Dressed as cannon fodder for the rich

The kiss came urgently, it directly entered Qi Xiaoyu's mouth from the very beginning, hooked his tongue, and plundered recklessly.

Qi Xiaoyu only had time to snort, and all his voices were blocked by Xun Qian.

The autumn wind blew through the broad and dark green leaves of the magnolia tree, blowing the mottled shadows on the two of them swaying.

It wasn't until Qi Xiaoyu's whole body softened that Xun Qian turned this fierce kiss into an affectionate and lingering lick.

He leaned against Qi Xiaoyu, kissed and asked, "Why don't you tell me face to face if you like me?"

Qi Xiaoyu suppressed his breath, "Have you told me?"

Xun Qian immediately put his mouth on Qi Xiaoyu's earlobe, and said in a low voice, "Baby, I like you."

Qi Xiaoyu snorted impatiently.

Xun Qian lingered in his earlobe, "What about the divorce agreement, where did it come from?"

Qi Xiaoyu squinted his eyes like a cat, "Give it to me, Mao Chi, I don't want to sign."

He turned his head and bit Xun Qian's lips lightly, "You give it to me, and I will sign it."

Xun Qian's eyes darkened, he took a step back slightly, passed his hands under Qi Xiaoyu's armpit, from bottom to top, and bit Qi Xiaoyu's lip.

The air is filled with the smell of hormones.

Qi Xiaoyu's home clothes were unbuttoned to the third button.

He hung his hands on his chest and neck, panting slightly, "Don't be here."

While kissing, Xun Qian asked vaguely in a low and hoarse voice, "Where is that?"

"Well, go back to your room."

Xun Qian lowered her eyes, looked at Qi Xiaoyu's blushing face in the night, and deliberately rubbed against him, "Can you bear it?"

Qi Xiaoyu snorted like a frightened little animal, "Just in case someone..."

"No," Xun Qian moved, and couldn't wait to interrupt him, and kissed in another place, "They know we're here, no one would be so ignorant."

****

The servants were very sensible, not only did they not come out, they all went back to their rooms early to sleep.

The villa was quiet.

The dining room was packed and the lights were turned off.

There was no one in the living room either.

Only the lights from the courtyard to the hall and then to the stairs were on, as if they were reserved for them to send them back to their rooms.

They logically lit the fire all the way from the yard to Xun Qian's bedroom.

In the courtyard, there was a dark dog with big round eyes watching them pitifully from behind the steps, but no one noticed.

It wanted to sneak in, but Xun Qian blocked the door with a slam when he pushed the door with his toe.

oooo~

****

The movement in the bedroom on the third floor continued until midnight.

It was the first time for both of them, but it was precisely because of the first time that after meeting each other frankly, no matter how many times they did it, it was not enough.

In addition, Xun Qian's legs were healed, as if he wanted to make up for the times he failed to pretend to be sick last time, he pressed Qi Xiaoyu and tried several postures in different ways.

In the end, after using three or four Ts, Qi Xiaoyu was so tired that he didn't want to move a finger, so he could only let out a weak voice from his throat, which Xun Qian heard as if he was coquettishly rejecting, "No more."

Xun Qian was hanging slightly in the air on Qi Xiaoyu's body, her hands were pressing Qi Xiaoyu's hands, her hair was hanging down on Qi Xiaoyu's cheeks.

He rubbed the tip of Qi Xiaoyu's nose with his nose affectionately, "Then I'll carry you to clean it up."

Qi Xiaoyu wanted to refuse, he just wanted to sleep now, and he could feel that Xun Qian's energy was not exhausted, and he didn't want to go to the bathroom for another round.

Xun smiled and coaxed him softly, "If you don't mess with you, just take a bath, you will get sick if you do this."

Qi Xiaoyu snorted through his nose.

He really didn't see that Xun Qian was sick and lazy all day long in the past, but after his legs recovered, he could toss around so much.

Xun Qian said that he would not come again, but finally took a box of things by the bedside.

He couldn't bear Qi Xiaoyu's red eyes and raised neck.

In the bathroom, surrounded by mist, making Qi Xiaoyu moist and smooth, Xun Qian really broke his promise, hugged Qi Xiaoyu in the bathtub again passionately.

This time Qi Xiaoyu didn't even struggle, he only screamed for a while when he couldn't bear it, and then fell asleep faintly.

In a daze, he could vaguely feel that Xun Qian carried him out, dried his body, dried his hair, and carried him back to the bed. As soon as the silky and warm quilt embraced him, he fell asleep completely.

Xun Qian was still awake, he wiped Qi Xiaoyu clean, tucked up the quilt for him, took a cigarette, and walked to the balcony.

His lung disease has improved a lot recently, and he obeys the doctor's advice and dare not smoke indiscriminately, but at this time, he especially wants to smell the smell of smoke to calm down those little joys in his heart.

There is a hazy moonlight outside, casting light golden light on the courtyard.

The parasols swayed gently in the evening breeze, and the sweet-scented osmanthus sent a faint fragrance, everything looked the most appropriate.

Downstairs came the sound of dogs barking.

Xun Qian put on a nightgown loosely. Hearing the sound, he leaned lazily on the railing and looked down.

Outside the window sill, on the lawn, there is a black dog alone.

The white-browed hero raised his head and looked at his master for a while, then let out a groan of grievance.

Xun smiled slightly, but didn't move.

The white-browed hero called again.

Call again, more and more confident.

Xun Qian turned her head to look at the bed quickly, pointed downstairs, "I'll call you again."

The white-browed hero seemed to understand, his voice weakened, and he wailed softly.

Xun Qian went downstairs to open the door for it, and as soon as he opened it a crack, the white-browed hero twisted his fat body and quickly slipped in.

When Xun Qian closed the door again, the white-browed hero had already rushed into the restaurant.

But in the restaurant its bowl was empty.

It circled around the basin, pulling the basin with its front paws, and yelled at Xunqian.

Xun Qian walked over slowly wrapped in a bathrobe.

When the white-browed hero saw him coming, he became timid again, stepped back, and retreated under the dining table, watching Xun Qian's movements warily.

Xun Qian was in a good mood tonight, and was too lazy to argue with this stupid dog. He poured a bowl full of dog food and put it on the ground. After watching it gobble it up, he gave it a light hit on the head before pulling his slippers back. Walk.

The white-browed hero let out a low voice, expressing his protest against beating it on the head, and Pidianpidian followed Xun Qian upstairs to his room. It was better to sleep on the carpet in Xun Qian's bedroom than in his doghouse downstairs. Xiang, it wants to go back even at the risk of being headed by its master!

****

Qi Xiaoyu didn't wake up until noon the next day. He was too tired last night and forgot to set the alarm clock. Xun Qian drew the curtains tightly so that no light could see through.

As soon as he woke up, he rubbed his eyes and was about to prop up the bed with his hands. This time he slept soundly, and he didn't need to think about it to know that it was late.

Before he went to get the phone, Xun Qian woke up, hugged him back, and handed him a cup of hot water first, "I called Wang Mingge, and he asked you to have a good rest and go back later."

Qi Xiaoyu gulped down half a cup, then turned his eyes and asked with a smile, "What are you talking about with him? Let me have a good rest?"

Xun Qian's fingers lightly brushed across the suture scar on Qi Xiaoyu's shoulder. It was the scar left by the last time he fell from the horse's steel needle, although the people involved in that incident are now far away from them completely. However, when Xun Qian saw it, he still felt distressed, "I told him that your throat is uncomfortable and you need to raise it."

Qi Xiaoyu kicked Xun Qian. His voice was not uncomfortable, but he did sound a little hoarse.

Xun Qian can use this as an excuse, doesn't he himself know who did it?

He put the glass down, put on his pajamas and got out of bed.

He noticed Xun Qian's movements. Last night, Xun Qian kissed the scar on his shoulder several times, as if he wanted to kiss the scar away.

He himself felt that the scar was nothing, the operation was not very painful, and there were no sequelae, and at that time, he used ointment to remove the scar, and the marks left were very faint, and he could hardly see it unless he looked carefully. He didn't want Xun Qian to do this again Blame or worry.

He buttoned up the pajamas, and his legs softened as soon as he touched the ground.

Xun Qian hurriedly hugged his waist from behind to prevent him from falling, "Wang Minge is right, you need to have a good rest."

While rubbing Qi Xiaoyu's waist, he rubbed his chin on Qi Xiaoyu's neck affectionately, "He is good, you can rest if you want at any time, you can lie down, and I will ask Mama Li to count the lunch later."

Xun Qian personally called Wang Mingge this morning to help Qi Xiaoyu ask for leave, and promised to give away 5000 million investment for nothing.

The late stages of sci-fi films are particularly expensive, and special effects are a bottomless pit, and the funds are not enough.

Xun Qian would pay 5000 million yuan for any vacation, not to mention making Qi Xiaoyu come later, Wang Minge's current mood was that he hoped that Qi Xiaoyu would take more vacations in the future, and he didn't mind asking for thirty times a month.

Although Xun Qian said so, Qi Xiaoyu was still worried, afraid that he would be called to him for urgent matters.

Leaning in Xun Qian's arms, he flipped through the messages on his phone.

Although he responded to a lot of messages last night, there were still a lot of unread messages. The numbers on the corner of WeChat no longer showed numbers, but a string of ellipsis. In the message list, there was also a row of red.

He typed in the words "four-dimensional space" before digging out the group chats and contacts related to the crew, and looked it over.

Xun Qian leaned on Qi Xiaoyu's shoulder, and glanced at his phone from time to time. Everything was normal, and it was related to work, until the news from Chuhe popped up, asking Qi Xiaoyu if he had a cold and sore throat, and asked him to take care of it. rest.

Xun Qian narrowed his eyes and carefully watched the direction of Qi Xiaoyu's fingers.

Qi Xiaoyu replied with a thank you and crossed off the next one.

Only then did Xun Qian feel relieved.

After Qi Xiaoyu finished reading the news, Xun Qian asked Li Ma to bring lunch, and the white-browed hero followed the lunch, no, followed Li Ma.

It woke up hungry in the morning and wanted to go out before Qi Xiaoyu woke up. When Xun Qian got up to ask Wang Mingge for leave, he immediately scratched the door for someone to let him out.

Only now came up with its toy ball in its mouth, and acted like a baby around Qi Xiaoyu.

They had lunch on a small table on the bed, and played with the dog again. The weather changed today, and it was windy and rainy outside, but the room was cozy.

This kind of time is never too much, and it always passes very fast.

Qi Xiaoyu looked at the time, he couldn't delay any longer, endured the pain in his waist and legs, and determined to leave Xun Qian, the evil and gentle town, to go to the set.

****

The climate in autumn is changeable.

The sun was shining brightly yesterday, but today it is raining coolly.

The driver parked the car at the door and waited. Steward Cheng brought the umbrella, and Mama Li brought it out with rock sugar and pear water.

Xun Qian took him to the door with an umbrella, and told him that he would come to pick him up after the filming was over in a few days.

The white-browed hero obediently sat at Xun Qian's feet, sticking out his tongue and sending Qi Xiaoyu out.

Qi Xiaoyu was sitting in the car and waving his hands. This feeling of being surrounded by warmth was like when he went out to sing operas, went to other troupes for a short time when he was a teenager, and said goodbye to the brothers in the troupe. He knew that he was only going out for a while. After a while, he knew that someone at home was waiting for him to miss him.

When he returned to the crew, the next [-] days of the scene were smoother than before.

There is no shortage of money, and there is no shortage of resources. Whatever the crew needs, someone will arrange for it to be delivered to the door immediately. Even the box lunch of the entire crew has been upgraded to a higher level. There are four dishes and one soup every day, with meat and eggs.

The entire production crew really felt the power of capital, each and every one of them became sour into lemon essence every day, wishing they could post twenty microblogs a day lamenting the arrogance of the production crew and the fairy love between Xun Qian and Qi Xiaoyu, even if they Even Xun Qian himself has never seen it.

Twenty days later, "Four Dimensional Space" was successfully completed.

Xun Qian came to pick him up as promised.

This time, Xun Qian was much more high-profile than before. She changed into a luxurious handmade suit with diamonds on the cuff buttons and a two-letter logo on the belt. Above, standing at the entrance of the crew, with a luxury car parked beside her, her hair brushed back with pomade, exposing all her delicate and flawless features, she looks more elite, more CEO and more abstinent than usual.

As soon as he appeared there, people from all directions took out their mobile phones to take pictures of him.

There are also people who want to strike up a conversation. After all, Xun Qian has recently completed a major reversal of word of mouth. He has never shown his face and turned into a madman who loves his wife. So some people want to go forward and give it a try. Hook up.

But this kind of person was frightened away by Xun Qian's cold aura of walking suddenly before he got close to Xun Qian's [-]-meter range.

Qi Xiaoyu was still saying goodbye to the crew one by one, and everyone rushed up to say goodbye to him.

After Wang Mingge finished speaking, Chuhe followed behind him.

Chuhe was probably the only one who didn't change his attitude towards him because he announced his relationship with Xun Qian, what was before and what is now.

He was holding a notebook in his hand, which seemed to be a farewell gift for Qi Xiaoyu.

Seeing him handing over the notebook, Xun Qian immediately stepped forward and beckoned to Qi Xiaoyu first.

Qi Xiaoyu smiled, he knew what Xun Qian was thinking, after taking the notebook, he waved to Chu He and asked Momo to arrange his luggage.

Xun Qian took people away in a high-profile manner, and didn't care if Weibo would be paralyzed again today, although it was almost seven o'clock in the evening after finishing the filming.

***

Xun Qian didn't bring a driver with him today, and he didn't drive the Maybach he usually uses. Instead, he changed to a newly launched supercar, lightning red, with lift doors, and he drove it himself.

In front of the imaginary rival, he stepped on the gas pedal and showed the best momentum that a supercar can perform.

It made Qi Xiaoyu just want to laugh.

After laughing and getting on the elevated, the two chatted for a while about what happened on the set, and then Xun Qian asked him about his next plans.

Shortly after "Shangxie" was released, "Python River Chaos" was released. As expected, "Python River Chaos" opened low and went high, with low cost and high income, which helped Qi Xiaoyu earn a lot of money and helped Qi Xiaoyu Qi Xiaoyu brought a higher reputation and better word of mouth.

When he bought Stellar Entertainment, although it was a small entertainment company, it is not short of funds now, and it also has the gold-lettered signboard of Qi Xiaoyu, and the resources of its artists are steadily increasing.

Qi Xiaoyu asked Yu Xiaosheng to recruit several newcomers from "The Chaos of Mangchuan" a long time ago, and now the value has increased a lot, and he has regrouped artist resources, terminated the contract with Ding Ge who wasted resources and was not popular in the past, and re-discovered newcomers , Seeing that there are many promising seedlings in the company.

His career and company are thriving.

Qi Xiaoyu propped his head and thought for a while, "The variety show that I filmed with Jiang Sicheng last year still has its third season. The program team sent me an invitation, so I should go. Let's just go out and play."

Xun Qian glanced at him.

Qi Xiaoyu smiled, knowing what Xun Qian was thinking, he and Xun Qian had never gone out to play, "At that time, you can come to see me as a special guest, just like last time, okay? Maybe I will talk to the program team , I can spend more time with you than last time."

Xun Qian nodded, looking a little coaxed.

Qi Xiaoyu smiled, and continued, "Other than this, I don't have any other special arrangements. I also want to make another movie."

Xun Qian showed an interested expression, "What kind of movie?"

"About Peking Opera, I will tell the story of a troupe."

"Give me a chance to invest?"

Qi Xiaoyu looked at the busy traffic ahead, "Are you sure? Peking opera is not very popular, and this story is also very common. I'm afraid Boss Xun will lose money."

Xun smiled slightly, "Really? Then I'll think about it carefully, how to repay the debt if I lose money."

Qi Xiaoyu said generously, "Take the white-browed hero to pay off the debt."

"It's so edible, won't I lose more and more."

The two talked and laughed, Qi Xiaoyu don't bring up the past, many shadows of the past flashed in his heart, master and sister, stage water sleeves, another era that was gorgeous and extravagant but crumbling.

This is what Qi Xiaoyu had in mind when filming "Four Dimensional Space", to record the story of the Red Moon Class and that era.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Qiongqiong Huang got one;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 28 bottles of Crab King; 20 bottles of chilipan; 7 bottles of Tianqi not Sanqi; 1 bottle of silver grate;