Husband, it's me!

Han Shiqing walked out of the room, passed Shen Cong, and walked directly to the air conditioner switch.

"33 degrees? Did you adjust it?"

While lowering the temperature, he said helplessly, "That guy Andrew has taken advantage of his birth since he was a child, so the development of his quotient is extremely uneven. You should know him better than me, so why bother with yourself?"

Shen Cong's handsome face suddenly wrinkled into embarrassment. Does this guy really think he was in a bad mood and adjusted the temperature wrong?

Suppressing the deep frustration in his heart, Shen Cong took a deep breath, walked across to Han Shiqing so that he could see his "cool" attire more clearly, and then asked in a strange tone: "Do I have to do it for Is he upset? I can... fall in love with someone else, right?"

These words successfully made Han Shiqing look towards him, with a look of inquiry and surprise in his eyes.

The temperature in the room has slowly started to drop, Shen Cong's back is shivering, and goosebumps are crawling on his arms, but he still looks at Han Shiqing pretending to be affectionate, so that he can know that he is really showing affection for him.

When Shen Cong hooked up with Han Shiqing back then, he used the same trick. He deliberately ran to the other party's room to drink, and drunkenly said that he seemed to like someone, but that person was a man.

Han Shiqing's expression at the time was also quite exciting, but in the end it fell right into Shen Cong's arms. Not only did he stay in the room to take care of him all night, but he also began to flirt with him tacitly from then on.

Shen Cong originally wanted to imitate the scene at that time, but there was no wine in the room, so he could only act, so that the scene that should have been somewhat ambiguous seemed more embarrassing.

Fortunately, Han Shiqing was only slightly stunned for a moment, and then spoke again.

"Like someone else? Chen Yue, if you can really do it, as the boss, I will support you 100%..." Han Shiqing shrugged, not seeing the little eyes he was looking forward to, "But I know Andrew's temper very well. Although he He is not very good at expressing, but he is serious about you. So, instead of avoiding it, you might as well have a good chat with him and express your truest thoughts!"

Han Shiqing walked back to the bedroom while talking, took out his computer and mobile phone, went straight to the sofa and sat down: "In your state, you should sleep in the bedroom tonight, you can have a better rest, I will sleep on the sofa good!"

"Ah?" Shen Cong's eyes were darkened, he never expected such a development, and hurriedly declined, "How can this be done, you have to walk the red carpet tomorrow, I'll sleep on the sofa!"

"It's okay, I promise Andrew will take good care of you, go to sleep."

Shen Cong was sweating, and just about to continue doing something, the voice of 7458 rang [Ding Dong——According to the detector, the love value of the target has dropped from 5% to 3.8%, are you sure you want to continue? 】

Damn, the love value has dropped so much, don't you lose face if you don't bring it?

Shen Cong wanted to cry but had no tears, fearing that the only love value he had was exhausted by him, so he walked back to the bedroom with his head drooping.

Lifting off the quilt and getting into the bed, Shen Cong felt the body temperature left by Han Shiqing, and finally regained consciousness after his shivering body. He exhaled, feeling a little disappointed in his heart, but also inexplicably happy.

There was a faint smell belonging to Han Shiqing in the bed. He took a deep breath, but couldn't fall asleep anyway.

Something is about to come out, but he still has no way to grasp it, he can only keep recalling the details of getting along with Han Shiqing in the past, and the more he thinks about it, the more he feels that he has overlooked something important...

In the middle of the night, Shen Cong got up to go to the toilet and found a faint light in front of the sofa.

He thought that Han Shiqing was still asleep, so he walked over to see what the hell he was up to, but he just walked to the sofa when he heard the other person's slight snorting.

Han Shiqing was already lying on the sofa and fell asleep, but a video was still playing on the computer in front of him. He tiptoed over to help him close it, but saw himself in the video.

To be precise, what appeared in the video was the character played by Shen Cong - Chu Yuan, the beautiful boy killer in "Flame".

Han Shiqing should be watching the original edited version of the movie. There is a small notebook on the coffee table, which is full of notes he made. He evaluated his performance in each scene and marked the details that need to be improved. Being so delicate and serious, Shen Cong had to sigh that Han Shiqing's success in the entertainment circle was not only due to his good looks and luck.

You know, the most indispensable thing in the entertainment industry is handsome guys, but there are not many who can become the first-line niche.

Isn't he himself a living negative example?

In fact, Shen Cong has no big ambitions since he was a child, and his mother only hopes that he can grow up healthily, and has no requirements for him.

Nai He's innate good looks have drawn him much attention since he was a child, and by chance, he was admitted to the Film Academy.

Acting has never been Shen Cong's hobby. Although he once wanted to make a name for himself in the film and television industry for some reasons, that idea quickly disappeared due to other reasons.

Shen Cong sighed softly, but found that there were still a few lines of time reminders in Han Shiqing's notebook, such as 3 minutes and 30 seconds, 11 minutes and 14 seconds, etc. He was a little curious, thinking it was some special screen, so he dragged it carefully The mouse jumps to 3 minutes and 30 seconds.

What appeared in the movie screen was the close-up shot of Chu Yuan's first appearance. His heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly zoomed to 11 minutes and 14 seconds, and 23 minutes and 09 seconds. What appeared in the screen were all his shots.

Shen Cong's mood at the moment seemed to have knocked over the five-flavored bottle. He always thought that after he became a vegetable, Han Shiqing might be a little sad, but life would still go on.But every time I saw him later, the loneliness and loss in his eyes gave me the illusion that he was not just sad.

Is he really that important in Han Shiqing's mind?

Han Shiqing, who was sleeping, was bothered by something at this time, and kept frowning.

Shen Cong got closer, and couldn't help stretching out his hand, trying to smooth the mark on his forehead, but at this moment, a pair of deep pupils suddenly lit up in the darkness.

It's over, is there anything more embarrassing than this?

Peeping and being caught on the spot made Shen Cong froze to a stake, unable to move.

"Oh... let me come..."

Han Shiqing sat up slowly, stretched out his hand to turn off his computer with a normal face, and asked, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"..."

There were three drops of sweat on Shen Cong's forehead, and he quickly slid down the stick, "Oh, I'm going to the bathroom, and seeing that the light is still on your side, just..."

"Thank you... go to sleep!"

Han Shiqing covered the computer, got up and drank a glass of water, then picked up a cigarette and walked to the balcony outside the house.

Outside the hotel in Paris, the night was thick, Shen Cong looked at his back smoking on the railing, for some reason, his heart suddenly shrank into a ball, and felt a dull pain.

He wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything, turned around and walked back to the bedroom silently.

After a sleepless night, Shen Cong went to the bathroom to wash his face early the next morning, and made a face at his thick dark circles. Compared with his decadent appearance, he was extremely excited at the moment, and even a little nervous for no reason.

When he changed his clothes and came out of the bedroom, Han Shiqing had already put on the Givenchy haute couture suit that was walking on the red carpet. The black suit was tailored very snugly, outlining his tall and straight figure, and matched with his tough middle belt Delicate, delicate and a little ascetic face, more elegant and charming.

"are you OK?"

Han Shiqing looked at him behind him through the mirror while putting on his tie.

"Oh...not bad..."

Shen Cong realized that he was distracted by seeing people, and immediately wanted to make up for his mistakes, and ran up to help him tie his tie.

"Sorry, I was originally your assistant, but these two days it seems that you are my assistant..."

Chen Yue's fame has been completely ruined by him, will Han Shiqing feel a little nervous in the future?

Han Shiqing glanced at him sideways, thinking that he was being a little strangely polite, but his eyes suddenly changed.

Shen Cong lowered his head and was putting on his tie, unaware of what happened. Just as he was about to say a few more self-deprecating words to ease the atmosphere, Han Shiqing suddenly grabbed the hand that was putting on the tie.

Shen Cong was obviously taken aback, and suddenly raised his head, but was taken aback by Han Shiqing's tangled and sharp eyes.

"What... what's wrong?"

Cold sweat broke out on his back, it was rare to see Han Shiqing showing such an aggressive look, as if he was about to eat him.

Could it be that he didn't like the cool little fresh meat last night, but today's good wife and mother are more appetizing to him?

Just when Shen Cong was brainstorming, he heard Han Shiqing ask: "How can you play like this?"

Shen Cong was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that Han Shiqing was referring to his tie-tying method, which he had taught Han Shiqing in the past, and boasted that it was his own unique secret book.

But in fact, that's just what he learned from a foreign fashion blogger.

Shen Cong pretended to be puzzled and asked: "What's the matter? This is the unique secret book of fashion blogger David Simth. You don't usually pay attention to fashion?"

"is it?"

Han Shiqing's sentence seemed to have a lot of meaning, he let go of Shen Cong's hand, and suddenly tore off the tie around his neck, "I think it's better to wear a bow tie with this suit, please get me a bow tie... ..."

Shen Cong was a little offended by his inexplicable attitude, but the other party was his boss now, so he couldn't really get angry, so he nodded and helped the other party find a black bow tie.

Han Shiqing tied the bow tie by himself, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly said, "Cancel the tour the day after tomorrow, please help me change the ticket to tomorrow, and we will return to China as soon as the event is over..."

Shen Cong was about to ask the reason, when the other party added, "I haven't seen him for almost two weeks, I can't bear it any longer."

At this moment, Shen Cong's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and all the blood in his body rushed to his head. He stood in a daze at the door of the room, looking at Han Shiqing's leaving back, his whole body seemed to be under some spell, unable to move.

Who is that him?The answer seemed to be obvious. Shen Cong rubbed his temples, feeling that things had gone off the rails in a direction he never thought of...