360 degrees being pursued manual [entertainment circle]

It was quiet.

Jiang Minghan belatedly felt a burst of embarrassment.

Damn, seeing you are so vicious, I thought you were going crazy, but I didn't expect you to be so cowardly and still a fan!I lost all face!

He now only hopes that Qi Mo will attract everyone's attention, and it's best that no one pays attention to him!

Qi Mo withdrew that intimidating aura, revealing his handsome and handsome appearance.

He was on the alcohol again, his face was flushed, and his eyes flashed, making the girls at the scene blush and heartbeat.

Xiao Yan was helpless in his heart, but he felt a little nervous for no reason. He ignored the two people behind him whose eyes were almost twitching, and asked very similarly: "Where do you want to sign?"

Qi Mo thought about it seriously, pointed at his chest, and said imposingly, "Sign here!"

Xiao Yan approached him, and as expected, he smelled a strong smell of wine, which was not unpleasant, mixed with the fragrance of mint and lemon, it became a strong and intoxicating smell.

Xiao Yan remained calm: "Where?"

Prince Qi pointed to the clothes on his chest again, "Here!" Y, X-D, J.

Among the fans, the little girl had already covered her chest and nose, looking like she was about to pass out, but she still didn't forget to shout "so cute, so cute".

And Jiang Minghan has already taken the opportunity to slip away.

Damn it, it was the worst decision in my life to accompany Qi Er today, I am ashamed!

As soon as the embarrassing Young Master Jiang turned to the back, he called the manager up and ordered a monitoring call.

He didn't want to record the live video, Qi Er was their boss after all.

I must keep this monitoring well, so that I can laugh at Qi Er for the rest of my life!

The signing pen in Xiao Yan's hand did not fall, and he continued to talk nonsense for the first time, "Why did you sign here?"

Qi Mo pondered for a moment, tried to use his alcohol-filled mind to think for a while, and fortunately he was almost able to defend Xiao Yan, so he subconsciously knew not to make trouble here, so he replied in a well-behaved manner like a child: "Hello, write .”

Xiao Yan didn't continue teasing, he used a signature pen to sign Qi Mo a beautiful signature with a silver hook drawn on iron.

I also left a "for children Qi" in the corner.

These few words were written naturally, and Xiao Yan was taken aback when he stopped writing.

He covered up the past, and the meeting continued.

Chen Sheng dragged his immediate boss to find a seat at the back.

Qi Mo calmed down after being signed two big characters on his chest, and he just sat quietly watching Xiao Yan interact with fans.

Fans, especially female fans, turn their heads to peek at him from time to time.

The fans of Little Fresh Meat these days are all girls, male fans are the rarest of all.

Especially this male fan looks so good-looking!

As soon as the meeting was over, Jiang Minghan dragged Qi Xiaoxiao away, and even Chen Sheng withdrew in color.

When Xiao Yan sent off the fans, the staff was busy packing things, and only Xiao Yan and Qi Mo were idle on the scene.

Looking around, Chen Shengqi Xiaoxiao and Jiang Minghan didn't see a single shadow of them.

Rao Xiao Yan's expression was always calm as if he was paralyzed, and he couldn't help being slightly surprised.

He had never seen someone who was a junior and a subordinate withdraw so quickly, and was not at all afraid of sleeping with his boss on the street.

Qi Mo didn't care where the person who came with him went.

He found Xiao Yan looking at him, with his back straight and his hands on his knees, like a good baby in kindergarten.

Coupled with his handsome and rebellious face, he is somehow...cute?

This unfamiliar word suddenly flashed in Xiao Yan's mind.

After thinking about it again, I felt that it was really suitable for the current President Qi.

He tapped on the table in front of Qi Mo with his fingers.

The blush on President Qi's face has faded a little.

But still dumbfounded, Xiao Yan thought.

In fact, he didn't have to think about it seriously, he could know why the three people who followed Qi Mo disappeared according to his speculation a while ago.

The wise thing to do is to find someone to send Qi Mo back.

He did the same.

But Mr. Qi, who Xiao Yan thought was stupid just now, has a very sensitive radar. He stood up and followed behind Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan took a few steps and he took a few steps. Wherever Xiao Yan went, he went.

The staff did not dare to drag the drunk.

The person in charge doesn't know the president, but he knows Chen Tezhu, the number one person next to the president. Who else can make Chen Tezhu one step behind?

In the end, Xiao Yan had no choice but to take the drunk home, with a look of "Boss Qi and Brother Xiao have a really good relationship" in his eyes.

At this time, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon, and it got dark very early in winter, and the lights outside the car windows were bright and busy.

Qi Mo, who had been energetic all afternoon, finally felt sleepy, opened his mouth and yawned, rubbed against Xiao Yan, rubbed against Xiao Yan again, then leaned on Xiao Yan's shoulder, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Zhou Congee took a look in the rearview mirror.

His actual boss leaned on the handsome young man's shoulder with a peaceful expression.

The young man leaned on by him tilted his head slightly, and his eyes fell on the hair of the person leaning over, as if he was helpless, but also seemed to be just looking.

But the picture is harmonious no matter how you look at it.

Xiao Yan was really helpless.

In his heart, Qi Mo is a friend, a junior, and the person he has the most contact with and is most familiar with in this world.

Probably because he got out of the treacherous environment of the court and the battlefield, his heart is not as hard as before.

Qi Mo was especially ruthless.

Twirling the jade beads on her wrist, Xiao Yan put on the agenda the matter of receiving a script that needs to be filmed on location in the near future.

He has always understood that for many things, cutting the mess quickly is the best solution.

In the words of people in this world, it is called timely stop loss.

The loss and stop belonged to Qi Mo.

Xiao Yan doesn't think she is a suitable object of affection.

For whomever.

But he would not choose to speak out before Qi Mo said it.

It has nothing to do with face, and it's not about escaping, it's just that I'm used to keeping my face, and I'm also used to using the calmness of gentle flowing water to hide the sharp changes of the methods underneath.

And people who have stayed in high positions for a long time will always have a problem.

To put it nicely is called acting decisively, but to put it bluntly it is called self-willed.

Xiao Yan also has this problem.

For example, now, from the beginning to the end, he never thought about giving Qi Mo a chance to reveal his heart, nor did he think about the two of them opening up and talking about this issue on an equal footing.

Although Qi Mo pretended to be a sunflower in front of Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan can easily figure out his true nature as long as he thinks about it.

No matter how well it is hidden, the arrogance in Prince Qi's bones will always be revealed.

——When facing other people.

Qi Mo is calmer than many people of his age, but in this delicate and subtle confrontation of feelings, the weakness in his nature is still too obvious.

Clearly represents a good arrangement.

Xiao Yan decided on his own to smooth out Qi Mo's restlessness towards him with slow methods, and Qi Mo was placed in the seat of waiting for the result from the beginning to the end.

This kind of self-righteousness will definitely make most people hate it, Xiao Yan knows it very well.

However, he thought, is there more to this than what he doesn't like?

Qi Mo would admire him only because he didn't understand.

The house rented by the company for him is still 2 minutes away.

Xiao Yan's shoulders were already numb.

He gently moved Qi Mo's head to the backrest, and moved it indifferently.

He left a hand on Qi Mo's shoulder to keep him from bumping his head when he fell asleep.

Then, after the car stopped, he withdrew his hand and patted him again.

Qi Mo opened his sleepy eyes.

In his demeanor was the irritability and impatience of being disturbed, and then dissipated instantly when he saw Xiao Yan.

The speed of change is comparable to the face-changing in Sichuan opera, which made Zhou Congee on the side secretly amazed.

At this time, he was almost sober from the wine, and before he could sort out things in his mind, he subconsciously changed from full of energy to pale, with a little weakness in his exhaustion.

Xiao Yan: ...

Xiao Yan didn't intend to get used to his showman's habits, he forcibly ignored Mr. Qi's [-] changes of face.

"Shall I ask Zhou Congee to take you back?"

Mr. Qi frowned slightly, he was so weak that he would collapse in the wind, and he coughed twice in response to the situation: "Ahem, Ah Yan, I really feel a little uncomfortable, can't I stay with you for one night?"

When he said this, he forgot that his house was separated from Xiao Yan by the wall.

And decided to cover this matter to death.

Xiao Yan stared straight at Qi Mo, and after Qi Mo coughed shamelessly again, he nodded helplessly.

Mr. Qi, who had benefited from it, seemed to be touched by the God of Wisdom tonight, and suddenly said to Zhou Congee who was about to drive home: "Old Zhou, I remember that your home is quite far away. Can you rest well at night when you go back now?"

The corner of Zhou Congee's mouth twitched imperceptibly.

He, an assistant and a part-time driver, needs to be by the artist's side every day. How can he still live thousands of miles away from the artist?

In fact, Zhou Porridge, as a veteran who was specially recruited by Qi Mo to protect Xiao Yan, is still in the special forces, and his salary is comparable to that of some managers with second-tier stars.

Qi Mo also specially arranged a house for him, which is in the next-door community.

It doesn't take 10 minutes to walk there.

Moreover, Mr. Xiao is very clear about his protected person.

For the first time in his life, this taciturn man felt the embarrassment of being suffocated.

Zhou Congee: My boss, or the boss who helped me a lot, opened his eyes and told nonsense, should I lose my IQ to cooperate with him?

Xiao Yan leaned on the car with a natural expression, just looking at the prince as a demon.

It's just that the helplessness in the quietness is even heavier.

And a little bit angry and funny.

This feeling is very novel.

In the end, Zhou, the former People’s Liberation Army, and the current long-term worker of the capitalist, Porridge, was defeated by Prince Qi’s piercing eyes. He nodded with a sullen face, and added, “I just lost the key, and I haven’t had time to find the property to get another one. .”

Qi Mo smiled subtly, and asked Xiao Yan: "Ah Yan, why don't you stay with Lao Zhou for a night, anyway, there are guest rooms, so it's okay for us to squeeze together."

The fox finally showed its tail.

The hair on the tip is still shaking, thinking that others don't know.

Having said that, it is impossible for Xiao Yan to drive Qi Mo to sleep on the sofa, that's all he can do.

He has a headache.

Qi Mo can always make a fortune in this kind of thing occasionally.

It caught people off guard.

Fortunately, when he was sleeping at night, Mr. Qi finally stopped his moths, folded his hands on his abdomen, and closed his eyes like a quiet and handsome man.

Of course, it only lasted until he fell asleep.

Asleep, Qi Mo's domineering style remained undiminished, wishing that every corner of the 1.8-meter bed could smell of him.

Ok.

Including Xiao Yan on the bed.

Xiao Yan felt light, and if there was any disturbance, even if he closed his eyes on the surface, he would actually wake up early.

This problem got better during the few years of marching, and when the world was settled and he became the aloof Taifu Xiao, it reappeared.

To put it bluntly, he was used to it by himself.

Pressing the temple, Xiao Yan told himself to change, and lay down.

Ten minutes later, he turned on the bedside lamp again.

He stared at Qi Mo for half a minute, then lifted the quilt, wrapped Qi Mo in a blanket, and then covered him with the quilt.

Finally stopped.

The author has something to say: In fact, Xiao Yan's character itself is quite problematic, not only what he thinks, but also his attitude towards feelings, which is flat at best, and somewhat pessimistic at worst. He has experienced too much, and he knows better than anyone the reason why people's hearts are hard to last.

Moreover, although he likes Qi Mo now, he also has a sense of looking after his juniors. He always feels that Qi Mo can find someone who is more suitable for the three views, who can avoid detours, and who is not easy to get hurt.

But although there are many problems, Mr. Qi is not an ordinary person, he is always a showman (cough cough), Xiao Yan and him are not sure who will win.

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