madness into madness

Idle is also idle. "

Hou Qingjie's body was tense, Tang Feiyu's slender fingers were playing with his hair, inadvertently his fingers would touch his neck, but when he lightly touched his body, a strange electric current flowed, Susu Mama ,Very comfortable.

Tang Feiyu was very careful, and did not pull down the hair from the tip to the root. The hot and dry wind dried Hou Qingjie's hair and warmed Tang Feiyu's fingers that were always cold.

"Your hair is thick and of good quality, and it should be easy to style." Perhaps feeling a little bored, Tang Feiyu chatted with him.

Hou Qingjie wanted to scratch his hair, raised his hand and suddenly remembered that Tang Feiyu was drying his hair, and put his hand down again, "My dad's hair is hard, maybe it's a family inheritance."

"It's not necessarily true. I didn't inherit my father's hair, and he kept saying that I didn't look like him." Although the two had a very close relationship, it was the first time they mentioned their family in front of each other.

"Uncle Tang must be proud of you." As Tang Feiyu is so outstanding, the parents must be very happy.

Tang Feiyu was silent for a while, the hand that was gently stroking her hair stopped, and then smiled lightly, "Okay." Then he put the hair dryer back to its original place, "Why hasn't the breakfast I ordered arrived? It will take half an hour Alright, let’s call again to remind you.”

Although he felt that Tang Feiyu was changing the subject, Hou Qingjie didn't know why, so he could only pretend not to know, and echoed Tang Feiyu, "Well, I'll remind you."

After Hou Qingjie finished speaking, he heard a knock on the door outside the room, "Sir, are you there?"

"Here." Through the door, Hou Qingjie could clearly hear the voice outside the door, which should have been installed with a microphone or the like.

"I'm very sorry, because the kitchen is occupied today, please forgive me for the late breakfast you ordered." The male waiter pushing the dining car was very polite, and opened the door after Hou Qingjie answered.

Hou Qingjie reacted and wanted to block Tang Feiyu. If Tang Feiyu was seen, it would probably cause a lot of trouble, but Hou Qingjie was still a step slower, or a lot slower.

The waiter put the items from the dining car on the table one by one, and arranged them neatly. Then he looked at Tang Feiyu who was half covered by Hou Qingjie, "Mr. Tang, your breakfast is ready, please take it easy."

Hou Qingjie was stunned. This waiter knew that Tang Feiyu lived in a hotel?

Hou Qingjie was still in a daze until the waiter left. Could it be that Tang Feiyu has begun to appear again in the public eye?

"Hehe, what's the matter?" Tang Feiyu sat on the sofa, and the delicious food on the table aroused his interest.

"Don't you need to pretend, if you meet your fans, you will be in trouble." Tang Feiyu was so ostentatious, without Tao Ping and bodyguards, it would be very dangerous to meet crazy fans.

Tang Feiyu, who was eating delicious food, put it on his chopsticks and snorted softly from his nose, feeling a little helpless, "This hotel is owned by your investor Tang Yuming, and the news about me here will never be exposed, besides, he is my father." , and of course everything is sorted out.”

Hou Qingjie was surprised. He was not surprised that this hotel was under the name of Tang Yuming, but he never expected that Tang Yuming was Tang Feiyu's father.

Unexpectedly, he has been dealing with the Tang family all the time.

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chapterThirty-eight: Happy Meeting (2)

"Mr. Tang is your father?"

"You don't think about it at all, do you!?" Tang Feiyu was more surprised than him.

"Both are surnamed Tang, and they look very similar. Many people would think of the relationship between father and son, but you didn't think of it?"

"Mr. Tang and I met once, and we haven't thought about it for a long time." Hou Qingjie was a little embarrassed. Tang Feiyu and Tang Yuming were indeed somewhat similar. When he met Tang Yuming for the first time, he felt that this person was a little familiar , now it seems that this is the case.

Tang Feiyu frowned, then smiled again, the rapid change of mood made Hou Qingjie not sure whether he was happy or unhappy.

"It's good that you don't have much contact, business people are not easy to deal with, you're definitely no match for my father's old fox." When Hou Qingjie was guessing what Tang Feiyu's attitude was, Tang Feiyu said something amazing, such a casual tone didn't sound like he was talking about his father.

Although Tang Feiyu looked aloof, he was actually a humble person. He would always admire capable people even if they didn't say anything on the face, but Hou Qingjie was really surprised when he talked about his father in such a tone. Did Tang Feiyu have a bad relationship with his father?

After Tang Feiyu said this, Hou Qingjie suddenly didn't know what to say. If he was Tang Feiyu's friend, he should say something nice about Tang Yuming to ease the relationship between the two fathers and sons. Like Tang Feiyu said, the old fox is one.

During Hou Qingjie's few seconds of thinking, the door of the room rang again, accompanied by a woman's voice, "Director Hou, I'm Lin Qiao, have you cleaned up?"

Hou Qingjie was startled, it was already seven forty!

It seems that the whole crew is waiting for him, "I'm delayed by something, you go first, I'll be right there." Hou Qingjie walked quickly to the bedroom as he said that, he still didn't forget that he was not dressed yet, The team leader Tang Feiyu whispered while walking, "I'm sorry, I still have work today, so I can't accompany you. You should take a good rest at the hotel. Your play will start tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Keep your spirits up."

"Okay, Director Hou." Lin Qiao was a little dissatisfied, Director Hou shouted this sentence reluctantly, and left without stopping in front of the door for a second.

Hou Qingjie was punctual, and every time he waited for someone else in the car, this time he was a little anxious for someone else to wait for him, and he hurriedly put on his clothes and was in a hurry.

"Don't be in such a hurry, it doesn't matter if it's later in the evening, and the movie is not in a hurry at this time." Tang Feiyu followed him to the bedroom. At this time, Hou Qingjie had already dressed, only a coat and shoes in front of the door.

"The time is running short, so hurry up, otherwise the box office will be affected if you miss the schedule." Hou Qingjie turned around and saw Tang Feiyu was leaning against the door and looking at him lazily. Consciously slow down.

"You just came back, take a good rest at the hotel. When I go down, ask the front desk to give you a room." Pretending to tidy up his clothes, Hou Qingjie walked in front of Tang Feiyu with his head down. The door was relatively narrow, and the distance between the two of them was less than ten centimeters. You can almost smell the perfume on Tang Feiyu's body, it's the same as last time, but it's lighter.

"The hotel rooms are full now. I booked a hotel elsewhere. I wanted to see it yesterday, but you all went out. I walked around your room. Who knew I was so tired that I fell asleep. You don't have to I'm sorry, I'll be back soon." Tang Feiyu followed him to the door, as if he was going to see him out.

"Where do you live?" Tang Feiyu was worried about living alone, "It's not convenient for you to be alone, let's squeeze a room for you." It is possible to let Song Cheng share a room with other people, anyway, he is rough and thick It doesn't matter.

"No need, I live far away from here. It's not inconvenient to be with my dad." Tang Feiyu's words actually had a hint of sarcasm, and Hou Qingjie could tell that this taunt was aimed at Tang Yuming.

"If you are inconvenient, you can call a car to pick you up. There are enough people in the crew. If you feel bored, you can ask Zheng Qingyin to take you to nearby places of interest. He is from this area and is very familiar with this area." Zheng Qingyin He is an old actor in the crew, almost 40 years old. Although he is not famous, his acting skills are not bad, but he looks very ordinary.

"I used to come here when I was filming. I played with a few friends. It's nothing new." Although the scenery of small cities is good, it is not worth mentioning compared with those world-famous metropolises.Hou Qingjie felt a little inferior when he thought of this episode. He is an otaku and likes to stay at home. He is not even familiar with Beijing, where he has lived for several years. Compared with Tang Feiyu, who is used to big scenes, you seem too petty.

But time was short, and he didn't allow him to think about these things. While his mind was spinning, his hands kept moving, and the shoes and coat were put on within a minute.He turned around to say goodbye to Tang Feiyu, but saw Tang Feiyu squatting to put on his shoes, the low-necked sweater couldn't cover his fair neck.At this time, Hou Qingjie actually thought of the way Tang Feiyu's neck was thrown back in the public toilet, like a proud white swan struggling to the death, beautiful and decisive.

Looking at the fair neck, Hou Qingjie was stunned for a moment, until Tang Feiyu stood up and the neck disappeared before Hou Qingjie's eyes.

He's a normal guy and it's normal to have feelings for someone he likes.

Turning around, Hou Qingjie didn't dare to look into Tang Feiyu's eyes, he was afraid that Tang Feiyu would see dirty sex in his eyes.

"You should rest in your room. If you don't take a good rest after driving all day, you will damage your body." On the whole, Tang Feiyu's mental state seems to be better than his, but he is still worried, after all, Tang Feiyu's lips are pale Gives a feeling of being weak.Although he might think Tang Feiyu was too fragile, but Tang Feiyu's thinner body made him have to think so.

"I came here by plane, and I'll be there in a few hours. I've slept all afternoon and all night, and I'll be bored to death if I rest any more. I just go to the set with you." Tang Feiyu narrowed his eyes and spoke cheerfully and frivolously. own clothes," as the investor's son