Actor, your child is lost

The production of sweet-scented osmanthus cake is almost over, it is crystal clear and exudes the aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus.The mooncakes for the twins group are also done. They are exquisitely arranged and look very appetizing.

The photographer took a close-up of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and moon cake, and then entered the tasting session.

Yang Mo picked up the knife on the table, cut the sweet-scented osmanthus cake into small pieces, inserted two small forks into it, and was about to hand it to Les. One was handed directly to Leth's mouth.

The soft sweetness touched his thin lips, Les raised his eyes and glanced at Chu Cheng, but Chu Cheng said, "I don't like sweet ones."

He hooked his lips imperceptibly, and ate the osmanthus cake next to his mouth. It was sweet and soft, and the smell of osmanthus filled his mouth. It was very delicious.

"Since you don't like sweet ones, then eat this!" Les said, forking a sliced ​​ham mooncake and handing it to him.

In normal terms, Chu Cheng would definitely refuse. The program team had already thought in their hearts that they would cut this paragraph later, but after Chu Cheng glanced at Les, instead of refusing, he opened his mouth. Accepted Les's feeding.

The whole picture is so beautiful that I dare not look at it, it is too surprising.

Yi Chengze, who was standing next to the program group, looked at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Should Chu Cheng be in a good mood today?Or what did Ruth do?

After filming the food part around the theme of Mid-Autumn Festival, the program team asked everyone to rest first, and then proceed to the next filming after eating. After all, the duration of a program is only so short, but the actual filming will take a lot of money. Not much time.

The process of finding ingredients and making it took almost one morning.

The next task for everyone is to make lotus lanterns, which are tied to bamboo poles and erected on the terrace, which is called "vertical mid-autumn festival".

And this lamp must be made by everyone.

After the two groups got the materials for making, Le Si confidently picked up the scissors and wanted to start cutting, but Chu Cheng stopped him in time: "I'll do it."

Fearing that Les would overturn the car again, Chu Cheng directly assigned the task: "Yang Mo is in charge of making the wick, and Les the frame! According to this drawing, just bend this into this shape."

The three of them worked together, and Les picked up the wire wrapped in cloth and began to make shapes according to the drawings. Everything seemed to be going well.

However, Les suddenly felt a pain in his fingertips. When he raised his hand to look, he saw red drops of blood protruding from his fingertips. Les was used to this kind of minor injuries, and the wound didn't feel any pain.

Chu Cheng on the side frowned slightly, grabbed his hand, and began to squeeze his fingertips. Yang Mo, who was next to him, saw that Lesi's fingertips were turning white, and couldn't help saying: "Brother Cheng, please be gentle. .”

Chu Cheng turned his head and said one sentence at a time: "If you are tied up with a wire, you must squeeze out the dirty blood."

The other group found that Les was injured, so they put down their things and brought cotton swabs and medicine. The atmosphere was very friendly.

Chu Cheng skillfully wiped off the blood from Leth's fingertips, then applied medicine to him with a cotton swab and put on a Band-Aid.

Les' eyes were on Chu Cheng's face the whole time, and instead of feeling the pain in the wound on his fingertips, he felt that the place was hot.

He looked at his wrapped fingertips, raised his head and smiled at Chu Cheng: "Thank you."

Chu Cheng reached out and took the half-bent frame in front of him, and didn't let him do it again.

The production of the lotus lantern was finished soon. When it was dark, everyone went to the roof of the villa together, tied the lanterns in their hands to the bamboo poles, and plugged them in.

"Is this the Mid-Autumn Festival?" You Shang sighed beside him.

The popular little flower also couldn't help saying: "It's so beautiful."

The summer wind blows slowly, and the lights flicker in the night sky. Everyone sits around the table, eating moon cakes and sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and chatting about some very daily topics.

The program team distributed a few more envelopes.

Yang Mo asked suspiciously, "What is this? Lantern riddles?"

You Shang and You Xi were very interested in tacit understanding, and said in unison: "Guessing lantern riddles? I am good at this."

The two looked at each other and smiled, but after disassembling it, they found that it was not a lantern riddle.

Les looked at the paper in his hand and saw that there were ten fans' comments on it. They were all curious questions about them, and they needed to be answered by filling in.

"It's interesting." Les hooked his lips.

Everyone began to fill in and answer the fans' questions quietly, and Chu Cheng was the first to finish. After all, his answers were always very short, and some questions were directly written as nothing.

Afterwards, the twin singers were written. After seeing You Xi's answer, You Shang said, "What do you mean I often act like a baby to you? Director, he wrote nonsense!"

You Shang stretched out his hand to grab the paper in his hand, but You Xi held it up with a smile: "Obviously because I didn't get the limited edition figure last time, I kept asking for it like a baby."

"You bullshit!"

The two of them were fighting and fighting, and the atmosphere was very joyful. After finishing writing, Danghong Xiaohua felt a little embarrassed and covered the paper with an envelope.

Les looked at Chu Cheng curiously: "What did your fans ask?"

Chu Cheng glanced at him: "Some boring questions."

When the program team took back the answered fan comments, Chu Cheng accidentally saw a question answered by Les.

Q: What is Ruth's favorite season?

A: The summer four years ago.

Even after the filming was over, everyone began to sleep in separate rooms. The villa has two floors and four rooms. The popular Xiaohua sleeps alone because she is a girl. The twins also naturally choose to share one room.

While holding the things, Yang Mo said to Le Si: "If Brother Le doesn't mind, you can..."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Cheng said to Les, "Let's go."

Seeing Chu Cheng's back going upstairs, Le Si curled his lips, turned to Yang Mo and said, "The room here is small, it's too crowded for two people, I'll go upstairs!"

In the room, as soon as Les entered the room, he heard the sound of rushing water in the bathroom. The lights in the room were not turned on, and the moonlight fell on the glass round table through the window, and the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Les opened it and saw that it was a private message on Weibo from Yang Mo.

[Is there any schedule after the filming of Le Ge?I made an appointment with my friend to go to the beach. If you are not busy, let's go play together! 】

【seaside? 】

[Xingdao Bay, I heard it is very beautiful, and there are fewer people recently, so it is less likely to attract attention when you go there. 】

【It sounds good. 】

[If you like, everyone can go together. 】

[But I have to see if I have time, and I will reply you tomorrow. 】

【Okay, Brother Nale, go to bed early. 】

When Chu Cheng came out of the bathroom, he saw Les holding a mobile phone and sending messages to someone with a smile on his face: "The bathroom is ready for use."

Les looked up at him, hummed, and stood up to take a shower.

But Chu Cheng asked again: "About work?"

Les hooked his lips and replied truthfully: "It's Yang Mo, asking me if I want to go to the beach together."

As soon as the words fell, Le Si was grabbed by the collar by Chu Cheng and pushed down on the bed.

"Do you know, what are you doing?" Chu Cheng didn't hide his anger at all.

Seeing this, Les smiled and said, "Are you jealous?"

I saw Chu Cheng was slightly stunned, although it was not obvious, but Le Si still saw it: "If you mind, then I won't go, after all, there are too many people, it may not be very interesting."

He looked at Chu Cheng's lips, as if he was waiting for him to speak, but Chu Cheng suddenly let him go, then turned and went out.

Les sat up, looked at the closed door, and couldn't help but think of the scene when Chu Cheng dropped the ring and left, and felt the same strange feeling in his heart as when he failed to grab his hand.

Early the next morning, Le Si thought that Chu Cheng would not come back after going out yesterday, but he found him sleeping next to him, and saw Chu Cheng's face when he opened his eyes.

He stared at Chu Cheng's face for a long time, finally hooked the corners of his mouth, sat up slowly, picked up the mobile phone beside the bed and sent Yang Mo a message back, rejecting his kind invitation.

Outside the villa, everyone greeted each other and left one after another.

After Les got in the car, he suddenly received a text message from Chu Cheng.

[Go to the old house in Beicheng District, I have something to tell you. 】

Les glanced at Chu Cheng who was leaving by bicycle, then started the engine and headed towards the old house.

Familiar streets, familiar residential buildings, corridors covered with small advertisements and that familiar door.

Before he could knock on the door, Chu Cheng seemed to have opened the door for him because he heard footsteps.

After entering the room, Le Si and Chu Cheng sat face to face on the sofa. Chu Cheng took out a document from a brown paper bag and put it in front of him: "Sign this."

Les picked up the document on the table, and saw the content on it, asking Les not to be in contact with those old lovers, otherwise he would give up the custody of the little guy.

He put down the document in his hand, smiled and said: "I don't remember, you are not sure, the child is yours?"

Chu Cheng did not answer his question.

In fact, the little guy looks very similar to Chu Cheng, so he doesn't need to doubt whether little Jiang Si is his own child.

"You can choose not to sign." Chu Cheng looked at him coldly.

Although he gave a choice, if Les refused, he might really be unable to resist killing him.

However, what he didn't expect was that Les picked up the pen from the table without hesitation and signed his name.