The President of Spicy Chicken Has Returned My Innocence!

    Liang Xiao ran for a day during the day, and just tried the door on the two floors with the key. At this moment, he is not very strong.

    Huo Lan was really cold, and the wind was cold at night, and the warmth on both of them was extremely light.

    Liang Xiao didn't care, and lowered her head to pull the zipper of her coat.

    Huo Lan was slightly startled, raised his hand to stop him: "No—"

    Liang Xiao pulled the zipper halfway, and took out the pajamas that he had always kept in his arms: "Huh?"

    Huo Lan: “…”

    Huo Lan closed his eyes and silently punished the delusions in his heart: "...It's okay."

    "It's warm." Liang Xiao was afraid of getting cold, so he didn't bother to ask, and quickly pressed into his arms, "Quickly put on."

    Huo Lan instinctively raised his hand and hugged the pajamas that were stuffed over.

    Liang Xiao stared at him blankly, opened his mouth, and felt that it was not appropriate for Mr. Huo to change clothes in the corridor, so he coughed: "Go... change inside?"

    The crack of the door was tightly blocked by Huo Lan, and Liang Xiao has not had a chance to see what is inside.

    "I won't go back if I don't want to go back to the bedroom, and I'm not in a hurry to go back."

    Liang Xiao pointed at the door that was hidden, unable to hold back, she wanted to take the opportunity to take a peek: "Do you want to stay here? I-"

    Huo Lan shook his head gently, raised his arm to protect him, and took the person into his arms.

    Liang Xiao was caught off guard, and his vision was once again obscured by their broad mind: "..."

    "You don't have to look." Huo Lan said softly, "You have seen it."

    Liang Xiao was stunned: "Have I seen it?"

    He was groggy for a few days when he was in heat, but he probably knew the relationship between himself and the bed, so he shouldn't have eloped so far out of the bedroom with the bed.

    Liang Xiao thought about it carefully: "When you first signed the contract?"

    Huo Lan didn't answer, raised his hand to close the door, hugged him and got up.

    Huo Lan was stunned and looked up at him.

    Liang Xiao met his eyes: "…"

    Liang Xiao gave up and buried his face in his neck: "Hold me."

    Fortunately, Mr. Huo had this silent, arrogant and cold temper.

    Liang Xiao's heart beats slightly, closes his eyes, and tries his best to suppress the confused thoughts: "The key—"

    Huo Lan: "I'll call someone to collect it."

    Liang Xiao wanted to ask again, but was really embarrassed.

    He doesn't really want to make armor, so many keys are useless.

    But want to keep it.

    After all... it was sent by Huo Lan.

    You can count and play when you think about Mr. Huo.

    Liang Xiao held it back for a long time, and asked cheekily, "It's collected..."

    Huo Lan followed his example and gently pressed his cheek: "Give it back to you."

    When Liang Xiao was doing it by himself, he traversed the road of Huashan Mountain, and he didn't feel anything. He was gently approached by the cool and moist breath of Huo Lan, and the whole person hummed, and the sound disappeared in an instant: " …”

    They are extremely qualified.

    Huo Lanlian calmed down, hugged Mr. Liang, who was bubbling, and turned the stairs back to the master bedroom.

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    I'm also going to fool Huo Lan to say that he doesn't like to study, and he's sleepy just looking at the script.

    Liang Xiao was bored and turned a few pages before telling Mr. Huo to read to himself.

    Liang Xiao yawned and fell asleep.

    Huo Lan didn't waste much time, rinsed quickly, and changed into pajamas.

    Liang Xiao curled up under the lamp, already sleeping with herself.

    The first day I resumed work, the workload today was actually a bit over the limit. I worked overtime at night and froze in the corridor for a long time.

    Liang Xiao's spirit was not obvious when he was arguing with him, so he fell asleep quietly, and faint tiredness leaked from his eyebrows.

    Huo Lan stood quietly for a while and walked over.

    Liang Xiao didn't sleep well, and when he noticed the shadow under the lamp, he swayed and opened his eyes: "Who——"

    Huo Lan dimmed the light: "It's me."

    Liang Xiao was confused for a while, and vaguely felt that he had had several dreams, and was a little dazed, rubbing his temples.

    Huo Lan frowned and touched his forehead: "Uncomfortable?"

    Liang Xiao shook his head: "It's okay."

    It's probably just memorizing poetry.

    He couldn't remember the past of his youth very often, but during this time, several dreams appeared at every turn, always reminding him to maintain his loyalty and love for learning.

    Huo Lang just scalded himself with hot water, and felt that he could let go and hug him at this time, got into bed, and wrapped Liang Xiao into his arms.

    Liang Xiao hadn't warmed up completely, but was stunned, and was wrapped in the warm water on his body.

    Huo Lan was silent for a long time: "Sorry."

    Liang Xiao was stunned: "What?"

    Huo Lan: "I should hold you."

    Liang Xiao didn't return to his senses. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't hold back the joy: "It's okay, just remember to cooperate with me next time."

    Huo Lanhui hugged him.

    Pai Ran's warmth settled down quietly, and her body was completely warmed.

    Liang Xiao sighed contentedly, and hugged Huo Lan tightly, thinking about how to make persistent efforts, and tricked them into reading the script to him.

    …The characters are too small, and it hurts my eyes to see.

    Liang Xiao made up her mind and was about to speak when Huo Lan had already picked up the script that was put aside.

    Huo Lan stretched out his hand to adjust the light, propped on one arm, leaned on the head of the bed, and hugged him into his arms.

    Liang Xiao raised her head.

    Huo Lan met his gaze: "Does your eyes hurt?"

    Liang Xiao opened her mouth, almost thinking that she had just accidentally thought out a sound: "Yes, a little."

    Liang Xiao dragged the script: "Word—"

    Huo Lan: "Too small."

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    It's over.

    They may have lit up new skills after it snows.

    Mind reading.

    Liang Xiao couldn't help but quickly recalled the little yellow text he had just read ten times in his mind.

    The part that Huo Lan can read seems to be only at this stage, and he didn't receive the next information. He took the script and told him to lean on him.

    "The first scene." Huo Lan turned a page, "Study, inside, day."

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    Huo Lan: “…”

    Huo Lan was not familiar with the filming process.

    "Day - means day."

    Liang Xiao explained with difficulty: "The scene, the place, the time."

    Liang Xiao felt that it was better not to explain after explaining it, but when she started, she couldn't help but say, "That's right—it's in the study, in the shed, in the matinee..."

    Huo Lan understood: "...Sorry."

    Liang Xiao was not cold at all: "No need."

    Huo Lan has always been strict with himself, and shook his head: "I thought about things that I shouldn't think about."

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    Liang Xiao suddenly had a particularly ominous premonition.

    Huo Lan's apology has always been frank. No matter what he did wrong, he would sincerely apologize.

    After he tried his best for so long, he just changed from writing an apology letter to simplifying the content of the apology as much as possible and stating it concisely orally.

    In case, in the future, the two of them collide.

    It is not impossible for Mr. Huo to write a letter of apology for Mr. Liang who accidentally sunburned in the study.

    "You don't have to... apologize for everything."

    Liang Xiao thought about this scene, and his eyes turned black: "I don't blame you."

    What he thought must be even worse than what Huo Lan thought.

    Liang Xiao said embarrassedly, "A lot of things are not your fault."

    Liang Xiao tried his best to be subtle, save the country with a curve, and reasoned with him little by little: "Some things are not necessarily the fault of either of the two."

    For example, in case Mr. Huo kisses him in the study one day, or achieves some great harmony of life with him in the bedroom, in fact, we can neither blame him nor Mr. Huo Thin and light.

    Although Liang Xiao didn't dare to do anything, but after all, he dared to think about everything.

    Huo Lan was silent for a while, then whispered, "No?"

    Liang Xiao firmly denied: "No."

    "The error can be anywhere..."

    Liang Xiao tried his best to think about it: "Yin and Yang are wrong, fate makes people."

    He was talking nonsense, and before he had time to say anything, he was suddenly restrained by the arm behind him, and he couldn't help but fall on their Mr. Huo.

    Liang Xiao was taken aback: "Mr. Huo——"

    Huo Lan's chest rose and fell several times, and the arm that was firmly around him slowly loosened.

    "It's okay, hold him tight and be warm." Liang Xiaofei quickly stopped him, hugged Huo Lan back, and grumbled a few times behind him, "What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

    The housekeeper said that Huo Lan strictly forbids himself to be happy and lose his temper, and never allow himself to be unrestrained and sad.

    Liang Xiao vaguely sensed the change in his mood, and did not want Huo Lan to return to that frozen state, and hurriedly raised his head: "I'm—"

    His eyes were covered by Huo Lan's hands.

    Liang Xiao was stunned and stopped talking.

    Huo Lan held his arm, was silent for a long time, and asked in a low voice, "What did you say... that person back then."

    "..." Liang Xiao was angry: "Mr. Huo, is it time to be jealous?"

    Huo Lan was unmoved: "You said he was a good man."

    Liang Xiao really couldn't do anything about him. After holding it for a while, his ears were hot, and he coaxed him in a low voice: "No...no hello."

    Huo Lan was slightly startled: "Really?"

    Liang Xiao was discouraged: "It's fake."

    Huo Lan quieted down.

    "You two are just as good."

    Liang Xiao knew that she was afraid that she would make Mr. Huo unhappy, so she stopped and explained softly: "I didn't understand this back then, I definitely never thought about this kind of thing, but I-- "

    The sight is deprived, and the audible part becomes more important.

    Liang Xiao held his breath and listened for a while, but he didn't hear Huo Lan making a sound.

    Liang Xiao groped, grabbed Huo Lan's arm as well, and moved away from the window without a trace: "In the beginning, I really regarded him as a friend."

    Huo Lan's arm trembled slightly.

    Liang Xiao didn't want Huo Lan to think too much, so he reassured him in a low voice: "Not our kind of friends."

    “…” Huo Lan was silent for a long time: “Why?”

    Liang Xiao was stunned: "Huh?"

    "It's okay." Huo Lan didn't ask again, "I—"

    Huo Lan only said one word, and then fell silent.

    Liang Xiao was hugged by him, held his breath for a long time, moved, and was about to speak, when suddenly there was some cold water on his face.

    Liang Xiao's heart tightened: "Really not."

    Liang Xiao didn't expect that he once had a friend. This kind of thing was so serious. He groped around in a hurry, clutching his sleeves and wiping their faces for Mr. Huo: "I promise, the two of us are innocent—"

    Huo Lan hoarsely: "I'm sorry."

    Liang Xiao was anxious: "I'm sorry for what?"

    Huo Lan shuddered in his chest and shoulders, and held him tightly in his arms.

    Liang Xiao said that some things are not the fault of any one of the two people.

    Yin and Yang are wrong, and God will make people.

    Huo Lan tried his best to explain himself with what he said. The more he thought about it, the more he remembered the information that Xingguan had collected in order to buy Liang Xiao.

    The medical records brought by the deputy director of Tianxing have been rescued nine times, and the vital signs have been lost four times during the rescue.

    Huo Lan's hands were shaking a little, he closed his eyes and tried his best to convince himself.

    Something wrong, something wrong…

    Liang Xiao was blinded by him, so anxious that he removed his hand: "What's the matter—"

    Huo Lan hugged him tightly into his arms.

    Huo Lan: "Liang Xiao."

    Liang Xiao couldn't control his instinct: "Here."

    Huo Lan closed his eyes, a little regretful.

    In the beginning... You shouldn't ask the other party to call each time, remember to call.

    What he gave to Liang Xiao, Liang Xiao actually didn't know, "The rain washes the spring breeze is better than the misty rain over the city" does not come from any reference book.

    He originally wrote this sentence, just because he didn't rhyme, Xiao Liangxiao couldn't memorize it.

    Huo Lan only had a vague hunch and didn't dare to confirm it, but at this point, there was no reason to deny it.

    Huo Lan whispered: "Do you... still consider him a friend?"

    Liang Xiao was almost killed by him: "Mr. Huo."

    Huo Lan understood, the corner of his mouth pursed slightly, his eyes were hot, and he tried his best to press it down.

    There are still many things he doesn't know, what Liang Xiao encountered in those days, why he kept his name incognito, and why he didn't like to study.

    Why?

    It was clear that he wanted to work in the pharmaceutical industry back then, but he couldn't help but say that he was reliant on him, he must be responsible for solving the work, why did he later enter the entertainment industry.

    Why didn't you come to see him again.

    Huo Lan didn't think about it anymore, grabbed his wrist, and took off the bracelet.

    Liang Xiao was anxious: "No—"

    Liang Xiao didn't really plan to use this alarm, but she was reluctant to say anything, holding Huo Lan's hand: "We are really friends! I also want to draw QAQ on his face. Come on, I didn't even think about painting it for you!"

    Huo Lan was stunned by his roar, his eyes fell on him, and the blood in his eyes gradually faded.

    Huo Lan looked at him, lowered his eyes, pursed the corners of his lips, and stroked his hair.

    Liang Xiao: "QAQ."

    "Don't take it." Huo Lan said, "It's yours."

    Liang Xiao frowned, not very relieved.

    Huo Lan connected to the mobile phone, called up the settings, added a line to the default phone number for one-key alarm, held Liang Xiao's hand and helped him put it on again.

    Liang Xiao was a little dazed: "Is it the phone number of the city's emergency center..."

    "No." Huo Lan said, "It's my emergency contact information."

    Liang Xiao was startled and raised his head.

    Liang Xiao thought about this sentence carefully, swallowed it dryly, and her heart beat fast.

    Huo Lan was silent for a while, opened the head of the bed, took out a contract and handed it to him.

    Liang Xiao's new contract in Star Crown, all the necessary procedures are complete, and only the signature of the person will take effect immediately.

    Huo Lan originally wanted to wait for his birthday to give it to him, but now he doesn't want to.

    Liang Xiao watched him hand over his contract with the momentum of handing over a marriage application, hesitated, and carefully flipped over: "Isn't this all filled out?"

    Liang Xiao always felt that it was only a matter of time before he arrived at the Star Crown. When he saw the contract was finalized, he was still happy.

    There is still a contract between Brother Duan and Xiaogong, and I would like to ask the legal department of Xingguan to help subordinate to deal with it.

    Liang Xiao was about to speak, but Huo Lan took the contract from him and turned to the last page.

    Liang Xiao was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head to take a closer look.

    Huo Lan has rehearsed this sentence countless times, but when he really opened his mouth, his heart beat fiercely: "Mr. Liang."

    Liang Xiao raised her head in confusion.

    Huo Lan raised his eyes, and his eyes fell into his eyes: "I want to be with you, do what you want to do, and reach the height you want to go."

    Huo Lan: "Aim to be your emergency contact and live with you."

    Liang Xiao listened quietly, her chest was so hot and sour that she almost rebelled, she smiled: "I-"

    Liang Xiao wiped her face, buried it in Huo Lan's shoulder and rubbed it hard a few times.

    "Mr. Huo." Liang Xiao put away the contract, folded it carefully, and carried it with him, "We usually have another way of saying this."

    Huo Lan was slightly startled: "What?"

    Liang Xiao took a deep breath and leaned over to hug him.

    Liang Xiao: "I like you too."