President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

Huo Lan was out of breath.

Liang Xiao's mind was blank, and Huo Lan was holding him tightly, his shoulders and back were hurting, and it took ten percent of his strength to swallow back the heart that jumped into his mouth.

……

Can't be cowardly.

Liang Xiao reads a lot of books, and always thinks that he is the more experienced one of the two, but he didn't expect that Mr. Huo would take the lead in this matter because of his carelessness.

Liang Xiao was inspired to fight, took a deep breath, and moved up tremblingly.

Sensing his struggle, Huo Lan instinctively raised his hand to feel for it, held it empty several times, and finally grabbed his arm.

Liang Xiao was about to close his eyes and go all out to accuse Mr. Huo, but when he sensed something was wrong, he frowned and opened his eyes, meeting the blood in Huo Lan's eyes.

Liang Xiao whispered, "Huo Lan?"

"what happened?"

Liang Xiao didn't know what he thought of, and he was not at ease: "Don't worry, I—"

Huo Lan: "Does it still hurt?"

Liang Xiao was stunned for a moment, and instinctively lowered his head.

... It's not a question of "still" hurting.

Mr. Huo clearly wanted to crush his fragile arm with one hand.

Liang Xiao didn't really want to admit it, so he took a breath: "It doesn't hurt."

He breathed in covertly, Huo Lan was very emotional, but he still noticed it, his pupils throbbed, and he slowly withdrew his hand.

Liang Xiao didn't tell him to take his hand back, but instead held it up, holding it firmly.

"Huo Lan." Liang Xiao tugged him very firmly, "I'm here, I'll listen to what you say."

Liang Xiao met his gaze and said word by word, "I listen carefully, and I can understand."

Huo Lan looked at him, his chest rose and fell several times, he closed his eyes, and his shoulders, which were as cold as iron, gradually relaxed.

"In the future..." Huo Lan said, "I can play."

Liang Xiao didn't understand: "Huh?"

Huo Lan looked at Liang Xiao, and his voice became hoarse: "I won't...call you alone again."

The place that was really hurt was hidden from him. He scratched his forehead and made endless fuss, just wanting himself to breathe for him.

Why don't you know how to ask more.

Why are you so stubborn and insist on keeping those parenting etiquettes.

Huo Lang forced himself not to think about how Xiao Liangxiao, who was alone in the room while facing the medicine on the table, managed to recover from the pain.

When he was in Jiangnan back then, he also felt sad because of his parents.Xiao Liang Xiao went in without knowing it, but he didn't ask endlessly. He just taught him that if a person wants to live, he can only look forward, keep looking forward, and can't be trapped in the past.

Liang Xiao taught him not to be limited by the past.

Huo Lan raised his hand, encircled him lightly, pressed it against Liang Xiao's forehead, and said softly, "...I will be with you."

Liang Xiao didn't quite understand what was going on, so he rubbed his forehead and agreed, "Yeah."

Liang Xiao thought for a while, and felt that he should say something: "I'll accompany—"

"Stay with you." Huo Lan whispered, "Don't go anymore."

Liang Xiao was afraid of scaring Huo Lan, so he didn't dare to leave all night.

Not only did he not dare to leave, he didn't even move. Huo hugged them and took pictures again and again until he couldn't hold on anymore, and then he fell asleep.

Huo Lan noticed that his arms were hanging down, hugged him in his arms, and opened his eyes.

Liang Xiao really tossed and tossed hard all day, he fell asleep with exhaustion, his body was uncomfortable, and his eyebrows were still slightly frowned when he fell asleep.

After the fever subsided, there was a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead, half curled up, his face was pale.

The usually clear eyes were closed, and the tiredness finally vented out undisguisedly.

Huo Lan lowered his head, kissed his brows little by little with extra care, stopped, and rubbed gently.

Liang Xiao felt better, breathed a low breath, and rubbed against his arms again.

Huo Lan circled him and patted his back, making Liang Xiao gradually relax.

Too many things happened these days, and it caught up with the estrus period. Liang Xiao was dizzy from the pheromones in those few days, and he was always thinking about holding him in his arms and studying.

Time has passed so long, Liang Xiao probably can't figure it out...why he is so obsessed with this alone.

In these years, Huo Lan deliberately didn't think about it, but he could still remember the situation at that time from time to time.

It was on the evening of the weekend when he was approaching the final sprint, he was reviewing and filling in the gaps in weak subjects.

Although the mother only regarded him as a child of the separated family, she had seen him growing up after all, and was still very gentle to him, occasionally bending down and asking him about his homework progress with a smile.

He was determined to get a better grade at the end of the term, and went back to show his mother.

Xiao Liang Xiao was also studying for the exam, but he couldn't read the textbooks, and rolled back and forth on the sofa, making sure to chat with him.

Xiao Liang Xiao asked him what it was like for the family to be together.

He didn't think much about it at that time, and he didn't know much about it, so he only answered a few simple words, and then assigned a new homework for Xiao Liangxiao.

Huo Lan still remembered it clearly.

He told Xiao Liang Xiao that the family can stay together often and travel around, watching the aurora in autumn, skiing in winter, and going to the Gold Coast in summer.

In late winter and early spring, people are prone to sleepiness, and they are unwilling to walk around when they are tired, and they can also stay at home all day.

Do nothing but read and listen.

Liang Xiao was more comfortable than when she just fell asleep, she rubbed against his chest, turned over, and hugged his arm very skillfully in her dream.

Huo Lan was hugged by him, wrapped her in his arms, and closed his eyes.

……

Liang Xiao understood what he said, and did not refuse. They are now family members.

He is Mr. Liang's home, and Mr. Liang is his man.

They spend a lot of time together.

They can do all these things one by one.

Liang Xiao listened to the script for three days at home, and when it was time to join the group, he finally packed his things and hurried on the plane to the set.

"I originally wanted to transfer a private jet."

The housekeeper helped to send it off, and explained to the agent: "I'm afraid it will be too public and let other crew members see it, but it will have a bad influence on Mr. Liang."

Duan Ming was startled: "No need."

Duan Ming vaguely forced the two of them from Liang Xiao's mouth to poke a layer of window paper. They were prepared for the battle coming out of the villa this time, but there were still some things that they didn't understand: "Why didn't Mr. Huo come?"

housekeeper:"……"

The housekeeper coughed, and bit the bullet: "Boss Huo is afraid that Mr. Liang will be reluctant to leave."

Duan Ming: "Huh?"

The butler looked up, looked at Mr. Liang who had finally resumed work and was happily helping his assistant busy, and sighed.

Mr. Huo didn't show up in person because he was worried that Mr. Liang wouldn't be able to move when he saw him, and he wanted to return home. He must go back to the villa after filming.

Mr. Liang is obviously not eager to return home.

Mr. Liang's heart was bound to the arrow and flew away.

The housekeeper felt sorry for Mr. Huo, and vaguely said, "It's nothing, Mr. Huo is busy."

Duan Ming understands that the president has a lot of things to do every day, and nodded: "Then let Mr. Huo take care of his health."

The butler thanked him and reciprocated: "Mr. Liang also---"

The butler was stunned and looked around: "Where is Mr. Liang?"

It's been a while since Duan Ming used the loudspeaker to find an artist. Hearing this, he raised his head in surprise and looked at the assistant with the same blank expression.

……

Liang Xiao panted lightly, his eyes quickened, and he stopped Huo Lan who was about to get into the crowd again.

He is familiar with this part.

Commonly used plots, when the other party is about to go to another place, one party is reluctant to send it off, hiding in the crowd, secretly watching the other party get on the plane and fly away.

It's just that Mr. Huo's anti-reconnaissance ability is too strong, and he can't see it every time he looks up.

Liang Xiao chased him like a whack-a-mole four or five times, and finally hit him successfully: "Mr. Huo."

Huo Lan was grabbed by his arm, paused, and stopped.

He wore a sleek suit and a crisp windbreaker, and he couldn't see the relaxed posture when he was wearing the pajamas Liang Xiao gave him, but his whole person was closer to the usual cold and sharp in the company.

Huo Lan didn't want to freeze Liang Xiao, so he took half a step back.

"Creating a closed team these days." Liang Xiao didn't understand what he was doing, so he pulled people back, and told Huo Lan about the schedule in a low voice, "It's mainly auditions for supporting roles, as well as script reading sessions, so don't let anyone casually In and out."

Huo Lan read the script with him in his arms these days, and after getting a general understanding of the production process, he nodded.

"It can be turned on in about a week." Liang Xiao followed the temptation, "After burning the incense, let it run around."

Huo Lan looked up at him, stared blankly, and nodded.

Liang Xiao looked at him, a little worried.

Liang Xiao consciously regarded his face as something outside his body, but he still instinctively felt that it was inappropriate to say such private words in public.

But President Huo probably made up his mind today to be a cold and handsome dumb.

Liang Xiao took a deep breath, looked around and no one was paying attention, and coughed: "You—"

Liang Xiao whispered: "No, don't you need to bite me?"

Huo Lan: "..."

Liang Xiao himself was being waved by himself, his two legs gave birth to their own will, turned around and ran back with him.

After running two steps in slow motion, Mr. Huo raised his hand and grabbed his arm.

Liang Xiao breathed a long sigh of relief: "Mr. Huo—"

"Take care of yourself." Huo Lan said, "Don't worry about your family."

Just as Liang Xiao was about to speak, he was caught off guard by a word in his words, and was unable to make a sound.

Liang Xiao held his breath for a while, looked at Huo Lan, and smiled: "Yes."

Huo Lan was afraid that talking too much would make Liang Xiao homesick. He didn't want to talk to him at first, but now he couldn't bear it anymore. He couldn't let go of his hand, and his voice was low and fast: "Do what you can, and be careful when making dangerous moves." Protect, don't take risks."

Liang Xiaoan quietly listened to him.

"Eat on time, go to bed on time, don't stay up late playing games."

Huo Lan: "If you can't memorize the script, read it several times to understand the memory and don't hit the wall..."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Liang Xiao felt that he needed to find time to talk to his agent.

Although proper sharing of little details that are unknown to each other can enhance the relationship, and it is also a kind of harmless little fun...

But it doesn't have to be so generous.

Huo Lan didn't see his response, so he fell silent for a while, and his eyes fell on him.

"……it is good."

Liang Xiao nodded obediently: "I don't hit the wall."

Huo Lan felt at ease, looked at Liang Xiao for a while, then raised his arms to gently wrap his arms around his back.

Liang Xiao waited for a long time for this parting hug. His wish was fulfilled. He hugged him back and patted him. He endured the heat and reminded Mr. Huo: "The pheromone is unstable...remember to find me."

Huo Lan helped him regulate his glands these days, and his pheromones have also stabilized a lot. He didn't want to worry Liang Xiao, so he shook his head honestly: "It's been very stable recently."

Liang Xiao was speechless: "..."

Liang Xiao looked up at him for a long time, remembering Huo Lan's words "at home", and couldn't hold his breath again.

Liang Xiao lowered his eyes and smiled for a while: "Okay, then it's fine."

If you don't get on the plane, you will be called at the airport. Liang Xiao checked the time and prepared to go back to board the plane: "Then I'll go first, and you should also pay attention to your health—"

Huo Lan: "Liang Xiao."

Liang Xiao: "Here."

"..." Huo Lan was silent for a while, and took off the windbreaker and handed it to him.

Liang Xiaogang felt in his heart that Mr. Huo was really straight, so he took the coat off guard, subconsciously hugged it, and after a long while, he raised his head to meet Huo Lan's gaze.

Huo Lan looked at him for a while, then grabbed the windbreaker and tugged it.

Liang Xiao hugged and didn't let go: "Isn't it for me?!"

"Just let me hold it? Give me a hug? Experience this warm touch?"

Liang Xiao was sad and indignant: "I didn't say that, you want to be lonely--"

Huo Lan sighed, took out the windbreaker that was about to be crumpled into a ball, held Liang Xiao's arm, and carefully put it on for him.

Liang Xiao was stunned.

Huo Lan: "...if you miss home."

Huo Lan straightened his collar for him: "Just contact me."

Liang Xiao opened his mouth, and his heart suddenly felt hot and painful.

Liang Xiao was reluctant to speak anymore, pursed the corners of his mouth, and nodded.

Huo Lan nodded: "Go."

Finally, Liang Xiao seized the time, quickly hugged Mr. Huo, who was destined not to be alone, and leaned over cheekily, rubbed his neck, turned and ran away.

"understood."

Duan Ming nodded: "That's why you wore a three-size windbreaker coat and flew on the plane dressed like a wizard who just hit an owl."

"..." Liang Xiao hugged the windbreaker and was reluctant to take it off: "Brother Duan."

Duan Ming didn't give him a chance: "Hurry up, this kind of clothes can't be ironed, washed or dry cleaned."

Liang Xiao was stunned for a moment: "Is it a one-off?"

Duan Ming: "...No."

"There are specialized nursing institutions." Duan Ming probably knows this, "Dry cleaning may discolor, and washing with water may damage the fabric."

The set was not close, and they flew for several hours before landing at the airport.

The crew landed and picked up at the airport, and sent them directly to the hotel they booked.

The team in charge of Xingguan approached, and it was still too late to send the clothes to nursing care. If the delay was longer, the creases might leave marks.

Duan Ming supervised him to take off his coat, handed it over to the assistant team, thanked him and turned back: "What did Mr. Huo tell you?"

Liang Xiao lost his windbreaker and lay down on the sofa sullenly: "Don't mention it."

It's okay if he didn't ask, but now that he asked, Liang Xiao also remembered the business: "Brother Duan, how can you be so disrespectful?"

Duan Ming was inexplicable: "What did I do?"

"Tell Mr. Huo—"

Liang Xiao himself was too embarrassed to say it, and after holding back his breath for a long time, his face became hot: "You don't need to tell Mr. Huo everything..."

Duan Ming thought about it carefully, and all he remembered was that he mentioned Liang Xiao to the housekeeper about playing games in the middle of the night, and he got angry when he saw it: "Did I say it for your own good?"

Originally in this line of work, day and night turned upside down and it was not good to rest. When encountering continuous shooting, it is common for people to fall asleep after a performance.

Liang Xiao would play games for half the night, but he didn't really look good, his dark circles were not obvious, and he couldn't make up for the sleep he lacked.

"Why can't I say it?"

Duan Ming couldn't figure out why he couldn't even say a word about this kind of thing: "If you can rest easy, do you still need me to say it?!"

Liang Xiao was rendered speechless by what he said, opened his mouth, and honestly admitted his mistake: "No need."

Duan Ming glared at him: "Who is to blame?"

Liang Xiao: "Blame me."

Duan Ming has been worrying about him these days so that he can't eat or sleep, but Liang Xiao is protected by Mr. Huo to death. When they scold him a little, they all feel as if snowflakes are falling on the top of his head.

After holding back for a few days, Duan Ming finally had a chance to express the pain in his chest, and taught him a few words to completely relieve his anger: "If you don't want us to worry about it, just take care of yourself."

Liang Xiao nodded, rummaged through his pockets, took out a piece of candy and ate it.

Duan Ming had never seen it before: "Where did the sugar come from?"

"Boss Huo gave it." Liang Xiao put away the candy wrapper, a little happy, "I take medicine to avoid hardship."

Many of the supplementary drugs that Feiyang Pharmaceutical provided him with inhibitors were taken orally, and they were indeed bitter and bitter.

On the plane, he rummaged through all the pockets of the windbreaker, and found these candies.

With sugar in his mouth, Liang Xiao suddenly felt that it would be good to tell the truth: "Brother Duan."

Duan Ming tightened his back for no reason: "What are you doing?"

Liang Xiao: "I am not only afraid of suffering from taking medicine, but also afraid of running out of money."

Duan Ming: "...huh?"

Liang Xiao looked at him earnestly: "I really want someone to send me a ten-yuan red envelope every day."

"Oh." Duan Ming asked, "And then?"

Liang Xiao's ears were a little hot, so he coughed and didn't continue.

Then there is no need to help.

He didn't really want a red envelope, but he just wanted to find an excuse to chat with Mr. Huo every day without having to communicate with thank you letters and apology letters.

It's a pity that Mr. Huo is cold and self-confident, and he is calm and restrained about emotional matters, and it seems that they don't really need to chat.

... Even talking about ten yuan is fine.

Liang Xiao felt that his hint might not be obvious enough, took a deep breath, and was about to talk to Duan Ming in detail about how much he loves money, when he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door: "Who?"

The assistant ran over to open the door and asked a few words: "The script reading meeting."

"Understood." Liang Xiao calmed down and got up, "Is Director Jin here?"

The waiter outside the door greeted him politely: "Here we come, please come over, teachers."

Jin Zhenbo is a typical old-school director. He has always been famous for his strict rules and regulations.

When Liang Xiao was acting as a stand-in for "Under the Willow", he joined his crew.I was very impressed with the rules in the group. From the reading session to the burning of incense at the start-up, no one was left behind. After joining the group, the filming began to be closed.

It was also because of this that Liang Xiao didn't set a time to meet Huo Lan.

Duan Ming reacted quickly. He neatly packed the script, coat, warm water bag, and thermos cup, and said to him, "Hurry up."

Liang Xiao could barely catch it: "Brother Duan, go to bed early."

The read-out meeting is a common process for old-school crews. There is no makeup, but the scene is purely correct for the lines.

In principle, staff members are not allowed to participate in the reading meeting. The agent and assistants have been rushing with him for a day, so it is better to go to bed early and get down to earth.

Duan Ming didn't need him to worry, he waved his hand and sent him out of the room.

They rushed to the group at the last time, and the plane landed and went straight to the hotel. The time was tight, just in time for the first reading session.

Liang Xiao followed the staff to the meeting room, and there were already many people inside.

"Yunqi" takes Yunlang as the main line. It is actually a group drama. Besides him, there are many characters with distinctive personalities and memories. It is also a rare big production. ensure.

Many of the attracted actors are not low-ranking, and they would rather drop down to take supporting roles.A cursory glance around the room reveals many very familiar faces.

Jin Zhenbo also sat at the table with the script, and when he saw him enter, he nodded: "Come in."

Liang Xiao came in to say hello, and found a place to sit down.

"I know you have just arrived." Jin Zhenbo said, "I called you here today, so I can feel the atmosphere of the reading session first."

Liang Xiao nodded: "Okay."

Jin Zhenbo has strict rules and regulations, but he doesn't care about identity as much as Song Qi, because of the subject matter of the filming, he has often used omega actors.

This time Liang Xiao was stuck reporting in groups, and Xing Guan explained the reason.Jin Zhenbo glanced at him, and took extra care of him: "You don't have enough breath, you can read the script extensively first."

Liang Xiao smiled: "No need."

Jin Zhenbo raised his eyebrows.

The first time he came into contact with Liang Xiao, he had the impression that he was an unknown stand-in, willing to endure hardships and had few problems, hanged on the wire for a whole day, his clothes were soaked with blood when he came down from the wire, and he never said hello.

The role of Yun Lian in "New Year's Eve" is brilliant, and Liang Xiao became popular before it was aired, Jin Zhenbo was not surprised.

Song Qi has known him for a long time, and he has seen the sample of "Sui Chu" in advance.Liang Xiao was born to eat this bowl of food, his body and camera sense can't be wrong, and his expressiveness is also amazing. This time he is strong enough to play the leading role.

Only because there are not many lines, so I can't see the foundation for the time being.

Omega actors will have a special period, their physical fitness is unstable, and it is easy to lose breath in the stage just after the end. Sometimes when it is serious, it is not uncommon for the crew to shut down and wait for a day or two.

Jin Zhenbo took care of him once, fulfilled his duty, and said no more: "Start."

The assistant director next to him took the script and read the narration: "When the darkness enters, the morning mist begins to fade."

Assistant director: "Shooting a wide-angle shot with a crane arm, the weapons are scattered, sporadically following the beacon smoke, and the horses wander around without a master..."

The plot begins with soldiers chasing and killing Yunlang.

Back then, the young master who was pampered and dared to set off fireworks in the middle of the night in the palace and braid gray beards while the old ministers were taking a nap, is now chased to the point where there is only one man and one horse left.

His clothes were covered with bruises and his clothes were cold, and his palms were already dripping with blood from the reins.

All the way to the border, the more bitter the cold, the more desolate.

The assistant director heard the sound of galloping horseshoes, and the middle-aged actor playing the leader of the chasing troops answered in time: "Rein in the horse, the arrow has no eyes!"

Liang Xiao put down the script and looked up: "Whoever blocks me will die."

"There are ten strong crossbows in the forest, and there are trip ropes in front of them."

The middle-aged actor said slowly: "The sky and the earth."

Middle-aged actor: "If you continue to escape, you will only seek your own death."

Liang Xiao: "I'm still ten miles away from death."

"Ten miles away is the border with Rongdi."

Assistant director: "The camera follows the perspective of the leader, the aerial photography sweeps back, and the corpses are everywhere in the field of smoke and dust."

The middle-aged actor was silent for a while: "Young Master, if you rein in the precipice, there may not be a chance of survival."

Liang Xiao smiled: "I'm no longer Young Master."

"The old things had nothing to do with the young master, the late emperor's edict gave amnesty to the world, the king's grace and rain."

Middle-aged actor: "Go back now, and the courtiers will intercede and petition, maybe there will be a turnaround."

Middle-aged actor: "The border is in danger, once you go there, life and death are on the line—"

Liang Xiao: "Go and tell Rong Di."

Middle-aged actor: "What?"

Liang Xiao smiled: "Go tell them..."

Liang Xiao raised his jaw, arrogantly: "Hurry up and run away, be careful of life and death."

The middle-aged actor put down the script and fell silent.

Liang Xiao smiled carefreely, and his voice was clear and clear: "I was born as an official in the Han Dynasty, Habayashi Lang, and I first fought with the Hussars in Yuyang."

"He only read these two sentences, pulled the rein and steered the horse, jumped over the fence and barricades, and left in the dust."

The assistant director continued the narration: "Habayashiro, who was born as an official in the Han Dynasty, first followed Huqi and fought Yuyang. Who knows not to suffer from the court..."

The middle-aged actor said in a low voice, "If you die, you will still hear the fragrance of chivalry."

Yunlang rode Juechen and rode his horse towards the dead end.

Assistant director: "He never came back."