Why Don't You Coax Me?

"That Oss is simply a piece of trash. Giving him so much money didn't accomplish anything in the end! It's like giving him a chance to be on a reality show for nothing!" Su Diandian was furious, pacing back and forth in the room.

"We made it very clear, and Oss also said that he would cooperate, but he suddenly changed his mind for some reason." The assistant was also very helpless, and could only explain helplessly.

"Give me the phone, I'll ask him personally." Su Diandian stretched out his hand.

The assistant was a little hesitant, but still complied, and gave Su Diandian the phone.

Su dialed Aussie's video call little by little. It seemed that he was masturbating over there, and only occasionally glanced at the camera.

"How do you do things? The money is taken, the reality show is on, is it worth it in the end?"

"I did promise you to try to find out Ran Shu's tone, or make some news, but I only promised to try, and I didn't say that it would be successful."

"If you throw a stone into the well, at least you can hear a sound, and throwing it here will have no follow-up!"

"I tried my best. After all your bosses came, I didn't have a chance to get close to Ran Shu."

"Then return the money, or I will make you unable to get along in the circle!"

Oss chuckled after hearing this: "You have difficulty turning over yourself, and you are threatening me? You can ask for more blessings, and die."

Su Diandian watched the video call being hung up, and quickly typed and cursed, only to find that she had been deleted as a friend.

Oss is not afraid of him at all.

Su Diandian was about to explode with anger: "Mr. Sang went to visit Ban Ranshu?"

"I heard that Ran Shu was swearing during the recording of the program, and Mr. Sang went to communicate with the program team to silence it."

"Go there in person after swearing? I almost don't have a job now, and he doesn't care about it. He might as well let go of the shopkeeper. He should ignore what he should care about, and he should be extra active."

Su Diandian was so angry that his chest heaved and he was panting violently, and finally cursed: "How can Ran Shu meet Mr. Sang, but I can only meet such useless old dog as Hu Yongqi!!!"

The assistant looked at the hysterical Su Diandian, feeling extremely tormented, planning to quit.

Su Diandian is afraid that it will be really difficult to turn over, and Su Diandian's mood has been very unstable recently, and being around him is suffering.

Now that he still has to watch Su Diandian and Aus Gou bite the dog, he feels that Su Diandian looks like a lost dog.

a few days later.

The crew's new shooting location.

"Hiss—" Ran Shu looked at the cut arm and took a deep breath.

The crew hurried over to check on his situation.

He took a rough look at the condition of the wound and said, "It's okay, the wound is quite shallow."

The wound was indeed not deep, that is to say, the skin had been cut, and there were spots of blood coming out.

Xiao Qi took Ran Shu away, applied iodophor for him, put on a few band-aids, and then he could continue shooting.

At night, Ran Shu took off his makeup, and when he went back to wash up, he was drenched in water and felt pain, so he remembered his wound.

He raised his arm to look at it, and the inspiration came immediately, he went out to pick up his mobile phone without even putting on his clothes, took a picture of the wound, and did not forget to P a picture, making the wound look pink and tender tender.

He sent the picture to Sang Xian.

RS: [image]

RS: I got hurt, it hurts so much~~~~

Sang Xian's reply was quite quick: Do you need me to call a private doctor for you?

Ran Shu looked at the screen of the phone, not knowing how to reply.

Sang Xian's way of handling it made him unable to find any faults. With this level of importance, it seemed that he would be sorry for his broken skin without sewing ten stitches.

RS: No, can you come and visit the class?

The message was sent, but there was no response from the other side.

Ran Shu became angry——

Is it so difficult for you to come to visit the class?

I don't blame you for your kidney deficiency, see if I can't do it? !

Ran Shu waited for a while, but still couldn't get a reply, so he immediately called Sang Xian, and the other person waited for a while before answering.

He immediately squeezed the clip and called out: "Boss Sang~~"

The opposite party hung up in seconds.

Ran Shu looked at the message that the call was over on the phone, his expression gradually became ferocious, and he dialed again immediately. As soon as the other party got connected, he roared: "Damn, you dare to hang up on me!!! You want to die, don't you?"

It only takes 10 seconds for Clip Ran to go from life to death.

The other person chuckled immediately, and answered him: "I thought someone else used your phone from the voice just now."

"Can't you hear my voice?" Ran Shu shouted until his voice almost broke.

"Now I hear it."

"Why didn't you reply when I sent you a message?!" Ran Shu continued to ask.

"Oh, I just went to check the air ticket and found that the flight time is not suitable. So I contacted my private flight and applied for the route. I will give you an accurate answer when I have definite news."

Sang Xian only travels in first class, if not first class, he would not choose it.

It wasn't that he was afraid of losing his status in the ordinary cabin, but that he was uncomfortable sitting in the ordinary cabin and couldn't stretch his legs.

"Oh..." Ran Shu's tone weakened immediately, "Actually... don't be so anxious."

"It's very urgent. I'm afraid that if I go late, your wound will heal."

"..." Ran Shu was silent for a while, "Your attitude is very good."

"Thank you for your appreciation."

Ran Shu coughed twice, adjusted his tone, and asked, "Then are you coming?"

"Reply to you later, it takes time to apply for the route."

"Oh."

"Go ahead and take a shower."

"how do you know?"

"The coffee table is glass."

Ran Shu quickly cut out the screen, and saw that he was standing next to the coffee table when he took the photo, and his figure was reflected in the coffee table.

Hmm...it was a bit short.

If I had known that even the mirror surface had been repaired, it was a hundred secrets and one sparse.

Ran Shu hung up the phone and went back to the bathroom to wash up. After washing, he burst out laughing.

After he finished washing, he didn't receive the news until late at night that Sang Xian would come to visit the class tomorrow.

Sang Xian came to visit the crew, and the crew has gotten used to it.

Some people even secretly rumored that Sang Xian had taken a fancy to the heroine. As the heroine, Meng Xinya said: Is there such a good thing?Why don't you even look at me if you like me?

Sang Xian sat on the edge of the shooting site and saw Ran Shu running towards him while taking a break, wearing a costume and holding the hem of his clothes, and the wig on his head was blown up by the wind.

That eager look was really interesting, as if his big baby was running towards him.

After Ran Shu rushed over, he immediately straightened his back, then lifted his sleeves, and showed his wound to Sang Xian: "Look!"

"Oh, it hurts quite badly, it's all red."

"That is!"

"I have experience with this injury, don't worry, it won't leave a scar."

"Do you have experience?" Ran Shu sat beside Sang Xian with his clothes on, asking suspiciously.

"Well, there used to be a chihuahua that always cried and scratched my back, leaving marks similar to this wound."

"..." Ran Shu picked up the water glass and drank with the straw in his mouth.

Not only did he scratch, he also bit, pulled his hair, and cursed.

Ordinary people definitely can't stand him like this, but Sang Xian is different, he is perverted, and he likes it very much.

Sang Xian talked about other things: "I brought the chef, and we will have lunch together later."

"Okay, I'm almost finished filming the morning scene." Ran Shu said, suddenly lowering his voice, "Someone in the crew told you that you have a crush on the heroine."

"Who is the girl?"

"Did you see that girl in the smoky blue dress?"

Sang Xian really took a look, and then asked seriously: "Do you need me to invest in this drama?"

"Huh? Are you really into it?"

"The way of persuasion is not very good, and the clothes look like a maid, will it lower your grade?"

"Do you think that I have to wear a dragon robe to be majestic enough?"

"Ah."

"For a wealthy person with no vision, I should wear a golden dress with your company's LOGO printed on the back. When doing special effects in the later stage, the LOGO should shine brightly. Only rich people like you will like it."

Sang Xian didn't speak any more, just responded with a slight smile.

When eating at noon, the two sat in the nanny's car.

There were only the two of them in the car, and Sang Xian sat opposite Ran Shu.

Ran Shu immediately moved his body, patted his side, and said, "Sit here!"

"why?"

"Feed me."

"Hello?" Sang Xian was very surprised.

Ran Shu immediately raised his hand and rolled up his sleeves to show him his wound: "I'm hurt! It hurts so much! Don't you take care of me?"

Sang Xian could only sit beside Ran Shu, picked up a spoon to feed Ran Shu.

Ran Shu was still dissatisfied, glanced at it rather disgustingly and said: "Dig such a big piece, can I swallow it?"

"Others may not, but you can."

"Are you calling me a big mouth?"

"It's pretty big."

"Don't eat!"

Sang Xian could only dig another spoonful, the portion was a little less, and fed it to Ran Shu's mouth.

Ran Shu was finally satisfied and opened his mouth to eat.

As if afraid that Sang Xian would think his mouth was too big, he purposely opened it small.

Sang Xian didn't seem to notice Ran Shu's pretentiousness, and continued to feed him, and he continued to command: "I want to eat this pork rib, you pick the meat off and give it to me."

"it is good."

It took a long time to feed, and Ran Shu was not full yet, when Sang Xian got a call, he could only get out of the car to answer it.

Ran Shu looked at it with his head, and then picked up the chopsticks to eat a big piece by himself.

As expected of a famous chef, what he cooks is delicious.

When Ran Shu was eating with gusto, Sang Xian got into the car suddenly, and Ran Shu was so startled that he swallowed quickly, but he couldn't swallow it instantly.Fortunately, Sang Xian handed him a water glass, and he quickly took a few sips and swallowed the food smoothly.

Feeling more comfortable, Ran Shu looked at Sang Xian.

As expected of Sang Xian, Sang Xian was not surprised when he encountered such a situation. Instead, he got used to it and asked, "Are you full? Do you still want to feed me?"

"Humph——" Ran Shu snorted lightly, and came up with a trick, "Going to answer the phone halfway through the meal, spoiling the fun, I don't even have an appetite, you can eat by yourself."

"Well, good." Sang offered to take a seat and finally started to eat.

Ran Shu swallowed the mouthful just now too quickly. Although he swallowed smoothly, he began to hiccup with even intervals, as if he was giving Sang a meal accompaniment.

Ran Shu could only drink water through a straw to cover up his embarrassment, and Sang Xian continued to eat as if he didn't notice.

After the two of them finished eating, they went to rinse their mouths with mouthwash one after another, and then came back to sit quietly.

Sang Xian touched Ran Shu's with the toe of his leather shoe, and asked, "Can I rub your feet for you?"

Ran Shu immediately became displeased, you didn't touch the clean ones before, but now you are showing filial piety?

He didn't even want to take off his shoes, he was afraid that the shoes in the costume would be airtight, and when he took off his shoes, the fragrance would spread, and this ex would completely become an ex.

He could only reply unhappily: "No!"

Sang Xian held Ran Shu's wrist and helped him disinfect the wound.

He leaned over and asked, "Don't you have to lick the wound twice?"

"Read less romance novels."

"You've licked it before!"

"I was simply trying to take advantage."

"You don't want to take it now? The old bacon is out of your eyes?"

"So you want to..."

Hearing Sang Xian's tone of restrained laughter, he immediately withdrew his arm and leaned against the seat sadly and desolately, like a helpless sufferer: "Let the wound worsen, if one day I amputate, I can't give it to your company." It’s not my wish to make money, I’ve tried my best.”

Sang Xian ignored his complaints, grabbed his wrist and continued to sterilize.

Ran Shu continued on the verge of tears: "I met the wrong person after all... I thought you would care about me, but... oh..."

"Tsk—I don't want to lick iodophor."

"..." That's right, most of it has been painted, and he can't wash it anymore, so he can only turn his words sharply, "You're impatient, tsk me."

"Then I should pay more attention to it."

"Ah."

Sang Xian reached out for his mobile phone and said, "I'll contact the doctor and make an appointment for amputation."

Ran Shu seemed to be terminally ill before, but now he sat up startled in his dying illness, and stretched out his hand to pinch Sang Xian's neck.

Sang Xian hugged him onto her lap, went over to kiss him on the lips.

Ran Shu didn't resist, and the hand that was pinching his neck before was now supporting Sang Xian's neck.

From time to time, people from the production team passed by outside the car. They seemed to be tidying up the venue and preparing for the afternoon shooting. Voices could be vaguely heard inside the car.

The inside of the car fell into silence, except for the rustling of clothes, there was only the sound of gradually chaotic breathing.

When Ran Shu got out of the car, his footsteps were a little wandering, and he swayed to find a makeup artist to touch up his makeup.

The kiss was a little fierce, a little lack of oxygen...

Sang Xian didn't get out of the car for a long time, holding a shirt button in his hand, he was stunned for a while.

In his opinion, Ran Shu, who is weak and unable to take care of himself, can tear off the buttons with his bare hands for the sake of his chest muscles, how can he find someone to sew them on?

In the end, he could only find a sewing kit in Ran Shu's car, and sew buttons seriously by himself.

Fortunately, a sewing kit is always on hand at Ran Shu.

Come to think of it, if Ran Shu was here at this moment, he would be very happy to appreciate the picture of the muscular and shirtless man earnestly sewing buttons on his shirt, and the sewing needle in Sang Xian's big hand looked extraordinarily small.

I like Ran Shu, he is really versatile.

The author has something to say:

Today's talent show: Mr. Ba sews buttons.

Ran Shu: I was seriously injured, but I can pull off the buttons with my bare hands. Love makes me infinitely strong.