
Love Comes
爱神降临
by Prodigal Son Leader (浪子班头)
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 51k Words
- Chapters
- 15
- Genre
- Danmei (BL)
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 9mo ago
- Source
- JJWXC
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* Six years after breaking up, Qi Huai met his ex-boyfriend again. At that time, Xu Jianshan had become a famous actor. He was handsome and calm, had won important awards, and was highly sought after by movie fans. And Qi Huai is still an unknown little actor with no money and no future. Well, so what? Qi Huai thought harshly: No matter how well you live, you still don't have anything to ask for from him. Xu Jianshan carries a sky-high price for gambling, but recently he has been surrounded by rumors. Regardless of his own objections, the company found Qi Huai and wanted Qi Huai to help with the business and clear up the scandal. Not only did they allow a lot of money, but they also promised a lot of resources. Who wouldn't do one job for two paychecks, and still be able to disgust your ex? A Lezi person would not let such a good thing go. Qi Huai immediately took Xu Jianshan's hand and said with a bright smile: "Okay, hubby." The force was so deep that I wanted to pinch my neck. Xu Jianshan's face was dark, his deep eyes were staring at Qi Huai silently, and he hesitated to speak: "Are you still in love with me?" Qi Huai:? Xu Jianshan held his hand instead, raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Why else would you hold it so tightly?" Qi Huai: So boring! This person must be deliberately trying to embarrass him! It's been so many years, who can't let go? * Acting affectionately makes the other party embarrassed, right? Good. Qi Huai thinks he has a bad reputation, but acting skills are not a challenge, so he will stick with him until the end. On the tour, Qi Huai stuffed the kitten into Xu Jianshan's arms and gently scratched the tip of his nose with his hands covered with cat hair: "My dear, it's so cute, just like you." Severe mysophobia? Xu Jianshan's face turned livid. On the way to visit the class, Xu Jianshan ignored Qi Huai's resistance and forcefully pinched Qi Huai's waist. He lowered his head and said solemnly: "Baby, thank you for your hard work." Qi Huai nodded with a smile. It's not hard. It would be better if I could chop off your hand. Love in front of others, love behind others. Black fans clamored, the forum took over several floors, and the outside world spread rumors that this was a scam. As soon as the contract was over, Qi Huai consciously packed his suitcase and disappeared. He stood on the road to the airport and told reporters with a smile: "Yes, we broke up peacefully because he was not good at it." In response, Xu Jianshan, who came after me, said: "I haven't broken up or divorced. I'm pretty good at it. Thank you." The onlookers were confused: "What are you doing?" "Getting angry." * Later, when Qi Huai thought about the nonsense he talked about that day, he wished he could go back and slap himself. Because whenever he was free, Xu Jianshan would block him at the head of the cramped bed, bite his shoulder, and ask in a low and wet voice: "Have we broken up?" The low and hoarse voice sounded a little painful: "No, not really." "Are we suitable?" Qi Huai's red eyes turned slightly out of focus. Well, it seems quite appropriate. Mensao actor x little pepper actor Xu Jianshan x Qi Huai 2025.8.5 Archive This article is also called: "The Coming of Love" ---------- Receive new articles in advance: "Transforming into the White Moonlight of the Civil and Military Dynasties" by the Prodigal Son Bantou Zhao Hanxu traveled through the palace novel and became the prince who was about to subjugate his country and sacrifice to heaven. There was also the White Lotus Emperor's brother beside him who was provoking him all the way and wanted him to die. Zhao Hanxu: Oh, this won't work, I haven't lived enough yet. After finally getting a healthy body, how can you not do something good? As the literary fortune of this dynasty dried up, Zhao Hanxu approached the literary giants of the previous dynasty and wanted to rewrite books and compile canons. The old writer twirled his beard and sarcastically said: "How can a group of yellow-faced children take on such an important task?" Zhao Hanxu smiled and said nothing, then turned around and led the three hundred newcomers to complete the masterpiece. Since then, the literary context has been flowing smoothly, and famous poems by poets are like carps crossing the river. Military generals are stationed abroad, supporting their own troops, and it is urgent to regain military power. The local general teased wildly: "What can a pretty boy do?" The next day, the prince inspected the station. Before he got off the chariot, he shot off the veteran's helmet with an arrow. The morale of the army was shattered, the ranks were reorganized, and the veterans were dismissed. Before leaving, Zhao Hanxu curled his lips and smiled: "Winning the army's heart is all about ability." The literary world prospered and the martial arts prospered. There was only one person who was a serious nuisance to the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty. ——As a eunuch, Lu Jun'an has hands and eyes that reach the sky, and he is extremely ambitious. The ministers scorned him and urged the virtuous prince to get rid of these vicious people as soon as possible. No one knew that the east palace was quiet that night. Lu Junan was half-kneeling on the ground, his eyes red, seemingly unwilling. Zhao Hanxu closed his fan and slapped him on the face casually, smiling provocatively: "They all say you are a wolf." Lu Junan's eyes were deep, tightly surrounding the person he thought about day and night, and murmured obsessively: "Your Highness, don't listen to those people's slander. Only I am your dog." (2) Lu Junan was born low and vicious, like the reincarnation of a lone star from heaven. After entering the palace, he even recognized the thief as his father, and he rose to great heights all the way. Servants accompanied him, and the ceremony was extravagant. Seeing his appearance, all the civil and military officials in the court wanted to kill the traitor with their own hands. On the chariot, Lu Junan put all the angry looks in his eyes and sneered gloomily. They are all a mob. As long as the power is in their own hands, what can others do to them? Until I saw the beautiful moon-white clothes deep in the vermilion palace wall. Lu Junan felt a little regretful, feeling that he had been too eager for quick success before. What is "power"? It's just the icing on the cake when you have someone in your arms. But the prince was surrounded by ministers, each of whom was extremely good at sowing dissension. Lu Junan's back teeth were sore and his eyes were dark. Unbearable and unbearable, Lu Junan secretly sneaked into the East Palace that night. The bed shook slightly and the bead curtain trembled slightly. Deep in the red waves, the prince caressed Lu Junan's face and joked with a smile: "Why is my puppy so crazy today? Being jealous is not a good habit." Lu Junan groped the lingering red marks on the prince's neck inch by inch, his voice was low and hoarse, and he could not hide his emotion: "Why don't you look at me more? Your Highness has forgotten that dogs can bite when pushed too hard." Intention: Live well and let go of resentment