Divorce, I'm a fake double [Entertainment]

rash?allergy?

Lu Wanghe took advantage of the blurry shadow cast on the glass wall, and faintly saw the redness and swelling spreading from one side of his face.

It is mixed with the crimson on the cheeks due to the heat, and if you don't look carefully, you can't find the red rashes.

It's broken, I don't know how Xia Ziying hid the pollen in the box that would cause him allergies, and he didn't even notice it after staying for so long.

The young man exhaled slowly, and pinched the flesh on his hand with his nails to maintain his mental clarity. The slight pain finally made his vision a little clearer.

Lu Wanghe whispered to Qiu Qingyan: "Sister Qingyan, I'm going to the bathroom."

Then he stood up and walked out of the box.

"Xiaolu, where are you going - why is your face so red, are you not sick?"

The white light at the top of the box coldly sprinkled on the scarlet carpet, and the aftertaste of the incense hadn't completely dissipated, drowning all the thin fragrance of flowers inside, but pouring towards the boy everywhere.

There was already an itching and tingling sensation on his face, Lu Wanghe's breathing became heavier and heavier, and he stood still for a few moments when he heard Director Xu's question before he realized who was talking to him.

"Director Xu...it's too hot in the box, I want to go out for a walk, and I'll be right back."

"That's fine, you go."

Just as Lu Wanghe took a step, and wanted to turn on his phone to send a message to Fu Jingmo, a figure suddenly appeared in his blurred vision.

Just as he was about to try to distinguish, Xia Ziying's gloomy and complacent voice rang out in front of him.

"It just so happens that I also think it's too hot in the box, why don't I go out for a walk with Xiaolu, you won't mind?"

Lu Wanghe clenched the hand hanging by his side vigorously, his nails gripping the flesh of his palm firmly, so that his voice would not sound so weak.

"Mr. Xia, please go ahead, of course I don't mind."

The two left the door of the box one after the other.

When Lu Wanghe first entered the hotel, he took a special look at the location of the bathroom and the emergency exit. After leaving the room, he walked straight towards the bathroom.

The feeling of tightness in the chest has become more and more obvious, and the rash on the face is itchy, and even the temples are aching.Lu Wanghe cursed in his heart, restrained the urge to raise his hand to scratch, deliberately controlled the speed of his steps, pretended to look down at the phone, and pressed the voice call with Fu Jingmo.

"Hehe?"

Lu Wanghe walked around a corner, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xia Ziying walking about ten steps behind him, and he was probably still observing whether he was really allergic or just came out for a breather.

He didn't answer, and heard Fu Jingmo's deep voice suddenly tense a few times.

"Hehe, are you allergic, where are you now?"

Lu Wanghe waited for a few moments, and finally waited until there was the sound of a toilet flushing from the bathroom, and when he looked down at his phone again, the voice call had already been hung up.

Fu Jingmo should be able to understand what he meant.

Looking at the road now, he felt that the red blanket was mixed with the black wall, and he could only touch the door of the bathroom by feeling, let alone see the phone keyboard clearly to type.

The boy walked into the bathroom, taking advantage of the gap that Xia Ziying couldn't see him, he immediately turned on the faucet and turned it to the far left.

The icy cold water was splashed on the face, which quickly relieved the itching of the skin.

However, before he could turn off the tap, Xia Ziying opened the bathroom door and came in.

Lu Wanghe bent his body slightly, and heard the sound of footsteps approaching him little by little, and finally stopped at the pool next to him.

A sharp and somewhat mocking gaze shot back and forth at him, and finally turned into a question with a hidden smile.

"Xiaolu, you don't seem to be in good condition. You have something growing on your face. Could it be an allergy?"

"If you look like this, you have to tell Director Xu quickly. If something happens to you on the set and you go to the hospital, we can't bear the responsibility."

While talking, Xia Ziying stretched out her hand to grab Lu Wanghe's wrist.

The tone already faintly carried the excitement of a successful trick.

"Hurry up and come back with me to see Director Xu, how can you film with your face like this? The crew doesn't have time to wait for you to recover from your illness, so go!"

Crystal drops of water dripped down the boy's eyelashes and bridge of nose to his chin, and the dripping water soon soaked the neckline of his shirt, revealing his beautiful collarbone.

Xia Ziying's eyes darkened, and just after hesitating for a moment, Lu Wanghe slammed her hand away.

"... I don't need Mr. Xia to worry about my affairs. If I should tell Director Xu, I will naturally say it."

Fu Jingmo should have sent someone to the box to check where Xia Ziying hid the pollen. In order to avoid alarming the enemy, he had to delay here a little longer.

The young man's dark peach blossom eyes seemed like the night sky had just been washed by rain, the ink turned purple, and his slender eyelashes were wetted into strands, following the slight trembling of his eyelids, they fluttered like crow's wings.

It's just that red rashes appeared on his originally fair face, and the boy's chest heaved slightly due to the tightness of breath, making him look extraordinarily fragile.

Xia Ziying looked at him like this, rolled her eyes, and suddenly laughed "hehe".

"I know, Xiao Lu, you are afraid that Director Xu will find out about your allergies, and you may be fired from the crew due to illness!"

"Don't be afraid, although you will definitely not be able to continue filming on the set in a short period of time with your appearance, but as long as you agree to one condition, I will help you hide it and not tell Director Xu, what do you think?"

Lu Wanghe supported the sink table with one hand, and the cold touch of the marble did not reduce the heat of his body at all. He took two steps back slightly, and asked in a low voice: "...What conditions?"

Xia Ziying took a step closer, first glanced at his mobile phone to make sure that he hadn't turned on the recording, and then laughed.

"As long as you spend the night with me, I guarantee that the previous misunderstandings between the two of us will be wiped out... If you serve me comfortably, maybe I will ask my agent to give you some resources, and you don't want to be in the crew all the time. Small role with few shots, huh?"

Lu Wanghe lowered his head slightly, but stared straight at Xia Ziying, raised his eyebrows when he heard his words, and laughed hoarsely.

"Does Teacher Xia also dream during the day?"

"I didn't tell you about your dirty tricks at KTV, but Teacher Xia still has those dirty thoughts, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Xia Ziying originally thought that Lu Wanghe had no choice but to compromise, but her expression changed suddenly.

"I knew that KTV must have been done by you... If you don't agree, then you should obediently leave the crew of "Story Pass"! I heard that your fans like your face very much. You said that if they see Would you still like it after seeing you like this?"

Xia Ziying stretched out his hand suddenly, but Lu Wanghe couldn't dodge in time, and was pushed staggered by him.

"I want you to never think about being in the entertainment circle again for the rest of your life!"