Rebirth of the film and television superstar

Bian Hui looked at the news from his younger brothers and felt unhappy.

Even though the distance is the same, Ling Haotian would rather choose to sleep at Lin Shouguang's house than to rest in the house I bought for him...

Even if he knew in his heart that Ling Haotian went there by himself, and Lin Shouguang didn't take the initiative to hook him up, Bian Hui still felt a little angry at Lin Shouguang.

In fact, Bian Hui misunderstood Ling Haotian. Ling Haotian only went to the house Bian Hui bought once, and he went there while he was asleep.

The reason why Ling Haotian didn't go to that house was because he subconsciously wanted to avoid Bian Hui, and on the other hand, he was worried that he might find the wrong place.

Bian Hui put Ling Haotian's photo behind the desk, left the company, and drove to Lin Shouguang's home.

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When Ling Haotian woke up, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening, and his stomach was growling with hunger.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Lin Shouguang's face, which was disastrous to the country and the people, and he was still pillowed on his arm.

"Are you awake?" Lin Shouguang blinked and teased, "Is my arm comfortable as a pillow?"

"Comfortable." Ling Haotian boasted casually, and said while arranging his clothes, "You are not recuperating in the hospital, what are you doing at home?"

Lin Shouguang moved a bit, his arms were a little numb, "I hate hospitals, anyway, I have nothing to do, I can raise them wherever I want."

Ling Haotian sat up, only to find that his suit was completely wrinkled, "Is there an iron?"

How can a fashionista like Lin Shouguang tolerate wrinkles in his clothes, an iron is a must.

Lin Shouguang didn't answer, and directly opened a cabinet with his uninjured hand, and handed the iron to Ling Haotian, "The ironing board is behind the door, you can take it yourself, I am a disabled person now."

"Thank you." Originally, Ling Haotian felt sorry for Lin Shouguang when he saw the bruises all over his body. It can be seen that he said 'disabled people' with a playful smile, and couldn't express his concern.

"Haotian~!"

"Huh?" Ling Haotian took off his suit, put on white cotton boxers, stood on the ground ironing his clothes, and returned a nasal voice without raising his head.

His time is very tight, after taking care of his face, he has to rush to the set, and he may not even have time to eat.

"I want to eat pig's trotters." Lin Shouguang sat on the bed and licked his lips, staring at Ling Haotian's buttocks wrapped in pure cotton boxers. He didn't know whether he wanted to eat pig's trotters or Ling Haotian, maybe both eat it.

"Another day, I'm in a hurry, I might not even be able to eat." After Ling Haotian ironed the shirt, he hung it by the window, intending to let the wind dry the moisture on the shirt. "

Obviously, you can skip eating and sleep, but absolutely not, go out wearing wrinkled clothes, clothes are a person's face.

"Accepted the show?"

"Jianke." A smile appeared on the corner of Ling Haotian's mouth. It was indeed a joy to be able to play an important role in Director Wang's film when he first debuted.

"Okay~!" Lin Shouguang can be regarded as half an insider, and he has heard of casual customers.

He stood up from the bed, hooked Ling Haotian's shoulders indistinctly, and said with a smile, "Give me an autograph. In the future, you will become the best actor, and I will make a fortune through this."

"Hehe, thanks for your good words." Ling Haotian ironed his trousers, felt that Lin Shouguang was hanging on him, and didn't intend to leave, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "If you have nothing to do, just help me iron my clothes, and I'll make some simple dinner .”

"OK~!" Lin Shouguang took the iron from Ling Haotian, "Leave the clothes to me, and the dinner to you."

Ling Haotian saw that Lin Shouguang's hand was being ironed smoothly, so he walked into the kitchen with confidence.

Hanging the apron around his neck, Ling Haotian began to wash the vegetables.

"Ring ring ring~!"

When Lin Shouguang walked into the kitchen, Ling Haotian finally heard the ringtone of the mobile phone. After turning off the range hood, he said to Lin Shouguang, "Help me pick it up, I have water in my hand."

Lin Shouguang pressed the answer button and handed the phone to Ling Haotian's ear, "Hi, hello, I'm Ling Haotian."

"Hehe, Haotian, I'm the scene manager. Director Wang asked me to inform you that Liu Tianwang's flight took off late, so he can't come today. Come back to the set tomorrow morning."

"I see, thank you."

"You're welcome, I wanted to inform you earlier, but I thought you might be sleeping, so I only called you when you woke up."

"Thank you." Ling Haotian's voice was very pleasant.

The entertainment industry is a big dye tank, it is really not easy to meet someone who cares about oneself, although it is only a little bit of care, it still makes Ling Haotian feel very happy.

And instead of filming at night, he can make some delicious food for Lin Shouguang to supplement. After all, Lin Shouguang's hand has not healed yet.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Shouguang, the upright person listening to the corner, grinned, "Now my pig's trotters are in place."

Ling Haotian laughed and cursed, "You know how to eat."

Now that time is no longer so urgent, Lin Shouguang just stays in the kitchen, stealing a bite of this for a while, and another for a while, jumping around in the kitchen.

"Go out and steal some more food, and I won't make pig's trotters for you." Ling Haotian threatened, his stomach was growling with hunger, but he was delicious.

"Don't do it, if you don't make pig's trotters, it will be broken." Lin Shouguang begged pitifully.

"Get out!" Ling Haotian kicked Lin Shouguang's ass.

Lin Shouguang let out a strange cry, followed Ling Haotian's strength, and jumped out with a smile.

Three dishes and one soup, finished in half an hour, Ling Haotian came out with the dishes.

"Where's my pig's trotter~?" Lin Shouguang sat on a chair, raised his injured hand, and began to protest.

Seeing Lin Shouliang's funny behavior, Ling Haotian smiled and said, "Eat something first, and then do it after eating. If you want to eat, leave some room for it."

Only then did Lin Shouguang put down his arms, and said with a smile, "Your work is hard, I will give you a massage."

Ling Haotian patted Lin Shouguang's hand away, "I owe you, we'll talk about it after your hand is healed."

After eating, Ling Haotian was washing the dishes, and Lin Shouguang was passing the bowl while watching Ling Haotian, who was only wearing boxers and apron.

Ling Haotian gave Lin Shouguang a blank look, "Don't make any more trouble, and do what you should do."

Lin Shouguang didn't leave, "I'm not making trouble, I'm helping."

"Is there any difference between taking the bowl from the table and taking the bowl from your hand?"

"Yes, you can stretch your hand ten centimeters less, one bowl is ten centimeters, and ten bowls is one meter. You have to walk one more step."

"..." Ling Haotian was so old, it was the first time he knew that there was such an algorithm.

After washing the dishes, Ling Haotian wiped his hands and walked back into the house. Seeing the crumpled clothes still on the ironing board, he said dissatisfiedly, "Lin Shouguang~!"

"what?"

"Who said just now that the clothes were handed over to him?"

"..." After answering the phone for Ling Haotian, because he knew that Ling Haotian was not in a hurry to leave, Lin Shouguang was not in a hurry to iron his clothes, and he forgot about it later.

Ling Haotian opened the clothes and began to iron them. If he didn't iron them, it would be dark and the clothes would not be dry. Bian Hui would be upset if he went back too late.

"I'll do it." Lin Shouguang reached out to snatch the iron from Ling Haotian's hand.

"No need." Ling Haotian dodged Lin Shouguang's hand, and just let Lin Shouguang scald him because he was in a hurry and wanted to have a good meal. Now he has nothing to do, and he doesn't need to press the disabled.

"Angry?"

"No." Ling Haotian lowered his head to iron his clothes.

"I'll do it!" Lin Shouguang reached out to grab it again, but the handle of the iron was so big, Ling Haotian didn't let go, Lin Shouguang had nowhere to start, and in a panic, he grabbed the back of the iron directly.

Ling Haotian quickly withdrew his hand, startled, "You're crazy, what should you do if you're so hot? It's just such a good hand, you can't protect it well."

Lin Shouguang took the opportunity to snatch the iron from Ling Haotian's hand, "I will do what I promised you."

Seeing that Ling Haotian didn't speak, Lin Shouguang explained, "I just forgot just now, it's not that I don't want to iron your clothes for you."

It was just a trivial matter, Ling Haotian didn't expect Lin Shouguang to be so serious, he stared at him blankly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Lin Shouguang put down the iron, and called Ling Haotian, "Haotian, give me some time."

What time?

With a click, the door opened...

Bian Hui looked almost naked, hugging each other, and the two who were about to kiss said sarcastically, "It seems that I came at the wrong time."

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