Mr. Ba ran away after being pregnant with the cub of the movie star Alpha

Outside the window, the last ray of light did not enter behind the sea level, and the sky completely darkened.

Since Jiang Yuning entered the circle, relying on his father's background and the support of his brokerage company, his journey has been smooth and smooth. The people he met around him either admired him, followed him, and coaxed him. He has never suffered a situation like today's Such a shame and humiliation, for a while, I was so angry that I was bored in my room and resolutely refused to cooperate with the filming.

The program team is also in a dilemma. If it is someone else, they can still ask him to take the initiative to surrender to Jiang Yuning and make amends, but then He Zhu is Yan Rongqiu's assistant, and it depends on the owner to beat the dog, right?What's more, He Zhu was not at fault, the cameras captured it, it was indeed Jiang Yuning who suddenly went crazy.

Fortunately, at this time, Kang Jian stood up to preside over the overall situation.He first asked the director who was stationed in the studio to select the shots, and asked him to bring someone to appease Jiang Yuning.Then, he proposed to the assistant director who promoted the on-site shooting process to directly cut off the cooking part of Jiang Yuning, and later added a witty line like "Your cooking black hole accidentally "killed" when chopping vegetables, and barely dealt with it.

As a result, it has now become a one-to-two situation.

Yan Rongqiu is used to fighting alone, so he doesn't care if he has a teammate, especially this teammate is still a little out of order.He concentrated on holding the kitchen knife, and slammed his hands on the ingredients on the chopping board.

The photography team quickly adjusted the camera position.

Close-up everything, from far to near on the screen, completely showing Yan Rongqiu's figure.

Everyone: "Wow..."

Serious Mr. Yan is too handsome!

He lowered his head halfway, and although he was in a posture of bending down, his whole body was still as sharp and straight as cedar.The tails of the eyes are very long, and the thick eyebrows drawn into the temples are lowered, making the eyes particularly focused and sharp, and the thin lips are forced into a straight line, showing a stern and determined look.

"I can." A Staff sighed while clutching his chest.

"Since my sister can do it, so can my sister."

"Work hard for me." The assistant director rolled up the script and gave each of them a look, "I know 'I can' all day long, and I can do anything!"

A quarter of an hour passed, and Mr. Yan continued to fight hard.

At work, Yan Rongqiu is a super obsessive-compulsive disorder, especially for the precise format of documents, emails, and PPTs.Back then, he caught He Zhu's resume at first glance, partly because the font, typesetting and even line spacing on it were so perfect that it was almost a work of art.

Now, he couldn't help but bring this habit to the cooking table again.Obviously, he was a newbie who learned a few tricks from Aunt Xu just before departure, but he became obsessed with how to cut cucumbers uniformly into four millimeters thick, how to cut cabbage into shredded cabbage with uniform thickness, and how to cut tofu into thin slices. A neat pile like a Rubik's cube...

Ah, here we go.

Yan Rongqiu put down the kitchen knife in dismay, and quickly put his hand under the faucet to rinse.

The kitchen knife provided by the program group was a ceramic knife imported from Japan. The blade was very sharp. Yan Rongqiu just scratched a deep gash on his index finger in a daze.

After rushing for a while, Yan Rongqiu raised his finger to look, and the blood immediately seeped out from the deep red wound again.

So complicated.He decided to think.

Yan Rongqiu was born in a wealthy family, and he was the only heir of the Yan family, but he was not raised to be a noble son and brother.From childhood to adulthood, he has not received much pampering and love.A child who is not pampered will not be coquettish - he will not be coquettish, but he can bear it very much, he can bear crying, he can bear loneliness, and of course he can bear pain.

He just finds it troublesome.

Turning around, Yan Rongqiu said to the staff: "Excuse me, there is a possibility..."

A black figure flashed over and grasped his wrist precisely.

It's He Zhu.

The skin that has just been washed by the water is still cool, so the warm palm covered by He Zhu is extraordinarily hot.

"Follow me." He lowered his voice, his magnetic voice shook Yan Rongqiu's eardrums slightly numb.

A part of his body was being touched, Yan Rongqiu couldn't help but tense his back, and his expression was a little stiff. Fortunately, He Zhu let him go after taking him to the next lounge.

Yan Rongqiu lowered his eyes, a thin layer of pink was floating on his snow-white wrist, and there was still some lingering heat.

He Zhu's strength was very light and gentle, but he was really too hot.

"Wait for me." He Zhu opened the medicine box and quickly searched for the medicine.

Yan Rongqiu slowly put the injured hand on the table, "Just a pack of Band-Aids."

Without saying a word, He Zhu unscrewed a bottle of iodophor, took a little with a cotton swab, and stretched out his hand to Yan Rongqiu, "Give it to me."

Yan Rongqiu went to get a cotton swab, "I'll do it myself."

He Zhu relaxed his five fingers, and easily grabbed the opponent's hand that just wanted to escape.

White, smooth, and chilled, like a frightened dove, it lay docilely in the palm of his hand, and like a magnolia in the middle of the night, its fragrance was not blooming, its slightly rose-red fingertips curled up slightly, revealing a charming The soul is gorgeous.

He Zhu didn't dare to move anymore, he was afraid that the pigeons would be startled and the magnolia would be crushed, so he almost held his hand and tried to get closer, so that he could see the wound clearly.

The cotton swab fell gently, and the iodine dyed the tender red wound into purple-black, and a strong smell of medicine permeated the air.

"Hiss..." Yan Rongqiu gasped, as if the pain of being cut off was only connected for a moment until now, and his flesh throbbed with pain.

"Okay." He Zhu put down the cotton swab, but kept his hands together in his palms. The heat penetrated into the skin of the back of Yan Rongqiu's hands and kept rising, making him almost feel like a candle was burning in his skin. The illusion of being together.

The hottest part was the injured fingertip, as if the heat was gathering there.It was hot, painful, throbbing, tugging at Yan Rongqiu's nerves, causing his ears to turn red and hot.

He Zhu lowered his head, and gently blew on the tip of Yan Rongqiu's index finger.

The cool breath fell, and it was in contact with the heat emitted, almost creating a small storm on that fragile and delicate skin.

Yan Rongqiu looked up in a daze, and saw that the top of He Zhu's thick black hair was naturally thick and fine, but it was covered with a considerable amount of pomade, and it was almost roughly stroked back, revealing his fair forehead and ears. In the middle of the forehead protruded downwards a black oily hair tip.He knew that it was called beauty tip, and it was said that only beautiful beauties had it, he didn't have it, but Xiaoxin had it.

When his eyes sank further, not only Yan Rongqiu's ears were red, but Yubai's cheeks were covered with a blush that almost spread all the way to the back of his neck.

Because, He Zhu's head hangs too low, and his lips are too close together. The high nose bridge blocks the distance from fingertips to his lips. From Yan Rongqiu's perspective, it looks like He Zhu is holding him Hand, once and for all, kissing his fingers reluctantly, even, as if doing something more ambiguous and intimate.

The nerves in Yan Rongqiu's whole body were tense, over tense, and began to slowly numb, all senses were wiped out, only the fingertips with fresh wounds were left, which concentrated and carried all the senses of touch, both vivid and vivid. It is so strong that you can even feel the subtle breath of the other party - a little bit of tingling that seems to be there, sprinkled on the skin, and cunningly penetrates into the texture, turning into an unbearable numbness.

Yan Rongqiu was confused and more and more at a loss.He thought hard and analyzed, does the assistant really need to do this for the employer?Should employers allow assistants to do this for themselves?

But He Zhu has been tirelessly distracting his attention, preventing him from concentrating and solving an accurate answer.

Finally, He Zhu stopped.At that moment, Yan Rongqiu was relieved, and even felt a little bit of gratitude - he finally ended the long "torture" on himself.

As if he was repairing some extremely precious artwork, He Zhu carefully wrapped a band-aid for him, checked it to make sure it was perfect, and then slowly let go of his hand.

"Okay, Boss Yan." He said lightly, his tone flat, as usual.

Yan Rongqiu nodded, his face was still pale and transparent after the blush faded.

He stretched back the hand with the Band-Aid on it, moved his fingers, it was fine, only a negligible pain.Habitually put one hand on top of the other, Yan Rongqiu suddenly trembled slightly.

He Zhu noticed, "President Yan, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Rongqiu stood up straight and resumed his usual robot style, "Go back and cook."

It's just that the hand hanging by the side curled up unconsciously.

It wasn't until just now that he suddenly realized that the temperature of the hand held by He Zhu was so much higher than his own.The heat that passed over seemed to still be attached to his skin, unwilling to dissipate all the time.

Yan Rongqiu vaguely recalled that the last time he felt a scorching human body was three years ago.

That dog man was also as hot as a big stove, scorching everywhere.