I swept the entertainment circle with the medicine pot

As soon as the words came out, both of them froze.

Yao Wangyou's eyes wandered, his ears were red and he took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, while Xuan Mingcheng choked on something, and kept covering his mouth and coughing, almost coughing up his lungs.

Yao Wangyou looked down at the stainless steel spoon in his hand, and felt that the handle of the spoon was getting hotter and hotter... What is this guy thinking in his head!

Xuan Mingcheng licked his dry lips, turned his back to Yao Wangyou and got up and said, "I'll rest first, you can eat slowly." After finishing speaking, he was about to flee into the room.

"Then what..." Yao Wangyou said in a weak voice.

Xuan Mingcheng stopped in his tracks, put his hands in his pockets and looked back at him, and saw Yao Wangyou raised his head and looked at him, with a bit of coyness on his face, and said, "Should I push your back for a while, I see The muscles in your neck are tight."

"...Okay." Xuan Mingcheng raised the corner of his mouth, the mess in his heart just now seemed to be untied suddenly, he raised his hand and touched his nose, "You are quite self-conscious and know that you can't eat for nothing."

Yao Wangyou blinked and ignored him.

"Remember to wash it before you come back." Xuan Mingcheng raised his eyebrows, and smiled at Yao Wangyou, "Don't even think about getting on my bed if it's dirty."

After finishing speaking, the two of them were stunned again. The atmosphere was already ambiguous enough because of the incident just now, but Xuan Mingcheng's words were like adding fuel to the fire...

"Cough cough..."

"Then I'm going to take a shower first."

People who were a bit confused and somewhat understanding for two months returned to their rooms with smiles. The messy entanglement in their hearts two days ago was like dust as a gust of wind blew outside the courtyard. It flew away without a trace.

That night, Xuan Mingcheng, who was pressed down by Yao Wangyou and screamed and his muscles and cartilages were crisp, got into the bed with a big smile, recalling the scene of Yao Wangyou eating coconut milk cake in his mind, and smiled in his heart :

This medicine jar is clearly trying to seduce people!

But fortunately, I was strong-willed. Although I couldn't help comforting him in the end, my body didn't respond at all.

Isn't this the best proof?

After thinking about it, Xuan Mingcheng fell asleep in a daze.

The air conditioner was whining and blowing warm air, and the temperature in the bedroom was gradually rising. The person on the bed seemed a little hot, so he reached out and lifted the quilt, rolled into a ball and hugged him in his arms.

The next day, Yao Wangyou woke up earlier than usual because he had a dry throat from eating bread last night and drank a lot of water.When he came out of the bathroom rubbing his eyes, he found that there seemed to be someone in the laundry room.

Is Aunt Xiang here so early?

Yao Wangyou walked over to say good morning to Aunt Xiang, but found that the man was much taller. Looking closely, the person in the laundry room turned out to be Xuan Mingcheng!At this time, he, who has never done housework, was pouring laundry detergent into the washing machine, and the dark blue liquid gurgled into the slot of the washing machine, as if he didn't want money.

"What are you washing?"

As soon as Yao Wangyou said the words, Xuan Mingcheng seemed to tremble.

The next moment, Xuan Mingcheng frantically pressed the automatic washing, put his arms around the thin shoulders, and led him out of the laundry room. Seeing that Yao Wangyou was still looking back, Xuan Mingcheng had to find something to distract him. His attention: "Hey, you're going back to the set today, aren't you?"

Yao Wangyou nodded, looking at Xuan Mingcheng's palm on his shoulder.

Xuan Mingcheng quickly withdrew his hand, coughed twice, looked out of the window and said with a serious expression: "Then pay attention to the safety of food, after all Zhang Zheyan is a traitor, maybe he will make another move, and then push the scapegoat to the on your head."

Yao Wangyou nodded and said, "I know, I will check carefully."

Xuan Mingcheng gave a "hmm" and said to Yao Wangyou, "Go and wash up, and I'll take you to the set later." He stared at the corner of Yao Wangyou's lips, and his mind wandered for a while.

Yao Wangyou didn't notice either, and went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth.

As soon as the person left, Xuan Mingcheng suddenly lay down on the wall beside him and began to beat the wall. After a while, he turned his head and glanced at the whining washing machine... and continued to beat the wall.

Last night, Xuan Mingcheng fell asleep thinking about the picture of Yao Wangyou eating coconut milk cake, and then had a dream, in the dream, he was holding Yao Wangyou...

Then this morning, he came to wash his underwear.

Xuan Mingcheng pounded the wall for a while, then stopped suddenly, folded his arms and rested his chin, thinking.

Just now there was a flash of inspiration in his head, and a thought popped up: Could it be that the medicine jar that stabbed him back then was not poison, but a spring... medicine?

No wonder I have that kind of dream!Xuan Mingcheng took a meaningful look at the closed bathroom door, and thought that this medicine jar is really poisonous, he dared to use any means, and he had to be careful in the future...

And when Aunt Xiang pushed open the door of the villa with the ingredients for breakfast, what she saw was Xuan Mingcheng staring at the toilet with his hands folded and nodding non-stop, with a solemn expression.

Aunt Xiang sighed in her heart: Mr. Xuan is really busy. He started thinking about work before he had breakfast. Looking at his wise expression, he seems to be doing big things!

After breakfast, Qin Zi also arrived. He performed his secretary's duties as usual, standing one body away from Xuan Mingcheng, and stretched out his hand to tie his tie.

When the tie knot was tied halfway, Tan Zi suddenly felt a prick in the neck and a chill in the back, and couldn't help shivering. Turning his head to look, he saw Yao Wangyou standing aside, looking at the two with his head turned. , his eyes seemed to be staring at his hand holding the tie, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xuan Mingcheng turned his head when he heard the words, and saw Yao Wangyou walking over, staring at his collar, and asked again: "What are you doing?"

"Wear a tie." Xuan Mingcheng replied casually, and Yao Wangyou seemed to narrow his eyes, staring up at Tan Zi's hand holding the tie.

Qin Zi trembled, swallowed his throat, and quickly sent the tie over with both hands, and asked Yao Wangyou, "Mr. Yao, do you want to try it?"

God...he had never seen such a scary look in Yao Wangyou's eyes.

Yao Wangyou glanced at the two of them, took a look at the tie, raised his head and asked Xuan Mingcheng, "How do you fight?"

Xuan Mingcheng smiled and began to instruct Yao Wangyou to wear a tie.Yao Wangyou stood in front of Xuan Mingcheng, clumsily holding his tie and knotting it in circles, Xuan Mingcheng's eyes were full of tenderness, he would occasionally laugh at him, and guide him on what to do, in the end he just He grabbed Yao Wangyou's fingers and wrist with his hands.Qin Zi watched quietly from the side, with a smile on his face.

All day long, the employees of Tianxing were discussing fiercely, why is Mr. Xuan's tie a little crooked today?And Secretary Tan clearly saw it, but didn't help him adjust it.

Time flies, and the filming progress of "Xuan Tian Dao" has been roughly completed, and there are still a few simple scenes that can be finished.

It was already noon when Yao Wangyou came to the set. During this time, Luo Ziyu ate well at home and slept soundly. Abdominal throbbing hurts at every turn, causing the filming to be stopped halfway through, affecting the crew's progress.

"Well, bro!" When Luo Ziyu saw Yao Wangyou, he immediately dropped the bowl and chopsticks in his hand. Seeing him wagging his tail and running towards Yao Wangyou, He Lang shook his head helplessly and went up. Qian greeted Yao Wangyou: "Mr. Yao."

Yao Wangyou smiled at Luo Ziyu who was hugging her arm affectionately, and said to He Lang: "Brother Lang, are you okay today?"

He Lang shook his head and said with a smile: "Everything is going well. Xiaoyu's body is much better than before, and so is his appetite. Thank you for helping him recuperate during this time."

"Brother, can you teach me how to make soup at noon?" Luo Ziyu shook Yao Wangyou's arm, "I will miss you from now on, so it's good to make soup by myself." After thinking about it, he simply didn't do it Incessantly, he said: "Brother, why don't you follow me from now on and kick that Xuan..."

"Xiaoyu!" He Lang weakly interrupted Luo Ziyu's nonsense, and smiled apologetically at Yao Wangyou: "This child is not sensible, don't take it to heart."

Yao Wangyou smiled and shook his head, but he thought of something else.Just now Luo Ziyu's sentence "kicked the one surnamed Xuan" made him think wildly, the premise of kicking Xuan Mingcheng by himself is...

"Brother, are you uncomfortable?" Luo Ziyu looked at Yao Wangyou who was shaking his head desperately, and said courteously, "Let me rub your temples!" As he said that, he was about to do it.

"Xiaoyu, you have something to do at noon." He Lang reminded again helplessly, sighing silently in his heart, it seems that Luo Ziyu still likes Yao Wangyou very much in his heart, the last time he coaxed himself, it was just because he was really afraid I'm just angry with myself.

However, it has been the same for so many years. He Lang quickly adjusted his mentality, and said to the two people who were staring at him in bewilderment: "Xiaoyu, you are going to live broadcast 3000 million fan welfare at noon today, and After completing the live broadcast, two events are going on at the same time, you can’t do anything about it.”

"Oh, that's right..." Luo Ziyu scratched his head, almost forgetting the business.

Yao Wangyou also nodded and said: "Yes, Xiaoyu, if you have something to do, go there quickly, I'm fine."

Although he didn't know what the live broadcast meant, he still thought it would be better to get rid of Luo Ziyu first, otherwise he didn't know how long he would have to pester him.

Luo Ziyu let out an "oh" dejectedly, then raised his head hopefully, and said, "Why don't you broadcast the live broadcast with me?"

Yao Wangyou and He Lang said in unison: "Huh?"

When Luo Ziyu came out with a guitar in his arms, Yao Wangyou stared at the strange thing that looked like a gourd, and wondered what it was, Ruan?But the number of strings seems to be wrong, two more than Ruan...

He Lang was watching the backstage of the live broadcast room from behind the staff. The fans were already boiling, and the bullet screens were flying wildly all over the screen. Occasionally, a few bullet screens sent by Heizi were mixed in, and they were blocked by the staff in time. Lost account.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh why isn't my husband coming out yet! 】

【Baby Ziyu is falling asleep beside me, don't rush me! 】

【Is it okay to put some face on the front?Obviously fell asleep beside me! 】

【As long as there is a peanut...】

Luo Ziyu posed, and after the makeup artist checked his makeup, He Lang nodded to the staff and said, "It's time to start."

The backstage of the live broadcast room flashed twice, Luo Ziyu's exquisite face appeared on the screen, the barrage in the live broadcast room was cleared, and after a pause of two seconds...

【Ahhhhhhh my husband is so handsome! 】

[AWSL! ! ! 】

【I can! ! ! ! ! ! 】

He Lang nodded to Luo Ziyu, indicating that the live broadcast had started.Luo Ziyu understood. He has worked with He Lang for so many years, and he can tell what the other party wants to express with just one look. In addition to the camera in front of him, there is also a mobile phone on the table, so that he can watch the barrage at any time.

Yao Wangyou looked at the barrage that quickly piled up in the background of the live broadcast room and countless "son, mother loves you", "husband, I love you", and the like, he was dumbfounded, he poked He Lang, and said: "These... ... Who are they?"

"It's Xiaoyu's fan." He Lang replied in a low voice, "Mom is a fan of girlfriends or something."

Yao Wangyou gritted his teeth. It took him a long time to understand that "fans" are people and not food. He didn't expect that there are other things to learn.

Luo Ziyu picked a few bullet screens to respond, and the live broadcast room was immediately overwhelmed by lemon expressions, fans clamored for him to flop, Luo Ziyu browsed the bullet screens casually, and at the same time looked around at Yao Wangyou, who was full of curiosity beside He Lang, raised the corners of his mouth.

[Ah, ah, ah, hubby, this laugh! ! 】

[After the live broadcast ends, I will replay it [-] times! ! ! 】

[GIF picture is being made, see you in super talk]

He Lang watched Luo Ziyu look over and pointed to the guitar in his arms. Luo Ziyu calmed down and said a few words of sincere thanks to the fans, hoping that they would support him more in the future. In order to express his gratitude, he hoped that he could sing a song song.

At this time, Xuan Mingcheng, who received the news, was looking at the computer screen in the office. On the screen, Luo Ziyu was holding a wood-grain guitar while playing and singing a popular song. The background was the crew's lounge. .

Xuan Mingcheng rested his chin and looked at the screen, but his eyes were not focused on Luo Ziyu's face, but on another smiling face in his mind.

I don't know what the medicine jar is doing...Xuan Mingcheng was thinking about whether to make a phone call to give Wangyou medicine, but he felt that he was too proactive, when he heard Luo Ziyu who had finished singing in the live broadcast room, suddenly said: "Brother , can I sing well?"

Xuan Mingcheng rushed to the computer in a flash, his eyes widened: Who?

In the lounge, Yao Wangyou was also cold. He didn't expect Luo Ziyu to call him suddenly, but he couldn't help but answer when he asked, so he nodded.

Luo Ziyu suddenly smiled happily.

There was another explosion in the live broadcast room.

【What?Do I have an older son? 】

【555 Baby's smile is so sweet, how can it be so sweet...】

[Quickly let my brother appear on the scene! ! ! 】

[Brother appears on camera + 1]

【Appearance! 】

Xuan Mingcheng looked at the screen full of asking for the camera, with blue veins popping up on his forehead, gnashing his teeth and thinking: The medicine jar should be more conscious, dare to come out, see if I don't...

While he was thinking about how to "punish" Yao Wangyou who was "unfaithful" to him, another figure suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room.Xuan Mingcheng looked down, and saw that face that he couldn't erase from his mind no matter what.

This medicine jar is so pretty...

Xuan Mingcheng was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that this medicine jar was actually live broadcasting with Luo Ziyu!

This one, President Xuan Da sat in his office with a livid face, fists clenched tightly, and his face was shaking with anger. He only felt that a lemon was forcibly stuffed into his mouth, and his teeth were sour. pain.

"Brother, say hello to everyone." Luo Ziyu stepped aside and let the two of them sit in the camera, one on the left and one on the right, staring straight at Yao Wangyou's side face.He Lang got a headache watching from the sidelines, and kept winking at Luo Ziyu, but Luo Ziyu just couldn't see it, and all his thoughts were on Yao Wangyou.

Yao Wangyou looked at herself on the phone screen, blinked, and asked, "Who are you saying hello to?"

Luo Ziyu sat a little closer, pointed to the camera not far away, and said, "There."

"Oh." Yao Wangyou nodded, and smiled at Hei Youyou's camera.

Xuan Mingcheng just kept staring at Luo Ziyu's hand on Yao Wangyou's shoulder, his eyeballs were about to pop out, and he said to himself, you brat, you are so courageous to move your hands while I'm not around... But this time Shi Yao Wangyou smiled at the screen, extinguishing most of Xuan Mingcheng's anger like a basin of water.

Tsk... Why does this medicine jar look so good-looking? I don't know if it hurts... Is it... Is it...

Xuan Mingcheng patted the table: "Tan Zi!"

Secretary Qin walked in hurriedly, thinking that Mr. Xuan was stimulated by something again. He was obviously in a good mood when he went out in the morning, talking and laughing with Mr. Yao, and occasionally blushing.

"Mr. Xuan."

"Why did the medicine jar broadcast live with Luo Ziyu?!" Xuan Mingcheng pointed at the computer screen and glared at him angrily.

Secretary Tan, who was lying innocently on the gun, glanced at the computer screen, and saw that Luo Ziyu and Yao Wangyou were broadcasting live.The fan barrage in the live broadcast room has already exploded, and some people said [Let my brother debut! 】Others are asking if they are real brothers, if not the beautiful love that can develop into adulthood and evolve into the entertainment circle... love?

Qin Zi swallowed, as if he knew the reason for Xuan Mingcheng's sudden rage, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "President Xuan, don't worry, I'll contact Mr. He now."

Xuan Mingcheng was about to go mad with anger, he was a dignified CEO who had never been wronged so much.

Yao Wangyou ran to the crew every day to cook this and that for Luo Ziyu, and stayed by Luo Ziyu's side for several hours a day.

What is the relationship between the two of them?

Can you be as close as yourself and that medicine jar?

Why!

Xuan Mingcheng, who was in a hurry, completely forgot that he was the one who asked for the medicine Wangyou to work as a nutritionist for Luo Ziyu.

After touching for about 5 minutes, Tan Zi with a nervous face opened the door and came in.Xuan Mingcheng took a cup of cold tea just now, finally calmed down a bit, and asked, "How is the situation?"

"Mr. Xuan..." Qin Zi felt his throat tighten, his vocal cords were pulling so hard that he couldn't even speak properly.

"What did they say?" Xuan Mingcheng frowned and stared.

"They said..." Tan Zi's eyes wandered, and he buried his head lower, "They said that you can charge the price as you like. According to that, it seems that I don't plan to return it to you."

The author has something to say: [In the future, it will be fixed at [-] o'clock every night, thank you for your support~]

Xuan Mingcheng: I want to come back!I want to broadcast live! ! !This president is still alive! !

Yao Wangyou (press and hold): Alright, alright, let’s enjoy the happiness at home when we get older.

Xuan Mingcheng (falling down): Old or not, you will know if you try...

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