Hello!What about the straight guy?

in an apartment

After Xiao Yu hurriedly put on her clothes, she saw two people standing in the living room.

"Uh...Mr. Song, Brother Zheng, you sit down first, I'll wake the boss up right now." Xiao Yu greeted quickly.

Song Yuan couldn't help looking at the sofa where Zhong Liyan was lying on last time, and walked towards it involuntarily, and then sat down. It was soft as expected. He adjusted his posture and started to play with his mobile phone. Zheng Ke Yang also found a place to sit down casually.

Xiao Yu walked to the door of the room, subconsciously glanced at his watch, it was still early, if he called the boss to wake up, it must be the time of getting up, he thought for a while, and finally decided to make breakfast first, and the waiting time was about the same After that, call him again.

Thinking about it, he went to the kitchen and started preparing things.

Sure enough, as he expected, Zhong Liyan knew that he had a schedule today, so when he woke up in a daze, it was still early. He walked out slowly, stood at the door, looked at Xiao Yu in the kitchen, and shouted : "Xiao Yuyu, I want to eat from Aunt Six's house for breakfast, so don't cook it."

As soon as the words came out, everyone couldn't help looking at him, Zhong Liyan raised his eyebrows, only to find that there were two uninvited guests sitting in the living room, he couldn't help but chuckled lightly when he met Song Yuan's eyes.

However, Song Yuan immediately lowered his eyes when he saw him, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time Xiao Yu suddenly rushed towards Zhong Liyan, pulled him and whispered: "Boss, why did you come out dressed like this?"

"Is that so?" Zhong Liyan lowered his head, this time he found that he was only wearing a very long shirt, with only two buttons buttoned up, and he didn't even wear pants. He has always been very lazy, so how comfortable can he wear it when he sleeps? Just how comfortable.

He smiled lightly, and fell on Xiao Yu's body all of a sudden: "Then help me pull it up, hurry up."

Xiao Yu had no choice but to start the nanny mode for a day.

After Zhong Liyan finally got all his clothes on, it was already two hours after Song Yuan and the others came. Song Yuan couldn't help looking anxiously at Zhong Liyan who was dangling in the kitchen, and then looked at Zheng Keyang, who was sitting firmly beside him, coughed a few times.

Zheng Keyang glanced at it and said, "Excuse me, how long do you have?"

Xiao Yu managed to persuade Zhong Liyan to eat the breakfast made at home. He was busy cooking. He was about to turn around and answer when Zhong Liyan heard this, so he patted him and motioned for cooking. The man walked to the living room: "Manager Zheng, I'm not in good health, so I have to eat well to work?"

"Oh." Zheng Keyang replied indifferently, showing no emotion.

Zhong Liyan walked towards his seat habitually, and suddenly found a person sitting there, he looked at Song Yuan with some doubts, and Song Yuan seemed to know nothing, sitting there as stable as Mount Tai.

"Mr. Song." Zhong Liyan finally spoke.

Song Yuan raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Yu: "What?"

"This is my position." Zhong Liyan has always been possessive of his fixed position, just like a cat, every time he chooses a fixed place to occupy himself.

Song Yuan's mind suddenly recalled those classmates who competed for positions when they were young.

"Here you are." Song Yuan said, and then sat on another sofa.

Zhong Liyan was really satisfied with the other party's actions, and half-lyed on the sofa comfortably, waiting for Xiao Yu to bring him breakfast.

Song Yuan looked at Zhong Liyan like this, and couldn't help but feel relieved.

Finally, Xiao Yu handed the breakfast to Zhong Liyan, and then asked the person sitting on the sofa: "That Mr. Zheng, Mr. Song kept you waiting for a long time, do you want to have breakfast together?"

"Thank you." Zheng Keyang and Song Yuan sat back at the dining table, resolutely resisting Zhong Liyan's capitalist behavior of lying on the sofa and eating.

In fact, Xiao Yu felt a little apologetic in his heart, he hurriedly took the food and started eating with them.

After the tossing was over, a group of people walked into the car.

Zheng Keyang fell behind, and when he passed Song Yuan, he suddenly said: "Why didn't I see that you are very patient?"

"..."

a certain country

After a long time of deployment, the crew finally completed it, but the environment is indeed much worse than that in the city, and the best hotel only has double beds. Zhong Liyan originally thought that he would share a room with Xiao Yu, but he, who has always been picky, did not Opinion.

The director also arranged for the second day of filming, and took a rest on the first day.

But things changed very quickly. Generally, the star's work is notified to the star after the assistant has planned the work. However, the director arranged for all the assistants and agents to live in a room close to the director, and all the stars lived in the same room. Three floors, and because of environmental issues, two people need to live in a double bed.

As soon as this proposal was made, Zhong Liyan was dissatisfied: "I don't want to sleep with others."

The director couldn't help being a little embarrassed. The environment here is not very good. It would be inconvenient to change rooms temporarily, unless someone chooses to change rooms.

But no one would trade a double room for an assistant's humble single room.

Song Yuan bumped all the way at this time, and was a little tired. He frowned and looked at Zhong Liyan, who was still in a stalemate, and said, "There's no need to bother the director."

Zhong Liyan unexpectedly didn't choke him with words, but turned his face away lightly: "Anyway, I don't want to live in the same room with strangers."

The atmosphere became stalemate again, and finally Xiao Yu whispered something next to Zhong Liyan, which made Zhong Liyan go to the room obediently with his luggage, and Song Yuan and his party followed behind with their luggage.

Xiao Yu kept nagging while walking: "Boss, don't you also like Song Yuan? You should stay with him for work reasons." He had no choice but to seduce Zhong Liyan with his beauty.

Zhong Liyan was stunned for a moment, and finally said: "No, what if I accidentally hug him and sleep all night?"

Xiao Yu, who knew what was wrong with him, fell silent smoothly, and finally suggested carefully: "Well, I will come to the boss in the middle of the night, and you and I will sleep together, boss. It's just a single bed."

"..." Zhong Liyan finally nodded.

A group of people gathered around a room and kept tidying up, but it didn't take long before Zhong Liyan and Song Yuan were left in the room. One of them was sitting on a small sofa reading a script, and the other was lying in a cloth with slightly closed eyes. squint.

After a while, Song Yuan looked up at Zhong Liyan who was lying softly on the sofa and asked, "Do you have that kind of social phobia?"

"what?"

"You seem to resent getting close to others, except your assistant." Song Yuan's intuition has always been accurate.

Zhong Liyan looked at him, seeming to be joking and said: "You have discovered this~" His ears were slightly red, and for some reason, he felt a little shy in his heart, and he didn't want to tell him that he had the habit of treating others as pillows.

"Ah."

"I'm... just not used to it." Zhong Liyan stretched his waist, and then threw himself on the sofa to rest. Song Yuan looked at him, then at the large empty seat next to him, and finally closed it again alone. Closed eyes, ready to rest.

The room suddenly fell silent.

When Xiao Yu came in, he found this weird scene, but he still tiptoed to Zhong Liyan, and gently woke him up. Zhong Liyan pulled Xiao Yu in a daze, and said: "Back pain, Sleeping on the sofa~"

Xiao Yu immediately rubbed his waist for him. Although the movements of the two were small, it still woke Song Yuan up. He frowned, and just as he opened his eyes, he found Xiao Yu standing in front of Zhong Liyan, with his hands still stroked his waist.

"Bang!" Song Yuan stood up immediately, and then left without looking back.

Xiao Yu looked at Zhong Liyan nervously: "What's wrong with Mr. Song?" Could it be that the rumors are true?

Zhong Liyan naturally understood what Song Yuan was thinking, and waved his hand: "It's okay, he may have brain congestion."

Xiao Yu didn't say anything for a while, just stared at Zhong Liyan in a daze.

a single room

Zheng Keyang took off his suit at this time, and looked at the text message from Mu Liang on his mobile phone: Brother, you won't be back at night, I have something to tell you.

He looked at the surrounding environment, hesitated for a long time, and then replied: "I'm filming in another place, and I won't be able to go back for a while. What's the matter?"

"Well...forget it."

Zheng Keyang couldn't help itching in his heart, he suddenly had an urge to go back by car.

Just when he was hesitating how to reply to Mu Liang, Song Yuan walked over angrily, and he glanced lightly: "Why are you here?"

To a certain extent, the relationship between the two is more familiar than others.

"No reason." Song Yuan sat down, and then continued, "What's the relationship between that assistant and Zhong Liyan?"

"Hmm... Nanny?" Zheng Keyang gave the best explanation.

"But when I just woke up, the assistant's hand..." Song Yuan said half a sentence, but Zheng Keyang quickly understood what it meant.

"I've read his profile before. He and his assistant are in this state of life. That assistant is equivalent to raising a child." Zheng Keyang explained.

Song Yuan was silent and didn't say a word.

Zheng Keyang glanced at him indifferently, preparing to send Song Yuan away before thinking about how to reply to Mu Liang: "You are because you hate their interaction, but because he touched Zhong Liyan."

Song Yuan left immediately.

Zheng Keyang pushed up his glasses, decided to ignore the psychological problems of his artists for the time being, but picked up his phone very incompetently, and began to reply to Mu Liang.

"What are you doing?"

Mu Liang: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it before."

"Well, I was a little excited before, are you at home alone?"

"No, I'm having dinner with the director and the others."

Zheng Keyang frowned instantly: "You can't drink alcohol."

"But I've already drunk it."

"Then you go home early, no, go home now."

"But, the agent won't let me."

"Then I'll come to you, don't just walk away."

"But aren't you out of town?" Mu Liang was a little puzzled.

Zheng Keyang didn't reply him, but contacted the current local car, and immediately returned to the city.

It takes two or three hours to get to the city from here. Zheng Keyang calculated that if he hurry up, judging from his position in Mu Liang's phone, their drinking situation should not be broken.

"That idiot knows how to get me into trouble. Last time it was Zhong Liyan, this time it's the director. If he falls into the trap, I don't know who it is." Zheng Keyang sat anxiously in the car, forgetting the slightest bit. He didn't even say hello.

As the night slowly turned dark, Zheng Keyang called Mu Liang on the road, but no one answered, and he became anxious.

"Damn!"