Perfect Two

Fu Zhou said don't worry about it, Su Minglin can only film well.While Cheng Zi was still persuading Xiao Luo, his mother came to the set and politely took Xiao Luo away.But looking at her face, I can feel her aura, which is not pleasant.

Xiao Luo followed behind her mother dejectedly, with her head in a daze, and gray negative emotions exuded all over her body.Chengzi thought for a while, then chased after him.Su Minglin wanted to speak out to stop him, but after thinking about it, he stopped himself first.

Cheng Zi is not the one who sees it the most clearly. She even has a silly natural impulse in her body, which is very pure and a little unworldly.But among these people, she is the one who thinks closest to the little boss.She has a kind of generosity and tolerance, and she can engage with many kinds of ideas.Not just the little boss, she can keep up with many people, even senior brother.

Xiao Luo's mother is also a sensible person, she stopped and talked with Cheng Zi for a while, and said goodbye to Cheng Zi seriously when she left.

Su Minglin thought to himself, "That's true", and asked Chengzi what he said to the other party, which actually calmed down the other party's emotions.

"Where is the comfort? You have to know that her son was abducted by us for one night after the accident, and she didn't tell her. If you think about it for a while, you will think that we are deceiving her son. As a mother, it is impossible to be Soothed."

"I saw that she had a good temper when she left!"

Chengzi sighed: "She is well-bred. Anyway, I just apologized and explained what happened last night. Otherwise, if Xiaoluo told her when I went back, and she didn't believe it, I should argue."

Su Minglin also sighed: "I still have to go to the door with the little boss and the senior brother. That's enough, cheer up, we are all listless, what do other people think? Familiarize yourself with the lines again, and don't make mistakes."

Cheng Zi patted his face, turned off his phone, and stopped surfing the Internet.The life of the crew continued as usual, except for the lack of a supporting role, there was no difference from usual.I've been in this industry for a long time, and I've read too much of these gossip news, so it's only fresh for a while.

People outside will also watch.But people outside only see one layer, and they see one layer more than those people in the industry.Added together, they are just appearances. They know how unreal these things are, and they also understand how untrue they are.

Originally, it was an industry with a lot of disputes. It is not guaranteed that anyone has any bad intentions. If you don't want to provoke them, they will come to you instead.If good and evil cannot be established, what does it matter if things are true or false?

Whether he is true or not, anyway, my work will not be affected at all, if I don't do well, I will still be scolded, and my first day is still in the foreseeable future.work hard!

At this time, Cheng Xirong catches up on sleep at home.

He hung up two bottles of water in the emergency room, took the corset back, and he has recovered.To his own surprise, he found that he was much better.Then after tossing, I just feel uncomfortable because of the pain in the chest, and then I cry too hard, and my breathing is affected.

Even without medicine, the heart is working well.Compared with ordinary people, it is weaker and not as powerful as healthy people.But in short, it has been maintained in that state, and there is no problem.

Looks like the recovery time is shorter than predicted, so it's working right away!It won't be long before you can return to the crew!In the future, you can do it according to your ideas, and finally get on the right track.

Before going to bed, Cheng Xirong was excited by this knowledge, and began to emphasize to Fu Zhou: "I'm fine, and my bones are not misplaced. I feel pretty good."

After getting along for so long, Cheng Xirong can be considered to know Fu Zhou well, and knows the extent of his fluff in certain aspects.For example, take care of your body.Fu Zhou is much more cautious than Cheng Xirong himself. He has been staring at Cheng Xirong's basic necessities of life. If he cannot eat anything, he cannot even touch it.Going to bed early is good for your health, so you must not stay up late.

Fu Zhou completely "guarded" Cheng Xirong, almost forcing him.Cheng Xirong himself felt that his health was much better, but if Fu Zhou didn't think so, it would be useless.So he wanted to instill this knowledge in Fu Zhou as soon as possible, so that he could realize that he was ready to start working.

As a result, when he read it for the third time, Fu Zhou suddenly bent over and moved closer.The two of them were not far away, and Cheng Xirong was just sitting on the bed, ready to lie down.Fu Zhou was standing beside the bed, with such a simple and casual downward movement, for some reason, he poured a lot of force into it, and it looked extraordinarily vigorous.

Cheng Xirong vaguely felt a fierce wind blowing towards his face, brushing the hair by his ear and hitting the wall behind him.In fact, there was nothing, but when he looked into Fu Zhou's eyes, he saw a strong wind.

Then Fu Zhou stopped in front of him, time was stopped by him, and the surrounding air remained still.This aura was too sudden and powerful, Cheng Xirong stopped his movements, kept his head slightly up, and looked at the face a few centimeters away.

And those eyes.

Cheng Xirong thought, what happened?angry?or pain?What is he suppressing?

Am I being too wordy?

When thinking this way, Fu Zhou stretched out his hand, hugged Cheng Xirong into his arms, and then pressed Cheng Xirong to his chest.It looks extremely powerful, but its movements are extremely careful, so light that it cannot be lighter.

Cheng Xirong: "..."

What nerve?How can there be such divided people?

Then Fu Zhou's hand went up and stopped on the back of Cheng Xirong's head.He continued down by himself, dropping a kiss.There was nothing excessive or exaggerated, just a very raging kiss.It must have been as long as a century, and Fu Zhou let go only when Cheng Xirong felt that he needed another breath of oxygen. ,

Both of them were panting, Fu Zhou pulled up the thin sheet, wrapped Cheng Xirong up and pressed him on the bed, then turned around and went out...just like that...leaving Cheng Xirong with his arms sticking to his side, only using his tongue To soothe hot lips.

It's so nerve-wracking...

The previous excitement became another kind of indescribable subtlety, and Cheng Xirong fell asleep in this bliss.The sky is already bright, and a line of fish-belly white has just emerged, which is very shallow, but very dazzling.

He slept until the afternoon, and Cheng Xirong woke up when he felt chest tightness when he turned over, and he couldn't relieve it after patting him a few times.It was only when he opened his eyes that he remembered that he was wearing a straitjacket and couldn't take it off for the time being.

It will take a few days...

Cheng Xirong rubbed his eyes, yawned and sat up.The house is very quiet, and there is no sound outside.A piece of paper was placed beside the bed, and Fu Zhou left a message: "Go out for something, remember to take medicine when you wake up."

The words are extremely scribbled, and I wish I could finish a paragraph in one stroke.Cheng Xirong threw the note aside, then picked it up again.

It seems that it is not the same as usual.Is it too sloppy?

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