I Ship My Adversary X Me

588.

Now that photos from the hospital have been posted, filming with a "sick body" is bound to create a wave of "although my acting skills are poor, but I work very hard and struggle and improve every day".

Besides, I still have to brush Gu Yiliang's favorability from the details all the time.

We must race against time, and we must not slack off for a moment!

So near noon, under Gu Yiliang's emotionally complex gaze, I combed William's hair carefully several times, washed his hands ten times, put canned food in him, carefully checked the doors and windows, and cleaned up for him. Finished the bag, and went out with him.

589.

Walking to the front of the car, I quickly took the first two steps and opened the car door for him.

He glanced at me, pursed his lips, and sat in the driver's seat.

I trotted back to the passenger seat and sat down. Just as I was about to reach out to pull the seat belt, he leaned over to help me fasten the seat belt.

Does this person want to be so competitive!

I am not satisfied!

I rolled down the fender on the car to shield him from the sun, and he pushed down the air vent to keep the wind from blowing me.

I reached out to help him adjust the rear view mirror so he could see better and he reclined my seat to make me more comfortable.

590.

Take it, I take it!

One second before we were about to fight in the car, I made a concession: "Let's go, if we drag on, the crew will be finished."

He let out a muffled laugh, and started off.

591.

Gu Yiliang always doesn't like to talk when driving, and I don't dare to press the audio button that activates the ambiguous mode with one touch. I swipe my phone to send Lao Huang a WeChat message, accusing him of his exaggerated style.

Old Huang next door: What did I do wrong?

William: ...throwing money at people's windows?

Lao Huang next door: Large amount of funds transfer, the bank is not open in the middle of the night.

William: ...

William: ...Then sign it on your father?

Lao Huang next door: Did I pay for this money?

William: Hmm...

Old Huang next door: Is this money spent for you?

William: Hmm...

Old Huang next door: Am I your father?

William: ...

Lao Huang next door: Is there something wrong with the signature?

William: ...No.

Old Huang next door: Remember, your father will always be your father.

I gritted my teeth and locked the phone.

592.

I stared straight at the front of the car in a daze, Gu Yiliang turned her head to look at me, and opened her mouth in a rare way: "...Did you just send a message to that Mr. Huang?"

I was taken aback, hey, how did he know about Lao Huang?

Could it be that I called Lao Huang that day and he heard it?

Didn't he hear my merciless praise for him? !

How embarrassing that is, I said half shyly: "Ah, did you hear me when I was talking on the phone that day?"

He tightened his grip on the steering wheel: "...um."

Ah, he was shy too!

I chuckled in my heart, I really want to say more nice things to him in the future!

But after all, I intervened in his family affairs without authorization, and it’s not good to say it out, I was afraid he would ask me what Lao Huang and I had posted, so I snapped it up and said, “It’s just a daily greeting on WeChat, nothing else. "

As soon as I finished speaking, he suddenly changed his driving posture, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and leaning on the window with the other to support his face, just like Takumi Fujiwara in an idol drama, and he spoke in a relaxed manner: "Oh, that's it .”

I was almost blinded by his handsomeness, and I heard him ask: "You don't have to explain it to me—that Mr. Huang, what is he doing now?"

593.

Old Huang?What else could he be doing, swimming in the pile of gold coins like Uncle Scrooge every day.

Who said that the Huang family has not only been rich for three generations, but also has a tendency to continue to be rich for another 70 years.

It's so annoying to compare people to people, if only I were a big moth born in his wedlock.

Although he has never abused or owed my mother or me in any way, and he can even be called a model among fathers and husbands, but I still have a problem in my heart if the name is not right. At home, I call him old. Huang, I call him Mr. Huang when I'm outside, and he protects me and helps me everywhere in the circle, making everyone think I'm being adopted.

594.

I glanced at the time on my phone: "He's not busy at all, he's probably walking a bird at this point."

Gu Yiliang paused for a moment when he acted handsomely, and said with difficulty: "...Mr. Huang, he has quite special hobbies?"

I:"……?"

I:"……"

Me: "My God, what's in your mind? Huangshan and Yellow River weigh a thousand pounds in your mind??? Bird! The bird with wings that can fly and is not edible! It's not the bird that can grow and shrink to be edible! !"

he:"……"

He: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

he:"……"

Him: "Edible?"

I:"……"

Me: "Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue."

595.

I was choked by his words to the crew, so I reluctantly adjusted back to my state, wanting to compare myself with Yiliang.

The set is an accident-prone place. I have entered the first-level alert state since I changed the costumes. My eyes are a magic mirror and my legs are chasing wind horses. I am vigilant to guard against any accidents that he may have. Follow where to run, before the saddle and behind the horse, in every possible way.

Unexpectedly, he also treated me in the same way, so the whole style of painting is a bit strange.

596.

After filming a rivalry scene, I quickly put on a sunshade for him, and he quickly handed me mineral water, and I used oil-absorbing paper to flatten his makeup, and he wiped my sweat carefully with a paper towel, and I told him to wait for it You must check the safety of the props in the play. He told me that there are a few special emotions that need to be paid attention to in the play. very nice.

After a set of double moves, the record was almost even. When I looked back suddenly, half of the people on the set looked at us in shock. The two assistants were holding parasols, mineral water, paper towels, and oil-absorbing paper. Like a restless heart that has nowhere to rest.

Gu Yiliang: "Well..."

Me: "Well..."

Me: "The weather is really nice, it's an auspicious day, why don't we get married in Jinlan under the witness of everyone!"

He chuckled, tugged at my sleeve, and said softly, "Don't make trouble."

597.

The soft, soft and pampering words were like an arrow piercing the clouds, nailing me to the ground with a poof.

Promise not to eat sugar today!

I am so uncomfortable!Heart scratching!

Could this be the legendary withdrawal reaction?

598.

My heart was beating wildly, and I left him and ran back to the lounge, turned out the phone like Ke Yun was looking for his son, hesitating between heaven and man whether to turn on Chaochao and take a sip to calm my heart throbbing.

what.

Since when did eating sugar calm me down more than getting along with Gu Yiliang?

I stared blankly at the blacked-out phone screen.

The phone suddenly lit up, showing that someone was looking for me on QQ.

599.

William William:! ! !Where are you from insider? !Was it sent from heaven to bless the army of millions of ladies? !

Unspeakable: ...?

William William: Hammer candy!Hammer candy! !It shattered my mind, it shattered my brain (literally)!So sweet woo woo woo I'm dying! !

Unspeakable: ... What's wrong?

William William: The girls in the group are blind!Blind and blind!Kicked out your big Buddha!Would you like to come back! ! !

What's the matter? This is, I'm really baffled, and I passed the invitation to join the group.

600.

As soon as I joined the group, hundreds of messages were blown up in the group, and I greeted the return of the king with all my body, shouting the posture of the gods coming down to earth.

I? ? ?

I quit the chat interface, and privately called William William to ask what was going on.

She said that there was a big fan of the imperial concubine who had a little personal relationship with Gu Yiliang, who turned off her fan and stepped on him, and a lot of true and false information came out.

Before I understood what this had to do with pulling me into the group, she sent me a chat record with her profile picture cut off, and there were only two lines of dialogue in it:

: Your Majesty, may I ask what is the relationship between you and your opponent now?Is it hype by the company, or is he privately binding you?Is it okay to let the noble concubines have a bottom line?

Liam: I paid his assistant's salary.

601.

I:"…………………………………………"

It was as if my heart had been hit hard by Saitama-sensei.

A Q version of Gu Yiliang babbled in my head: Mr. Lang, are you hungry? If you are hungry, tell me Yiliang, and Yiliang will give you giant sugar.

602.

Sweet, so sweet, a pot of syrup poured over my head, my whole body was candied, and a circle in the park can stick to the bees, flies and mosquitoes in the park.

Gu Yiliang, he really, never took pity on me as a delicate flower.

603.

At this moment, I really want to rush out of the door, drag Gu Yiliang into the car and go straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau, but I am afraid that he will take a corner halfway and take me to the Internet cafe for a night's rest!

What should I do with him!

I was groping around for the life-saving insulin, and there was three light knocks on the door of the lounge.

604.

Gu Yiliang came in with her head in, bent her eyes and smiled at me: "Don't be lazy, come out and finish the tricks, the crew is going out for dinner tonight."

I nodded in despair and followed him out the door.