Star Chaser [Entertainment]

The air seemed to be ignited by someone, and there was a scorching heat that could not be ignored for no reason.

Ai Changle was so ashamed that he didn't dare to turn his head, he just handed back the T-shirt he took off until Wen Qing took it and put it on his shoulders.

"Brother Qing, please. In fact, the back is fine, mainly because the neck and collar are rubbing against each other, and there are a few bags."

His whole body was covered with a light red, not because of allergies, but because he was standing in front of the man he had liked for more than ten years with his upper body naked.

"Bah————"

The cold spray was sprayed on the hot skin, and Ai Changle had to resist the reaction again, gritted his teeth and endured the double sky of ice and fire.

Wen Qing sprayed the red envelopes all over, including the inconspicuous corners behind the ears.

"turn around."

With all the clothes off, Ai Changle is no longer hypocritical, but he still has the nerve to look up.To be honest, he was not so nervous when he took the first half-naked scene.

"Bah——"

The situation in front of him is a little more serious, the neck is the hardest hit area, and then there is the circle around the stomach that was restrained by the belt before, and the small red envelopes are all lined up.

Wen Qing focused on spraying the medicine for him, but someone stared at his tall and sexy nose, but he was already dreaming about something.If given the chance, he would really like to run his fingers on the slide.

"Pants."

Wen Qing spat out these two words lightly.

Ai Changle froze for a moment: "Huh?"

Wen Qing straightened up, examined him from top to bottom, and slowed down: "Take off your pants."

Ai Changle's upper body: "Well, the legs don't itch very much, but the place where the socks are put on has a little reaction. It's okay. I'll go back and soak my feet without spraying medicine."

"Is it really not itchy?"

"It doesn't itch."

Wen Qing took a step forward, bent slightly, and successfully covered the person in the corner, "Then, why is your face so red?"

Ai Changle huddled in the wall behind him and in the narrow space in front of him, which was like a copper wall and iron wall: "It's not because of itching."

"Why is that?" Wen Qing leaned his upper body over and lowered his voice, like a poisonous snake spitting out a red letter, "Afraid that I will force you to kiss you?"

"certainly not!"

"--hey-hey!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a snickering sound from outside the cubicle, followed by quick footsteps—obviously, they were misunderstood.

But you can't blame others.Two big men squeezed into a cubicle, and the conversation just now was full of words such as "take off your pants", "itch", and "blush". It's hard for people not to think about it.

After hearing the footsteps walking away, Ai Changle realized how blushing their conversation just now was, so he quickly covered his mouth.

Wen Qing was very calm: "I'm gone, I'm fine."

Afraid of being misunderstood again, Ai Changle said in a low voice: "Then let's leave quickly, in case that person hides outside and secretly takes pictures, it will be over."

"Wen Qing and Men's Restroom Stealing Happiness", "Wen Qing's Sleeping Powder Rumor Comes True"... Various unsavory titles passed through my mind.If it is really photographed, I can't even imagine how explosive the news will be.

The person involved didn't take it seriously, and only cared about Ai Changle's body:

"You don't itch anymore?"

"It's not itchy anymore, let's go." No matter how itchy it is, I have to endure it.

"That's good." Wen Qing knew how to treat him, so he just slowly closed the cap of the spray and put it in his jacket pocket, "I put the medicine at my place, when itches, call me."

When Ai Changle heard it, the whole person jumped up: "How can that be done!"

"Why not?"

Wen Qing asked this sentence lightly and didn't say any more, he waited for Ai Changle to speak, otherwise, the delay of twenty or ten minutes on the way back would be tolerable for some people.

As time passed by, Ai Changle still couldn't hold back:

"Fart, the butt also itch."

He finally said it, but no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't take off his pants in front of Wen Qing.

"But Brother Qing, I can spray my ass myself. Can you go out for a while?"

Wen Qing didn't speak.

Ai Changle became anxious, and stomped his foot: "You, if you don't go out again, I'm really going to itch to death!"

They were finally out of the hospital, it was 11:30.

After spraying the medicine, Ai Changle only felt that the countless volcanoes on his body had been irrigated by the heavy rain, and he suddenly felt much refreshed.

"It's finally getting better..."

He leaned limply on the co-pilot, feeling drowsy.

There happened to be water in Wen Qing's car, so he asked him to take the medicine as soon as possible.As for the face that cannot be sprayed with medicine, Wen Qing also thought of a way.

"This is a cleansing mask, it's very comfortable to put on, try it."

"Thank you, Brother Qing." Ai Changle tore open the packaging bag, pulled out the thin layer of mask, and flattened it on his face.

"Oh! It's really more comfortable!"

He pushed back the drooping hair, then squeezed the remaining essence in the bag to his forehead, and waited for it to flow down slowly.

what!What a cool word!

Wen Qing saw that he was satisfied, and then started the car: "I'll get you a few moisturizing tablets later, apply it if you feel itchy, and there shouldn't be any traces left tomorrow."

"Well! Then I'll be rude!"

Quietly at night, the swishing sound can be heard when the car passes by the trees on the side of the road.After tossing all night, I just think that this ordinary voice is very pleasant.

......................

"Brother, sister Xin is here, in my room."

Wen Qing, who sent Ai Changle back to the room, finally found time, clicked on the message that was sent half an hour ago, and confirmed that Shu Xin was in Cheng Jiajun's room.

This is interesting news.

Generally speaking, if Shu Xin came to the set, he would definitely book a room in advance.And she didn't wait in her room, but went directly to Cheng Jiajun's. There was only one reason——

She wants to ask Cheng Jiajun about his recent situation.

"The movie king Wen who is happy to help others is back?"

When Wen Qing entered, Shu Xin was processing a business contract on his laptop.Her tone was cold, like a calm and decisive queen in a conspiracy drama.Cheng Jiajun stood at attention beside him, showing a bitter expression of being decapitated to Wenqing, just like the little eunuch next to the queen.

Shu Xin and Wen Qing have also been working together for three years, and they are very used to each other's working methods.In Wen Qing's eyes, Shu Xin has always been a ruthless person who will see blood when he makes a move, and such a character generally has a characteristic-clear purpose, decisive tactics, and will not be disturbed by some unexpected small situations.

But Shu Xin came to him all night without stopping, this behavior always showed a bit of anxiety.

"Yeah." Wen Qing sat down next to her on the single sofa that was obviously reserved for him, "Come here so late, without an assistant?"

"I've always liked to be alone." Shu Xin stopped typing on the keyboard, and gave Wen Qing a meaningful warning look, "I thought you would like it too."

Wen Qing shrugged, "It seems that Jia Jun has already told you."

Shu Xin's eyebrows furrowed slightly: "He only said that you went to dinner with friends from the crew."

"We are indeed friends now."

A simple and unremarkable sentence, most people can hear "he really went to dinner with a certain friend".

But what wise people hear is the "now".

Shu Xin's eyes moved: "You mean, you want to develop with him to the next step?"

Wen Qing didn't deny it, but she didn't affirm it either: "Let it take its course."

Shu Xin knew his character, either he would not do it, or he would do it to the end.In the past, I was not in the mood to fall in love because of work, but now I have ideas, which is not bad.It's just that the nature of his work determines that his emotional life is destined to be unrestrained. Whether to disclose it and when to disclose it is a homework that needs to be carefully considered.

"I know your temper, but I will do everything seriously. Therefore, I also believe that you are serious. Logically speaking, I should not interfere in your private life, but I still want to remind you of two points."

"Ah."

"One, don't be fooled."

Wen Qing's love experience is probably not even comparable to that of high school students. When others approach him, besides feelings, there are also motives.

"What about two?"

"Be careful not to be photographed by the paparazzi. Today there was a paparazzi chasing your car, but I dismissed it. But there will be more after the security is not complete."

"When did it happen?" Wen Qing obviously didn't know.

"10:30." Shu Xin is very good at reading minds. Even Wen Qing, who has excellent acting skills, can't escape the fate of being read by her. "It should be the second time you go out, right?"

"OK, I did go out with him twice." Wen Qing didn't expect paparazzi, when he went to the hospital, his heart was on Ai Changle, and he really didn't have time to pay attention to what was behind him, "But we didn't have anything. Do it, quite innocently."

"If you casually have sex with someone you don't know well, I won't sign a contract with you for such a long time." Shu Xin got up, pulled him up from the sofa, and pulled him to the weighing scale by the window, "Go up have a look."

As an actor, body control is a very important compulsory course.Sometimes when I relax a little bit, my weight will soar, and when I smile in front of the camera, I will be piled up with meat.However, among Shu Xin's so many famous artists, Wen Qing was the first one who made her worry about being thin.In particular, she suffered from anorexia for a while, and her whole body was left with only bones, which made her very worried.

So, even though she won't be with Wen Qing every day, every time they meet after leaving, she will ask Wen Qing to weigh him.

"80.4?" After the number stabilized, Shu Xin did the calculations, feeling very depressed, "It's three kilograms heavier than before. It seems that someone opened your stomach?"

Wen Qing's net height is 187, and the standard weight should be 82 kg, which is considered normal within the range of 10 catties.However, since being attacked by anorexia before, Wen Qing has not reached 80 yet.

This number obviously satisfied Shu Xin and Cheng Jiajun, and at the same time, Wen Qing herself was quite proud:

"Well, it's alright."

Appetite is not as difficult as imagined.

"I'm curious, who is this person." Shu Xin crossed her arms, trying to read some information from Wen Qing's face.

I passed the interview tonight. Wen Qing wanted to ask Ai Changle how his health was before going to bed, so he pretended to be sleepy and yawned:

"It's getting late, I'll go back first. Let's talk tomorrow if you have anything to do."

He left with a briskness that didn't match his age. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Shu Xin would have thought he was dreaming.

Cheng Jiajun leaned over very sensiblely: "Well, sister Xin, do you want to take a rest first? Or I have peaches here, do you want to eat one?"

Shu Xin looked down at Taozi, then at the door.Obviously Wen Qing didn't say who that person was at the end, but Shu Xin was happier than knowing everything.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-2221:00:00~2020-06-2821:10:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Dilan O_O1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Nannan; 1 bottle of Heyanzhu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!