It's not your turn to break up

Wang Zhongqiu walked to the table where Jing Mo and the others had dinner in two steps in three steps, and sat down next to the empty seat reserved for him next to Jing Mo. Only then did the brows ease a little, and he glanced at the sleeves that were being pulled by Wang Zhongqiu and said, "What are you doing over there? I haven't come here for so long, and the food will be cold in a while."

Wang Zhongqiu said with a smile: "I'm so popular, I want to take a photo with me, unlike you, who are old and no one is looking for you."

Jing Mo wanted to laugh at first, but Xu suddenly thought of the female fan who had been hugging Wang Zhongqiu, so his tone became a little cold: "Be careful to keep your distance, you won't be afraid of being taken advantage of by others if you are so close."

Wang Zhongqiu was speechless: "I am also a man anyway, if I want to take advantage, it is not that I am being taken advantage of."

Jing Mo squinted at him, "Who hasn't responded after being hugged for so long?" That look seemed to be interrogating him, which made Wang Zhongqiu inexplicably startled.

Wang Zhongqiu smiled embarrassingly, he scratched his head and said with a little embarrassment: "Isn't it inconvenient for me to make it too ugly, and there were so many people at that time, no matter how you say, they were girls, so I can't let people get off the stage, right?" .”

Wang Zhongqiu always takes extra care of his female fans. There are so many people who hate him all day long, and there are still people who can never give up and support him. Not to mention, they are always fighting on the front line of anti-gangsters, fighting against black people on the Internet for him, Who is not a baby at home, but because of him who is a stranger, he has been wronged and stared at on the Internet, so Wang Zhongqiu can't bear to flatter them as long as it is not too much within his ability.

Jing Mo 'hmph' laughed, "You are considerate, if they were all like that, wouldn't you be bald and skinny from hugging them a long time ago."

Wang Zhongqiu blinked a pair of bright big eyes, and Bai Jing's cheeks were covered with a faint golden layer under the sunlight, like a tantalizing grapefruit, and she was pulling his sleeve back and forth, coquettishly, " It won't be like that next time."

Jing Mo hummed, looked at his face, but didn't have the heart to continue talking about him.

"What have you two been muttering about without eating?" Jia Jing, who was at the same table, had already glanced at them several times, seeing that the two of them had been muttering something as if no one was there, and making some small movements from time to time, he began to tease them, "Have you not eaten?" , Louder, let everyone listen."

Wang Zhongqiu took a provocative look at Yu Ran who had been sitting across from him at some point, "How can you listen to private conversations within the family."

Jia Jing looked at them gossipingly: "You can't finish talking about the private room, you locked the door and turned off the lights, and you still have to come to our studio to talk about it."

"Sometimes, you have to experience something different." After a pause, Wang Zhongqiu said with a smile, "It's exciting to be outside."

Jing Mo's expression remained the same, as if he had gotten used to his nonsense, his expression was indifferent, he let him say whatever he wanted, and kept serving Wang Zhongqiu with his hands, setting the tableware, and putting some of his favorite dishes in his bowl inside.

Jia Jing waved his hands again and again, you city people really know how to play, it's not suitable for children, don't do this, I'm still a child.

Jing Mo knocked him on the head with chopsticks, although he reprimanded him, his face was filled with pampering, "Don't be poor, you will get cold if you don't eat any more, you won't be afraid of stomach pain now, if it hurts again, you will die." Don't cry with me."

Wang Zhongqiu stuck out his tongue, took the chopsticks he handed over, and smiled at him obediently, like a cute little rabbit.

Wang Zhongqiu has been paying attention to Yu Ran's expression, when he said those words, Yu Ran's expression was very dark, with a look of displeasure, but when Jing Mo spoke, Yu Ran's face was ashen, and his eyes were full of hatred.

Wang Zhongqiu still felt quite happy, but he provoked him again and again. He is not a white lotus of the Holy Mother. Do you want him to greet him with a smile, forgive his youth and ignorance, not be as knowledgeable as him, and be a good senior who repays grievances with virtue?Bah, he couldn't do it.Seeing Yu Ran deflated, he felt secretly happy, maybe he is quite bad, he thought with a smile in his heart.

Wang Zhongqiu ate a mouthful of fried shredded potatoes that Jingmo gave him, his cheeks were bulging, and his cheeks moved as he chewed, like a little hamster eating, cute and pitiful.

Seeing his gluttonous appearance, Jing Mo smiled helplessly, "Eat slowly, no one will grab you, why is it like you haven't eaten for three days." Then he picked up a full chopstick and put it in his bowl , "You are so greedy that you think I won't let you have enough food at home."

Wang Zhongqiu ate it, and wanted to act obediently, "Isn't it, you abused me every day, and I lost weight."

"I have a friend who wants to know how to abuse him." Jia Jing smiled maliciously, "Poor thing, you can't let the child have nothing to eat, so Xiaoqiu, you can go home with me, nothing else. I can assure you, the food is definitely enough, and you don’t need to do anything, you just stand in front of the movie theater every day dressed up, sell your lust, and attract more female customers. "

"Why, who do you look down on?" Wang Zhongqiu raised his eyebrows at Director Jia after glancing at Jing Mo, "I can't attract men?"

Who else do you want to attract? Jing Mo gave Wang Zhongqiu a hard look.

Not to be outdone, Wang Zhongqiu stared back, just to attract you, what the heck.

"Director Jia," Jing Mo called out to Jia Jing, squinting at him with warnings in his eyes, "I wonder if your filming has been so smooth recently that you can't find the joy of conquering difficulties. I'm thinking about it. Do you want to find some stimulation for you?"

Jia Jing picked up the bowl and quickly took a few mouthfuls of rice, "Excuse me, I will eat. The food is delicious." It seems that rice is the love of his life.

Wang Zhongqiu keenly noticed that Yu Ran was looking at him again, and he raised his eyes to look in that direction, as expected, Yu Ran's eyes were dark, full of unwillingness.

"Xiao Ran, do you have a bad appetite? Eat more. Don't lose weight every day like other young people. Although you are round, you are round and beautiful. You are so cute. I want to be fat and fat." No more.” Wang Zhongqiu gave him a bright smile, and taught him in the tone of seniors loving younger ones: “If you don’t eat all day long, your stomach will be ruined. Young people can only grow taller if they eat more. Head, it looks like I don’t usually eat well.”

Yu Ran's whole face was about to turn red. In order to maintain his cute and cute character, he pretended to be shy and smiled sweetly at Wang Zhongqiu. Only Wang Zhongqiu knew that it was definitely not sweet.

Yu Ran said: "Thank you, Teacher Qiu, for your care. Xiao Ran will remember it all. When Xiao Ran is successful in the future, she will definitely remember the kindness of her predecessors." His teeth were about to be crushed.

Wang Zhongqiu smiled lightly, hiding his achievements and fame.

After dinner, Jing Mo continued filming, Wang Zhongqiu planned to go back to the hotel to take a nap, Jing Mo hugged him, kissed him lightly on the forehead, and asked Gu Mingming to take him back to the hotel.

The make-up artist of the film crew was touching up Jing Mo's makeup. Seeing that Jing Mo was always smiling and in a good mood today, he had nothing to say to joke with him, "Mr. Ashamed."

"What?" Jing Mo closed his eyes and let the makeup artist skillfully paint on his face.

The makeup artist was applying loose powder to him with a powder puff. She smiled and said, "You and brother Qiu have been together for many years. I saw you on the set today, and it feels like you are in love every day."

Jing Mo was noncommittal, "Isn't it all like this?" He acted like it was a matter of course.

"That's not the same. My boyfriend is willing to be bored with me when we are in love. After a long time, I feel that I am used to each other and have no passion." The makeup artist looked very troubled.

"We're not bored either, I'm not that kind of character." Jing Mo plausibly denied that he is not a bored person, when did he get bored.

"Hey, during the meal, I saw you kept picking up vegetables for Brother Qiu and feeding them into his mouth. It was so hot. My boyfriend was not like this when I was in love. I asked him to taste the vegetables, but he still hated my saliva. "The makeup artist looked speechless, as if he wanted to strangle his boyfriend to death.

Jing Mo raised the corner of his mouth, not feeling anything, "Isn't this normal?"

The makeup artist murmured, as if she had suffered a lot of grievances, "Everyone keeps saying that they love you, but in fact they don't want to give anything. When encountering difficulties, they keep silent and don't want to face them. Talking too much is annoying. , think you are realistic."

Jing Mo didn't say anything, as if he didn't want to say more.

"I read the Internet..." The makeup artist paused, and suddenly realized that she had made a mistake, and hurriedly changed her words, "It seems that sometimes what others say may not be true."

"You can't just look at what you say, but also how you do it." Jing Mo said as he closed his eyes again.

Although she didn't finish speaking, Jing Mo seemed to know what she wanted to say.

The makeup artist saw that he closed his eyes, so he didn't speak any more, but speeded up his hand movements, and carefully applied Jing Mo's makeup.

Yu Ran didn't know when he came in, and when Jing Mo opened his eyes and saw him, he didn't know how long he had been standing.