The actor has to fry cp with me

After replying to the message with a little bit of anger, Cheng Yu suddenly dropped his arms weakly, and the phone was thrown aside.

He suddenly regretted it. He was in the dressing room yesterday evening, and he asked the first question too bluntly.

Isn't this equivalent to expressing one's own mind?

From Cheng Yu's understanding, Chen Ke would never give up this opportunity.Maybe he won't come back and hit a straight ball again, but it's inevitable to think about it.

About the button? Although I made a fool of myself with the reason of "giri button", it does not rule out that Chen Ke must hold on to this and push their relationship further...

However, Cheng Yu knew it well, if he went further, he might only be a boyfriend.

Although, it seems that it is not impossible...

Thinking of this, Cheng Yu turned over and sat up, messily tossing his hair back and forth.

"If Chen Ke hangs on to this topic,? If he wants to take the opportunity to do something else..." He felt like a formidable enemy, "We must not let this happen."

He glanced at the phone again, but there was no movement, but suddenly felt some inexplicable loss in his heart.

Why haven't you replied to the message... Didn't you already type in just now?

Could it be that Moyu was caught by the director and lectured...

Pursing his lips, Cheng Yu felt that he was obsessed with this kind of thing probably because he had just woken up,? His mind was not clear enough.

If you don't come back, you won't come back?What a big deal.

With these words in his heart, Cheng Yu turned over and got out of bed, went to the bathroom and scooped up cold water and patted it on his face.

The refreshing coolness permeates the skin, as if it can soak into the depths, which makes people feel extra refreshed on a hot summer day.Cheng Yu couldn't help pouring ice water on his face twice, but suddenly heard a voice from outside.

It was the phone that vibrated twice at the right time.

Cheng Yu didn't even wipe his face,? He walked all the way to the bed with water droplets hanging, picked up his phone and took a closer look, but was stunned.

[Chen Ke: Good. ]

[Chen Ke: I see. ]

He thought for so long, but only said this sentence.

Cheng Yu's thoughts drifted to the set uncontrollably—he could almost imagine that Chen Ke was expecting his reply, but when he saw the "giri button", he opened his mouth but couldn't speak, his eyelashes drooped down, covering his eyes. A pair of beautiful, always calm eyes also cover those emotions that he never shows.

He may have thought about asking and appealing to the "interviewer", but in the end he only typed out the sentence "I see".

It was like suppressing the turbulent dark tide in a place out of sight, and then using the mirror-like lake surface to greet the night and look back at his first sunrise.

Cheng Yu held the phone slightly harder, and the raised place where his middle finger rested was Chen Ke's button that he had hidden behind the phone case last night.

He suddenly felt a slight tug on his chest, which was neither painful nor itchy, but it actually showed his uncomfortable presence.

Staring at the words on the phone for a long time, Cheng Yu didn't think of any reply.

Chen Ke showed weakness and accepted the position he gave, but Cheng Yu, who was supposed to be the winner of this game, did not get the slightest sense of satisfaction from it.

What interrupted his silence was a knock on the door.

"Brother, are you up? We should go to make up."

"Get up, come!" Cheng Yu woke up like a dream, put the phone in his pocket after locking the screen, washed up, and was about to take a coat to go out.

The temperature difference between day and night in the filming location is huge, if you only wear short sleeves, you may catch a cold in the night scene, and his long-sleeved shirt lost a button yesterday, so he can't wear it anymore.

Inevitably thinking of Chen Ke again, Cheng Yu shook his head, wanting to put those personal matters behind him first, but first glanced at the black coat on the coat rack from the corner of his eye.

It was Chen Ke who hung it here when he entered the door last night, and he probably forgot to take it before he left.

Qi Qi also noticed that this coat obviously did not belong to Cheng Yu, and asked, "Brother, is this a new one you bought? Or did you borrow it from someone?"

"...not mine." Cheng Yu replied vaguely.

Qiqi didn't ask much, and while making a cup of fruit tea with Cheng Yu's quilt, he babbled: "It's cool outside today, and it must be a bit cold at night. I saw that Mr. Chen might be wearing less clothes when he went to the set in the morning, and he sneezed." Come on...brother, you should wear more clothes."

"Sneezing?" Cheng Yu was stunned for a moment and asked, "What is he wearing?"

"Short sleeves."

Cheng Yu frowned.

...Could it be that Chen Ke only brought this coat?

When he was about to go out, Cheng Yu turned back and hung Chen Ke's black coat on his arm.

"Brother, do you want to return the clothes?" Qiqi said, "To whom? I'll help you return it."

"...It's okay, I can go by myself." Cheng Yu hesitated for a moment, but still refused.

The tone of Chen Ke's reply in the morning still made him very concerned, so he might as well take a look by returning the clothes.

It was already noon when Cheng Yu put on today's special effects makeup and appeared on the set. It was rare that Director Pei didn't catch up with Cheng Yu to take a shot first. Instead, he waved his hand first and gave him half an hour for lunch.

"Shouldn't you shoot first..." Cheng Yu looked blankly at Pei Zhenghong who was walking towards him, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, there's still ten minutes left before we should shoot you." Director Pei leaned over and patted Cheng Yu's shoulder after finishing speaking , "And I didn't say it, it was the investor who said to eat first."

Cheng Yu stood there for a few seconds, and Director Pei walked away before realizing belatedly that the investor in Director Pei's words probably refers to Chen Ke.

It's not unreasonable to think about it. He remembered that Chen Ke had to shoot all morning today, and it's normal for people to be tired.

It also saved him the effort to find someone everywhere.

Cheng Yu was about to walk to the place where Chen Ke was resting on the set, but he heard someone calling him behind him.

"Teacher Cheng! This way—" Chen Ke's assistant rushed out of the dressing room and greeted, "I'll take the food for you."

"?" Cheng Yu tilted his head, but he didn't say much to Chen Ke's assistant. After all, the young man was probably entrusted by someone to do things. He smiled, thanked him, and followed him to Chen Ke's dressing room.

Assistant Chen Ke stopped at the door: "Mr. Cheng, I won't go in. I have an appointment with Qiqi to have lunch together! You and Mr. Chen eat slowly!"

?Is the relationship between these two people so good...

However, before Cheng Yu could persuade him to stay, he had already run away without a trace.He shrugged and had to push the door.

Only a crack was opened, and the gluttonous smell of rice in the room could not wait to squeeze out.

Cheng Yu, who didn't eat breakfast because he got up late, had a stomach growl.

"Morning." Chen Ke turned around when he heard the sound, and when he saw the fake wound on his neck, his pupils constricted suddenly, and he realized that it was just a special effect makeup for filming, and his complexion was slightly pale.

Cheng Yu didn't see Chen Ke's changing expression, and his eyes didn't even fall on Chen Ke for more than a second.

"It's already noon, why is it early..." Even so, Cheng Yu answered the words subconsciously.

Chen Ke smiled lightly, didn't explain much, just stretched out his hand to lift the lid of another lunch on the table, and said, "I added chicken legs for you. Your assistant is not here, let's eat."

Cheng Yu's sentence "I'm just here to get some food" was swallowed back, eating people with a short mouth, and saying such cruel and heartless words was somewhat excessive.

After thinking about it, he still said, "Thank you... I'll just take it to my side and eat it."

"The air conditioner in your room has been turned off." Chen Ke said.

"It's okay, just eat a meal, how hot can it be..." Cheng Yu shied away.

Chen Ke is as immobile as a mountain: "I will sweat, and it is a waste of time to touch up makeup."

"Then I'll drive?" Cheng Yu said.

Chen Ke glanced at him: "It's not environmentally friendly."

After a pause, he added: "The same goes for turning on the fan."

...?

Cheng Yu was speechless.

Therefore, Cheng Yu, who originally just wanted to return the clothes and meet up, could only obediently sit across from Chen Ke.

The aroma of chicken legs is more intense.

"Chen Ke." Cheng Yu suddenly said seriously, "I ask you a question, can you answer it truthfully?"

Chen Ke laughed: "Are you one hundred thousand why?"

Cheng Yu didn't show any weakness: "Then are you Wusan? Why are you full of questions all over your body? Let me ask."

Chen Ke wiped the chopsticks in the box with a disinfectant wipe, and handed it to him: "Well, but I've already torn off the answer and gave it to you."

"Ah?" Cheng Yu's finished manuscript was interrupted by his unreasonable reply, "What answer? I didn't get it."

"Look at WeChat." Chen Ke said quietly, "I sent you a picture last night."

"No..." Cheng Yu followed his words, took out his mobile phone and rummaged, but only saw the photo of Chen Ke's shirt with his buttons sealed, wondering, "There is only a photo of your shirt... isn't it? WeChat swallowed messages..."

"May I ask you something... Chen Ke?" Cheng Yu didn't hear anyone reply for a while, but Cheng Yu looked up, only to find that Chen Ke's gaze was fixed somewhere on the back of the phone he held up.

It's the button.

Cheng Yu reacted in an instant, and took a picture of the back of the phone on the table to cover up.

There was a smile in Chen Ke's eyes: "Isn't it right here?" He reached out and turned Cheng Yu's phone over.

Cheng Yu quickly pulled his hand away almost the moment Chen Ke reached out. He saw that hand with well-knit joints clasped the place he just held, which might still be warm, and covered him with a little force. The hidden things turned to the bright side.

The finger pulp belonging to another person landed on the protruding point of the phone case, separated by a transparent barrier, and gently scratched the button that originally belonged to the owner of the finger.

"This is the answer." Chen Ke said, his voice was low, with the certainty he had cherished for a long time, "No matter what you ask, the final answer will be this one."

The room was silent for a while, Chen Ke raised his eyes and looked at the somewhat dazed young man on the opposite side, and said:

"I……"

"Stop, stop, stop --" Cheng Yu suddenly interrupted the unspoken words loudly.

"Chen Ke, have you misunderstood?" He held his forehead and tried his best to organize his words to explain the situation at the scene.

"Then what... I actually just wanted to ask you."

"You give me extra meals every day, do you want to see me gain ten catties after filming, and then when the premiere... crushes me?"

He knew that his thinking was outrageous, and under Chen Ke's gradually weird eyes, his voice became softer as he spoke.

What are you doing... Is this, is it his fault?Cheng Yu felt wronged.

Originally, he didn't say he was going to ask any serious questions... He just wanted to make a joke, how could Chen Ke get into those topics...

The room was so quiet that a needle could be heard, Cheng Yu felt guilty, after thinking about it, he reached out and picked up the chicken leg and passed it over.

"I'm just kidding...don't be angry." He leaned over in a flattering tone, the chicken legs almost pressed against Chen Ke's tightly pursed lips, "I'll give you a bite too, okay?"

Naturally, Chen Ke couldn't be angry with him because of this. Hearing this, he raised his eyes to look at Cheng Yu, who had sincere eyes, and sighed softly.

"You... uh!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the crispy chicken leg immediately took advantage of it and stuffed his mouth full.

Cheng Yu just felt his heart skip a beat.

It seems... a little too hard.

Swallowing nervously, Cheng Yu decided to talk about him from left to right, and opened his mouth nervously.

"How about Mr. Chen...is it fragrant...fragrant?"

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