The President of Spicy Chicken Has Returned My Innocence!

    After Huo Lan said this, he fell into an indescribable silence from the door to the room.

    “…” Jiang Pingchao: “Oh.”

    Jiang Pingchao endured and endured, but turned back and glanced at Liang Xiao quietly.

    He didn't go on, Huo Lan lost his reference and fell silent.

    The agent's condition was not good, Jiang Pingchao consciously took over the responsibility, tried his best to explore his life-long social potential, and broke the deadlock: "You... walk slowly."

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    Chi Che: "…"

    Chi Che couldn't listen anymore, so he forced himself up and said hello to Huo Lan neatly.

    After all, he still has professional qualities, tried his best to get rid of his personal emotions, found the position of Jiang Pingchao's agent, and explained the situation to Huo Lan objectively and concisely.

    After finishing speaking, she also turned around and exchanged glances with Liang Xiao.

    Liang Xiao raised her head in a daze, and didn't even dare to think about the meaning of the "you too" question carefully and vaguely cast in their eyes.

    Jiang Pingchao was aroused to fight and wanted to practice conversation with Mr. Huo again, but was dragged out of the room by Chi Che.

    The two were pulling and pulling and walking out, Chi Che's repressed anger was disturbed a lot, and he went out a few steps, and he could vaguely hear Jiang Pingchao stumbling and insisting on explaining that he could live too Worthy of the sound of a presidential suite.

    …

    Liang Xiao couldn't bear to listen any more, leaned her head against the back of the sofa, and took a deep breath.

    Jiang Pingchao came to pick him up because he was worried that Chi Che would be overexcited and go out alone for fear of accidents.

    Now Chi Che is not surprised that he is not very clear.

    He doesn't really want to go out anyway.

    Huo Lan stood at the door, stared at him for a while, then closed the door and walked over.

    "Mr. Huo."

    Liang Xiao propped up his arms and sat up, suppressing the idea of ​​re-teaching Mr. Huo to communicate with others for the time being, and talking about business first: "It's almost what Mr. Chi said... It's not a big trouble, Mr. Chi doesn't matter. ."

    Huo Lan is an investor and Star Crown's own crew, from whichever point of view, Star Crown is responsible for the finishing touches.

    Liang Xiao is measured and has extensive experience in the dosage of valu: "Let Mr. Jiang take people away, deal with it, go back and rest for a night and it will be fine..."

    His breath stagnant, he didn't say anything, and looked at Huo Lan's hand.

    Huo Lan probed his forehead. Hearing his words, he frowned inexplicably: "The crew is not well managed, the work permit will be held accountable, and the victim will be divided and compensated."

    There are different opinions, although the cause is Jiang Pingchao's illegitimate meal, but the crew also has corresponding responsibilities.

    Liang Xiao's forehead was cold, struggling to recover from the temperature in his palm, and added a reminder: "Mr. Chi is fine, this kind of thing... they probably don't want to mention it again."

    “…the producer is solely responsible.”

    Huo Lan was entangled by him, and glanced at Liang Xiao's almost pale face, he had to try his best to suppress his anxiety, and patiently squatted down to accompany him to do the work summary: "The secretary department is also there. , and will coordinate with the opposing team.”

    Liang Xiao was about to speak again, but when he noticed something was wrong, he took a closer look at Huo Lan, whose eyes were on the same level as his.

     Apparently impatient with this topic.

    …

    Shouldn't this be the time to deal with it?

    Liang Xiao looked at him, a little dazed: "...Mr. Huo?"

    Mr. Huo was impatient for a while. He didn't let the snow fall on him, scattered the pheromones, and reached out.

    Liang Xiao was hugged by the shoulders, and saw Huo Lan's other hand was familiar with the road and bent over his leg, and was startled: "Mr. Huo, it's not right."

    When disaster strikes, the team on Jiang Pingchao's side is probably already devastated. He really wanted to chat with Huo Lan, did he take this opportunity to let Xingguan extend an olive branch and help him deal with it.

    Liang Xiao guessed that Jiang Pingchao and Chi Che might not care about this matter today, and reminded Huo Lan to sell their favors and try to avoid waking up tomorrow morning. Jiang Pingchao alone turned over Su Man and Meng Feibai's record was listed first in the hot search.

    …But it will not be enough to surround Wei and save Zhao.

    Make a righteous move and sacrifice yourself for others.

    In order to prevent Jiang Pingchao from being listed at the top of the trending search, take the position first.

    Liang Xiao realized that his innocence was probably ruined and could not be saved. Determined to be worthy of the diligent housekeeper, he pressed Huo Lan's arm and ironed all the way from the ear to his collar: "You can't...you can't take me out. "

    Liang Xiao tried his best to remind him: "The hot search will explode."

    It may explode even faster than #江平波小Cosmos eruption#.

    "Can you stand up?" Huo Lan asked in a low voice.

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    The effect of the two inhibitors is remarkable, but the side effects are also cruelly doubled. Liang Xiao took the initiative to release pheromones just now, and the information source in the glands was somewhat active after a long absence.

    He is still enveloped in a sense of loss of strength, and he still can't walk very well.

    Liang Xiao cleared his throat and tried to change his mind: "Is the ambulance here? Ask them to see if there is a stretcher-"

    Before changing his thoughts, Huo Lan had already withdrawn his hand and leaned over, taking him into his arms.

    Liang Xiao let out a bang and said, "...Mr. Huo."

    Slight pain from the back of the neck.

    Huo Lan protected him, wrapped the man around his chest and shoulders, and bit his glands.

    Every time the temporary mark is to calm Mr. Huo's pheromone, Huo Lan has always been in conflict.

    This is the first time...to calm him down.

    Liang Xiao's throat moved.

    His heart beat a little faster, instinctively grabbed Huo Lan's clothes, and hesitantly let go.

     Mr. Huo was in a hurry and was wearing an expensive haute couture suit.

    According to his understanding of the president's character, this dress is likely to support him dozens of inhibitors.

    Liang Xiao asked himself that he couldn't afford to pay, so he saved up his strength and wanted to move his hand behind him and press it, but the warm palm was already covered.

    Huo Lan held him firmly with his left hand, reached over with his right hand, and closed his hand: "Don't move."

    Liang Xiao will not move: "…"

    Huo Lan's voice was low, so low that it was close to a breath sound, and the Adam's apple rolled, slightly resonating from the ear to the chest cavity.

    Mizu gently blended and comforted, slowly calming his glands a little bit.

    …

    Huo Lan let go of him, and when he straightened up, Liang Xiao still hadn't recovered.

    The whole person is a little bit lost, paralyzed on the sofa, and has the deepest exchange and introspection with the soul.

    Huo Lan frowned, and reached out to cover his forehead: "Uncomfortable?"

    Liang Xiao was completely embarrassed: "...No."

    On the contrary.

    The opposite is even a bit over the top.

    Huo Lan was worried, covered his wrist to measure the heart rate, and reshaped Liang Xiao from a beach to a human shape, placed it on the sofa, and got up to close the window for him.

    Liang Xiao looked at Huo Lan's back in a trance.

    Until the bite just now, the temporary marking was nothing more than a necessary task for both of them.

    The nature is infinitely close to the moment of rushing homework late on Sunday night. The writing is like a god. From the beginning to the end, it is full of free and easy randomness as long as there is a tooth mark, what kind of virtue you bite into.

    The feeling at that moment in my mind is still vivid, lingering around the beam.

    Liang Xiao silently recited the Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita, feeling a little desperate and sighed.

    Refer to the user experience this time.

    A few more bites, he may be embarrassed to ask them for money.

    It was also the first time that Huo Lan tried to take the initiative to restore Liang Xiao's pheromones.

    "Mr. Huo." Liang Xiao didn't want to discuss with the doctor his daring thoughts about the temporary marking at all. He sat up in shock from the dying and grabbed him, "I'm fine."

    Huo Lan was startled: "Okay?"

    "Okay." Liang Xiao nodded firmly, his arms fought, and he shook it twice to support him, "Very healthy."

    Huo Lan looked at his shaky posture and felt that his standard of health was a little low.

    "Really." Liang Xiao assured, "If you don't believe me, I can give you a somersault-"

    “…”

    Huo Lan didn't want to see him turn somersaults, so he reached out to support him: "...I believe it."

    Huo Lan didn't bother to help him, waiting for Liang Xiao to wake up from the dizziness of talking too much, and exerting force to bring people to his side: "Since it's okay, come back with me. "

    Liang Xiao hung on his arm: "Where are you going back to...?"

    Huo Lan had already reported the destination once, pursed his lips and suppressed his temper, and wanted to report to him again, Liang Xiao suddenly woke up: "You—"

    Huo Lan was interrupted by him: "What?"

    Liang Xiao's mind was not sober, he turned around for a while, and finally straightened the whole thing a little bit, and stood up straight with his arms.

    Liang Xiao stared at him, lips moving.

    The star crown has a clear division of labor and clear responsibilities.

    The crew's affairs are naturally handled, and there is no need for the president of Star Crown to take care of everything.

    From beginning to end, Huo Lan was only looking for him, and didn't ask much about the crew or Jiang Pingchao.

    …

    Huo Lan rushed over, and there seemed to be no other reason left.

    Liang Xiao clenched his fist lightly.

    He didn't dare to say it, he hesitated for a while, his voice softened, and a little careful test: "Are you... here to pick me up?"

    Huo Lan: "…"

    Liang Xiao was still a little lost, and wanted to ask again, but Huo Lan leaned over and picked it up, and went straight out the door.