In the surrogate abuse article, I am possessed by the drama

"Besides, he asked the director to give him his mobile phone. I don't know what he wants to do!"

Jiang Yu sat in the room, quietly listening to Feng Qiu's complaint, and sighed inwardly.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Mo Songlin came back.

The room was quiet, the lights were on, and when the servants heard the sound, they saw Jiang Yu running downstairs at some point, playing something on the sofa.

As soon as Mo Songlin changed his shoes, he saw Jiang Yu raised his head, his eyes shining brightly: "Mr. Mo, good evening."

Mo Songlin looked at the mobile phone with the screen on in his hand, without moving his eyes: "What are you doing?"

Just as he was asking, Jiang Yu lowered his head, stared intently at the phone screen, and tapped it with one hand.

Mo Songlin: "?"

Jiang Yu froze for a moment before raising his head, pursing his lips and smiling: "Mr. Mo, this game is very fun."

Mo Songlin walked over, sat down on the sofa, and turned his head to look at the phone in Jiang Yu's hand.

There are countless colorful small squares on the page, Jiang Yu clicks on those squares.

... Xiao Xiao Le.

Mo Songlin's brows slightly relaxed.

"Mr. Mo, shall we fight?" The countdown on the page ended, Jiang Yu reopened a new mode, and excitedly grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Mo Songlin brushed his hand away calmly, watching him smile brightly with his head up.

Still a child after all.

"...I heard that you went to another crew?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yu's smile suddenly disappeared, he threw the phone on the sofa, frowning as if angry.

"What's the matter? Did you quarrel with Feng Qiu?" Mo Songlin looked very patient tonight.

Jiang Yu shook his head.

"Then why are you puffing your face?"

Jiang Yu shrank back on the sofa, lowered his eyes, and stretched his fingers: "Mr. Mo...that, is that the crew run by Mr. Mo's friend?"

"Forget it, did they make you angry?"

Jiang Yu turned his face away and said sullenly: "Yes."

Mo Songlin raised his eyebrows: "What did they tell you?"

Jiang Yu shook his head again, hesitant to speak: "I... I'm going back to my room to rest. Good night, Mr. Mo."

"?" Mo Songlin frowned slightly as he watched him run up the stairs.

The butler came over: "Sir, he..."

"Did something happen to the crew over there in Legend of Jin Yao?"

"That's not true, it's just... that director seems to be a little dissatisfied with the Cypriot matter."

Mo Songlin sneered: "Why didn't I see him dissatisfied when I stuffed the money, all right, get me a cup of Pu'er."

In the room, Jiang Yu stretched his waist, lay down on the bed, and stared at the row of games he had just downloaded.

After thinking about it, he clicked on Bai Yueguang's chat box again: 【Do you like playing games? 】

Jiang Yu thought persistently, if Qin Huai said "it's okay", he could put the prepared "Shocked!"A game anchor stayed up late playing games and died suddenly at home, and clicked on the Ten Hazards of Playing Games..." to Qin Huai, and then tactfully advised him to go to the hospital for an early check-up.

Sure enough, after waiting for a long time, the other side indifferently punctured his fantasy: [I don't like it. 】

"..."

Jiang Yu stared at those three words, unable to bear it any longer: 【Then what do you like? 】

The other side did not return to him again.

Reluctantly, Jiang Yu picked up the chat records between him and Qin Huai, feeling something was wrong.

as if...maybe...maybe...

It was he who should go to the hospital to see.

"..." Jiang Yu sat up straight, deceived himself and opened the game hall to download a few otome games.

The art of talking to the target of the strategy, see him learn it clearly in one night!

Early the next morning, Jiang Yu got up with two dark circles under his eyes, staring blankly at the game progress saved in his phone last night.

Damn, it's so difficult.

The game provides a strategy for each character thoughtfully: if the target of the strategy you choose is a high-cold male god, then you must cover him with a heart that is always thinking about him, and make some weird moves in front of him if you have nothing to do. Every time "Woman, you successfully attracted my attention" can increase the target's favorability by five.

Jiang Yu knew every word, but couldn't read them together.

He quit the game, pondered, thought about it, used his clever brain to operate for a while, and realized.

[Good morning, are you going to the hospital? 】

The first half sentence shows his concern, and the second half sentence shows his special, perfect answer.

I hope that Bai Yueguang can be like the cold and cold male god in the game, even if I don't feel good about it, I should at least listen to him and go to the hospital.

In the private room of the morning tea shop, Qin Huai took out his mobile phone, glanced at it, and stuffed it back into his pocket.

On the opposite side, actor Fu Qingxu looked up at him and caught a frown on his brow: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Qin Huai leaned back, picked up a spoon and stirred the porridge in front of him: "There is a banquet on Saturday, remember to go back early, you should start filming by then, right?"

"Wait for me to talk to Director Wang in advance, and the tricks will be sorted out."

Qin Huai nodded and didn't speak any more. The two handsome people were eating quietly without even chewing. If you look closely, there is a slight resemblance between the two people's eyebrows and eyes. With a hint of sharpness, Fu Qingxu's eyes were slightly lowered, and he looked upright and handsome.

After a while, Fu Qingxu put down the empty porridge bowl: "That high school classmate of yours, Mo...is he still harassing you?"

Qin Huai swallowed a mouthful of fried dumplings, wiped his mouth, and then nodded: "It's still the same."

Fu Qingxu frowned with thick sword eyebrows: "What exactly does he want to do?"

"How do I know?" Qin Huai's calm tone seemed to be narrating something unrelated to himself: "He said he recognized me and must be with me, and also said that I would like him one day."

"Who gave him such a face...so..." Fu Qingxu frowned, and couldn't think of any adjectives for a while: "If you really can't do it, you will tear your face with him. If you don't know, you will think you are easy to bully. The black-hearted Mo family, how come they still can't figure it out..."

"It's useless to tear your face apart, I've told him everything I can say." Qin Huai said lightly, "Once he decides something, he won't change his mind even if he breaks the south wall. When the time comes, he won't let go."

"That's not enough, after all, he's still in his 20s..."

Qin Huai lowered his eyes and smiled: "I know people like him, but you don't have to worry—brother, it's seven fifty."

"Ouch." Fu Qingxu glanced at his watch, and hurriedly stood up: "Then I'll go to the cinema first, and we'll talk another day."

Qin Huai watched him put on his hat and mask, and walked out of the private room. He paused, and then took out his phone.

The screen was on, and the latest message from Jiang Yu was displayed on it: [I was joking just now. 】

What's the matter with this little stand-in?Qin Huai narrowed his eyes in confusion.

Then another message popped up: 【Did you know that impotence is contagious? 】

Qin Huai: "???"