Why did I bring forty pounds of bricks to the variety show?

Xiao Zhou felt that his life was suffering.

As soon as he opened his eyes this morning, he heard the bad news from his Brother Jiang.

"When you arrive in City S, go back to the company by yourself first, and I'll be back soon." Jiang Wangye said, adding quite casually, "Someone is coming to pick me up at the airport."

He just asked for two days off, and spent [-] hours in S City. He also had to shoot KINDE's promotional video, sign a contract with the Arctic Thunderstorm... the schedule was very tight.

It's not that Xiao Zhou doesn't understand, young couples in love are like this, they want to post together every minute.

But he couldn't understand why he had to pick him up at the airport in front of so many people when he could pick him up at the company or in the parking lot?

The relationship between the two of them is known to everyone but doesn't seem to know it. Although it seems to be public, they haven't directly admitted it in a non-rigorous manner.

There is a lot of indirect evidence, but no direct evidence. If there is a brand that Fang Fei insists that their sexuality affects sales, the studio can go back with confidence.

Everyone is very satisfied with this transparent cabinet door.

But what's the situation now?

Xiao Zhou looked at the person who came to pick up the plane not far away, as if he saw his bonus fly away with wings.

Xiao Zhou worked hard, pinning his hopes on metaphysics: "I can't see it, I can't see it, I can't see it... oh."

Jiang Wangye soon came to Yue Lianzhou's side, and Yue Lianzhou took his backpack naturally, and the two of them stuck very close.

Xiao Zhou broke out in a cold sweat, and began the boy's prayer: "Don't hug, don't hug, don't hug..."

Jiang Xiaoxing, who has good ears, glanced at him.

There is no need for Xiao Zhou to pray, and Jiang Wangye is not someone who can be hugged in public.

Xiao Zhou paused for a moment, misunderstood what he meant, and restarted the round with a solemn expression: "Don't kiss, don't kiss, don't kiss..."

Jiang Wangye: "..."

The three left the airport, and Xiao Zhou went back to the company by himself.

Jiang Wangye got into Yue Lianzhou's car, and as soon as he closed the door, he was pulled over by pinching the back of his neck.

He followed the tyrant's movements and did not resist at all, obediently being restrained and kissed enough.

Yue Lianzhou's movements were not very gentle, and he felt a little regretful after kissing him, so he lightly touched his lips.

"It seems to be swollen, does it hurt?"

The comforted one looked at him, didn't answer, just leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Yue Lianzhou hugged him and smiled: "Okay, I don't know if it hurts or not, it's really sweet."

Jiang Wangye's face became a little hot from being teased, and he wanted to sit back, but Yue Lianzhou pinched his chin and kissed him tenderly.

After a while, Yue Lianzhou let him go and started the car as if nothing happened.

"What would you like to have for lunch?"

Jiang Wangye turned his head and looked out the window, his ears were so red that he could tell from the car window, but his voice was calm.

"It's all right."

"There is no option of 'anything'." Yue Lianzhou pinched his earlobe, "I have been closed on the mountain for so long, so I don't have anything to eat? Meat? Vegetarian? Pasta?"

Jiang Wangye really doesn't have much appetite, he is not picky about food, and he doesn't have any obvious preferences.

When I was in the village, the crew members ate box lunches and felt sick, but he was fine after eating.

Jiang Xiaoxing, who is very good at taking care of others, is going to refer to other people's answers: "What do you want to eat?"

"you."

Jiang Wangye turned his head abruptly, and turned his head back after being shaved on his cheek, and stopped talking.

Such a thin skin.

Yue Lianzhou laughed, and took advantage of the traffic lights to shamelessly pinch his chin to make people look at him.

"Mr. Jiang, why are you embarrassed? Don't you think about something unhealthy again?"

The pinched person didn't hide, he let him see his embarrassment and embarrassment, blinked slowly and then lowered his eyelids.

Yue Lianzhou was dissatisfied and increased his strength: "Speak."

Jiang Wangye wanted face, but he didn't have the face to admit it when someone directly punctured him: "...No."

"Lie." When the green light came on, Yue Lianzhou tapped his cheek, "This time it's considered flirting, let me let you go. Next time you lie again, just..."

"Just" he didn't say anything, and if he was still a gentleman, he didn't talk dirty to him before touching him.

But Jiang Wangye raised his eyelids and looked at him with a simple look of curiosity.

Yue Lianzhou noticed it out of the corner of his eye, and sighed, "Mr. Jiang, you really don't understand?"

Of course I do.

Teacher Jiang himself doesn't know how many lessons he has made up, and he can understand all his unfinished words.

"I don't understand." But when Yue Lianzhou asked, he shook his head again, his lying was very obvious, and he didn't even pretend.

"Oh," Yue Lianzhou glanced at him in the rearview mirror, followed him and continued to pretend, "You are fined not to eat at noon."

Jiang Wangye frowned, and turned his head away unhappily.

Yue Lianzhou began to speak earnestly: "Who am I doing this for? Isn't it for your own good? Children can't develop the habit of lying, and they must teach you an unforgettable lesson."

It's really unforgettable, the kid gritted his teeth.

The car drove all the way back to Jiang Wangye's residence. He didn't bring any luggage, just the script and some scattered things in the bag.

Because he often goes out for filming, Jiang Wangye never puts fruits and vegetables in the refrigerator, for fear that if he forgets something, it will go bad.

There is no food at home, Jiang Wangye suggested: "Go to the supermarket? Buy some food and I will cook."

Yue Lianzhou shook his phone: "No, I'm ordering takeaway."

"What do you order takeout for?"

"Save time." Yue Lianzhou put down his phone.

What time do you save?

Jiang Wangye was unable to ask this question.

When the takeaway arrived, Jiang Wangye felt that his lips were indeed swollen, and his lower lip felt a numb pain.

I can't see it in the mirror, I can only see that the color of the lips is a little darker,

The people who caused this result feel no guilt at all, and are even quite satisfied.

"Mr. Jiang, if someone asks why your lips are so red, how would you answer?"

"No one will ask." Jiang Wangye was very calm, "I can't tell."

Then when I went to the company in the afternoon, Yu Qiaobei saw him for the first time and was surprised: "What's wrong with your mouth?"

Jiang Wangye: "... I had some chili for lunch."

"Oh." Yu Qiaobei was dubious.

When Yu Qiaobei was ready to shoot, Yue Lianzhou approached: "Mr. Jiang, did we eat chili at noon?"

The takeaway at noon was delivered by a nearby private kitchen. The taste is light and the cooking is still delicious.

The porridge is sweet porridge, which is soft and delicious.

Yue Lianzhou teased him while drinking: "It's so sweet and soft, it's very similar to Mr. Jiang."

Not to mention chili, there is even less salt in the dish.

A little girl from the studio passed by, her eyes stayed on his lips for two seconds, then she turned to Yue Lianzhou next to her, covered her mouth and ran away like a thief.

Jiang Wangye couldn't hold back his face, so he turned his head and glared at him.

Yue Lianzhou was in a good mood when he was stared at, and nodded, the voice in his ear was as frivolous as possible.

"Well, it's very spicy."

The author has something to say:

Good morning, have you had chili, everyone?