What should I do if I pretend to be a girl online to the president of the company?

As soon as Jing Mu walked to the door of the study, he saw the door in front of him suddenly opened.

Shengxing came out of the door unhurriedly, with a slight smile, he reached out and turned Jingmu and the wheelchair in one direction, and then pushed forward: "It's time to have breakfast."

Jing Mu was suspicious for a while, didn't this person go to work in the study?

Could it be that he finished it long before he woke up?Did you just go in to destroy the evidence and shut down the computer?

Thinking of this, Sheng Xing behind him suddenly said, "I haven't worked these days."

Fang Xiang seemed to have seen through Jing Mu's mind, and gave an answer directly.

Jing Mu turned his head away, pretending not to care; "Oh."

In the past, breakfast was not so early, Jing Mu took a look at the restaurant, thinking that it would be empty.

Unexpectedly, breakfast was already prepared on the table in the dining room, and Aunt Mei was washing the pot.

Jing Mu was pushed by Sheng Xing in a wheelchair and sat at the table. The temperature of the food on the table was no longer boiling hot, and there was only a slight residual temperature. It must have been a while.

He glanced at the time, 06:30, frowning in wonder.

"Aunt Mei, why did you prepare breakfast so early today?"

Aunt Mei wiped the sink with a rag, then turned her head and said, "Mr. Sheng usually wakes up very early on the first day after he gets sick."

"I've taken care of Mr. for so many years, and I remember it by heart."

"In the future, I will have to change Mr. Jing. Remember, I am an old bone, and I can't move it anymore."

Jing Mu raised his eyes and glanced at Aunt Mei, with a blank expression on his face: "What do you mean? Aunt Mei, you don't want to do it?"

Shengxing suddenly put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, Jing Mu heard the sound and went to see him.

Eyes collided with each other in the air, Jing Mu couldn't understand the meaning of Sheng Sheng's eyes, and could only wait quietly for him to speak.

"Is today the last day?"

What Shengxing said was not to Jing Mu, Jing Mu was taken aback for a moment, and then Aunt Mei behind him took the words.

"Yeah, today is the last day."

Just as Jing Mu was about to pick up the chopsticks, he paused and asked, "Aunt Mei, you..."

Aunt Mei wrung out the rag, put it aside, and said with a smile: "Actually, I didn't expect it to be so fast. I don't have much time left. After all, I'm well prepared for the next period of time."

Jing Mu's heart began to beat violently, what does this mean?

Could it be that he got some terminal illness and started to deal with his funeral?

He raised his eyes, his eye sockets were slightly sore, looking at Aunt Mei in front of him, tears began to roll, shining brightly under the lamp, it was extremely easy to be noticed.

When Aunt Mei saw it, she immediately exclaimed, "Mr. Jing, what's wrong with you?"

Shengxing also immediately walked to Jingmu's side, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

After being cared for a few words, Jing Mu couldn't help the tears welling up, he pulled the corner of Sheng Xing's clothes, covered his face, his voice was a little sobbing.

"Aunt Mei, are you going to make arrangements for the future by yourself?"

Thinking of the amiable and well-cared-for Aunt Mei falling seriously ill, Jing Mu felt heartbroken.

He took a sneak peek at Sheng Xing, why is this person acting like a normal person?Does he have no heart?

Aunt Mei's eyes were filled with longing, and she said with a smile: "I'll sell the house in the capital first, then I'll play around in the country, and finally I'm making plans."

The more Jing Mu listened, the sadder he became, he squeezed Sheng Sheng's clothes tightly in his palms, and forced a smile: "Aunt Mei, you have to be good."

Aunt Mei hurriedly took a piece of paper to Jing Mu, and said, "What is Mr. Jing so sad for? Although I will live abroad with my son, I will still come back..."

Jing Mu paused while holding the tissue.

Crows flew by.

son?live abroad?

Could it be that he misunderstood?

The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while, Jing Mu didn't even dare to blink, and wanted to disappear in place.

There was silence for a while, and finally it was as if what just happened hadn't happened.

"Ah, that's it, that's good, come on, let's eat." Jing Mu stammered a little, and changed the subject very abruptly.

Sheng Xing's eyes didn't move away for a long time, Jing Mu hadn't swallowed the bun stuck in his mouth, when he heard him say: "You like to cry so much?"

Jing Mu raised his head in a daze, his complexion was not good, the bun that he swallowed forcibly was stuck in the esophagus, and there was pain, and painful tears gushed out.

On the mouth, he said something inappropriate for tears: "Who likes to cry? I'm just a little emotional, and I'm not the only one like this."

"Oh, come to think of it, my daughter-in-law is also very emotional recently." Aunt Mei interrupted suddenly.

Jing Mu was very pleased with Aunt Mei's magical assist, and immediately echoed: "Look, there are still people like me."

Unexpectedly, Aunt Mei added another sentence: "But she seems to be caused by pregnancy."

Jing Mu was speechless, not knowing how to answer.

Shengxing smiled, ate the last bite of fried dough sticks, and asked knowingly, "So, whose child are you pregnant with?"

Jing Mu was silent for a while, laughed dryly twice, and answered with a rhetorical question: "Who can I conceive?"

Pregnant fart, he is a big man, how could he be pregnant?

Shengxing picked up the milk on the table, looked at Jingmu and smiled without saying a word, his mind was full of the body that made his nosebleed gushes out yesterday.

Finished breakfast.

Jing Mu went back to the bedroom and changed his clothes, and by the way began to pack the luggage needed for tomorrow's shooting.

The things were almost packed, Jing Mu collapsed on the bed tired.

The phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

1: Very simple.

1: You take the initiative to kiss him and see how he reacts.

Jing Mu glanced at it and replied immediately.

0: No, is there anything else?

1: Take the initiative to hold hands?

0: No, I refuse all physical contact.

1: Why?

0: Because he is a hooligan who pushes his feet.

1: ...

0: ... what do you mean?

1: Nothing, then try to record what happens between you and him every day?Pay attention to observe his reaction and his mood?

Shengxing holds a mobile phone in one hand and a paper book in the other. The cover is a bit ugly, like a small advertisement posted in an alley.

His slender fingers slid across the five words "Treasure Book of Love" on the cover, leaving an invisible trace in the air.

These days, in order for Jingmu to take a crucial step towards him and to allow him to respond tentatively to himself, Shengxing has almost searched all the information, and he only needs to hire a love consultant.

Looking at the news of 1, Jing Mu suddenly felt that it seemed to be a solution.

0: OK, can you lend me the dialog box?I will write it down here in the future, and you can help me analyze it?

0: I don't know why, but the opinions you give sound quite reliable.

After Jing Mu finished speaking, he turned off the phone.

Sheng Xing, who was sitting in the study, breathed a sigh of relief, and threw the "Treasure Book of Love" aside.

Although there was no routine, Dao Jingmu took the initiative to get close to him, but at least the other party decided to face his feelings directly, which was considered a good thing.

Put your phone aside.

Shengxing opened the drawer that was locked in the morning, and put the leather notebook on the table safely.

The notebook is well preserved, without a trace of creases, it can be seen how careful the owner is.

Shengxing picked up the pen on the table and opened the first page of the notebook.

A few powerful words came into view—online dating rush to marriage diary.

Shengxing has never kept a serious diary since he was a child, but he wrote it because he saw a love reference book.

"Write the process of pursuing him (her) in a diary and record it every day, and the chances of success will be greater."

Shengxing didn't know whether there was any scientific basis, but he did it in order to chase his wife.

There are already quite a lot of notebooks recorded, and there are several photos on each page.

With prevailing movements, the paper flipped in the air.

[I received a gift from Mu Mu today on 5.21, he must like me [attach cuff picture]]

[June 6.1, Mumu agreed to date me online, and is going to go back to China to meet him [attached picture of air ticket]]

[June 6.2, corn on the cob, one day, you will do something amazing. [Pictures of corn cobs attached]]

[On 6.3, Mumu found out that I was a god. I apologized to him and kissed him, but he seemed to resist. I found out that he didn't like me. I was a big step away from success ...]

The paper flipped quickly before his eyes, and Sheng Xing directly flipped to a new blank paper.

Glue the photos that have been developed after taking last night to the paper.

The photo is a bit blurry, but Jing Mu's face can still be seen clearly.

Shengxing picked up the pen and wrote down a few words slowly.

[I like him, I feel like I will be able to touch the skin that makes my nose bleed soon. 】

From the bedroom, go through the living room.

Jing Mu saw that Aunt Mei was cleaning her luggage. To be honest, Jing Mu's affection for Aunt Mei was not particularly deep, it was similar to a relative, but not deep.

The reason why she didn't want to watch her leave was because after Aunt Mei left, there would be fewer cooks in this family.

The life of opening your mouth when you eat and reaching out for your clothes is coming to an end.

Jing Mu smiled and said, "Aunt Mei, do you need my help?"

Aunt Mei waved her hand quickly and said with a smile, "No need, but can Mr. Jing help me get Mr. Sheng to take medicine? I really have no idea about this matter."

Jing Mu nodded, picked up the warm water and pills that had been placed on the table, and said confidently: "Don't worry, just take a medicine, it's a trivial matter."

Aunt Mei was taken aback, her hands hanging in mid-air for packing her luggage for a long time, she recovered after a long while, and asked in amazement: "Mr. Jing, do you really think so?"

Jing Mu looked back blankly, looked at Aunt Mei with a smile and said, "Of course, it's just asking Sheng to take medicine, is it really a trivial matter?"

Aunt Mei still seemed unwilling to believe it, and asked again: "Are you serious?"

"Of course it's serious."

Jing Mu was unhurried, a little puzzled: "Aunt Mei, why are you so afraid of taking medicine for Sheng Xing?"

Aunt Mei waved her hand and sighed, "Mr. Sheng's father was poisoned to death by his business rival."

"Although the police later caught the murderer, the truth of the incident cast a shadow over Mr. Sheng."

Jing Mu couldn't help but nodded, a little regretful.

However, judging from Shengfeng's performance last night, it seems that there is nothing abnormal about Shengfeng.

He couldn't help comforting Aunt Mei: "Aunt Mei, it seems that there is nothing wrong with Fengxing. When I fed him medicine last night, there was no strange reaction."

"I hope so." Aunt May sighed deeply.

Jing Mu didn't speak any more, walked to the study with water and waist, and knocked on the door.

Shengxing opened the door very quickly, as if waiting by the door.

Jing Mu didn't say much, handed water and medicine to Shengxing, and said bluntly: "Take medicine."

After speaking, he looked up at Sheng Xing's face.

Shengxing's gaze first swept across Jing Mu's face, and then looked at the water and medicine in his hand.

His gaze suddenly changed, and his pupils sank, a little scary.

Jing Mu looked at it, hesitated for a while, and finally said, "Do you want me to feed you?"

Shengxing's eyes suddenly changed in an instant, from the black area to the bright sunlight.

Jing Mu looked at Sheng Xing's squatting down, no need to think about it, the other party must have asked him to feed him.

You have said everything, so you can't go back on your word?

Jing Mu took the pill and said to Sheng Xing: "Come on, ah—"

It's a bit like coaxing a child's tone.

But the popularity is also very applicable, and he opened his mouth slightly without any resistance.

Jing Mu put his hand to his lips and delivered the medicine with his fingertips.

The temperature of the lips is much lower than yesterday, a little dry to the touch but also has a unique elasticity.

Jing Mu couldn't help thinking, what is the touch of these lips kissing?Will it be soft?

"water."

The lips opened and closed, sending out a word.

Only then was Jing Mu brought back to his senses in a trance, and handed the cup in his hand to Sheng Xing's mouth.

After lunch at noon, Aunt Mei left.

So much so that Jingmu didn't find his important problem all afternoon.

How about dinner?

The dishes for lunch are almost empty, and there is nothing left.

Jing Mu turned over on the sofa, glanced at Sheng Xing who was sitting on the side watching TV, and said, "Xing Xing, what's for dinner?"

Shengxing was taken aback, "Ask Mei..."

Jing Mu immediately interrupted him: "Aunt Mei has already left."

There was a strange silence for a few seconds, only the sound of the TV continued in the living room.

Jing Mu hesitated for a while, and asked, "Can you cook?"

Shengxing frowned and said in a low voice, "Do you think I will?"

Jing Mu held his chin with one hand, looked at Sheng Xing, and finally said: "I don't think you can, after all, you grew up with a golden key in your mouth."

"Then Sebastian can cook?" Jing Mu had an idea.

Shengxing opened his mouth slightly: "He is the driver, what do you think?"

Jing Mu was completely disappointed, if he was alone, he would definitely order takeaway.

But on the left side of the work is Sheng Xing who has just recovered from a serious illness, and on the right is Sheng Xing's mother Wu Meiyun.

Ordering takeout is a little bad, isn't it?

"Already looking for a new aunt." Sheng Xing said.

Jing Mu nodded, then turned over, sat up from the sofa, supported the sofa and stood up.

"Then let me cook today."

He stayed in Shengxing for such a long time, and he didn't cook a single meal. He really missed the feeling of seeing the fruits of his labor.

Seeing Jing Mu standing up, Sheng Xing looked extremely nervous, and immediately stood up straight, stretched out his hand to support Jing Mu, and said, "Are you sure?"

Shengxing's eyes were full of worry, for fear that Jingmu would accidentally fall again.

Jing Mu felt that what the other party said was doubting his own craftsmanship, so he immediately retorted: "I'm pretty good at cooking."

She was supported by Shengxing all the way to the kitchen.

Jing Mu opened the refrigerator.

The refrigerator is full of ingredients, and there are many hard dishes, such as crabs.

It's quite troublesome to deal with, Jingmu naturally has no idea about it.

I picked it up a few times.Jing Mu found carrots and squash at the bottom of the refrigerator.

A simple home-cooked dish that is easy to make.

Jing Mu washed the carrots and squash in the sink and prepared to find a knife to deal with them.

But I found a plane, a plane specially used for shredding.

He didn't use it much, but he became interested in it for a while.

Manual planing directly.

The plane is not very sharp, but it is more than enough to handle carrots, it just takes a lot of effort.

After planing almost half of a carrot, the carrot suddenly got stuck on the planer, and Jing Mu pushed forward vigorously.

One failed to brake the car with too much force, and finally pulled his hand onto the plane.

There was a tingling pain in the index finger, and finally blood began to gush out. Jing Mu raised his hand to take a look, and a small piece of flesh was scratched off the index finger by a plane.

Standing aside, Sheng Xing suddenly said, "Did you hurt your hand?"

Shengxing's eyes were anxious, Jingmu raised his eyes to meet him, and said with a smile, "It's okay."

Shengxing didn't believe it, he took Jingmu's hand, put it under the running water and rinsed it, and finally hurried to the living room to get a band-aid back.

Jing Mu couldn't believe that Sheng Xing was a human being.

This speed was too fast, he blinked, and Sheng Xing was still in front of him, and the next second, he had already returned with a band-aid.

While thinking about it, the wound on his hand was covered with a band-aid.

Shengxing took his hand, looking like a dog that has done something wrong.

"Let's eat takeaway tonight? Don't do it?"

Jing Mu felt that Sheng Xing was making a fuss, so he pulled out his fingertips a little, and said with a smile: "If you are in the kitchen, you can't get hurt."

"It's okay, I'll just be careful."

After finishing speaking, Jing Mu stretched out his hand to continue.

But was snatched by Sheng Xing: "I'll do it."

With one more person to help, the work is indeed much faster.

Several dishes have been served, and only the last carrots are left.

Jing Mu reached out to turn the fire down, picked up the clean chopsticks beside him, and prepared to taste the taste.

Shengxing didn't know when he came over, Jingmu thought he was here to eat food, so he said casually, "Do you want to try it too?"

Sheng Xing whispered: "Yes."

Jing Mu tilted his head, signaling for Sheng Xing to take the clean chopsticks.

Then he picked up a few shredded carrots and brought them to his mouth.

Before eating it, I felt something warm touch my lips.

Jing Mu was startled, this is not the touch of shredded carrots, absolutely not!

He reached out and took the chopsticks a little farther away, only to find that the shredded carrot had already been taken care of.

The culprit is the prevalence of orthographic chewing.

There was still a greasy shine on Shengxing's lips, Jing Mu glanced at it, and his eyes couldn't be happier.

Just now, he kissed Shengxing, right?

That's the prevailing lip, right?

It's soft, and it's not as dry as it looks. It feels wonderful to the touch. I want to...

Jing Mu was stunned for a moment, shaking his head, he must have not woken up, he was always thinking about it.

He stood a little further away and asked, "Why don't you hold the chopsticks yourself?"

Shengxing put away his hands, and replied casually: "Lazy."

With the logical answer and the expression of indifference, Jing Mu believed it for a while.

He added some chicken essence to the pot, put it on the plate, and handed it to Sheng Xing beside him.

"Please bring it to the table."

Shengxing didn't reply, and directly extended his hand.

Jing Mu glanced at it casually, but found that Sheng Xing's hand was covered with wounds, and there were at least five or six wounds stained with blood.

He froze for a moment, but Shengxing had already turned around and left.

Jing Mu stood on the spot and thought for a while, when did Sheng Xing's hand get hurt?

Could it be that the plane made it?

Jing Mu recalled, Sheng Xing didn't say he was injured, did he?Could it be that he didn't say anything on purpose?

Thinking about it, Jing Mu leaned against the wall and entered the living room, and took the medicine box to the coffee table.

Seeing Shengxing come out of the restaurant, he immediately stopped him.

"Popular, come here."

Shengxing frowned, didn't speak, and strode towards Jingmu.

Jing Mu watched his movements, and his heart suddenly seemed to be filled with something, and the sense of security and warmth invaded his five senses wantonly.

He smiled, pulled Shengxing to sit beside him, and said, "Come on, big dog, stretch out your paw?"

I thought that if I was caught off guard, I would be able to fool the popularity.

Unexpectedly, there was no effect at all, Shengxing frowned, leaned into Jingmu's ear, and whispered warningly: "What did you just say?"

There were goosebumps on Jing Mu's back, and he felt that in the next second, this man was going to lift his skull and smash it to pieces.

"It's nothing, I said you hold out your hand."

"Did you get hurt just now?"

Shengxing didn't move, and Jing Mu directly pulled out his hand while no one was paying attention.

The big slender and powerful hands in the impression are now covered with bleeding wounds.

The wound looks like it was injured by a plane.

Jing Mu picked up the alcohol cotton and started to disinfect.

"Why didn't you just say that?" he asked.

Shengxing was silent and did not answer.

After Jingmu was sterilized, he picked up the band-aids and pasted them one by one, and asked, "Could it be that President Shanda feels ashamed to say it?"

Shengxing still didn't speak.

Jing Mu looked at his expressionless face, couldn't help laughing, and said triumphantly: "So, there are things you don't know how to do."

Prevailing seemed a little annoyed.

Jing Mu was taken aback by the opponent's sudden movement, and when he realized it again, he was already crushed by Sheng Xing.

Shengxing's eyes were full of desire, as if he would open his bloody mouth and pounce on him in the next second.

Jing Mu couldn't help but relax his breathing.

There is no one around, only Jingmu and Shengxing are left.

The breaths of the two are intertwined in a space of less than [-] centimeters. This atmosphere seems to be very suitable for doing something that crosses the line.

Jing Mu couldn't help but think of the lips he felt in the kitchen just now.

He was about to speak, but was interrupted by Wu Meiyun who came downstairs: "Oh, I'm sorry, did I disturb you?"

"It's so delicious, I'm so hungry."

Hearing the sound, Jing Mu immediately pushed away the burden on his body, and sat up while leaning on the sofa.

"Ah, auntie, shall we have dinner?"

"Okay, hey? Didn't Aunt Mei leave today? Who cooked the meal?"

Jing Mu replied: "It's me..."

The two chatted happily.

Only Sheng Xing who was still unsatisfied was left sitting on the sofa, trying to cover up his desire.

The next day.

Today is the day to go to the shooting site.

Because the time is not very urgent, Jing Mu sleeps until he wakes up naturally.

When he went downstairs, Shengxing was sitting on the sofa, awkwardly changing his dressing.

Jing Mu stretched, rowed the wheelchair and stopped in front of Sheng Xing, and bent down to help him.

Shengxing raised his eyes, and saw the unobstructed view of Jingmu's chest at a glance.

Because he was going to be on the show, Jing Mu wore his most expensive dress, which was given by Qin Xiaola's sponsor before.

A short-sleeved white shirt with a V-neck neckline, which is relatively low, and the chest can be seen when you bend over a little.

Both sides of the side waist are hollowed out, and Jingmu's waistline can be clearly seen.

After Jingmu Bangsheng changed the Band-Aid, he raised his eyes and saw that the other party was staring at him, as if he had done something unforgivable.

"What's wrong?" Jing Mu tried to ask.

Sheng Xing said: "Are you going to wear this dress?"

Jing Mu glanced at himself, and finally answered happily: "Yes, what's the matter? Isn't it good-looking?"

The prevailing answer is simple and pure: "It's not pretty."

Jing Mu was stunned for a moment, stood up with the help of the wheelchair, and looked around himself carefully.

"No, I remember that sister Qin Xiao always praised me for looking good, and the sponsor also gave me a gift because I look good in the clothes."

Looks good, really looks good.

From a distance, she looks like a seductive little fairy, but from a close look, her temperament is not coquettish, and pure desire rushes towards her face.

Shengxing couldn't move his eyes, but he opened and closed his mouth and said, "It doesn't suit you, go and change it."

Jing Mu looked regretful, and pulled the corner of his clothes: "But this is the most expensive clothes."

"The rest of my clothes are big bargains that can't be on the stage."

Shengxing's fingertips paused slightly, he made a mistake, he went shopping for clothes before, but forgot to buy regular clothes.

Jing Mu was hesitant, for a moment he didn't know whether to listen to the popular ones and replace them, or continue to wear them.

After a long silence, Shengxing who was sitting on the sofa stood up, pushed Jingmu back to the bedroom.

Jing Mu looked at Sheng Xing and searched in front of the closet.

Finally, I took out a few pure white basic shirts. Although they are long-sleeved, the fabric is not thick, which is most suitable for photogenic.

"Wear mine."

Jing Mu looked at the clothes in front of him, took them in his hand, and glanced at the neckline, good guy, famous brand clothes label, the cheapest is four digits.

Without hesitation, he made a little gesture on his body.

Although it is a bit big, it is just right. It is more casual. It should look good with a small accessory.

Jing Mu took the white shirt and thanked him with a smile: "Thank you."

When Qin Xiao arrived, Jing Mu had just finished changing his clothes, straightened out his clothes, and followed Sheng Xing into the car.

As soon as he started the car, Qin Xiao looked at Jingmu from the rearview mirror and said, "Mumu, are you wearing the wrong clothes?"

Jing Mu pulled his clothes to make sure that he was not wearing them backwards, and finally said: "No."

Qin Xiao said, "How could it not? Did you accidentally wear Mr. Sheng's clothes because you fell asleep in the morning?"

Jing Mu looked down at the white shirt on his body, glanced at Qin Xiao in surprise, and asked, "Sister Qin Xiao, how do you know that this is a popular dress?"

Qin Xiao explained unhurriedly: "You can see it at a glance. With your age and job, you generally prefer clothes with moderate prices."

"And this one on you is the brand of Live, right? Their minimum is four digits, so this one on you should be specially customized."

"Look at Mr. Sheng again. The shirt he is wearing is of the same brand as yours. It should be the same style but different colors."

Although Jing Mu could indeed make a good guess, but Qin Xiao was so careful, it was really unexpected.

"Because I didn't have any clothes that fit me, I borrowed them."

"Anyway, they are on the show as a couple, so there is no bad influence, right?"

Qin Xiao realized later: "That's right, maybe the fans will make up their minds and stir up a wave of enthusiasm."

It's different from the usual variety shows.

The first stop of Jingmu and Shengxing is not the hotel, but the beach.

It takes five or six hours to reach the beach by car.

Jing Mu was so sleepy on the way that he finally fell asleep.

After staying in the car for a long time, Jing Mu always felt that the temperature of the air conditioner was a little too low.

He couldn't help pulling his clothes.

As the vehicle bumped, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he turned around on the hard object supporting him.

Finally, I suddenly felt something cool on the top,

Jing Mu opened his eyes for a moment, and there was a black cloth in front of him, which was still a little raised.

What the hell is this?

He opened his eyes in a daze for a while, and suddenly a voice came from above his head: "Are you awake?"

Jing Mu suddenly woke up and checked his body temperature.

He was sleeping on the prevailing lap with his face facing out, now he rolled over and his face is facing...,.

Prevailing brother?

Jing Mu jumped up from his legs in fright, bumped into Sheng Xing's forehead when he got up, and covered his head in pain.

"It hurts..." He gasped and sighed belatedly.

Shengxing reacted immediately, straightened Jingmu's body, and gently rubbed his forehead.

After a while, Jing Mu pushed Sheng Sheng's hand away: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

But Shengxing didn't let go, instead he raised his chin with one hand and stared at him with scorching eyes.

Jing Mu was taken aback, his eyes full of doubts.

What is this man up to?

Could it be that he is too good-looking to look away?

Jing Mu wanted to speak, but Sheng Xing took the right to speak first: "You have saliva on your face."

Hearing this, Jing Mu hastily stretched out his hand to wipe it carelessly, where is the saliva coming from?

Just came out of sleep?

Jing Mu subconsciously looked at the place where he had just slept, and there was a puddle of water stains on the hem of Sheng Feng's trousers that could only be seen through careful inspection.

Jing Mu laughed awkwardly, unable to utter a word.

After a series of things happened, Jing Mu was almost speechless in embarrassment.

Fortunately, we arrived at our destination in a short while.

The sound of the waves on the beach slowly came into my ears, and the slightly fishy seawater penetrated into my nasal cavity, it took Jingmu a long time to get used to it.

It was already noon, and the sun was high.

Jing Mu opened the car door and wanted to take the wheelchair down, but found that the only road to the program group was full of stones, and the wheelchair could not pass through at all.

He was stunned for a while, then glanced at Qin Xiao: "Sister Qin Xiao, can the car still go inside?"

Qin Xiao got out of the car, glanced at the stone road, and sighed: "It doesn't seem to work, can I help you take out the single crutch in the trunk?"

Jing Mu nodded, holding on to the car door, just as he put his feet on the ground, he was picked up by someone.

The familiar scent of mint replaced the fishy smell of sea water, making Jingmu feel refreshed. He looked up at Shengxing, not knowing what to say.

Although it was not the first time being hugged by him, it felt different every time.

Especially in public places.

Sure enough, all the people around cast their gazes.

Many girls in swimsuits gathered together and exclaimed.

"Look, I think they must be a couple!"

"My God, are they a couple?"

"How are you so sure?"

"Don't you know them? It's Shenxing and Jingmu. Today, the "Challenging Younger" program team is filming a new program at this seaside."

"Yes, several groups of people have passed by just now."

Followed by, there are a lot of camera sound.

Jing Mu sighed, and buried his face in Sheng Sheng's chest, looking like a bird clinging to him from a distance.

After walking for a long time, Jing Mu suddenly remembered that Sheng Xing was still sick, and immediately said, "Xing Xing, can you let me down?"

Shengxing didn't say a word, even though he walked such a long way with Jingmu in his arms, he was not out of breath.

He didn't let him go until he got to the check-in position arranged by the program group.

The first item of the program is to simply accept an interview as a trailer.

Jing Mu sat on the stool prepared in advance, and the staff of the director's team began to ask questions.

Staff: "Hello, please introduce yourself first."

Jing Mu is no stranger to the camera, but after resting for such a long period of time, he is still a little nervous.

He tilted his head to the camera and smiled: "Hi everyone, I'm actor Jing Mu."

Staff: "Where's the one next to you?"

Jing Muyuan wanted Shengxing to introduce himself, but he didn't expect the other party to be as motionless as a piece of wood, and even looked a bit menacing.

The staff suddenly said: "Well, Mr. Shenxing, you don't need to be so serious, we are not live broadcasting, you can relax."

Jing Mu glanced sideways at Sheng Xing, and finally stretched out his hand to pull out his hand, pretending to know him very well, and said with a smile, "Sorry, he's a little nervous."

"Let me introduce him."

"The one next to me is Shenxing, a former GUBG professional player."

The staff member suddenly joked: "When it comes to the gods, Jingmu always smiles very sweetly?"

Jingmu shrugged, turned his head and gave Shengxing an extremely affectionate look: "Of course."

The voice just fell.

There was a sudden noise from behind, and then Jing Mu felt a moderate force on his shoulder.

He turned back immediately.

"Yo, Mumu."

The voice was a bit familiar, Jing Mu quickly searched in his mind, and finally said: "Lu Zhao?"

"Yes, long time no see, do you miss me?"

Jing Mu smiled and wanted to open his mouth to answer, but was pulled into his arms with a force.

He raised his eyes in a daze, and Sheng Xing, who had never spoken, suddenly said in a low voice: "I think about you disappearing every day."

Listening to the man's voice, Jing Mu suddenly smelled a dangerous breath, and he felt a little out of breath for a moment.

Lu Zhao didn't seem to want to back down at all, and said in a low voice, "It's been a long time since I saw you, and you're still as arrogant as before."

"Did I ask you a question? Do you have the right to answer questions for Mumu?"

Shengxing's breathing became a little quicker, sparks seemed to be shining in his eyes, "You don't deserve to call him by his name."

Jingmu felt that the strength of Shengxing's hand was stronger. He was held in his arms, and there was almost no gap between his back and Shengxing's chest. He could clearly feel the heartbeat of the other party with his back.

The temperature of Shengxing's arm was a little high, and Jingmu wondered if he had a fever again. While thinking about it, Jingmu slightly looked down at Shengxing's arm, as if trembling slightly.

Jingmu stopped breathing, what happened to Shengxing?

Seeing Lu Zhao take a step forward, he showed no expression, but there was a rare inferiority complex in his eyes, and his tone softened: "Could it be because I'm his son?"

Shengxing suddenly shrank his pupils, full of anger.

Jing Mu raised his eyes, but didn't understand the meaning.