The Demon King smashed his brain

Zhang Huai still went to work the next day.

On the one hand, his body is really fine, on the other hand, he doesn't know how to face Yin Jiuzhao.

Yin Jiuzhao can be said to be resigned to him.

This kind of attitude can hardly be described as "loyalty", but another feeling that he can't describe.

Especially the sentence Yin Jiuzhao said last night, saying that he can bear how he treats him.

Yin Jiuzhao's voice was already deep and pleasant, and coupled with his aura, he had an aura of calmness and prestige, but when he stared at Zhang Huai like that, his voice was a little hoarse and restrained, and suddenly Making Zhang Huai feel like being burned by fire.

How did that happen.

He actually felt that Yin Jiuzhao's words were a little seductive.

Zhang Huai knew he shouldn't, but he really couldn't control his thoughts.

It seems that compared with Li Yu who is a vixen, he is not much better.

As soon as he saw the marks on Yin Jiuzhao's neck, he became flustered and confused. He thought that legendary creatures like dragons, as described in many entertainment works, had rough skin, thick flesh and strong resilience. The trace was still there on the second day, like a strange and hideous collar, and Yin Jiuzhao didn't have any intention of dealing with it.

In the final analysis, it was because he "went crazy" last night that things would develop like this.

Zhang Huai suspected that he might really have lost his mind.

At that time, he was still at the dinner table to drink medicine, but the next moment he was sitting on Yin Jiuzhao.

How he sat on Yin Jiuzhao's body had no clue at all.

Just like drinking and drinking fragments, the memory in the middle was cut off, full of doubts.

He couldn't ask Yin Jiuzhao what was wrong with him, maybe Yin Jiuzhao was also confused, and he was strangled by him, which happened for no reason.

No matter how he thought about it, he went crazy and forced Yin Jiuzhao.

Zhang Huai wanted to go to the hospital for a checkup, but he didn't know how to describe it, or how to speak.

And after this incident, his restlessness, as if it had never existed, disappeared immediately, so much so that he thought he would toss and turn and have difficulty falling asleep at night, but he didn't expect to sleep until dawn, refreshed .

His dazed look was extremely conspicuous, and the people in the studio secretly exchanged a few glances, and then pushed the makeup artist who usually had a good relationship with him to come forward and ask.

"Ah Huai, what happened to you?"

"no!"

Zhang Huai was startled, and he denied it like a conditioned reflex, but he would only give people an affirmative answer in this way.

The makeup artist hesitated to speak.

Zhang Huai's mind was already in confusion, but when he was asked, Yin Jiuzhao's mind was filled with Yin Jiuzhao, constantly replaying the other party's words.

A thought suddenly arises, could it be... Could it be that Yin Jiuzhao also, like he guessed Li Yu before, has that kind of indescribable relationship with the Lord Demon King? !

This conjecture fell like a thunderbolt, and the sky also exploded with thunder. Looking out of the window, the sky was covered with dark clouds at some point, and there was a faint white light among the clouds.

When I went out to check the weather forecast this morning, it didn't seem to say that there would be such a heavy rain today?

The make-up artist trembled from the thunder, and subconsciously raised her hand to touch the top of her head. She almost thought that her ears were going to pop out.

In fact, they are naturally not afraid of ordinary thunder, it's just...

She looked up at the sky calmly, and the coercion was just like the black cloud, pressing on top of their heads, making them feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

"Speaking of which," Zhang Huai asked, "Where did Li Yu go?"

I didn't see Li Yu in the studio today, is there something else to be busy with?

He was just curious. After all, even though Li Yu was a superior, he came here as if clocking in for work every day. He had expected it, but he was really surprised if he didn't see it.

"Mr. Li said... go and stretch your muscles."

The makeup artist whispered.

After speaking, she looked up again.

Damn, with that black face from before, you can tell at a glance that you are extremely upset, and it is self-evident what it means to exercise your muscles and bones.

Can the opponent who is exercising with him still survive?

If it can live, where is it sacred?

Oh, but Zhang Huai took the initiative to ask about his whereabouts. Telling him about this incident should make him feel better.

The old ancestors are in a happy mood, and they will be better off.

"Ahuai!"

Ian's voice came.

"Come here, come here!"

So Zhang Huai, who originally wanted to continue asking, was distracted and called over.

Ian held a SLR camera in his hand and showed him the photos on the screen.

It was him who was photographed, and it should have been captured just now.

The composition and light and shadow are captured very well, even a layman like Zhang Huai has to say that the shooting is really good.

It is not without reason that Ian was recruited. He is clearly a rookie photographer, but his level is quite high.

Zhang Huai: "Okay, you, you actually secretly took pictures of me while I wasn't paying attention."

"Because I thought Ah Huai was pretty, I took a picture of it." Ian said with a smile.

It seems that Ian said such words casually, not frivolously, anyone can get his sincere praise.

Zhang Huai couldn't come to a conclusion about what Ian's true thoughts were. No matter what kind of feelings he had, he could feel that Ian was really sincere to him.

If it was in the past, if he saw that a stranger might have such an attempt on him, he should have kept away from the other party and used this to gain benefits, but now he can't do this.

It was already confusing enough, so I decided not to struggle with it like an excess of self-awareness and just let it be.

So when Yi'an proposed "date" again, Zhang Huai was very calm and composed, maybe he just went out with his friends for a few laps, what's the big deal.

Although he hadn't experienced it, wouldn't good brothers come and go gay? He couldn't be cowardly.

"That might have to wait until next weekend, when we are on vacation," he said.

"Or do you just want to have a meal with me? There's not enough time after get off work."

Zhang Huai thought that he had already done a good job of psychological construction, and he was extremely open-minded, without the slightest awareness of what kind of ambiguity his words could extend.

"Oh," Ian laughed, "That's really not enough, I want to stay with Ah Huai for a longer time."

"How about today, don't wait any longer, today will be a good day."

good day?

Zhang Huai looked hesitantly at the dark sky outside the window.

I don't know how long it will take to brew, how much heavy rain does this have to be?

No, the weather is second to none. Maybe it's just thunder and no rain.

He said to Ian vigilantly, "I won't skip work with you."

"How could it be skipping work?"

"then you……"

"What? Did you ask clearly?!"

The director's voice suddenly came from the other end.

His mood was almost furious, otherwise his voice wouldn't be so loud that everyone in the studio couldn't help but look sideways.

The director didn't care about this, he just furiously waited for the trembling assistant in front of him to answer.

"Yes, yes, that's what it said over there..."

Then the director cursed and threw all the documents in his hand on the table.

"I'm ready for everything, but he can't do it now??"

I'm sorry, although Zhang Huai knew that what the director was talking about should be about work, he still wandered into some indescribable scenes.

This damn, overdeveloped divergent thinking.

Although maybe in that scene, he was in the same distraught mood as the current director.

I saw him make a few phone calls, and his complexion became worse and worse at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally, he called the heads of the various groups in the studio and said something.

It was only later that Zhang Huai learned that the costumes originally used for filming today could not be delivered on time.

Without clothes, it's hard for a smart woman to cook without rice, so naturally she can't do anything, and the progress can only be stopped abruptly.

He didn't know much about these time arrangements, and it had nothing to do with him. There was nothing to do if they were left in the studio, so the director gave them a vacation.

The others wailed, this amount of falsehood is definitely not worth the various jobs that will happen later, even a spirited monster does not want to work overtime.

"That's great," Ian said to Zhang Huai, applauding happily behind his back without the supervisor seeing, "Now you don't have to skip work."

Now that they are on vacation like this, according to what they said before, it is natural to go on a date together.

Zhang Huai paused for a moment, looking at his appearance, he almost thought that he already knew about it.

……how can that be possible?

It should be that Ian's "skipping work" was just a joke, but it really came true.

They were about to leave together when the assistant at the side asked them if they wanted to go out somewhere to play together.

People just asked casually, but Ian smiled shyly: "Yes, we are going on a date."

His tone was brisk, making it hard to tell whether it was a joke or the truth.

The assistant turned pale with fright.

She didn't even see her expression like this when she was sprayed bloody by the director before, and she couldn't even take care of the messed up work for a while.

"Dating??"

She raised her voice.

It was like a replay of the scene, and everyone in the studio focused their eyes again, and then they suddenly understood what was happening. For some reason, they were as panic-stricken as the assistant.

Otherwise, Li Yu didn't know when he would come back, he didn't even need to ask, he knew that Zhang Huai had been here today, and then went on a date with someone.

The old ancestor was in a bad mood at first, and he didn't know who to find some unlucky guy to vent his anger. If he came back and found out about this...

Just imagine a little bit, and their fur will explode.

date, date...

Oh, it seems like this happened before?When they were in the studio, they always paid a little attention to Zhang Huai's movements, and just listened to it, but their memories were vague and they couldn't remember clearly.

"What's wrong?"

Ian looked at the assistant with some doubts.

The assistant was racking his brains to think about how to dissuade them from their date, but when he met Ian's eyes, a deep feeling of unbearable and guilt suddenly rose in his heart.

But Xiao Yi is innocent, she couldn't help thinking.

In this case, wouldn't it be targeted at Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi has such a good personality and treats them so well...

She seemed to have lost her mind and became dazed.

"Okay," she said, "good luck to you."

"Thank you."

Ian said, he glanced at the other people in the studio, with a bright smile on his face as always.

"What else happened, let's go, let's go."

He took Zhang Huai who didn't know why and left.Zhang Huai and Ian went to a very famous shopping mall nearby.

To be honest, when two men "dated", he couldn't think of where to go or what to do, so it was up to Ian to decide.

But he asked tentatively, and Ian replied, "Go and order French fries first."

"……what?"

"Aren't you hungry?" Ian said while leading the way, "Eat something first, ah, this is the place, I really like the taste of French fries here!"

Zhang Huai was a little surprised by his high spirits.

He had no idea about this kind of food, since Ian recommended it, he tried to eat some, but he didn't taste anything special.

It's delicious, but don't all French fries taste like this?

The next moment, Zhang Huai saw Ian reaching out to him, and pressed his thumb to the corner of his lips.

Before he could react, he felt the corners of his lips being rubbed twice, intentionally or unintentionally, and then retracted.

"It's got ketchup on it."

Ian laughed.

Then he stuck out his tongue, and naturally licked away the bit of sauce on his fingertips.

Perhaps it was the foil of the sauce, for a moment, the tip of his tongue was so scarlet.

The author has something to say: ah, this guy is really a teaser (

But not seagulls (grass