I heard that you seem to have a hard time flirting

Huo Qian was stunned by his obedient and harmless smile. He ignored his mobile phone and uncontrollably picked up the hair of the person who was smiling at him with his fingers, revealing his full peach eyes.

The eyes are very beautiful. Huo Qian couldn't help but want to touch the slightly curled eyelashes with his hand, but he was dodged by someone lowering his eyes before touching the edge. Huo Qian's fingertips stopped for a moment, and the next second, he followed his gaze Put them together on his black hair.

While brushing the hair in his hand, he said, "Are you really listening?"

So obedient and so quiet, he usually feels uncomfortable if he doesn't say a word back.

"Hmm..." Shi Liuyun tilted his head slightly to let his hair fall from Huo Qian's fingertips, and nodded.

"However," he paused, "I want to ask another question, which makes me more curious than the photos."

Huo Qian was a little puzzled: "What?"

He kicked off the quilt, got his right leg out from inside, bent his knees on the quilt, with a serious expression, "Did Mr. Huo carry me up?"

Huo Qian's body froze for an instant, and he couldn't help but look down. Someone pushed the man's trousers to his thighs, his calves shivered due to the sudden cold, and the ointment on his ankles that had been applied not long ago had evaporated, but his skin was still red.

Shi Liuyun continued to speak seriously: "I just remember being covered by a hat, and then I woke up and lay here, with my coat, legs, ointment and so on..."

He moved his ankles while talking, sat on the bed, and repeated: "Did you help me?"

Huo Qian's eyes were still looking down at his ankles. A few minutes ago, he carried him out of the car and put him on the bed, and helped him take off his shoes.

Time passed by minute by minute.

"Isn't it?" Shi Liuyun spoke faster than Huo Qian, "Is that Mr. Fang, or was Dr. Lin helping me?"

"In that case," Shi Liuyun pretended to understand and nodded, "Then you push their WeChat to me, I want to say thank you to them."

As he said that, he retracted his legs into the quilt, replaced his hands, and stretched them out in front of Huo Qian.

Huo Qian stared at the fingers he had always thought were beautiful for a while, then looked at the man with curved eyes for a moment, and called him in a deep voice: "Shi Liuyun."

"Huh?" Shi Liuyun's fingertips moved.

Huo Qian's eyes darkened, and he said word by word, "Take your hand back."

He obediently put it down.

"Put it under the quilt."

He put it into the quilt obediently, as if he was afraid that Huo Qian would not be satisfied, Shi Liuyun stuffed his upper body into the quilt again.

Only then did Huo Qian nodded in satisfaction, and began to look at him with dark eyes again. When he saw Shi Liuyun's eyes wandering, Huo Qian suddenly bent down and put one hand on his neck.

As the opponent's face gradually approached, Shi Liuyun's eyelashes flickered, and he looked back at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Huo Qian's eyes suddenly became dark, and his voice was clear and slow: "I'll help you."

He moved his hand in and touched the man's cool side face, as if muttering: "Your ankles are beautiful."

Scars look great too.

He didn't say this, because Shi Liuyun's head was suddenly stuck due to the pleasant smell of medicine all over his body, and the red lips that he had bitten by himself not long ago dangled in front of his eyes.

So Huo Qian straightened up abruptly, picked up his phone and walked towards the door, saying as he walked, "You sleep here tonight. This is the guest room. I have already asked Fang Wenyuan to prepare disposable toiletries and clothes. very convenient."

"Come down to eat later." He stood by the door frame and paused, turning his face slightly, "Don't forget, you still owe me a meal."

After speaking, he pushed open the door without looking back, leaving Shi Liuyun lying on the bed alone and looking at the ceiling.

The second Huo Qian closed the door, he sat up "teng" from the bed, lifted the quilt with both hands, and piled the quilt twice as thick as his house on the side of the bed as if it was not enough.

He looked at his legs in a daze for a while, moved his right ankle to make sure everything was fine, and then sat on the edge of the bed to get out of bed.

His leather shoes were placed under the bed, Shi Liuyun glanced at the clean floor of the guest room and his own bare feet, before thinking about it for a few seconds, he "slapped" his bare feet on the floor.

It's not too cold, the air in the room is sufficient, and he almost died of heat in the bed just now, the cool temperature is transmitted to his head through the soles of his feet, which makes him feel very comfortable.

After stepping on the spot a few times, he thought for a moment, then bent down and lifted up his trouser legs, exposing half of his calf, and then walked slowly to the sofa to pick up his mobile phone.

The phone really ran out of battery this time. Shi Liuyun pressed the switch for a long time and didn't turn it on. Finally, he gave up and walked around the room with bare feet while holding the phone. Finally, he came to the drooping gray curtain and opened it. .

It was getting dark outside the window, and the neighborhood where Huo Qian's house was located was very quiet. Shi Liuyun was stunned looking at the dark villa, and gently opened the crack to let the cold wind blow in.

The cold wind hit his forehead, blowing away the inexplicable heat in his body and heart.

What happened today was a bit unexpected. He called on the spur of the moment. He wanted Zhao Linze to hang up when he heard Huo Qian's voice. At night, he lay down at Huo Qian's house.

But... Shi Liuyun narrowed his eyes.

That's good too, Huo Qian is much more proactive than he thought.

Thinking about it, he raised the corners of his mouth lazily, pushed the window further with his arms propped up, the cold wind unscrupulously entered the room, Shi Liuyun shrank his shoulders comfortably, but felt his stomach twitch.

He stood up and closed the window tightly, only then could he clearly hear the sound of his stomach.

A little hungry, what he feels now is not pain, but the hunger to eat.

He smiled slightly, rolled his eyes around the floor, and then wobbled towards the door.

As soon as he went out, he could smell the faint smell of food, Shi Liuyun sniffed, his feet stepped on the tiles without making a sound, he went down the stairs, followed the smell to the kitchen door.

Huo Qian just came out of the kitchen, looked down from the top of his messy head to his toes, and frowned: "Where are your shoes?"

"I didn't find it," Shi Liuyun sat on the chair next to him, his legs raised, "Do you have extra shoes at home?"

Huo Qian glanced at his slightly swaying calf, and said, "Wait."

After speaking, he quickly came to the gate to take a pair of plush slippers, and put them tens of centimeters in front of him.

"Put it on." The words fell down.

Shi Liuyun didn't say anything, and gently hooked the plush slippers with his legs forward, and stepped on the soles of his feet.

The heel of the slippers sticks out a bit, but they fit unexpectedly.

He kicked the toes of his shoes and was about to sit up and go to the kitchen to check the source of the aroma. When he looked up, he saw Huo Qian coming out with two bowls of noodles.

Shi Liuyun was stunned for a moment, Huo Qian ignored him, put the noodles on the table, and put his chopsticks on the noodles.

The appearance of the noodles is not very good, there are no green onions, no eggs, and the clear soup lacks water, but Shi Liuyun smells a fragrance inexplicably.

He lightly touched the wall of the bowl, raised his eyes and asked Huo Qian, "Mr. Huo cooks?"

"No," Huo Qian returned quickly, thought for a while and explained, "I spend a lot of time filming on the set, and I don't have anything to eat at home."

"Huh?" He was a little surprised, "Don't you order takeaway?"

Huo Qian stopped his chopsticks and looked up at him: "This place is far from the city, and those things are not healthy."

"Pfft." Shi Liuyun grinned, "I didn't expect you to be a health expert?"

Huo Qian looked at the corners of the lips of the man opposite him, and smiled: "Well, unlike someone who knows that his hypoglycemia and legs are not good, he doesn't know the severity."

"Shi Liuyun," he didn't give the other party a chance to answer, "what's the matter with your leg?"

"Lin Xu told me when I saw it just now, it's a new injury, your right ankle is broken, and the steel plate hasn't been taken out for a long time, but the scar has recovered quite well."

"But I remember you said last time that you accidentally fell down the stairs when you were a child and broke your bone?"

His eyes were cold, and so many words finally converged into three words: "You lied to me?"

Shi Liuyun's movement of chewing noodles slowed down instantly, and the slippers fell off his feet. He lowered his leg to reach for the slippers, and accidentally kicked Huo Qian's calf.

"I fell down the stairs a few months ago." He paused, "I also fell once when I was a child."

In fact, Huo Qianda could ask Fang Wenyuan to find out what happened at the beginning, but he just wanted to hear every word from this person's mouth for no reason.

So Huo Qian paused for a moment, feeling the touch of the man under the table rubbing against him from time to time, then took another bite of noodles with chopsticks, "Okay."

"Then how do you arrange it next?" Huo Qian asked casually, "If this movie can't be filmed."

"Hmm..." Shi Liuyun tilted his head with his chin propped on his hands, lowered his upper body and approached him, and asked in a plausible manner, "Didn't you help me vent my anger?"

Huo Qian stood up to look at him, silently moved his leg forward to let him touch it, and said in a deep voice, "Shi Liuyun, I took a look, and the character you are not suitable for audition is almost prettier than the heroine. What kind of high-cold boys' school girl are you playing?"

Shi Liuyun was taken aback: "Are you praising me or scolding me?"

"Of course I'm complimenting you."

"Even if I'm a handsome guy, I can act out that kind of temperament, okay?" he murmured, "And it's really hard—"

"I've already told the director that the male lead number two is free first," Huo Qian interrupted him, "Anyway, he hasn't found the actor he likes, so you can audition first when you get the notification, I believe the director will be satisfied with this choose."

"Shi Liuyun," Huo Qian pushed the bowl aside, put his arms on the table, and said in a low voice, "You are still the first employee who makes such a hard work, think about it earlier."

Shi Liuyun smiled, his legs under the table were lightly pressed against Huo Qian's suit pants, he paused for a moment and said, "Okay, thank you boss."

"But boss," he changed his tone and held up the phone in front of Huo Qian, "I want to ask first, do you have a charger? Android, my phone is out of battery."

"No." Huo Qian glanced at the black screen and lowered his eyes, "Eat your noodles."

Shi Liuyun moved the empty bowl aside, looked at Huo Qian's phone at the bottom left of the table: "Really? But I remember you also use Android, right?"

"Huo Qian," he leaned forward on the table, looking straight up at Huo Qian, shining brightly under the reflection of the warm light above his head, "you lie to me too."

Huo Qian looked at him for a while, the man was lying on the table with almost his upper body, and he could touch the soft black hair on his forehead by leaning forward slightly.

But Huo Qian didn't lean over to touch the man's hair with his forehead, he directly reached out and rubbed it into Shi Liuyun's hair, and hooked his leg to control the man's restless calf.

He narrowed his eyes: "Shi Liuyun——"

"Oh," Shi Liuyun interrupted him, straightened his body, and pulled out his legs, "Boss Huo, do you like smoking this brand of cigarettes too?"

Before Huo Qian could put down his hand, it was hanging in the air. He swallowed the original words and tilted his head in the direction of Shi Liuyun's fingertips.

The half-smoked cigarettes were placed behind the oblique side of the box on the table, and it was hard to see without looking carefully.

Huo Qian put down his hands, and turned around with a smile: "Don't you know what brand I smoked at the annual meeting last time?"

The venue was dark and chaotic at that time, how would he know?

But Shi Liuyun came to his senses all at once, and touched the pocket of his trousers, as he expected, he didn't find any cigarettes.

"I'm afraid you'll set the bed on fire by smoking later," Huo Qian said, "I'll keep it for you first."

Speaking of which, Wei Wei got up and took the cigarette case, took a cigarette from it and held it between her fingertips, then took the lighter from the side, and lit it with a "swoosh".

Huo Qian took a sip, and the smoke lingered between the two of them: "It tastes good, it's very good to smoke."

Shi Liuyun's face hidden in the white smoke flashed, and then followed Huo Qian and asked: "In this case, how about half a pack of cigarettes for a night's charger, I will return it to you tomorrow morning?"

Huo Qian spoke while puffing on a cigarette, his voice was ethereal: "The phone is so important? Is there anyone on your phone that you want to contact urgently?"

"Well," Shi Liuyun nodded, "I want to tell Brother Zhang, he told me to call him after the audition, I haven't called until now."

As he spoke, he propped his chin forward, looking straight at Huo Qian while sliding his hands to reach the cigarette case in front of Huo Qian.

Huo Qian moved the cigarette case quickly to his palm, squeezed it in his hand, and finally said: "The charger is in the drawer of the bedside table in the guest room. I asked Fang Wenyuan to put it in."

"Remember to get it." He turned his head, "Also, don't forget the meal you owe me."

"Of course I won't forget." Shi Liuyun came back quickly, and immediately got up and walked into the kitchen with his and Huo Qian's bowls.

He asked Huo Qian if he wanted to wash the dishes, but even if Huo Qian said no, he still obediently washed the bowls and pots, and wiped the table top by the way.

Eat the boss and use the boss, you have to do something for the boss, right?

Humming a little tune in his heart, he cleaned up the kitchen and turned around, only to see Huo Qian still in the same posture, looking at him with a cigarette in his mouth, but there were several more cigarette butts in the ashtray by his hand.

He tilted his head and walked up to Huo Qian.

Huo Qian was still smoking and looked up at him.

Shi Liuyun smiled, stretched out his hand to pick up the cigarette from Huo Qian's mouth, and put it out in the ashtray next to him.

"Mr. Huo, smoking too much is harmful to your health," he picked up the ashtray and put it on the side shelf under Huo Qian's dark eyes, and waved at Huo Qian again.

"Good night."

Then he set foot on the stairs without looking back.