Veteran King [Entertainment]

When Ling Mutian entered the door, he happened to run into Dr. Li who was about to leave. After a brief chat, he realized that Lin Qiao was ill again.

After bidding farewell to Dr. Li, when he went upstairs, he deliberately walked lightly, entered his room and cleaned himself in a hurry, and then came to the door of the next room.

He was worried that Lin Qiao had already fallen asleep and knocking on the door would disturb him, so he tentatively pushed the door lightly, and it opened just like that. The two pairs of eyes on the bed inside the door looked over at the same time, and Ling Mutian burst into flames. On the forehead. "Is the kindergarten on holiday?" Lin Qiao asked him with a smile, raising her arms so that Jian Yu could put on her pajamas for herself.

Jian Yu's movements were quite skillful, and Lin Qiao was quite comfortable being served, but Ling Mutian didn't like it no matter what. "I'll do it." After saying that, Ling Mutian walked over quickly, taking a moment to sit between Jian Yu and Lin Qiao.

Jian Yu stood up naturally, "Then I'll go out first, Mr. Lin's knee disease relapsed, and the pain was severe. Dr. Li told me to do hot compresses every day."

Ling Mutian nodded to show that he understood.

When Jian Yu left the room, Ling Mu rolled up Lin Qiao's loose pajama pants.

Lin Qiao is about 175cm tall, not tall among men, but her legs are quite long.

Ling Mutian glanced at the two bare legs, and found that they were not only long and straight, but also white. He didn't know how Lin Qiao, an old fairy, took care of them. Even the skin on the legs was so delicate that even a hair He couldn't see it, and it upset him.

Seeing Lin Qiao's pale face, he suppressed the fluctuation in his heart, reached out and tentatively touched Lin Qiao's right knee, "Is it here? Let me give you a massage first, okay?"

Lin Qiao stretched her body and leaned against the head of the bed, "The root of the old disease is at the root of it, you should be more gentle."

Ling Mutian immediately got busy when he got the response, kneading slowly with neither light nor heavy hands.

"Is it the play "The Lotus in the Water"?"

Ling Mutian asked a question without thinking, but Lin Qiao understood what he meant immediately after hearing it.

"Have you seen it?" Lin Qiao asked with interest.

Ling Mutian hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "They said it was your masterpiece."

Lin Qiao's eyes flickered, and a look of sadness and resentment flashed by.

"If you haven't seen it, how do you know that I was injured by falling from a horse in that movie?" Lin Qiao smiled slyly, and her emotions changed quite quickly, so quickly that Ling Mutian suspected that she was dazzled.

"I read the news." Ling Mutian replied in a low voice, focusing on the movements of his hands.

Lin Qiao leaned forward, looked at Ling Mutian's handsome face with her head and smiled, her mood improved when she saw a beauty, the more she looked at her, the more pleasing she was, and she would do nothing every day, it was very nourishing to put such a beauty at home. .

"You were only young at that time, you haven't graduated from high school, you still remember the news for so long, so are you my fan?" Lin Qiao teased.

"How is it possible!" Ling Mutian resolutely denied it, quite hurting the old man's face.

However, Lin Qiao has always been thick-skinned, even a knife can't pierce it, this little embarrassment is nothing at all, instead he smiled dotingly, leaned over and kissed Ling Mutian on the face.

Ling Mutian hurriedly wiped his face, and complained bitterly: "Are you wearing lipstick again? It will rub on my face."

Lin Qiao laughed heartily, "I just like you like this!"

Ling Mutian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and stared at Lin Qiao with an unbelievable expression on his face, and then he showed a suddenly realized expression as if he understood something. After a while, the base of his ears turned red, and he turned his eyes away. Concentrate on the task at hand again.

There was a moment of silence between the two, and Lin Qiao squinted her eyes to enjoy the pain relief from the knee massage.

"Today on the set..." Ling Mutian stopped talking halfway.

"Huh?" Lin Qiao responded slowly.

"You are sick, I will take care of you at home these few days." Ling Mutian said.

"Okay." Lin Qiao responded lightly, "You've been working so hard on filming day and night these days, so I just took this opportunity to rest and adjust for a few days, and when you return to the set in a few days, then everything will be resolved, you don't have to worry .”

Ling Mutian shook his head, "I can solve this matter myself."

"Oh?" Lin Qiao opened her eyes and stared at him, "How do you plan to solve it, let me hear."

"Don't worry, I will finish filming this movie smoothly." Ling Mutian promised.

Since Ling Mutian refused to tell, Lin Qiao didn't ask anymore, and he didn't feel disobedient, but found his stubborn temper very interesting.

"Next, it's time for you to shoot the scenes on the island. The key scenes are all at this stage. How about it? Are you sure?"

When Lin Qiao had a knee problem, she especially liked to chat. Through conversations, she could somewhat divert her attention, which seemed to reduce the pain. Moreover, he was indeed very concerned about Ling Mutian's situation.

"Have you personally read the script of "Iwo Jima"?" Ling Mutian was a little surprised.

"Of course I've read it. I wrote the summary of your script for you." Lin Qiao smiled lovingly, "For you, a little thing, I have put a lot of thought into it!"

Looking at the old and unscrupulous appearance of the person in front of him, Ling Mutian didn't feel angry at all. Instead, he felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart, just like a girl who loves beauty likes others to praise her for her beauty.

"Do you want me to play with you?" Lin Qiao continued to ask.

Ling Mutian's eyes lit up, he didn't realize it before, but since Chen Shang joined the crew, he realized the gap between himself, so he looked forward to Lin Qiao's proposal very much.

But after glancing at Lin Qiao's still pale face, she gave up, "Forget about today, you should go to bed early if you are sick."

"I'll fetch hot water to give you a warm compress, just wait a moment." After saying that, Ling Mutian carefully covered Lin Qiao's two long legs with a quilt, went to wash his hands and drank some hot water before returning.

After the towel was soaked in hot water, wring it dry and put it on Lin Qiao's knees. As soon as it touched the skin, Lin Qiao frowned and snorted softly.

"Be patient, it won't work well if it gets cold." Ling Mutian grabbed his hand to prevent him from pulling the towel off.

"Hehe." Lin Qiao looked at her tightly grasped hand and chuckled twice, "Xiao Ling, you are so considerate."

Ling Mutian's ears turned red again.

After the hot compress, Ling Mutian helped Lin Qiao lie down on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and dimmed the desk lamp.

"Do you want me to stay with you?" Ling Mutian sat by the bed, lowered his body and looked at Lin Qiao.

Lin Qiao still laughed, "Uncle can't afford to torment today, and in a few days, uncle will definitely love you very much!"

Ling Mutian's face turned red now, "I...I didn't mean that..."

"Okay, I'm teasing you, I know you want to take care of me at night," Lin Qiao smiled, her brows were curved, the first half of the sentence was quite normal, and the second half of the sentence was also normal when she listened to it abruptly. Said: "Don't worry, if there is a need, I will call you."

Ling Mutian heard it, and blushed so much that he was about to bleed, so he turned around and left, not daring to stay for another second.

The author has something to say: the big villain seems to appear in the next chapter, but with my level of obsession, it's really hard to say.

Hey, what about Mr. Chu Chang, forgive the author for being too old and unable to do what he wants, hehe