my secret ex boyfriend

The effect of the media's visit to dispel the rumors was so good that Qi Wangshu and Cen Ya's cp fans began to appear on the Internet.

Anling saw the short jokes written by fans on Weibo, and he held his stomach in his arms, but he didn't count it, and he had to send them to Qi Wangshu and Cen Ya respectively.The former replied to him: "It's good to make you happy." A helpless tone.The latter cursed directly, "Anling, are you sick from time to time?!"

An Ling was at work, and didn't reply to the little brat's angry words.

After a while, the little brat sent another sentence: "I read it, what was written is all messed up."

He was afraid that his tone of voice just now would make An Ling unhappy, so he sent another sentence to test.

An Ling glanced at it and typed: "It looks like yours, but Qi Wangshu doesn't."

Cen Ya was a little unhappy, but not because of the first half of the sentence, but the second half, but he still replied: "Like a ball!"

An Ling replied calmly: "Like a ball and like you don't conflict."

After Qi Wangshu joined the crew, he has been running around, busy making up the rest of his scenes to finish.An Ling was afraid of disturbing him. During this time, not to mention seeing each other, he seldom even called on the phone, and did not dare to talk for too long, so he urged him to use the spare time to rest more.

So Cen Ya didn't feel wronged when he said that he was sick.An Ling clutched his cheek sadly, wondering if it was a complication of lovesickness, wisdom teeth started to get inflamed again.

He has never made up his mind to pull out the wisdom tooth that grew up in college. As a result, this wisdom tooth will get inflamed from time to time, reminding Anling repeatedly of its existence.

The phone ticked, and an account information came.

An Ling opened it to take a closer look, and immediately frowned.Zhang Xinran called him the money, saying it was salary, but it was at least ten times higher than what was agreed in the original contract.

He immediately sent a WeChat message to Zhang Xinran, very politely: "Sister Xinran, did you transfer the wrong account?"

Zhang Xinran replied: "That's right, the extra is the bonus."

... "What bonus?"

"Wang Shu said that if you add up the salary of the PR department and Xiaoyu's salary, you will be given a corresponding amount of bonus."

Only then did An Ling remember what he had said to amuse Qi Wangshu.

"I understand, thank you, sister Xinran." An Ling replied to Zhang Xinran with some headaches.

Qi Wangshu is good everywhere, that's all, he takes all the jokes that Anling himself doesn't care about seriously.

In the evening, Anling sent a video request to Qi Wangshu, and the other party quickly answered. Anling saw a salad bowl in front of him, and guessed that he had just had dinner.

"What time is it? You just had dinner?" An Ling stretched his neck and moved closer to the screen, trying to see if there were any other colors in his salad bowl besides the green of the vegetable leaves.

Qi Wangshu pushed the bowl away and smiled, "Well, I just came back from the set."

"Take it back!" An Ling raised his eyebrows, "Let me see what you eat, you're not a female star, and you have such a heavy workload every day, why do you still eat so little?"

Qi Wangshu pushed the bowl back with a good temper, mixed it with a fork, and showed Anling that there were more than vegetable leaves in the bowl, "The next part of the play is confirmed, and the characters are set to be thin, so we need to make preparations in advance."

After all, An Ling accompanied him to read the script for many days, and when he heard that the next play was confirmed, his eyes lit up, "Which one, that movie directed by Zhen?"

Qi Wangshu nodded with a smile.

Qi Wangshu became popular in TV dramas, and later she also acted in TV dramas, and also acted in movies, but they were all guest appearances and never played important roles.Director Zhen is a well-known commercial director in China. He maintains the rhythm of one film a year. It is either summer or Spring Festival. The box office results are very good. In recent years, he has become the hottest director in China. The first-line movie stars are all vying for it. play his part.Qi Wangshu was really surprised to receive his notebook, even if the role he was looking for was not the first male but the second male, it was enough for him to be pleasantly surprised.

An Ling was also happy, but the movement of grinning too much directly pulled the inflammation. He was happy and covered his cheeks with a bitter face within two seconds.

Qi Wangshu saw that the facial features on his face were crowded together in pain, and hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"

An Ling hummed pitifully: "Toothache."

Qi Wangshu froze for a moment, then frowned and said, "You haven't pulled out your wisdom teeth yet?" His wisdom tooth was always inflamed when he was in college. Forgot the pain when it was inflamed, no matter what, they were unwilling to pull it out, and the two of them got angry once because of this.

An Ling nodded guiltily, and then argued: "It's been very good in the past two years, and it doesn't hurt often."

"Infrequent pain doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. If you don't want it to be so severe that it will be difficult to chew things in the future, you'd better pull it out quickly." Qi Wangshu was not moved at all, and said with a serious face.

"All right, all right, I understand." An Ling lay down on the table, lazily perfunctory. "Let's not talk about that," he recalled what happened during the day, and sat up again, "I received my salary today, thank you boss for the bonus." An Ling narrowed his eyes and smiled.Immediately afterwards, he straightened his face, "But don't give it away in the future."

"If you want to give it, you can pay it."

Qi Wangshu froze for a moment, turned his eyes away with red ears, but still nodded to An Ling on the screen.

An Ling wished he could reach into the screen and pinch his face for a good rub.

"I really miss you!" He leaned closer to the screen and pressed his forehead against it, "I just miss you so much that my teeth hurt."

Qi Wangshu smiled softly, Anling could feel the sweetness through the screen, "I miss you too, I want to see you."

"Yo," An Ling said with a smile, "People who have been in idol dramas for a few years are different, their mouths are much sweeter than before."

Qi Wangshu knew that he was trying to squeeze her, but she was not annoyed, she just whispered: "How do you know if you haven't tasted it?"

An Ling didn't understand what he was talking about at first, "What haven't I tried?"

Immediately after asking, he reacted immediately, clicked his tongue, and raised one eyebrow, "What should I do, I really want to try it now."

……

The day before An Ling had a video call with Qi Wangshu very late, which directly led to his lack of energy all day today, but the lack of energy only lasted until the moment before he opened the door of his room.

An Ling pushed open the door of his own room, was stunned, then closed the door again, and opened it again, the person sitting upright at his desk was still there.

"How did you get in?" Although it was very unpleasant, this was the first thing An Ling thought of.

Qi Wangshu's smile was prettier than that on the billboard, "Auntie opened the door for me. She went to buy groceries and said she wanted me to wait for you here."

An Ling threw the backpack on the ground, and almost ran into Qi Wangshu's arms.There was only one chair in his room, which was occupied by Qi Wangshu, so he could only sit on Qi Wangshu's lap, hugging his neck face to face, staring at him as if he couldn't see enough.

An Ling's eyes fell on Qi Wangshu's lips, and the other party raised his chin and kissed him as if he had a telepathic connection with him.

Anling's wisdom teeth were still hurting, and he only opened his mouth halfway, allowing Qi Wangshu to gently plunder between his lips and teeth.

"Don't you need to film today?" After stopping, Anling squeezed Qi Wangshu's chin, and scraped along his smooth jaw line with his fingers.

Qi Wangshu raised his head and let Anling play with him, while answering him: "It's a half-day vacation, the production crew is too tight during this period, many people can't bear it."

The general staff began to feel overwhelmed, not to mention Qi Wangshu, who performed more than a dozen scenes every day.

An Ling looked at the obvious bruises under his eyes, and leaned over to kiss him distressedly, "When will it be finished? Is the coordinator of the production team using you as a messenger?"

Qi Wangshu narrowed his eyes itchyly, and said with a smile: "There are seven or eight days left, so I should be able to make it in time for your birthday."

Ah, yes, it's almost my birthday.An Ling thought of this, and then thought of another, "Speaking of birthdays, I haven't asked you yet. When did you have the same year, the same month, and the same day as me?"