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When Mu Xin came out of the bathroom, she didn't notice it, and the neckline was twisted when she pulled it back and forth.

The skin lining the light gray vest is dazzlingly white, with locks on the left side.Half of the bones are exposed, straight and slender, and there is a nest on the top.

Seeing that Shu Chuilin had finished filling the soup, she leaned over and squatted there to pick the edge of the table and smell it: "It smells so good."

I don't know why, it's not a long time since we saw each other this time, but he doesn't dare to look at Shu Cuilin, staring at the thermos bucket, his greed is a bit exaggerated.

Shu Chuilin said it was hot and asked Mu Xin to wait for a while.

Mu Xin started her childhood health-preserving habit. No matter how hot the summer is, she never drinks ice water, let alone soup. On a hot day, drinking lukewarm water makes her sweat, which is more comfortable than others using iced food.

Obediently complied, and stirred with a spoon to dissipate heat.

Two small bowls of soup, the one in front of him was stirred to dissipate heat quickly, first served in front of Shu Cuilin, and then poured his own.

Shu Cuilin sits in a wheelchair, and the sofa that matches the low coffee table is also short. Her line of sight is much higher than that of Mu Xin who is sitting on the sofa, and the neckline of her vest is so big...

Reached out and pulled Mu Xin's vest: "It's crooked."

I have never seen Mu Xin wear so little before. She is thinner but fits the word "fiber and well-fitted".

Mu Xin looked down and said nothing, but she knew that her toes were tense for a moment, and she drank the soup much faster than usual.

After drinking it by himself, there is still half a bowl in Shu Cuilin's place.

In the evening, Shu Cuilin invited the crew to dinner.

He invited, just a few core members of the crew, a few leading actors, director, assistant director, producer, etc., to sit in a box.

Whether it's the director's hospitality to Shu Cuilin, or Shu Cuilin's aura as deep as an abyss while sitting there, others are very nervous.

In the top box of the best hotel, there are a group of people who are in awe of elementary school students meeting the dean and sitting on small benches.

Shu Cuilin didn't talk much, just a few words, such as: "Wine is a collection, and it has great stamina. If you drink too much, you can go upstairs and sleep directly. It's your own place, so you're welcome."

Besides, Mu Xin likes acting, and everyone sitting here is a senior, so it is Mu Xin's blessing to be able to give some pointers when she is free.

Mu Xin sat next to Shu Cuilin.

After several hours of getting along with each other, the embarrassment of being endless has been dispelled, and he stared at Shu Cuilin openly.

The man next to him has a great demeanor in his gestures and gestures, he seems to be stepping on every word, and he is impeccable, as long as he eats without thinking.

This kind of feeling is the first time when I'm socializing in the entertainment circle, it's very novel, and it's also...in short, it's a bit dreamy.

Director Zhou Ke personally poured wine for everyone. First, his flesh hurts. He likes wine. Of course, he knows the value of the bottle in his hand in the market. He wished he could take it home and offer it.

And then I was secretly dumbfounded, what is my own place, this hotel has hundreds of chains across the country...

Fortunately, the character who rolled out of the crowd of spirits had a lot of claws scratching his heart and a thousand thoughts, but he still remembered that when he poured wine for Mu Xin, he only poured half a glass.

He still remembered that during the kick-off banquet, Mu Xin stopped drinking after drinking a glass, saying that she was too strong to drink.

In the middle of the meal, Zhou Ke proposed to have a drink together.

Mu Xin was eating fish-flavored smoothie, which was strange, and felt that the taste was surprisingly palatable, so she also took half a glass of wine for herself.

A hand stretched out from the side, the hand under the crystal chandelier was white and slender, and with an inexplicable sense of strength, it took the cup away.

Zhou Ke: "..."

other people:"......"

They were all quite surprised, one was that Mu Xin didn't look weak, and the other was that Shu Cuilin looked like a very indifferent person.

These two people sat together, not to mention their good looks and temperament, there seemed to be something subtle and indescribable. They were very close, but they were inexplicably suitable for each other.

Zhuo Yu, who was also invited as the male number N, tightened his hand holding the wine glass slightly.

I thought it was true, but when I saw some scenes, not only felt sad, but also felt ashamed.

Mu Xin looked embarrassed by everyone: "Little uncle..."

He didn't have much wine, so he could drink it by himself.

Shu Chuilin glanced at the unfinished fish-flavored meat on Mu Xin's plate just now: "Is it delicious? Put more starch than the one at home, an improved version."

Mu Xin: "You... this..."

Wouldn't it be what he thought... All the dishes on this table were made by Shu Cuilin?

He doesn't have a gluttonous tongue, and he feels that it is true that the dishes are delicious, but it is still a little difficult to be sure who made them.

Shu Cuilin smiled: "There are only two ways, one meat and one vegetarian, guess which one is the other."

In fact, there is no need to guess, it is the two dishes that Mu Xin ate the most.

Shu Cuilin's smile was very weak, but it was very rare for him. The second female number Wu Mei who was opposite to him looked straight at her, and her face burned red.

He is obviously a person who can't help but want to burrow into the ground, why is he smiling at Mu Xin... an evildoer...

Shu Cuilin drank the wine on Mu Xin's behalf, and the wine glass was put back in front of Mu Xi.

He didn't explain anything, and there was silent domineering. There are many rules in the wine market, but some people themselves represent the rules.

After drinking, Zhou Ke didn't pour Mu Xin any more.

Occasionally, I saw that Mr. Shu carefully picked up shrimp and put it in the hands of Mu Xin. Mu Xin ate it as usual, her eyebrows twitched, she had a different surname, and she replaced the wine...

He has cared so much, it seems that he is the only flower in the department that he loved with all his heart and soul when he was a student in the director department.

The meal was served with Hehe Lele.

Director Zhou Kehuai was full of gossip, and he felt the thrill of ordinary people knowing about the secrets of the royal family. When the banquet was over, Shu Cuilin twitched Mu Xin's ear, and suddenly felt a sense of calmness that he had seen a big scene.

After all, Mr. Shu seems to be more suitable for twisting people's necks alone.

Zhuo Yu poured a lot of wine and drank, he was a little drunk and felt aggrieved.

He didn't know exactly why he was aggrieved, there were probably many, for example, Mu Xin didn't look at him at all, for example, he saw with his own eyes that even though they were disabled, some people seemed so unfathomable that it made people fear.

Uncontrollable fear is even more frustrating.

Mu Xin covered her ears, staring at Shu Chuilin's moist, dark eyes: "Little uncle, you are drunk."

Why are you still picking his ears?

Shu Cuilin blinked his eyes, he was really not drunk, he might be drunk if he drank ten times the amount, but in the blink of an eye, he felt that the time with the person in front of him was wasted.

He just said, "Suisui, I'll wait for you to get the actor."

Mu Xin: "...Huh?"

The words are endless, and the film king, although I have thought about it secretly, but now the identity of this little Xiami seems to be a little far away.

Shu Chuilin: "We've got the actor, we'll make it public."

This sentence is as light as a wisp of smoke, like a dream, but it is indeed sincere.He respected Mu Xin's career, and made it public that the influence was really bad, at least until the foundation of her career was stabilized.

Don't look at the entertainment stars who always marry into rich families, but Yancheng's real aristocratic and wealthy circles and entertainment circles are still unrecognizable.

very thick.

So even though Mu Xin's birthday party was as grand as it was, there was almost no rumors in the entertainment circle.

Mu Xin pushed the wheelchair: "Little uncle, you are drunk, let's go upstairs to rest, okay?"

Shu Chuilin said yes.

The others were all arranged by Lao Xu to live in the hotel. When they arrived at Zhuo Yu, they didn't lead the way to the assigned waiter. They just said, "Young Master Zhuo, where do you live? I'll find you a substitute driver?"

Zhuo Yu looked back and forth, half drunk, poked the carpet heavily in the air: "It's right here."

look down on people?

He doesn't deserve to live here?

Old Xu is dignified and polite: "Okay."

Three minutes later, the hotel's own security system sent the most powerful bodyguards to take the drunk guest surnamed Zhuo to a nearby small hotel.

The customer didn't cooperate during the process, so Lao Xu calmly asked on the phone: "Isn't he unconscious? I can't do the work I threw on the bed?"

A few broken flowers just want to abduct his proprietress, what a dream!

Bodyguard: "...you're right."

Here, Mu Xin sent Shu Cuilin to the suite prepared by the hotel, came out of the bedroom to pour water for Shu Cuilin, and was greeted by Lao Xu to the door.

Old Xu rubbed his hands together, as if his head was battered: "Master Mu, can you do me a favor?"

Mu Xin: "...you say it."

He's still a little confused in his head, openly...he must have misheard.

Old Xu: "The boss seems to be drunk. The six sons are going to visit a friend, but they can't come. I... The boss doesn't like to be close to people when he's drunk. Look... just wipe your face with a hot towel Wipe your hands, feed some water, and take care not to fall off the bed."

Mu Xin: "..."

To go back ten days, he has no hesitation at all, but recently it seems... to stay in the same room?stay overnight?

Old Xu sighed: "If you don't want to forget it, the boss is not often drunk, the wine should be pretty good, and the night passed quickly, you still have to film tomorrow, you can't do it if you don't have a good rest... Put the water away The bedside table, the boss can drink when he wakes up thirsty."

wake up thirsty?

Mu Xin shook her head: "It's okay, I'm not busy, I'll take care of you." Originally, her legs and feet were inconvenient, so drinking so much wine was because of him, and she was still human if she left.

After Lao Xu finished playing freely, he felt that he had already seen the doubled quarterly bonus beckoning to him.

He wasn't aimless either, the boss sent all six of them away...

Mu Xin is here, carrying a water glass to the bedroom.

The wheelchair was empty, and Shu Cuilin had already gone to bed and lay down, as if he was asleep, his eyelashes were black, bright and long, and the bridge of his nose was too straight.

Wine is very good.

He put down the water glass and went to the next bedroom to wash up, then ran back and sat at the end of the bed in a daze, the phone rang halfway, and the spirit that had drifted away was startled back.

The phone number is an unknown number.

Mu Xin pressed the button for the first time, but unexpectedly, the other party sent a message saying that there was an urgent matter, so she went out to answer the phone again.

Opposite is Yan Chunyi.

Yan Chunyi was in a hurry, saying that Wei Yunji drank too much and had stomach bleeding, and now he is undergoing surgery.

He said again: "Mu Xin, young master Mu, I beg you, Brother Ji keeps calling your name in a daze, you come here, he has never drank so fiercely before, it's all because of you... ..."

Mu Xin was shocked for a moment at first, and then heard Yan Chunyi's words getting more and more outrageous, and frowned: "It's not because of me, I didn't force him to drink. See a doctor when he's sick."

In those years when he didn't pay attention to him, it's not that Wei Yunji didn't go to the hospital. How could he become his own fault now? It doesn't make sense.

He hung up the phone, thought about it and turned it off, and then went back to the next door, looked at the person on the bed, and thought that the little uncle was the one who drank for him.

Entrust the crew to take care of themselves like parents...

Mu Xin washed a hot towel, wiped Shu Cuilin's face and hands, and tucked in the quilt for him, and finally curled up at the end of the bed and fell asleep.

Just here, he was still alert to some sense of sanity, for fear that Shu Cuilin might be missed, so he woke up immediately when he was picked up.

The bedroom light was turned off, the door opened a gap, and the light in the living room brought in a bit of dim brightness.

Mu Xin kept this bit of light originally for the convenience of taking care of others. When she was hugged, she could just tell that it was Shu Cuilin, and rubbed her eyes: "Little uncle...are you awake?"

Shu Cuilin held down Mu Xin's movement of turning over, and stuffed her into the bed: "I haven't woken up, if you shake me again, I'm going to vomit."

The person was put under the quilt, but he was actually still leaning over, holding the person in his arms, he was reluctant to let go.

Mu Xin didn't dare to move anymore, and reminded him: "There is a basin at the end of the bed."

I have never taken care of drunk people. I searched online, and it is said that some people will feel sick when they fall asleep, and there are many people who have no time to go to the bathroom. It is best to put half a basin of water in the room for easy cleaning.

In the half-light and half-darkness, Mu Xin seemed to smile when she heard Shu Cuilin.

He was leaning against the person's chest, and he could clearly feel the vibration of the other person's chest, whether it was pleasure or something else, and people could hear him back, bowing his head like a beast, intimate and tame: "Got it, sleep with you."

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感谢在2021-08-0721：20：09～2021-08-0823：25：10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: Floating Life Like a Dream 2; Cat Loves Swimming, 517910551;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of glaze pump;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!