I Just Want to Be in a Relationship

Therefore, there are so many paving in the front, in fact, for the final appeal?

Yu Qinghuan looked at Huo Qu with his eyes open. When did this person learn to play with his eyes?

He snorted and flicked a little on the forehead of Huo Qu, "Fake."

Huo Qu Wan never imagined that Yu Qinghuan would not have been in contact with it. He stayed there for a while and did not know how to go next.

His eyes were round and round, and the dark scorpion was full of shock and incredulity, and it looked silly and cute.

Yu Qinghuan couldn't help but want to bully him. He stole him in the bed, lazy: "What? Is there any problem?"

Huo Qu was so flushed that he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn’t utter a word.

"Live," Yu Qinghuan's bad lips, "Don't dare to lie? I tell you..."

After a word has not been finished, a body with a hot air rushed over and slammed him under his body.

"What are you doing at Huo Qu!" Yu Qinghuan didn't come up in one breath, and he was almost crushed to death. He reached out and pushed him.

However, this push, Huo Qu, but he held him tighter.

Yu Qinghuan just took a shower and only wore a thin shirt. The heat on Huo Canal was transmitted to him through this thin piece of cloth. It was like a small fire, and it was instantly in his body. I ignited the raging fire, and I was stunned. He almost lost his mind.

Yu Qinghuan likes men, and Huo Qu is absolutely in line with his aesthetic standards. Plus the age of twenty is the age at which he can't, and the breathing sound becomes heavy.

"Huo Qu, you get up." Yu Qinghuan slightly turned his head and gasped and said: "obedient."

Huo Qu didn't say anything, as if he didn't hear anything, but buried his head in the neck of Yu Qinghuan, even licking like a cat.

The soft hair gently swept over the sensitive skin, Yu Qing Huan scalp numb, almost could not control the ugly, but in desperation, can only retreat, seduce: "Not so hugged, you get up, I teach you."

"No." Huo Qu's voice was sullen, but he expressed his will very firmly.

Yu Qinghuan: "Huo Qu, do you want to make me angry?"

Huo Quan shook his head and did not speak.

Yu Qinghuan’s headache is not good, and Huo Qu’s wind is what he has taken today! I knew that he would be like this, and he would definitely not tease him. He wouldn’t have a piece of meat anyway!

He sighed and reached out and wanted to lick the hair of Huo Qu, but he was discovered by Huo Qu, thinking that he still wanted to push himself away, holding his hand directly in midair, with five fingers interlocking and overbearing. The hand pressed on the bed.

Yu Qinghuan was very angry: "Do you want to crush me?"

"I didn't." Huo Qu's rebuttal.

"Then why don't you get up?"

"I just... want to hug you."

Yu Qinghuan stunned and immediately laughed: "Where are you so hugged, obedient, get up soon."

Huo Qu still shook his head. During the speech, the wet lips gently rubbed on the skin of Yu Qinghuan, which aroused his shudder. Yu Qinghuan’s eyes were reddish, he raised his chin, just wanted to say something, he heard Huo Qu Poorly asked: "Qing Huan, don't you want me to hold you?"

Yu Qinghuan’s deliberately fierce answer: “Well, don’t want to.”

I thought I could bully Huo Qu, I didn’t expect his voice to be a bit strange, "I know! Reject is to allow right? Qinghua, I know!"

Yu Qinghuan: "..."

Suddenly I felt that I had not only dug a pit to bury myself, but also stepped on a few soils.

Huo Qu stayed with him for two days. Finally, because of the end of the holiday, he had to go back to work, and he was reluctantly picked up by Huo Wei.

Yu Qinghuan said to Zhao Rui and went out to send them.

"Go to our home this year," Huo Wei suddenly invited him. "My parents are very grateful to you and want to see you."

Yu Qinghuan stunned and shook his head. "Thank you for your uncle's kindness," he pointed to Zhao Rui, who was not far from his face. He smiled and said: "But I am afraid that I will be in the drama for the New Year this year. Otherwise, Zhao will be worried." ""

Such a big festival of the Spring Festival, even if Zhao Rui is more demanding, it is impossible to even put the actors back to eat a reunion dinner. Being as clever as a sly, I will understand it all at once. This is Yu Qinghuan’s rejection.

He did not debunk, but he looked deeply at Yu Qinghuan and said: "That line, there is time to come to our house to play, and our family welcomes you."

"Okay." Yu Qinghuan nodded and said that Huo Wei got on the bus, and then he rushed to the window to see his Huo Qu waved and returned to the crew.

"Your family is gone?" Seeing him coming back, Zhao Rui snorted with a cigarette.

His cigarette addiction is very heavy, almost smoke does not leave his hand, unless there is Wang Ruirui present, you can see him in the clouds.

Yu Qinghuan couldn’t help but persuade, "You should take less."

"Nothing, dead and pulled down." Zhao Rui did not care to throw the cigarette **** into the trash can, his face is still gloomy, "Hurry to start work, the progress of these days is slow."

Yu Qing sighed and followed him.

Last time, Zhao Rui flipped the wallet and accidentally got rid of the photos inside. When Yu Qinghuan took photos for him, he saw the little girl above.

At about seven or eight years old, the round face is round and round, and the smile is like a little sun. It is very cute. He guessed it, this should be the sister Zhao Rui died.

The little girl looks so similar to Wang Ruirui, which is probably the reason why Zhao Rui is special to Wang Ruirui.

He looked at Zhao Ruichong and Wang Ruirui showed a stiff smile, and his heart suddenly rose sour and uncomfortable.

In the next few days, Zhao Rui was like being possessed by Zhou Yupi, and he could not wait to be filming twenty-four hours a day. Even if Yu Qinghuan is young and physically strong, it can't be eaten.

In the crew, everyone’s face was covered with dark circles caused by lack of sleep, and the complaints were recorded. This kind of resentment rose to the apex when he heard the sound of firecrackers from nearby villagers.

Their crew is on the outskirts of the city, next to a small village.

In the village, there is no firecracker control in the city. Once the twelfth lunar month, no matter how adults or children, there will be a few firecrackers to listen to.

The deafening sound of the firecrackers brought a strong sense of the year, and the people in the crew were red-eyed and had no intention of working. However, after several of the dogs who had taken leave from Zhao Rui were smashed back, they never dared to find him.

On the morning of the twelfth lunar month, after taking a scene in Chaoyang, which had not yet dispersed, everyone was trying to clean up the props and prepare for the next one. Zhao Rui suddenly said: "Today and tomorrow, let's go back."

Suddenly, the chin dropped off the chin, accidentally fell the props of the props, and some people even thought it was their own auditory.

Zhao Rui saw it and snorted. "If you don't want to leave, you will stay and work!"

The voice just fell, the people on the set suddenly made birds and beasts, running faster than rabbits, as if he was afraid of his remorse.

Zhao Rui lowered his eyelids, took a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth. He picked up the phone and dialed a phone call. The voice was chilly. "When is the Chinese New Year holiday, when will you come to pick up Wang Ruirui?"

I didn't know what to say over there. Zhao Rui's face suddenly became iron blue. Zhang mouth just wanted to say something more, and there was a busy tone in the microphone.

He took a deep breath and dialed another phone. As a result, he was still busy with the phone being hung up.

"Grass fucking!" Zhao Rui hated and sighed, and his hands were shaking. After a long time, he smoked.

"The parents of Ruirui refused to pick up?" Yu Qinghuan was next to him, and he also guessed that he was a good one.

"Yeah." Zhao Rui said with a deep voice, replied: "Directly say that Rui Rui stays in the crew! If the crew is no one, let me take her!" He screamed angrily: "The two beasts! ”

I will hand over my daughter to a stranger who has only seen one side. I don’t even think about whether this person has a special hobby. Is it good for my daughter? How can there be such irresponsible parents in the world!

If not, his sister will not die early!

Zhao Rui holds the mobile phone in his death, and the gloomy eyes can almost drip out the water.

"Qinghuan brother," not far away, Wang Ruirui put down the book, looked up and sweetly called Yu Qinghuan, and he was still carrying the headline that he sent her that day.

Yu Qinghuan’s heart was sour that he couldn’t help but Zhao Rui said: “Rui Ge, if you have something, Ruirui will follow me this year.”

Zhao Rui looked up: "You don't go home for the New Year?"

Yu Qinghuan whispered: "My family is me alone, and I can't go back."

Zhao Rui slightly lowered his eyes, silently did not speak, I do not know whether it was promised or not promised.

At noon, the crew of the crew had already gone almost, and even the box lunches came over and told them that on New Year’s Eve and the day of the first day, there was no meal, and the big crew immediately left only three of them.

What Wang Ruirui seems to feel, the little girl's eyes are red and her head is low, for fear of being thrown away. Before the anti-foreign fear of Zhao Rui, the instepless follower behind him, even the footsteps of walking are too dare to put too weight.

Yu Qinghuan’s distressed, and no matter whether Zhao Ruitong disagreed, the little girl went to her own small shack. “Is it good to have a Chinese New Year with my brother?” Qingqing’s brother is so lonely.

The little girl suddenly widened her eyes and there was a tear in her eyes. "Is Qing Qing brother alone?"

"Well," Yu Qinghuan touched her little curly hair gently. "So I need the company of Ruirui. Will Ruiru want to?"

"I am willing to be willing!" The little girl kept her head, holding Yu Qinghuan's neck and not letting go, and finally broke into laughter.

Yu Qinghuan personally went to the small shop in the village to buy meat, and prepared to make a new dinner for Wang Ruirui.

Although there is no gas in his small shack, there is an induction cooker, so it will be useful.

From the afternoon until the evening, Yu Qinghuan finally made eight dishes with aromas and flavors.

"Qinghuan brother is so powerful," looked at a table full of dinner, Wang Ruirui's big eyes filled with worship.

"This is the remuneration of Rui Rui with me," Yu Qinghuan smiled and took the little girl to the stool on the table and sat down. She handed her a pair of chopsticks. She said softly: "Rui Rui tastes like it or not."

"Qinghuan brother first eats," Wang Ruirui shook his head, smiling a little shy, whispered: "I like all the Qinghua brothers do."

This child is really too sensible. Yu Qinghuan’s heart is about to be germinated by her. She only feels that if she has such a little daughter, even if she wants the stars in the sky, he will fight for his life and pick it up.

Sitting next to Wang Ruirui, he just wanted to take chopsticks. The door of the small shack was suddenly pushed open. A cold air mixed with snowflakes came in. Yu Qinghuan looked up and turned out to be Zhao Rui.

He carried two bottles of red star Erguotou on his hand and placed it on the table, sitting opposite Yu Qinghuan.

Yu Qinghuan’s meal was taken with him. This time he saw him coming over and said nothing. He only handed a pair of chopsticks.

Zhao Rui opened his mouth and seemed to want to thank him, but his throat was like being stuck, and he couldn’t make a sound. At the end, he simply closed his mouth and rubbed his own cup on his clothes, and poured a glass of wine to Yu Qinghuan.

On New Year's Eve, three people huddled in a dozen flat shacks and ate around a low table. Under the warm yellow light, two tall men bowed and bowed from time to time to give the little girl a dish, and immediately received a gift from the little girl's sweet smile.

There are no gorgeous restaurants and no fine dining.

However, Yu Qinghuan feels that this is the best year he has ever had in more than a decade.

Finally, not a person.