The actor's favorite little koi [entertainment circle]

More and more people were setting off fireworks, and the air was filled with gunpowder smoke. Qiao Ge worried that he would choke Yu Mai and drag him back to the house.Mr. Mai and the others were watching the Spring Festival Gala in the living room, but no one noticed them.

Sitting by the window, the dark night sky is full of gorgeous fireworks.

The elderly do not have high requirements for the quality of life. The house is still decorated decades ago. In winter, the windows are not closed tightly, and there is some air leakage.

Qiao Ge took off his coat, put it on Yu Mai, and then sat down on the chair opposite the table. He didn't talk nonsense, and directly cut to the point: "Just now Zhou Yiqin called me, and there is a marketing account that has a good relationship with me. Come to remind me that someone might want to mess with our movie."

Thinking of the news about Zeng Jikai before, Yu Maimiao thought about it and asked speechlessly: "Are you saying that I plagiarized the script of this movie?"

Yu Mai calmed down and dispelled his worries. Qiao Ge's tone was not as serious as before, "You yourself. When you filed this time, didn't you use your name in the screenwriter column? I don't know how to get the first draft over there. I found that your script style and Eel rice is similar."

"Well, it's almost the same, thanks to their comparison." Yu Mai nodded teasingly, and thought for a while to analyze: "So I plan to blackmail me, saying that I used my identity to put pressure on the eel rice, snatch his notebook and put my name on it? I am myself." He was originally a writer, but later turned to a screenwriter. Therefore, he can still incite book fans, attack me online, and attack me personally, forcing me to stop filming."

Qiao Ge nodded: "You are very clear."

Yu Mai tore off a green radish leaf, and said with a flat mouth: "After a few times, no one can understand this kind of routine. Moreover, even if my film is successfully filmed, before it is released, it will have a rhythm and resist plagiarism. Anyway There are ways. How about your friend?"

"All the money has been collected over there, so we definitely have to do things, just help us press for two days. Let me remind you first, and see if we can prepare the countermeasures and public relations in advance." Qiao Ge sighed and helped Explanation: "If they don't do it, other marketing water army companies will also accept it."

Understanding what Qiao Ge meant, Yu Mai replied calmly: "I know."

Qiao Ge sneered: "What are you going to do about this?"

"What else can I do? Anyway, I had a contract when I signed the contract with the website, and my pen name and real name are clearly written. It's not so easy to pour dirty water on me." Yu Mai bit her lower lip lightly, and pinched the bridge of her nose irritably, "This Wu Jiayun It's so annoying, dog skin plaster, stick to it and won't let it go."

When mentioning Wu Jiayun, Qiao Ge felt a little uncomfortable. In the past, everyone in the circle knew that Yu Mai was close to him.

At that time, he was not familiar with Yu Mai, and he had participated in several class reunions, and heard Wu Jiayun show off that there was a fool who wholeheartedly helped him.At first he didn't know who it was, but when he found out, he didn't give Wu Jiayun a good look.Now when Yu Mai mentioned the dregs again, the vinegar jar was overturned immediately, and it smelled sour.

Qiao Ge rested his chin and stared at Yu Mai's annoyed expression, and sighed heavily, "It's not like you helped him so much before, thinking you were easy to bully."

"Help him? It was he himself who said he wanted to make a good film, so I wanted to give him a push. Who knew he was just pretending, tricking me into tailoring some scripts for him, and praising him." Speaking of this, Yu Mai became angry. He looked as if he had eaten a fly, and suddenly he looked at Qiao Ge suspiciously, and patted the table, "You don't help me fight against the enemy, and you still mock me!"

Qiao Ge said in surprise, "Don't you like him?"

Yu Mai blinked repeatedly and kicked him under the table, "Do I look like someone with such poor eyesight!"

As Yu Mai kicked himself, Qiao Ge dug out the recordings saved on his phone, "I didn't delete it."

"How much evidence do you have, hand it over to me."

"Okay, after Zhou Yiqin has finished tidying up, I'll pack it for you."

In the next two days, there was no movement there, and Yu Mai was fine. In previous years, because of Yu Qiu, he had a rather depressed life, so this time after the New Year's Eve dinner, he didn't go back to his original home for a few days, and went directly to Qiao. Song went back to the villa.

Although Luo Wanying has been abroad all year round, she remembers the customs of the Chinese New Year very clearly. Early in the morning on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, she would call Qiao Ge from below.

Feeling the arm on the pillow move, Yu Mai hugged Qiao Ge sleepily, and said in a muffled voice, "Good morning, was Auntie calling you just now?"

With nothing to do during the Chinese New Year, Yu Mai nestled in the study every day revising the new script.

When he wrote at night, Qiao Ge stayed with him until that time. He was woken up early in the morning and suffered from severe lack of sleep.

He lowered his head and kissed Yu Mai's lips. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, even yawning, "It's like this every year. Let me go down and make dumplings. She said that she wants to inherit the traditional customs, so it's more like a new year. I think she is at home I'm extremely bored, I'm in a panic when I'm idle, find something to torment me."

As if hearing something horrifying, Yu Mai regained consciousness a lot. She retracted her foot from Qiao Ge's lap and sat up in surprise, "You know how to make dumplings?"

"Tsk, look down on your husband?" Qiao Ge reached out to scratch Yu Mai, and at the end of the quarrel, the two fell on the bed panting.

Yu Mai felt the change in the place where they were clinging together, and pushed Qiao Ge awkwardly, "You are so heavy, get up quickly."

Qiao Ge pulled his collar with his fingers, bit his collarbone lightly, and chuckled softly, "Why is the skin so thin, the skin turns red when I bite it. It seems that I want to do something to you, I have to control it Otherwise, if someone saw you the next day, you might have to call the police to arrest me and say that I abused you."

After being molested by Qiao Ge, Yu Mai immediately made up all kinds of pictures in his mind, and felt more and more.He was afraid that Luo Wanying would not be able to call out to anyone, so he rushed in later, and when he saw some pictures without mosaics, he stretched out his hand and wanted to push people.

Qiao Ge wrapped his palm around Yu Mai's wrist, and hummed softly: "Don't move around."

"No, no." Yu Mai glanced at the door from the corner of her eye, "What if your mother comes up? The door doesn't seem to be locked, it's embarrassing to be seen by her."

There is no outsider at home, Xiaoqin usually calls him every morning at work, so Qiao Ge does not have the habit of locking the door.

Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, and bit Yu Mai's soft earlobe, "If Ms. Luo were not here, what could I do to you? So you are not afraid, but I still endured it, thinking that the time is not ripe. After a long time, I Are you looking for guilt for yourself?"

Yu Mai turned her head to the side with a blushing face, muttering in a low voice, "When did I say I was afraid?"

Qiao Ge lightly brushed Yu Mai's side waist with his finger, touched the elastic band of his trousers, and whispered in his ear: "Are you afraid of pain?"

Yu Mai has been a VIP member of the hospital since he was a child. The kind that gives oil during the Chinese New Year. Blood draws and injections are all daily gift packages. He even had bone marrow drawn once because of anemia. He is more resistant to pain than ordinary people.

It's just that after knowing his sexuality, Yu Mai never thought of rebelling against anyone, but he didn't know much about this kind of thing, so he checked a lot of information.

I even read a lot of novels to enhance my knowledge.As a result, after seeing a lot, the inherent impression is that the pain index of this matter must not be low.

Seeing Yu Mai's silence, Qiao Ge pecked his cheek twice, and said with a smile, "I'm so scared, I can't bear to hurt you."

Qiao Ge was wearing a nightgown, the belt of the nightgown had been loosened, and it fell naturally in front of Yu Mai. Usually his voice was clear and clear, but every time at this time, it would turn into a hoarse smoky voice. Extra alluring.

After living together for so many days, they are obviously used to seeing Qiao Ge's figure, but now, Yu Mai seems to be possessed, unable to take his eyes off her.He swallowed twice, and involuntarily pressed his hands against the hot skin.

"You are really..." Qiao Ge held a dangerous breath in his eyes, and grabbed Yu Mai's hand, "You don't know how to be seductive."

The air between the two is gradually heating up, reaching the critical point of burning the string, the wind from the door opening blows on the hot skin of the two.

Qiao Ge trembled, and looked at the door of the room extremely annoyed.

Damn!I forgot to lock the door!

After Qiao Ge was dragged downstairs, Yu Mai only slept for five hours last night. He felt drowsy after a burst of heat, rolled up the quilt and slept in the dark. At noon, he smelled the aroma of dumplings from downstairs and was hungry Had to wake up in a daze.

The dumplings were about to come out of the pot, Luo Wanying just wanted Qiao Ge to go upstairs to call someone, when she saw Yu Mai coming downstairs, she wiped her hands and said with a smile: "Baby is hungry, come and eat dumplings."

It was okay when he didn't wake up, but now recalling the scene when he was bumped into, Yu Mai couldn't face Luo Wanying somehow.

"Aunt Luo, I'll do it myself."

"Don't carry it, it's hot." Luo Wanying said while instructing Qiao Ge: "Don't make trouble here, carry things over."

Yu Mai poked the top dumpling in the bowl with a spoon, "Why do dumplings have to be eaten with broken skin?"

Qiao Ge pointed to the kitchen, and sighed disgustedly: "Ms. Luo said that she can break the bad luck of the previous year, superstition."

"What is superstition? Years ago, my baby was hacked all the time, and then she was hospitalized in a car accident. Eat it while it's hot." Luo Wanying brought her bowl of dumplings, turned to Weibo, and said in surprise: "Why are you two so busy?" It's trending."

The first reaction of the two people was that someone broke the news, but when they opened it, they found that the advertisement shot by Magani had been put on the shelves.

Recently, the two haven't had any commercial activities or film festivals in the same frame, and they are all focused on movies.Even Qiao Ge only had one or two interviews to increase his exposure. Other times, he seldom took selfies, and his fans were starving for food.

Especially the buckwheat girl, who made all the materials that could be made over and over again. When the ammunition and food were exhausted, this advertisement was like rain after a long drought, and it immediately became a gathering place for fans.

——"I'm so sour, I really want to soul-wear Yu Mai for an hour, even 10 minutes. Is this still my cold old Joe? Is it still!"

——"The car is beautiful, the driver is also good-looking, and the price is even better. Please, Zai Zai, contact the people-friendly advertisements, Zai Zai, you take the high-end route, I can't afford this surrounding area, woo woo woo. I can't even afford a single tire. "

——"My girlish heart, the more I look at it, the more I match it. Old Qiao hasn't caught up with anyone yet. I want to see you spread sugar openly. You have good teeth and are not afraid of sweetness."

——"Is it only my attention that is different? You didn't notice the way Yu Mai drove, hahaha, super nervous, about to cry, so funny. And old Qiao, is it the aftermath of the previous car crash? I can't wait The soul is transmigrated into a steering wheel, and it becomes an autopilot."

Luo Wanying, who is in her 50s, has a young mentality. She especially likes to read comments on sand sculptures from netizens, and she can't help laughing: "Baby, your fans are so fun, it's much more fun than Jojo's fans."

Qiao Ge waved his hand and said, "I have a very nasty fan on Weibo, and that's her."

Yu Mai nodded to answer, but Luo Wanying frowned and said, "That's not right, baby, why is there someone mentioning plagiarism on your Weibo?"

The author has something to say:

Roll the wheel by hand, hey hey.

Measure a scale, it should still be possible.