Hi wife!

After entering the room, I was blown by a cool air-conditioning wind, which made my whole body feel more comfortable. Fu Xia locked the door and said to Cheng Wanyu: "Is the air-conditioning wind too low? I set it at 16 degrees. If you feel uncomfortable I'll turn it up a bit."

Cheng Wanyu stretched out his hand to test the temperature of the air outlet and said, "16 degrees is too low. If you are really hot, 24 degrees is fine. When you sleep at night, adjust it to 26 degrees, otherwise you will get sick from the air conditioner. "

Fu Xia adjusted the temperature on the air conditioner button, and smiled at Cheng Wanyu: "You talk to my assistant in the same way, and she said the same about me, but I think the room is cold, and sleeping in the bed is very comfortable. "

She is not a promising person, she just likes to wrap up in a quilt in an air-conditioned room, which is very cool.

Cheng Wanyu watched the temperature rise before saying, "Be careful, or you'll catch a cold."

Fu Xia nodded, and took out a drink from the refrigerator to her: "Do you want soda?"

Cheng Wanyu took the water from Fu Xia, and the two of them touched their fingertips, only to feel that Fu Xia's hand was extremely cold, as if it was winter.

Grabbing Fu Xia's hand that was about to withdraw, Cheng Wanyu said, "So cold? How long have you been using the air conditioner?"

Fu Xia thought about it for a while and said, "Sister Zhou Wen left and opened it for about an hour."

Cheng Wanyu said helplessly, "Don't do this next time."

Fu Xia looked at Cheng Wanyu with a smile, and her concern for her was very useful: "Thank you for speaking for me today, otherwise it would be quite troublesome to be misunderstood."

Cheng Wanyu let go of Fu Xia's hand: "I happened to be passing by too."

"If you didn't speak for me, I would have to adjust the monitoring, and if sister Zhou Wen found out, I would have to be reprimanded." Fu Xia unscrewed the iced soda water and drank it.

Fu Xia's nightdress is very long, basically dragging to the ankles, but even such a long nightdress does not look cumbersome on Fu Xia's body, but instead reflects her slender figure, especially Fu Xia's neck and collarbone, It looks sensual and cute on the outside.

Cheng Wanyu looked a little confused, saw the tablet thrown on the sofa, and picked it up: "Are you reading a novel?"

Fu Xia: "Poof——"

She quickly put down the water, and quickly brought the tablet over. Cheng Wanyu only saw a few words, and seemed to vaguely see her own name.

"Aha," Fu Xia said embarrassingly holding the tablet, "I'm indeed reading a novel. I didn't know much about it when I first read it, and then came to knock on my door."

The villain in Fu Xia's heart screamed with a loudspeaker at this moment: What should I do if Xiaohuangwen is seen by the Lord! ! ! !

There was only one second just now, Cheng Wanyu probably didn't have time to look carefully, right? !

She must not have seen it clearly, right! ! !

Cheng Wanyu looked at Fu Xia's nervous expression, and subconsciously asked, "I seem to have seen my name in a novel just now."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh she saw it! ! ! !

Fu Xia broke out in a cold sweat. This is a novel she just picked up today. It has no plot. Soaking in the round bathtub of the hotel, stuffed with soy sauce, blushing, short of breath...

"No, maybe you read it wrong." Fu Xia hid the tablet behind her, and said to her, "I usually like to watch some messy things. Let me show you the TV. There are quite a lot of TV channels in the hotel. You can still watch the live broadcast."

As soon as he turned on the TV, Fu Xia saw the recording of the painting he watched yesterday, and the anchor interacted with everyone articulately: "There is still a difference in the breasts of two people. The metaphor is at least C, and Xia Xia is at most C. B, so I plan to draw heavier lines here. Especially this little tip, because I can’t really draw it, just look at the outline, oh, Xia Xia’s little tip is so cute, I just like her Such a small..."

'Snapped--'

Fu Xia turned off the TV, turned his back to Cheng Wanyu and felt the air had cooled down.

"What are you looking at?"

Cheng Wanyu's voice came from behind, making Fu Xia tremble in fright.

Fu Xia turned around tremblingly, looked at Cheng Wanyu's exquisite face, and suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe.

"It's nothing," Fu Xia explained to Cheng Wanyu dancing, "Sister Zhou Wen seems to be very interested in board painting recently, so she often watches painting videos with me. Oh, it's annoying to death. Her paintings are not good-looking. I don’t know why I always like to watch this.”

Zhou Wen, who was not at the scene, sneezed loudly: "Ah!"

Cheng Wanyu looked at Fu Xia suspiciously. When she turned on the TV just now, she was drinking water, so she only heard the sound, but did not see the picture. When she turned around, Fu Xia had already turned off the TV. There was no way to read it, which made her a little curious.

Fu Xia felt that nothing could be opened in her room now, so she smiled dryly and said to her, "Why don't we sit down and chat for a while?"

Cheng Wanyu raised the corners of his lips and smiled, sat on the sofa and said, "That's fine."

Anyway, she didn't come to watch TV and play on the tablet.

The two sat on the sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, Fu Xia fiddled with the tablet, cleared his software records, and put it out of Cheng Wanyu's reach before looking up at her with peace of mind: "Why did you come back so late today?" ,Have you got a meal yet?"

"I've eaten." Cheng Wanyu sat on the sofa, because the sofa was so soft that she sank into it.

Very comfortable.

Fu Xia huddled on the single sofa with her feet in her arms, looked at Cheng Wanyu's comfortable face, and smiled: "Is this sofa comfortable? This is a high-end sofa from the Vision series. I asked the moving company to move it from my house." , it was not cheap when I bought it, but fortunately it is very comfortable and durable.”

Cheng Wanyu had heard of this brand, but she was not particularly interested in this kind of household furniture, so she just nodded.

Fu Xia looked at the scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The city hadn't completely entered darkness after 7 o'clock. The sun had already set below the horizon, but the sky was still bright, but it was a little gloomy.

"Shouldn't it be summer vacation now?" Fu Xia hugged his knees and looked out the window, saying, "I've been filming for so long before I know it."

Counting the days, Fu Xia has been in the group for almost two months, and the script has been filmed less than half. According to Director Chen's prediction, it will be completed in November or February.

Fu Xia glanced at Cheng Wanyu, and said with a smile: "I still remember that the two of us posted the same Weibo post on the hot search, and now it's been so long."

Cheng Wanyu looked at her with dark eyes, paused and said, "What happened today is very dangerous."

Fu Xia asked her, "Are you referring to Fang's first acquaintance?"

Cheng Wanyu nodded, sat up straight and said, "He is not a good person. If he pesters you again next time, you can call the security directly."

Fu Xia scratched her cheek: "Is this okay, they are all from the same crew."

"Then if he really broke into your room today, would you still indulge him?"

"..."

Fu Xia tried to think about it, she shrank her neck and shook her head: "Then I will definitely not let him go."

Cheng Wanyu stared at Fu Xia: "He will leave after the filming next week. During this period, as long as he does something that makes you feel uncomfortable, you can warn him and stay away from him."

Fu Xia nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, there are surveillance everywhere now. If he wants to frame me or do something messy, the surveillance can be my witness."

"What you have done cannot be erased even if there is monitoring," Cheng Wanyu said, "I hope that you can protect yourself well when I am not around."

Fu Xia stared at her in a daze, until Cheng Wanyu left, she couldn't help scratching her head, hugging her knees and looking out of the darkened window, sighed leisurely.

"Cheng Wanyu really doesn't like me very much..."

Fu Xia sighed, got up again and adjusted the temperature to 16 degrees, then got into bed with the phone in his arms.

If you don't like it, you don't like it. She didn't intend to have a good relationship with Cheng Wanyu, as long as the two of them don't fight each other every day.

Fang Chushi didn't come to the set the next day, and he heard that he was hospitalized, and Fu Xia didn't look too good when he heard that.

I just squeezed my hand, as for hospitalization?

Don't it's because you went to the hospital and found out that you have cancer? After all, this kind of plot is often played in TV dramas...

Although she complained in her heart, Fu Xia still felt uncomfortable. Cheng Wanyu noticed that she was out of shape for the whole morning's shooting. She brought Fu Xia two more bottles of water for lunch.

Fu Xia thanked him, flipped through the crew's lunch box, and ate every mouthful, seemingly in a bad mood.

After a good meal, everyone in the production team was resting. It was too hot at noon. Everyone was full and couldn't get enough energy to work. They all fell down and rested in twos and threes, planning to wait until two or three o'clock to get up and go to work.

Just when Fu Xia was about to rest, the field manager came over.

"Mr. Xia Xia, there are your fans outside, do you want to meet them?" The stage manager poked his head and asked the two leading actors in the room.

Fu Xia raised his head and looked at the field manager, wondering, "My fans?"

The field manager shifted his gaze to Cheng Wanyu, and said with a smile: "Teacher Cheng also has fans. There are about 30 of them in total. I heard that they are all college students who just finished their summer vacation. See you two teachers?"

It is true that there are such fans coming to visit the show in the usual star recording programs, but Fuxia's fans and Cheng Wanyu's fans are mixed together, so people have to be cautious. After all, their fans have a record of gang fights at the airport. .

Fu Xia took a cautious look at Cheng Wanyu, and it happened that Cheng Wanyu also turned around, and the two looked at each other.

"It's all here," the field manager asked tentatively, "Isn't it?"

The eight major tolerances of the Chinese people are nothing more than: those who celebrate the New Year, people who have died, come and come, it is not easy, you are still a child, you are old, for your own good, just get used to it.

So when Fu Xia followed Cheng Wanyu out of the recording building as if resigned to his fate, he saw twenty or thirty girls standing under the shade of a tree. eternal! ]'s hand, and on the right is holding [No surprises, no surprises, metaphors for love! 】 Carrying the flag.

Fu Xia's eyes went dark, and she didn't realize that the cheering slogans of the two of them were so... well matched.