I heard that you seem to have a hard time flirting

Shi Liuyun paused for a moment, then quickly came to his senses, smiled at Huo Qian, and said sweetly: "Thank you, Mr. Huo, for your compliment."

After thinking about it, he said, "From now on, I will send you one every day."

As he spoke, he looked at him with peach blossom eyes, and his calf moved slightly, pretending to inadvertently rub Huo Qian's palm back and forth, and touch the side of Huo Qian's calf from time to time.

Huo Qian didn't return, but looked at the person in front of him with darker and darker eyes.

The calf on the side of his leg seemed to be a little too much, he just stomped on the ground back and forth if he wasn't satisfied, but raised it slightly, wanting to slowly hook upwards.

"What are you doing?" Huo Qian's voice was hoarse.

Shi Liuyun bent his eyes and tilted his head, and said softly, "I'm familiar with it."

He suddenly felt his throat astringent again. The man's expression was quite serious, his eyes were bright, and he waited patiently for his response.

... Fuck.

Huo Qian cursed uncontrollably in his heart, and pressed down on his still rubbing leg, stopped for a few seconds, then slowly moved down the suit trouser line, and finally held his ankle.

The ankle is very thin, separated by a sock, but I can still feel the coldness.

Huo Qian touched the red spot in his impression with his fingertips, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Shi Liuyun blinked, and pretended not to understand, hummed: "Huh?"

Huo Qian looked at his face and smiled, then pressed the skin in his hand, and explained, "I just saw you standing for so long."

"Boss," Shi Liuyun called softly, and the ankle held by Huo Qian moved awkwardly, "I follow your advice and apply the medicine on time every day. Standing for a while is not a problem. okay?"

"Really?" Huo Qian raised his legs slightly to let the trousers slide down with a little force, and then used his fingertips to pick apart the socks and pull them down. Soon, Shi Liuyun's red ankle appeared on the in front of you.

It wasn't very clear that the back of the shoes he was wearing was quite high. Huo Qian raised his eyebrows and thought for a while, then simply pulled the heel of his shoes down, let the leather shoes hang halfway on his feet, and then pulled off the socks.

The entire heel was exposed, just like what Huo Qian saw in the photo, red and white, but not so bright.

"It seems that you didn't add a filter." Huo Qian muttered for no reason.

"Ah?" Shi Liuyun didn't realize the meaning of this sentence for a while.

"It's nothing." Huo Qianhui touched his protruding mouth while talking, and asked hesitantly after thinking about it, "What's wrong with your leg...?"

Could it be related to the scandal?

The fidgeting ankle in his hand stopped just like that, Shi Liuyun's expression froze for a moment when he heard this sentence, and after a while he smiled as if nothing happened, with a relaxed tone: "Old problem , I fell from upstairs when I was a child and broke my bone, and it has always been like this.”

Huo Qian had a panoramic view of the changes in his expression, and without turning back, he tightened his grip on the ankle that Shi Liuyun was trying to escape, and began to press his mouth with his fingertips again.

Shi Liuyun blinked at him a few times and didn't explain anymore. He leaned back on the chair with his head back, and the leg that was held by Huo Qian's side was hanging obediently, but the other side secretly poked at him. He touched Huo Qian's trouser leg with the toe of his shoe.

Huo Qian didn't move, his blurred vision fell towards Shi Liuyun, he looked back without dodging at all, while raising his chin slightly, the leather shoes slowly slid to the front and slipped between Huo Qian's legs.

Huo Qian's shoes were very itchy. He looked at Shi Liuyun's smile, narrowed his eyes, and opened his legs slightly to let his legs come in.

Shi Liuyun's smile suddenly became bigger, and he sat up straight to pull the hem of Huoqian's suit, squeezed it in his hands, and asked with lowered eyes: "Mr. Huo, you just pulled me in like this, they saw Won't you say anything?"

Huo Qian put his hand on his head and pressed it, and lowered his head obediently as if he liked Shi Liuyun, his voice was much softer: "'Yuanshan' has cooperated with me many times, and the confidentiality work has been done very well. Well, they dare not."

As soon as he said that, he slid his hand down, and touched Shi Liuyun's face with the back of his hand.

Shi Liuyun didn't like Huo Qian's way of touching pets very much, and wanted to hide his head, but in return Huo Qian pinched the flesh on his face with his index and middle fingers.

It hurt a little, and he frowned.

Huo Qian smiled and didn't let go, but pinched him even harder, making his cheeks pout.

Shi Liuyun pursed his lips, and looked up at Huo Qian's smiling expression. There was a trace of teasing in the other party's eyes. He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then smiled and began to rub his cheek against the back of Huo Qian's hand, looking up as he rubbed.

Huo Qian's hands froze for a moment, then suddenly covered his eyes, and let go of the hand that was holding his ankle.

There was darkness in front of his eyes, and Huo Qian's hands on his eyes were warm and strong, without a single gap.

He blinked in confusion, his eyelashes brushed against his palm, Huo Qian's hand trembled, and he took it away as if he had been scalded.

"Put on your shoes."

Shi Liuyun was still in a daze, and he didn't come back to his senses until the light words fell in his ears. When he looked up again, Huo Qian had already walked to the door, leaving only a swaying back for him.

what's the situation?

Shi Liuyun thought it was you who took it off, but he still didn't say anything, so he put on his socks and shoes obediently, and walked out slowly after Huo Qian's back disappeared from sight for a few minutes.

--

The venue was almost cleaned up, the equipment was neatly placed aside, and a few girls were chatting around.

Shi Liuyun raised his head and looked around, Huo Dayingdi was still very eye-catching sitting on the sofa beside him with Erlang's legs crossed, but this time he didn't look at him, but looked at his mobile phone.

He unconsciously complained about the airs that this person put on, pretending not to see it, helping to finish the last finishing touches, chatting with the staff next to him, and then raised his arms I looked at the time.

Their entire filming was in good condition. The person in charge didn't have a meal in the middle, but filmed the entire endorsement in one go, so it's already past one o'clock in the afternoon.

At one o'clock in the afternoon...he finally felt his stomach contract.

At this time, a staff member just came in with a foam box of lunch, and after a while, a circle of people surrounded the box.

He followed to get the portion, and when he was standing there wondering where to eat, an arm was suddenly placed on his shoulder.

He turned his head and saw that it was Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei also held a lunch box in his other hand, and was looking at him with bent eyes, almost writing "I'm so happy" on his face.

Sure enough, he was extremely excited today, and without saying a word, he took Shi Liuyun's neck and led him to the side table. Before Shi Liuyun could sit down, his carefree voice sounded: "Liuyun, I just talked to that Chatting with a group of little girls, they all praised you for taking good pictures."

Shi Liuyun freed Zhang Wei's arm, sat face to face with him, and began to open the lid of the lunch box.

"And I observed it on purpose." Zhang Wei looked around, making sure that no one noticed this side, and then leaned closer to him and whispered: "The turmoil before you is almost over, now you just need to take good care of the film and make the work better." Take it out, it will definitely become popular again.”

Shi Liuyun didn't make a sound while mixing the rice, just looked up at Zhang Wei's proud face and smiled.

It is true that not so many people care about the false scandals at the beginning, but if you want to really gain a foothold in the entertainment industry, you can only rely on one excellent work after another.

But the point is, he can't even get a significant role now.

Zhang Wei was not annoyed by his meaningful smile, and continued, "You don't know how serious I was watching the bottom just now, and I secretly took countless photos of you."

"Hey, let me show you," Zhang Wei said as he picked up his phone, "This is the set you took in the white suit, this is the shirt set, and this is the black dress—"

"Brother Zhang," Shi Liuyun finally interrupted him, "Why do you always give me the illusion that 'today my introverted and autistic son finally bravely took his first step in society...'?"

Zhang Wei was startled, and immediately reacted: "Isn't that right, aren't you my son?"

"roll."

"Haha." Zhang Wei laughed out of shape, and after a while he calmed down as if thinking of something, and frowned, "But don't say it, Huo Qian's endorsement for you is really good Ah, the quality is high enough and professional, it can't be compared with those messy endorsement commercials you accepted before."

Shi Liuyun stopped holding the chopsticks for a few seconds, and continued eating as if he didn't hear it.

"However, what is Huo Qian thinking? I don't want to give you an endorsement for no reason? I can see that when you were filming today, he didn't avoid it at all. His eyes were so fixed that he couldn't blink. Yes, and when your hand was cut, he ran faster than me, and rushed directly from a long distance... No, what does he mean?"

What do you mean?

Shi Liuyun's chewing movements slowed down.

Inexplicably, he recalled Huo Qian's playful eyes in the dressing room just now, as well as the cheek that was still aching from being pinched by him.

It's just for fun, it's just a fresh idea for a while, he thought, wait until people don't want to play anymore and express their opinions before withdrawing, and then the two don't interfere, no matter how bad he is, it's none of Huo Dayingdi's business.

Thinking of this, he smiled indifferently, swallowed the food in his mouth and was about to speak, when he saw two hands holding lunch boxes appearing diagonally opposite him.

He looked up. Fang Wenyuan, Huo Qian's manager, was pulling out his chair and sitting down with a blank expression on his face.

?

Just as he was wondering, the chair beside him was also pulled away. Before he could turn his head, a black air pressure enveloped him.

Shi Liuyun didn't need to think about who it was, because what trapped him in the chair backstage just now was the low air pressure emanating from this person.

He curled his lips, and Zhang Wei, who was opposite him, fell silent when he saw Huo Qian. He lowered his head and hurriedly finished eating, then found an excuse to leave the studio first.

Before Shi Liuyun had time to complain in his heart, how could this person run away, the leg of the chair under his feet was hooked violently, and the next second, he turned around and met Huo Qian's heavy eyes.

There seemed to be fog in the other party's eyes, and he couldn't see anything clearly, making people very passive to crash into it.

The corners of Shi Liuyun's eyes were raised, and as soon as the corners of his mouth put on a characteristic smirk, Huo Qian suddenly stood up, leaving him with a back view, and walked out step by step on the floor.

This... what's the situation?

Shi Liuyun was stunned for a moment, blinked to draw his attention back, took a few mouthfuls of food absent-mindedly, and finally looked at Fang Wenyuan who was sitting diagonally opposite.

"Mr. Fang," he hesitated, "Your boss has always been like this...doesn't play cards according to common sense?"

Fang Wenyuan had no expression on his face, and he ate his meal without raising his head: "I don't know either."

Sure enough, he was worthy of being Huo Qian's manager, a man of virtue.

Shi Liuyun curled his lips, and then glanced at Huo Qian who was standing not far away. He was tall and straight, with a cold face, and a cigarette in his hand, full of alienation.

"Then he is also like this in the crew? I remember his performance on the screen is very outstanding, and his smile is obviously very natural."

He thought of the movies made by Huo Qian that he had seen in the cinema before. Huo Qian on the screen could always control all kinds of strange characters, and he admired his skills in acting like anything.

It's completely different from Huo Yingdi, who has a domineering aura in reality.

When Shi Liuyun thought about it, the chopsticks in his hand had been poked into the rice before he knew it. When he recovered and pulled out the chopsticks, he found that Fang Wenyuan stopped eating and gave Huo Qian a similar smile. he.

"Mr. Shi," Fang Wenyuan paused, "I'm just Mr. Huo's manager, and the things on the set are usually done by assistants."

"But if you are interested in this aspect..." He glanced behind Shi Liuyun, "You can ask him himself, I think he will be happy to tell you."