Paranoid captivity: I was madly criticized by Shao Xie

"Arrange you? What can you arrange?" Lu Qingxian looked at Xie Jingheng innocently, "You have hands and feet, and you still need me to arrange them?"

"I warn you, you'd better speak well." Xie Jingheng raised his hand, letting Lu Qingxian see the oil on his hand, "If you talk like that again, I'm going to touch your face."

"Don't make trouble." Lu Qingxian slapped him on the arm, "There is really nothing planned, do you still want to go to the recording site?"

"This is a slow variety show about life. The filming location is in the secluded countryside of Suzhou City. There may not even be a decent homestay there."

"If you go, where will you live? With the film crew?"

"I can't live with you?" There was obvious resentment in Xie Jingheng's words.

"Of course not, brother with a camera."

"Uh..." Xie Jingheng was silent for a while, took two more dough pieces and rolled them into the pot, flipped them with chopsticks, and said casually, "Break the contract..."

"Ah?" Lu Qingxian almost doubted his ears.

"I'll pay you liquidated damages, don't go." Xie Jingheng turned his head and glanced at him, "I don't want to be separated from you, not even for a day, let alone for a week."

"Uh..." Lu Qingxian rolled his eyes at him, "Comrade Xie Jingheng, everyone should have their own work and space, no matter how sticky they are, they can't be together all the time, okay?"

"And don't you know that Xiaobie is better than newly married? Appropriate separation can make the relationship better."

Xie Jingheng's expression remained unchanged, "That's someone else, I don't need to separate from you, and I'm always better than a newlywed."

"There are two choices in front of you now, either find a way to bring me, or ask Nan Nan to terminate the contract for you."

Lu Qingxian looked up to the sky and sighed, "You might as well tie me to your waistband."

"To tell you the truth, I really want to." Xie Jingheng took out the fritters and put another one in.

"I just want to guard you now, and take you with me wherever I go."

Seeing his serious appearance, Lu Qingxian sighed, "I've convinced you, you're clingy to death, are you a dog skin plaster?"

The words were complaining, but the tone was a bit sweet that couldn't be concealed.

"Yeah." Xie Jingheng leaned over and kissed Lu Qingxian again, "I'm your dog skin plaster, I'll go wherever you go."

Just as Lu Qingxian was about to speak, a voice sounded faintly behind him, "I'm hungry..."

"Uh..." Startled, Lu Qingxian turned his head and saw that Zheng Yuyang was standing at the corner, staring at the deep-fried dough sticks in the pot.

He calmed down, took a fried stick with chopsticks and handed it to Zheng Yuyang, and asked him casually, "Yangyang, when did you come?"

"When you talked about the Ganges." Zheng Yuyang took a bite of the fried dough sticks, then went to see Xie Jingheng, "You forgot to put salt."

Xie Jingheng: "..."

Why is this kid so speechless?

Eat for free, but also pick and choose.

He coughed lightly, speaking very righteously, "There are small pickles, and I didn't put any salt on purpose."

"Oh." Zheng Yuyang looked at the cooking table, did not see the small pickles in Xie Jingheng's mouth, and then looked back at Xie Jingheng asking him directly, "Have you put salt in the pickles? I want to eat them."

Xie Jingheng regretted letting Zheng Yuyang come and live with them.

This guy has talked a lot in the past two days, but none of the words he said was pleasant.

If Cheng Xiaoyun likes to jump up and down and howl to make trouble like a Tibetan mastiff, Zheng Yuyang is that kind of very quiet dog.

Either he doesn't bite, but as long as he bites, he can't wait to bite you to death.

Lu Qingxian looked at Xie Jingheng and Zheng Yuyang, his eyes gradually turned warm, he wanted to laugh but held back.

Glancing at Zheng Yuyang who was holding fried dough sticks in his hands and waiting for pickles, he sent him away from Xie Jingheng's eyes, "Go to the dining table and wait, and I'll bring it to you later."

Zheng Yuyang nodded, "Well, remember to ask Brother Heng to put salt in the pickled vegetables."

"Okay, okay, put salt, definitely put salt." Lu Qingxian couldn't help laughing, and forced Zheng Yuyang to coax him away.

Zheng Yuyang walked on the front foot, and he laughed on the back foot, "How is it, Brother Heng, is it okay to be demolished by your own brother?"

Xie Jingheng held the chopsticks blankly and flipped the fried dough sticks in the oil pan, "Those who go to India should add another one."

"Hahaha." Lu Qingxian laughed, and patted Xie Jingheng's arm, "Where is the pickle you mentioned? I'll go get it."

"In the refrigerator." Xie Jingheng's voice was chilly, "There is no need to put any more salt, I will."

"Okay, okay, let it go." Lu Qingxian coaxed Xie Jingheng perfunctorily, "I will definitely tell Yang Yang that Brother Heng put salt in the pickles, there is no need to remind him."

"Well……"--

After Cheng Xiaoyun and Fang Su went to India, Yu Hang simply grew up in Xie Jingheng's small building, staying in the guest room at night and never leaving.

Song Yuming followed suit and moved here, abandoning Zheng Yuyang's obviously larger room, and going to share the smaller guest room with Yuhang instead.

Two days later, Fang Shengnan also came back, looking a little thinner, but looking good.

Fang Shengnan didn't stay here for dinner, met and chatted with Lu Qingxian for a long time, then left in a hurry.

In her words, she still has a team to manage, so she has no time to stay.

Yu Hang sent the man out, and when he came back, he leaned in front of Lu Qingxian, "Brother Xian, Nan Nan really didn't mention Xiaoyun a word, are they really having a fight?"

Lu Qingxian was still thinking about Fang Shengnan's words, but when he heard Yu Hang's question, he looked at him, and said earnestly, "Both of them are adults, and they know it well."

Yu Hang: "..."

He didn't know if Fang Shengnan knew anything in his heart, but Cheng Xiaoyun definitely didn't.

Seeing that Lu Qingxian didn't want to say more about this matter, Yu Hang put down this question and changed to another one, "What did Nan Nan say just now? I listened to the whole process, but I didn't quite understand it."

This can be answered, Lu Qingxian thought for a while, and used a straightforward statement to make Yu Hang understand what he said, "Some public relations handling is a means for me to clean up my whitewashing and restore my reputation."

"Oh, that's it." Yu Hang thought for a while, and continued to be curious, "Then Nan Nan's mouth is embedding thread, instigating rebellion, stepping back, water army and marketing account, what are they all about?"

"It's a bit cumbersome to explain."