Cannon fodder husband and wife dressed as villains

The three of them went all the way to the venue where the crew had decided. Lin Qiong sat in the car and took out her mobile phone and started sending messages to people.

"I'll go back tonight or tomorrow morning."

Fu Xingyun:?

Lin Qiong thoughtfully gave the specific time, "It's midnight today or early tomorrow morning."

"so?"

Lin Qiong: "Someone opened the door in the middle of the night, I hope you don't misunderstand."

"Misunderstanding what?"

"It's me, not a thief."

"..."

Fu Xingyun looked at the message on the phone and responded with a "hmm".

Lin Qiong fell in love with the upper body, "Why don't you care about me? We haven't seen each other for a long time."

Looking at the information on the screen, the man was inexplicably stunned for a moment. The words seemed to be spoken by Lin Qiong in his ear, with a hint of being coquettish with Joe.

The man looked up at his calendar with several red circles drawn on it.

Fu Xingyun: "Three days?"

Lin Qiong corrected, "Ten years."

"?"

"One day is like three autumns. I miss you in years."

"..." Fu Xingyun: "Math genius?"

Lin Qiong said modestly, "Be polite."

But there will be some safety issues after returning home at night, Fu Xingyun looked at the conversation on the phone screen, and it was rare to be considerate.

"You can come back tomorrow."

Lin Qiong: "Morning?"

Fu Xingyun: "Daytime."

After the news was sent out, the man pursed his lower lip a little awkwardly, tapping his fingers on the keyboard, not worried about you...

The next moment, a new message popped up in the conversation, "I count the days on my fingers every day, but you let me go back later."

Fu Xingyun:?

"Sure enough, you don't miss me at all."

Lin Qiong: "The love and time in the past were paid by mistake after all."

Seeing the self-pity on the screen, Fu Xingyun twitched slightly.

Just after Lin Qiong was about to say something earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods, Fu Xingyun sent the news first.

"Night roads are not safe."

Lin Qiong: "Worry about me."

Fu Xingyun replied in a strange way, "Yes."

Lin Qiong raised her head triumphantly, "You have a conscience."

Fu Xingyun: ...

Faced with the occasional wantonness and boldness of the other party, he didn't feel annoyed at all when he saw it.

Then he picked up the pen on the table and changed the original mark on the calendar.

On the way to the clubhouse, Lin Qiong chatted with Fu Xingyun without saying a word.

"Today's work is over."

"get off work?"

Lin Qiong: "Down."

"Then what are you doing now?"

Lin Qiong looked at the clubhouse in front of her eyes: "Work overtime."

"..."

After all, if people found out whether he went out or not, he would be recorded on the death note in all likelihood.

Then Lin Qiong ended the conversation with three or two sentences, "I have to work overtime, see you tomorrow, miss you~"

After arriving at the club, the macho photographer got off the car first, followed by the two.

Wang Cheng looked at Lin Qiong, whose hair was a little messy due to rubbing against the back of the car, "What are you doing? I see you've been checking your phone all the way."

Lin Qiong answered skillfully, "Send a message to the one at home."

Wang Cheng was startled for a moment, "You won't tell us about the things we came out to play, would you?"

Lin Qiong: "Of course..."

Wang Cheng:! ! !

"No."

"..."

Don't speak out of breath, okay? !

Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, "You are still smart."

Lin Qiong bowed her head modestly, "It has always been like this."

"..."

After seeing the distance between the macho photographer and them, Wang Cheng pulled humanity and said, "You can be regarded as an entertainer with a small capital now, and you should be more cautious in your words and deeds when the movie is broadcast in the future."

,do you know? ! "

Lin Qiong nodded.

Wang Cheng said and looked around, "Especially what happened to your family must not let others know."

Lin Qiong was not stupid, she naturally knew what the other party meant, and then nodded.

Wang Cheng: "What would you say if someone asked you?"

Lin Qiong: "There is no predecessor in the whole network, and I will not admit it."

Wang Cheng nodded in relief.

Lin Qiong pondered for a while, "But I don't set up a single person."

Wang Cheng was puzzled, "How can you get fans if you don't set up a single person?"

Now most of the fans are attracted by their looks, and there will definitely be girlfriend fans.

Lin Qiong was also very straightforward, "I don't want to."

Seeing people's insistence, Wang Cheng nodded reluctantly, after all, he also has career fans.

As long as the perverted things are suppressed, nothing else can be said.

Lin Qiong had never been to such a sensual occasion, and when she came, apart from lamenting the magnificence, she also felt that it was too noisy.

It was so noisy that Lin Qiong regretted coming over, and huddled himself in a corner to eat a fruit plate.

If I had known it earlier, I would have gone home with the jacuzzi.

Lin Qiong hid in a small corner, eating like a little mouse during the Chinese New Year.

Not far away, there are handsome men and beautiful women, and there is a lot of voices.

"Does the handsome guy have a girlfriend?"

"Beauty add a WeChat."

Lin Qiong in the corner,

"This is delicious."

"That's delicious too."

Wang Cheng, who came back from the dance floor, saw people huddled in a corner and asked, "Why don't you go out to play?"

Lin Qiong chewed something, and said slowly: "I don't want to go."

Wang Cheng: "Then what's the point of you coming here?"

Lin Qiong raised the fruit plate in his hand after hearing this.

Wang Cheng: ...

as long as you are happy.

"I'll go play around again, and we'll go back to Linshi when I come back."

Lin Qiong remembered Fu Xingyun's news, "Just go back in the daytime tomorrow."

Oh, Wang Cheng, "Then go back to the hotel when I come back."

Lin Qiong stretched out her small hand and slightly ok.

After a while, the fruit plate was gone, Lin Qiong got up and thought about whether to get some small pastries to eat.

Suddenly, there was a quarrel in the ear.

"What are you pretending to be? Isn't it just that people can touch you if you wear so little?"

Lin Qiong followed the sound and saw that the macho photographer was arguing with a middle-aged man in his 30s.

The middle-aged man looked at the man with a face that deserved a beating, and his eyes were contemptuously aimed at the macho photographer.

The macho photographer gritted his teeth in shame and anger, and said, "Don't bully people too much."

Seeing people around him looking over, the macho photographer also knew that it was a bit too attention-grabbing. After all, the people he worked with especially didn't want to make a big deal, so he turned around and wanted to leave, but the other party didn't know

Relentless.

He also stuffed business cards into people's waistbands.

The man stretched out his hand halfway, but was stopped halfway.

The man looked at Lin Qiong inexplicably, only to see someone pinching his arm with disgust in his eyes, the man frowned and said angrily, "What are you looking at?"

Lin Qiong naturally continued, "Look at the scum."

"..."

The man shook off the restraint slightly, "It's none of your business, hurry up and don't delay me from enjoying my youth."

Lin Qiong looked him up and down, "Tsk."

The man seemed to be stepped on his tail, "What are you talking about?!"

Lin Qiong calmly said, "Don't waste your youth."

man:?

Lin Qiong: "You are already at the beginning of autumn."

The man blushed for a moment, and turned into anger from embarrassment: "Damn, you are sick, what does it matter to you if I strike up a conversation with others?!"

Lin Qiong folded her arms and looked at the other party, "Why is it none of my business?"

"Hey, you kid came out to stage the hero to save the beauty, right?"

Lin Qiong glanced at the muscular photographer who didn't need him to save him, and said modestly, "That's not true."

"Then why are you out?!"

Lin Qiong: "Mind your own business."

"..."

The man's face was ugly, "I need you to be a hero here, who do you think you are?!"

Lin Qiong: "Lei Feng."

"..."

The man was impatient and wanted to go forward and pull the man to stuff the business card in, but the young man stepped forward and blocked the man back.

The man was suspicious for a while, looked at him and then at the macho photographer, "Are you related to him?"

Lin Qiong nodded, "Of course."

"Who are you?"

I don't know why the person in front of me was silent, and then I saw the young man resigned to his fate: "I am his sister."

"..."

"You fucking kidding me!"

The man raised his hand and was about to greet Lin Qiong's face, but he was grabbed by someone as soon as he raised his hand halfway.

"You are going to hit my brother!!!"

Looking at the macho photographer who suddenly stood up, Lin Qiong:?

The man who grinned in pain from the clenched fist cursed: "I hit him? I haven't fucking touched him yet! Which eye of yours saw me hit him!"

Then he wanted to pull his hand out, but the other party was too strong, his arm was about to be stretched, and he couldn't break free from the other party's shackles.

The man's face was distorted because of the pain, and he cursed, "Ask him if I hit him?"

The macho photographer glanced sideways at the people around him.

Lin Qiong: Oh~

man:……

"You fucking!" The man was suppressed again before he finished speaking.

The next moment Lin Qiong saw a miracle.

I saw the macho photographer with tears in his eyes, unilaterally suppressing the man, crying while beating him.

Lin Qiong: ...

He originally called it a world famous painting.

After dealing with the scum, the macho photographer looked at Lin Qiong excitedly, "Brother, thank you for helping me drive away the pervert."

Lin Qiong waved her hands numbly, "No, all of this is due to you."

Macho photographer: "Not all brothers..."

Lin Qiong stretched out her hand, "You don't have to be humble."

"..."

Lin Qiong looked at the man with some doubts, "When he troubled you just now, why didn't you teach him a lesson?"

The macho photographer squirmed a little after hearing this, and fiddled with the hem of his clothes with his fingers, "I'm timid."

"..."

Looking at the muscles all over his body, Lin Qiong paused, "Actually, you can be bolder."

Macho photographer: "Really?"

Lin Qiong patted the opponent's strong arm, "You have to believe in yourself."

The macho photographer was moved for a moment, "Brother, you are so kind! I knew we could be good sisters."

"..."

I had a good time playing just now, but I didn't realize that Lin Qiong didn't go to play. This time, he caught the macho photographer and dragged him to the dance floor.

The dance floor was full of cheers and voices.

Seeing that the countdown to twelve o'clock was about to begin, the macho photographer excitedly said to the human: "Brother is about to climax, let's take a photo together."

Then I saw people around me counting down in unison, like water about to boil.

In the sound of the countdown, Lin Qiong took a photo with someone.

The macho photographer looked at the photo with satisfaction, "Save it and send it to Moments."

Lin Qiong didn't care, but seeing that it was getting late, she found Wang Cheng and went back to the hotel.

When twelve o'clock arrives, some people's nightlife has just begun, such as migrant workers who have just finished working overtime.

Li Hanyang was forced to work from the bottom because he entered the family company, and he didn't come out of the company building until midnight.

After returning home and washing up, I lay on the bed. I planned to watch my phone for a while before going to sleep, but I was completely refreshed after watching it.

I saw someone in the circle of friends posted a group photo, and the people in the photo looked familiar no matter how they looked.

Copywriting: "My dear brother~"

Li Hanyang's eyes widened for a moment, knock!Isn't this Lin Qiong?

Then he glanced at the other person in the picture, he was a well-known gay in the circle.

In the evening, Fu Xingyun received a message on his mobile phone.

Li Hanyang: "Are you there?

Fu Xingyun looked at it and replied: "What's wrong?"

Li Hanyang hesitated for a while, not knowing how to speak, and asked tentatively, "Are you alone?"

Fu Xingyun: "Or half?"

"..."

Li Hanyang: "Lin Qiong is not here?"

"Going out to work."

Li Hanyang typed quickly with his fingers, "Did he tell you that?"

Fu Xingyun frowned after seeing it, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Li Hanyang thought about how to say it tactfully, "I just want to solve a problem with you."

Fu Xingyun asked without hesitation, "What is it?"

Li Hanyang felt that typing was slow, so he simply called someone, "It's just that I have a friend..."

Li Hanyang took a deep breath and continued: "His lover is always playing outside and never comes home. It may be... I mean maybe cheating. What do you think I should say."

Fu Xingyun: "This friend is you?"

"Of course not." Li Hanyang jumped to his feet instantly, emphasizing again, "It's a friend of mine, friend!."

But the other party didn't understand the meaning of his words, Fu Xingyun didn't drag his feet, "Say it directly."

Li Hanyang hesitated, "That's not very good, will it hurt people's self-esteem?"

"Besides, they are just right, and their relationship must be warm. If I say it directly, it will make people feel that they are looking for trouble on purpose."

Fu Xingyun's voice was cold, "That's a hint."

Li Hanyang thought for a while and said, "Xingyun, is the moon bright on your side?

Fu Xingyun glanced at the bright full moon outside the window, and said without thinking: "It's not bad."

Li Hanyang swallowed, "Can you see things around you?"

"can."

Li Hanyang took a deep breath, "Then look at the grass in the yard."

Fu Xingyun was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"Is it green?"

"..."

There was deathly silence on the phone.

It took a long time for the man's indifferent voice to come from the opposite side, "Didn't you say he was your friend?"

Li Hanyang: "Do I have friends besides you?"

Fu Xingyun: ...

Then Li Hanyang sent the group photo to others.

Fu Xingyun looked at the photo on the phone screen with a dark face, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, bottomless.

"When did this happen."

Li Hanyang coughed unnaturally, "That was just now."

Fu Xingyun made a slight sound with his knuckles, recalling Lin Qiong's words about working overtime in his mind.

Lin Qiong, you are really good.

For a while, Li Hanyang also felt that he might have taken the meaning out of context, "Perhaps Lin Qiong might just go out for fun."

"Men are not all the same, as long as they go home."

"..."

For a while, Li Hanyang racked his brains to comfort and comfort his boudoir and resentful husband who had lived at home for a long time, "You two are married and have no feelings for each other, so don't be too sad..."

beep--

Before Li Hanyang finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

In the city, Lin Qiong was drowsy sitting on the bun, Wang Cheng said a few words to him from time to time, but the answer was dazed.

When the car was parked at the hotel, Wang Cheng realized that the man was still holding something in his hand. Seeing that he was not small.

Wang Cheng patted the person's cheek, "Lin Qiong woke up, she's here."

Lin Qiong opened his eyes in a daze, and then his eyes dimmed, "You don't hit people in the face."

"..."

Lin Qiong got out of the car, looking at the things in his hands, he couldn't help being curious, Wang Cheng asked, "What are you holding in your hands?"

Lin Qiong was in good spirits after this question, and raised her head above her head like a reappearance of the Lion King classic.

"..." Looking at the things in the person's hand, Wang Cheng said, "Was me?"

Lin Qiong corrected, "Mango."

Wang Cheng was surprised, "Where did you get such a big mango!"

Lin Qiong raised her head proudly, "Of course I bought it."

Wang Cheng was puzzled, "Where did you buy it, why don't I know?!"

People slept like dead pigs along the way, not to mention going to the fruit shop, without even opening their eyelids.

"Clubhouse" Lin Qiong lifted the heavy mangoes above his head, "I felt sweet when I ate the fruit plate, so I asked the people in the clubhouse if they had any for sale, and I bought them as soon as they were available."

Wang Cheng's eyebrows twitched for a moment, "Why did you buy it? Didn't you eat enough?"

Lin Qiong just woke up a little dazed, and smiled silly, "I tasted its sweetness, and I want to take it back for Xingyun to taste."

The evening wind on a summer night blows the young man's black hair, and his sincere and innocent smile is just as bright at night.

"Who is Xingyun?" Wang Cheng: "Your friend?"

Lin Qiong: "My husband."

Wang Cheng's eyebrows twitched even more, "You made that old man... no, why did you bring him back, he is so rich and hasn't eaten any good things."

Lin Qiong was really stunned by such a statement, he really didn't think much about it.

He only told him subconsciously that this thing is very fragrant, sweet and delicious like honey, and he wants to take it home for others to taste.

But what the other party said seems to be correct, Fu Xingyun should have eaten more rich and good things than him.

Wang Cheng looked at Lin Qiong helplessly, "Stop holding it, it will die in a while."

"No, the waiter in the clubhouse said that such a big mango can be stored for a week."

Wang Cheng: "I'm talking about your head."

"..."

Lin Qiong put down the mango silently, as if it was a little heavy.

Lin Qiong went back to the hotel to take a shower, when there was a knock on the door.

Wang Cheng's anxious face appeared, "Is my notebook here? I can't find it."

There are a lot of contact information for people in the industry.

Lin Qiong didn't know where she was, so she took a few steps back and asked someone to come in, "Come in and look for it, I'll go take a shower."

Wang Cheng searched without raising his head, "Okay, you can go."

He lowered his head to look for something, but there was a humming vibration in his ear.

It wasn't that he wanted to take a peek, but the screen of the other party's phone lit up automatically.

Xing Yun: "Where are you?"

knock!Isn't that the old pervert?

Now it's twelve o'clock in the middle of the night and still need to check the post. Wang Cheng was a little entangled in holding the phone for a while, and finally planned to let it go.

However, just as he was about to put down his phone, a call came from the opposite side.

The phone vibrated and the ringtone made one's scalp tingle, Wang Cheng hurriedly wanted to put it down, but he accidentally tapped on it with his finger.

"Damn it!!" A mouthful of national essence came out of his mouth uncontrollably.

Fu Xingyun, who heard the voice of a strange man on the other end, frowned.

Wang Cheng hurriedly reached out and pressed the hang up button.

The three-second call ended here...

Wang Cheng put down the phone with a guilty conscience, and wondered if he heard the call.

Because of guilty conscience, Wang Cheng still stayed in the room and waited for Lin Qiong to come out.

When he came out, he saw Wang Cheng sitting in the living room, "Did you find the notebook?"

"I found it." Wang Cheng's tone was a little erratic, "That?"

"what?"

"Your family called just now, and I answered it by accident."

Lin Qiong was a little surprised, "So late?"

Wang Cheng nodded.

"Then what did you say to him?"

Wang Cheng felt guilty, "Forget it."

Lin Qiong was curious, "What did you say?"

"Fuck..."

"..."

Wang Cheng: "Do you want to give him one back, so as not to misunderstand."

Lin Qiong thought about it too, "I'll find time for him to come back, and you should go back and rest first."

After the person left, Lin Qiong lay on the bed and played back for others, but no one answered the call.

Lin Qiong glanced at the time, it was getting late, she must be asleep, so she didn't worry about it.

The next day, Lin Qiong and Wang Cheng woke up early and prepared to return to Linshi.

When I walked out of the hotel, I happened to meet the macho photographer who was also going out.

"Brother, are you going back?"

Lin Qiong nodded, "Yes."

After hearing this, the macho photographer stepped forward and gave him a bear hug, "See you next month, brother."

Lin Qiong, who was almost strangled, patted his strong arm, "Remember to believe in yourself, ahem..."

It was only nine o'clock in the morning when the two drove back to Linshi.

Lin Qiong entered the door holding a big mango, "Xingyun! I'm back!"

However, there was no one in the living room.

Lin Qiong went all the way up to the third floor, and went to the study without even changing her clothes.

I saw the man sitting at the desk reading a book with an elusive expression on his face.

Like a bird returning home, Lin Qiong flapped her wings and flew towards the man.

"Xingyun, I'm back, the days without you are like years to me."

The man didn't even look at him, and gave an extremely indifferent "hmm".

Lin Qiong:?

"not in a good mood?"

Fu Xingyun said concisely, "No."

Lin Qiong put her head in front of the person, "Really?"

Fu Xingyun repeated again, "No."

"Okay." Lin Qiong spread out her hands, "You took the book down."

"..."

Although the other party didn't say anything, Lin Qiong could also feel that the other party was in a bad mood. It was like wiping off the ashes from the bottom of the pot that hadn't been washed for three days.

Lin Qiong poked her head, "Why are you unhappy?"

Only then did Fu Xingyun look at him squarely, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Lin Qiong was surprised, "You really want to know."

The man nodded with a dark face.

The next moment, Lin Qiong bowed her head in embarrassment, "I haven't seen you for a few years, I miss you a little."

Fu Xingyun took a deep breath, "What did you do last night?"

It would be bad if the other party knew that he was going out for a while, Lin Qiong opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Work overtime."

Fu Xingyun: "Really?"

Lin Qiong swallowed her saliva and said guiltily, "Really."

The next moment, the man took out his mobile phone, "Then what is this?"

There was a photo on the screen, and it was none other than Lin Qiong and the macho photographer.

Lin Qiong:! ! !

Fu Xingyun sneered, "Keep me in the dark, keep him in the quilt, right?"