The President of Spicy Chicken Has Returned My Innocence!

Mr. Huo was silent for a long time.

Liang Xiao waited for a while, thinking that he might be better at science and writing apology letters, and couldn't help but say, "Mr. Huo?"

"Recite..."

Huo Lan said softly, "Recited very well, there are no mistakes."

"..." Liang Xiao was worried: "It's not a poem."

Liang Xiao guessed that Huo Lan might not have the talent for lyricism, and exhaled, "I mean...it's raining."

Liang Xiao was forced to memorize countless poetry analysis back then, and when she thinks about it at this time, she can even recite some details to Mr. Huo: "The rain washes the spring breeze, and it is better than the city full of smoke and willows."

Huo Lan was slightly stunned, and his eyes fell on him.

Liang Xiao knew that this kind of literary talent obviously couldn't help him: "I didn't write it."

Liang Xiao wrote 300 words and it took a whole day to read it. I really am not good at this. If I don’t know what to say, they might really think that he sent a qaq to deliberately fool : "The reference book I memorized when I was in school..."

Liang Xiao coughed: "Quite it."

The quote here expresses the self-confidence of the quoter, and the lofty ideal of being able to be very powerful in the future and making them a lot of money.

Huo Lan stared at him for a while, his eyebrows finally loosened, and his aura settled down inch by inch.

Huo Lan lowered his eyes and smiled lightly.

Liang Xiao almost got angry on the spot.

He was here trying his best to comfort him, rummaging through the inventory, this man couldn't understand.

I'm too embarrassed to laugh.

Liang Xiao held her breath and looked at the warm and clear smile in Huo Lan's eyes.

Huo Lan raised his eyes: "What?"

Liang Xiao tightened her arms, realizing that some kind of strength that had been suppressed and tense in Huo Lan's body finally dissipated.

"Understood." Huo Lan said.

Liang Xiao sighed: "What do you understand?"

Huo Lan looked at Liang Xiao, raised his hand for a long time, hugged the back of his head, and rubbed lightly.

Liang Xiao has never been able to resist their actions by Mr. Huo. These days, his sense of touch is more sensitive than usual, and he is more able to perceive the stable warmth of the palm ironed on the back of his head.

Liang Xiao had been paying attention to Huo Lan's situation just now, and now she was relaxed, she couldn't help squinting her eyes and rubbed her palm slightly.

Huo Lan was slightly startled and looked at him.

Liang Xiao suddenly woke up, and the whole person quickly turned red into the neck: "..."

No help.

This sinful estrus.

Liang Xiao realized it later, and realized that Mr. Huo even held his **** with one hand, he was at a loss and wanted to jump down and shake

I swayed and fell to the ground.

Huo Lan couldn't hold him with one hand, so he hurriedly changed his hands and held him firmly back in his arms.

Liang Xiao blushed but begged for death, his head hit his shoulder hard.

Huo Lan was pounded on his shoulder by him, worried about hurting Liang Xiao, so he put his palm on it: "It will hurt."

Liang Xiao is embarrassed: "It hurts me to death."

Huo Lan could somewhat hear that he was joking, but he couldn't help frowning, he gently separated his forehead, and took a closer look.

Liang Xiao's face was hot, his whole body was red, and he couldn't see how his forehead hit.

Huo Lan rubbed him twice and put him back on the ground carefully: "I understand."

Liang Xiao had forgotten what he asked, and hung on the arm of Mr. Huo, mumbling: "What do you understand?"

Huo Lan looked at him for a long time, then closed his eyes, his voice was very soft.

Huo Lan: "You are the color of my sky."

The next morning, Liang Xiao, who had slept all night with Huo Lan in his arms, woke up, paralyzed on the bed and opened his eyes.

…

Mr. Huo hides himself.

Until now, Liang Xiao has not recovered from the lethality of what Mr. Huo said last night.

Liang Xiao stared at the ceiling for a long time, then quickly turned on the phone, pulled out the earphones, plugged it in, and played the "Heart Clearing Mantra" for herself several times.

Huo Lanchen came back from practice and opened the door with breakfast. Liang Xiao's posture caused him to hesitate at the door for two seconds: "..."

Liang Xiao opened his eyes when he heard the movement: "Mr. Huo?"

Huo Lan narrowed his eyes, and did not correct it: "Well."

Liang Xiao let go of her legs and put the earphones and the phone under the pillow: "My estrus period is over."

Last night, Huo Lan was finally worried, and helped him make a temporary mark to stabilize the pheromone.

When I woke up this morning, Liang Xiao hadn't noticed yet. He flipped through the phone, plugged in the headphones, and played songs in one go. Only then did he realize that he seemed to be back to normal.

The long-awaited refreshing and healthy, and the strength is enough to run around the villa for two full laps.

Huo Lan was stunned: "It's over?"

"It's over." Liang Xiao nodded, stood up, and bounced him off the bed twice.

His estrus condition is serious, if he is not careful, an accident will happen.

Liang Xiao has been looking forward to the end of the estrus period as soon as possible, so that Huo Lan can rest in peace and rest. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little happy: "I don't feel at all."

Liang Xiao listened to the Heart Clearing Mantra ten times, and tasted it carefully, and felt that I might not be able to rush this matter.

Besides...not too rushed.

Liang Xiao's ears were a little hot again, and she couldn't help but re-review them in her heart, Mr. Huo

That sentence.

He has been out of energy these days, and he stumbles when he walks a little far. Now he has finally regained his independence, and he is in a very good mood: "The weather is good today, can I go out for some breath?" Duan said. -"

Liang Xiao was stunned and looked at Huo Lan: "Mr. Huo?"

Huo Lan: "Yes."

Liang Xiao frowned and said nothing.

Huo Lan waited for a while at the door, dissipating the morning coolness on his body, walked over, put breakfast on the head of the bed, and reached out to hug him to wash.

When he reached halfway, Huo Lan suddenly remembered Liang Xiao's words and retracted his hand.

"Mr. Huo." Liang Xiao held his arm, "What's wrong?"

When Huo Lan walked in, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Liang Xiao thought about it carefully and felt that he might have used the wrong name, so he hesitated for a while: "Huo Lan?"

Huo Lan's arm stagnates slightly, and closes his eyes: "I'm not used to calling...you don't have to."

"It's not that I'm not used to it." Liang Xiao said, "I'm afraid the life assistant who assigned me would hear it."

Huo Lan was slightly startled.

"He doesn't dare to speak to me anymore."

Liang Xiao pointed to the door and lowered her voice: "If you hear me calling like that again, I might see me running three meters away in the future."

Huo Lan didn't think about this level, he was stunned for a while, his face eased a lot: "Do you need him within three meters?"

Liang Xiao took a break for the past few days. When work resumes, there will be more and more things to take care of. You can't just rely on a broker and a half-sized assistant.

Huo Lan didn't know much about the actor's workflow. Thinking of the artists under the Star Crown who were surrounded by the assistant team, he didn't think there was anything wrong with Liang Xiao's request.

Huo Lan thought for a while: "It was distributed by the artist department. I asked them to request—"

"No." Liang Xiaofei quickly declined, "Three meters away is good."

“…good.”

Huo Lan nodded and touched the top of his hair: "Go wash."

Liang Xiao is usually not that sensitive, and noticed that Huo Lan's body is gradually fading, so he generously donated his head to make him feel it, and free himself from the tangled quilt.

After regaining mobility, washing up is also much more convenient. Liang Xiao quickly washed his face, brushed his teeth, and cleaned up. He couldn't help but pushed open the window and took a few deep breaths. He went back to the bed to eat breakfast with a glorious glow.

Huo Lan watched him tossing back and forth energetically, and a smile gradually appeared in the bottom of his pupils.

Let's meet Liang Xiao's eyes and pass his share of early.

Liang Xiao was hungry, so he took over and swallowed the buns whole, took the time to take the soy milk and blew.

"Last night." Huo Lan specifically asked Duan Ming, went to buy Liang Xiao's accustomed breakfast, and watched him gobble up the wind, he couldn't help reaching out and helped him hold the soy milk: " Buying a house-"

Liang Xiao took a sip of soy milk with his hand: "Let's talk about it later."

Huo Lan nodded, after a while, as if he had made up his mind, he continued: "You rent

Home. "

Liang Xiao almost forgot that he even rented a house: "What's wrong?"

Huo Lan met his gaze and fell silent.

The idea was actually made by Liang Xiao's agent.

The housekeeper fully agreed, and the little assistant also repeatedly guaranteed the vote, saying that Brother Liang would never be unwilling.

He was reluctant to do this at first, thinking that after all, he is not in a hurry, and he is ready to consider it for a few more days.

Liang Xiao's susceptibility period has passed.

Huo Lan has never done such a thing before, and was silent for a while: "...heating."

Liang Xiao: "Huh?"

Huo Lan clenched his fists and said with difficulty, "It's broken."

Liang Xiao: “…”

"Cool these days."

Everything is difficult at the beginning, Huo Lan overcomes the psychological obstacle and makes a start, lowered his eyes to avoid his sight, and continued to quickly say: "It is inconvenient to go back and live. There are several crews who want to contact you. Waiting for your time, we need to discuss in person..."

Liang Xiao was flickered by the heating, listening to them, Mr. Huo bowed his head and paused and carried his back for a long time, slightly dumb: "If I go back, Xingguan's car is inconvenient to pick up and drop off?"

The words written by the housekeeper were snatched by Liang Xiao, Huo Lan was silent for a moment and nodded.

"If you live in a villa, it is not only convenient for pick-up and drop-off. After the last accident, the star crown has strengthened the protection, and it is not easy to be tracked and exposed by the paparazzi."

Liang Xiao thought about it for a while, and continued to help him write: "If I really miss the breakfast downstairs in our house, you just happen to go out every morning during the morning exercise and drive 20 kilometers to buy it for me ."

"..." Huo Lan was silent for a while, took the phone, and wanted to call the housekeeper.

Liang Xiaofei quickly held him down: "I didn't talk to them."

Huo Lan frowned.

Liang Xiao looked at him for a while, then smiled.

I made some things clear last night, and it was still useful.

Although I don't know the reason, Huo Lan apparently inexplicably believes that as long as the estrus period is over, he will leave.

If before last night, according to their general manager Huo’s temper, don’t say such things as mobilizing people to work together to keep him... Maybe they will send a car on their own initiative, before he has time to shamelessly apply A few days before the stay, he was packed and sent back.

I am so happy to receive the pajamas.

Last night, while he was asleep, I read a thank you letter to him with a small lamp for a long time.

Liang Xiao didn't sleep well last night. He was very moved when Huo Lan started to read. Thinking about waiting for Mr. Huo to finish reading, he suddenly sat up and gave Mr. Huo a surprise hug.

…After hearing half of it, I couldn’t hold it anymore, and I fell asleep completely.

"When I'm in heat, it's up to you to temporarily mark stability."

Liang Xiao smiled and said, "I eat your food and live yours, and I won't give you the money."

Huo Lan didn't want him to say this: "No—"

"The estrus period is over now." Liang Xiao was not stopped by him, and continued, "I don't need your temporary marking, and then I patted my **** and ran away?"

Liang Xiao almost said one more sentence, then I'm too scumbag, thinking that Mr. Huo might not understand, he changed his words half-jokingly: "Even if you leave, at least you have to pay off your money for the past few days. Rent and meals."

Huo Lan: "I don't want it."

Liang Xiao didn't even plan to give it, she nodded and wiped her hands, and touched a note from the bedside.

Liang Xiao pinched the note, fiddled with his fingers a few times, and folded two umbrellas, one large and one small.

It is clear that up to now, the one thing I have been thinking about the most has not been accomplished.

Otherwise, let Mr. Huo read "One Hundred Years of Solitude"

.

Liang Xiao rummaged through the tableware bag that came with the breakfast, tied two toothpicks as umbrella handles, adjusted the shape and handed it to Huo Lan.

Huo Lan took two small paper umbrellas, and was a little stunned: "What?"

Liang Xiao: "Rent, meal."

Liang Xiao took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

Huo Lan said...he is the color of his sky.

Liang Xiao opened her eyes: "I don't want to leave, can I stay here for a few more days?"