Will become the actor's fat chirp every night

The attacker's kiss was imprinted, and Bai Qiuqiu stretched out a foot from under the quilt to kick the opponent's calf.

"Are you still angry?" Huo Lang propped his hands on Bai Qiuqiu's sides, pressing him gently, "Jiujiu."

I don't know why, but it's also a "chirp chirping" sound, and Huo Lang's mouth sounds very lustful when saying these two words.

Bai Qiuqiu twisted uncomfortably.

In fact, in the final analysis, he is just a little bit embarrassed, more elements of anger, almost no elements of anger.

Being coaxed by Huo Lang like this, Bai Qiuqiu said it was a lie that he didn't use it.

It's just that he tried his best to pretend to be angry, but was easily bought off by the other party with a few words.

Bai Qiuqiu pushed the blame onto Huo Lang with his backhand: "Who is angry? Don't make up your mind! You don't even need to check what time it is. If you don't sleep, go to sleep next door!"

He stretched out his arms and groped to find the bedside switch, which turned off the light in the room with a snap.

Suddenly, the whole room went dark.

In the darkness, Huo Lang laughed.

Smile, laugh, what are you laughing at!

Bai Qiuqiu said bitterly in his heart.

Huo Lang didn't say much, he got into the small cocoon, and shared half of the quilt.

He hugged Bai Qiuqiu's waist from behind, his arms slightly tightened.

Bai Qiuqiu just made a symbolic move, and didn't do much.

After all, he has just completed differentiation now, and has experienced the combination heat and temporary marking again. On the one hand, he is too tired to care about so much, and their relationship is nothing to lie on the same bed and hug each other. On the other hand, Physiologically and psychologically, he became dependent on Huo Lang and his pheromones.

Bai Qiuqiu's back tensed up for a while, and after thinking about it, he felt that this was meaningless, so he slowly relaxed, and finally turned around on his own initiative, and burrowed into Huo Lang's arms, adjusting a comfortable position. He put his arms around Huo Lang's waist.

"Good night." Huo Lang kissed his forehead.

"Good night."

Bai Qiuqiu closed his eyes, it could be seen that he was really tormented by what happened tonight, and fell asleep not long after.

Huo Lang lowered his head, and with the light from the curtain, he traced the face of the person in his arms with his eyes.

Unlike when he was awake, the sleeping Bai Qiuqiu was soft and gentle from the inside to the outside, looking particularly obedient.

Moreover, Huo Lang discovered that Bai Qiuqiu's eyelashes were also very long.

He raised his finger and fiddled with it lightly.

The eyelashes are like a butterfly resting on a flower, flapping its wings gently.

The Bai Qiuqiu in the dream seemed to have sensed something, raised his hand and pushed Huo Lang's troublesome hand indiscriminately, and then muttered something.

Seeing this, Huo Lang laughed silently, and continued to make trouble with him, and began to adjust his emotions.

He closed his eyes.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, a leg fell across his.

The man in his arms hugged him even harder, bringing the distance between the two of them even closer.

This is a habitual action of hugging a pillow.

Huo Lang's eyelids moved slightly, and he probably guessed in his mind how the kid slept with his body pillow on weekdays.

Before he could do anything else, Bai Qiuqiu settled down quickly.

I don't know how long it took, and while he was in a daze, Huo Lang felt something rubbing against his chest, and a little dampness stained his collarbone, followed by a soft, warm touch on his neck. Gently dawdling.

Huo Lang woke up almost from inside, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a small head arching over his body, holding his collarbone and grinding his teeth.

brat.

"Hiss—" Huo Lang took a light breath.

He gently raised Bai Qiuqiu's face, looked at it carefully for a moment, and found that Bai Qiuqiu's eyes were closed with ease, breathing long and hard, and he was actually still asleep.

Also because of being lifted up by him, Bai Qiuqiu groaned twice in dissatisfaction, her little face shook, trying to break free from Huo Lang's control: "Hmm."

Huo Lang: "..."

He had a new understanding of Bai Qiuqiu's sleeping appearance.

But really deep sleep.

Huo Lang sighed, gently rubbed his hair, and pressed his head into his arms.

He thought a lot.

Especially the incident where the kid's glands were damaged two years ago.

If the child was young and energetic at the beginning, and felt that his identity was a burden, which would make outsiders disapprove of his strength and participate in the audition without telling his family, it would be nothing if he was bullied inside.

But that year, Bai Qiuqiu was already 17 years old. Although no one knew that he was from the Bai family, and no one knew about his relationship with Bai Gan, everyone in the industry knew that he had an older brother who was the boss of the entertainment industry.

No one would deliberately harm him, unless someone misleads Zhuo Ju and supports him, it is possible.

Moreover, pheromone inducers are banned|drugs, and ordinary people can't get this kind of thing without channels.

Combined with the clues he found during this period of time, Huo Lang had a vague idea.

But these things...

Huo Lang lowered his eyelids, looked down at Bai Qiuqiu, and hugged him even tighter.

It's good to have him, I don't need his tweets to worry about.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, only Bai Qiuqiu was left sleeping late in the entire Bai family.

However, Li Qian had already called twice, telling him to remember to go to the set to continue filming this afternoon.

Looking at the WeChat message sent by Huo Lang on the phone——

[Director Shen loses his temper in the group, come back after lunch, don't worry]

Bai Qiuqiu got up slowly, looked at the teeth marks that hadn't faded in the mirror, scolded Huo Lang as a big pig's hoof every day, found gland stickers to cover the teeth marks, ate lunch and went to the set .

He watched the rehearsals for the past few days, and there really wasn't any important scenes, and the lines added up were only three or two sentences, which was just a background board.

When he arrived at the lounge, Huo Lang was putting on makeup with his eyes closed.

"Here we come." Hearing the sound of footsteps, Huo Lang knew who it was.

"I brought you some snacks, remember to eat later." Bai Qiuqiu put the food box on the table.

When Bai Qiuqiu came out after changing his outfit, he saw Director Shen standing there with a serious face, talking to the assistant director: "What's the matter with Li Yeliang? Have you notified him yet?"

The assistant director was also a little annoyed: "I have notified, I and my manager have both notified, who knows why he suddenly made an announcement!"

Director Shen frowned deeply, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Bai Qiuqiu standing aside with a script and a small notebook.

Huo Lang had just left the show, wearing a purple court dress with a silver belt around his waist.There was a carefree expression on his face, he looked like a playboy, blocking Bai Qiuqiu who looked innocent and ignorant like a little white rabbit in the road.

Director Shen raised his eyelids.

You can tell at a glance that you are not doing personnel work.

"Little friend, you feed me one, and I'll feed you one." Huo Lang raised the corners of his eyes and coaxed, "One for one, you won't lose."

"In broad daylight, brighten the world, you have to show some face!" Bai Qiuqiu tried hard to control the expression on his face, trying not to let Huo Lang see that he was blushing, "Eat by yourself!"

"I'm tired of my boyfriend." Huo Lang slightly lowered his eyelids, and there was a clear light in his eyes, "Isn't this a matter of course?"

He knew that Bai Qiuqiu had a thin skin, but he just wanted to tease him.

Sure enough, Bai Qiuqiu's earlobes started to turn red, and he tightly squeezed the script: "That can't be here!"

Huo Lang lowered his voice: "Jiujiu means we can..."

"Bai Qiuqiu, come here." Director Shen couldn't stand it any longer, and beckoned him over.

He immediately said to the assistant director: "We can't let everyone wait for him alone. This scene will be postponed and we will shoot this part first."

Bai Qiuqiu glared at Huo Lang, and ran past him, "Director Shen."

Shen Wenyao held the rehearsal list and said to Bai Qiuqiu: "I've advanced the scene between you and Huo Lang, are you ready?"

Bai Qiuqiu glanced at it and nodded, "Yes."

This scene was added later by the screenwriter, and the timeline is what happened when Shen Zhaoqing first entered the palace.

But some time ago, he was still avoiding Huo Lang. Director Shen didn't want the two of them to act in that state, so he postponed this scene.

This rivalry...

How to put it, it is a bit tired and crooked.

Even through the script, Bai Qiuqiu could smell the sour smell of love.

But even such a scene is actually sugar on the surface, followed by a knife.

Bai Qiuqiu felt that after the movie was released, the screenwriter might be sent a blade.

Director Shen looked at Huo Lang, who was still stuck behind Bai Qiuqiu and refused to leave, and his eyes turned back and forth between the two of them, but because both of them were sprayed with a barrier agent, he didn't know if they were tricky.

"Boy Huo, hurry up and change your clothes!" Director Shen picked up the rehearsal watch and patted it on the stool.

The sun is just right today, and through the carved wooden windows, countless dust particles are flying in the light.

In the study room, the Boshan furnace is gently exhaling sandalwood white smoke

Li Che was wearing a jade crown, not a dragon robe, but a beautifully embroidered ordinary dress.

He stood in front of the desk, spread out a piece of white paper with a wave of his hand, pressed it with a white jade paperweight, took a pen from the pen holder, and was thinking about what to write.

At this time, Shen Zhaoqing walked in, his face was still sickly, he was dressed in loose white clothes, with white gauze wrapped around his wrists under the wide sleeves.

He looked at Li Che who was thinking hard, and looked at his innocent and innocent face, a trance appeared in his eyes.

If it weren't for the injuries on both wrists reminding him all the time, he would almost have been fooled by Li Che's face.

Seeing him coming, Li Che's eyes lit up: "Father Ya!"

But looking at the thin clothes on Shen Zhaoqing's body, he frowned again: "Yafu, even though it's spring, the weather is still cold, and you are still sick, why are you wearing this?"

As he said that, he also picked up the fox fur cloak that was casually placed on the imperial concubine's bed, and prepared to put it on for Shen Zhaoqing.

Shen Zhaoqing gently pressed his hand: "It's okay, it's rare that the spring is just right, I'll come out to get some air."

He frowned and looked at the little emperor with a flawless smile: "What is Your Majesty doing?"

"Yafu doesn't have to have such an identity with me, just call me Ache." Li Che picked up the hot tea on the table and handed it carefully, "Yafu, drink tea."

Shen Zhaoqing saw the light in Li Che's eyes, and the pure affection in it was shocking.

His heart softened and he took the tea.

He has already fallen to this level, so he is afraid that the little emperor will give him some kind of poison?

"Yafu, I want to write a picture. Yafu thinks..." Li Che put his arms on the small case, leaned forward slightly, his eyes were full of expectation, "What should I write?"

"I, my handwriting is acceptable." Seeing that he didn't speak, Li Che felt a little uneasy again.

He carefully grabbed a corner of Shen Zhaoqing's clothes, and tried hard to explain, for fear that he would dislike him: "Although it's not as good as Yafu, but it can still be seen."

"is it okay?"

At that moment, Shen Zhaoqing thought, no matter what the little emperor wanted, even if it was his life, he would give it to him.

"The legacy of South Garden."

Li Che raised his eyes slightly to look at him, and happened to meet Shen Zhaoqing's smiling eyes.

Shen Zhaoqing stretched out his hand and pinned the scattered hair on his forehead behind his ears.

"So the sword is deeply affectionate."

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