Pet Handbook

"Because she sent someone to deliver the script." Chen Xiangqing said in a deep voice.

"Please, I can tell from the handwriting on it that I wrote it. How could Liu Yiman do his homework so seriously!" Lan Jingling rubbed her temples with a headache, completely wondering why Chen Xiangqing would put her credit on Liu Yiman's homework. On a vine.

"You wrote it?" Chen Xiangqing frowned, "But it even marked the role of the heroine."

"Hmph, that's all the part where you play against me, okay?" Lan Jingling turned her face away awkwardly, "I lost a lot of hair to find it all, and I rushed to work all night to make annotations, and I felt that I was very great. "

"How can I trust you?" A cold smile flashed across Chen Xiangqing's face, "I can deliver it to me by hand, but I have to use express delivery. I don't understand the logic."

"Because..." Back to the beginning of the topic, Lan Jingling decided to go all out with a cheeky face, "Because I want to be a hero behind the scenes, everyone has heroism, so what's the problem?"

"Really?" Chen Xiangqing was puzzled.

Carefully observing Lan Jingling's expression, his face was full of sincerity, and there was a voice in his heart clamoring for him to believe her.But Lan Jingling's acting skills can also be used as a textbook, Chen Xiangqing hesitated.

"Oh, you have such a strange personality!" Lan Jingling said helplessly, "Turn the script to the place where your character appears, and I'll check the marked content with you, so it can always prove that I wrote it."

Looking at Lan Jingling's helpless face, Chen Xiangqing suddenly felt that her suspicion seemed a little hurtful.

Maybe Lan Jingling really wanted to make friends with her, and she really wanted to make friends with her heart, so she helped her again and again behind her back, Chen Xiangqing pursed her lips, and cast aside her villain in her heart heart of.

"I'm sorry." A barely audible voice squeezed out of Chen Xiangqing's throat.

"Ah...?" Lan Jingling's eyes widened, feeling that hearing Chen Xiangqing's apology was more frightening than being questioned by Chen Xiangqing.

"I went to the bar with Wei Yan that night, and saw you and Liu Yiman together, so I became suspicious." Now that the conversation was over, Chen Xiangqing simply told the whole thing.

"Oh, that night..." Lan Jingling pouted as if remembering something, and admitted, "It was true that I betrayed my appearance that day."

Betrayed...hue?

Lightly glanced at Lan Jingling's body, which was not well developed except for her height. Although there was a radish and a pit, someone would buy it, but Chen Xiangqing began to believe in the figure in front of her. , Liu Yiman really has bad eyesight and is no different from being blind.

"Please explain the look in your eyes." Lan Jingling sensitively sensed a disdainful gaze passing by her.

"It's nothing, I just think Liu Yiman is quite tolerant." Chen Xiangqing replied implicitly.

"For example?" Sensing the sarcasm, Lan Jingling decided to ask why.

"Bath and sleep." Chen Xiangqing forcibly cut off the topic.

Even if, as Lan Jingling said, she stole the script for herself by selling her luster, Chen Xiangqing still felt that Liu Yiman's name should be added to the list of thanks.

If he could remain so calm after losing the script, it must be that Liu Yiman deliberately missed the opportunity for Lan Jingling to steal it, after all, he is the guy who eats.

As for how Lan Jingling betrayed her appearance, Chen Xiangqing didn't want to pursue it at all, maybe it was just her way of getting along with Liu Yiman.

"Wait!" Lan Jingling sat down on the ground unhappily, "You don't even ask me how I sacrificed myself, what price I paid and what great inner struggle I had to get you the script?"

"Are you missing a piece of meat?" Chen Xiangqing asked without looking back.

"No." Although she didn't understand the intention of the question, Lan Jingling answered honestly.

"That means there is an extra piece of meat?" Chen Xiangqing continued to ask.

"No." Lan Jingling shook her head.

"Oh." After the questioning, Chen Xiangqing walked into the bathroom.

Based on factual cognition, Chen Xiangqing silently felt that Liu Yiman's sacrifice seemed to be greater.

In order to see Lan Jingling traveling from the film and television base of Birds of No Shit to two places that take more than eight hours to reach by high-speed rail, and to return to the crew to film the next day, thinking about it this way, I really think Liu Yiman has worked harder .

"You..." Lan Jingling, who was hurt by the simple word, stared fiercely at the closed bathroom door, searched all her life's vocabulary, but couldn't find a suitable word to describe the ungrateful Chen Xiangqing.

No, ungrateful seems to be a good word, but it seems a little too serious.Lan Jingling could only crouch back to the suitcase in frustration, winking at a bottle of iodophor in the medical bag.

Chen Xiangqing's luggage is really simple, except for some daily necessities and a change of clothes, it is a small bag of anti-inflammatory drugs and emergency supplies. Compared with the things she asked her assistant to pack, Lan Jingling suddenly felt that her two big boxes could be equivalent to Chen Xiangqing's several wardrobes.

What a person who doesn't treat herself kindly, Lan Jingling complained secretly, and couldn't tell whether the feeling in her heart was pity or something else.

"You don't need to wash your hair today, the wound is prone to inflammation if it is soaked in water." Chen Xiangqing's voice suddenly appeared on the top of his head.

This guy sleeps without underwear, this is Lan Jingling's first reaction when he sees it, although he seems to have known about it a long time ago.

Old-fashioned pajamas wrapped hands and feet tightly, so boring. This is something Lan Jingling is eager to change. Fortunately, she cleverly asked her assistant to bring an extra box of clothes.

"Restrain your eyes, eat a few more papayas if you're envious." The bath towel and Shen Xiangqing's disgusted tone hit Lan Jingling's forehead at the same time.

"Why do I dislike you so much?" Pulling the towel off her head, Lan Jingling, who had been punctured, defended herself embarrassingly.

"Okay, don't sleep with me if you can." Chen Xiangqing nodded calmly.

"Hum!" Lan Jingling hummed dissatisfiedly, and took a bath that was pleasing to the eye.

When she catches someone's weakness, she pokes it to death, and she can tell at a glance that she is not a serious person. Fortunately, she is still wearing such conservative pajamas, Lan Jingling complains like self-hypnosis in her heart.

If it weren't for your good looks and body, which happened to be the loli shape that big sister likes, I wouldn't have looked at you more.Although they were classmates for three and a half years, Lan Jingling has been sneaking peeks and envying Chen Xiangqing in private.

It's rare to find a chance to present a contract, and she can go over to strike up a conversation openly. Lan Jingling's heart was full of joy, but she didn't expect that the hot face had a hard door, and it was okay to be rejected by Chen Xiangqing mercilessly. He came up and was disliked by all kinds of people.

Although, Lan Jingling experienced a series of inexplicable and embarrassing behaviors that even she was not very satisfied with.

Looking at herself up and down in the mirror, Lan Jingling has been very helpless. Obviously everyone goes to class and trains every day. Why doesn't she have a career line and a vest line at the same time? Could it be that this is God's retribution for people who can't eat fat.

Probably so, the more Lan Jingling thought about it, the more she felt that her conclusion was very reasonable, otherwise, with an angelic face and a devilish body, she would be the cosmic princess in the dog blood novel.

Even if Chen Xiangqing is good-looking and has a good body proportion, so what, she is half a head shorter than herself, touching her head every minute to scare her into crying, Lan Jingling nodded secretly, the problem that had been bothering her was finally solved.

I and Chen Xiangqing are clearly two people who complement each other, the eldest lady who is held in the palm of my hand and the wild girl who lives in the market, the girly sister who can take care of others, and the witch who only dislikes others.

"Tsk, no matter how you think about it, they are a match made in heaven." Lan Jingling muttered to herself in conclusion.

Unknowingly touching her cheek with her hand, Lan Jingling found that her face was slightly flushed down to the base of her ears, she really felt a little excited after thinking about it.

"Hey, did you drown inside?" There was a knock on the door, and Chen Xiangqing appeared outside the door with lukewarm concern.

"No, I..." The lust was interrupted, Lan Jingling glanced at the bathroom door in a panic, and the sentence she answered was interrupted by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Shocked by the sudden situation, Chen Xiangqing hesitated for a few seconds, guessing that the restless person inside must have made something wrong, so Chen Xiangqing pushed the door and walked in.

A huge, naked monster was grinning and collapsed on the ground in a strange posture, as if it had no intention of getting up immediately.

The body is not as bad as it looks, for some reason, seeing the scene in front of her, Chen Xiangqing's first reaction was not to go to help the person up, but to glance at Lan Jingling without a trace.

"Damn that shameless Hun Dan who threw soap everywhere, and killed Dad!" With one hand on the ground, Lan Jingling rubbed her sore buttocks with the other hand.

"You...you can get up by yourself..." There was an inexplicable heat on her face, and Chen Xiangqing suddenly felt like laughing.

The piece of soap on the ground was originally used by Chen Xiangqing to wash clothes, but it was temporarily placed on the sink, and Lan Jingling probably rubbed it against her feet when she was caring for herself.

"Move your eyes and I should be able to get up." Sensing Chen Xiangqing's probing eyes on her, Lan Jingling's face turned even redder.

"Then I'm going out..." Chen Xiangqing rushed out the door as if fleeing, afraid that if she was a step too late, she would die laughing on the spot.

Listening to the undisguised laughter of the door, Lan Jingling felt aggrieved in her heart, saying that the sympathy flooded with maternal brilliance would illuminate the future.

"I'm not blushing because I'm embarrassed, but because I fell too hurt!" Lan Jingling yelled at the door, trying to win some face for herself.

"Oh...puhahahaha..." Chen Xiangqing was out of breath and perfunctory.