The little mermaid got the wrong playbook

Ruan Chujiu gave him a slight push: "Don't be poor, by the way, hasn't Shao Ziyou been doing anything lately?"

"I often come to the company to take acting classes and facial expression management, and I often give gifts to newcomers and teachers, but I coax them to like him very much."

Ruan Chu swallowed the bland porridge wholeheartedly: "Could it be that I guessed wrong?"

"It's better for me to watch. Is he doing so much in the film crew just to open a post on the star forum?" Wen Man pondered for a while, "I just don't know what he wants to do?"

Ruan Chujiu continued to dig a spoonful of porridge and put it in his mouth: "Don't think too much, the soldiers will cover the water and soil."

"Let's not talk about that, by the way, Zhang You wants you to sing the ost and theme song of the Yalan War."

Ruan Chujiu: "I sing?"

Wen Man: "Two OSTs, you and Lin Ningchun each have one, and the theme song is the chorus of the two of you."

After eating a bowl of porridge, Ruan Chujiu put the bowl on the side cabinet, and then said unhurriedly, "Why doesn't Director Zhang find a professional singer?"

Wen Man: "Because your singing has something to say, it can be used as a publicity later, and your singing skills are good."

Ruan Chujiu retracted into the quilt, only revealing a small head, and his short blue hair rubbed against the quilt: "You can just watch and decide."

"Well, that's fine. I'll discuss the price of the OST with Director Zhang later."

When Wen Man went out, he took out the bowl of Ruan Chu's wine by the way.

After Wen Man left, Ruan Chujiu was left alone in the room, lying on the bed and watching the night outside the window from a distance.

There was a knocking sound from the door, Ruan Chujiu thought it was his father, and said without turning his head that he was fine.

It wasn't until the faint cypress fragrance lingered into Ruan Chu's wine nose that he suddenly turned his head.

Fu Wenqin was standing one meter away from the bed with a compelling aura, and took a step forward when he saw Ruan Chujiu turn his head.

Ruan Chujiu sat up anxiously: "Wait, wait."

Fu Wenqin stopped in his tracks, his eyebrows slightly raised as if he was waiting for Ruan Chujiu to continue.

"Just stand here and chat." Ruan Chujiu coughed twice uncomfortably.

Fu Wenqin laughed sullenly, his chest vibrated slightly, and a string of deep cello-like laughter escaped from the corner of his mouth.

Ruan Chujiu also heard the teasing laughter, and blushed quietly: "It's already midnight, why haven't you gone back?"

"Wait for you."

Just two words, but it caused Ruan Chujiu's heart to move slightly.

It was as if the apex of my heart had touched something incredible.

Ruan Chujiu flinched and stammered, "Why are you waiting for me?"

Fu Wenqin laughed: "Of course it's to see if a certain patient will recover tonight."

After finishing speaking, Fu Wenqin glanced at Ruan Chujiu, and continued to whet his appetite: "And... tell someone who I like."

Ruan Chujiu's breathing became short of breath. Seeing that Fu Wenqin opened his mouth to spit out a name, he quickly hugged his head and shrank under the quilt.

"Ah, my head hurts."

Ruan Chujiu's painful face immediately made Fu Wenqin nervous.

Even though he could guess that all of Ruan Chujiu's tricks were tricks, he still felt uncontrollable worry when he turned to Ruan Chujiu.

He lifted his hands full of calluses, and put them on Ruan Chujiu's temples from left to right, and rubbed them gently.

"How is it? Are you feeling better now?"

In order to rub his temples for himself, Fu Wenqin.Sitting very close to Ruan Chujiu.

Ruan Chujiu could even feel the scorching breath spraying from his neck.

He looked down at his hands, and he could feel the cypress smell with a touch of sea salt in his breath.

Ruan Chu's alcohol fever had not subsided completely, Fu Wenqin rubbed his temples and asked him in a daze.

"Do you wear perfume all the time?"

Fu Wenqin's hands paused for a moment, and he put his hands together.

He pinched Ruan Chujiu's chin to let him look at him, and said word by word with deep eyes.

"Not perfume."

"It's a hidden pheromone."

Ruan Chujiu: "!!!"

The author has something to say: too sleepy, sleep first

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I broke my glasses with one ass, I really can't throw them away, I cried