alternate performance

The soda can on the cushion was knocked down by Xu Chenhe, and the can body tilted and fell to the ground, spilling the unfinished beer on the floor.

Gu Congran took a big step back, and then looked at Xu Chenhe on the bay window, who was looking at him blankly with his legs shrunk.

"Come here, don't get your shoes wet." Gu Congran opened his arms towards him.

Xu Chenhe, who had just vowed in his heart to draw a clear line with the other party, immediately shook his head: "Go and call the waiter to come over and clean up."

"Let them appreciate the dazzling big stars on the screen who are trapped by the bay window?" Gu Congma calmly watched him make a fool of himself while copying his handle.

The ground was splashed wet a lot, Xu Chenhe reckoned that his sense of balance was not good enough, he would definitely fall into the mud when jumping over the dripping wine, he gave up this idea, and spread his hands towards Gu Congran: "Please, help me Bring the mask and hat."

"I really won't take it anymore." Gu Congran said.

Xu Chenhe weighed inwardly, it was better to make a fool of himself in front of Gu Congran than to let strangers see the joke. He kicked off the cotton mop on his feet, stood on the bay window and made a posture ready to jump.

"Where are you standing in the long jump?" Gu Cong said with a smile on his mouth, and took his hands out of his pockets in case he couldn't catch Xu Chenhe.

The bay window was a certain height from the ground, Xu Chenhe was ready to lie down when he jumped over it, but Gu Congran took him firmly into his arms.

A few minutes later, the hotel waiter arrived quickly with cleaning tools. The sound of cleaning the floor could be heard from the bedroom. Xu Shenhe nestled on the sofa in the living room, turning the TV channel boredly. The volume of the TV could not cover the sound of the washing machine.

"Do you want to say what you haven't finished?" Gu Cong fired another can of beer.

Xu Chenhe squinted at him: "We'll talk about it later."

"When will it be?" Gu Congran pinched the indentation on the beer can, "I'll give you 3 minutes, if you don't say anything within the time limit, it will be void."

"Who asked you to make the rules of the game?" Xu Chenhe's volume was mixed with the high-decibel noise made by the scrubber, revealing a sense of powerlessness, "Only you treat our relationship as a game every time."

Gu Congran's temper was challenged again and again, his throat seemed to be stuck by something, he put the can on the coffee table, and put his elbows on his knees to suffocate.

Moved the can to the center of the coffee table, Xu Chenhe said: "Don't put it on the side, so as not to spill it again."

Before he retracted his hand, he was held back, Gu Congran raised his eyebrows at him: "Did you just say you liked me?"

There was a rare joy in his eyes, a confirmation of something that had been elusive for so long.Xu Chenhe's wrist was tightly gripped, and he suddenly recalled the handcuffs that Gu Congran had used on him, after all, he couldn't tell whether the other party was there for a hint of conquest or for the same throbbing heartbeat as before.

"I'm blind." Xu Chenhe smashed the jar.

"Don't curse yourself like that," Gu Cong ran to his ear, "3 minutes have passed, don't say anything before you finish, okay?"

Xu Chenhe hated being so ambiguous, Gu Congran didn't put his mind into it, so he wasn't afraid of losing, and he himself was the one being manipulated, and all gains and losses were in the hands of the other party.

Seeing that Gu Congran wanted to pin him down on the sofa when he was aroused, Xu Chenhe broke away from him in a panic.At this time, the sound of the washing machine suddenly stopped, and Gu Congran got up from the sofa.

The waiter came out of the back room and said with a polite tone that the bedroom floor had been cleaned.

After the farce ended, Xu Chenhe went back to his bedroom to sleep, he already knew the answer from Gu Congran's attitude, so he stopped talking about the so-called struggle.

Behind Xu Chenhe, Gu Congran was tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and Xu Chenhe, whose back was turned to him, put his hands on the other's waist: "Can't sleep?"

"The bed is about to be shaken down by you, can I sleep?" Xu Chenhe grabbed the corner of the pillow, "I'm sleepy, don't move me."

"Don't ever tell me that kind of nonsense that divides the relationship." Gu Congran touched Xu Chenhe's soft hair, "I won't agree."

Xu Chenhe drooped so much that he couldn't open his eyelids: "That doesn't mean I can't resist you..."

Silent for a long time, Xu Chenhe gradually fell into a dream, Gu Congran grabbed his waist and put him in his arms, forcing his answer into Xu Chenhe's ears: "You voluntarily signed the eight-year contract of prostitution." .”

"Mrs. Dream" has entered the middle and late stages of filming, and the work intensity is increasing day by day.Xu Chenhe took root in the crew every day, and sometimes he didn't even go back to the hotel, and just stayed overnight in the RV, as an excuse to escape.

Many times when I went to the group to visit the class, I encountered Xu Chenhe was busy, and he disappeared during the intermission. After coming and going, Gu Congran roughly believed that the other party was up to something.

In addition to being irritable, he also felt flustered. His little long vacation was reserved for Xu Chenhe, but the other party was not at all happy to meet him, and he didn't even bother to spend the short free time with him. The so-called "resistance" has been practiced to the extreme.

On the fifth day when his whereabouts were unknown, Gu Congran set out to arrest people on the set, and happened to bump into Fang Rui who got out of the RV, and he stopped him: "Is Xu Chenhe in the car?"

Fang Rui was carrying a large bag of clothes to be sent for dry cleaning. She took off her baseball cap and fanned herself, saying, "No, he's out."

"He has no role today?" Gu Congran asked.

"Group A is resting today, and there will be two all-night scenes next," Fang Rui said strangely, "Didn't Brother Shen He mention it to Mr. Gu?"

Gu Cong was so angry that he didn't mention it, he and Xu Chenhe were almost becoming the most familiar strangers.

"Did he go out by himself? Where did he go?" Gu Congran was so anxious that he wanted to lift Fang Rui upside down and shake, so as to reveal all the useful information, so that he would not have to ask questions.

Fortunately, Fang Rui was also a sensible master under the shock of his eyes: "It's not me, Yun Zhaoyu drove over to pick him up. Brother Shen He said he wouldn't go for too long, and he would be back in half an afternoon."

When Gu Congran heard the words Yun Zhaoyu, his face turned pale. The last time he had a cold fight with Xu Chenhe was because of Yun Zhaoyu. This time he wanted to meet Xu Chenhe but was blocked by this fellow.

As soon as he took out his phone, Fang Rui uttered another sentence: "Brother Shen He took the initiative to make an appointment with Yun Zhaoyu."

Gu Congran's hand on the dial stopped: "As his assistant, you don't follow? Just let him go out alone. Who will be responsible if something happens to him?"

Although it was Xu Chenhe who paid him his salary, Xu Chenhe belonged to the boss in the contract. Fang Rui didn't dare to contradict Gu Congran, so he put on his sunshade hat and murmured: "There are clouds and rain."

"Which side are you from?" Gu Congran snorted, "Shouldn't Yun Zhaoyu be wary?"

Fang Rui realized later: "Yun Zhaoyu? He likes Brother Shen He?!"

Not knowing where Xu Chenhe Yueyun Zhaoyu went, nor the exact time when he came back, Gu Congran rushed away the startled Fang Rui, and returned to the car to dial Xu Chenhe.

The vibration of the mobile phone rang for a long time in the car, Yun Zhaoyu took the time to look at the clenched hand of the passenger on the passenger seat: "No answer?"

Xu Chenhe rested his face on the back of his hand and leaned on the car door with his elbow: "Harassing calls."

"Which harasser can wait so tirelessly until the automatic hang-up and dial four or five times in a row?" Yun Zhaoyu was dubious.

When the vibration stopped, Xu Chenhe pressed the power off button for a long time, and put the phone in his pocket: "Sasaeng meal."

"That's really terrible," Yun Zhaoyu said extravagantly, "a few years ago, before the disbandment of WEA, some illegitimate fans directly picked up the address and door number of our dormitory. , that girl even broke the door lock code and sneaked into the house."

Xu Chenhe was horrified when he heard it: "Is it so insane?"

"They will probably be proud of it. After all, not everyone can walk into the private life of a celebrity." Yun Zhaoyu pointed, "So, Mr. Jiang, you have to be careful, you are so popular, people who stare at you Certainly not less."

The car slid into the club's underground parking lot, Yun Zhaoyu looked for a parking space and said, "I'll show you my physical strength and endurance later."

For today, Xu Chenhe thought for a long time, denied countless unrealistic plans, and decided to betray himself a little.

With a cup of cold drink in hand, Xu Chenhe followed Yun Zhaoyu into the elevator. Yun Zhaoyu was wearing casual sportswear, with his shoulders against the car wall, and his eyes focused on Xu Chenhe's face: "Mr. Jiang, do you want to do aerobic or anaerobic?"

"It doesn't matter, the main thing is to sweat," Xu Chenhe met the other's gaze, "Sweating in the crew is not enough for fun."

Yun Zhaoyu bit the straw, and grinned a little: "I'm busy filming every day, has Mr. Jiang found time to watch my concert live?"

Xu Chenhe watched, not only watched, but also hung up Gu Congran's phone while watching.But he didn't tell Yun Zhaoyu these words, he only praised a few nice words, and when he arrived at the floor, he stepped out of the car while pressing Yun Zhaoyu's back.

The types of independent gym equipment for members are limited, but this does not prevent a novice like Xu Shenhe from experiencing them one by one.

Yun Zhaoyu introduced to Xu Chenhe: "This is a bicep trainer. You hold the handle, and the side of the handle is connected to a weight..." He stroked Xu Chenhe's arm on the pallet, "Straighten, and then Try lifting the weights up."

Goosebumps appeared on the place that Yun Zhaoyu touched intentionally or unintentionally, Xu Chenhe endured the discomfort, and used the equipment as the other party said.

After a lap, Xu Chenhe broke into a thin layer of sweat before he really started exercising.But he didn't come to exercise. How can anyone go to the gym and still wear shirts and straight-leg pants?He was waiting, waiting for Yun Zhaoyu to pierce the paper full of secrets, so that he could quickly speak up and stop the other party from thinking that he shouldn't have.

Only the stepper in the corner was useless, Yun Zhaoyu asked Xu Chenhe to step on the pedal and grab the handrail: "This one is like walking up and down the steps. There is no skill. It is mainly used to train thigh muscles and "He paused, and touched Xu Chenhe's thigh with his palm through Xu Chenhe's pants, and stopped when he reached the buttocks, "hip muscles."

"You stop—" Xu Chenhe trembled, stepped on the edge of the pedal in panic, and slipped down.

Yun Zhaoyu caught him from behind, and a pair of muscular arms exposed under the short sleeves hugged his body tightly, as if planning for a long time: "Teacher Jiang, I want to be with you."