I heard that you seem to have a hard time flirting

On the top floor of Qianyu headquarters, in a simple and elegant office room.

Huo Qian was sitting on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, holding the mobile phone with his legs folded together, staring at the black mobile phone screen, with his other hand on the armrest of the sofa, tapping his index finger back and forth on the surface of the armrest.

Sometimes light, sometimes heavy, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, irregular, you can clearly feel the owner's irritability at the moment.

A few days have passed since Liu Yun left his house last time.

In the past few days, Huo Qian has received photos from the other party from time to time, sometimes it is a close-up of a single ankle covered with ointment, sometimes it is connected to half of the calf, and sometimes it has a knee.

The origin of most of the photos here is inseparable from Huo Qian himself. Up to now, the number of photos of Shi Liuyun stored in his mobile phone album has exceeded double digits.

Mr. Huo himself didn't understand why he would inexplicably rely on this as long as he had a few sentences with Shi Liuyun. Although he was very happy in his heart, it was also very uncomfortable to get dry mouth every time.

only……

He also thought of Shi Liuyun's ambiguous attitude, men always like to play me sleepy when talking about formal topics such as "When are you going to invite me to dinner?"

And good night, though sometimes it's still light.

Very bad.

The rhythm of Huo Qian's tapping on the surface of the handrail became even more chaotic, and the office door was suddenly opened at this moment. He rarely diverted his attention and looked towards the door.

Li Xiangsong was stepping in from the door, and when he saw him sitting on the sofa, his eyes widened instantly, and he walked quickly towards Huo Qian and said, "A rare visitor, why is Brother Qian here today?"

Huo Qian didn't return him, but turned his head and continued to stare at the phone.

Li Xiangsong slowed down: "Why are you staring at your phone so seriously?"

Huo Qian turned on the switch somehow as soon as the word "mobile phone" came out, glanced at nothing new, turned the phone black again, turned it over and placed it face down on the armrest of the sofa.

Li Xiangsong was not embarrassed by his refusal to share, he had long been used to his friend's cold temper, raised his hand to touch the back of his head, and changed the subject on his own: "I've done what you told me last time. , look, the residual heat of that show hasn't dissipated yet."

He took out his mobile phone and flipped through it casually: "Cut, there are netizens saying that Huo Yingdi went to the audition location on the morning of the divestment and went to the audition site in the morning, then he didn't shoot and broke the scandal in the afternoon. It must have something to do with Huo Qian."

"Hey!" Li Xiangsong gave a thumbs up in his heart, "I really guessed right."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Huo Qian. At this time, the man's face was still indifferent, but his eyes were slanted, looking dark.

Li Xiangsong immediately felt a sense of oppression, and waved his hands quickly: "All right, all right, I know you have a bad temper so don't talk about it."

"But I'm really curious," he sat down on the sofa next to Huo Qian, "Who is it that deserves your urgent call to call me? did you do it?"

After thinking about it, he added a sentence: "You are still so malicious towards an unknown artist under your banner? Why did I buy a trending search for him?"

Huo Qian's eyes didn't fluctuate at all, and he said coldly, "Have you asked enough?"

Li Xiangsong trembled with a conditioned reflex, and his voice was weak: "...Knowing that I am very curious, you still insist on coming here to find pleasure, no, what are you doing here?"

This time, Huo Qian lost his coldness in an instant, his brows were stained with impatience, and he said in a stiff voice: "Don't do anything, I'm just suffocating at home."

He thought of his state at home these days.

Huo Qian has always been a person who doesn't like to go out. His life is peaceful. These days, he still eats and sleeps as usual, reads scripts and thinks about acting, and maintains basic contacts with his agent and some directors.

In addition to frequently checking mobile phone and WeChat before going to bed, there are always claws or hands hooking his clothes in dreams, which makes him suddenly wake up and sleep poorly, and more and more will look at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

And gradually felt that the home was too quiet, so quiet that he had to come to Qianyu to ask Li Xiangsong to pour water on his ears.

It's better than having Shi Liuyun's voice in your ears all day long.

He lowered his eyes to cover his emotions, but Li Xiangsong looked shocked and shouted: "Are you still the 'otaku' Mr. Huo I know?"

Huo Qian's brows were light, as if in thought.

He patted Huo Qian on the shoulder and changed the subject: "Then how are you preparing for your new play recently? I heard it's a good book."

"It's okay," Huo Qian nodded, "Start up and join the team at the end of this month."

"Then you still have the time to come to my place?" Li Xiangsong's voice became louder, "Didn't you usually study the script at home to figure out the characters when you have a new play?"

This time Huo Qian leaned back on the sofa, sighed, and said lazily, "No way, who told him to be so naughty."

Huo Qian's new play is only set for the leading role, and the auditions for other actors have not yet started. Shi Liuyun has been flashing in his mind day and night for the past few days, and Huo Qian's new script has long been thrown into ashes. up.

"Huh?" Li Xiangsong was puzzled, "Who do you think is not good?"

Huo Qian squinted his eyelids and turned his head to ignore Li Xiangsong, but the phone he had been holding vibrated at this moment.

He straightened his back in an instant, swiped open his phone and saw that Shi Liuyun's news was ranked first on WeChat.

Yun: Boss, let's make an appointment tonight, what do you think?

He glanced at the black phone, tapped the screen a few times with his fingertips, then sat up from the sofa and strode towards the door.

"It's nothing." He waved his hands casually as he walked, "Let's go."

"Hey, I just sat down," Li Xiangsong shouted from behind, "Where are you going?"

He thought he wouldn't answer, but he didn't expect that Huo Qian's footsteps would stop suddenly at the door frame, he curled his mouth slightly, looked at the empty corridor in front of him, and said: "It's time for my cat's claws to be cut, I'm going to sharpen them."

After saying that, he walked out of the door without looking back.

Only Li Xiangsong was left sitting on the sofa in a daze: Could it be that Huo Qian really brought home the stray cat he found at the night of the last annual meeting?

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In order to prevent being followed by the paparazzi, Huo Qian followed the address that Shi Liuyun sent him, drove around half of City C, and stopped in front of a deep and winding alley.

The alley is narrow and long, with overgrown weeds and gravel at the entrance of the alley, which is completely different from City C where every inch of land is full of high-rise buildings.

He parked the car, glanced at the alley, then turned to look for Shi Liuyun's figure.

After finding nothing for a while, Huo Qian picked up the phone a little annoyedly and was about to slide it away, but someone tapped on the window at this moment.

He covered the phone and dropped the glass.

"Hi boss--"

Shi Liuyun was propping his arms on the car window, and his slightly curled black hair bumped into Huo Qian's eyes, but his voice stopped suddenly when he saw Huo Qian's appearance.

Huo Qian was wearing a black mask and a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. His face was almost covered in black, but he was about to pick up a black baseball cap.

Sensing Shi Liuyun's gaze, Huo Qianyin hooked the corners of his lips in the mask, and in the next second he reached out and picked up the black hat and put it on Shi Liuyun's head, pressing the brim of the hat to cover all his sight .

Shi Liuyun was stunned by Huo Qian's action, and he picked up the hat in response, only to see that Huo Qian took the same hat and put it on his head from nowhere, and turned to ask him: "What are you doing?" None of them?"

"I remember that the endorsement photo of 'Yuan Shan' has been released, right? The feedback is so good, are you not afraid of being asked for an autograph on the street?"

The official Weibo of "Yuanshan" has already posted Shi Liuyun's latest endorsement photos. The photos are very good, and the comment area below is full of praise, even if some people recognize that this is Shi Liuyun and took the previous article. When talking about things, he was quickly suppressed by more "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh then'."

It's easy for the entertainment industry to forget that what happened at the beginning really didn't cause much splash. For Shi Liuyun, this endorsement is really a good opportunity to re-enter the public's field of vision.

So he smiled in a good mood, looked at Huo Qian whose face was dark as if he was going to rob, leaned forward a little and put the brim of his hat against the brim of Huo Qian's hat, with the tails of his peach blossom eyes slightly upward.

He said softly, "Don't worry, Mr. Huo, I guarantee that no one here knows us."

As he spoke, he straightened his waist and moved to the entrance of the alley to stand still.

Huo Qian sat in the car and looked at him, touched the outer ring of the brim of his hat, then pressed his sunglasses tightly, opened the car door and went out.

Outside the car door was the cold December winter in City C. The people in the alley did not wear a lot of clothes when they went out. The biting cold wind rushed towards him without warning, which made him shiver uncontrollably.

Huo Qian stood by the car and glanced at him. The man shrank back, and the wind lifted the broken hair that could not be covered by the brim of the hat. The gray-toned alley not far away seemed to blend with people, making him look a little thin.

His eyes under the sunglasses darkened. After thinking for a moment, he opened the car door and took a scarf from the back seat from the back seat. He held it in his hand and shouted to the front, then threw the scarf forward.

The gray scarf drew an arc in the air, and then fell accurately into Shi Liuyun's arms.

He stared blankly at the scarf in his hand, and when he looked up again, the dark-faced Huo Qian was already standing in front of him, and he said two words concisely: "Put it on."

Shi Liuyun: "..."

Huo Qian naturally thought that he was going to say something again, and without hesitation, he picked up the scarf and put it around the man's neck without hesitation, and even pulled the scarf at both ends.

The movement looks very irritable, but the force used is very light.

But Shi Liuyun was stabbed in the neck by the rough and gravel surface of Huo Qian's unknown brand of scarf, and muttered indistinctly: "Woo..."

The voice seemed a little wronged, and Huo Qian pulled the scarf softly.

Shi Liuyun took a breath and gritted his teeth: "Are you trying to strangle me?"

Huo Qian let out a chuckle in his throat, and didn't reply immediately, but lightened his movements a bit, reached up with one hand and pulled down the sunglasses, revealing two dark eyes to look at him.

Shi Liuyun seemed to have been really strangled, his whole face was a little red, buried in the messy scarf Huo Qian had wrapped around him, his brows were slightly frowned, and his peach blossom eyes seemed to be wet.

What is it like?

Hearing this, Huo Qian subconsciously thought in his heart, if the end of Shi Liuyun's eyes didn't curl up like this, then don't always speak ironically to stab him, it's really...

It's like changing from a wild cat to a milk cat.

"Yeah," he slightly raised the corners of his mouth, pulled the scarf closer, and murmured uncontrollably, "Anyway, you're so disobedient."

Disobedient little wild cats should be punished.