Veteran King [Entertainment]

When Ling Mutian was guided into the reserved room by the waiter, Lin Qiao hadn't arrived yet.

He looked around, this room is very big, decorated in classical Chinese style, the palace lanterns are dim, and the beaded curtains are stacked on top of each other, giving him the illusion of traveling through time and space for a moment, but at the moment the ice bucket has been placed on the Eight Immortals table in the center of the room And champagne, a reminder that he's still alive.

He noticed that there were two double doors directly opposite him, he tentatively pushed them open, took a look inside, and immediately a hot breath rose to his face.

"This old goblin!" He cursed inwardly, closed the door immediately, walked quickly to the Eight Immortals' table and sat down, but was so upset that he couldn't sit still, and would get up and walk around a few times from time to time, his eyes couldn't help but always Run to those two doors.

After he tossed and tossed for more than ten minutes, there was a soft knock at the door, and when he looked back, he was immediately stunned.

Lin Qiao's elegant pure white Hanfu made his face look like a crown jade, handsome and impeccable, and his waist-length hair made him look chic and unrestrained.

"You...didn't change your costume?"

Seeing Lin Qiao's outfit in this scene, Ling Mutian started to be in a trance again, and it took him a while to find his own voice.

Lin Qiao curled up the flowing hem of the Hanfu, "Today, I'm participating in an ancient style exchange event. The organizer requires the guests to wear Hanfu. I'm afraid you'll wait too long before you have time to change."

After he came in, he first pressed a button on the wall, and he seemed to be quite familiar with this place, "The waiter will serve the food in a while, I'll take a shower and change clothes first."

"Lin...Brother Lin." Ling Mutian called Lin Qiao to stop.

Lin Qiao looked back at him when she heard it, her eyes flashed, her raised eyeliner looked extraordinarily charming in the dim and warm light, "Huh? What's the matter with calling me brother?"

Lin Qiao's voice was low, and that "um" was gentle and provocative.

Ling Mutian's heart skipped a beat when he saw this glance, he couldn't help Lin Qiao's aggressive eyes, and slightly turned his eyes away, "Let's wash up after eating, I'm hungry."

Lin Qiao readily agreed, "Sure, children are more likely to get hungry."

He walked to the Eight Immortals table, sat opposite to Ling Mutian, and observed the expression on his face closely.

"How is today, is it going well?"

"Well, it went well." Ling Mutian replied.

"How are you getting along with the rest of the crew?" Lin Qiao obviously asked this question after knowing what happened during the day.

Ling Mutian hesitated for a while before answering: "There is a small problem, I can handle it."

Lin Qiao curled up the corners of her mouth and smiled lightly, then reached out and tapped his forehead, "Little Carrot, your mouth is stubborn."

Ling Mutian was about to say something when there was a light knock on the door, and after getting Lin Qiao's response, he brought up all the dishes. All of them were well-trained, and their eyes were only on the plate they were in charge of. Never look around.After setting it up, they filed out with their heads down.

"I asked them to specially prepare champagne, my treasure, try it." Lin Qiao opened the champagne herself, and poured half a glass for Ling Mutian.

"You still have a show tomorrow, so don't drink too much." Lin Qiao instructed.

Ling Mutian nodded. To be honest, he didn't get along with Lin Qiao for a long time, but he was somewhat dependent on Lin Qiao. Occasionally, he felt that Lin Qiao was like his father. Of course, Lin Qiao did math with him. Teacher's dad has nothing in common.It's a bit perverted to think so, but he just can't help it sometimes.Both of them were tired this day, it was already past the meal time, the food on the table was eaten very quickly, Lin Qiao drank more than he ate, one glass after another, Ling Mutian frowned.

"Brother Lin, drink less, it's bad for your throat."

Lin Qiao listened to persuasion, put down the wine glass and stopped touching each other.

Maybe it was because he drank a little too much, his eyes were a little hazy, and there was a faint blush on his white cheeks.

Ever since the two of them had a substantial relationship last time, Ling Mutian found that he was a little too concerned about the person's every move in front of him.Even sometimes when he just passed by himself, he would feel a slender but flexible line protruding from the side of his ribs close to the person, and the other end was connected to the ribs of the person in front of him. This thread will get longer and longer, and his ribs will be sore, and his whole body will be pulled over.

At this moment, Lin Qiao was a little drunk, Ling Mutian couldn't help looking at the past from time to time, and realized for the first time that men can also bring disaster to the country and the people.

After eating, the two drank another cup of tea, which was made by Lin Qiao herself.

After drinking a cup of tea slowly, Lin Qiao sighed comfortably, "Okay, I'm tired, you have to film tomorrow morning, go back early, is Sun Taotao waiting for you nearby, if not, ask the waiter to help you car."

Ling Mutian was obviously taken aback, he thought..., his eyes once again glanced at the two antique doors leading to the bedroom.

Did he date someone else tonight?Ling Mutian remembered that the agreement he had signed before said that he was required to be completely loyal and single-minded to Lin Qiao, but he didn't have any requirements for Lin Qiao in this regard.

Thinking of this, Ling Mutian's expression changed, and he felt resentful in his heart, unable to take a step forward.

"I'm not leaving." He stuck his neck in the middle of the room, as if someone owed him money.

Lin Qiao looked at him in surprise, "Are you losing your temper?"

Ling Mutian knew that his current behavior was too immature, but he didn't know when it started, it was difficult for him to restrain his emotions in front of Lin Qiao.

Lin Qiao stared at him for a while, then smiled as if realizing something, "Be coquettish with my brother, okay, if you don't leave, you won't leave."

He patted Ling Mutian's cheek, and pinched it again, "Xiao Ling, give me a massage, okay?"

Only then did Ling Mutian calm down, and followed Lin Qiao in silently. Seeing him open the two doors, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he felt a little nervous for no reason.

Lin Qiao waved away the layers of curtains, and the Han clothes on his body fell to the ground layer by layer, until only his inner garment was left. He had already walked to the side of a small bathtub in the bedroom. The water smelled of sulfur. It seems to be hot spring water, and white and red petals are scattered on the water, emitting a moving and moist aroma.

"Xiao Ling, let's wash together." Lin Qiao invited.

Of course Ling Mutian remembered that he had taken a bath before coming here, but he obviously didn't intend to say this, but quickly took off his clothes, stepped down into the bathtub first, and looked up at Lin Qiao who was standing beside him.

Lin Qiao smiled slightly, stretched out her slender and white fingers, and unbuttoned the skirt of the skirt, and the soft white undershirt slipped gently to the ground.

Until his whole body was submerged in the water, leaving only his slightly thin but delicate and white shoulders, Ling Mutian didn't take his gaze away.

The author has something to say: I'm really bored, I can't stand myself anymore, I haven't finished writing this plot yet, so what, continue to the next chapter.

I actually miscalculated the number of words. I have to update more than 3000 words tomorrow and the next day to meet the requirements of the list. My horrible calculation ability!

In fact, I am an author who needs encouragement very much. If tomorrow is sunny, can you leave me a message to spread flowers or something? O(∩_∩)O~