You Le was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head away pretending not to care, and started sending Zhang Zezhou a WeChat message:

【are you awake? 】

【already dead. 】

[Stop talking nonsense!Send me that picture in your hand. 】

【how?You want to confront Fuxi?Then I will be miserable? 】

[It won't involve you. 】

[It's not a matter of involvement or not, he knows that I took this photo. 】

【If you don't send it, I will send a file to tell the whole six realms that you have been "picked up by soap". 】

【Hold!you are vicious. 】

"Ding."

Looking at the picture sent by Zhang Zezhou, You Le suddenly felt confident.

He didn't notice his current thoughts at all, like a wife who caught evidence of her husband's cheating.

Seeing You Le returned to the nanny's car to rest, Fu Xi hurriedly followed.

In the car, Dong Huanggang and You Le were talking about shooting magazines this weekend, when they saw Fuxi come in.

He laughed and laughed: "It suddenly occurred to me that I still have something to do, so I'll do it first. You guys should take a good rest."

You Le watched Donghuang leave with cannibalistic eyes the whole time.

At this moment, he had already figured out what kind of soup he should use this bird for!

Donghuang slipped away quickly, and closed the car door very considerately, and almost stunned You Le to death.

Without the idlers, Fuxi relaxed a lot.

He wanted to reach out to pull Yule's hand, but Yule looked out of the car window and hid there as if nothing had happened.

Fuxi frowned, but still grabbed his hand.

Just as You Le was about to curse, Fu Xi said first, "I'm sorry."

You Le held his breath in his throat, neither uttering nor swallowing.

"It's not necessary." He said with a cold face, "I'm not missing an arm or a leg. I returned home safely. You have nothing to apologize for."

"Speaking of which, I still want to thank you." You Le lowered his eyelids and did not look at the person in front of him. "Thank you for taking care of me for so long. Before that, you saved my life at the hands of a monster named Huang."

As he said that, he pulled his hand out of Fuxi's, and said in a distant manner: "If you want to say sorry, I will say it. I am the one who caused you trouble."

In the past, his clay figurine was always happy in his arms. Even though he was unhappy and lost his temper, it was fine when he lost his temper.

Could it be that after staying in the mortal world for a long time, his temper has become so uncertain?Fu Xi was a little embarrassed thinking.

"It's not your fault." Fu Xi sighed and said, "I shouldn't have let you slip down back then."

"Huh?" You Le couldn't understand what he was saying.

Fuxi lowered his eyelids and said, "It's nothing. Did you have a good meal today?"

He used to cook for You Le by himself, but today he was delayed for a day due to matters in the heavenly realm, so he was concerned about whether You Le had eaten well.

He is now eating whole grains, and it would be bad for his health if he didn't eat a meal.

"Eat." You Le endured the dull pain in his abdomen and said.

In fact, apart from drinking half a bottle of mineral water before shooting, he didn't drink anything into his stomach today.

He suddenly remembered that before he met Fuxi, he had not eaten regularly for many years.

Because he has been living alone since he was very young, and there is no adult to supervise and take care of him. What to eat, when to eat, and whether to eat or not are all up to his temperament.

Later, after graduating from university, I met Yue Yixian, and the situation improved a bit but not much better.

Therefore, his stomach has not been very good.

Before, he had to go to the hospital every three days because of gastrointestinal problems. After Fuxi appeared, he cooked for him every day, regularized his diet, and his gastrointestinal symptoms gradually improved.

You Le pressed his hand on his abdomen calmly, maybe it's been too long since the last stomach pain, and he wondered if the stomach pain was so painful?

You Le is an actor, and he is also a very good actor, so other people can't see anything abnormal about him now, but Fuxi can see his discomfort at a glance.

He said seriously, "Stomach hurts?"

Youle said stiffly: "No, don't curse me."

Fuxi's face became ugly, and without saying anything, he took out a thermos from the backpack behind him.

After unscrewing the lid of the pot, there was steaming millet pumpkin porridge inside, which he brought over after cooking it himself.

Originally, I was thinking about filming a night scene today. I was afraid that You Le would be hungry in the middle of the night. He was in a bad mood recently. If he ordered those greasy midnight snacks, it would be bad for his health, so he brought the porridge over. Pad him a tummy.

Unexpectedly, this person didn't eat well!

Fuxi didn't quite understand, he was obviously losing his temper with himself, obviously what he hated now was himself, shouldn't that mean that he was not allowed to eat?

Fuxi took out a bento spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and said to You Le, "Open your mouth."

You Le's heart skipped a beat, and he gritted his teeth and turned his head away.

He hates that Fuxi treats him so well, it's obviously a play house, everyone goes back to each house to find their own mother after playing, how can he act so realistically?

You Le felt that it was necessary for him to discuss acting skills with Fuxi.

"Drink it quickly, your stomach won't hurt after drinking it." Fuxi tried to coax gently.

You Le bit his lip and stared out the window, still ignoring him.

Fuxi was still coaxing him tirelessly by his ear, Fuxi's voice was low and gentle, and the scent of millet pumpkin porridge lingered at the tip of his nose.

You Le's heart is getting heavier and more sour.

He didn't understand why God wanted to play him like this, why he was the only one of the 70 billion people in this world!

Forget about the lone star of Tiansha, why did he play on him?

Just play, why do you have to be so nice to yourself?

It's fine for him to be alone for the rest of his life.

Now that he has given him another husband, he still takes good care of him, and finally tells him that this is just a "playing house", people have someone they like, and they will break up when they say goodbye!

Why is my life so bad?Why should I be played by them?

You Le's vision gradually blurred, he suddenly opened the car door beside him, and then left on his own.

Fuxi was stunned in the car with the porridge, and then his face completely sank.

Before You Le took a few steps, he felt a tightness around his waist. When he came back to his senses, the car door had closed again, and he had already sat in Fuxi's arms again.

Looking down, there is Fuxi's black tail wrapped around his waist.

"You lose your temper and you lose your temper. You are a mortal. If you don't eat, you will get sick, and if you get sick, you will die." Fuxi said disapprovingly while scooping up the porridge.

He took another spoonful of porridge and handed it to You Le's mouth.

But seeing You Le staring at him with tears in his eyes, Fuxi suddenly panicked: "This...what's wrong??"

You Le glanced at him and ignored him, but Fuxi didn't know what was wrong, and suddenly laughed out loud: "It's so embarrassing to cry at such a big age!"

You Le: "...hehe, go to hell."

Donghuang is discussing with director Xu Gang, You Le is not in good condition today, can you extend the rest time.

"Is he not feeling well?" Director Xu Gang asked with concern, "Should I go to the hospital? An actor's health is important, and only in good physical condition can he quickly enter the state. Procrastination like this is not good for him, but for the crew The actor's condition is not good, and it's a waste of time. Otherwise, why don't you film his scene today?"

Hearing this, Donghuang thinks it is feasible, and the couple will probably have a lot of trouble today.

So he replied: "That really troubled the director."

Director Xu Gang waved his hand indifferently: "Xiao You is obedient enough, the actors I filmed before even made a small cut and didn't bleed, so they all wanted to take a photo and post on Weibo to say how dedicated they are. "

The filming of the first two episodes started a few days ago, and You Le's popularity has been rising steadily, and now he can be regarded as a hot "traffic figure".

There are wave after wave of fans from the crew visiting the set,

But he is usually as low-key as ever, doing what he should do, as if he is not aware of the growth of his popularity.

Donghuang smiled, then bid farewell to the director, and said to the assistants on the side: "I will let the driver take you back to the hotel in a while. You Le is not feeling well and is not in good condition. I will not shoot him tonight."

"What happened to Brother You?" Hu Xiaoqing asked.

Perhaps it was because Hu Xiaoqing was a monster, so Donghuang had to take extra care of her. He smiled at Hu Xiaoqing and said with concern: "It's okay, you guys go back first."

After dismissing the staff he brought, Donghuang returned to the nanny's car.

He imagined countless scenes of You Le and Fuxi fighting, and thought about countless possibilities of being implicated, and finally gritted his teeth and opened the car door.

However, the atmosphere in the car was so harmonious and warm that it was a little weird - You Le was sitting in Fuxi's arms, drinking the porridge Fuxi fed him one mouthful at a time.

"Have you finished your rest?" Seeing Donghuang, You Le asked.

Donghuang came back to his senses: "No, I told the director that you are not in good shape today, and he said that your scene was moved to a later stage for filming, and you should rest first tonight."

"How did this happen?" You Le dissatisfied, "Now my stomach doesn't hurt anymore."

With that said, he broke free from Fuxi's embrace, and insisted on getting out of the car to find the director.

You Le drank porridge to fill his stomach, and Fuxi let him go with confidence.

After You Le walked away, Donghuang asked, "What? Are you reconciled?"

While tidying up, Fuxi shook his head and said, "No."

"Then he is willing to let you feed him porridge like this?" Donghuang asked strangely.

"He doesn't want to." Fuxi replied.

Donghuang: "Then I was blind just now?"

"I'll give him money, one hundred per bite."

Donghuang: "..."

No mortal would struggle with money, and You Le is still so realistic.

"I have never understood why the immortals look down on mortals chasing fame and fortune." Fuxi said, "I think it's good to like money. You see, if You Le didn't like money, he wouldn't marry me, and he wouldn't marry me." Will drink the porridge I feed."

Donghuang: "Then I..."

At this time, Fuxi raised his head and glanced at him, Donghuang swallowed all the words that reached his throat, and finally echoed: "I think what you said is very reasonable!"

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