Boss Su is so pretentious

The weather was not good. Starting from Pengcheng Station, it began to rain continuously at Modu Station and Jingcheng Station.

The rain in March brought some chills.

Lin Qin's worry was not unreasonable. After all the road shows belonging to Su Jiashang were over, it seemed that the burden of supporting him was lifted off his shoulders, and Su Jiashang fell ill.

The good news is that his illness is just a common cold, the bad news is...he has a pretty bad cold.

"Aqiu..."

It wasn't that Su Jia was calling someone's name, but that he was sneezing.

Qian Xiyang sighed, handed his diner a tissue, Su Jia wiped his nose, paused for a while, then continued to drink porridge.

Qian Xiyang made mung bean porridge for breakfast today.

The writer Mu Xin wrote this sentence: "There is nothing gentler than porridge. Both Dongpo and Jiannan are addicted to porridge. If you want to wander around the world all your life, you can't find a person who is as gentle as porridge."

Qian Xiyang thought, for a sick person like Su Jiashang, his stomach needs a bit of warmth in this miserable cold weather.

He also felt that the color of white porridge was too bleak and dull. Adding some mung beans and adding some green might bring some extra warmth to Boss Su?By the way, help him to clear away the heat?

According to the book, mung bean porridge is not suitable for those with weak stomach, insufficient kidney qi, and weak constitution.

Although Boss Su has a sensitive stomach and may be more prone to pain, he is not weak and cold, and his physique is not as weak as it looks. It's easy to cause, after all, people get sick easily when they get angry.

As for the lack of kidney qi...

No way... Although Qian Xiyang has never experienced it, he thinks that Boss Su is not the kind of man who can't do it.

Su Jiashang is on a short vacation recently. He didn't arrange too many jobs for himself this year. After so many years in the entertainment industry, he has resources and contacts. He is well-known and popular with passers-by.

The only regret is that there are no movies that can be recognized by the public...

And his reputation for getting worse and worse in acting over the past few years.

Thinking of this, he sighed softly, with a sense of helplessness and frustration, he really worked hard to pick the script, he didn't just watch the commercial value of the movie as the Internet said, he didn't care Qian, he has filmed period films, romance films, drama films, martial arts films, fantasy films, etc. over the years, but...

Word of mouth was wiped out.

When Qian Xiyang heard his boss sigh, his inner drama came out all at once.

"You said you were born good-looking, your star career is going well, and you are the leading actor in every drama. Not only are you rich, you also have a family background. There are so many people in the world who like you, and you have more than 5000 times the number of fans on Weibo than me! Then Still counting my zombie fans!" Qian Xiyang thought to himself: "Why are you a winner in life?"

Of course, there was a pure money transaction between them.

After all the money has been sent to him, he has to be dedicated and responsible for the sponsor.

Therefore, Qian Xiyang bowed and said to Su Jiashang in a gentle tone: "Mr. Su, don't sigh anymore."

Su Jiashang looked up at Qian Xiyang: "What?"

Qian Xiyang said seriously: "My mother sent me a link this morning, which is about the disadvantages of sighing. It says that sighing may darken the skin pigmentation and accelerate aging."

Su Jiashang frowned slightly: "It's okay, I can apply a few more masks."

Qian Xiyang added: "My mother also sent me a link, which mentioned that it is not good to apply the mask too often."

Su Jiashang asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

Qian Xiyang replied: "It's a waste of the mask."

Su Jia: "..."

What he said made sense, but he couldn't refute it?

"It's not enough just to be alive. You also need sunshine, freedom and a little fragrance of flowers." Qian Xiyang said with a twisted eyebrow, "That's what Andersen said."

"But I have no sunshine, no freedom, and no flowers."

"Nonsense," Qian Xiyang retorted with a straight face: "Don't use succulents as flowers, and you still have Clivia, don't you? And the dry pot in your living room, which is not round at all. Thick tree branch, although I don't know what it is, but it looks like it can live for a long time."

Su Jia narrowed her eyes: "That's the complex-colored crabapple flower seedling I bought online two weeks ago."

Qian Xiyang: "..."

He praised without conscience: "It is a bit dry now, but it is not difficult to see that it has a bright future. The people who bought it were very discerning and chose a potential stock."

Su Jiashang's tone was cold: "The aunt at home told me yesterday that this crabapple flower might not survive."

Qian Xiyang: "..."

Who will save him?Really embarrassing!

Su Jiashang just looked at Qian Xiyang in silence like this. After a while, he finally couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing, then put down the tableware, covered his mouth and laughed, his whole body was trembling from laughing, but still Straighten your back and maintain a good posture.

Qian Xiyang: "???"

Su Jia smiled and explained: "Hehe, I was teasing you, hehehe, your expression just now is very funny hehehehe!"

It may be that Su Jia's smile was too contagious, Qian Xiyang was not annoyed or unhappy by the prank, but laughed happily along with him.

How long has it been since I laughed heartily because of things in reality, but relying on the sand sculpture pictures of sand sculpture netizens to maintain my daily happiness like this.

Su Jiashang thought, it must have been a long time.

After laughing enough, he stopped eating. He didn't eat much this meal, but due to his poor health, his appetite was not strong.

When Qian Xiyang was packing the dishes, Su Jiashang was leaning against the console and watching him.

After a while, Qian Xiyang couldn't hold back, and asked, "Mr. Su, do you have anything to tell me?"

Su Jia raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his lips, and said, "I'm waiting for you to enjoy the flowers together."

Qian Xiyang was slightly startled, then nodded with a smile and said yes, then lowered his head and continued to wash the dishes.

From his point of view, the next task is to blow flowery rainbow farts to make the boss happy.

But what he didn't expect was...

"What do you think of my movie?"

Coming up is to send a proposition!

Qian Xiyang looked at Su Jiashang who was walking beside him, but Su Jiashang ignored his gaze. Instead, he walked to the French window, squatted down, and looked at his pots of pleasing succulents.

Qian Xiyang spoke carefully, "Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

Su Jiashang asked back, "What do you think?"

Qian Xiyang: "I..."

Su Jia: "Don't worry too much, just tell me"

Qian Xiyang: "No..."

Su Jia said: "Stop talking, I don't want to hear it anymore."

Qian Xiyang: "..."

All right, you are the boss, what else can I do?

Su Jiashang looked back at Qian Xiyang, and waved to him: "Come here." When the other party approached, he said, "Squat down."

Su Jiashang's smile at the moment was like a child who succeeded in a trick, and he said, "I'm kidding you, tell me about it."

Qian Xiyang: "..."

Fairy, you are set off.

In the face of Su Jia's beauty tricks, Qian Xiyang kept his heart clear. He has only been at work for a short time, so how can he speak ill of his boss face to face?If the boss is angry, should he still work?

He thought about the words and commented: "It's so-so..."

I'm sorry... An adjective of this level is already his last stubbornness!Please don't keep embarrassing him!

Under the gaze of Su Jiashang, Qian Xiyang added: "But its excellent box office has made a huge contribution to the economic development of the motherland!"

Su Jia lowered her head, stroked the fleshy leaves of the plant, and said, "Make some egg tarts for lunch."

Qian Xiyang wanted to get up immediately: "I can do it now."

"Don't," Su Jia pressed down on his leg and stared into his eyes: "I don't need it now."

Qian Xiyang read the desire to stay in his eyes, so he squatted obediently next to him, staring at the meat with him in a daze. After a while, he said, "I'll get two cushions."

Su Jia agrees.

Later, the two sat on the mat, playing with succulents, and chatted, mainly Qian Xiyang was talking, and Su Jiashang was listening. Later, the two talked about their favorite movies and commented on the actors in it. acting.

Of course, the comments made by the two were not serious comments in the strict sense, but more inclined to exchange each other’s introductions to the characters, and the language was more humorous. Later, Su Jiashang felt a little unwell and wanted to rest, but with Qian Xiyang was really able to chat, so he led Qian Xiyang to his room, and the two of them each had a recliner chair, and they lay on it and chatted with the sound of rain pattering outside the window.

Chatting and chatting, Su Jiashang's voice gradually weakened.

Qian Xiyang was keenly aware of this change, and he asked, "Do you want to take a break?"

Su Jiashang narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his head, and said, "I haven't slept well these few days. I often feel sleepy, but I can't fall asleep." Asked: "I have no energy to speak, can you read for me?"

"it is good."

Qian Xiyang understands that Boss Su wants to be with him, that's right, there is only one Boss Su living in this huge house, Yang Jiayin and the others are busy working in the studio, and the cleaning aunts are finishing their work As soon as he left, Boss Su was sick again and couldn't go out for a while. As the only chef left, he took on the responsibility of accompanying the boss.

He picked up the book and looked at the title. It was a collection of poems "The Shattering World". He held the spine of the book in his left hand, and put the bony fingers of his right hand on the upper right edge of the book, slowing down his speech. Read the poem:

"A person's death is a process of peaches falling.

The light that went away must have illuminated a certain part of the return journey..."

The spring rain outside the window was falling continuously, knocking on the ground, making a rattling sound. Su Jia was lying on the recliner, and what he heard was a man's gentle and vicissitudes of life voice, his soul seemed to be in a kind of In a state of bliss, he gradually merged with the world.

"His voice is beautiful."

Before falling into a deep sleep, Su Jiashang thought.

The author says:

Hmm... I gradually fell in love with my two sons...

I want Qian Xiyang who can talk and listen...

Su Jiashang, I want too...

The author chooses to read modern poems with delicate emotions because he is not very girlish, and then I discovered... I am actually a man.