President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

Huo Lan was a little shocked, raised his head in silence for a while, and praised him as much as he could: "Very... nice."

Liang Xiao: "..."

"Very loud."

Huo Lan vaguely saw the shiny debris, but he didn't quite know what it was, so he hesitated for a while: "I can see—"

Liang Xiao really didn't have the face to listen, so he dragged people around and babbled indiscriminately, and blocked the [-]-word argumentative essay Mr. Huo was going to conceive to praise Er Tijiao.

Huo Lan wanted to speak again at first, but he kissed her in the cold night wind, his ears burned unconsciously, he quietly let Mr. Liang lead him, and stopped talking.

Liang Xiao would not be able to express his thoughts for a while, so he jumped up and looked at it, and he was relieved to confirm that no one followed the sound to arrest people.

With quick hands and feet, Liang Xiao took the water bottle he had prepared earlier and completely wiped out the fairy wand that had burnt out sparks, destroyed the corpse and wiped out the traces, and dragged Mr. Huo away from the scene of the crime quickly.

There was a mysterious loud noise in the middle of the night, and it was Mr. Huo's master bedroom that attacked.

The assistant team and the security team were also frightened and rushed to the outside of the presidential suite to rescue the sealed butler.

"Your...surprise."

The butler was getting old, so he asked someone to clean up the broken glass, and negotiated compensation with the hotel overnight. Seeing Liang Xiao again, he still had lingering fears: "Next time, you can keep your voice down..."

Liang Xiao felt ashamed: "Next time I will buy it myself."

Fireworks are hard to come by even if you want to buy them for a while. Liang Xiao searched around, but didn't find any business in this area of ​​food delivery and running errands, so he simply thought about the props of the crew.

The location of the set is relatively remote, and Liang Xiao even checked it specifically to confirm that the area they belong to is far away from the city center and is not in the restricted area of ​​fireworks and firecrackers.

Thinking about it now, it might have been a hint of fate when I checked the permission to set off fireworks and firecrackers.

Fireworks are not the only things that can be set off.

And firecrackers.

Looking back now, Liang Xiao still couldn't figure it out, pressed his forehead: "Then don't you want me to put kicks on the roof..."

Although the young master is also a young general who leads troops, the second kick is too sonorous and powerful.

Liang Xiao thought about it, and tried his best to find an explanation for the crew that they didn't understand the market conditions for prop purchase, and planned to go to the set tomorrow to remind them of Director Jin.

After all, the equipment of the crew is much more expensive than glass.

If it was accidentally broken, Director Jin would be better, and the production director might be blackened on the set.

"But your trick is also very good."

Seeing him in a daze, the housekeeper quickly encouraged him: "The aim is very accurate. I'm afraid the master bedroom will be unoccupied for a few days. Before the glass is repaired, Mr. Huo may have to squeeze in the side sleeper with you."

Liang Xiao couldn't explain it, and felt a headache: "I'm not—"

Liang Xiao came back to his senses, a little pleasantly surprised: "Is Mr. Huo coming to my room?"

"I'm afraid to disturb your rest."

The housekeeper was not polite to him, and leaned over and whispered in a low voice: "The hotel said it could be repaired in one day, so we tried our best to delay it to three days."

Liang Xiao's eyes were shining brightly: "Is it okay for five days?"

"Not for five days." The experienced butler shook his head, "More than four days, Mr. Huo asked us to buy a piece of glass by ourselves."

Liang Xiao felt a little regretful: "It's fine."

"Thank you for your hard work." Liang Xiao added, "I will pay for the loss of the hotel."

The butler quickly waved his hand: "No, no, no..."

Liang Xiao smiled: "One thing to say."

The butler was stunned for a while, met Liang Xiao's gaze, and nodded: "Okay."

The housekeeper wrote it down and didn't persuade him any more: "Mr. Huo's side——"

Liang Xiao: "There is me."

The butler was completely relieved, heaved a sigh of relief and nodded again and again. He made a cheering gesture to Mr. Liang, and hurried out to negotiate with the hotel urgently.

Liang Xiao tossed up and down inside and out for a long time, and when he entered the room with tightly wrapped clothes, he was blown by the warm air from the air conditioner, and he was already sweating.

Liang Xiao felt a little hot, so he took it off and put it on, and went into the side sleeper lightly.

To delay the repair time with the hotel, Huo Lan was excluded by the concerted efforts of the whole team, lying on his side alone, standing in front of the window, looking out.

Liang Xiao stood at the door of the side sleeper, thought about the angle he was looking at, and suddenly felt a little pain in his heart.

That direction...is the fireworks he set off.

The sparks were completely extinguished, and the streamer melted into the pitch-black night, leaving nothing behind.

I can't see anything anymore.

Huo Lan was still watching.

Liang Xiao felt distressed, closed the door and walked over lightly, ready to give Mr. Huo a visible and tangible love surprise.

Huo Lan was very sensitive to the sound of footsteps. Liang Xiao had just aimed at his back, but Huo Lan had already turned around in time to catch Mr. Liang who was flying up into the air.

Liang Xiao: "..."

Huo Lan didn't know what to do next, looked at him, quietly waiting for Liang Xiao to teach.

Liang Xiao hugged his shoulders and lowered his head, his heart softened, he took the initiative to lie down, and put a sticker on Huo Lan's neck: "Are you scared?"

When Liang Xiao was a child, not only did he let Er Tijiao go, but he also let go of the drought thunder.Even if you haven't touched it in these years, it's not too difficult to accept.

Children who grew up in big cities and have never seen Er Tijiao before will inevitably be intimidated by the power.

Liang Xiao patted Huo Lang's back and grunted twice, raised his head to comfort Mr. Huo, and suddenly kissed him softly between his brows.

Liang Xiao's heart was beating fast, and he instinctively used his arms and legs to wrap Huo Lan together.

"Not afraid." Huo Lan said, "Very—"

The effect of the latter is really hard to describe in terms of aesthetics. Huo Lang was silent for a while, and then turned his thoughts back to the streamer that painted the smiling face: "It's very beautiful."

Huo Lan hugged Liang Xiao tightly, wrapped him into his chest, and gently kissed Liang Xiao's eyes: "Thank you."

Liang Xiao especially liked this kind of intimacy, he was embarrassed to make a sound, his ears became hot, he pursed his lips and shook his head.

Huo Lan called him softly: "Liang Xiao."

"You're welcome." Liang Xiao really couldn't hold back his private goods, coughed, and buried his red face in his neck, "If you have to thank me, let's take a shower together—it's okay to take a shower."

Huo Lan was slightly startled, stroked his hair, and lowered his head to meet Liang Xiao's gaze.

Liang Xiao had the audacity to verbally molested Mr. Huo, he was so hot that he naturally formed a ball, and quickly curled up into an inseparable ball in his arms.

Huo Lan thought about it carefully, and vaguely guessed the reason: "Don't remember?"

Liang Xiao: "!!"

Liang Xiao knew that something serious must have happened during his fragmentation, and he was worried: "Did I drag you into the bathroom after I got drunk?"

Huo Lan shook his head.

Liang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly recovered his human form.

"I did it myself."

Huo Lan hugged him and put him on the sofa, half squatted down, and unbuttoned his collar: "You weren't sober at that time...I don't worry."

Liang Xiao felt a little comforted, and patted his chest twice: "That's it."

"You didn't drag me into the bathroom." Huo Lan, "You just dragged me into the bathtub."

Liang Xiao patted his chest: "..."

Huo Lan took care of Mr. Liang who was drunk for one night, and he had already been tortured very skillfully. He wrapped his arms around Liang Xiao's shoulders and let him lean on his shoulders.

Liang Xiao disassembled and reassembled in a trance, noticing that Huo Lan was holding the hem of his clothes, and quickly became hot: "No need—"

Huo Lan was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyes.

With strong willpower, Liang Xiao controlled his mouth, swallowed the words abruptly, sacrificed his life for righteousness, shoulders straightened: "No, don't stop."

Huo Lan stretched out his hand to support him, and looked at Liang Xiao's hard board on the sofa, the corners of his lips unconsciously lifted, and he withdrew his hand.

Liang Xiao regretted to death: "I really don't have to stop..."

Huo Lan held his hand, bowed his head and kissed his knuckles lightly, covering his eyes.

Liang Xiao was stunned.

Huo Lan closed his eyes in the palm of his hand, stopped looking, and raised his hand to unbutton the buttons accurately, meticulously and meticulously, helping Mr. Liang to make all the preparations before entering the bathroom in an orderly manner.

……

Liang Xiao came out of the bathroom and was scalded until the next morning.

Probably because Mr. Huo, who was left behind in the hotel, was nagging, he felt something, and sneezed several times on the set.

"Not necessarily." Duan Ming carefully looked at his face, "Did you catch a cold?"

Liang Xiao: "...is it so real?"

"Let you take off your clothes in a hurry when it's hot."

Duan Ming is used to him getting colds and fevers all the time: "I don't even need to ask, I just know that you'll be shivering when you come back to your room sweating again."

Liang Xiao was speechless: "..."

A few years ago, Liang Xiao's health was really bad. He wished he could catch a cold, and he almost drank cold medicine as tea, and now he has a lot of it at home.

This time, it was early spring and it was cold in the spring. After tossing and tossing for so long, he only caught a cold once. Duan Ming was actually quite content: "Boss Huo has taken care of you well."

"Why is it—"

Liang Xiao retorted in the middle, suddenly felt that this statement was quite good, and happily nodded in agreement: "Mr. Huo has raised me well."

Duan Mingchen decided that he was hopeless, so he glanced at Liang Xiao angrily, asked his assistant to make a cup of cold medicine, and poked it in front of him: "Drink."

Liang Xiao sneezed again, took the granule and downed it in one gulp, rubbing his still hot face.

If you really have a cold, the timing of the card will not delay things at all.

The pre-episode episodes that could be filmed in early spring have already been filmed. These few days are the scenes where the young master fled with injuries and illnesses. The set painting style of the crew has changed accordingly.

However, Director Jin also likes to lead him to familiarize himself with the scene: "This is a stable, this is a ruined temple, this is a thatch pile, you have to sleep in each of these places for the night..."

Liang Xiao shivered, and didn't think about it again: "Are there many sessions today?"

"It's okay." Duan Ming looked at it, "The three scenes are all matinee scenes, which are about the same as usual... What's wrong?"

Liang Xiao coughed, and couldn't help showing off: "Mr. Huo is living on his side for the past few days, and I want to go back early today."

When Liang Xiao woke up this morning, Huo Lan had already started working beside his bed.

Cloudy days are easy to make people lazy and relaxed, and the lights around them are warm, Liang Xiaotuan sleeps warmly and comfortably under the quilt, listening to the slight sound of Huo Lan typing on the keyboard, almost feels that this life is not in vain.

Although the two of them also lived in a suite before, living together like this feels different after all.

Duan Ming was surprised: "Boss Huo slept with you?"

Liang Xiao liked his statement very much, and nodded happily: "Yes."

Duan Ming almost felt like a flower was blooming on the top of his head: "Because you blew up the window of the master bedroom?"

Liang Xiao: "..."

Duan Ming didn't follow him last night, but after hearing all kinds of rumors this morning, he was inevitably shocked: "Or was it fried with a fairy stick?"

Liang Xiao was even asked this morning if he used Jumping Sky Monkey, but he gave up explaining, and said, "...Yes."

"I said this trick was useful." Duan Ming was very interested, "Look back and look for it, and I will prepare a broken window hammer for you..."

Liang Xiao became angry from embarrassment, dropped the script, turned around and left.

Liang Xiao asked his assistant to make another cup of cold medicine, hurried back, and poured it coldly into the mouth of the manager who made a mistake.