President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

The butler fell into a coma on the spot.

The captain of the bodyguard carried the down jacket and was startled: "What's the matter?"

The housekeeper only left for half a minute, and was supported by him to stand firm, with vicissitudes of life and white hair: "The destiny is hard to break..."

The captain of the bodyguard didn't understand, and wanted to send the down jacket to Mr. Liang first, but was held back by the housekeeper.

The housekeeper tugged at him: "Mr. Huo still doesn't know what two circles with a point mean. If you have a chance, you can remind Mr. Liang and ask him to explain to Mr. Huo."

Bodyguard Captain: "...Huh?"

Butler: "Mr. Huo is susceptible to rainy days. I haven't found out the reason. It may be that something happened to him during those years in the south of the Yangtze River. He was deceived by some small wild omega. Don't tell Mr. Liang."

Bodyguard Captain: "..."

Housekeeper: "Boss Huo can't sleep easily at night, if he comes out to ask for water, put sleeping pills in the water to trick him into drinking."

"Wait a minute." The captain of the bodyguard was anxious and confused, "What's the matter?"

"Boss Huo actually knows, but we want him to sleep, and in order for us to rest, he will also drink."

The housekeeper choked with sobs: "Mr. Huo occasionally peels walnuts during his susceptible period. If he doesn't peel them completely, he will easily get sulky. It doesn't snow, but he will get angry and skip meals. Try to find thin-skinned ones for him..."

Hearing that he had a faint intention to ask Gu, the captain of the bodyguard was horrified, and asked the butler while supporting him, when the two people in the dim light not far away suddenly changed.

Huo Lan took the umbrella from Liang Xiao's hand.

Huo Lan thought about it again, checked all the weather when Liang Xiao had an intersection, but didn't understand: "What—"

Without waiting for him to speak, Liang Xiao reached out to him.

Huo Lan was slightly taken aback.

Liang Xiao was reckless, ignoring Mr. Huo who might freeze on the spot, and hugged him whole.

Dripping water vapor all over his body, Liang Xiao himself felt icy cold, and being on the sidelines, he was actually not ashamed to hug someone so big.

I couldn't help it by accident.

He has never been hugged seriously before, and he has never been hugged seriously before, so doing it like this can make him feel a lot better, it was Huo Lan who taught him.

Mr. Huo looked as usual, the whole person was quiet in the mist, but he seemed dazed and desolate for no reason.

Standing beside him, Liang Xiao couldn't help thinking about Huo Lan when he was a child.

Many times, obsession is planted in this way.

I may not even be aware of it, and I may not always think about it later.But when I met the weather at that time, the situation at that time, or just a flash of thought, I realized that I had never been able to pass.

Always stuck in place.

Liang Xiao understood and sighed lightly.

Huo Lan obviously didn't expect his movements, and he was suddenly hugged, and he was a little stunned.

Liang Xiao was shivering a little from the cold, he raised his arms and patted him comfortingly on the back.

……

The captain of the bodyguard was ignorant, and excitedly grabbed the butler's arm: "Ahhhhh hug!"

"Boss."

The butler could probably figure out why he hugged him, and turned his head and couldn't bear to look: "Can you throw Mr. Liang on Mr. Huo's lap now?"

The captain of the bodyguard was stunned: "Couldn't Mr. Huo want to make a move..."

The housekeeper was exhausted physically and mentally: "Then why don't you go and drag Mr. Liang back?"

Liang Xiao was kind, but according to Mr. Huo's temper, Mr. Liang's progress was at least [-] chapters faster.

President Huo used the sofa to hug someone to the bed when Mr. Liang was sleeping in a puddle, but it didn't mean he was tolerant enough to accept such offensive physical contact.

According to the housekeeper's original plan, the two of them would just chat to cultivate their relationship first, and it was already the limit to go a little further with a temporary mark.

Ten chapters of holding hands, twenty chapters of hugging, and thirty chapters are a critical stage for a leap in progress, and you may be able to reach second base.In another eighty chapters, Mr. Huo will probably be able to open up smoothly and bring the omega home.

Or eh, Mr. Liang fell down and happened to sit on Mr. Huo's lap.

Clean and neat, raw rice cooked cooked rice.

……

The latter was the housekeeper's own delusion. Knowing that it was impossible, he sighed and looked at the two people who were still silent before the blizzard.

If you don't pull people away, Mr. Liang may become a crystal clear ice sculpture.

The last omega who made such a fuss about Mr. Huo may have melted down to his waist now.

The captain of the bodyguard was a little hesitant, and was still hesitating, but was pushed two steps by the butler: "Go quickly, come later—"

After the words fell, Huo Lan had already moved.

They stood in an inconspicuous position, the lights were dim, the production crew was busy checking the shooting shots, and the assistant team surrounded their own artists, no one noticed the movement here.

Huo Lan moved slightly and raised his arms.

Butler: "And..."

The housekeeper's liver and gallbladder were broken, and he tightly squeezed the same nervous hand of the captain of the bodyguard.

Neither of the two dared to speak out, their hearts were in their throats, they held their breath and watched intently as they watched Mr. Huo raise his arms inch by inch.

There was a thunder and lightning, and it was fierce.

It fell on Mr. Liang's back.

housekeeper:"……"

Bodyguard Captain: "..."

Liang Xiao's body was so cold that he couldn't feel the temperature, Huo Lan pulled him closer and lowered his head: "What's wrong?"

Liang Xiao was stunned: "What?"

Huo Lan narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

Liang Xiao has a good personality, most of the time he is heartless, but not often.

The only thing that didn't hold back, revealing a little bit of grievance and exhaustion from gnashing teeth and swallowing blood for so long, was in my bedroom late at night that night.

Huo Lan looked at the color on his eyelashes, frowned, and wiped them for him.

Liang Xiao came to him in a hurry, just wiped it with a towel a few times indiscriminately, without noticing that his face was covered with water, he blinked his eyes and raised his head.

The waterwheel stopped, Huo Lan closed the umbrella and put it aside.

Maybe it's because the filming didn't go well on the set.

He has already made demands on the production crew under Star Crown, but after all, he couldn't always urge them.

After all, it will take some time to deal with Long Tao. Liang Xiao is not yet an artist of Xingguan, and there are always some things that cannot be taken care of in the crew.

Huo Lan didn't ask any more questions, and reached out to the captain of the bodyguard who didn't know why he was late, asking for a down jacket, and put it on for Liang Xiao: "We'll talk about it when we go back."

Mr. Huo took him back to the presidential suite.

Without letting Liang Xiao speak, he put him in the bathroom first.

The captain of the bodyguard squatted at the door, peered in through the crack of the door, and lowered his voice to ask the butler for advice: "How did you get to this point?"

The housekeeper couldn't figure it out either, and muttered in a daze, "How did it get to this point..."

Duan Ming didn't know that he was lost until he received the news, so he ran to bring up all Liang Xiao's replacement clothes, frightened and begging for spoilers: "How did you get to this point??"

Liang Xiao didn't quite understand how he got to this point.

He was brought up by Mr. Huo without asking any questions, and sent directly to the most familiar and intimate bathroom in the presidential suite.

...Perhaps it was Mr. Huo's obsession with cleanliness, he really couldn't bear the water all over his head and body.

Liang Xiao was really freezing, shivering and warming up for a while, took off his drenched clothes, and skillfully turned on the 1 yuan shower.

Slightly scalding water flowed over the whole body, relaxing and comfortable tiredness welled up, Liang Xiao yawned, and stared at the eight sets of toiletries on the sink for a while.

The last time the hotel inexplicably suffered a claim due to insufficient toiletries, and received a payment code, it was wronged out of the sky.

Although the indemnity paid was the money Mr. Huo paid for tearing down the door, but this time, he still prepared for a rainy day. He started to prepare after receiving the news, and specially prepared [-] sets in the closet.

Liang Xiao has no shortage of inhibitors now, so he doesn't need to try his best to save money, but he still feels itchy when he sees it, and he stops his hands and turns around.

The bathroom of the presidential suite is much better than that of the standard room. The moist water vapor is pure and gentle, and the hot water is poured down quickly, which makes the body feel a lot better.

Liang Xiao closed his eyes, waited until the last trace of chill was completely washed off his body, turned off the water, pulled the bath towel, wiped it off, changed his clothes and came out.

The room is empty, Huo Lan is not here, probably went to another bathroom.

After all, Boss Huo was inexplicably covered in water all over his head and face.

Liang Xiao swayed around twice, melted into the sofa, barely regained his strength.

On the set, separated by a layer of mist, I was stimulated by Huo Boss's confusion and desolation, and the whole person was mostly frozen and not sober... I couldn't hold it back for a while.

Liang Xiao's heart skipped a beat at the time, both of them were wet, one was colder than the other, and it didn't feel like holding them.Now that I have tasted the smell, my whole body is a layer hotter than in the bathroom just now.

Liang Xiao was paralyzed on the sofa, his eyes couldn't stop being dark.

Mr. Huo was probably frightened by him at the time, and when he regained his senses, he might be given a new ban.

It's not that you are not allowed to speak, and you will be deducted [-] yuan for saying a word, maybe this time you are not allowed to move.

Take a depressant and write an "A Letter of Apology to Mr. Huo Who Was Belittled by Mr. Liang's Thoughtful Hands".

Liang Xiao was thinking wildly, frightened by himself for a moment, and even wanted to ask the butler if he had drunk any drug that would make people immobile and lose consciousness.

The housekeeper just went to finish the ginger soup. He didn't know what he was thinking about, so he asked the captain of the bodyguard to stand guard at the door, and brought it in lightly: "Mr. Liang?"

Mr. Liang bent forward in frustration: "Butler Huo..."

"It's me." The housekeeper glanced left and right, and quickly closed the door, "Did you say anything to Mr. Huo?"

Liang Xiao was stunned for a moment, seeing that his expression was tense and solemn, so he temporarily suppressed the idea of ​​asking him for medicine, and thought carefully: "No."

Maybe it was because he was so frightened that Huo Lan was easier to get along with than usual, except for asking him something out of nowhere, he didn't say much, asked someone to explain to the crew, and led him all the way back to the hotel and into the elevator.

On the way, Liang Xiao tried to insinuate and talk about the matter of Xiao Huo Lan and Xin, but he was frozen to death, trembling and couldn't complete the story.

Huo Lan patiently listened to a few sentences, told him to shut up, and stuffed him into the bathroom.

The housekeeper listened intently for a while, and then heaved a long sigh of relief: "That's good..."

Liang Xiao was slightly stunned, and then recovered: "Can't you ask?"

It's not just that you can't ask.

The butler looked at him with vicissitudes, and handed over the ginger soup that was slightly cooled and ready to eat, with mixed flavors.

For the sake of his life, the steward knew in his heart that he should actually tell Mr. Liang the truth now, so as to avoid any misunderstandings about the messy appearance and disappearance in the future.

But for Mr. Huo, the housekeeper was reluctant.

Wearing only a shirt on a rainy day and crying to pick up letters is of course made up, but the rest is true.

Mr. Huo never grew up at home, and was never taken care of by his parents as a son.Mr. has no intention of shopping malls. If it weren't for the accident, it is likely that these enterprises will be handed over to each branch slowly.

A child who has no right to inherit is thrown to various branches to be raised.

The housekeeper really didn't know how Huo Lan grew up in those years. When Mr. Huo came back to take charge, he was completely different from what he remembered.

So even if he doesn't know the past, the housekeeper can roughly guess why Huo Lan said that after he sent Mr. Liang away.

Even if we do use tricks and take advantage of Mr. Liang's sympathy, I'm afraid we will probably have to write an entire paper in order to explain clearly... we must use this misunderstanding and try to keep people as much as possible.

"Boss Huo... doesn't like people to mention these things."

Countless lies will be used to cover one lie. The butler, with a heart full of blood, closed his eyes at the risk of death: "Anyone who dares to propose in front of Mr. Huo will be hanged and beaten."

Liang Xiao's eyes widened: "??"

"..." The housekeeper immediately regretted: "No, I will be locked up in a small dark room."

Liang Xiao couldn't believe it: "Mr. Huo?"

The housekeeper patronized to seal his mouth, and accidentally smeared Mr. Huo for a while, regretted it, and hurriedly tried his best to get back Mr. Liang's impression of Mr. Huo in his eyes: "There is food, drink, air-conditioning and wifi, salary is paid, five insurances and one housing fund... "

Liang Xiao couldn't figure out how Huo Lan had worked so hard in the business world, so he pressed his forehead and said nothing.

The butler was desperate.

To put it lightly, I'm afraid that Mr. Liang will not take it seriously, and sooner or later he will expose his secrets in front of Mr. Huo.

Seriously, Mr. Liang may not dare to come to see Mr. Huo again.

The butler took a deep breath, made a careful decision over and over again, and helped Mr. Liang sit firmly on the sofa: "Anyone who dares to mention it will be pressed on the sofa by Mr. Huo and spanked himself."

The butler was hideous and tried his best to scare him: "Don't hide, ten blows."