divorce?No talking! 【Entertainment】

Zhou Huai didn't want to look into Zhong Shaolin's eyes, so he pulled the zipper of his jacket all the way to his head, blocking his chin a bit, "Does Mr. Zhong still need someone to take him in? This is a hotel, just go to the first floor to check in."

While talking, the first floor arrived, with a ding dong, the elevator door slid open from the middle, Zhou Huai stepped out as if out of breath.

Outside the hotel, Zhong Shaolin's Rolls-Royce parked there quietly, and Zhong Shaolin took two steps forward to open the co-pilot's door for Zhou Huai.It's winter now, and the chill of the night penetrated into his pores, which woke up his drowsy brain for two minutes. At this point, it's the time when the lights are feasting, the bustle and bustle, the rich nightlife is only now beginning, Zhou Huai rubbed Rubbing his face, he opened the car door and got in.

The undissipated heat in the car drove away the chill all at once, Zhou Huai felt his whole body being hot, leaned on the car seat and took a deep breath.

Zhong Shaolin got into the car and drove directly to the hotel where he was staying.

The two went directly to the room from the underground parking lot, avoiding unnecessary people.

Although Zhou Huai asked Zhong Shaolin to open a room by himself, he just said that when he entered the door, Zhong Shaolin followed behind.

Zhou Huai took off his coat, turned to look at the person behind him, "Did you not eat at this point, or let the waiter bring it up?"

At this moment, Zhong Shaolin let himself show his fatigue, he frowned while taking off his coat, "Okay."

Zhou Huai pressed the phone and asked the waiter to bring a dinner.

As soon as he hung up the phone, he suddenly felt his waist sink, and Zhong Shaolin's two heavy arms wrapped around his waist from behind.

"Did you miss me these three months?"

Zhong Shaolin leaned close to his ear, his voice was extremely low, and a small air flow penetrated into his ear, making him move to the side uncomfortably.

"You've been driving for such a long time, hurry up and take a shower." Zhou Huai twisted the flesh of his arm as he said.

"No hurry." Zhong Shaolin not only didn't let go, but tightened him, as if to make the two become one, "I want to give you a good hug first."

I haven't seen him for three months, Zhou Huai didn't think he was a fake, he turned sideways quickly, the corner of his slightly cool mouth brushed against his cheek, and then tried to break away from his embrace as if to escape.

How could Zhong Shaolin let him run away?Let him turn around halfway, with a forceful arm, he pressed the person to his chest, lowered his head, and completely blocked his mouth.

……

There was a knock on the door, and the two parted reluctantly.

Zhou Huai pulled the woolen sweater on his body, opened the door, and took the dining car from the waiter.

After a gentle night, Zhong Shaolin not only had a full stomach, but also a full body.

The next day Lin Wen got up and received a call from Zhou Huai. She rubbed her eyes and asked casually while staring out the window, "Ives, what's wrong?"

"You can go to the airport by yourself later," Zhou Huai said with a hoarse voice, "I'll take the afternoon flight."

Lin Wen scratched his hair, unable to turn around, "Ives, what's wrong with your throat? Is it uncomfortable?"

"I drank too much wine yesterday, and my throat is a bit uncomfortable," Zhou Huai coughed again, "It will be fine in a while, you don't have to worry."

"Oh." Lin Wen always felt weird, "You left earlier than me last night, how can you drink too much? My voice is not as hoarse as yours."

"Maybe it was freezing at night."

"Then you should be more careful in the future." Lin Wen, as an assistant, naturally has the consciousness of taking care of his own artist, and hurriedly told him.

"Well, I will pay attention to it in the future."

"Then you rest for a while," Lin Wen's drowsy head finally started to function normally, "otherwise I will leave in the afternoon."

"Don't you miss your parents? Go back quickly, and I will take care of myself."

After filming in retreat for three months, the assistant did not go home for three months. At this time, everyone was eager to return home.Lin Wen is no exception.

"But I'm your assistant, how can I leave you alone?"

"I appreciate the kindness, and you don't have to stay here with me."

Lin Wen had already told her parents when she would go back, but she finally gritted her teeth, "Are you really alright by yourself?"

"It's okay, I can handle it," Zhou Huai coughed twice, "Stop talking, I'm going to sleep again."

Zhou Huai hung up the phone, wishing he could turn around and throw the phone in Zhong Shaolin's face.

After drinking some wine yesterday and Zhong Shaolin's desperate tossing, his voice is basically useless now, so he has to bite the bullet and let Lin Wen go back first. People were kicked to the ground.

After getting off the thin quilt, Zhong Shaolin reached out and grabbed Zhou Huai's bare feet, and rubbed his ankles, "You're so energetic, why didn't you feel tired last night?"

Zhou Huai was too lazy to talk to him now, lying on the bed with his dead body.

Zhong Shaolin propped his upper body on his elbows, turned sideways and kissed Zhou Huai's cheek, "I'll be leaving in a while, you should sleep well."

Zhou Huai turned over, "If you want to go, go quickly, don't be silly."

Zhong Shaolin glanced at Zhou Huai again, then got out of bed, went to the bathroom to take a shower, opened the door, and left quietly.

Zhou Huai was so tired that he realized that no one would come to harass him any more, so he soon fell into a deep sleep.

After sleeping until the afternoon, Zhou Huai was finally refreshed. He booked the air ticket online, packed his luggage and went to the airport.Three hours later, he finally arrived at the villa.

I haven't come back for three months, and the home furnishings should have been covered with dust. Zhou Huai's fingers brushed the shoe cabinet, but there was no dust at all.Apparently Zhong Shaolin asked someone to clean up for him.

After a short rest, he called Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin answered quickly, "Hey, brother, are you back?"

"You checked Weibo again?"

"That's not it," Xiao Jin said cheerfully, "Brother, when are you coming to play?"

Zhou Huai sat on the sofa, propped his head and thought for a while, "Today won't pass, tomorrow will pass."

"it is good."

Zhong Shaolin probably knew that he wanted to rest, and he didn't mean to disturb him.After Zhou Huaian had a sound sleep, he went to Xiaojin's residence at noon the next day.

"Brother, you're here." With a cheerful voice, Zhou Jin gave him a bear hug.

Zhou Huai handed over the gift in his hand and walked in.

"Le Xuan went to school?"

"Hmm." Holding the red wine in her hand, Zhou Jin said disapprovingly, "Brother, why are you still bringing a gift? Isn't that too outlandish?"

"I don't know what to bring, so take whatever you want, don't hold it against you."

"Why would you dislike it?" Zhou Jin pursed her lips and smiled, "Then I'll fry steak at noon."

Sitting on the sofa, Zhou Huai suddenly sniffled and asked suspiciously, "What does it smell like?"

Zhou Jin put the red wine on the dining table and said, "It's the taste of Chinese medicine. I've been boiling Chinese medicine every day these days."

Zhou Huai frowned, "What kind of Chinese medicine are you drinking?"

Zhou Jin bit her lip with her front teeth, and said after a while, "It's for body conditioning."

Zhou Jin's words obviously didn't make sense, Zhou Huai continued to stare at him.

Zhou Jin couldn't hold back his sharp eyes, rubbed her hands on her knees together, and said in a low voice, "Didn't the doctor say that I couldn't conceive? Qing Yuan just found me an old Chinese doctor. The old Chinese doctor said everything needs to be tried." I didn’t know until I got it, so I prescribed a prescription for me to cook herbal medicine at home.”

It's okay not to say this, but Zhou Huai's brows frowned even tighter when he said that.

"What does Duan Qingyuan mean? Does he have a problem with seeing if you can get pregnant?"

Zhou Jin knew that Zhou Huai had misunderstood, so she waved her hands again and again, "No, brother, you misunderstood Qing Yuan."

"I thought he already had a daughter, so maybe he wouldn't pay so much attention to your infertility." Zhou Huai sneered, "I didn't expect him to be such a superficial person."

"Brother, it's really not what you think!" Zhou Jin blushed anxiously, "I've always felt regretful, Qing Yuan was the old Chinese doctor who was afraid of my sadness!"

Zhou Huai was not easy to be fooled, he didn't speak for a while, and stared straight at Zhou Jin, trying to see every expression on his face.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course it's true." Zhou Jin said quickly, "Brother, you know me best, can't you see that I'm lying?"

This is true, Zhou Huai finally relaxed his expression, "Xiao Jin, if you are wronged, you should tell your brother immediately, don't hide it."

"How can I be wronged?" Zhou Jin lowered her head and pinched her waist, with a look of annoyance, "Brother, look, I have slept well and eaten well during this time, and I have grown so much flesh."

"Long is right, you were too thin before." Zhou Huai remembered the matter of traditional Chinese medicine again, "Does this medicine work for you?"

"I don't know, I've been drinking it for almost a month anyway." Zhou Jin wrinkled her nose and stuck out her tongue, "It's really bad, I don't even want to drink it anymore."

"If it really works, then stick to it."

Not only to help Zhong Shaolin atone for his sins, but he also hopes that Xiaojin will not have any regrets.

"Well, brother, I will bear it."

Zhou Huai returned to the villa after dinner, Wang Zhuo didn't look for him immediately, probably because he wanted him to have a good rest.Sure enough, on the third day, Wang Zhuo came.

Zhou Huaiduan was sitting on the sofa reading a book, glanced at his hands, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why, didn't you bring me the script?"

"Let me push it." Wang Zhuo yelled loudly, and if there were people upstairs, he would probably wake him up.

Zhou Huai looked at him questioningly.

Wang Zhuopu waved his hand like a fan, "Based on my intuition, Wei Kaidi's drama will definitely become popular. I think I will choose a suitable script for you after you become popular."

Zhou Huai supported his chin with his slender fingers, "What if your intuition is wrong?"

"It can't be wrong!" After Wang Zhuo finished speaking, he went back to make amends, "Even if it's wrong, it's not too late to choose the script again. Besides, with Mr. Zhong as a big tree, do you still worry about not having good resources?"

Zhou Huai wanted to throw the book on him angrily, "Since there is no script, what are you doing here?"

"Isn't this to show how much I value you?"

[The author has something to say: There is a power outage today, and there is no saved manuscript for a single word, woo woo~]