Connotation that my grandson actually likes me?

He got up by himself, and the person behind him also got up, and hooked his fingers carefully with one hand.

A familiar feeling came from the fingertips, and some broken pictures were quickly retraced in his mind. This person is used to this method, and the key is that he is also very useful.

Jing Duan turned his head, leaned lazily against the wall next to him, and said, "What's the matter, ancestor?"

"I'll go back with you."

Jing Duan frowned slightly, seeing the frankness of the person in front of him when he said this, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this remark, and said again: "What are you going to do?"

"Your hand is injured, you just came today, your luggage is not packed, and you don't have a male assistant."

"Eh?"

In the well-heated room, Jing Duan uncomfortably pressed a corner of the script with his injured hand, and then flicked back and forth on the page of the script with the other hand, his eyes Just follow the person who has been busy in and out of his room.

Xu Wanzhi really has such a homely temperament, and he works quietly and slowly. This kind of feeling is very evil. It was the first time he saw that connotation of himself on Weibo. Grandson, why didn't he think that he would be helping him pack his luggage in his room at twelve o'clock in the evening?

And there was such a person wandering around in the room, he was really not thinking about the script, the phone that happened to be placed next to him turned on.

It belonged to Zhang Cheng, Jing Duan frowned slightly, this kid is really haunted.

【Dislike 2b】: Did you hurt your hand?

When Jing Duan saw this message, he suddenly remembered that he had posted a circle of friends today that only Xu Wanzhi could read. Then he decisively crossed Zhang Cheng's message and clicked into his circle of friends Want to destroy evidence.

After a while, I found out that Xu Wanzhi had liked it an hour later. Jing Duan's fingers were on the ring buckle on his back, and looking at his back, he couldn't help but whispered: "Everyone in the world! It's not so much a coincidence."

Before the question had time to compose a complete text, he caught Xu Wanzhi's hand opening the last layer of his suitcase with sharp eyes, and quickly walked over, held him down, and said: " This, this floor, you don’t need to accept it.”

The person squatting in front of the suitcase also quickly stopped, raised his head to look, his eyes were full of puzzlement, the well section was shocked by this perspective, he pulled Xu Wanzhi up, and said: "It's okay, You've packed enough."

He hastily added, "How can you, a boy, work so meticulously?"

"No, not very detailed." Xu Wanzhi lowered his eyes, his eyelashes gently brushing down.

Jing Duan coughed uncomfortably, and said in a low voice, "You are acting like a little daughter-in-law."

"what?"

"No, it's fine."

The person in front of him said again: "Are you taking a bath tonight?"

"My hand, the doctor said it's not easy to get wet, and it's not very convenient." After Jing Duan finished speaking, he couldn't help raising it. Inspired by the inferiority of others, "Do you want to wash for me?"

The next second, Xu Wanzhi raised his head abruptly, staring at him, "Is it okay?"

Lu Ying's voice in Jing Duan's ear, "Xu Wanzhi, straight man, straight man, straight man, straight man."

This sentence is like turning on 3D surround in the ears of the well section.

Jing Duan quickly smiled guiltyly, he was just teasing people casually, thinking that it would make people blush, but he didn't expect that it was himself who was lifting a rock and hitting his foot.

Hurry up and casually ask Xu Wanzhi to give him some questions about filming, and fool him around.

When the two of them were flipping through the script, Jing Duan leaned lazily on the corner of the sofa again, and suddenly said, "If I really can't act or play the guitar, will Chen Yi just replace me?"

Xu Wanzhi's hand, which was marking the script, paused for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Jing Duan say, "Did you tell Zhang Cheng about my hand injury?"

"Huh? No."

"Then how did he know that my hand was injured?"

"Didn't you post on Moments?"

Jing Duan coughed guiltyly, showed a bitter smile, nodded, yes yes.

At this time Xu Wanzhi said again: "Zhang Cheng contacted you?"

"Hmm... I don't know what kind of style it is. It's scarier than finding fault with me before."

"Oh." Xu Wanzhi glanced at his phone.

In the end, Jing Duan saw that Xu Wanzhi had no intention of leaving. He was afraid that he would really have to take a bath in the end, so he got him back, and then took a casual shower and fell asleep.

The next morning, Jingduan got up at five o'clock. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Xu Wanzhi standing at the door, his eyes still closed. When he saw the door opened, he handed over the insulation box in his hand I gave it to him, and then lazily leaned against the door frame next to me, and said: "You are sick these days, you should pay attention to what you eat, this is specially made by Xiaoyu, and your three meals will be the same in the future, I will Responsible."

It is rare to see Xu Wanzhi like this in the well section, probably because he has not woken up, and he usually stands up straight and behaves uprightly, but now he seems a little sloppy.

Especially his last three words, Jing Duan inexplicably thought of the little ruffian who used to block the school beauty at the door and stuffed breakfast.

But for Duan Xiaohua, it was still a bit useful. After thanking her, she took the insulated box and put her arm on Xu Wanzhi's body. The two went downstairs together, and said in a low voice: "I It's just a mild bone fracture, it's okay."

Xu Wanzhi was probably really sleepy, half of his body was sunk in his arms, his head was resting on his shoulder, his eyes were half-closed, only two legs were left to drag his body, bumping into each other along the way. When other actors, wrapped in a big padded jacket and with blown hair, cast ambiguous glances at them when they saw them in the corridors and stairs.

Xiaoyu on the first floor was walking around Mumu and eating with her in the cafeteria on the first floor. When the two of them came down, Mumu's eyes lit up.

Jingduan thought of what Xu Wanzhi said just now, and whispered to Xiaoyu: "Thank you."

"It's okay, it's all Xu Wanzhi's intention, and I just obeyed."

Xu Wanzhi, who was standing to catch up on sleep, was called out, so he raised his eyelids and said, "I'm sleepy."

In the end, Xu Wanzhi ran to the car alone to catch up on sleep, and Jingduan, Xiaoyu and Mumu quickly finished their breakfast in the cafeteria.

After eating, the sky outside didn't mean to be bright, it was gloomy, Jing Duan glanced at the distant horizon, and then walked slowly towards his car.

When Jing Duan opened the car door, he looked at the scene in front of him in a daze. Xu Wanzhi's small face was huddled in the collar of his down jacket, his broken hair neatly draped over his forehead, and his slender eyelashes cast a small light shadow. Very light, only a thin gray blanket was covered on the legs, and the hands were naturally curled up on it.

Behind him, just as Mu Mu's voice was about to ring out, Jing Duan turned around and stopped him with his fingers. Then he moved slowly to the left beside Xu Wanzhi, and stretched out his hand to keep Xu Wanzhi's side for ventilation. Press the window slit up.

As a result of one of his actions, Xu Wanzhi woke up, struggled to sit up a little, but was pushed back by Jing Duan, and said, "Go to sleep, there is still an hour to the set."

Xu Wanzhi snorted stickily, rubbed the side of his face on Jing Duan's shoulder naturally, and fell asleep peacefully again.

The heart of a young boy who couldn't live in the well section melted all over the place.