You, teach me how to do things?

Shang Chuan took Xia Yuanling away from the crew without warning, and Xia Yuanling's part in "The Painted Demon" has not been completely filmed.

Director Mi sent someone to contact An Qian, saying that Xia Yuanling should fulfill the responsibilities signed in the contract, otherwise he would demand compensation.An Qian beat him back under the pretext of "suing the "Drawing Demon" crew for mistreating Xia Yuanling".

Shang Chuan had explained to An Qian before that if Director Mi came to look for him, he would reply in this way.

Shang Chuan clearly knew that Director Mi risked being offended by the Xia family and the Shang family in order to make this movie, and forced Xia Yuanling to be like this, which shows that he also invested a lot of effort in this movie.That being the case, what he fears most should be that "The Painted Demon" will not be released.

Now the work on him is very complicated, the damn director had better not jump in front of him.

When the movie is released, I will deal with him myself.

Thinking of this, Shang Chuan slightly frowned.

He had just returned to work, and there were too many things piled up in the past few days, which made it difficult for him to breathe.

Fortunately, my father had already handed over all the equity and company-related matters to him, otherwise, if there was any equity issue at this juncture, it would really be a head with two big heads.

Mei Shuhan also helped herself a lot during this time, and gave her and Xiao Cheng a vacation next month.

After dealing with the project at hand, Shang Chuan took off his glasses.

There should be nothing going on for the time being, and it's almost time for lunch break, at which point the employees should all go out for dinner.

Shang Chuan took a wet tissue from the table, and wiped his fingers and finger crevices.He likes to write with pen and paper, and all his palms are often stained with ink, and the wet paper towels on the table are specially used for him to wipe.

After cleaning his palms, Shang Chuan got up and walked to the door of the small room in the office.

Unscrewed the doorknob.

There is a bed in the room and a bank of safes opposite the bed.

The most precious collection of Blue Heart Jewelry is stored here, and the prototype of the most expensive new product every quarter can be found here.

In addition, there is another treasure that is very precious to Shang Chuan.

That is even incomparable to the priceless gold agate and emerald colored treasures.

Peerless treasure.

Xia Yuanling was lying on his side on the white bed, his black hair scattered.

He was wearing Shang Chuan's shirt, and the previous clothes were thrown on the set. An Qian wanted to go back and get them, but Shang Chuan simply told him to throw them away and leave it alone.Most of Xia Yuanling's clothes were randomly found on the Internet, and Shang Chuan has been displeased for a long time.

This time, it happened that I could dress Xia Yuanling as I liked according to my own wishes.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Xia Yuanling opened his eyes.

Obviously he was very tired last night, but he slept very lightly, and could be woken up by the slightest sound.

He wanted to rub his eyes, but when he stretched out his hand, he found that there was a yellow-blue silk scarf wrapped around his wrist.He pulled it a few times unaccustomed, but the silk scarf remained motionless like a spider's thread attached to a prey.

Xia Yuanling struggled a few times but failed, so he cast his eyes on Shang Chuan for help.

"Mr. Shang?"

He was fully expecting that Shang Chuan would help to untie the shackles on his hands.

But he ignored who gave him this layer of confinement.

Shang Chuan just sat on the bed, lowered his head and kissed Xia Yuanling's forehead.

"Want to eat?"

Xia Yuanling nodded.

Only then did Shang Chuan reach out to help him untie the bondage.

Even though he knew that the person in front of him was binding him, Xia Yuanling still reached out and hugged Shang Chuan the moment his hands were freed.

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll have someone bring it to you."

Xia Yuanling pursed his lips and said, "Snail noodles with double sour bamboo shoots."

"Let me see if your butt doesn't hurt?"

"Yunnan Bridge Noodles."

"No way, you get rice noodles everywhere every time you eat."

Like a deflated balloon, Xia Yuanling murmured, "It's a bowl of rice."

"It's almost there."

Shang Chuan reached out and rubbed Xia Yuanling's head. In the past, Xia Yuanling would always resist, but this time Xia Yuanling not only did not resist, but instead rubbed against Shang Chuan's palm like a stray cat on the side of the road.

The lunch was delivered by secretary Xiao Cheng. When he saw Xia Yuanling, he was startled. In the morning, he sent documents to Shangchuan's office several times and asked him several times. Why didn't he see Xia Yuanling?

Where are you hiding?

Secretary Xiaocheng has been with Shang Chuan for many years, so he naturally knows that there are some things that should be asked and some things that should not be asked, but he still couldn't help gossiping in his heart.

Is it under the desk, or the small room where people can lie down?

It's a big game.

But he didn't show his face at all, and put the takeaway on the coffee table.

In addition to Shang Chuan's ordered dishes, there is also a piece of cake and a cup of milk tea.

Shang Chuan doesn't like sweet food, so the cake and milk tea are all prepared for Xia Yuanling.

In order to act, from Su Shenyan to Shu Yan, Xia Yuanling has been controlling his weight.This time Shu Yan went too far, perhaps because Shu Yan's character was more gloomy, coupled with the psychological torture some time ago, Xia Yuanling was so thin that he lost his appearance.

Shang Chuan didn't like it.

It feels uncomfortable to the touch.

Another one, desserts are inherently happy.

Seeing the milk tea and cake, Xia Yuanling didn't eat his meal very seriously.

Shang Chuan also let him mess around, opened the box of the cake, put a straw on the milk tea and put it into his mouth.

It is a new flavor, brewed with osmanthus and longan, and milk tea always knows the season earlier than the weather.

The cake was tiramisu, Shang Chuan took a bite, it was okay and not very sweet.He took a big mouthful and stuffed it into Xia Yuanling's mouth, but Xia Yuanling snatched the spoon from his hand and ate alone.

Shang Chuan didn't bother to argue with him, so he checked the messages on his phone, and when he turned around, he found that the corners of Xia Yuanling's mouth were covered with cream.

Creamy with cocoa powder.

Shang Chuan held his face, and wiped off the cream flowers at the corner of his mouth with his thumb.

to his lips.

"lick."

It's like an order that can't be refused.

Xia Yuanling sticks out his tongue, and with a light hook, the butter flower melts on the tip of his tongue.

Love and desire.

It also heated up.

After Xia Yuanling fell ill, all business activities were cancelled, and An Qian's time was also freed up. He didn't need to worry about An Youyou's affairs for the time being.I wanted to rest for a while, but before I could sleep in at home, Luo Feiluan called me away.

An Qian also thought that he hadn't seen Luo Feiluan for a long time, so he flew to the city where he was filming the variety show now.

The most important thing for Luo Feiluan was of course to ask how Xiaoxia was doing, and An Qian said a few words casually.Although Xiao Xia and Luo Feiluan are not separated from each other, An Qian still feels that he should not be too devoted to Luo Feiluan. After all, to some extent, Xia Yuanling and Luo Feiluan can be regarded as rivals.

After talking about this, Luo Feiluan also sighed.

Xia Yuanling's road was too bumpy, and he finally encountered a good script, but tortured himself to the point of going crazy.

An Qian was very tired during this time. He blamed himself for not taking good care of Xiao Xia. In order to deliberately dismiss him, a staff member in the crew kept assigning various tasks to An Qian. An Qian was also tortured physically and mentally. tired.

"Brother, do you want to sleep first?"

Seeing An Qian yawning profusely, Luo Feiluan beckoned him to sleep on his bed.

"Let's have a meal together in the evening, and it will be a holiday."

"What festival?"

"Valentine's Day."

Hearing this, An Qian suddenly woke up from his doze.

Luo Feiluan hurriedly added: "A friend with a gun is also a lover."

He was playing word games.

An Qian was silent for a long time before saying, "It's a friend with benefits, but you've never touched me."

This actually caught Luo Feiluan's question. He always treats An Qian as a boyfriend, so naturally he didn't think about that aspect.Besides, he is also very cautious about his relationship, and always feels that these things have to wait until the relationship is stable.

But Anqian thought wrongly: "Do you think I'm dirty?"

It is not the first time that An Qian and Luo Feiluan have met. When the two met privately, Luo Feiluan would always mention that when he was down and down, a letter from a certain fan gave him great encouragement.

An Qian could vaguely feel that Luo Feiluan had realized that he was the fan who silently supported him.

Only in this way can An Qian understand why Luo Feiluan has a soft spot for her.

After all, his handwriting is quite special, and anyone who is familiar with it can recognize it at a glance.

Luo Feiluan is not liking herself, but repaying a favor.

"no!"

Luo Feiluan never disliked An Qian for a moment, he only regretted why he didn't find An Qian before he was hurt.

Then protect him well.

"I just didn't find the right moment."

"Then do you think this is the right opportunity?" An Qian asked.

Luo Feiluan was stunned, and finally he nodded.

He's going to go this far anyway.

An Qian couldn't accept her love, so she could only use the relationship of friends with benefits to cover it up.

Or maybe for An Qian, another person's imprint can cover the previous wound.

"I'm going to take a shower."

An Qian dug out the clothes from the bag, and walked into the bathroom of the hotel.

In this way, such a relationship is the simplest.

An Qiang could feel his heart beating fast, and he seemed to be still afraid of what would happen next.However, he did not want to lose this opportunity.

A chance to cover up the humiliation and pain of the past.

When he came out of the bathroom, Luo Feiluan had already prepared everything.

The hotel's presidential suite, of course, has the best service and everything you need.

"Have you ever done this with anyone before?"

When Luo Feiluan's kiss fell on Anqian's shoulder, he suddenly heard such a question.

The answer is no, but Luo Feiluan lied: "I did it, more than once."

"That's great--"

Tears flowed down An Qian's eyes.

that's it.

That's fine.

Just treat me as self-deprecating, as a tool that can be discarded at any time.

Never give me love and tenderness.

The author says:

Has anyone noticed that Mr. Shang is a bit broken? ! ! ! !