Dangerous old Gong spoils me too much

At noon, after finishing her lunch, Aunt Zhao looked at the finished products on the table contentedly, without noticing that there were more dishes on the table, she took off her apron and went back to her home.

"Qi Xiao, are you a dog? You bite so hard..." Wen Shichu lay on the porcelain white table in the bathroom, facing the mirror, and disinfected the slightly swollen corners of his lips with alcohol bit by bit.

Last night, as if he was afraid that he would die of suffocation, Qi Xiao kissed him again and again, who was in pain until he was unconscious, but his mouth was swollen by the man.

And the most frightening thing is that Qi Xiao still remembers the 'tie feud...

"Hiss!" His legs felt tearing pain when he took a slightly larger step, accompanied by a burning sensation.

Qi Xiao is a pervert who doesn't know how to be gentle...

Wen Shichu shook his head, forcing himself not to think about the unilateral violence last night.

But the more he didn't want to think about it, the more deeply imprinted that scene was in front of his eyes, vividly.

I don't know how this man with problematic legs did it. His legs can't exert force, but his arms are amazingly strong. It's like eating spinach from Popeye. He used him as a dumbbell for a whole night. In the morning, I was able to go to work in the company refreshed.

Wen Shichu didn't dare to imagine that if Qi Xiao's legs were healthy, then he would have died in a wheelchair last night.

"That old man who sells spinach cheaply, I hate you... Hiss!" The cotton swab in his hand was too hard, and the wound on his lip was hot and painful.

Outside the window, a black Maybach slowly drove into the garage of the villa, Jiang Ming respectfully helped Qi Xiao out of the car, and the wheelchair was ready.

Thinking of the morning's "Litchi Enmity", Wen Shichu resisted the discomfort in his body, and when he went out, he had a kind and sweet smile on his face.

"President Qi, you are back." Wen Shichu stood at the door, took Jiang Ming's hand, and pushed Qi Xiao to the restaurant.

Qi Xiao's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help looking back.

Today's Wen Shichu was wearing a light blue striped shirt, which added a bit of cleanliness and gentleness to the already fair complexion. A few strawberries were exposed at the collarbone, which confirmed the holy event last night. , It also invisibly embellishes the youthful white skin more delicately.

Sure enough, only after being educated did he know how to be obedient.

It seems that there will be more education in the future.

"How does your body feel now?" Qi Xiao sat on the main seat, watching Wen Shichuling bring a bowl of white rice by himself.

"It's... okay, I can barely walk." Wen Shichu lowered his eyebrows, his lips were slightly swollen, and he smiled innocently with every glance, like a cute and pitiful little white rabbit.

"I'll pay more attention next time." Qi Xiao's expression was flat, he was in a good mood, even looking at his assistant, he felt pretty: "Go to Ling Jiangming and prepare a pair of bowls and chopsticks."

It wasn't once or twice that Jiang Ming accompanied Qi Xiao to dinner, but he was not restrained either. He smiled kindly at Wen Shichu and sat down.

"Then trouble sister-in-law." Jiang Ming wiped honey on his small mouth.

Qi Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, he didn't reject the term 'sister-in-law', on the contrary he thought it sounded good.

After Wen Shichu served Jiang Ming a bowl of rice, he also sat next to Qi Xiao with the rice.

"Hey? Is this the lychee wrapped in bread crumbs that was popular some time ago? I saw that many food bloggers have made it. I heard it is delicious. I will try it too..." Jiang Ming is a food lover, I recognized this Internet celebrity dish at a glance, and I was about to pick it up with my chopsticks.

"Crack." Wen Shichu took out his chopsticks, blocking Jiang Ming's chopsticks.

"Auntie Zhao didn't make the lychee soaked in the stream water, but I made it specially for Mr. Qi." Wen Shichu gave Jiang Ming a sharp look.

"Ah, that's how it is..." Jiang Ming understood in seconds that this was a private dish specially prepared by Xiaojiao's wife for the CEO. It represented all of Xiaojiao's wife's love, so others could not eat it.

Hearing the word 'lychee', Qi Xiao frowned slightly, subconsciously looking down at Wen Shichu.

Although the line of sight is blocked by the table, it does not hinder the man's imagination.

In the cotton field, the freshness of lychees just picked in the morning, accompanied by the nectar from the sky...

"Forget it...forget it, I'll eat it myself, maybe Mr. Qi doesn't like to eat this." Wen Shichu's voice was full of grievances, and a trace of hurt and disappointment flashed in the innocent deer's eyes. The dish in front of Qi Xiao was brought to him.

Qi Xiao saw the scratch on Wen Shichu's hand.

There are many blunt thorns on the surface of the lychee. Wen Shichu must have accidentally scratched his hand while peeling the lychee shell.

"Wait." Qi Xiao took a full view of the disappointment and injury in Wen Shichu's eyes, elegantly took a piece, and chewed it slowly.

"It's delicious. It's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It has a hint of sweetness from lychee. It's elastic and silky. It also has an indescribably rich taste." The man spit out the kernels slowly.

Perhaps it was because Wen Shichu made it himself, Qi Xiao actually felt the fragrance from the youth's body in the aftertaste of his mouth.

This feeling is like another fierce collision of taste buds in the brain and mouth. The taste is indescribably delicious. Qi Xiao couldn't help bringing the plate of 'lychees soaked in stream water' in front of him, and ate up the whole meal in a dignified and graceful manner. a plate.

"Really...is it really delicious?" Wen Shichu bit his chopsticks with his snow-white teeth, looked at Qi Xiao nervously with rabbit-like eyes, and a slight sense of tension appeared on his handsome and innocent face.

"Well, it's delicious. What ingredients are used? Next time I ask Aunt Zhao to make it, so you don't have to cook it yourself. It smells like oily smoke, which is not good for your health."

The tip of Qi Xiao's ascetic tongue lingered in his mouth, as if he was still savoring it.

"Cough...cough cough!" Wen Shichu's face turned red and hot, spreading to the base of his ears.

"It's fine if you like it." In order to prevent Qi Xiao from being suspicious, Wen Shichu said vaguely: "I can make it for you in the future, but this dish is very meaningful, and I don't want Aunt Zhao to make it."

Qi Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, is this a dish specially made for him?

The man had a panoramic view of the young man's shy and lovely appearance, and he felt warm in his heart, as if seeing the immature and clean Wen Shichu once again.

In fact, when Wen Shichu became docile, it really made people feel uneasy to abuse him, and just wanted to lock him up as his forbidden descendant.

After eating, Wen Shichu finished packing the dishes and came out. Jiang Ming took out a stack of documents from his briefcase and placed them in front of Wen Shichu.

"Sister-in-law, take a look at this, sign it if there is no problem."

"This is...?" Wen Shichu looked at the labor contract, and his eyes flicked back and forth between Jiang Ming and Qi Xiao in doubt.

"The actor labor contract of "Qin Han Mingyue" has a second male lead, and the company can't find a suitable person for the time being, so go ahead."

Qi Xiao folded his hands gracefully, and his falcon-like eyes fell on Wen Shichu.

When he was in the university town last time, Qi Xiao found out that Wen Shichu actually came to audition.

Originally, the man wanted to leave Wen Shichu the male number three who Wen Shichu wanted to audition at that time, but the director suddenly asked in an unclear tone:

"Mr. Qi, this male number three is a heinous villain. He deprived the female second of her innocence in the play. He is called the silver devil. Are you sure?"

— Hearing that it was a silver devil character, Mr. Qi immediately vetoed it.

After much deliberation, there happened to be a vase male duo who had a fairy-like air to choose, so he immediately left the male second's contract and took it home.

"The second male? Duanmuqing?" Wen Shichu's eyes shimmered for a moment, as if there was a fashion fall, and beautiful sparks burst out.

Originally, the young man thought that his acting career might be coming to an end, and he made Qi Xiao's house warming tool, maybe one day he would get tired of playing with Qi Xiao and abandon him.

But unexpectedly, Qi Xiao accidentally picked up the seed of the extinguished dream in his heart, and planted it in the soil, where it took root and sprouted.

"Ling... mine?" Wen Shichu felt like he was dreaming.

This Duanmuqing, in the play, is an image of a fairy tale storyteller, who usually appears at the beginning and end of each plot.

"Qin Han Mingyue" is unfolded in the form of/posters telling the stories of predecessors, and Duanmuqing is the storyteller. Although each plot point only shows his face for one to two minutes, he is not dead from beginning to end, and The shape is fairy-like and elegant, and it is easy to absorb powder.

Wen Shichu had never expected such a second male role.

"Yeah." Qi Xiao nodded, "I'm going on a business trip in two days, if you need anything, you can contact Ling Li from Starlight Entertainment, she is my second assistant."

If it's possible, Qi Xiao doesn't mind letting Wen Shichu play the leading role. After all, making Wen Shichu happy is more important than making money.

But as a pointing person in the entertainment industry, the man knows very well that if he suddenly promotes an unknown newcomer to the highest point, if he is a little careless, he will become a murderer.

At that time, the endless black fans and abuse will be unstoppable, and Wen Shichu will only fall further, and may even become depressed.Depressed from then on.

Instead of this, it's better to play Duan Muqing, a pollution-free and pollution-free male second.

This Duanmuqing is not only easy to attract fans, but also has no cp in the play, that is to say, Wen Shichu will not have a series of intimate scenes with other people such as kissing and bed scenes.

Therefore, the role of Duanmuqing couldn't be more suitable for Wen Shichu.

"Thank you, Qi Xiao." Wen Shichu held the contract in his hand: "Then do I want to sign with Boss Qi and your company..."

"No need." Qi Xiao glanced at the time: "Suddenly I'm a little tired and want to sleep for a while."

Qi Xiao turned the wheelchair and headed towards the bedroom.

Even though Wen Shichu was just a group performer, he knew what Qi Xiao meant by doing this.

Qi Xiao gave him the role of second male lead, but did not ask him to sign an artist contract with Qi Xiao's own Starlight Entertainment.

In other words, Qi Xiao not only gave him a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but at the same time allowed him to be a free agent.

Freedom, even for the most popular artists on the screen, is as far away as the moon under the water.

Seeing the back of the man's wheelchair disappearing in the darkness of the corridor, Wen Shichu suddenly felt very guilty, with an indescribable sense of guilt.

Today, in order to avenge Qi Xiao's violence last night, he made this stream of soaked lychees to disgust Qi Xiao, and Qi Xiao also ate them all in a very shameless manner...

How about he confess his mistake to Qi Xiao now?

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