Crying Bag Love Guide

Luo Shao had never encountered such a situation. When he recovered from Fei Yu's speech, several minutes had passed. Fei Yu did not know when he had released the hand that clamped him, [Delete Delete Delete Delete Delete]. As soon as Luo Shao's hands pressed on top of his head were released, they slowly fell, putting them on the side of Fei Yu's collar, shaking his hands and pulling at Fei Yu's collar.

His breathing was still short and intense.

The ears and cheeks were burning red.

Then I heard Fei Yu sticking to his ear and saying badly: "Are you a kid. [Delete, delete, delete, delete]"

"You!" Luo Shao's originally chaotic mind instantly became sober, he almost looked up at Fei Yu in anger, but when he saw the other party's mocking and nasty smile, a white light suddenly appeared in his mind, and a conjecture suddenly emerged. .

"Fei Yu..." He didn't hold back, and said directly, "Do you...like me?"

The smile on Fei Yu's face suddenly stopped, and he didn't even move the twitching twitching behind his head.

Luo Shao didn't wait for him to ridicule again, and then continued: "Otherwise, you're pulling and pulling me in the morning... Don't you like me?"

"..." Fei Yu didn't laugh at all. He was accustomed to sketching a graceful arc with his raised lower jaw. It was obviously an action of raising his head, but the line of sight dropped down, looking at Luo Shao gloomily.

This angle made him feel cold and cold. Luo Shao's eyes met with him, and he even thought he was going to hit someone in a daze.

But Fei Yu might have held it back in the end.

He didn't say anything, dragged Luo Shao and pushed him into the sports car.

Fei Yu drove another new type of sports car this time. The pure black paint and silver trim line didn't look restrained. On the contrary, it was extravagantly luxurious, as if it had exhausted all the surrounding light.

Sitting in the seat of the co-pilot, Luo Shao was about to develop an inferiority complex, feeling that he was not worthy of riding in such a good car.

But without waiting for him to think about it, Fei Yu had already increased the throttle and rushed out. Luo Luxian, who had already died in a car accident, almost instantly reflexively grabbed the seat belt beside him to fasten it, but when he was about to fasten the seat belt, he found that Fei Yu beside him hadn't been fastened yet.

"You, you didn't wear a seat belt..." Luo Shao whispered. He just accused Fei Yu of courage, which disappeared as he got into the car with his head pressed. Now he was sitting on the car seat honestly. Recalling the last glance Fei Yu had before he got into the car, he was too scared to dare. Out.

What responded to him was Fei Yu's understatement of "Yeah."

His indifferent response made Luo Shao's heart that originally wanted to help die instantly.

But just when he was about to buckle himself up, Fei Yu said again: "Fasten me."

The voice was clear and faint, but with no doubt.

Luo Shao quickly shook off the seat belt in his hand, rubbed it next to Fei Yu, stretched his arm out from Fei Yu, grabbed the seat belt on his left side, pulled it back and pressed it on the buckle of the seat belt.

Every movement of Luo Shao was cautious, for fear that holding Fei Yu somewhere would make the family unhappy.

But Fei Yu's face still dropped.

He thought about what the crying bag had just said, and then looked at the behavior of the crying bag taking the initiative to wear a seat belt for him.

I asked myself if I like it just now, just to arouse my own reaction, make my mind upset, and my mind is full of him!

The more Fei Yu thought about it, the more certain he was that he was right. The reaction in his heart that made his heart beat faster because of the crying bag just now was also left behind by him.

He quickly glanced through the rearview mirror, and Luo Shao, who was seriously wearing a seat belt with his head down next to him, was still red with crying ears.

Hmph, this little crying bag must love me too much.

Fei Yu thought to himself.

…But it seems that this crying bag…is a bit cute indeed.

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When the two arrived at the crew site, before they got out of the car, Luo Luo and the two were blocked by the crowd of reporters at the gate of the film and television city used by the crew to shoot.

The group of reporters was originally stopped by the security guard hired by the crew, but now seeing Fei Yu and Luo Shao arriving late, they immediately shifted their positions and rushed to the car in which they were sitting. Then I saw Director Fei and the screenwriter Luo Meng sitting in the car together, shaking their hands excitedly to take two more cameras behind them.

Fei Yu drove a convertible sports car, and the two of them didn't even have any medium to cover, so they could only be filmed frantically by the media.

Luo Shao had seen Fei Yu's methods of dealing with brainless reporters before, and thought he would have a way to stop these reporters from taking photos. He didn't expect Fei Yu to just wait quietly in the car and look at the spotlight in front of him. I want to cover it a little bit.

Luo Shao couldn't figure it out a bit.

The reporter in front of him, no, it should be a paparazzi. It seemed that Fei Yu hadn't spoken today. He thought he was in a good mood, so he boldly approached Fei Yu and found that Fei Yu still did not respond, so he immediately raised the microphone to Fei Yu's mouth.

Looking at it from Luo Luo's perspective, he felt that the microphone in his hand almost touched Fei Yu's face.

Paparazzi: "Hello, Mr. Fei, you and Luo Meng's screenwriter are suddenly together publicly. Is there any secret? Is it to cater to the audience to make publicity for the new drama, or is it necessary to pretend to be an official announcement because of private life being secretly filmed?"

Luo Shao frowned. He really didn't like this kind of paparazzi who grabbed other people's privacy and asked wildly.

Before Fei Yu next to him, Luo Shao couldn't help but say, "What do you want us to say? Do you want to imply that we are forced to market, or do you want to guide public opinion that we are just superficial couples now?"

Paparazzi was born to do this, and almost instantly found the loopholes in Luo Shao's speech excitement, "So Director Luo Meng said, you pretend to be together because you are afraid of the chaotic private life being discovered, is that it? Finished?"

Luo Shao regretted it after speaking just now, and felt that he had made the topic more sensitive instead.

But he was afraid of saying too much wrong, so he didn't speak any more.

Unexpectedly, the surrounding reporters would not give up. When they heard the first person's question and received a response, they all gathered around, wishing to put the microphone in Luo Shao's mouth.

Questions were asked one after another. Luo Shao watched their movements in a panic, and rejected the microphone that hit his face, but the paparazzi still pushed forward and back, squeezing on him.

He squeezed Luo Shao almost into the seat of the car.

He looked at Fei Yu now that there was no one beside him, and immediately moved to the left, wishing to stick to Fei Yu.

The camera was even more frantic for a while.

"Fei Yu, Fei Yu!" Luo Shao could only whisper the names of the people around him softly, afraid that the people next to him would hear it.

Fei Yu tilted his head and held his cheek to look down at him.

Just when Luo Shao thought he wouldn't make a move, Fei Yu finally spoke:

"Are you finished."

Luo Shao thought he was telling himself to shut up.

Opened his eyes and looked at Fei Yu, his face was swollen and his mouth was tightened.

But seeing Fei Yu pull the car key, he parked on the steering wheel, folded his hands and rested his chin, and scanned the surrounding paparazzi.

The paparazzi avoided his gaze in succession wherever his gaze reached him.

Fei Yu said coldly: "Give me the memory card when you are finished."

The paparazzi who had been filming for a long time and the camera disagreed with each other, and quickly backed up and wanted to escape. As a result, they were surrounded by bodyguards hired by Fei Yu. They handed in the memory cards one by one, and they were framed by their arms. Honestly checked all the camera equipment before being allowed to leave.

The group of people was busy for a long time without being taken away. Before leaving, they couldn't help looking back and want to gouge Luo Luo. As a result, he was hitting Fei Yu's sight, and the man's somber and cold eyes made people seem to see a cold snake. The unwilling paparazzi immediately shivered with fright, turned around and ran away.

"Don't talk next time," Fei Yu waited for the group of people to leave before continuing to Luo Shao: "This is the only way to go on the first day of each filming. The group of fools will learn to behave once they are trained."

It turns out that Fei Yu didn't speak before, so that he could wait for them to finish taking the memory card...

Realizing this, Luo Shao instantly felt that he was so stupid and eventful just now.

He immediately leaned on the seat and stopped talking.

In the end, Fei Yu whispered: "What are you doing while sitting?"

Luo Shao was taken aback, then turned to look at him.

He was facing the opponent's dark eyes: "Do you want me to hold you out?"

Luo Shao: "..."

Fei Yu: "Get off."

Luo Shao dragged his way out of the car, Fei Yu walked around the front of the car from the other side, holding his back collar and walking forward.

Luo Shao was half dragged and half embraced by him, looking like a young couple flirting and cursing from the side.

The bodyguards Fei Yu called around all looked at each other without opening, looking at the sky and the ground, waiting for the two of them to hug each other and enter the gate of the film and television city before they coughed and coughed back to their original positions.

When they got to the crew, the assistant directors had already arranged the surrounding shooting equipment.

As an insider in the entertainment industry, capturing network information quickly is a necessary condition for almost everyone at work.

So everyone here knows that my director and screenwriter are together. Now seeing the two people walking with their arms "supporting each other", they feel more and more that this is a certainty.

At first, some people thought it was really forced to operate, but now it seems that it really is true love.

Seeing Director Luo Meng's rosy eyes and formal expression, he was dragged in his arms by Director Fei. Everyone instantly made up the 10,000 frames of **** from last night.

I had already secretly poked and waited for Luo Meng's screenwriter to come, so as to make a good relationship with the screenwriter, and the actors who thought that they could add dramas also retreated very winkingly, and did not step forward to interrupt.

And the remaining few people who had planned to hook up with Luo Meng now rested their minds.

"Director Fei, finalizing, good morning!"

"Good guide Fei, it's early to finalize~"

Fei Yu lazily responded, watching Luo Shao seriously nodded and smiled in response next to him.

He retracted the right hand that was pulling Luo Shao's collar back, and patted Luo Shao's back.

He didn't have much strength, but he almost staggered forward when he shot Luo Shao.

But before his feet could sway, Fei Yu pulled him back again, raised his arms, placed them on his shoulders, half-pressed and half-wrapped around Luo Shao with both arms, with his chin resting on top of Luo Shao's head.

"If there is nothing wrong, prepare for the opening ceremony."

Seeing the lingering energy of the two, the assistant director couldn't help but complain.

What can others do? Isn't you the only one who has problems?

But he didn't dare to say this, and no one in the entertainment circle dared to say anything about Fei Yu.

The deputy director beckoned to the staff on the other side, and began to prepare to hang up the red silk and banners of the opening ceremony:

"First pull the banner first, and then all move."

But everyone just watched Fei Yu interacting with Luo Shao full of gossip, and heard the assistant director's words, their minds hadn't turned around yet.

The staff member who was holding the banner originally leaned on the wooden frame and leaned against the frame holding the banner and red silk. Now he completely forgot what he was doing the previous second and stood up directly.

As a result, the banners and red silk next to him that had been pressed by him were instantly torn out from the shelf by the red silk rope pulled over his head, and they flew towards Fei Yu and Luo Shao who were standing in the center of the crew.

Several actors holding the script saw it and yelled to make them avoid them.

But the other side of the red silk was dragged by an iron chain. There was an iron mound with a steady gravity below it, and it swept along the rope above the head extremely fast.

Luo Shao turned his head and saw the red silk that was full of sight, and he felt red in front of him. Seeing the huge iron mound connected to the center of the red silk, thinking of the powerful impact, for a while, I forgot to remove it.

That iron mound was thicker than his thigh, no matter where it hit Luo Shao, it was fatal.

Luo Shao Tian Tianzhai did not exercise at home, and his physical fitness was not good. Seeing the current scene, he couldn't react at all. And when Luo Shao's feet were soft, he already wanted to close his eyes.

Feeling light all over, Fei Yu passed one arm through his left armpit and underneath his two arms, like carrying a puppy. He lifted him easily, backed away and brushed his shoulders. The iron mound has passed.

The large red silk stirred by the iron mound gently wiped Luoluo’s cheeks. The blood-red red silk was reflected by the dazzling sunlight, and the reflected blush was stained on Luoluo’s face, as if he was applying a layer of red makeup. .

It's like... like a red cloud after excitement.

Originally, Fei Yu just swept it casually, but his gaze couldn't help but pause on his face.

When the people around him came around, he returned to his senses, "Why didn't you hide?" Fei Yu said slowly, with a loose tone and obvious displeasure: "I want to wear red silk so I will give you a bellyband next time?"

The deputy director who rushed over for fear of the two being injured: "..."

What did he TM just hear? ? ?

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