President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

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The touch is too real.

Liang Xiao didn't dare to move, and felt a little nervous unconsciously.

When Huo Lan entered the door, he hadn't noticed anything wrong. The matter had developed to this point, and he couldn't allow him to suspect that he might have fallen asleep quickly and had a dream again.

Besides, he couldn't think of a reason to explain this situation for a moment.

Mr. Huo stood by the bed, holding his buttocks with one hand.

The other hand took something unknown, reached into the quilt, and wrapped it around gently.

Maybe it was the rope.

Liang Xiao closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look, feeling restless.

If it's a dream...

He was too horny.

They have even collapsed their Huo Boss's personality like this.

Liang Xiao's auricles were slightly hot, and he couldn't help sternly reprimanding himself. He was about to change his mind and eyesight into a cookie dream, and the development of things changed again.

The rope in Huo Lan's hand was loose, so he pulled it out and put it aside, supporting his uncontrollably tense buttocks.

Knead slowly.

... Twice.

Liang Xiao couldn't hold back any longer, and opened his eyes in astonishment.

The bedroom is quiet, the ceiling is gentle, and the lighting is as usual.

Huo Lan wasn't in the dream, and his back was facing him very realistically, his shoulders were so stretched that the pajamas were folded into too sharp lines.

Liang Xiao couldn't see what he was doing, and his waist was so sore that he couldn't stand it, he couldn't believe it: "Mr. Huo?!"

Huo Lan stood with his back facing him, his shoulders stiffened, and he was silent for a while: "...Relax."

Liang Xiaogang rubbed his buttocks, his eyes widened: "How loose?!"

Huo Lan was stopped by his question and fell silent.

... After all, when rubbing the bruises on Liang Xiao's body, if Liang Xiao tensed up because of too much pain, he would relax a lot after rubbing it twice carefully.

Huo Lan just drew inferences from one instance, and didn't know why it didn't work this time, so he was silent for a long while, and then he said in a low voice: "Persevere, it will be fine soon."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Liang Xiao didn't know why he insisted on this, but looking at Huo Lan who seemed to be seriously troubled, he still struggled to work his mind, and tried his best to hold on to the precarious logical line: "The housekeeper..."

Liang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief: "Did the housekeeper tell you something again?"

Although Liang Xiao couldn't figure it out, what did the housekeeper say to Mr. Huo, so that Mr. Huo could fool them into touching his ass in the middle of the night.

Also carrying some sort of prop, presumably a rope.

A good pillow will come to touch the butt in the middle of the night.

Don't hide when you touch it, or tie it with a rope, and tie the other end to the heating pipe.

Liang Xiao thought wildly, looked at Huo Lang and nodded slightly, and felt relieved: "What did you say?"

Huo Lan was silent for a while, then straightened up a little: "The dress must be ordered in advance, and the time can't be delayed any longer."

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

Huo Lan didn't intend to tell him at first, but Liang Xiao woke up and had to explain: "The butler said that you don't like being personally measured for clothes...I won't ask you why."

Everyone has their own very reluctant things, most of which stem from a memory that they don't want to think of anyway.

Huo Lan also has it himself, so he compares his heart with his heart, and doesn't want to bother Liang Xiao with this kind of thing.

Liang Xiao almost asked him why, swallowed hard, and vaguely figured out what the rope-like prop was: "So you came to measure it yourself..."

Huo Lan tensed his shoulders and nodded.

……fine.

At least he kept Mr. Huo's personality.

Liang Xiao was finally relieved and heaved a sigh of relief, inexplicably regretful: "But—"

But as early as Feiyang Pharmaceutical's experimental inhibitors were enrolled in the group and the statistics of the volunteers were collected, his measurements were reported together.

Liang Xiao did have recuperation during this period, but it was offset by several illnesses, and he couldn't talk about rest in the crew, and the change in body shape data was not very obvious.

The current measurements are not too different from those at the time of registration.

Huo Lan raised his eyes: "What?"

Liang Xiao almost said it, but his thoughts moved slightly, and he could swallow it back: "It's nothing."

Liang Xiao's ears were slightly hot, and he coughed: "Measure...you can also measure it."

Huo Lan's arms tensed silently, and his eyes fell on him.

Liang Xiao forced himself to be calm, stood up on the bed with soft legs, swayed, and was caught tightly by Huo Lan.

"Then test...wrong."

Liang Xiao didn't have the strength at first, so he simply leaned on Huo Lan to stand firm: "You can't lie down."

Huo Lan whispered: "How?"

Liang Xiao's face was hot, he gave him the tape measure, held Huo Lan's arm, and put it behind him.

Huo Lan was taller than Liang Xiao, with broad shoulders and long arms, so he leaned over to tightly trap people, and the strong and aggressive nature of the alpha was so obvious that he couldn't hide it at all.

Liang Xiao originally wanted to say a few more words, but now he couldn't protect himself, he bowed his head while listening to his heartbeat, stumbling: "Test, test."

Huo Lan remained silent for a while, then stretched out his hand, and carefully wrapped the measuring tape around.

Huo Lang closed his eyes and concentrated on it, carefully looking at the numbers on the tape measure.

He was negligent once. When he was talking about buying a house, he was abducted by Mr. Liang to chat. He didn't write it down immediately, and he forgot a lot after he went out.

This time is undoubtedly more important. The dress is of great significance to Mr. Liang, and if there is a slight error of a decimal point, it will inevitably not fit well.

Huo Lan learned from his experience, held the tape measure, and stood up straight with the data on his back silently.

Liang Xiao's ears were red, and he was a little embarrassed: "Why——"

Huo Lan sealed Mr. Liang's mouth.

Liang Xiao: "?"

Huo Lan turned around and walked out the door quickly.

Liang Xiao: "..."

The door of the side sleeper was closed coldly, covering the back of their boss Huo.

The room was silent.

Liang Xiao stood there blankly, helped himself off the edge of the table, and patted his own butt with his backhand.

Liang Xiao swayed back while supporting himself on the edge of the table, and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze.

Liang Xiao took out his mobile phone and dialed the manager's number.

"what happened?"

On the next day on the set, Duan Ming chased him all morning full of probing spirit: "What happened to you last night..."

Liang Xiao was still secretly trying to tense up and relax by himself, but after a while to no avail, he raised his head in frustration: "Huh?"

Duan Ming is really curious: "What made you call in the middle of the night and suddenly said that you want to practice—"

Liang Xiao: "Brother Duan."

Duan Ming: "...a kind of fruit plus body parts?"

Liang Xiao: "..."

Liang Xiao couldn't explain, opened his mouth and let out a long sigh, then looked back: "Is it really not round?"

Duan Ming was at a loss: "What?"

"It shouldn't be." Liang Xiao couldn't figure it out, and resisted the urge to touch it, "Is there something wrong with it?"

Duan Ming saw that he was almost talking, he was not at ease, he raised his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

Liang Xiao regained his senses and raised his head: "Brother Duan, what did you just say to me?"

Duan Ming suppressed his desire to explore, and told him the business: "The story is almost done, take a look, and if there is no problem, release it to create momentum."

Liang Xiao didn't want to reveal the truth of the past, but Duan Ming understood and was willing to fight for him.

The Xingguan side is very talkative, and the solution they give is to turn passive into active, hide sand in the sea and hide trees in the forest.

Since the number of theories that have been made up is already overwhelming, it is better to make up a few more.

"The kidnapping is the most widely circulated, and they perfected the details again, I almost believed it."

Duan Ming gave him the plan, and briefly mentioned a few words: "It's true, it's false, it's false, and there are some other theories mixed in, the popularity is not as good as this."

Liang Xiao took it over and took a closer look.

"The gossip account under Xingguan also mentioned one." Duan Ming said, "It may be that you had a different situation when you were young, because of some accidents, you didn't get the inhibitor, or you got the inhibitor but it didn't work."

Liang Xiao was a little worried, and frowned: "Does that mean..."

Duan Ming clicked on that Weibo for him.

Liang Xiao glanced at the comments, stunned for a while, and then slowly put down the phone: "Is the persuasion so low?"

"No one believed it, they all said it was a fabrication."

Duan Ming: "Someone else sorted out ten powerful reasons why this may not be true."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Liang Xiao pressed his forehead and muttered in a daze, "I'm overthinking..."

He was worried at first that there were too many rumors about the truth of this kind of thing, so he brainstormed and tried to gather up a close-to-none truth of the year.

Now it seems that the starting direction may be a thousand miles away.

"There is also a way." Duan Ming said, "This gossip account is registered by Xingguan Commercial. If we can't hide it in the future, we can also use this to say that we tried our best to explain it."

Liang Xiao nodded, feeling complicated: "I explained it, and then I was refuted by ten powerful reasons."

Duan Ming: "Yes."

Duan Ming remembered something again, and confirmed with him: "Is there anyone you knew who recognizes you now?"

Liang Xiao was stunned for a moment, and thought for a while: "It's hard to say."

Duan Ming: "When you were with Jiang Nanye A, you didn't use your own appearance, did you?"

"No." Liang Xiao was quite confident, "If he sees me again, unless I admit it, I probably won't recognize him."

Duan Ming: "Orphanage?"

Liang Xiao told the truth: "I sent six of them away, and the seventh dean packed my luggage for me, and tried his best to introduce me to the eighth house."

"..." Duan Ming glanced at him with some admiration, and nodded in reassurance: "That's fine, no one in that den of scammers would dare to make trouble."

Back then, Xiao Liang Xiao escaped death, and those liars who controlled the orphans to cheat nearly killed them, and what they did was shady, so I'm afraid it's too late to hide.

The timeliness of 20 years has not yet expired. If someone really came to him with a desire for profit, he might be able to follow the clues to find out the past and resort to legal procedures.

"Obviously as long as you tell the truth, fans alone can help you make up a bloody past."

Duan Ming worried about him, took a look at Liang Xiao, and couldn't help saying to him: "Now we are exhausting our efforts to make up stories."

Liang Xiao pulled the corner of his mouth: "Brother Duan, please forgive me."

Duan Ming didn't think it was troublesome, but he couldn't help feeling sorry for him, but Liang Xiao didn't allow anyone to mention it: "Okay, stop talking nonsense."

Liang Xiao worked hard, and Duan Ming also understood.

The explosion of pheromone is not a trivial matter after all, it really made the other party know that Liang Xiao almost lost his life back then, and the blow was like being chased by the miss back then and chopped [-] knives in a row.

Duan Ming sighed, resigned himself to his fate and patted him on the shoulder: "For your Jiangnan wild A."

Liang Xiao smiled: "It's not mine..."

Liang Xiao felt that it should be properly emphasized at such a time, coughed, and his ears burned: "Mine is not in Jiangnan."

Duan Ming got used to it, and subconsciously continued: "Where—"

Liang Xiaohong was very hot: "It's at the hotel."

Duan Ming was caught off guard, and he stuffed a handful of dog food into his mouth: "..."

Duan Ming didn't want to mention this matter at first, but after being stimulated by Liang Xiao, he remembered again: "You add a kind of fruit to your body parts—"

Liang Xiao stuffed the plan back into his manager's arms, picked up the script, and fled away in a storm.