The President of Spicy Chicken Has Returned My Innocence!

    Liang Xiao felt a little guilty and wanted to cover up, so he poked the thermometer on Mr. Huo.

    The mercury column was summoned by the pheromone, and tremblingly fell for more than half a square, stopped at forty degrees two, and did not move.

    Huo Lan: “…”

    Huo Lan confiscated the thermometer and put it away: "Is it hot?"

    Huo Lan looked at him and waited for a while, but when Liang Xiao didn't respond, he raised his hand to unbutton his shirt.

    Liang Xiao was startled, grabbed the collar and shook his head quickly: "No."

    Liang Xiao met Mr. Huo's gaze, coughed twice, and admitted, "red... red, no burns."

    After all, in order to create a realistic state of fever, not only does the thermometer cooperate, but people also have to be warmer, at least they must be held to have a heavy and oppressive feeling of the disease.

    Liang Xiao was careless and careless for a while, and Mr. Huo found clues from other aspects of heaviness and oppression.

    Huo Lan looked at him and pressed his eyebrows.

    Liang Xiao suffered too much physical loss when he was a teenager, and the sequelae of the pheromone outbreak still failed to recover completely. Huo Lan didn't dare to relax, because Liang Xiao's condition had been worrying for ten days, and the doctor had to do it several times just for the examination.

    The medical team has established two, and discussed more than ten hypotheses about the situation that Mr. Liang returned to the hotel every day with a high fever.

    …None of the assumptions take into account the hot water bottle.

    Huo Lan felt a little overwhelmed when he hugged Liang Xiao a few days ago, vaguely aware of the clue, thinking that Liang Xiao has rarely been willful tossing once in these years, but also cooperated without puncturing it, accompany him Been messing around for a few days.

    The number of hot water bottles is increasing, and if it is not stopped, the thermometer may be scalded.

    Huo Lan touched his head and suppressed his temper: "Why so much?"

    Liang Xiao honestly admitted his mistake: "The physical cooling time can be a little longer."

    After all, in addition to the humanistic care of synchronizing sleep and food, physical cooling is also required. The main way of physical cooling is that Mr. Huo hugged him into the fog.

    The longer you hold each other, the more you can do.

    Liang Xiao considers himself to be experienced, and firmly believes that when the number of hot water bottles reaches six, they can turn Mr. Huo into the car and weld the accelerator.

    Liang Xiao thought of herself a little hot, the corner of her mouth grinned unconsciously, and tried her best to press it back seriously.

    Huo Lan: “…”

    Huo Lan pressed his forehead hard and took a deep breath.

    He suddenly became a little worried, if it weren't for the fact that the type of pheromone was too special, Liang Xiao might buy a bottle of the same pheromone perfume and enter the estrus period at 8 o'clock every night.

    "..." Liang Xiao's throat moved, and she couldn't help but feel a little moved. She tried to touch her phone without a trace, and clicked on the purchase software to search.

    Huo Lan had a headache, confiscated his mobile phone, and put it away with the thermometer: "I'm not—"

    Before the two of them revealed the past, Huo Lan was always affectionate and polite, not only worried about Liang Xiao's body, but also always uneasy, and wanted to leave Liang Xiao finally free to come and go Choose an opportunity.

    He is willing to be intimate with Liang Xiao, and he is willing to take care of Liang Xiao by himself, never feeling any hard work.

    Everything that needs to be said has been made clear, he and Liang Xiao are already a family, and more intimate things will naturally have to be done sooner or later.

    …

    But you can't stick a hot water bottle on your body and have a fever for half a month.

    Huo Lan has also vaguely heard the housekeeper and the others talking in secret these days.

    Liang Xiao banged, so hot that she couldn't move.

    "I thought you were sick, I didn't dare to mess around."

    Huo Lan looked at him: "You must take care of your body first, and then we will talk about other things."

    Liang Xiao was forced to support her for half a month. She felt that her health was not good enough. She opened her mouth to speak, and when she met Huo Lan's extremely serious eyes, her heart softened.

    Liang Xiao drooped down and said honestly, "Okay."

    Huo Lan held his hand, leaned over and touched his lips: "When you are healthy, you can do anything."

    Liang Xiao swallowed: "Okay."

    Huo Lan was finally worried, unbuttoned his clothes, carefully checked the scalded area, and confirmed that he was not scalded. He took the pajamas and put them on for Liang Xiao meticulously.

    Liang Xiao stretched out his arms, honestly asked him to put his sleeves up, and whispered to him: "Huo Lan."

    Huo Lan carefully straightened the placket and looked up at him.

    "Aren't you angry?" Liang Xiao slid down the edge of the bed and squatted with him head to head, "Seeing how hard you have been these days... I want to make trouble with you, let you change your mood ."

    Liang Xiao was self-defeating, a little embarrassed, and coughed lightly: "No more trouble-"

    Huo Lan whispered: "I know."

    Liang Xiao was startled.

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    He doubted that they would be able to pick him up and play with him sooner or later.

    Liang Xiaoteng changed his body position in the clouds and fog, and sat firmly, and placed himself on Mr. Huo's body according to the situation.

    Huo Lan's heartbeat was quiet and powerful, Liang Xiao got close, listened to the clear and constant tapping on his chest, his voice unconsciously softened, and posted a note on his neck: "Why... just understood?"

    "Always knew."

    Huo Lan closed his eyes and hugged him: "If you think I'm working hard, you will always find a way to make me happy."

    He said it too clearly, but Liang Xiao was a little embarrassed, and took the initiative to admit: "This time I mainly think."

    After all, Mr. Huo's speed was too stable, and he could stop meticulously and strictly no matter what step he took.

    Like now.

    Liang Xiao tugged at his sleeve, her ears were red, and she had a cheeky face to ask for welfare: "The buttons haven't been tied yet"

    Huo Lan whispered: "No more."

    Liang Xiao still didn't come out in his own thoughts, and nodded subconsciously: "Alright, then—"

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    Liang Xiao raised her head in amazement and dragged Huo Lan to touch the temperature on his body.

    Huo Lan reluctantly pursed the corner of his lower lip, and held Liang Xiao's hand that was groping around: "The doctor said that your physical condition has recovered, and you can adapt to a certain extent. slight irritation."

    Liang Xiaogan swallowed and said in a trance: "No, is it not the end..."

    Huo Lan touched the back of his neck and pondered for a while.

    Liang Xiao's body some time ago may not be able to withstand the temporary mark, he did not dare to take risks, so he could only make Liang Xiao switch back to the mode of stabilizing pheromones with inhibitors.

    Now that Liang Xiao's body has been adjusted almost, Huo Lan originally wanted to try it with him, restore the temporary mark, and see how much the pheromone can be stabilized.

    Step by step, until the end, once Liang Xiao felt unable to hold on, he stopped immediately.

    Huo Lan nodded: "Not until the end."

    Housekeeper: "!"

    Duan Ming: "!"

    Liang Xiao: "!!"

    Liang Xiao tremblingly touched his thigh, and twisted the flesh.

    Huo Lan got up to prepare, rang the bell and asked the housekeeper to guard outside the door, hugging Mr. Liang, who was lying down peacefully with his arms crossed for some reason, and gently put him back on the bed.

    …

    The agent failed to hold on to the end, and wanted to know what happened, and chased Liang Xiao to inquire for three days.

    "And then what?"

    Duan Ming asked the assistant to guard the person, dragged Liang Xiao, and lowered his voice: "Mr. Huo put you on his lap, what did you do after hugging you?"

    Liang Xiao couldn't escape, put down the script and sighed: "It's almost as planned."

    Duan Ming saw the plan he wrote, and when he heard the words, his eyes widened: "Really?"

    Duan Ming: "Mr. Huo first grabbed the back of your neck to prevent you from moving, and then restrained your hand. Pressing you against the head of the bed, thunder, lightning, blizzard, and snow. , until you fainted, and after half an hour, took you into the bathroom..."

    Liang Xiao bite the bullet: "Almost."

    Liang Xiao's confidence is a little lacking: "Jump...jump some steps."

    "It doesn't matter, it's okay to have one more item and one less item."

    Duan Ming waved his hand: "Which step did you jump from?"

    Liang Xiao: "Mr. Huo grabbed my neck."

    Duan Ming waited for a long time to see that he did not intend to continue: "...And then?"

    Liang Xiao was a little embarrassed: "I was slow for half an hour and was carried into the bathroom by Mr. Huo."

    Duan Ming: "…"

    The feeling that the glands are embedded in the teeth is too exciting, Liang Xiao has lingering fears, and presses his heart: "I haven't bitten for a long time, I'm not used to it..."

    It is different from the temporary mark that is used to calm the alpha pheromone and simply extract the information source. If the omega pheromone calms down, the requirements are much higher, and the required processes and operations are more Difficult and complicated.

    Also more… exciting.

    Liang Xiaogan swallowed and couldn't help but think about it.

    Huo Lan has tried his best to restrain himself, but the ubiquitous sense of oppression still wraps him firmly.

    The glands were grinded by the mouth, and the cool ice and snow breathed out from the particularly sensitive point on the back of the neck, wrapping his consciousness into a plain white ice and snow.

    There is a flowing fire under the ice, and in the side bed, which is so quiet that you can hear the needle falling, you can almost hear the sound of sweat dripping on the skin.

    Duan Ming couldn't help but wake him up: "Mr. Huo just bit you."

     "Brother Duan, you can't experience it in beta."

    Liang Xiao blushed: "Physiological structure, in the inventory you confiscated, the fit is not so high..."

    Duan Ming never thought about it, when he mentioned it, he couldn't help rubbing his forehead: "By the way, you must have a high degree of fit."

    "No wonder you are so sensitive to Mr. Huo." Duan Ming suddenly figured out, "Mr. Huo's pheromone was induced by you, and the whole world may be like this. If it is really quantified, Your match should be higher than 100%..."

    Liang Xiao recovered and frowned: "Brother Duan."

    Duan Ming was stunned for a moment, realizing that he accidentally said something wrong, and quickly shut up.

     Duan Ming didn't have time to think about this these days, looked at Liang Xiao's expression, and whispered: "Mr. Huo... don't know?"

    Liang Xiao smiled: "I know what this is for."

    Duan Ming nodded: "Understood, I will seal."

    This kind of thing is not a simple matter of one being distressed for the other. What Liang Xiao was most worried about was that Jiang Nanye knew what happened at the beginning, but now that Jiang Nanye has become Huo Lan, he has to be even more careful deal with.

    "Not a long-term solution."

    Duan Ming reminded him in a low voice: "I can't hide it, it will be revealed sooner or later."

    "I know." Liang Xiao said, "At least... slow down."

    Liang Xiao fell asleep these days, and occasionally woke up in the middle of the night to find that Huo Lan was holding his wrist, and the pulp of his fingers was attached to his pulse.

    Even after so many days of desensitization, Huo Lan still occasionally suffers from nightmares. Liang Xiao himself knew what it was like to fall into a dream and not be able to wake up.

    "I understand, Mr. Huo's mother was seriously ill for several years because of his pheromone."

    Duan Ming frowned and nodded: "Let him know about this..."

    Duan Ming didn't say any more, thought about it for a long time, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "You said that Mr. Huo wanted to infiltrate us slowly before, and wanted you to know that he and Jiang Nanye a. Relationship, is it also so anxious?"

    Duan Ming was open to his heart and deliberately teased Liang Xiao: "The feng shui turns and it's even."

    Liang Xiao followed with a smile: "It's not even."

    Duan Ming was stunned for a moment: "Why not even?"

    "I don't know, what Mr. Huo said is not even."

    Liang Xiao's ears warmed: "Originally, it was supposed to be kissing ten times, but Mr. Huo wouldn't make it even, so he had to borrow usury."

    Duan Ming: "…"

    "Nine out of thirteen, you may not understand."

    Liang Xiao had a headache, fearing that the broker's knowledge was not rich enough, so he specially introduced: "Usury loan, borrow ten to nine and pay back thirteen. Life is not over..."

    Duan Ming regretted talking to him, took a clean Sydney, wiped it and stuffed it in his mouth.

    "Let's talk about it." Liang Xiao took a bite of the pear and mumbled, "Fortunately... I knew it first."

    If Huo Lan and Jiang Nanye really didn't match up, I would recruit this matter and let Huo Lan match all the details closely.

    Liang Xiao didn't even dare to think about how Huo Lan would react.

    Duan Ming thought about it and fought a cold war: "Will we become a Frozen crew?"

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    Duan Ming: "…"

    Liang Xiao had no way to refute, so he clenched his fists towards him, and went to do makeup with a pear in his mouth.

    The main actor recovered, and the crew resumed their original progress. In one go, they successfully filmed all the plots of the young prince in the palace and the new emperor before the throne.

    Liang Xiao sat in the dressing room, facing the dazzling array of rags, and more or less began to thank the gradually warmer weather.

    "The next play will be hard."

    Director Jin was talking about the show, holding his arms and watching the makeup artist do his makeup: "Your physical condition is quite suitable now, you don't need to reduce it any more."

    The production director came to watch the fun, and was asking Liang Xiao how to handsomely turn the fan in his hand and turn it into a flower. Hearing this, he was curious: "Isn't he going to run away?"

    Jin Zhenbo glanced at Liang Xiao and explained to him: "If you lose weight again to the previous state, a gust of wind blows it away, and the last part of the journey to help is not easy to explain."

    "..." Liang Xiao has gradually adapted to the director's evaluation, and coughed: "Okay."

    Jin Zhenbo lowered his head and glanced at the script: "This part of the script mainly focuses on the surging group portraits in the palace, your role is not difficult... Desperate but not despair, abandoned but not self-abandoned, can take Okay?"

    Liang Xiaojing thought for a while: "Yes."

    "That's it."

    Jin Zhenbo nodded: "You don't have many scenes in this part, and the intermittent shooting is not uniform enough. We discussed it and moved all your parts to the early concentrated shooting. Can you stick to it?"

    "It just so happened that Star Crown also contacted us and said that you will have a variety show later."

    The director of production was frightened by the director's notification-style negotiation, dragged Jin Zhenbo aside, and quickly added: "Let's cooperate here and try to compress your scenes to May, before the variety show. Completed."

    Jin Dao didn't hear the difference between these two expressions, he frowned, and still insisted: "For your good condition——"

    The production director covered Director Jin's mouth and dragged him behind him.

    Liang Xiao couldn't help laughing and nodded: "Yes, thank the crew."

    The director of production heaved a sigh of relief, smiled and waved his hand: "We are perfect for each other, and we also want to thank you for your dedication."

    In the past few years, the schedule of the actors was almost completely arranged by the crew, and this adjustment did not need to be communicated and discussed.

    In recent years, the industry has been attacked by capital, and there is a general trend of impetuousness. Artists are either unwilling to endure hardships, feel tired or annoying, or cannot independently arrange for the company to extract value. There have been many situations.

    The actor who has been famous for a long time is better, like Liang Xiao, who has a good business attitude, and the company behind it does not drag its legs and does not act arrogantly. It is also possible to meet the new generation of young forces who can withstand the traffic Not to be asked for.

    Liang Xiao knew what to do, and was slightly dumb: "You passed the prize... I just have nothing to do."

    "It's not easy either." The production director praised him, "The average young man has come to your point, and he will be more or less floating."

    Jin Dao was tucked behind and was not allowed to speak, and was still angry: "Isn't he afraid that he will float away when he blows the wind? Everyone said let him eat more..."

      It's time to miss this period of nothing."

    Liang Xiao smiled: "Yes."

    The production director patted him on the shoulder and asked him to concentrate on reading the script to find the status, and dragged Jin out of the dressing room.

    …

    It is a prophecy.

    The filming progress of the crew is at the end of the month, and there is really something.

    "It's not our business."

    Duan Ming took Liang Xiao off the show and returned to the hotel, and gave him some air in advance: "The merger is settled, Mr. Huo will go back to deal with it."

    Liang Xiao was taken aback: "So soon?"

    "Almost, Longtao's share was basically nibbled clean, the wall fell and everyone pushed, and the star crown actually didn't do much in the later stage."

    Duan Ming simply told him: "There are not many artists who are willing to stay in the star crown, most of them are job-hopping, and a lot of them have been poached."

    Liang Xiao nodded: "No surprise."

    "Yes." Duan Ming nodded, "If you are used to taking relationships in Longtao, you may not be able to adapt to the atmosphere of fair competition in Star Crown. It is better to go to a small company and have exclusive access to the resources of the artist. "

    Star Crown’s selection of artists has always been more expensive and less expensive. The development model tends to focus on strength and traffic as a supplement. In truth, it is not very friendly to fast-moving artists who focus on marketing.

    This time Long Tao's artists are leaving the tide, and there must be a star crown behind it. General Manager Long Tao was angry and asked Xingguan about the theory. He hit a nail that was neither hard nor soft in the secretary department: "The artist that Mr. Huo wants to dig has already been dug up, and we can't rob it again. The potential is far from being fully discovered, and we are focusing on training, so there is no idle time..."

    General Manager Long Tao was so angry that he almost smashed his office when he returned.

    Duan Ming went back to the topic: "But this time, Huo always won't be back in a short time... There are too many things to do."

    Duan Ming: "The skinny camel is bigger than the horse, even if Long Tao's body is completely cool, it is a big project to formally acquire it, and also to organize and rectify it, unlike before That way, it can be solved only by video conferencing and faxing, and it will take a month at least.”

    Liang Xiao calculated the time: "Almost... a month is a bit tight."

    Liang Xiao thought about it carefully: "Maybe it will be delayed until I finish it."

    Duan Ming: "…"

    Duan Ming reminded: "You can't go to Mr. Huo either, your scenes are so dense that a fly can't get in."

    Liang Xiao sighed: "Yes."

    Duan Ming looked at him: "…"

    Liang Xiao was inexplicably looked at by him, and looked down at himself: "What's wrong?"

    Duan Ming secretly saw two people sleeping together in a small group from the crack of the door last night, and couldn't help frowning: "Did you have a different dream in the same bed so soon?"

      get ready."

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    Liang Xiao pressed his forehead and smiled: "No...it's a waste."

    Duan Ming was stunned: "Huh?"

    "It's a waste. When Mr. Huo goes back, there will be time to miss."

    Liang Xiao is extraordinarily calm: "Now think rationally, what can you do in the limited time."

    Duan Ming opened his mouth, infected by his calmness, and lowered his voice: "What are you doing?"

    "It can make us think of each other as soon as we open our eyes, and not to think that we can't do anything."

    Liang Xiao pondered: "I made a life-size wax figure in a hug pose and put it behind the door of Mr. Huo's office."

    "..." Duan Ming was relieved: "No, it's too scary."

    Liang Xiao regretted: "Is it scary?"

    "You think for yourself." Duan Ming described to him, "Mr. Huo came to the company to work overtime in the middle of the night.

    Liang Xiao thought about it, and was frightened by himself: "Forget it."

    Liang Xiao thought more carefully and added: "If Longtao sends someone to attack Mr. Huo in the middle of the night, it will not be easy for the bodyguards to tell who to protect."

    Duan Ming gave him a puzzled look and tried his best to think: "What are you doing for Mr. Huo?"

    "Handmade or something." Duan Ming said, "Mr. Huo likes your two little paper umbrellas very much."

    A few days ago, when the assistant was cleaning up the room, the assistant accidentally broke one, which once caused the entire team to face a big survival crisis.

    Fortunately, the captain of the bodyguard had a heart to sniff the roses, found some glue, carefully re-adhesive and repaired, and because of this smooth promotion, he was transferred back to the inner circle.

    For this negligence, Mr. Huo severely punished himself for not peeling walnuts for two days.

    Liang Xiao looked at Huo Lan in those few days, it was really wrong, and he didn't ask any questions.

    "Even if you find a piece of paper and draw two strokes on it, Mr. Huo is not allowed to touch it."

    Duan Ming is very experienced: "Otherwise, you can just find a book and draw 30 pages of sketches for Mr. Huo."

    Liang Xiao got angry: "Can't I write 30 letters to Mr. Huo once a day?"

    Duan Ming looked at him.

    Liang Xiao: "...No."

    Writing thirty letters, it would take him about a year to thorn in his head.

    Liang Xiao woke up, made up her mind, dragged her manager and whispered a few words, got out of the car and entered the hotel.