After saving the rich and powerful, I became popular

Wen Siyu tried his best to calm himself down, but the white scene in front of him was too exciting.

All he could do was look elsewhere.

When tying it on, her slender and beautiful fingertips touched Qi Cheng's waist.

Where the skin touches, a "chemical reaction" occurs, and the numbness spreads.

[Qi Cheng puts on his apron, picks up the spatula, turns his back to Wen Siyu, and deliberately dangles in front of Wen Siyu. ]

[Qi Cheng saw the washed cucumber and eggplant next to the sink, and took the largest eggplant, with a round head and a small tail, which looked like something more than a cucumber. Qi Cheng took the eggplant and shook it to Wen Siyu In front of him, he deliberately slammed half of his body into Wen Siyu's arms, pursed his red lips slightly, and acted coquettishly: "Brother Siyu, look at how big this eggplant is."]

[Wen Siyu: "Yeah." The smell of Qi Cheng's body just after washing is in his breath. ]

[Wen Siyu's eyes are "greedy" visible to the naked eye]

[Qi Cheng puts down the spatula, grabs the purple eggplant, with an innocent face on his face, under Wen Siyu's watchful eyes, half folds his palms, holds the eggplant, and imitates the movement. ]

up and down.

slide.

Although Wen Siyu rarely looked at those things, he was also a normal man.

Immediately think of what it is.

Breathing quickened.

His eyes were deep.

When the Adam's apple rolled, the fundus of the eyes was almost on fire.

[Qi Cheng knew that Wen Siyu was "hooked", and deliberately put on a pure and innocent face, holding the eggplant and making movements, his voice was clear and sweet, "But it's not as old as you.]

Qi Cheng:? ? ? ? ?

I'm mad? ?Or is the plot crazy? ? ?

Qi Cheng wanted to question [unknown source].

But he can only send messages to the other party through his mobile phone.

And [Unknown Source] can communicate with him through all the devices that have electricity, such as mobile phones, computers, TV screens, including the LCD screens of range hoods.

"It's fastened." Wen Siyu's voice sounded, interrupting Qi Cheng's thoughts.

The words on the LCD screen are still there, but Wen Siyu doesn't seem to be able to see them.

After waiting for a while, the last sentence on the LCD screen disappeared.

It should be the end of this episode.

Qi Cheng's eyes fell on the spatula, he took a deep breath, took a step forward, and picked up the spatula.

When walking around, I always feel the wind pouring down my waist.

Although it's not a very strong wind, just walking around, the loose apron flounces the slight wind, but it feels really clear when it falls on the waist.

The C language in Qi Cheng's heart has already sounded countless times, but his expression still pretends to be pure and seductive.

Pretending to be calm and calm, in fact, he was cursing in his heart while thinking about his lines and being shy.

He picked up the spatula, took two steps, and when he stepped back, he pretended to bump into Wen Siyu's arms inadvertently.

Originally, he was just planning to hit half of his body, but he didn't know whether it was because he was too heavy, or because his back was watched when he was walking, and his feet were not flat, so he bumped into it in a daze.

Wen Siyu didn't make any mental preparations, so he also took a step back.

It looked like Qi Cheng was too heavy, and Wen Siyu backed away without holding his weight.

Qi Cheng was a little embarrassed, but still remembered the content of the plot with dedication.

Although there are some discrepancies.

However, the changes in access and access are not major, and will not affect the general plot progress.

"I'm sorry, Brother Siyu." After Qi Cheng apologized, he stood up straight, grabbed the spatula and walked a few steps to the side, and took the washed purple eggplant that was still stained with water droplets and placed beside the sink.

Qi Cheng picked the biggest one.

Then put the spatula down.

When he turned around, his back was against the stove, but his hands were holding the eggplant.

The eggplant skin is very shiny and beautiful.

Looks like it should be freshly picked.

Qi Cheng grabbed the eggplant and made a few sliding movements according to the script.

"Brother Siyu, look, this eggplant is so big that I can barely wrap my hands around it." When Qi Cheng said this, he kept trying to brainwash himself.

Just lines.

Just lines.

Just lines.

Don't overthink it.

……

However, with such lines and the movements of his hands, anyone who knows something will immediately think of it.

Especially Wen Siyu is still a very normal man.

Although before last night, I had little experience, poor skills, and had seen very few films.

But he still got the meaning of Qi Cheng's actions and lines in seconds.

The eyes and expressions almost reproduced the picture described in the script.

And one last sentence.

Qi Cheng let out a light breath.

After a full minute of mental construction, she blinked her innocent eyes and opened her mouth, "But it's not as big as you."

When Qi Cheng said this, he was so ashamed that he exploded first.

It's like fireworks are exploding in my head, and I can't hear anything clearly.

He didn't dare to look into Wen Siyu's eyes either.

He thought that the plot should end here, and he can go to the next scene, so as to avoid the embarrassment of getting along after the lines are finished.

As a result, he was still there until he was hugged by the impatient Wen Siyu and kissed until the water on the stove covered a large area of ​​his apron.

He was still there when the apron was torn.

After the kitchen was over, he was still there.

After the transfer, he is still there.

When he checked in on the balcony again, he was still there.

He was still there when the stairs were unlocked.

Hungry to the brink of death, begging for mercy miserably, Qi Cheng finally asked the plot.

Before leaving, he seemed to hear Wen Siyu shouting in his ears, "Chengcheng, wait for me."

……

Qi Cheng was awakened by a knock on the door.

When he woke up, he was lying on his familiar bed.

Next to it is a mobile phone that has never been found.

Open to see more than 100 caller IDs.

Almost all of them were called by An Yiqiao and his manager Lu Xiaowei.

The third person is Cui Songyuan, not many times.

Beyond that is the Summer Valley River.

However, Xia Guhe usually sends him WeChat messages directly.

Knowing the nature of his work, sometimes it is inconvenient to answer the phone, but Xia Guhe is not sure when it is convenient for Qi Cheng to answer, so he gradually develops the habit of calling less and sending more messages.

Xia Guhe generally wouldn't call him unless things were serious.

Qi Cheng opened WeChat and took a quick look at the message from Xia Guhe.

[Xia Guhe: I made dumplings, do you want some for you? ]

[Xia Guhe: I packed a lot and put your favorite minced meat in it. I'll send it to you. ]

[Xiaguhe: There is a traffic jam on the road, so we need to wait. ]

[Xia Guhe: What are you doing?Could it be that he was captured by traffickers?They didn't answer the phone either. ]

[Knock knock. 】

The knock on the door was still ringing.

Qi Cheng glanced at the latest message Xia Guhe sent him, which was half an hour ago.

After estimating the time, it should be Xia Guhe who came to him at this time.

So instead of replying to Xia Guhe in a hurry, he put on his shoes, limped to the door, and opened it.

It turned out that the person standing outside the door was not the person he thought.

Not Summer Valley River.

It was An Yiqiao who wrapped herself up tightly.

An Yiqiao was still alone, without even an assistant.

"Why are you here?" Qi Cheng asked.

The moment An Yiqiao saw him, his pupils were shocked and his eyes widened.

The finger pointing at Qi Cheng kept shaking, "You you you... when did you..."

His fingers swept up and down Qi Cheng's body.

Qi Cheng just woke up, but he was still sleepy and dazed.

He thought it was Xia Guhe who came looking for him, so he came directly to open the door without even changing his clothes and showing no face.

Still waiting for the dumplings sent by Xia Guhe to fill my stomach.

He was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, and he was starving to death.

As a result, following An Yiqiao's fingers, he looked down at himself, only to realize that he didn't bring his own clothes back this time, only a pair of well-fitting underpants.

With dense traces on his body, anyone with a discerning eye can tell what happened at a glance.

Even if he wanted to refute, he couldn't be perfunctory.

At this time, the next resident suddenly opened the door.

An Yiqiao heard the sound of the door lock ringing, but before the other party opened the door and came out, the evasion experience he had trained for a long time was deeply DNA, as soon as the other party's door lock rang, he immediately pushed Qi Cheng, and then dodged again , followed into the house.

And hooked his feet and kicked, and closed the door.

living room.

An Yiqiao circled around Qi Cheng again and again.

He was amazed, "Is that one of yours too capable? Doesn't this trace leave a little too domineering? Does he have a strong possessive desire for you?"

"Why do you say that?" Qi Cheng knew that he couldn't hide it, so he didn't bother thinking about how to deceive him.

"Actually, many people don't leave traces on their lovers. Although there are many people who like to leave traces of love, they don't do that..." An Yiqiao pressed Qi Cheng's shoulder and pushed him on the spot. After turning around twice, he said, "It's rare that it's so outrageous. You know how outrageous a situation I can call outrageous, right? Look in the mirror yourself, can you still find a spot that's intact?"

Qi Cheng: "..."

"No." An Yiqiao asked and answered by himself, and continued to babble, "So even if you don't say it, in your heart, you must have a strong possessive desire for you, and of course love is also very strong."

Qi Cheng: "..."

"Don't act like you don't believe it." An Yiqiao said.

"But he doesn't seem to have told me that he likes it."

The only thing that said something alike twice was asking him to wait for him.

But that’s not strictly a confession.

"Hehe, I'm missing Versailles. If you're not interested in you, who would be so crazy?" An Yiqiao patted Qi Cheng's shoulder and said, "Brother Cheng, just trust me, love I definitely have more experience than you."

"How can you be sure that you must be richer than me?"

An Yiqiao raised her eyebrows, "Don't think I don't know, Wen Siyu is your first love."

Qi Cheng opened his eyes wide, looked at An Yiqiao in surprise, and said in a surprised and slightly raised tone, "An Yiqiao, how do you know Wen Siyu? How do you know that I'm with him?"

An Yiqiao: "..."

fuck.

Missed out.

To be scolded.

"That, that, did I just say that? Who is Wen Siyu? Did you hear wrong? What I said should be that I smell you and feel that you should be in the period of first love. "An Yiqiao was so nervous that he couldn't speak coherently, his explanation was pale and weak, and it was even better not to explain.

"You said it, you said Wen Siyu." Qi Cheng suppressed An Yiqiao.

An Yiqiao was forced to back away.

Qi Cheng kept moving forward.

Until An Yiqiao leaned against the shoe rack in the entrance, there was no way to retreat.

"Wen Siyu, I really don't know, I haven't met, I don't know who it is, and I don't know how I said this name, is it because you told me before? Or do you have a note on your phone?" An Yi Qiao pinched himself, the pain made his mind clearer, and the reasons he gave were not so lame.

"I never said that." Qi Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

What comes to mind is the question of mobile phone notes.

Could it be that the news from [unknown source] was seen by An Yiqiao?

When he was still in the script before, [unknown source] also linked An Yiqiao's information to call him.

If [unknown source] did it, it's not impossible.

"But how are you sure that Wen Siyu is my first love? He and I are not together yet." Qi Cheng said.

"What?" An Yiqiao suddenly turned up the volume, "That scumbag has eaten you up, and still wants to be responsible for you?"

"He's not a scumbag." Qi Cheng said firmly.

"Damn, you still protect him? He is like this, you still protect him? Your first reaction is to protect him??" An Yiqiao didn't know much about Wen Siyu, and Cui Songyuan didn't want to say more .

So what he knows is very one-sided.

After hearing Qi Cheng's words, he thought that Qi Cheng had been let down, bullied, and cheated.

With a fit of anger, his ability to swear was far superior to that of Qi Cheng.

At first glance, it looks like the kind of celebrity entertainer who often plays trumpet and scolds black fans.

"Brother Siyu is not a scumbag, he is very nice and handsome."

"Fart, can handsome be eaten?" An Yiqiao rolled his eyes.

"I can't be handsome, but he can cook and cook for me." Qi Cheng said.

"..." An Yiqiao: "You said he cooked for you?"

"Yes, you did a good job." Qi Cheng praised Wen Siyu, and his face became softer.

An Yiqiao's eyes almost rolled to the sky.

Damn, stinky couple.

This is clearly in Versailles.

Obviously it's a show.