Will become the actor's fat chirp every night

Li Che held the pen, but he still couldn't write down the first stroke.

"Ache?" Shen Zhaoqing urged, with a rare trace of youthful scorn on his face.

You know, ever since Shen Zhaoqing was entrusted by the late emperor, he has always shown himself in front of everyone with a young and mature attitude.

It had been a long time since he had such an expression on his face.

"Why don't you move?"

Li Che turned his head slightly, revealing his blood-red earlobes: "I...Yafu, can you stop looking at me like this?"

He looked a little embarrassed.

"You can't write because I'm looking at you?" Shen Zhaoqing walked around behind Li Che and held his hand from behind.

Li Che couldn't hold back a tremor, and a drop of ink landed on the rice paper.

This distance is too close.

So close that Yafu's breath fell on his ears.

Let him be overwhelmed.

Shen Zhaoqing took all his reactions into his eyes, and his subordinates guided Li Che's hand to ink from that dot, writing the eight characters on the paper one stroke at a time.

When it was the last stroke, Shen Zhaoqing felt a tingling pain in his wrist, and immediately shook it.

The last stroke of the deep character turned into a crooked ink blot, ruining the entire character.

"Yafu!" Li Che hastily dropped his pen and grabbed Shen Zhaoqing's wrist, "I'll get you medicine! Just wait!"

Shen Zhaoqing looked at Li Che's panicked back, clasped his right wrist with his left hand, and looked down at the gauze on his wrist, with a trace of self-mockery in his eyes.

Sure enough, I still can't...

Director Shen glanced at the replay, with a subtle expression on his face.

"Director Shen?" Bai Qiuqiu was a little confused.

"It's okay, it's over." Director Shen's expression was always serious, no different from usual, "Your filming for today's scene is over, go take off your makeup first."

"Does Director Shen have something to tell me?" Huo Lang who was left behind also saw that Director Shen probably wanted to ask something, and he signaled Hu Qing to bring over Bai Qiuqiu's box of snacks.

"You and Boy Qiu..." Shen Wenyao paused, "Together?"

Huo Lang didn't understand the meaning of Shen Dao's question for a while, so he thought about it: "Are you afraid that I will forget you as a matchmaker?"

Director Shen sneered: "I'm afraid you'll take advantage of Kid Qiu's deep involvement in the play to deceive other people's feelings!"

"Then you don't have to worry about it." Huo Lang smiled.

Director Shen vaguely felt something was wrong.

Facts have proved that Director Shen's feeling is correct.

You know, since Huo Lang and Bai Qiuqiu were together on New Year's Eve, Huo Lang had no chance to talk to anyone except the Bai family and Mr. Huo.

After holding it in my heart for several days, Director Shen took the initiative to ask today, and finally gave Huo Lang an outlet.

He stroked the small and exquisite lunch box in Hu Qing's hand twice: "Director Shen, look."

The complacency in Huo Lang's eyes was about to overflow, and his face remained calm: "I love to eat shrimp. My boyfriend is afraid that he will be wronged and he won't eat well, so he specially brought me shrimp dumplings. Use the freshest shrimp. It’s done, and it’s still hot.”

Director Shen: "..." It means regret, very regret.

Why did he start this conversation? If he didn't see it, it would be over!

"And this." Huo Lang put away the food box, he didn't plan to share the food with Director Shen yet.

He took out his mobile phone instead, and showed off the feather-like pendant adorning it: "Jiujiu gave it to me, and it's still a couple's model."

Director Shen: "..."

"This." Huo Lang turned on the phone and played some soft music, "Jiujiu specially composed the song for me."

Director Shen numbly looked at Hu Qing behind Huo Lang.

Hu Qing lifted his glasses and showed a standard smile.

After all, self-inflicted evil, can not live.

Who made Director Shen start the conversation himself.

Besides, he couldn't be the only one to be abused, right?

"He is beautiful and kind-hearted, gentle, cute and caring." Huo Lang sighed, "You are so envious of having such a fairy boyfriend."

Director Shen: "..."

Hu Qing: "..."

Realizing that he forgot to take his mobile phone, Bai Qiuqiu who had just walked back: "..."

Bai Qiuqiu silently lowered her head, her fine hair covering her burning red ears.

It's too shameful for Huo Lang to say such nonsense!

Seeing that he still wanted to continue, Bai Qiuqiu took two steps forward and grabbed his sleeve.

Huo Lang couldn't finish it, before he could continue talking, he felt his sleeve being pulled twice.

He turned his head and saw Bai Qiuqiu's flushed face.

Bai Qiuqiu was ashamed and furious: "You, stop talking!"

"Okay, let's not talk about it." Huo Lang saw that there were many people around, so he just leaned his hand over, held Bai Qiuqiu's hand with his wide sleeve, and squeezed it, "Jiujiu, is there something you forgot?" Got it?"

Director Shen, who took everything into his eyes, showed an expression of "grandfather on the subway looking at his phone".

Bai Qiuqiu couldn't take it anymore, so he ran away with his mobile phone, and before he left, he still warned Huo Lang: "Don't talk nonsense outside!"

Huo Lang felt a little regretful, but since all the children spoke like this, he still kept his mouth shut.

Director Shen was greatly stimulated, he waved his hand to let everyone rest for a while, and silently lit a cigarette.

Huo Lang took out his mobile phone and glanced at the WeChat list.

For the sake of his agent's heart health, most people who have contact with work can't say anything.

Huang Yan recently fell in love with a good seedling. He was so busy that he didn't even touch the ground. He might not reply a word in a day. The last sentence he replied to him was to scold him for being inhuman. Didn't he see that he was exhausted like this? !

By the way, I also begged him to be an individual, and not to go on Weibo to talk nonsense. The public relations team and Weibo programmers don't want to work overtime when it's Chinese New Year!

Huo Lang ruled out this option and continued to slide.

Shi Hexuan has gone abroad, I don't know where, but the signal is very poor, so rule it out.

Li Yi was shown off on the first day of the new year, and was already so angry that he blocked him.

After looking around, Huo Lang found that there was no one on the list to tell, so he climbed onto the Weibo account.

It's Jiujiu, not Qiuqiu: Afternoon tea with love from my boyfriend [Shy][Picture][Picture]

This is not enough, he also picked a few comments to show off his love in a fancy way.

Bai Qiuqiu, who was undressed in the lounge, picked up his phone and saw several Weibo messages popping up in the background.

He opened Weibo in doubt, and saw a row of Aite's news.

Bai Qiuqiu clicked in to take a look.

"..."

This account actually belongs to Huo Lang? !

Fortunately, these photos have no information and will not reveal their identities, otherwise today's hot search headlines will be contracted by him and Huo Lang.

No no no!

Why hasn't this person shown enough!

It was Langya, not Langya, and the reply was Jiujiu, not Qiuqiu: Shut up! //Boy friend……

Bai Qiuqiu touched his hot face, touched his chest, felt the faster and faster heartbeat under his palm, and felt that there might be something wrong with him.

Perhaps it was because the show was enough in the afternoon, Huo Lang's filming efficiency increased steadily, and he quickly finished work.

Bai Qiuqiu, who was waiting at the side, said before him: "You are not allowed to get so close to me!"

Huo Lang was about to rub the child's hand and stopped in the air, a little puzzled: "Huh?"

"Brother, restrain yourself a bit!" Bai Qiuqiu blushed, "Do you want to be on the trending searches tomorrow with paparazzi everywhere?"

Huo Lang directly embraced his shoulders, with a bit of aggrieved tone: "Jiujiu, am I just so helpless? Don't even give him a title?"

Bai Qiuqiu was so angry that he bent his waist with his elbow: "Be serious! Don't make fun of me!"

Huo Lang leaned forward again, and smiled lightly: "There's nothing to be afraid of, we haven't done anything shameful."

Bai Qiuqiu lowered his head and thought about it carefully. The media who were threatened before probably don't have the courage to edit him up now.

Otherwise it is film marketing.

Thinking about it this way, Bai Qiuqiu felt calm.

That's right, he and Huo Lang are in a serious boyfriend-boyfriend relationship, and there's nothing shameful about it, so what's there to be guilty of?

While he was thinking with his head down, Huo Lang's sharp eyes swept over the paparazzi in the corner.

The paparazzi looked at Huo Lang in horror and showed an extremely gentle but creepy smile.

The word "threat" was written all over the corners of his eyes and brows, and the glance he glanced over revealed only one meaning——

Get out of here.

The paparazzi run the shit out of it.

The two returned to the hotel just like that, Bai Qiuqiu took out the room card, and looked up at Huo Lang.

"What's wrong?" Huo Lang asked.

Bai Qiuqiu didn't open the door.

He took the room card and twirled a flower between his fingers, with an innocent and ignorant look on his face, his eyes were raised, but there was some temptation in his tone, and he said softly and softly: "Brother, this is Want to talk to me about the Luminous script?"

Huo Lang looked at him for a while.

Bai Qiuqiu looked back without showing any weakness, with provocation in his eyes.

Then, he leaned closer to him, sniffing lightly in his hair with his nose.

Bai Qiuqiu was taken aback by this sudden intimacy.

He turned his eyes sideways and looked at the alpha.

Huo Lang smiled frivolously, his arm passed by his shoulder, and his palm supported the door.

He covers him from behind.

"Yes, it's a play."

Huo Lang pulled Bai Qiuqiu over, made him face him, still holding the door with one hand, raised his chin with the other hand, and forced him to look at him, his voice was soft and eager: "I Come to you, for a sex scene."

Bai Qiuqiu's Adam's apple rolled, and his legs were a little limp from this outrageous movement, and his voice became hoarse: "You—"

Huo Lang lowered his head slightly, and the tip of his nose touched his.

Between the two, the breath blended.

Bai Qiuqiu just felt that his head was empty, and he couldn't think of anything.

"Little cutie, open the door?"

The author has something to say: I won’t open it, I won’t open it