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Chapter 262 Apple Flavored President Feng

Xia Han thought it was a bit strange for Feng Qi to ask this question, because she didn't need a male god.

"Must there be a male god? I like myself the most." She tilted her head with an innocent expression on her face.

Feng Qi felt that his nose was a little itchy. He was already in an extremely excited state, but seeing her cuteness now, he couldn't control himself.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Xia Han's eyes widened.

Feng Qi suddenly raised his head and covered his nose with his hand, but it was too late, a drop of bright red nosebleed still dripped down, directly staining his suit pants red.

Mr. Feng had a nosebleed, and the people around him were in chaos immediately.

The little assistant at the side was very winking, and handed him a big towel, but instead of blocking his nose first, he put it on the heels of his legs first, so as not to be seen making a fool of himself.

After taking care of the key parts, someone handed over a wet tissue, wiped the forehead, and blocked the nose.

It wasn't until his nosebleed was completely stopped that they dispersed.

"The weather is relatively dry recently." Feng Qi coughed lightly and explained in a low voice.

It's just that the tips of his ears turned red again, perhaps because he was too embarrassed, this time his ears were especially red, completely congested.

"Well, are you going to change?" Xia Han's gaze stayed on the drop of blood on his suit pants.

Feng Qi moved his legs uncomfortably. He felt that the place Xia Han was staring at was like being burned by the sun's rays, which made him feel hot.

He shook his head.

"Wait a minute."

He really wanted to change his clothes, but unfortunately his body was still in a kind of hot excitement, and he couldn't stand up at all.

Xia Han ignored him and immersed herself in the script again, but remembering what Director Zheng had reprimanded, she frowned deeply again.

She really needs a male god, a man who is perfect in her eyes, a man who Xia Han can't hold back if he looks at him.

No matter what it is in reality, as long as it is that kind of god-like existence in her imagination.

But because she was a little disappointed in the man in reality, she couldn't imagine it at all.

Feng Qi's eyes fixed on her again, the little annoyance when she pursed her lips, the little anxiety when she frowned, every tiny little movement was like a carving knife in his mind, deeply engraving these pictures into his mind. Once engraved, it can never be erased.

He felt that he was completely planted.

It fell into the hands of this woman named Xia Han.

And planted willingly.

"Xia Han, what do you think of me?" Feng Qi took a light breath, crossed his legs, straightened his back, and tried to pose like a male god.

Xia Han raised his head and looked at him inexplicably.

"You need a male god, and I happen to belong to this category. My appearance, temperament, and family background are all excellent. Everyone on Weibo calls me the president's husband."

He couldn't bear it any longer, and decided to recommend himself shamelessly.

Xia Han is really too slow, obviously he is in front of her every day, and the conditions are so good in all aspects, if other female artists, I'm afraid they would have pounced on her long ago, but she has always been indifferent, if he didn't make it clear , I guess in Xia Han's eyes, he is no different from a mouse.

Xia Han blinked, and looked him up and down.

"What do you smell like?"

She suddenly asked such a sentence, which completely confused Feng Qi.

"Why don't you try it first?" He asked shamelessly.

Xia Han continued to blink, she pursed her red lips and thought for a long time.

"I can't remember what you smell like. The number of times we have dinner together is too small, only the one last night. The smell of fresh shrimp?"

She tilted her head with a completely troubled expression.

When Feng Qi heard her say that, he was about to cry. He wanted to make an appointment for dinner. The problem was that Xia Han didn't have time.

What's more, she was Chu Yu's girlfriend before, even if he thought of Xia Han day and night, he didn't dare to ask her out frequently, if caught by the media, she would bear the bad reputation herself in the end.

"What does Chu Yu taste like in your impression?"

Feng Qi spoke quickly, and spoke out what was on his mind.

The atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became extremely quiet and awkward.

Feng Qi wished he could give himself two slaps, hehe, I told you to speak quickly.

He is obviously a man with strong self-control, but as long as he faces Xia Han, all his proud abilities will be wiped out.

Like a rash and reckless Lengtouqing, wandering in anxiety and self-doubt.

"It used to taste delicious grapes, but now it tastes like rotten grapes."

Xia Han froze for a moment before answering him.

She answered very directly, without any evasion, and her expression was calm.

Feng Qi stared at her blankly, trying to see from her expression whether she had a sad atmosphere, whether she was tearing open her bloody wound for him to see.

But Xia Han was so calm that he couldn't see anything at all.

"Because he wore grape-flavored lip balm when you did the first scene, so he's grape-flavored?"

After holding back for a long time, he still asked.

Xia Han nodded: "I prefer to eat. When I'm with someone, I always like to mark them with the smell of food. The circle is like a delicious mille-feuille cake. Being with her is always sweet Yes. Li Yue is like a pancake fruit, he may not look good, but he is absolutely inseparable from him..."

Because of Feng Qi's questioning, Xia Han was immersed in the division of tastes she gave to those around her.

She spoke with gusto, but Feng Qi was astonished again and again, she really lived up to her reputation as a foodie, she even marked people with taste.

Before Xia Han finished speaking, Feng Qi grabbed her palm and stuffed a handful of candy into her hand.

"Do chocolate and toffee have a male god?"

Because Xia Han likes to eat, Feng Qi has been carrying snacks with him recently. The other bags are not easy to carry, but these candies are small and convenient, easy to carry, and now they can be regarded as coming in handy.

Xia Han froze for a moment. In her palm lay five or six candies of various flavors.

The colorful candy wrappers are like colored pencils depicting fairy tales. Just looking at them makes me feel good.

She picked one, peeled off the candy wrapper, and threw it into her mouth.

It was an apple-flavored hard candy, sweet and sour. She bit it open with a little force, and the soft candy inside was filled with that explosive sweet and sour feeling on the tip of her tongue.

It made her close her eyes involuntarily, because she was so sour that even her body shrank a little.

But at the moment of narrowing his eyes, Feng Qi on the opposite side appeared more clearly.

He has handsome eyebrows and clear outlines. At this moment, his thin lips are lightly pursed, and he has been looking at her intently.

There seemed to be some complicated emotions contained in those deep eyes, but because they were a little far away, she couldn't see clearly.

Just like this candy chewed in the mouth, it is hard on the outside and soft on the inside.

Bite off that hard shell, does this person in front of you also have a soft heart?

The question that popped up in his mind for a moment made Xia Han laugh a little.

However, Xia Han, who never thought of marking Feng Qi with a taste, added a layer of sweet and sour apple flavor to him at this moment.

"How about it?"

Feng Qi didn't ask until she finished eating the candy.

Xia Han said with a corner of his mouth every day, "Not bad."

As she spoke, she peeled another candy and threw it into her mouth, this time it was chocolate flavored.

When it was first stuffed into the mouth, it was slightly bitter.

After the tip of the tongue licked it vigorously for a few times, the sweetness leaked out, and the mellow touch surrounded the mouth.

She ate all the candy in her hand in one go, and Feng Qi sat opposite her all the time, and didn't speak again after that, just watched her eat the candy seriously.

It was as if what she was eating was not candy, but himself.

On the other hand, Li Yue, who had been paying attention to the movement here, was so worried that his mouth was about to bubble, but he didn't dare to go forward.

God knows that sugar is the most unhealthy thing. It is high in calories and has no nutrition. Eating this stuff really has no effect other than gaining weight.

But Mr. Feng has been watching so closely, and he seems to be in a good mood, he doesn't dare to disturb his good mood by rushing forward.

After Xia Han finished eating, he drank a few sips of water and smiled brightly at him.

Before Feng Qi got over it, Xia Han went directly to Zheng Ming, as if he was ready to continue filming.

When Xia Han was filming, Feng Qi was not idle either.

Xia Han threw those finished candy wrappers on his chair, clamped them with the script, thinking about throwing them into the trash can later.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qi held it in his own hand, and slowly played with it between his fingers.

Li Yue could see clearly that he was really horrified by Mr. Feng's inexplicable behavior.

What's so fun about a few candy wrappers?
Mr. Feng's fingers are white, without any calluses, and the fingers are distinct. If he puts it on the Internet, he will be kneeling and licking it every minute.

But now he uses those extremely beautiful hands to fold a few candy wrappers that Xia Han left after eating.

If Li Yue still can't figure out that Mr. Feng has a crush on Xia Han, then he is really mentally retarded!
"Crack-"

Zheng Ming's shout came, and he took the lead in applauding: "You performed well, you have found your feeling."

Obviously, Xia Han's shooting this time made Zheng Ming very satisfied.

When director Zheng was filming, he was serious and earnest, and his requirements were very strict, so letting him say such things proved that Xia Han's performance was really remarkable.

I don't know if it was because of Feng Qi's candies, but Xia Han's next filming went smoothly, and several scenes were passed in one go.

Zheng Ming was no longer in a state of stern face, and the rest of the crew became happy and happy, like a spring breeze, and praised Xia Han for his good acting skills.

Feng Qi just sat on the chair and watched until she finished playing.

When Xia Han finished, she walked directly to her seat, saw the candy wrapper in his hand at a glance, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up.

"Thank you male god for giving me strength!"

She blinked at Feng Qi.

(End of this chapter)