pretend crush

Handbook: Five ten minutes to go.

Meng Ziqin took the cake and returned to the car, and set the navigation to the address given by Zhao Chengshan. If there is no traffic jam, five or ten minutes should be more than enough...

When he was about to arrive, Meng Ziqin called Zhao Chengshan, and Zhao Chengshan said that he had already explained to the receptionist downstairs that he could come up directly when he arrived.

The place Zhao Chengshan gave was an office building. Meng Ziqin parked his car and walked in. He took off his mask at the front desk and asked, "Which floor is Zhou Qiu on?"

The female receptionist subconsciously wanted to decline, but when she saw Meng Ziqin's face, she immediately remembered what brother Shan Shan had told her, and said with a smile, "This elevator goes to the 28th floor."

After Meng Ziqin thanked him, he walked towards the elevator while wearing a mask, and the receptionist's eyes followed him all the time.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat

But is anyone's birthday today?

The elevator quickly arrived at the 28th floor. As soon as the door opened, Meng Ziqin saw Zhao Chengshan standing at the door waiting for him.

Manual: 15 minutes left.

"Is the Zhou Qiuhui finished?"

Zhao Chengshan was stunned for a moment when he saw that Meng Ziqin really had a cake in his hand.

"Not yet, I'll take you to the next lounge to sit for a while."

"How long?"

Is it because Brother Qiu is so busy with work and angry?

"I just came out, and it's the end."

Hearing Zhao Chengshan's words, Meng Ziqin calmed down a bit, he was really anxious, but right now he had no other choice but to follow Zhao Chengshan into the waiting room first.

Zhao Chengshan poured him a cup of coffee, but Meng Ziqin didn't pick it up from the beginning to the end, and kept turning on his mobile phone to check the time.

"If it's really urgent, how about I go in and call Brother Qiu out first?" Zhao Chengshan said tentatively.

Meng Ziqin's eyes lit up for a moment, and he recovered quickly.

"What meeting are they having?"

"About Brother Chou's new movie, the director, producer, screenwriter are all in it."

Mencius thought about it, and said, "Forget it, I'll wait."

So he started to unpack the cake, and after unpacking, he scored two pieces and handed one of them to Zhao Chengshan.

"Try it, it's delicious."

Zhao Chengshan was very moved when he took the cake.

In the past, whenever Zhou Qiu was in a bad mood, he would let him buy it. Every time Zhao Chengshan gave it to him and left. He bought it so many times and never ate it once.

Zhao Chengshan took a sip, it was indeed his brother Chou's favorite cake, the cream was sweet and bitter, refreshing and not greasy.

"Brother Meng, did you buy it on purpose?"

"Ah," Meng Ziqin seemed a little embarrassed to hear him ask that, staring at the cake, "Does Zhou Qiu know I'm here?"

"Do you need him to know? I didn't say anything just now during the meeting." Zhao Chengshan stopped holding the spoon.

Manual: As a reminder, there are still 5 minutes left, hurry up, Qinqin.

Meng Ziqin stood up suddenly, startling Zhao Chengshan.

"Where is the conference room? Take me there."

"Oh, oh." Zhao Chengshan nodded, inserted a fork into the cake, and led Meng Ziqin over.

"Here is where..."

... the meeting room.

Why would you bring a dish of cake?

But Meng Ziqin tightened his hanging hand as if he didn't feel his surprise.

Handbook: Chong Chong Chong, at worst go in and let him eat, your brother Qiu will definitely not blame you.

Of course it can be done, but the problem is that it is too embarrassing!

Didn't it mean that the director, screenwriter and so on are all there?

If he rushes in and puts the cake into Zhou Qiu's mouth, don't say he is ashamed to be a man, Zhou Qiu will probably be laughed at for three days and three nights in the crew.

Handbook: Come on, come on, there are still 3 minutes to go! Chin Chin!

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Mencius walked forward with a cake plate.

At worst, we treat death as home!

"Hey, Brother Meng, are you going in?" Zhao Chengshan was distracted for a second, when he saw Meng Ziqin was about to push open the door of the meeting room.

Meng Ziqin closed his eyes and pulled.

Hey, this door is much lighter than expected.

"Qinqin?"

Hearing Zhou Qiu's surprised voice, Meng Ziqin had no time to explain, and stuffed Zhou Qiu's mouth with a fork that was dipped in the cake.

Handbook: Chin Chin Congratulations, this mission has been successfully completed.

Meng Ziqin breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

Zhou Qiu:! ! !

Zhou Qiu grabbed Meng Ziqin's waist and led him out a little, before closing the meeting room door with his backhand.

Director & Screenwriter & Producer: "..."

Are we not blind? !

In the past, maybe no one really knew about Mencius Qin, but it is different now.

Who can not pay attention to the name of Zhou Qiu's boyfriend? !

With the cake fork still in his mouth, Zhou Qiu hurriedly led Meng Ziqin into an empty office next to him, and locked the door.

He took the cake plate from Meng Ziqin's hand and put it on the table, threw the fork in casually, and walked towards Meng Ziqin step by step.

"Why did you come to bring me a cake?"

Meng Ziqin backed away again and again, feeling that Zhou Qiu's expression was a little scary at this time.

Like, like it's going to eat people.

"I just had a sudden thought when I was passing by."

Zhou Qiu obviously didn't believe it.

Meng Ziqin's feet touched the chair and he fell into it.

Zhou Qiu leaned on the armrest of the chair, looking down at him from a height: "If I hadn't opened the door just now, would you have entered?"

Mencius played dumb: "No, I just happened to be standing there."

"Do you believe that when you say that?"

Meng Ziqin: "..."

I really don't believe it.

Meng Ziqin looked a little panicked like a limp needle poking Zhou Qiu, it didn't hurt, but itched.

I really want to kiss him.

Zhou Qiu's hands gripping the chair were blue and his veins were bulging, and his eyes were getting deeper and deeper as he looked at Meng Ziqin.

I just stuffed a bite of cake into your mouth, there's no need to look at me with such a cannibalistic expression!

However, Zhou Qiu lowered his head and leaned over, and Meng Ziqin subconsciously covered his mouth.

Zhou Qiu's tall and deep eyebrows magnified in front of his eyes, and in the next second, there was a fleeting warm feeling on Meng Ziqin's arm.

“Cakes are delicious.”

Zhou Qiu rubbed Meng Ziqin's hair, still circling him, and asked, "Have you had dinner yet? Come with me."

"Oh……"

Zhou Qiu stood up, and Meng Ziqin was in a daze on the chair for a while, his legs went limp when he stood up.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Qiu turned around and saw Meng Ziqin still standing beside the chair.

"Ahem—it's okay."

As soon as the office door was pushed open, several people standing outside all turned their heads to look.

Xu Yuanchuan raised his eyebrows at the smiling Zhou Qiu.

"Eat." Zhou Qiu glanced at him lightly.

Xu Yuanchuan felt that he was deeply threatened and grabbed the arm of the producer beside him.

"We might be with them, would you like to?" Zhou Qiu tilted his head, holding Meng Ziqin's arm, and asked him softly.

Mencius nodded.

Seeing his blank look, Zhou Qiu thought it was because he was reluctant, so he said, "We can also eat by ourselves."

No no no it's horrible to be alone with you.

Meng Ziqin pushed Zhou Qiu's hand, and quickly said, "It's all right, I'm hungry, let's go."

Along the way, Meng Ziqin and Zhou Qiu walked behind a group of people. Fortunately, everyone was chatting and no one looked back at them.

Meng Ziqin purposely stayed far away from Zhou Qiu, and walked with his head buried.

Handbook: Brother Qiu looked at you.

Mencius looked up, Zhou Qiu was watching the road.

Meng Ziqin: You are joking, aren't you?

manual:……

I'm really speechless.

"You can't walk well?" Zhou Qiu stopped and Meng Ziqin didn't notice. If he didn't make a sound, Meng Ziqin would probably bump into him.

"Oh."

Mencius Qin's wrist was grabbed by Zhou Chou, and he couldn't get it out after struggling. He looked at him anxiously and said, "Aren't you afraid of being photographed?"

"What are you afraid of?" Zhou Qiu pulled him forward, "You don't need to be afraid if you are innocent."

Mencius was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Oh."

The restaurant is near the company, and it is a private club with good confidentiality.

After entering the private room, Zhou Qiu invited Meng Ziqin to sit down and let go of his hand.

"Aren't you going to introduce me?" Xu Yuanchuan looked at Zhou Qiu mockingly.

When Meng Ziqin heard this, he blushed immediately.

Zhou Qiu didn't say whether he wanted it or not, he threw the menu in front of Xu Yuanchuan, "I'll give you a chance to order."

Xu Yuanchuan "tsk tsk" a few times.

They often come to this restaurant, so Xu Yuanchuan is very familiar with the dishes here, so he can order in just a few clicks.

After he finished talking with the waiter, Zhou Qiu added a few more items that suit Meng Ziqin's taste.

"This is Xu Yuanchuan, the director." Zhou Qiu began to introduce Meng Ziqin one by one.

"Over there are screenwriter teachers and producers."

Mencius Qin nodded to them one by one according to Zhou Qiu's order.

"This is Meng Ziqin, an actor."

The three people at the table didn't move after Zhou Qiu finished speaking.

Xu Yuanchuan smiled and asked, "Is it gone?"

"I'll take care of you when I meet you later, I'm gone." Zhou Qiu also looked at Xu Yuanchuan with a smile on his face, but the more Xu Yuanchuan looked at him, the more he felt that he was threatened by the word "disappeared".

Xu Yuanchuan and Zhou Qiu knew each other best, once Xu Yuanchuan stopped, of course the remaining two would not ask any questions.

Movies were the most discussed at the dinner table, and Meng Ziqin couldn't quite understand anything, so he focused on the food in front of him.

After dinner, they still had work to talk about, so Meng Ziqin said he had to leave first.

The three members of the crew over there were chatting about a topic in full swing, so they didn't pay attention to this end. Zhou Qiu asked him, "Where's your cake? Don't you want it?"

"I bought it for you, so I'll leave it there." Mencius pulled up the down jacket, the zipper got stuck on the scarf, and let him fiddle with it for a long time.

Zhou Qiu lowered his head and kept looking at his hands, but he didn't help him, saying, "That's good."

He didn't ask why Meng Ziqin bought himself a cake on a whim, but let Meng Ziqin breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhou Qiu called a driver from the company to take Meng Ziqin home. When he closed the car door for him, he tapped his forehead and said, "Qinqin, good night."

Meng Ziqin was still dumbfounded when the alarm clock on his phone rang suddenly.

Zhou Qiu saw him take it out in a panic, and wanted to laugh at first, but accidentally saw the name of the alarm clock.

Remember to say good night!

Meng Ziqin pulled the door handle hard, and the door closed with a bang. The driver slammed the gas pedal, and the car sped away.

Zhou Qiu looked at the back of the car and stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Qin Qin him, do you like me?

作者有话要说：周仇：我脑补能力很棒。感谢在2020-12-0419:29:21~2020-12-0518:31:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: Dangdangdangdang 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!