Dear Commander-in-Chief

Zhao Xiaoyue faintly felt that things were not that simple.

But I really couldn't figure out how Yun Qiao made Su Yulin's guy lift a rock and hit her in the foot.

For a while, I only felt that her sister Qiao Qiao was beautiful, kind and capable, which made her admire her!

"Let's go, let's go home." After Yun Qiao finished feeding the cat, he got up and greeted Zhao Xiaoyue.

Just as Zhao Xiaoyue was about to respond, she suddenly felt an extremely cold air current behind him.

She didn't have time to react. The next second, her whole person was pushed away from Yun Qiao's side with a strong force and staggered to the corner of the wall.

"I still know to go home, eh? Who will tryst out here in the middle of the night?" The man's tone was very unhappy, and he still carried the unique breath of coldness from the long journey.

Yun Qiao pointed to Gong Sheng who suddenly appeared in front of him, pointed twice, then quickly retracted Qiansu's finger, and put it on his cheek: "You, you, you, are you a soul or a ghost? Don't come out to be scary on Ching Ming Festival! "

Gong Sheng obviously should be on a business trip in the disaster area and won't be back tonight.

How could it appear in front of her?

The dim crew chef, Gong Sheng's face was gloomy, and he buckled Yun Qiao's small body in front of the stove: "I know it's the holidays, and I'm still outside? The entrance guard at home is 11 o'clock. You can't stay outside for more than this time, even the house rules. forget?"

Yunqiao swallowed his saliva.

To be able to say the house rules so sternly, it seems that it is not a ghost, but a palace saint.

She poked the man's chest lightly, and coughed: "Um...I'm just going back. Don't believe it... Or ask Satsuki, Satsuki, we just came to feed the cat, right?"

Zhao Xiaoyue was so frightened that she was about to turn into a potsticker and stick it on the corner of the wall.

Is this man the legendary brother-in-law?

Oh, my brother-in-law is so fierce and terrible, just looking at the back is scary!

Zhao Xiaoyue trembled for a long time and didn't say a complete sentence: "Um... yes... yes... hey..."

Only then did Gong Sheng notice that the person with Yun Qiao was a woman.

He spoke heavily, without turning his head back: "Get out!"

Zhao Xiaoyue was so frightened that cold sweat broke out. She didn't dare not listen to the man's orders, but she was worried about Yunqiao in her heart.

Her shoulders shrank, and she almost cried in the corner, still trying to embolden Yun Qiao: "Sister Qiao Qiao...I...I...I'm not going..."

Yun Qiao sighed, this silly boy.

"Let's go, I'm fine. My man has a bad temper, he doesn't mean anything."

Zhao Xiaoyue just sucked her nose and staggered out of the door.

Gong Sheng was pleased by Yunqiao's inadvertently saying "my man".

His face was slightly calm: "Didn't you tell me that you are attending a dinner party? Why did you come here? Turn off the phone and not answer the phone?"

Yunqiao spit out his tongue: "The phone is out of power... and I didn't run around either. This is not about going back to the crew to feed the cat."

Gong Sheng: "..."

It seems that Zhang Bo must install a higher-level tracker on the stupid woman's cell phone.

Even if it is turned off without power, she can still locate her location.

Thinking of this, he glanced uncomfortably in the distance. The white cat who was devouring dried fish was this little bastard, which made him worry about the stupid woman several times.

He took Yun Qiao out of the back kitchen and came to the studio where Yun Qiao was usually filming.

The overtime workers in the crew have also left. At the moment, the studio is quiet and there is no light.

Gong Sheng put her on a dressing table with costume props and grabbed her two thin legs.