Little Tsing Yi always teases me live [Ancient Wear Today]

Some of Chu Qian's thoughts are destined not to be made public. He turned his back to Fang Wuqiu, his heart was bubbling with beauty, and he had no other reaction for a long time.

Fang Wuqiu stared at his back silently, not knowing what the other party was thinking.

After two or three minutes, Chu Qian's restless heart finally calmed down. He turned around, took a deep breath, and began to calm down and rub Fang Wuqiu's ankle.

Chu Qian asked him curiously: "Qiuqiu, what do you want to do here suddenly? I'll help you."

Her ankle was sore and sore. After being gently rubbed, Fang Wuqiu felt much more comfortable.He obediently sat in the grass, listening to Chu Qian's curious question, not knowing how to answer it.

Did you say that you actually came here from the Yu Dynasty, a dynasty a hundred years ago?

It’s ridiculous.

Leaving aside whether Chu Qian would believe it or not, it was hard for him to say it out loud. After all, such a matter of traveling through time and space would be exhausted in the present era, and he might be dragged by some research institute to study it.

Although this was just Fang Wuqiu Ma Xingkong's conjecture, he still didn't dare.

Besides, there is no trace of Tanyang Town in Yu Chao now, and even if he told Chu Qian, he would just take it as a joke and just listen to it out of curiosity.

After thinking this way, Fang Wuqiu shook his head, and told Chu Qian in a different way: "I came to Wanzikou to find a book that my father left behind."

"Book?" Chu Qian was puzzled: "Qiuqiu, is your hometown in Wanzikou? I remember your hometown is in Tanyang Town, Tanyang Town in the south of the Yangtze River."

"It's not Wanzikou." Fang Wuqiu shook his head, and when he was about to explain, he suddenly heard Chu Qian's last sentence, raised his eyes in doubt, and a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes: "Do you know that my home is in Tanyang?"

He didn't seem to have told Chu Qian about this matter.

Chu Qian suddenly realized: "Me, Luo Fei told me." His heart skipped a beat, and he almost exposed the vest squatting in Fang Wuqiu's live broadcast room.

Fang Wuqiu suddenly realized, and continued to explain: "My home is in Tanyang, but the book is in Wanzikou. This time I came here to find it."

As he said that, his tone was slightly low, and his head was lowered in a daze: "I don't know anything except that the book is in Wanzikou. I really didn't think well when I came here rashly, but I can't wait anymore. , would love to find it."

Seeing his dim eyes, Chu Qian tightened his heart, grabbed his hand, and said solemnly: "It's okay, don't worry, I'll look for it with you."

Fang Wuqiu pursed his lips and pulled the corners of his mouth: "Thank you, Chu..."

"Brother Chu!" When he was about to yell, Chu Qian's eyes lit up, and he hastily emphasized a sentence, for fear that the other party would call it wrong.

Fang Wuqiu was very helpless by his reaction, shook his head, held his chin, and softly called: "Brother Chu."

The red and swollen ankles can't be rubbed often. After Fang Wuqiu rested on the grass, he felt that he was full of strength now. He didn't want to waste any more time. It's almost one o'clock in the afternoon.

As he said that, he tried to get up, and Chu Qian performed vigorously in front of him, asking Fang Wuqiu to put all his strength on himself and help him up.

He could barely stand up, but it was very difficult to move around. Seeing his face wrinkled, Chu Qian was so distressed that he put his arm around his waist and said firmly, "Qiuqiu, I will carry you."

"Don't..." Fang Wuqiu gasped because of the pain in his feet, but still shook his head, unwilling to bother Chu Qian.

He stretched out his legs and swayed on the ground, limped, and tried to walk forward, "I'll do it myself."

Chu Qian couldn't resist him, so he put all his attention on him, stretched out his hands, and stood beside him.

As soon as Fang Wuqiu took two steps, his foot sprained again. Fortunately, Chu Qian was fully focused, and when he was about to fall down, he quickly hugged him into his arms.

"I'll carry you."

"No need."

A trace of cunning flashed across Chu Qian's eyes, and he stood directly in front of him. With a strong grab, he put Fang Wuqiu on his back, and hummed, "He has no conscience, and he said he would give me a chance. Now it's so good. I don’t even get the chance to perform well, Qiuqiu, you don’t agree with what you say.”

Fang Wuqiu opened his mouth slightly, but was stunned speechless. He pursed his lips silently, as if he had answered his words.

The temperature on his back was very warm, Chu Qian had a broad back, Fang Wuqiu clasped his shoulders with both hands, and suddenly felt a strong sense of security in his heart.

He lowered his eyes, thoughtful.

Chu Qian held his buttocks and turned him upside down, with a chuckle in his voice: "Hold my neck tight, I'll take you away."

"Don't run, I'm too tired—" The last word drifted away with the wind, Fang Wuqiu didn't know that he ran as soon as he said, and the wind hit him before he was ready.

Fang Wuqiu was panicked, and quickly moved on Chu Qian's back, with his arms around his neck, completely unaware of any "harm" caused to Chu Qian by his moving movements.

The back was rubbed ambiguously, and the parts of the body that were close to each other were hot, and Chu Qian's ears turned red. In order to conceal the hotness somewhere in the body, the movements of his hands were tightened, and Fang Wuqiu was behind his back, and the inexplicable breath all over his body Desperately released.

Stepping heavily on dead branches, the young man ran past with his sweetheart on his back, dust flying under his feet.

It didn't take long before the traces of the footsteps were covered by the weeds blown by the wind.

After running for about five or six minutes, Chu Qian gasped and stopped slowly.

The roads on both sides were still uninhabited, with a lot of messy weeds growing, but when they moved their eyes to the front, both of them opened their eyes wide at the same time, and the light in their eyes became brighter and brighter.

Sure enough, the pile of weeds near the intersection of Wanzikou Village is just a cover. After walking in, there is something hidden inside.

The village road divides into two not far in front, and when viewed from a distance on the left, weeds are still flying around, and there is no smoke from people.From the right side, it is much cleaner and tidy. Although it is a relatively simple and ancient mountain village, it is obviously populated.

"Let's go to the right." Fang Wuqiu was full of joy, lying on Chu Qian's back happily, and pointed to the right.

Chu Qian smiled vigorously, and curled his lips: "It's all about Qiuqiu!"

He walked there quickly, not feeling tired at all, but felt that Qiuqiu's body was as thin as his eyes could see, not like the weight of an adult man.

It seems that it will take good care of it in the future.

Chu Qian thought a lot along the way, and his brain was about to overflow with honey, but he didn't know that after hearing what he said just now, Fang Wuqiu hid behind his generous back, blushing secretly.

The road on the right is not bad, the ground is flat, and the weeds on the left and right are obediently staying where they should be, without blocking the road.

"Do you want to take a break?" Fang Wuqiu patted him on the shoulder and asked directly in his ear without thinking too much.

The soft and soft breath immediately slipped into his earlobe, and as soon as it entered, it wrapped stickily around Chu Qian's heart, making his heart pound violently, making his whole body feel numb and itchy, both liking and uncomfortable .

Chu Qian was tall and strong, and had plenty of strength at first, but now he was disturbed by this sentence, and he had no time to run anymore, so he stopped slowly and put Fang Wuqiu down.

"I'm tired of you." Fang Wuqiu hurriedly took out the close-fitting handkerchief.

Who knew that just as he was about to hand it over, Chu Qian bent down very perceptively and brought his handsome face in front of him.

Fang Wuqiu's expression was dumbfounded, and he was stunned holding the handkerchief.

Before he started wiping, Chu Qian narrowed his eyes with a smile, and said, "Thank you Qiuqiu, I'm not tired at all, Qiuqiu is so light."

Fang Wuqiu blushed: "You are too strong."

Now that the other party has brought his face closer, Fang Wuqiu is not awkward, so he picked up the handkerchief and helped him wipe the fine sweat off his forehead.

Chu Qian didn't feel tired when he bent down, his eyes were on the same level as Fang Wuqiu's, and his eyes were deep, and he never moved away from his face.

It's really pretty, and it looks even better when you get closer. There is no flaw in the whole body. No, I can't say that. No one in the world is without flaws. Qiuqiu's flaw is probably...too gentle, too gentle, It will make you think more unconsciously and want more.

His movements were so gentle, delicate, and serious, as if he was treating someone he held in his heart.

But when he faced Boss Ruan, he was also gentle. This didn't prove anything, it only made his heart more confused.

Chu Qian's eyes flickered, just as Fang Wuqiu had finished wiping his sweat, he stopped thinking about it and turned his eyes to look at the village in front of him.

"It turns out that people really live in Wanzikou." Chu Qian smiled in amazement, and for a moment, he was still puzzled: "Since there are people living, why is the intersection so chaotic? It's definitely not like people pass by every now and then."

Fang Wuqiu was also surprised. He looked at the village in the distance and guessed: "Maybe this place is self-sufficient, so you don't need to go out."

If the family has land, grows various vegetables, and stores food, staying at home for a period of time is not a problem.

Chu Qian shook his head: "But it's easy to be self-sufficient for a month or two, and it's impossible not to go out for a few years? I see the situation along the way just now, and maybe no one has passed by for nearly a year."

The weeds, which were growing as tall as an adult, were completely hidden when the two of them sat in it just now. Chu Qian reckoned that there was still room for thinking for more than a year.

His eyes sank, he pondered and said, "I guess there might be another way out of Wanzi's mouth."

"It's not impossible." Fang Wuqiu thought the same, nodded, and then said with a smile: "Don't worry about these for now, let's go in quickly."

Chu Qian said yes, and when he was about to squat down and carry him on his back, Fang Wuqiu shook his head embarrassingly, and declined, "It's not far from here, let's walk slowly, you were tired just now."

"Alright."

The two hit it off immediately, Chu Qian helped him, and walked slowly along the country road towards the village.

It is hot in summer, and the weeds on both sides of the road grow luxuriantly. There are also many wild flowers here.Except that there are no people on the road, the rest is almost the same as the usual countryside.

The two followed the road and soon saw several brick houses.

It is an ordinary and simple rural bungalow, and the yard has been repaired. When I approached, I saw a few old people sitting at the door of their house to rest, holding cattail fans in their hands, fanning the wind while chatting. It was a peaceful scene.

"It's really a small village." Fang Wuqiu looked at the scene in front of him, and the figure of the scholar in his dream suddenly appeared in his mind.

The scholar carried the book basket on his back, leisurely and leisurely, like a tourist wandering in the world, he traveled freely and leisurely, and finally settled in a village named Wanzikou.He married and had children here, multiplying and multiplying.

Fang Wuqiu believed more and more that the scholar was a real existence, and excitedly went to ask the old man about it.It was Chu Qian who pulled him, seeing his urgent appearance of not caring about his foot injury at all, he stared and said, "Don't worry."

Fang Wuqiu blinked and took a deep breath: "I'm impatient."

He controlled his emotions, and with Chu Qian's support, he walked slowly to the yard of the nearest family.

The old woman who was waving a cattail leaf fan in front of the door greeted them hospitablely: "Hey, is this injured? Come here and have a seat."

The courtyards of every household in the countryside are close to each other. When the old lady yelled, the rest of the old people followed, some of them watched the excitement, and some were curious about the two foreigners.

"Thank you." Fang Wuqiu thanked quickly, and sat on the low bench.

"Why did you come from there?" The old woman was curious: "That road has been abandoned for almost a year, and we usually go this way when we go out."

She pointed to the other end, and when it was over, she glanced at Fang Wuqiu's ankle injury, and slapped her thigh: "Is that where you got your foot?"

Fang Wuqiu's embarrassment should be: "There are too many weeds, and it's sprained."

The old grandma hurried into the house to get some plasters that were always kept at home, and when she was about to hand them to Fang Wuqiu, Chu Qian took them politely: "I'll do it."

Fang Wuqiu said gratefully: "Thank you for the ointment."

The old lady quickly waved her hands and said with a smile: "It's a small matter, we haven't had any outsiders come here for several months, why are you here?"

Fang Wuqiu said: "I'm here to find someone."

At this moment, Chu Qian took the ointment and just unscrewed the lid. Before he could apply the ointment, he hesitated for a while. He looked at the words on the eye ointment, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Chu, what's the matter?" After Fang Wuqiu answered the grandmother's words, he lowered his head and saw Chu Qian's thoughtful expression.

Chu Qian smiled at him: "It's nothing."

He kept his doubts in his heart, didn't say anything, squatted in front of Fang Wuqiu, and rubbed the medicine on him seriously.

The ointment was very cold, and it was very comfortable to apply. Fang Wuqiu thanked the grandmother again, and heard her ask: "Are you looking for someone? There are only us old people in Wanzikou, and they are all lonely. Who are you looking for?"

"I want to find..." The words came to his lips, but he didn't know how to start, his expression paused, and he said: "Actually, I don't know his name, I only know that it is in Wanzikou."

"That's it." The old lady wondered.

Fang Wuqiu nodded, sighed, and asked the old man: "I don't know if there is a hotel near your village? I want to stay here for a while and go back when I find someone."

"Hi!" The old lady smiled and sent out the invitation: "Why do you still live in a hotel? There are few other things in rural homes, but the house is enough. If you think it's okay, you can stay at the old woman's house. I am alone, and I can talk to relieve my boredom. "

Fang Wuqiu was most afraid of troubling others, so he quickly declined: "How good is this, we came here to stay in a hotel."

At this time, the curious old man laughed, shook his head, and explained to them: "There is no hotel in the countryside, the nearest one is several miles away."

What he said was that Fang Wuqiu saw the old grandma's warm invitation again, but he was disrespectful: "Thank you."

The old lady was hospitable, and after talking outside the door, she felt that the sun was too bright, so she simply invited the two of them to sit in the house.Chu Qian also just finished applying the ointment on him, and helped Fang Wuqiu to stand up, letting his whole body press on him.

"I'll kill watermelons for you to eat." The old woman happily went to the back yard to hug watermelons.

Behind every house in the countryside, most of the fields are planted. Most of the time, they are self-sufficient and rarely go to the market outside to buy vegetables.As soon as the old grandma left, Chu Qian then helped him in.

The house is very bright and clean, and the space is also big, Chu Qian directly helped Fang Wuqiu to sit on the chair near the door.

Fang Wuqiu pulled Chuqian's clothes and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Brother Chu."

Just as he was talking, the old lady came over with a pot of sliced ​​watermelon and warmly entertained the guests.The weather is hot and eating watermelon is the best way to cool off. The two hurriedly thanked each other and chatted with the old man while eating the watermelon.

The old lady smiled and said, "You can stay for as long as you want, we old guys live here in Wanzikou now, it's boring, you can still keep the old lady company if you stay longer... By the way, the person you are looking for is really good. The one from Wanzikou? About how old it is, let me see if I recognize it."

Fang Wuqiu eats very well. It looks like he has been pampered since he was a child. When he gnaws watermelon, he takes small mouthfuls. The watermelon juice and watermelon seeds don't stick to his lips at all. He looks very elegant.Chu Qian looked at him with his eyes downcast, stuttering, and couldn't help but relate to his eating habits, and he thought well.

Thinking of this, he took a big bite, and the watermelon lost most of it.

Fang Wuqiu really didn't know how to answer the old grandma's question. He thought for two seconds in his heart and said, "It's indeed from Wanzikou. As for the age, I don't know." He paused for two seconds, hesitating: "Grandma, I I would like to ask if there is a family with the surname Yu here?"

"Fish?" The old lady looked at him in surprise, and put the leftover watermelon rind in the wooden barrel next to the trash can, intending to feed it to the chickens.When she heard Fang Wuqiu say the word fish, she suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "So you are looking for Yu's family!"

In fact, Fang Wuqiu was not sure that it was Yu. He just saw in his dream that after the scholar settled in Wanzikou, and passed it down from generation to generation, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the family tree in one of the descendants.

Looking around like headless chickens now, there must be no reason to find it. It's better to try it with this name first, maybe what you see in your dream is a real thing.

Sure enough, Wanzikou really has a fish family.

Fang Wuqiu was overjoyed, looked at the old woman expectantly, nodded and said, "Yes, the Yu family, do they live near here?"

"Not really." The grandmother shook her head: "But it's not far away. If you want to go, you have to go tomorrow morning. The country is not easy to travel, and the road is winding. It's not that far away. Go here. It will take at least half a day, and it will be pitch black, and I don't know if they are at home."

Fang Wuqiu was taken aback: "So far?"

As she said that, seeing the doubts on the faces of the two, the grandmother explained in a proud tone: "The Yu family was originally from Wanzikou, and they lived in poverty in Wanzikou for several generations. Very soon, I went out to make a living a few years ago, and recently I was planning some tourism project, and my family was well-off, so I moved to live in the city, Nuo."

The old lady stood up, pointed to the other side of the mountain, and smiled happily: "It's over there."

Fang Wuqiu and Chu Qian looked at each other in surprise, they didn't expect such a thing to happen.

"Our old fellows moved here from behind. Originally, Yuboy let him live there, but I don't have to leave my old arms and legs. I also miss the old days. I live here. If there is anything, Yuboy and the others After a long time, the road here will be useless, and if you want to leave the village, you have to take another road."

Therefore, the path they came on was abandoned like this.Fang Wuqiu nodded suddenly.

The old grandma was very happy when she said that, and she turned around and chatted with the two of them, expressing her gratitude in her words: "Boy Yu is filial, and he also said that the tourism project is done well, he will make a lot of money, and he will build a road here, so we can keep in touch frequently. .”

According to the words of the old man, the descendants of the Yu family have developed themselves and never forget to help the village. They are indeed filial families.

Fang Wuqiu was very excited, stood up enduring the pain, bowed to the grandmother, and said sincerely: "Then please help me to show you the way. We will visit Yu's house early tomorrow morning."

"No problem, let's rest here today."

After chatting for a short time, the old man went to the next door to play cards with his old friend. Before going, he arranged a room for Fang Wuqiu and Chu Qian. It was next to the vegetable field in the backyard, with the back against a towering tree in the backyard, so there was no heat. Very cool and comfortable.

The room is big enough for two beds.

Chu Qian helped Fang Wuqiu to sit on the bed, and before he could speak, he squatted in front of him, carefully inspecting the wounds on his ankle and calf.

Fang Wuqiu lowered his head and saw the tall man holding his feet without a care, his brows and eyes fixed, his face full of distress.

He couldn't help but tremble, even though he was already familiar with the "rules" of this era, but the two were so close, it really made him feel a little awkward.

He had to keep telling himself in his heart that men touching hands and feet, this kind of skin-to-skin contact is normal for friends, it's not beyond the norm, it's just thinking too much.

Yu Chao is very different from here, he should follow the Romans, he can't always read the rules of Yu Dynasty, instead he makes himself coy and weird, unlike the people here, it would be bad if others found out his identity.

Fang Wuqiu lowered his eyes, and was about to talk about what the grandmother said just now, when Chu Qian said in a deep voice: "It's too late to apply the medicine, the soft tissue is damaged, take a good rest today, it's best not to move at all."

Fang Wuqiu opened his mouth and said in disapproval: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt too much, it can't be moved to the point where you can't move, you are exaggerating..."

"You don't want to visit Yu's house tomorrow?" Chu Qian asked directly without answering questions about exaggeration.

Fang Wuqiu shook his head: "Of course."

After finally getting some clues, how could we delay any longer.The old grandma said that the way from here to Yu's house is not early enough, and it is a long way to go, so there is no delay. If it is not almost in the afternoon, he can't wait to go there now.

Just as he was thinking, a joking smile suddenly drifted into his ears.

"I knew that Qiuqiu likes me to carry it." Chu Qian raised her thin lips happily, and with a light voice, she got up and sat next to him, holding her chin, and looked at him meaningfully: "Am I really strong? Not great? The road I just came here is nothing, I can still run all over the nearby mountains with you on my back."

His gaze was intense, as if he wanted to force a blush on his fair face.

Fang Wuqiu choked, blushing with anger: "I didn't mean that."

"Then don't take good care of your feet. The mountain road is so steep, it's hard to walk...Of course, it's another matter if Qiuqiu asks me to recite it." Chu Qian squinted at him, his heart bubbling with beauty.

Fang Wuqiu couldn't talk to him, so he stopped talking and sat on the bed thinking about things.

The location of the room is indeed very good. When sitting on the bedside, it is cool and cool, with a breeze blowing in from the window beside the bed, refreshing.

At this time, Chu Qian took out the ointment given by the old grandma, twirled it in his hand, and told Fang Wuqiu his guess: "Just now the old man said that people from the Yu family are engaged in tourism nearby. Guess it might be because of the people who have received a lot of attention in recent years?" The real estate developer you've been eyeing?"

"I didn't pay attention to these." Fang Wuqiu shook his head.

Chu Qian handed him the ointment and said, "This ointment is a foreign product. It is rarely seen in pharmacies in Beijing. I think it should be sent back by the fish boy that the old grandmother said. This real estate developer I used to I have had indirect contact, and I heard that I have been abroad for the past few years, and I have only come back in the past two years, and immediately after I came back, I started a tourism project, which was successful in just one year, and the company was planning to travel to his hot spring resort before."

Hearing Chu Qian's explanation, Fang Wuqiu nodded: "It is indeed possible, so what's his name?"

"Caviar Yan."

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At night, the room was unbelievably quiet, and the night came in through the slightly open window, covering the room with a layer of thick ink.

Chu Qian's stomach suddenly growled twice.

Fang Wuqiu, who was still asleep, raised his eyelids in surprise, and turned his head to look at him in the cool night.

Chu Qian lay neatly on the bed without moving his stomach. He thought that Fang Wuqiu had fallen asleep, so he yelled plaintively and couldn't fall asleep when he opened his eyes.

The voice was funny, whining low, like a big greedy dog.

Maybe, it's very greedy, and the tail at the back still wags along with it.

Fang Wuqiu was overwhelmed by his own brain, pursed his lips, smiled silently, and rolled his open eyes.

At this moment, Chu Qian's stomach growled again. He sat up suddenly from the bed, glanced at Fang Wuqiu who was still "sleeping" soundly, covered his stomach with his waist, and sighed: "I'm so hungry."

Fang Wuqiu couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

The laughter was too obvious, Chu Qian froze, stared at Fang Wuqiu's bed with wide eyes, and watched Fang Wuqiu turn over after laughing, trying to continue pretending to be asleep.

Chu Qian jumped off the bed and walked to Fang Wuqiu's bed in three steps and two steps. He pulled Fang Wuqiu's thin quilt, and said in an aggrieved tone, "You laugh at me."

Who would have imagined that a tall man with a height of 1.8 meters really looked like a dog, with aggrieved eyes, Fang Wuqiu couldn't imagine it, so he had to pretend to be asleep.

"Qiuqiu, you're still pretending." Chu Qian's eyes flashed a hint of ridicule, and he threatened with a smile, "Aren't you awake?"

Fang Wuqiu only kept the back of his soft head facing him.

Chu Qian raised his thin lips, bent down, slowly approached, and reached out to hook his waist.

Fang Wuqiu immediately sat up from the bed, and laughed with a suppressed voice: "Itch, don't scratch me, don't scratch..."

Chu Qian let him go, turned on the small lamp by the bed, and said in a dissatisfied tone, "I'm hungry, yet you're still laughing at me."

It is said that looking at beauties under the lamp is the most unbearable. Chu Qian didn't know it, but now seeing Fang Wuqiu sitting on the bed obediently, bending her beautiful eyes, and blushing with a smile, her heart was pounding quickly. beat.

His eyes were too straight, Fang Wuqiu felt palpitations, turned his eyes away, and said seriously: "I can't help it if I'm hungry, I don't have anything to eat."

Chu Qian was helpless: "I have no choice."

As I was talking, my stomach grunted again.

Fang Wuqiu didn't want to laugh at first, but Chu Qian's straight eyebrows, coupled with his aggrieved expression, were really funny, so he couldn't help but turned around, turned his back to Chu Qian, and let out a muffled laugh.

His shoulders shrugged happily, even though he didn't hear the laughter, he could tell that Fang Wuqiu must be laughing at him.

Chu Qian was very satisfied with being able to smile beautifully, but this happened in a situation where his stomach was growling, which really hurt his prestige and face.

After thinking about it, he lowered his voice, brought his lips to Fang Wuqiu's ear, and pretended to be a devil: "Laugh again, I'll eat you."

Fang Wuqiu was taken aback by the deep and soft breathing.

His whole body was shaken, red marks crawled up his neck, and he turned his back to Chu Qian, and fell directly on the bed, covered with the quilt: "I'm asleep, I can't hear it, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Chu Qian was stunned for two seconds, then realized that he was impolite, touched his nose in embarrassment, and obediently went back to bed to sleep regardless of whether he was hungry or not.

The next morning when the mist was foggy, Fang Wuqiu and Chu Qian said goodbye to the grandmother and set foot on the mountain road.

After walking for a long time, when he was about to arrive, Chu Qian's cell phone rang crazily. When he saw the contact person, his expression paused, and he deliberately slowed down and walked to the back.

Fang Wuqiu saw that he was going to say something private, so he speeded up his pace slightly in a considerate way, and continued to walk forward while supporting the "crutches" of the newly made branches.

Chu Qian glanced at Fang Wuqiu's slender back, stopped in place, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Boss, why haven't you come back yet? You didn't reply when you sent a message last night. What's the matter? There's still a show today, so I didn't ask for leave!" Wen Zai was running around like a fly without a head. What happened in a while, I didn't expect that it's been a whole night, and I haven't come back yet.

The filming of the scene on Pingyu Street has come to an end, and the filming location in Beijing is next. After about one and a half months of filming, the filming of the entire film is completed, only the post-production special effects are missing.

It is too late for Chu Qian to go back now, not to mention he is very worried about Fang Wuqiu, how could he leave by himself at this time.

Wen Zai was still worried at the other end: "I watched it, today's play is in the afternoon, can you hurry back, boss, although there is only one scene where you fainted, how can you not ask for leave with the director, and the chapter Elder sister is also watching, today's event is still Zhang elder sister's finale, both emotionally and rationally will be present."

"It will be a bad idea if there is news that you are interfering with the show." Wen Zai worried to scare him, but his words were justified.

Although the boss didn't cut the show, he didn't go to the set for no reason, and there was nothing wrong with some weird rumors, not to mention three people became tigers. In the current entertainment circle, there are not many artists who have been suppressed by ridiculous rumors.

Chu Qian pursed his lips, his expression darkened: "I probably won't be back in the afternoon, don't worry about it, I'll ask the director for leave in person."

Wen Zai's tone changed: "Boss, are you still with Fang Wuqiu?"

"Ah."

Wen Zai sighed, rolled his eyes silently at Chu Qian, and complained, "It's really a beauty's mistake."

However, it is easy to ask for leave. After all, Chu Qian has worked hard for many years and has not asked for leave a few times. The director can occasionally sell face. A scene should be able to move a little bit. The difficult thing is Zhang Jie.

Wen Zai said helplessly: "It's not that you don't know how Miss Zhang thinks about you. She said before the filming was finished today that she would invite everyone to dinner, especially you."

Chu Qian unconsciously looked at Fang Wuqiu who was walking slowly in front of him, and when he heard Wen Zai's words again, his tone became cold: "She and I are just colleagues... It's okay, I have something to do here, go back Say it again."

He said a few words perfunctorily, then hung up the phone, and then asked the director for leave.

Just asking for a fainting scene, the director didn't hesitate, and quickly agreed.

After doing this, Chu Qian breathed a sigh of relief, quickly put away his phone, and hurriedly caught up with Fang Wuqiu.

Fang Wuqiu was sticking a small crutch, seeing that his face was not very good-looking, and asked softly, "Did something happen?"

Chu Qian didn't tell him about the leave, but shook his head and changed the subject with a smile: "It's okay... we'll be there soon, right?"

The buildings not far away are very different from Wanzikou. Although it is only a distance away from the mountain, the trees there are also shady, but there are beautiful roads and houses built in the woods, and a hot spring can be seen vaguely, just like a vacation. The appearance of the manor.

Fang Wuqiu showed great joy, and stopped chasing Chu Qian to ask questions, and walked quickly there with a cane.

As they approached, the two found that the building here was very well built. The tall and large buildings had an ancient charm, a bit like an ancient inn, and the surrounding trees were also well-groomed. There are beautiful flowers planted, and I feel refreshed when I look at them.

The scorching sun is completely covered by trees here, but it is a good place to soak in hot springs all year round.

However, Fang Wuqiu was even more surprised that there were five specially built stone walls outside the gate of the hot spring manor, and the middle stone wall was actually carved with figures related to opera.And it is different from modern opera costumes, the style is very similar, very similar to the clothes worn by him, his parents, and his brothers in the troupe.

Fang Wuqiu stood outside the door in a daze, staring blankly.

"Qiuqiu, what are you looking at?" Chu Qian patted him on the shoulder, awakening him from his memory.

Fang Wuqiu twitched the corners of his mouth, not knowing whether to be happy or surprised for a while, pointing to the carvings on the wall, he said, "This costume is so familiar."

Chu Qian thought to himself that Qiuqiu, his family, sang operas. Naturally, he liked the costumes wherever he saw them. If he was asked to look at them, he would think that the clothes were similar except for the patterns and embroidery.

Chu Qian couldn't help laughing. Just as he was talking, a waiter came out from the manor and warmly welcomed the guests: "Hi, do you want to book a room? We just have a VIP room left."

"We're here to find—"

Just as Fang Wuqiu was about to answer, Chu Qian shook his head to signal him not to hurry up, and asked instead, "Is there only one room?"

The waiter smiled and said, "Yes, there are a lot of tourists recently, and if the two of you need it, one room is enough." Chu Qian nodded, and let the waiter take them into the manor.

The green environment of the manor is very good, and a large pool has been built in the most central position to encircle the living water.It is built around the mountains in general, and the mountains are emerald and green. It is indeed a good place for tourism.

Because it is an ancient inn-like building, in addition to running water, there are gardens and rockery, so you feel comfortable when you look at it.

Fang Wuqiu came to the hot spring villa for the first time, and before he could appreciate the surrounding scenery, he saw that Chu Qian had paid the bill generously, and then took the house key and hot spring room manual from the waiter.

He frowned suspiciously.

When the waiter left, Fang Wuqiu said puzzledly: "You don't need to live here, go back when you find someone, you booked a room for three days at once, what a waste."

"It's okay, I have an appointment with a member, and I haven't stayed enough time to come back next time." Chu Qian felt that the trip was good, and looked at the VIP room happily.

Fang Wuqiu was speechless.

He wanted to say something else, but Chu Qian was already lying on the soft bed, and the French windows reflected the sparse sunlight. Chu Qian turned over on the bed and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

"Qiuqiu, come to have a rest." Chu Qian waved at him, "It's been so long."

The ankle injury is not a pain, but it is indeed tiring from walking.

Fang Wuqiu walked over with a small cane, but as soon as his butt touched the bed, Chu Qian provoked a smile, wrapped his waist with one hand, and moved to the back suddenly, he was accidentally pulled by Chu Qian, and turned his back fell on the bed.

The soft goose down cushion is as comfortable as cotton candy.

He also wants to roll.

Fang Wuqiu squinted and glanced to the side. Chu Qian's tall body occupied most of the position, and he couldn't move, so he had to give up.

……

After resting in the room for about ten minutes, Fang Wuqiu wanted to find the fish boss here, and he called the waiter to ask.

"Coincidentally, the boss is just in the back garden. If you want to go, you can go this way." The waiter pointed him to the location.

Fang Wuqiu thanked him happily, and when he was about to tell Chu Qian when he turned around, he saw that he had already collapsed on the bed, whirring