The President of Spicy Chicken Has Returned My Innocence!

    Through Mr. Liang's diligent desensitization treatment, Mr. Huo's short-term stress response was officially recovered in less than a day.

    The housekeeper was a little stressed, and with the manager in the corner: "Old, the times are developing too fast..."

    Duan Ming was also frightened twice by Gujiu, and with lingering fears, pressed his forehead: "I don't blame you."

      Certainly.

    The agent was excited to convey the notice from the crew, pushed the door in, and was almost scared to death on the spot by the dying artist.

    "I'm used to messing around, I'm not doing it right..."

    Duan Ming was given a headache by Liang Xiaoqi on a daily basis, and sighed: "That's why Mr. Huo is used to him."

    The housekeeper was originally worried, but was stunned when he heard this sentence, looked inside the room, and shook his head: "Mr. Liang is used to Mr. Huo."

    Duan Ming was stunned: "Where is he used to?"

    The housekeeper did not elaborate, but smiled and turned back to business: "Is everything going well?"

    Duan Ming nodded: "The current momentum is good, we have discussed with the public relations department, they will focus on the overall situation first, and there is no rush to deal with it here."

    Liang Xiao's material was not released at the right time. It broke out last night. The crew of "Sui Chu" released a small theater with a single character this morning.

    Intentionally or unintentionally, it happened to be an article in which Yun Lian was elusive and deceived and deceived the protagonist group.

    "I sent him a hot search today..."

    Duan Ming is half a headache and half funny: "#How dedicated can you be in character business#."

    "A group of people booed, saying that they had never seen him so dedicated. He sacrificed himself for the drama, in order to let everyone play the role, let the gossip black himself... Don't talk about them, I'm almost convinced."

    Duan Ming rubbed his forehead: "Now even if Star Crown stands up to clarify and tell the truth, they probably won't believe it, and they suspect that it is cooperating with the crew to build momentum."

    The housekeeper smiled and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, Mr. Huo can rest assured."

    "I have to find an opportunity to infiltrate with Mr. Huo to make him innocent."

    Duan Ming gave the housekeeper some air in advance: "Long Tao was in a mess, and he got too close twice, passers-by's attention was behind, and the materials that were suspected of being rich and implied were temporarily taken away. pressed down."

    Duan Ming: "When this wave of limelight passes, what should be solved should be solved, otherwise it will be a hidden danger sooner or later."

    The housekeeper understands: "Early solve and clean up."

    Duan Ming nodded: "We can cooperate here. Liang Xiao's meaning is to try not to affect the star crown, and persuade President Huo to try to explain it clearly with the contract."

    The housekeeper was not very confident to persuade Mr. Huo, he hesitated, and nodded: "Okay..."

    The two were silent for a while, and they were not very confident. They probed together and looked into the ward.

    The doctor's suggestion is to slowly reduce fever, do not take active medication when the temperature is lower than 38.5℃, and gradually enhance the ability of the autoimmune system.

    Liang Xiao has been worrying about these days. In addition, the flu is raging, and her body has suffered a lot. The fever-reducing medicine had worn off, and the fever subsided in the early morning, and flared up again at noon.

    Liang Xiao got used to it early, he didn't feel any different from usual, and he was still fighting with them, Mr. Huo. But after all, the energy is not good, and Mr. Huo was pressed on the bed to eat dinner. After a long time, he felt sleepy again.

    Mr. Huo probably felt that the hospital was unqualified from the bed to the pillows, so he put Mr. Liang on his lap and hugged him on the neck.

    Wrapped with one hand and read the script to him in a low voice.

    The voice is soft and low, almost whispering, gentle and patient.

    Liang Xiao was so sleepy that she slid down his legs, almost falling over, and was hugged by Huo Lan and held back.

    Liang Xiao was shaken a little sober, her eyes still closed, she already instinctively wanted to sit up straight with her shoulders straight and her hands flat. Huo Lan pressed his forehead softly twice, and opened his eyes in a daze.

    Being dizzy due to the continued fuss, Liang Xiao couldn't tell where he was right away, and after seeing Huo Lan, he still instinctively grinned at him.

    Huo Lan's eyes were warm, and he touched his hair.

    …

    In this situation, Duan Ming even felt that he was a little redundant.

    The housekeeper has had an extra day, a little desolate, looking at the self-contained silhouette in the sunset: "Old."

    Duan Ming couldn't comfort him: "...Yes."

    Butler: "The times are moving too fast."

    Duan Ming: "Yes."

    With tears in her eyes, the housekeeper and the manager comforted each other and hugged each other, and turned around to arrange a car to send Mr. Huo and Mr. Liang back.

    Liang Xiao's situation is not very serious, as long as there is no recurrence, it is not limited to rest in the hospital ward.

    The assistant team was ready to wait until the doctor checked and approved, and acted quickly to bring Mr. Huo and Mr. Liang back to the hotel suite.

    Liang Xiao was still on the hospital bed when she was so sleepy that she fell into Huo Lan's arms. As soon as she opened her eyes, her relative position to Mr. Huo didn't change much. ceiling.

    Huo Lan was working on his work, and when he noticed his movement, he let go of the mouse and lowered his head.

    Liang Xiao grinned at him and rubbed the palm of his forehead: "What time is it?"

    "Nine o'clock at night."

    Huo Lan hugged him and sat up: "Are you hungry, what do you want to eat?"

    Liang Xiao really had no strength, and when he got up, he became dizzy, and a black fog appeared in front of him.

    He wasn't too hungry, and he couldn't think much of it, he took a breath and waited for the black mist to dissipate: "It's all right... Have you eaten yet?"

    Huo Lan would measure Liang Xiao's forehead temperature every once in a while, and he still couldn't get rid of the fever. He lightly clenched his slightly hot palm and shook his head.

    Liang Xiao thought about it and couldn't help: "Then——"

    "No." Huo Lan took the water glass and touched his lips, "You haven't recovered yet, so you can't eat with me."

    Liang Xiao was dissatisfied and blew a bunch of bubbles for him with his head down and the rim of the cup in his mouth.

    Huo Lan: “…”

    Huo Lan supported him and compromised softly: "I'll eat with you."

    Liang Xiao happily touched the phone: "Do you want to eat pizza? Sweet potatoes—"

    "No." Huo Lan put the water glass back, replaced it with a warm one, added some honey and stirred it carefully according to the instructions of the agent, "I will accompany you to drink porridge."

    Liang Xiao looked at the water glass in Huo Lan's hand and wanted to blow it again, but Huo Lan had already lowered his head and took a sip, hugging him carefully.

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    After they talked about the past, Mr. Huo seemed to automatically turn on a certain switch.

    Liang Xiaohong opened her mouth wide and was hugged by him and fed a few mouthfuls of honey water.

    I boiled several kinds of porridge and pear soup. They were all stewed in a casserole in the back kitchen of the hotel, waiting for Mr. Liang who woke up to order.

    The housekeeper was very happy when he heard that Liang Xiao was awake. He personally came over and asked him if he was still feeling unwell. He was overjoyed: "You're in good spirits..."

    "It was all right." Liang Xiao's mind was still on the few mouthfuls of honey water just now, his spirit was a little too good, he coughed and smiled: "It's just a small cold, I It’s easy to get a fever when you catch a cold.”

    "Then it can't burn too much." The housekeeper was worried and cared about him in a low voice, "Mr. Huo could only hold you in the fog last night."

    Liang Xiao was taken aback by the standard of judgment of Mr. Huo by the people around Huo Lan. After thinking about it carefully, he thought it was quite reasonable: "...That's true."

    Liang Xiao thought about the picture of Huo Lan holding him in the fog for a long time, and couldn't help it, and his thoughts diverged: "In the future, when the house is too dry, can I cooperate with President Huo like this? …”

    The housekeeper was taken aback: "No, no, it will cost you too much."

    "..." Liang Xiao was persuaded by him, nodded, and took the porridge list with a wide range of categories.

    Liang Xiao has always disliked porridge, and there is no special reason for it. It is simply not to his appetite. Since he was a child, he really had no interest, and would rather eat buns and steamed buns with rice.

    People seem to have a lot of obsession with recuperating and drinking porridge.

    During the first half year of recuperation, Liang Xiao had almost drank porridge to the point of doubting his life. He was tempted by the vivid and attractive pictures and texts on the porridge list for a long time, but he still could not make up his mind.

    The housekeeper waited for a long time and tried to ask him: "Did you choose?"

    Liang Xiao took a deep breath, nodded, and was confidently trying to instruct the kitchen to mix seven or eight flavors of porridge, when she suddenly remembered something: "It's been a long time since Mr. Huo had eaten. ?"

    The housekeeper was stunned and smiled bitterly: "Also...I'll eat some with you."

    Liang Xiao was stunned: "How can I eat so little?"

    The housekeeper looked at him for a long time, had a headache, and rubbed his forehead.

    The two of them obviously sleep and eat at the same time, and I don't know why. Only when they meet the other do they have a normal cognition of eating and sleeping that meets the doctor's recommendation.

    The housekeeper couldn't bear to remind Liang Xiao, hesitated, and slowly persuaded him: "If you eat more, Mr. Huo will follow."

    Mr. Huo accompanied Mr. Liang to rest on time some time ago, and he has been well adjusted. In recent days, he has been occupied by Long Tao and the separation of the family, and he pretended that Mr. Liang could not let go. Naturally, I can't eat well and can't sleep.

    But Mr. Liang is purely because of picky eaters.

    When she is healthy and free from disease and disaster, she is fine. Liang Xiao ate a lot when he was young.

    When he was ill and had a bad appetite, Mr. Liang had almost cried a whole experienced nutritious meal team by himself.

    The housekeeper wanted to persuade him, but just as he was about to speak, Huo Lan had already pushed open the door and went back to sleep on his side.

    The butler quickly closed his mouth and shook his head at him in a very subtle way.

    Liang Xiao couldn't help frowning, nodded silently and without a trace, ordered a few more normal porridge and side dishes, and returned the list to the housekeeper.

    The back kitchen moved quickly, Huo Lan took off the pillow and let Liang Xiao lean on him again. He didn't continue working at the head of the bed for a long time before the hot porridge was brought up.

    Huo Lan was dealing with reports from various departments for the past two days, nodded and watched them put the porridge and vegetables on the square table: "Go."

    Several assistants had experienced the blizzard last night. They looked carefully at Liang Xiao, and when they saw that he was all right, their minds relaxed a lot. .

    Liang Xiao leaned against Huo Lan, watched for a while, and made trouble in a low voice: "Is the branch going well?"

    Huo Lan raised his arm around him and nodded: "There is no obvious obstacle, just follow the trend."

    Liang Xiao casually said nonsense: "Will Long Tao still have trump cards? For example, they are actually a branch of Disney..."

    "No."

    Huo Lan shook his head and patiently told him: "Longtao's legal and equity parties are clear, it is an independent film and television company."

      Time to kidnap you and covertly replace..."

    Huo Lan: “…”

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    Liang Xiao couldn't talk anymore, so he turned off the little Huang Wen in his head: "No."

    The housekeeper didn't have time to come out, and he could roughly guess what was going on.

    Huo Lan usually takes good care of herself, getting up early and practicing three meals at a time, in Jiangnan, every time Xiaoliang Xiao was addicted to playing games and forgot to eat, the young Huo Lan would be extraordinarily cold directly cut off the Wi-Fi link on which survival depends.

    But once there is an important exam to prepare for, the relationship between the two will be completely reversed.

      According to Huo Lan's temper, Liang Xiao was not surprised, Huo Lan would instinctively prioritize his energy and work.

    But you can't even eat and sleep

    Even if Alpha's physical fitness is much stronger, it can't help but consume so much.

    Liang Xiao decided to care about Mr. Huo, put down the spoon, suddenly poked Huo Lan who was concentrating on work, and whispered, "Hey."

    Huo Lan froze for a moment, let go of the mouse and turned his head.

    Liang Xiao probed: "You——"

    Liang Xiao looked down at him holding his hand, his eyes also became hot, pursed his lips and smiled at him, added a little strength to hold it back, and squeezed twice .

    When the two of them were in Jiangnan, they huddled together by the bedside to do their homework. When he couldn't write, he would tease Huo Lan like this.

    Although most of it was because he refused to get out of bed in a non-violent and uncooperative manner, the young Huo Lan is not very temperamental about this kind of thing. Came to his room with a workbook.

    You can't always call people the fat sheep. Liang Xiao changed her nicknames.

    Liang Xiao couldn't help but asked him, "Why did you ask me to do your homework at that time?"

    Liang Xiao wanted to know very much, so Lian Tropical leaned on him and asked softly, "Is it really to make me feel the strong atmosphere of learning?"

    Huo Lan glanced at him and whispered, "No."

    Liang Xiao asked: "To supervise my study?"

    Huo Lan was forced by him and shook his head: "No..."

    Liang Xiao's mouth couldn't hold back: "Then——"

    Huo Lan admitted in a low voice, "I want to chat with me when you can't continue learning."

    Liang Xiao was still happily waiting for the answer of "looking for a chance to stay together", and reminiscing about the past with Huo Lan and feeling the true feelings, most of the feelings are brewing: "..."

    Liang Xiao: "?"

    Liang Xiao was unbelievable, and his charming thoughts vanished: "Then I will chat with you, and you will train me?!"

    Huo Lan had no way of defending, he was silent for a while, and lowered his head.

    Liang Xiao never dreamed that it was all fishing and law enforcement, the more he thought about it, the more grieved and indignant he became: "I am also fined to write ten more questions, and I am not allowed to read the answer??"

    Huo Lan didn't expect him to remember it so clearly, he was a little embarrassed, and squeezed his hand.

    Liang Xiao was reluctant to throw it away, and after holding it for a long time, he moved Huo Lan's mouse to find a sentence that was useless, and slammed on the keyboard and forcefully deleted a period for him.

    "You will come to me if you don't know how to write."

    Huo Lan lowered his eyes and admitted softly: "You don't talk to me often, I-"

    Liang Xiao said with grief and indignation: "I don't talk to you often because you punish me for answering questions whenever I talk!"

    Huo Lan was stunned, opened his mouth, and said nothing.

    Liang Xiao stared at him for a long while, with a soft heart, and after a long laugh, she slammed her force on Huo Lan's shoulder.

    They are not only easy to be brought into a logical blind spot, but also easy to create a blind spot by themselves, and lead others to go around calmly.

    Liang Xiao lost her temper. Looking at Huo Lang's dazed gaze, she began to feel distressed, and tugged at his sleeve: "It's okay, I'm not angry with you anymore."

    Liang Xiao thought about how he had written the question bank for him for several days, and still couldn't help being a little angry: "Kiss me ten times, one question per question, one grievance and one grudge— "

    Huo Lan took his hand: "No write-off."

    "Not checked."

    Liang Xiao just said it smoothly, but he regretted it as soon as he said it.

    Huo Lan stared at him for a while, then fell over and touched Liang Xiao's forehead lightly.

    Liang Xiao was still waiting for their 10th consecutive kiss, Mr. Huo, who was a little hot, and pulled him hard: "No, go down."

    "It's not even." Huo Lan whispered, "I'll pay it back slowly, nine out of thirteen."

    Liang Xiao is not ignorant of usury, and her mind is still confused, her mouth has already reacted instinctively: "A period of several months..."

    Huo Lan closed his eyes: "One month."

    Liang Xiao couldn't help but do the math. He was stunned by the astonishing figure of Li Guanli, and couldn't help grinning.

    Liang Xiao raised her hand and pressed her face, barely controlling her expression, trying her best to make her **** so obvious: "Okay... okay."

    Liang Xiao was having fun for a long time, realizing that Huo Lan's mood was not right, he was stunned, and dragged him: "What's the matter...what are you thinking?"

    "Think-" Huo Lan was silent, "What would have happened if I had told you the truth at the time."

    Liang Xiao said bluntly: "Then I was scared away."

    Huo Lan was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes and looked at him quietly for a while, then lightly pursed the corners of his lips and nodded.

    Liang Xiaoan leaned against him quietly, and her chest also fainted with pantothenic acid.

    As far as I ran out of fear, I would run as far as I came back.

    When I got to the imperial capital, I sat on the train crying and coughing all the way, scattering petals all the way, and ran to the flower bed downstairs of their house to bury the keys.

    Liang Xiao vaguely understood where Huo Lan's heart was, hugged Huo Lan and patted her softly, "Then we may not be like this now."

    Liang Xiao frightened him: "You may not be Mr. Huo, you may be taken by me to run away to a place where you can't find it."

    Liang Xiao let go of her reverie: "My talent is too good to hide, and it is estimated that I will be discovered by scouts. Then I take over the show to support the family, you run errands for me as an assistant, and squeeze my shoulders every day Massage, if you don't press it well, I will bully you..."

    Huo Lan listened quietly and smiled softly.

    Liang Xiao didn't expect Huo Lan to be described so miserably by himself, and even laughed: "What are you laughing at?"

    Huo Lan whispered: "It's good."

    Liang Xiao opened her mouth, and her chest suddenly became sour.

    Huo Lan hugged him and wrapped him in his arms.

    "I don't want the past, we are not allowed to feel uncomfortable about the past."

    Liang Xiaohong sniffed with eyes rimmed: "Whoever cries will spank."

    Huo Lan lowered his head, hesitantly whether he was fishing for law enforcement, and moved his right hand slightly.

    Liang Xiao ignorantly missed the opportunity: "Starting tomorrow."

    Huo Lan lowered his eyes and said softly, "Okay."

    "Eat first." Liang Xiao was inattentive and forgot his business, sniffling vigorously, "When I'm sick, I need to take care of my body, sleep on time and eat on time."

    Liang Xiaoyi instructed and arranged for Assistant Huo: "I want someone to supervise me, eat and sleep with me."

    Huo Lan looked at him, stunned for a moment, the corners of his lips lifted, and nodded in cooperation: "Yes."

    "Sleeping with me must be used as a pillow from beginning to end, and it is not allowed to sneak away in advance."

    Liang Xiao is very strict and rules: "You have to eat more than me when you eat with me, otherwise I will have no appetite."

    Huo Lan was worried that the porridge was cold, so he scooped up a spoonful, tried it with his lips, and fed it to him: "Yeah."

    Liang Xiao swallowed the mountains and rivers in anger, held the porridge with just the right temperature, swallowed it instinctively, and steamed from the top of his head: "..."

    Liang Xiao was scalded, and he was steaming in a trance for a long time, and quietly dragged Assistant Huo who had committed the crime.

    Huo Lan looked up at him.

    Liang Xiao: "Fa, is this treatment always when you have a fever?"

    Huo Lan scooped up a spoon of porridge, met his gaze, pursed the corners of his lips, and nodded.

    Mr. Liang rested in the hotel for three days, and returned to the production crew with the help of his illness.

    In the next week, Mr. Liang was very dedicated to his work. He still insisted on rushing to the crew with a fever every day, and successfully completed each scene.

    In the next half month, Mr. Liang was disabled and determined, with a high fever of 39 degrees every day, and he still did not go off the fire line. He did not need a substitute, and completed several high-quality fight scenes.

    In the next two weeks and one day, Mr. Liang returned from the crew in high spirits, asked the housekeeper for a thermometer, found a good position, and hummed a song with his arms folded into the side sleeper.

    Mr. Huo put down the computer, took a serious look at Mr. Liang's complexion, touched his forehead, picked him up and weighed him.

    Mr. Huo raised his hand, embraced Mr. Liang, and leaned over to unbutton Mr. Liang's coat.

    The housekeeper saw no evil, and sternly drove away a group of nervous assistants who were peeking at the door to see the progress, helped them to close the door, and peeked through the crack of the door with the manager.

    …

    After so long, Mr. Liang still seemed a little nervous and cramped. He even declined politely and tried to push away the hand of Mr. Huo.

    Mr. Huo was calm and gentle, held Mr. Liang's hand, kissed Mr. Liang so tightly that he couldn't move, and unbuttoned his coat.

    He took out a thermometer and three hot water bottles.