After giving up, the wealthy ex knelt down and begged me to turn back

studio...

"knock off!"

As soon as Xu Mocun heard that work was over, he immediately brought a down jacket and put it on for Jiang Su.

"It's too cold, put on quickly."

The movie that Jiang Su is taking on now is called "Battle of the Sword", which tells the story of a young man in the market who becomes a hero for the country and the people, and finally martyrs himself.

It was deep winter, but it was summer scenes.

Jiang Su was not in a hurry to put on his down jacket, but reached out to Xu Mocun: "Mobile phone."

Xu Mocun had an expression of "I knew it", and after giving Jiang Su his mobile phone, he helped him put on his down jacket.

Jiang Su has a lot of dramas these days, so he gets up at five or six in the morning to enter the set, and can only look at his phone at night when work is over.

The WeChat icon has the number of unread messages marked in red.

Click on it and see that it was all sent by Huo Qingyan:

[I baked toast for breakfast, it was a bit mushy. (picture)】

The time display is 08:30 in the morning, and a photo was sent over. The center part of the toast is indeed a bit muddy.

[At the meeting just now, the old guy surnamed Qin said that my direction was wrong again. 】

The message came at 10:30.

Jiang Sujiang read this sentence back and forth several times, and the more he read it, the more he felt like a primary school student suing his parents.

Jiang Su, surnamed Qin, knew that because he had worked with Huo Qingyan's grandfather, he was qualified to rely on the old man to sell the old man, and wanted to have a hand in everything. Huo Qingyan respected him three points just for the sake of his grandfather.

If it was Huo Qingyan in the past, I'm afraid that someone "invited" the surname Qin to go home for the elderly.

Huo Qingyan, whose mental age has returned to 20 years old, has a much better temper.

[Jiang Laoliu is here again for dinner, I suspect he is plotting against Zhou Fu. (picture)】

The time for this one is 12:30 noon, which is the meal time, and a photo of lunch is attached.

Ever since Zhou Fu returned to work in the Huo Group, Jiang Lichuan was not normal.

He ran to Huo's twice in three days.

He was so frantic that he said in front of Huo Qingyan that he would start a company and let Zhou Fu go to work.

Of course Huo Qingyan didn't take this matter to heart.

Jiang Su had long felt that something was wrong with Jiang Lichuan, and now even Huo Qingyan saw something wrong.

The last message was four hours ago:

[I want to eat hot pot. 】

Jiang Su lowered his eyes and edited a message on the screen with his slender fingers: "I want to eat hot pot too."

The last time I ate hot pot was before joining the crew.

I ate with Huo Qingyan.

Huo Qingyan didn't like hot pot before.

Except that he didn't like hot pot in the past, he wouldn't chatter like this and send him some daily nonsense on wechat.

In front of Jiang Su, Huo Qingyan began to become emotional.

……

All the way downstairs in the hotel, Jiang Su didn't receive a reply from Huo Qingyan.

Somewhat strange.

Huo Qingyan will hardly not reply to his messages for such a long time now.

Jiang Su called Huo Qingyan, but the phone turned off.

Jiang Su had no choice but to call Zhou Fu.

"Mr. Huo also leaves work at five o'clock today."

Huo Qingyan's body has recovered, but it's not as good as before.

Therefore, Jiang Su asked him to leave work on time every day, otherwise he would not be allowed to go to work in the company.

"I see."

Jiang Su hung up the phone and checked the time. It was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Su frowned until they reached the door of the room.

Xu Mocun comforted him: "Maybe the phone is out of battery and turned off. Go back to your room and rest first. I ordered takeaway."

Jiang Su nodded.

He was going to call Huo Qingyan after returning to his room.

If Huo Qingyan doesn't pick up, he can only ask people to go to his apartment to see the situation.

Jiang Su opened the door absent-mindedly, and found something unusual while changing his shoes.

When he was filming and staying in a hotel, he never asked the waiter to clean the room, but recently he has a lot of scenes, and there is no time to tidy up the room, the room is always a bit messy.

But at this time, at the entrance, his shoes were neatly arranged.

Someone has been in his room.

Jiang Su frowned and walked in, and found that the room that was still a mess when he left in the morning had become clean and tidy.

The bedroom door was ajar, and there was a faint sound of water in the bathroom.

Jiang Su's face darkened, and he was already getting angry.

He pushed open the bathroom door angrily: "I said you don't need..."

The following words are automatically muted when the person in the bathroom is clearly seen.

When the man's deep eyes saw Jiang Su, a smile spread in his eyes: "I'm back."

"Why are you here?" Jiang Su looked at Huo Qingyan in front of him, completely dumbfounded.

Huo Qingyan said seriously: "I want to eat hot pot."

Jiang Su didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a moment: "I couldn't find anyone to eat hot pot, so you came all the way to find me?"

Huo Qingyan looked into his eyes, and there was an indescribable tenderness in his deep voice.

"miss you too."

Jiang Su couldn't stand him talking to him in such a tone, his ears turned red quietly, and he turned his face away to find something else to talk about.

His eyes fell on the bath tub full of foam: "What are you washing?"

Only a bit of black fabric can be seen, but nothing can be seen.

Huo Qingyan heard the words, reached out to pick up the cloth in the tub and continued to scrub: "Underwear."

"Why did you wash this as soon as you came here?" Huo Qingyan probably flew over directly after get off work, he was still wearing a shirt and trousers, why did he start washing his underwear before taking a shower.

After Huo Qingyan was discharged from the hospital, Jiang Su took him back to his apartment.

Huo Qingyan needed to recuperate, and Jiang Su stayed with him at home throughout the autumn.

But this time, Jiang Su didn't get used to Huo Qingyan like before.

Whether it's cooking or cleaning up the house, he will ask Huo Qingyan to do it together.

Maybe people with good brains can do everything better than others.

Now Huo Qingyan is simply an expert at home, cooking and housework are better than Jiang Su's.

Huo Qingyan seemed to have scrubbed it clean, put fresh water in again, and said in a most indifferent tone: "Your."

"My... mine?" Jiang Su remembered that he finished work very late last night, took a shower and went to bed when he came back, and didn't have time to wash.

The man was wearing a shirt and trousers that could go to a business meeting at any time, and he rolled up his sleeves to wash his underwear...

I've done more intimate things before, but Jiang Su just feels ashamed for no reason.

This time, the ears are red.

He stumbled when he spoke: "You, you... put it down, I will wash it myself."

"It's already been washed." Huo Qingyan wrung out the water, shook it out in front of him, and let it dry.

After Huo Qingyan finished drying, when he turned around, he found Jiang Su's ears that were so red that they were about to bleed.

The dark eyes deepened a little.

He couldn't help reaching out to rub Jiang Su's ears.

The dry fingertips with little strength seemed to be electrified, and the tingling like electric shock began to spread from the pinnae of the ears.

Things will go wrong.

Jiang Su blushed, and shook his head in resistance: "Stop rubbing."

Huo Qingyan withdrew his hand, his deep voice was slightly hoarse: "I ordered hot pot takeaway, it should be delivered soon."