sizhao asked on the phone: "Lao He, where is it? Come out?"

"Don't go, it's a bit wrong." He Dingxi stood up and compared with a pause gesture.

"What are you busy recently? Why can't you always see the figure?" Xie Sizhao thought about it, and his voice was instantly excited: "The secret of God, are you falling in love with me?"

"What is messy." Xie Sizhao's words made He Dingxi frowned. He glanced at Ning Yan subconsciously and said to Xie Sizhao impatiently, "Okay, don't say, there are serious things to find me again."

Ning Yan was sitting on the side and watching He Dingxi, looking at the show on his face. He Dingxi avoided Kai Ning's sight, and he returned to his seat and wanted to cover it: "Where did we just go? Continue."

In the blink of an eye, the holidays quickly passed, and after the holidays, the two began to be busy with their feet.

On this day, Ning Yan rushed home to clean up his luggage. Tomorrow he was going to record the first variety show. Due to Ning Yan's joining this year, this national variety show has a particularly high degree of attention.

The variety show is the double -edged sword, which will be well -behaved in the same way, and if you care about it, you will collapse.

As soon as Ning Yan arrived at the suitcase, the doorbell in the living room rang. He thought it was the leaf of the leaf, and he did not expect that He Dingxi was standing outside the door of the door.

"Why are you here?" Ning Yan raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist, and asked in a pandas: "Aren't you a plane for a while?"

"Yeah, so time is urgent." He Dingxi stood outside the door and said to Ning Yan: "I don't go in, don't listen to me nonsense."

Having said that, He Dingxi raised his hand to hand in front of Ning Yan in his hand: "Bring these."

"What are these?" Ning Yan took a look at the bag and looked down. The bag was contained in all kinds of chickens and other chickens and dogs in the bag.

"The intensity of this variety show is very strong. I went to be a guest last year." He Dingxi looked down at Ning Ye and instructed: "Pay attention to safety."

Ning Ye used his strength to restrain the smile of his mouth. He raised his eyebrows and looked at He Dingxi, and said heartlessly: "Teacher He, do you have a special trip, just for this?"

"Otherwise? You have no conscience." He Dingxi glanced at Ning Ning, and said angrily, "Okay, I'm gone."

"Um." Ning Yan nodded, leaned against the door frame, and sent He Dingxi to leave.

"He Dingxi."

Just as He Dingxi's figure was about to disappear behind the door, Ning Ye suddenly stopped He Dingxi and said to him, "Come and hug."

He Dingxi paid back at his foot, returned to his face with a smile, and walked forward quickly to hold Ning Ye.

The moment he put people into his arms, He Dingxi whispered in Ningyu's ear: "Pay attention, don't be injured this time."

Ning Jue rested his chin on He Dingxi's shoulder and raised his hand to caress his back. Looking at the constantly changing elevator lights in the distance, he asked in a joking tone, "He Dingxi, do you like me a little bit?"

He Dingxi chuckled lightly, lowered his head and hugged Ning Jue tighter.

He Dingxi understood that this was a test by Ning Jue, and he did not forget the agreement between the two at the beginning. He wasn't someone who easily fell into love, and just so, Ning Jue wasn't either.

Besides, He Dingxi did not forget their respective identities. Once the two of them were mixed with superfluous things, the relationship would not be able to continue.

It's a bit ridiculous for two men to talk about love in their circle.

So He Dingxi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the expression on his face had changed.

He Dingxi said with a relaxed expression, "How is it possible, am I crazy?"

"Don't like it if you don't like it, don't say that about yourself." The elevator had arrived, Ning Jue let go of He Dingxi as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go, a safe journey."

Chapter 40

Sisters, did you see the picture that was deleted in seconds in the forum today?

Netizen A: see! ! ! It will be hard for this pair to end without getting married!

Netizen B: Too sweet, too sweet, too sweet! I'm dying!

Netizen C: Oh, it's just hype.

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"Mr. He, Mr. He, you can't go in, Mr. He!"