President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

Liang Xiao ran for a day during the day, and just tried the doors of the two floors with the key, and he is actually not very energetic at the moment.

Huo Lan's body was indeed cold, the wind was cold at night, and the heat on both of them was extremely weak.

Liang Xiao didn't care, and lowered his head to pull the zipper of his coat.

Huo Lan was slightly startled, and raised his hand to stop him: "No—"

Liang Xiao pulled the zipper halfway, and took out the pajamas that he kept in his arms all the time: "Huh?"

Huo Lan: "..."

Huo Lan closed his eyes, and silently condemned the delusions in his heart: "...it's okay."

"Warm." Liang Xiao was afraid of getting cold, so he didn't bother to ask, and quickly pressed into his arms, "Hurry up and change."

Huo Lan instinctively raised her hand and hugged the pajamas that were stuffed in.

Liang Xiao stared blankly at him, opened his mouth, and felt that it was inappropriate for Mr. Huo to change clothes in the corridor, so he coughed: "Go...to change inside?"

The crack in the door was tightly blocked by Huo Lan, Liang Xiao hadn't had a chance to see what it was like inside until now.

"If I don't want to go back to the bedroom, I won't go back, and I'm not in a hurry to go back."

Liang Xiao pointed to the half-open door, couldn't help but wanted to take the opportunity to take a peek: "Do you want to stay here? I—"

Huo Lan shook his head lightly, raised his arms to protect him, and took him into his arms.

Liang Xiao was caught off guard, and his field of vision was once again completely blocked by their broad-minded Mr. Huo: "..."

"You don't need to read it." Huo Lan's voice was very soft, "You have seen it."

Liang Xiao was stunned for a moment: "Have I seen it?"

He was groggy during the days of estrus, but he probably knew the relationship between himself and the bed, and he shouldn't elope with the bed so far out of the bedroom.

Liang Xiao thought about it carefully: "When you first signed the contract?"

Huo Lan didn't respond, raised his hand to close the door, hugged him and got up.

Liang Xiao felt quite romantic sitting on the ground with him, but when he was lifted up and hugged like this, his whole body turned red: "Wait—"

Huo Lan was startled, and looked up at him.

Liang Xiao met his eyes: "..."

Liang Xiao gave up on himself and buried his face in his neck: "Hug it."

Fortunately, Mr. Huo has this silent, self-confident and indifferent temper.

Liang Xiao's heart beat slightly faster, he closed his eyes, and tried his best to suppress the chaotic thoughts: "The key—"

Huo Lan: "I'll call someone to collect it."

Liang Xiao wanted to ask again, but he was really embarrassed.

He didn't really want to make armor, so many keys were actually useless.

But I still want to keep it.

After all...it was sent by Huo Lan.

You can count and play while thinking about Mr. Huo.

Liang Xiao held back for a long time, then asked cheekily: "It's finished..."

Huo Lan imitated him, and lightly pressed his cheek: "I'll give it back to you."

When Liang Xiao was doing it by himself, he crossed the road in Huashan, and he didn't feel anything. He was gently approached by Huo Lan's cool breath, and his whole body buzzed, and the sound disappeared instantly: "..."

Their President Huo is extremely qualified.

Huo Lan regained his composure, hugged the bubbling and bubbling Mr. Liang firmly, and turned the stairs back to the master bedroom.

Before Liang Xiao recovered, he slumped on the bed and slowly adjusted himself. He watched Huo Lan put on his pajamas and go into the bathroom. He reached into his jacket and pulled out the script bit by bit.

She was also going to fool Huo Lan into saying that she didn't like to study and would get sleepy after reading the script.

Liang Xiao was bored, before telling Mr. Huo to read it to himself, he flipped through a few pages casually.

Liang Xiao yawned, his eyelids drooped little by little, and fell asleep.

Huo Lan didn't waste much time, washed it quickly, changed into pajamas and came out.

Liang Xiao curled up under the lamp, already sleeping together with himself.

On the first day of resumption of work, today's workload has actually exceeded the standard, and I worked an overtime shift at night, freezing in the corridor for a long time.

Liang Xiao's spirit was still there when he was arguing with him, but when he fell asleep peacefully, faint tiredness could be seen in his brows and eyes.

Huo Lan stood quietly for a while, then walked over.

Liang Xiao didn't sleep well, and when he noticed the shadow under the lamp, he shook his eyes and said, "Who—"

Huo Lan dimmed the lights: "It's me."

Liang Xiao was just dazed for a while, vaguely felt that he had had several dreams, and rubbed his temples in a trance.

Huo Lan frowned, touched his forehead: "Uncomfortable?"

Liang Xiao shook his head: "It's okay."

Probably just memorizing poems for nothing.

Originally, he could not often think of the past when he was a teenager, but during this period of time, a few dreams popped up at every turn, reminding him to maintain his loyalty and love for learning.

Huo Lang had just scalded himself with hot water, and felt that he could let go and hug him at this moment, went to bed, and wrapped Liang Xiao in his arms.

Liang Xiao hadn't completely warmed up yet, he was startled for a while, and was wrapped head-on by the warmth of his body.

Liang Xiao couldn't help but heaved a low sigh of relief as his chest and back that were so cold were warmed up, and he instinctively leaned on Huo Lan's body.

Huo Lan was silent for a long time: "Sorry."

Liang Xiao was stunned: "What?"

Huo Lan: "I should hold you back."

Liang Xiao didn't come back to his senses. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't hold back his joy: "It's okay, just remember to cooperate with me next time."

Liang Xiao was really cold, and the steam on his body was hot, he was not willing to let go, and burrowed into Huo Lan's arms again.

Huo Lan hugged him back.

The sudden warmth settled down quietly, and the body was completely warmed up.

Liang Xiao let out a sigh of satisfaction, hugged Huo Lan tightly, and thought about how to make persistent efforts, tricking Mr. Huo to read the script to him.

...The words are too small, it hurts my eyes.

Liang Xiao made up his mind and was about to speak when Huo Lan picked up the script that was put aside.

Huo Lan stretched out his hand to adjust the light, leaned on the head of the bed with one arm propped up, and hugged him into his arms.

Liang Xiao looked up in a daze.

Huo Lan met his gaze: "Does your eyes hurt?"

Liang Xiao opened his mouth, almost thinking that he had just accidentally thought out: "Yes, a little bit."

Liang Xiao tugged at the script: "Word——"

Huo Lan: "Too small."

Liang Xiao: "..."

It’s over.

They Huo Boss may have lit up new skills after it snowed.

Mind reading.

Liang Xiao couldn't help it, and quickly recalled the little pornographic book he had just read ten times in his mind.

Huo Lan seemed to be able to read only up to this point. He didn't receive the next message. He took the script and asked him to lean on himself.

"Scene one." Huo Lan turned a page, "Study, inside, day."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Huo Lan: "..."

Huo Lan was not familiar with the filming process, so he didn't expect the script to be so explicit, so he couldn't help but frowned.

"Day—means daytime."

Liang Xiao explained with difficulty: "Show, location, time."

Liang Xiao felt that it would be better not to explain if he had explained it, but he couldn't help but continue: "That's right - the location is in the study, in the shed, in a matinee scene..."

Huo Lan understood: "...Sorry."

Liang Xiao was so hot that he was not cold at all: "No need."

Huo Lan has always been strict with himself, and shook his head: "I thought about something I shouldn't."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Liang Xiao suddenly had a particularly ominous premonition.

Huo Lan has always apologized frankly, no matter what he did wrong, he will apologize seriously and sincerely.

He tried his best to hold him back for so long, but he changed from writing an apology letter to simplifying the content of the apology as much as possible and stating it concisely orally.

In case in the future, the two of them accidentally shoot each other.

It's not impossible for Mr. Huo to write a "Letter of Apology for Accidentally Hitting Mr. Liang in the Study".

"You don't have to... apologize for everything."

Liang Xiao thought about this scene, and his eyes went black: "I don't blame you."

What he thought was definitely more inappropriate than what Huo Lan thought.

Liang Xiao was embarrassed and said, "Many things are not your fault."

Liang Xiao tried his best to conceal, curtly save the country, and reasoned with him bit by bit: "Some things may not be the fault of either of the two."

For example, if Mr. Huo kissed him in the study one day, or achieved some great harmony in life with him in the bedroom, in fact, he can neither be blamed for causing harm to the country nor Mr. Huo for being frivolous.

Although Liang Xiao didn't dare to do anything, but after all, he dared to think about anything. He made up a few poses with his imagination, and successfully cooked himself thoroughly.

Huo Lan was silent for a while, then whispered: "No?"

Liang Xiao firmly denied: "No."

"It could be anywhere..."

Liang Xiao tried his best to think about it: "It's a mistake, fate tricks people."

He was talking nonsense, and before he had time to say more, he was suddenly strangled by the arm behind him, and fell on their Boss Huo involuntarily.

Liang Xiao was taken aback: "Mr. Huo—"

Huo Lan's chest rose and fell a few times, and the arms that tightly held him slowly loosened.

"It's okay, hug tight and keep warm." Liang Xiaofei quickly stopped him, hugged Huo Lan back, and whispered behind his back a few times, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

The more Huo Lan was at this time, the calmer he became, he was so calm that he couldn't find a single crack.

The housekeeper said that Huo Lan strictly forbids himself to lose his temper when he is happy, and never allows himself to be sad.

Liang Xiao was vaguely aware of the change in his mood, and didn't want Huo Lang to return to that frozen state, so he hurriedly raised his head: "I'm—"

Huo Lan raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Liang Xiao was startled, and stopped talking.

Huo Lan held his arm, remained silent for a long time, and asked in a low voice, "You're talking about...that person back then."

"..." Liang Xiao was angry: "Mr. Huo, is this the time to be jealous?"

Huo Lan was unmoved: "You said he is a good man."

Liang Xiao really had nothing to do with him, held back for a while, his ears were burning, and coaxed him in a low voice: "No...not as good as you."

Huo Lan was slightly startled: "Really?"

Liang Xiao was discouraged: "It's fake."

Huo Lan fell silent.

"You two are just as good."

Liang Xiao knew that saying this would make President Huo unhappy, so he paused and explained softly: "I didn't understand these things back then, so I definitely didn't think about such things, but I—"

The sight is deprived, and the audible part becomes even more important.

Liang Xiao held his breath and listened for a while, but he didn't hear Huo Lan's voice, so he was not at ease.

Liang Xiao groped, also grabbed Huo Lang's arm, and moved away from the window without a trace: "I really regarded him as a friend back then."

Huo Lan's arm trembled slightly.

Liang Xiao didn't want Huo Lan to think too much, so he reassured him in a low voice: "It's not our kind of friend."

"..." Huo Lan was silent for a long time: "Why?"

Liang Xiao was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

"It's okay." Huo Lan didn't ask again, "I—"

Huo Lan only said one word, and fell silent very abruptly.

Being hugged by him, Liang Xiao waited for a while with breathless breath, moved, and was about to speak when suddenly some cold water stained his face.

Liang Xiao's heart tightened: "Really not."

Liang Xiao didn't expect that he had a friend who had such a serious matter. He fumbled around in a hurry, clutching his cuffs and wiping his face for President Huo: "I promise, we two are innocent—"

Huo Lan said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."

Liang Xiao was in a hurry: "I'm sorry for what?"

Huo Lan's chest and shoulders trembled, and he held him tightly into his arms.

Liang Xiao said that some things are not the fault of either of the two people.

Misunderstandings, God's will tricks people.

Huo Lan tried his best to explain himself with what he said, the more he thought about it, the more he remembered the information that Xingguan had collected in order to buy Liang Xiao.

How did Liang Xiao go to the studio to save money, how did he roll in the life-and-death line of martial arts blasting, how did he struggle to earn his life little by little.

According to the medical records brought by Tianxing Deputy Director, he was rescued nine times and lost his vital signs four times during the rescue.

Huo Lan's hands trembled a little, he closed his eyes, and tried his best to convince himself.

By mistake, by mistake...

Liang Xiao was covered by him and couldn't see. He was so anxious that he moved his hand away: "What's the matter—"

Huo Lan hugged him tightly into his arms.

Huo Lan: "Liang Xiao."

Liang Xiao couldn't control his instinct: "Here."

Huo Lan closed his eyes, feeling a little regretful.

At the beginning... I shouldn't have asked the other party to remember to call every roll call.

He recited whatever he gave to Liang Xiao, but Liang Xiao actually didn’t know that “A spring breeze washed by rain is better than a city filled with mist and rain” did not come from any reference book.

When he wrote this sentence at the beginning, Xiao Liang couldn't recite it just because it didn't rhyme.

When Huo Lan heard him say it, he only had a vague premonition and didn't dare to confirm it, but at this point, there was no reason to deny it.

Huo Lan whispered: "You...do you still consider him a friend?"

Liang Xiao was almost worried to death by him: "Mr. Huo."

Huo Lan understood, the corners of his mouth slightly pursed, his eyes were hot, and he tried his best to suppress it.

He still doesn't know many things, what happened to Liang Xiao back then, why he kept his name incognito, and why he doesn't like studying.

Why would you go.

He clearly agreed to work in the pharmaceutical industry back then, but he couldn't help but rely on him, and he must be responsible for solving the work, why did he later enter the entertainment industry.

Why didn't you come to him again.

Huo Lan didn't think any more, grabbed his wrist and took off the bracelet.

Liang Xiao was in a hurry: "No——"

Liang Xiao actually didn't plan to use this to call the police, but he still couldn't bear it. He held Huo Lang's hand and said indiscriminately: "We are really friends! I wanted to draw QAQ on his face, but I didn't even think about giving it to him." You draw!"

Huo Lan was stunned by his yelling, his eyes fell on him, and the blood in his eyes gradually faded.

Huo Lan looked at him, lowered his eyes, pursed his lips slightly, and stroked his hair.

Liang Xiao: "QAQ."

"I won't take it away." Huo Lan said, "It's yours."

Liang Xiao frowned, not at ease.

Huo Lan connected to the phone, called up the settings, added a line to the default number of one-button alarm, held Liang Xiao's hand, and helped him put it back on.

Liang Xiao was a little dazed: "Is this the number of the city's emergency center..."

"No." Huo Lan said, "It's my emergency contact information."

Liang Xiao was startled, and raised his head.

Liang Xiao thought about this sentence carefully, swallowed dryly, and his heart beat suddenly.

Huo Lan was silent for a while, opened the head of the bed, took out a contract and handed it to him.

Liang Xiao's new contract in Xingguan has all the required procedures, and only his signature is left, and it will take effect immediately.

Huo Lan originally wanted to wait for his birthday before giving it to him, but now he doesn't want to wait anymore.

Liang Xiao watched him hand over his contract with the momentum of handing over a marriage application, hesitated for a moment, took it over and carefully flipped through it: "Isn't it all filled out?"

Liang Xiao always felt that it would be a matter of time before he arrived at Xingguan, and he was still happy when he saw that the contract was finalized.

Even if there is still a contract between Brother Duan and Xiaogong, I would like to ask Xingguan Legal Department to help me deal with it.

Liang Xiao was about to speak, but Huo Lan took the contract from him and turned to the last page.

Liang Xiao was stunned for a moment, then looked down carefully.

Huo Lan has rehearsed this sentence countless times, but when he really spoke, his heart was still beating violently: "Mr. Liang."

Liang Xiao raised his head startled.

Huo Lan raised his eyes, and his eyes fell into his eyes: "I want to be with you, do what you want to do, and reach the height you want to go."

Huo Lan: "Aim to be your emergency contact, and live with you."

Liang Xiao listened quietly, his chest was so hot and sour that he almost rebelled, and smiled: "I—"

Liang Xiao wiped his face, buried himself in Huo Lan's shoulder and rubbed it hard a few times.

"Mr. Huo." Liang Xiao put away the contract, folded it carefully, and carried it with him, "We usually have another way of saying this."

Huo Lan was slightly startled: "What?"

Liang Xiao took a deep breath and leaned over to hug him.

Liang Xiao: "I like you too."