I have my own deodorant, and I am troubled every day

The atmosphere froze almost instantly.

Big brothers fight, rookie suffers.

Cold sweat was dripping from Chen Ming's forehead, and Assistant He was also a little embarrassed.

Only Yu Yu ate the tinfoil wrapped rice in front of her without being affected at all.He licked his lips, and while He Guyuan was not paying attention, he quietly reached out to steal the matcha mille-feuille mousse.

As soon as the tips of his fingers touched the small plate, He Guyuan's cold voice came over: "Yuyu, drink a bowl of soup first."

Yu Yu withdrew her hand guiltily, pretending nothing happened: "Hmm."

Chen Ming and Assistant He heaved a sigh of relief when the war ended.

Wen Xianqing no longer pointed the gun at He Guyuan, with a gentle smile on his face: "Yuyu likes sweets?"

Yu Yu, who was serving soup obediently: "I like it." He unconsciously raised the dimple on his right cheek, and his cute appearance with red lips and white teeth made the apex of his heart sink softly.

Wen Xianqing tightened his hands holding the chopsticks, and there was a sincere smile in his eyes: "If you don't mind, next time I will take you to Mingji in Haicheng to try, the desserts there are also very famous."

For his employers, Yu Yu has always adhered to the policy of fulfilling their wishes, and he didn't hesitate for a second: "Okay."

He Guyuan pursed his lips, but did not speak.

Assistant He who was sitting next to him wanted to speak several times, but finally closed his mouth silently.

Wen Xianqing received Yu Yu's response, and the temperature around her body seemed to warm up a few degrees.

The contract was negotiated in the end, but the meal was full of gunpowder, and it was not really a happy time for the host and guest.

Wen Xianqing got into the nanny's car, the smile on his face faded a lot, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

"He Guyuan." He snorted coldly, both bored and wary.

The light golden sunlight illuminated his side face, but failed to warm his expression a bit.

No one can take from him what is his again, now and in the future.

·

He Guyuan has been in a particularly bad mood recently.

Ever since Wen Xianqing caught Yu Yu with sweets last time, he immediately invited people out to watch a movie.

He Guyuan looked at Yu Yu humming a ditty, carrying a small backpack and planning to go out, the corners of his lips were straightened, and the air pressure was frighteningly low.

"Mr. He, I'm going out." Yu Yu bent his eyes, he wanted to pull He Guyuan's hand to rub Yang Qi, but he vaguely felt that Mr. He seemed unhappy.

He remembered that Mr. He liked to hug.

So Yu Yu turned around and hugged He Guyuan, patted He Guyuan's back comfortingly, and then went out.

The little backpack clattered behind him, making him look like a schoolboy going to school.

He Guyuan watched Yu Yu's back, and put back his slightly raised hand.

He stared at his palm, frowning slightly.

At that moment, he wanted to reach out.

It seems to want to hug back, but also seems to want to stay.

……

Wen Xianqing was waiting for someone at the entrance of the cinema. He didn't pretend too much today, he only wore a pair of thin-rimmed glasses with gold wire rims, which made him look less eye-catching.

Yu Yu got out of the car and looked around for someone.

He was wearing a small imitation navy cap today, Wen Xianqing saw him almost immediately.

"Fish."

Yu Yu turned around and almost bumped into Wen Xianqing.

"Mr. Wen—"

Wen Xianqing stopped Yu Yu from going on and said, "Don't use such unfamiliar names, just call me 'Brother Wen' like my manager and the others."

He is wearing a white shirt today, and his gold-rimmed glasses add a touch of elegance, and he looks like a gentle and patient brother next door.

Yu Yu blinked, and responded without any resistance.

"Brother Wen." He called slowly, still a little uncomfortable with the new address Wen Xianqing asked him to change.

Wen Xianqing smiled: "Yes."

"Let's go to the movies."

Today is a working day, and Wen Xianqing's selection is the morning show, so there are not many people in the cinema.

As soon as he stepped into the cinema, Yu Yu immediately smelled a sweet smell.

He looked over curiously and saw popcorn and drinks being sold at the counter.

Wen Xianqing kept an eye on his movements at all times, and when he saw this, he immediately asked, "Want to buy something?"

The lady at the counter was scrolling through Weibo, and was about to click on the hot search headlines to see the content, when she heard the sound of someone ordering.

She put away her phone and put on a standard smile: "Hello, what do you need?"

After she said this, her eyes lit up immediately.

The two people in front of me are both outstanding in appearance, and one of them alone can be the focus of the crowd, and they are even more eye-catching together.

Yu Yu chose a set meal without hesitation, two glasses of Coke and a medium bucket of popcorn.

The lady at the counter turned around and started preparing.

"Two cups of Coke and a medium cup of popcorn." The young lady handed the things to the two with a bright smile.

Wen Xianqing reached out to take two cups of Coke, while Yu Yu hugged the bucket of popcorn in her arms.

The popcorn is wrapped in golden syrup, and the sweet aroma of the popping makes Yu Yu always stare at it inadvertently.

Wen Xianqing chuckled lightly: "Eat it if you want."

Yu Yu shook her head, guarding the popcorn bucket like a little hamster protecting food: "No, no, let's eat together while watching a movie."

If he starts eating now, Wen Xianqing may not have anything to eat when the movie opens.

The young lady at the counter watched the two go away, and turned on her mobile phone to browse Weibo in a happy mood.

She clicked on Weibo hot search headlines.

#文.影帝New movie "The Past Like Smoke" premiered yesterday, and the box office hit a new high#

Below are a few stills.

Looking at the familiar face in the picture, she felt that she looked quite similar to the handsome guy wearing glasses just now.

But how could Wen, the film king, come to such a remote movie theater? He just watched the premiere with the crew yesterday, so how could he come to the movie theater again today.

The upcoming screenings in their cinemas are all "Like Smoke in the Past".

Yu Yu and Wen Xianqing took their seats. Although there were not many people during the day on weekdays, because it was a hot new movie, there were still a few people who came to watch it.

Their seats are in the middle with a good view.

Yu Yu put the popcorn bucket between the two of them, hugged the backpack in front of him, and leaned comfortably on the soft chair, as if he was about to sink into it.

When I went to Xi Qingyan's house these few days, Xi Qingyan kept talking about "The Past Like Smoke" in his ears, and even boasted about Wen Xianqing's acting skills, which aroused his curiosity.

So much so that when Wen Xianqing came to invite him to watch a movie, he blurted out and chose "The Past Like Smoke".

"Don't laugh at me for acting badly." Wen Xianqing joked.

Yu Yu rested her chin on the small backpack and said solemnly, "You must have acted very well, otherwise you wouldn't be the actor."

A few people had lunch together that time, and after returning, Yu Yu took out another guide paper that was newly split.

Fortunately, there was no new movement on the guide paper, it still showed Wen Xianqing's vague photo and vague name.

Yu Yu guessed that it was probably because Wen Xianqing had no intention of hiring him yet, so there was no movement on the guide paper.

But the future employer is also an employer, and the guide paper did not give any information, so Yu Yu had to use his mobile phone to search the Internet first.

As soon as he typed the three words "Wen Xianqing" in the search bar, many random titles popped up below.

Thinking of this, Yu Yu couldn't help pinching Wen Xianqing's sleeve and tugging at it to attract his attention.

Wen Xianqing followed Yu Yu's gesture and leaned over.

Yu Yu looked around, the others were sitting far away from them, and with human ears, they couldn't hear their whispers.

So he grabbed Wen Xianqing's shoulders, leaned his head over, and talked next to his ear.

When Yu Yu's hand touched his shoulder, Wen Xianqing tensed up, like a stone statue made of concrete, unable to even move.

He smelled that familiar fragrance again, like refreshing mint, with a sweet smell that came from nowhere, which made him unforgettable after smelling it once.

I remember a whole ten years in one memory, from 16 to 26 years old.

Wen Xianqing was a little lost in thought, he only felt a slight itching at the tips of his ears, and the warm and soft breath brushed past, making his ears numb for a moment.

Yu Yu lowered his voice and asked Wen Xianqing quietly, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't get Wen Xianqing's answer.

He tilted his head in confusion, thinking that the distance was not close enough, and his voice was too low, so Wen Xianqing didn't hear it.

So Yu Yu threw the backpack in his arms behind him, and leaned towards Wen Xianqing. From behind, it seemed that half of his body had fallen into Wen Xianqing's arms.

He put his arms around Wen Xianqing's neck, his lips touched Wen Xianqing's earlobe because of the close distance.

Wen Xianqing's heart seemed to miss a beat, and he subconsciously raised his hand to protect Yu Yu, for fear that he would fall out of the seat.

It looked more like he was holding someone in his arms.

A smile habitually appeared on Wen Xianqing's face, his complexion remained unchanged, his voice was gentle: "I didn't hear what Yuyu just said."

Yu Yu frowned and looked at the smile on Wen Xianqing's face, always feeling that his smile was similar to that of the young lady at the counter just now.

But this thought just flashed in his mind, and Yu Yu quickly turned his attention to the whisper he wanted to have with Wen Xianqing.

"I said—" His voice was soft and soft, like cotton candy that made people want to bite.

Wen Xianqing pressed his hand on the armrest of the seat, his fingertips turned white.

"—do you really like wearing floral-striped underwear?"

"..."

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