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"Who said I don't want to talk?"

"..."

After hearing his words, Jiang Qiyu blinked her eyes twice, then frowned and gave him an angry look:

"Who told you? I told a joke."

"puff......"

But who knows, the joke she just told didn't work, but this blurted out complaint directly broke his defense.

"..."

She scratched her head and looked at the man with a dazzling smile on her face in bewilderment.

This kid...is the reflex arc so long?

"That's what it feels like!"

When Director Gu in the distance saw this scene on the monitor, his eyes immediately lit up.

He waved his hands to the two winking photographers, signaling them to hurry up and take pictures.

"you really......"

Qi Yu shook his head with a broken smile, and fixedly looked at her with smiling eyes.

After a pause, she leaned closer to her puzzled eyes, and spoke softly:

"Which book did you read that sentence you just said?"

"..."

Jiang Qiyu only felt a little itchiness on the side of her neck, she shrank her neck subconsciously, and then she realized that she leaned back and looked at him:

"Which sentence? Having a baby is 2b?"

"It was subdued by you."

"You said that...that..."

Her eyes fluttered for a moment, and soon she said nonsense:

"You probably haven't read it, it's a very small online literature work."

"Literary works?" Qi Yu raised his eyebrows, and continued to lean towards her without a trace:

"What's the title of the book? It feels quite cultural."

"The title of the book..."

At this time, Jiang Qiyu naturally couldn't say that she stole it from her super chatty fan Zhiding Weibo.

Her guilty conscience made her retreat subconsciously, and she casually said the title of the book she thought of most:

""The King of Movie King's Palm Love"! This book is very small, and most people don't have that channel."

"The title of the book... is really literary."

The taste is similar to that of Zhao Jin, and there is a lot of room for improvement in taste.

Qi Yu didn't expose her, and nodded his head in agreement, but suddenly he seemed to think of something, and there was an unconcealable smile on the corners of his eyes and brows:

"Can you tell me a few more words, other sentences in this book?"

"others?"

Jiang Qiyu thought about it, the cheats she had spent so much time copying were not in vain.

Although it's useless if you use it, at least it's not a waste if you use it.

"Row."

She nodded slightly, not realizing that the distance between the two of them was a little too close, and solemnly began to recite poetry in a low voice:

"I took a shit this morning. It was long, but not as long as I missed you."

"..."

The curvature of Qi Yue's lips widened a bit.

Although she already knew that these were stupid words she stole from netizens, but at this moment she really said it from her mouth.

It gave him a completely different feeling.

It's hard to imagine that one day he, who claims to be rational, will be affected by such vulgar interests.

The uncontrolled heartbeat became more and more clear, and the strong pulse rhythm gradually swept through the whole body with hot blood.

The man's protruding Adam's apple moved undetectably, and his voice trembled slightly:

"Any more?"

"some."

Jiang Qiyu didn't know what this perverted Qi Yu was thinking at the moment, so she said it as if she was telling a joke:

"If a dick like me proposes to date you, will you call the police?"

"meeting."

"what?"

Hearing his resolute "yes", Jiang Qiyu immediately looked at him with wide eyes.

Just when she was about to open her mouth to fight back, her eyes fell into a pair of deep pupils unsuspectingly, and she was in a daze for a moment.

The next moment, at some point, the arm supporting her side lightly flicked.

Jiang Qiyu only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and her whole body was enveloped by that force and fell forward uncontrollably.

"Hey (↗)"

Before she could even realize what the reason was, she was suddenly pulled into a hug full of cold fragrance.

The tip of his nose rested on his shoulder, and he felt a powerful arm firmly around his waist.

"..."

Before Jiang Qiyu could open her mouth, she heard the man's deliberately lowered voice, accompanied by the slight tremor of his chest, clearly transmitted to her ears word by word:

"If it were you, I would hold you tight."

If a dick like me proposes to date you, will you call the police?

If it's you, I'll hold you tight.

"..."

I don't know why, but she obviously wanted to complain that he played such a bad homophonic meme.

But when the words came to his lips, they were washed away by an unknown throbbing in his chest, leaving only an unknown sigh:

"You kid..."

This hug is actually very short.

In other people's eyes, Qi Yu just had to stretch out his arms to stop her when Jiang Qiyu was about to lose her support and fell backwards.

After holding her steady, he let go of her hand very naturally and decently, without any selfishness.

But only the two people in the center of the vortex knew what this brief hug, which was not even considered a hug, represented.

-

After finishing the personal perspective and photos of this scene, it was noon.

Director Gu was quite satisfied with the work progress in the morning, so he waved his hand and let everyone go to get the boxed lunch.

With an order from the director, Jiang Qiyu dragged Yu Xiaoyu, who brought lunch, and Gu Xunjian, who had a meaningful expression, into the nanny's car.

Qi Yu didn't even have time to say anything, and was ruthlessly thrown on the set by the person who had just "sweetened the oil" with him.

"..."

At the same time, Zhao Jin, who had been waiting for a long time holding a thermos, rushed up immediately upon seeing this.

"Boss Qi."

While fanning the young master with a small fan he found somewhere, he murmured in a low voice and reported:

"I have arranged everything I said in the morning."

"Well, you're very nice."

Qi Yu glanced at him with downcast eyes, nodded in satisfaction, and then waved to him:

"I'll bring my phone."

-

Master Wang had already turned on the air-conditioned nanny car.

"..."

Yu Xiaoyu carried the three lunch boxes and looked left and right, but he still couldn't understand what the two people who had become familiar for no reason were up to.

"Sister Yu, Mr. Gu, stop playing with your phone, why don't you eat first..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was stopped by both of them raising their hands at the same time.

Jiang Qiyu looked at the phone solemnly, without raising her head:

"You eat first, don't worry about me."

Gu Xunjian, who was sitting next to her and also holding a mobile phone, smiled like a matchmaker who said that eight hundred marriages had been made:

"Be obedient, you eat first, I have something to do with your sister Yu."

"..."

Yu Xiaoyu scratched her head, and could only sit back and eat the boxed lunch honestly.

Different from the quiet interior of the carriage, the Chunmeng Helping Group at this time is extremely hot.

[Everyone is sb, what's there to argue about]: My family, I seem to have succeeded!

[Shawshank's Aunt]: If you succeed, you succeed. If you don't succeed, you don't succeed. What does it mean that you seem to be successful?

[One fuck out of control]: That still didn't work.

[Private diary of a pure female star]: It didn't work out, teacher sb didn't clear her mind.