After Aojiao's amnesia turned into a crying bag

"Barbecue?"

Holding a dozen barbecue nets in his arms, Fang Chuxi nodded: "There is a scene tonight that needs barbecue, and the shooting task near the camp just ended today, so Director Meng and the others plan to hold a barbecue party after that scene."

Lu Yunchuan took the barbecue net from his arms with one hand, and then picked up the barbecue stand next to him: "I'm quite free tonight."

As soon as this sentence was finished, Lu Yunchuan felt a little regretful.

What he actually wanted to express should be "I want to barbecue with you", but he always habitually wraps his words in several layers more than his inner thoughts.Although I am trying to change it, it is often not satisfactory.

Fortunately, Fang Chuxi heard his subtext, looked at those heavy tools, and nodded: "Okay."

The white workers who are delivered to your door, don't want them for nothing.

The people in the crew were basically instructed to prepare things for the barbecue. It was rare for everyone to work so enthusiastically, and a group of people discussed noisyly what to bake at night.Wu Zhi bragged about his skills in making barbecue seasonings, the prop teacher seriously told the actors not to finish eating the props before the filming was over, and the actors who were losing weight were negotiating with the agent for how many skewers to eat. When the person took out two packs of vacuum chicken breasts from the bag, the actor withered in place visible to the naked eye, causing everyone around to laugh.

While helping to set up the barbecue table, Fang Chuxi looked at the bustling people around with a smile, feeling happy from the bottom of her heart.

This is his favorite life, with a career he loves, partners with the same ambitions as him, and beautiful scenery.The setting sun in the distance dyes half of the sky in a color like fire. The orange-red clouds are in the shape of silk, elongated like strands of cotton wool, and gradually transition to purple and dark blue with the sky, while in the other half of the sky, gradually emerge The faintly twinkling stars are the prelude to the coming night.

Lu Yunchuan set up the grill with him beside him, his eyes fell on his smile, and his expression softened unconsciously.

Fang Chuxi, who is so lively and dedicated to love, seems to be filled with light, not dazzling, but soft, like moonlight soaking in people's hearts.

This is his moon.

When the night completely enveloped the land, the camp owner sent charcoal fires, and steam came out of the barbecue pits.Fang Chuxi helped cut the ingredients for the whole afternoon, and Lu Yunchuan was next to him to put on the sticks. It only took half an hour from the initial sloppy hands to the later skilled movements.

He cooperated with Fang Chuxi so smoothly that the crew members passing by were stunned - some of the skewers they were going to eat at night were actually worn by Mr. Lu himself.

That's Boss Lu with a net worth of tens of billions. He should be rich if he eats it.

Prepared a few large buckets of skewers, first took out some meat skewers to use as props for supporting actors, this scene requires some supporting actors who play soldiers to sit by the fire with skewers, and the heroine is dressed in a red dress clothes, dancing in the center of several piles of flames.

After a busy night, most of the people were very hungry, but the skewers that were baked as props exuded bursts of tempting aroma, brushed with the barbecue seasoning prepared by Wu Zhi himself, the aroma was so good that it almost hooked people's souls.

The people present collectively swallowed their saliva, and the actors finally understood why the prop teacher specially asked not to accidentally finish eating the props.

Fang Chuxi sat on the pony tie next to him, his stomach made a slight sound, and he licked his lips lightly while looking at the skewers not far away.

I'm really hungry.

The tip of the pink tongue rubbed against the lower lip, and the lips became a little redder than before. Lu Yunchuan happened to see this scene, and suddenly felt that the blood in his whole body was flowing fast, and his heart rate immediately accelerated.

He stood up suddenly: "I'll be back later."

Fang Chuxi's mind was full of the smell of meat, and he nodded casually without thinking about what he was going to do.

After a while, when all the fires were lit, the meat skewers were distributed to the actors.Meng Qi held a loudspeaker and yelled behind the camera: "Everyone, come on and shoot well, and eat meat after shooting, come on, get ready!"

""Emperor Yin" Act Six, Scene Four, action!"

Fang Chuxi's eyes flicked over the actors beside the fire who were munching meat and toasting to drink. Each of them held two or three meaty skewers in their hands, and he could feel how spicy and delicious the big piece of mutton was. Chewy, mouth watering...

Fang Chuxi's eyes suddenly fixed on an actor in the corner, blinked his eyes, and reconfirmed that he only took one skewer.

Did it just not bake enough?Or do you eat too fast and have already finished eating?

Although it didn't matter, Fang Chuxi couldn't help but pay more attention to him, and found a trace of... grievance in his expression.

Before he could think too much, Lu Yunchuan returned to his side, bent down and brought something in front of him, it was fragrant: "Eat something casually first."

Fang Chuxi took the two mutton skewers that were presented to her, and was stunned for a while, and suddenly understood where the little actor's resentment came from, and couldn't help feeling very complicated.

The dignified Mr. Lu, the head of the Lu Group in Beijing, the top of the domestic rich list, is also the largest investor of the crew.

...He actually snatched the strings of other young actors.

However, he has no right to criticize Lu Yunchuan, because the moment he took the skewer, he couldn't help taking a bite. He just realized the source of the skewer at this moment, but it was already too late.

In the actor's mind, they probably had become accomplices.

It sounds embarrassing for husband and wife to jointly grab skewers or something...

The last scene was filmed for nearly an hour and a half. The moment Meng Qi yelled "Cut", the crew almost cheered collectively, and began to pack their things, put on skewers and barbecue grills.

The night in the northwest was close to zero. Fang Chuxi put on his down jacket and sat by the barbecue table, waiting for Lu Yunchuan to hand him the baked potato chips and mutton.He originally wanted to play by himself, but Lu Yunchuan was standing by the barbecue table, with a look of "let me do what I want", so he simply sat beside him, waiting to see what kind of performance Lu can perform.

When the grilled skewers were handed over, he took a bite and was a little surprised—it was quite fragrant.

"How is it?" Lu Yunchuan pretended to ask casually while turning the stick of mutton skewers in his hand.

The night wind is gentle, a full moon hangs high above the head, and the galaxy is brilliant.

Fang Chuxi took another bite of the barbecue, raised her head, with a moonlight in her eyes:

"good to eat."

His voice was vague, but Lu Yunchuan's heart sank when he heard it.

Immediately afterwards, he lowered his head and roasted more seriously.

Half an hour later, Fang Chuxi looked at the mountains of skewers on the plate, clutching his stomach with difficulty: "I really can't eat anymore..."

Lu Yunchuan persuasively said, "Eat another small skewer."

Fang Chuxi shook her head: "My stomach is full, so I won't eat."

"Really?" Lu Yunchuan's eyes fell on his abdomen, and he slightly raised his eyebrows.

Fang Chuxi lifted the hem of her clothes subconsciously: "Yes, I don't believe you..."

His voice stopped abruptly, because Lu Yunchuan's slender fingers penetrated along the bottom of his clothes, and gently pressed against his abdomen.

Although separated by a layer of sweater, he could still feel the warmth from the opponent's palm. The slightly protruding abdomen was gently pressed by the man, and his little finger even rubbed against a small piece of exposed skin.

Before Fang Chuxi had time to react, Lu Yunchuan withdrew his hand and turned his gaze back to the skewers next to him as if nothing had happened.

The reddish color of the ears was swallowed by the light from the stove, and Mr. Lu still looked very calm: "Well, I'm really full."

Fang Chuxi: "..."

That night, Mr. Lu was kicked off the bed and hit the floor, and his treatment plummeted.

The author has something to say:

Lu Dagou: I am very calm.

Ajiu: You are blushing, don't pretend.

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There is a second watch around midnight, hey hey