After rebirth, I just want to be a salted fish in love

But Cheng Fang asked disapprovingly, "Mr. Luo, why do you think this drama will hit the street?

Besides, how do you know that Lin Wu's acting skills are not good?Isn't he a born actor? "

Luo Jitang paused, "... Newcomers, there is a high probability that their acting skills will not be good, including myself."

"Mr. Luo, since you know that your acting skills are not good, you should work hard to improve your acting skills, and stop worrying about others." Cheng Fang said.

Luo Jitang stroked his forehead, and continued without giving up, "Mr. Cheng, you are an excellent businessman, you must..."

"enough!"

Cheng Fang interrupted him suddenly, and his words became extremely clear, "Mr. Luo, your task now is to study the script of your male number three, instead of worrying about others here."

"No, no, Mr. Cheng, this...beep~beep~~"

Cheng Fang didn't allow him to finish, so he hung up the phone.

"..."

All of them have such a bad temper! ! !

Luo Jitang angrily wanted to call back, but suddenly there was an extra hand in front of him, Luo Jitang was taken aback, "You, when did you come in?"

Ye Xialang smiled slightly, looked back at the bathroom door, blinked, "I thought you left it for me on purpose."

amount……

Luo Jitang smiled awkwardly, and moved to the side, "Come on, let's wash together."

——Luo Jitang has a bad habit, such as never closing the door.

Ye Xialang happily stepped into the bathtub, wrapped his arms around Luo Jitang's neck, and then put his wet and soft lips on Luo Jitang's forehead.

The hot air made Luo Jitang tremble all over, and the undercurrent that had been calm just now was secretly surging in his heart...

Ye Xialang didn't notice the changes in the corners of Luo Jitang's eyes and brows, so he changed the subject and said, "I've already found out that he doesn't like Qu Zhe, and Qu Zhe doesn't like him either. It's better for us outsiders not to interfere."

"However, I'm quite curious. Why did Cheng Fang ask you for cooperation over and over again?"

Luo Jitang suppressed his heavy panting, "It's probably because I'm full!"

"Well, maybe."

Ye Xialang responded, and raised his body slightly. He was about to reach for the cigarette case beside the bathtub, but the light in the bathroom was dim, and suddenly another group of black shadows pressed over, overlapping with his shadow.

As soon as he turned his head, there was a suffocating kiss with thick heat...

For a while, the bathroom was steaming with water splashing everywhere~~

***

Midnight in a foreign land is very cool, Qu Zhe is wearing a nightgown, holding an 82-year-old Lafite in his hand, standing alone in front of the French window, tasting sadness and desolation.

At this moment, the midnight bell rang, Qu Zhe frowned, connected the phone, his heart sank, he immediately put down his red wine glass, casually put on a coat and windbreaker and went out.

When he arrived at the hospital and saw Ye Xialang who was smiling at him mischievously, his heart finally settled down.

However, his eyes moved down naturally, and when he saw Ye Xialang's feet wrapped like rice dumplings, he couldn't help frowning again, and asked, "What's going on?"

Ye Xialang raised his eyebrows at Qu Zhe, and said without blinking, "It's just like what I said on the phone, I accidentally sprained my foot, and it will be fine in a few days, Uncle Qu, don't worry too much."

Qu Zhecai didn't listen to Ye Xialang's tricks. He looked at Ye Xialang's hospital bed, Luo Jitang, who was uncharacteristically lowered his head and carefully peeled apples, and asked, "Mr. Luo, why did Alang sprain his feet for no reason?"

Only then did Luo Jitang raise his eyelids, his eyes slowly moved up from Qu Zhe's feet wearing disposable paper mops, and met Mr. Qu's concerned eyes. He gave Qu Zhe a graceful smile and said Qu Hello Uncle, Uncle Qu has worked hard.

Then he continued to peel the apple with his head down obediently.

Qu Zhe approached the hospital bed and continued to ask, "What's going on?"

Ye Xialang said leisurely while drinking water, "Uncle Qu, how many times have I told you that I was unlucky and accidentally sprained my foot."

"Accidentally?"

Qu Zhe lowered his eyelids and looked at Ye Xialang's feet, which were wrapped three times inside and outside. He couldn't believe it, "How careless can you be that you sprained your feet like this?!"

"..."

While cutting his nails, Ye Xialang sighed calmly, "Oh! It's bad luck!"

Qu Zhe looked at the uncharacteristically well-behaved Luo Jitang again, "Is that so?"

Luo Jitang nodded obediently, "Yeah, that's right."

This thing is really bad luck.

For a moment, the hot air in the bathroom was filled with heavy panting, and the lights were dim, illuminating the two tired and paralyzed young people beside the bathtub.

Ye Xialang raised his head slightly, saw the box of cigarettes he hadn't picked up yet, and shouted feebly, "I want cigarettes."

Luo Jitang raised his eyelids, glanced at the cigarette next to him, and stretched out his hand, but it was too far away to reach.

He had no choice but to lift up a little, but he still couldn't reach it.

Normally, with a little support, he would definitely be able to reach the pack of cigarettes without getting out of the bathtub, but at this moment, his strength has not recovered.I had no choice but to get out of the bathtub, and got the pack of cigarettes not far away with messy steps.

He got the pack of cigarettes, and walked back unsteadily, but an accident happened at this moment, he didn't notice something under his feet at the time, his feet slipped, and he was about to fall down. When Luo Jitang thought he was going to slam his head into the bathtub, Ye Xialang jumped up from the bathtub with sharp eyes and quick hands. However, he couldn't stand firmly in the bathtub, or the bathtub was smooth and slippery, anyway, he was under his feet. I slipped, fell down, and after an inch of effort, my foot sprained again.

"..."

And Luo Jitang saw Ye Xialang slipped and fell, and a huge splash of water splashed out of the bathtub. He was anxious to help Ye Xialang, his knees softened, and he knelt subconsciously to avoid a bump~~

Luo Jitang still couldn't figure out whether it was he who was going to be unlucky, or whether Ye Xialang was going to be unlucky for him.

Afterwards, Luo Jitang took a special look at the thing that made him slip—a toothbrush.

"..."

To sum up, this accident was definitely unlucky, but only the person involved knew about it.

At this moment, Qu Zhe couldn't help but began to babble, "Ye Xialang, how old are you, why are you so careless! You said you were the same, why did you...sprain your foot."

"Wei is Wei, anyway, I don't have much activity here now." Ye Xialang said indifferently.

Qu Zhe, "...I'm going back to China tomorrow, and you've sprained your ankle now, and you don't have a personal assistant. So, may I ask, who is right to take care of you next?"

Or, I'll airmail Xiaoqiu or He Chu overnight? "