After wearing a book, he was picked up by his rival movie emperor

Song Linxi suddenly lost her sense of security after being hugged in the air.Although Shen Muze's movements were very light, the numbness in his legs was unbearable after all. He yelled and hugged Shen Muze's neck tightly, as if grasping a life-saving straw, the whole body was firmly hung on the other party's body.

Shen Muze put the person on the sofa without much effort, but his neck was hooked and he couldn't stand up straight.

"Song Song, let go, I'll press it for you."

"No! I'm not moving, my legs are sore..."

Shen Muze paused, and finally raised his hand to take off Song Linxi's arm, and squatted in front of him to help him stretch his legs.

Seeing that Song Linxi was about to shout again, Shen Muze reached out and took a strawberry from the coffee table and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Mmm... delicious!"

Song Linxi diverted his attention and finally stopped screaming, but when Shen Muze started to move his knee joints, the numbness came up again.Because there were strawberries in his mouth and it was hard to make a sound, he stuck his whole face into Shen Muze's neck impatiently.

Shen Muze's breathing stopped suddenly, and Song Linxi's hairy head and warm breath were burrowing into his ears.

Of course, the most embarrassing thing was Xiao Zhu.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Shen Muze carrying the limp Song Linxi out of the box like a dumpling.

Looking at it from his point of view, Song Linxi is sitting on the sofa, with her head buried in Shen Muze's neck... Can he watch this overly intimate posture for free?

Just as he turned his gaze to the ceiling and pretended not to be looking, Song Linxi suddenly cueed him.

"Brother Zhu, you are here!"

Xiao Zhu coughed, and quickly looked over to see Song Linxi looking at him with flushed cheeks.

"Oh yes... but I just came here... I didn't see anything..."

Before the words finished, Shen Muze asked Song Linxi in a low voice: "Aren't you numb?"

"No numbness anymore! Thank you, Brother Shen!" Song Linxi gave Shen Muze a hug after finishing speaking, her movements were very natural.

Xiao Zhu: "..."

After confirming that Song Linxi was fine, Shen Muze stood up, turned and walked towards Xiao Zhu.

Just as Xiao Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, when she thought she could finally talk about work, Song Linxi spoke again.

"Brother Zhu, I just lay down in the suitcase, did you see that?"

Xiao Zhu opened his mouth, this question is too difficult.

Should he see it?Song Linxi seemed to want him to see it, but his boss...he couldn't see what his boss was thinking.

Song Linxi was a little disappointed, but she still didn't give up: "Do you want to try it too? See if you can lie in it. The box is very wide."

"No, thank you Song Song, I'm not that soft..." Xiao Zhu didn't understand what kind of new method of "making a mask" this was, and didn't dare to answer any more, so she turned to Shen Muze for help.

"Brother, I'm just here to bring a little match, and I'll take it to Mr. Duan's house right away. I'll send the itinerary to your phone."

Only then did Song Linxi think of serious business, jumped off the sofa, ran barefoot all the way to the kitchen, and took out a box of packed canned beef.

"Brother Zhu, I'm sorry to trouble you. This is its daily food intake and eating time. I have marked what it eats for each meal. Make sure to let Mr. Duan watch carefully. It is very picky eater, and it will go on a hunger strike if it is fed wrongly."

Looking at the rich dog food recipes, Xiao Zhu swallowed his saliva.

"By the way, brother Zhu," Song Linxi handed him another lunch box, "here is stewed tomato beef, get up early tomorrow, eat something before going out, or you will get motion sickness."

Xiao Zhu felt that Song Linxi was so virtuous, no wonder his boss spoiled him like a baby.

Because he had to leave on time at five o'clock in the morning the next day, Shen Muze asked Song Linxi to go back to his room to sleep before ten o'clock in the evening.

"Sleep? Haven't made supper yet today."

Song Linxi couldn't believe it, which adult would go to bed at 09:30?At this time, the rich nightlife of young people has just begun.But the protest was fruitless, and there was no little match on his side, so he reluctantly went back to the bedroom.

Before going upstairs, Shen Muze warmed him a cup of milk to help him fall asleep quickly.But Song Linxi, who had never slept so early since she could remember, rolled around on the bed and counted sheep.

As it turns out, counting a thousand sheep is no use when sleepiness plays hide and seek with you.After tossing and turning for several hours without being able to sleep, Song Linxi decided to go downstairs to make breakfast after insomnia until three o'clock in the morning.

So, when Shen Muze woke up at four o'clock, what he saw was a big table of sumptuous breakfast and Song Linxi who was excited about making breakfast.

Before leaving the house, Shen Muze finally agreed to let him bring the cooking machine, in case he would suffer from insomnia when he was on the set.

There is no highway from the urban area to the small town, and it takes nearly ten hours. Song Linxi was sleepy as soon as she got on the bus.As soon as he yawned, Shen Muze handed him the blanket and pillow.

Song Linxi, who hadn't slept all night, soon fell asleep.Shen Muze was reading the script in the car, and when he raised his head occasionally, he saw Song Linxi who was sleeping soundly curled up on the spacious seat.

After passing a bumpy mountain road, even though the car was driving as smoothly as possible, Song Linxi was still a little uncomfortable from the shock. She hummed twice in her sleep and turned over. As a result, the pillow shifted and her head was jolted One bump.

Shen Muze frowned, put down his notebook and leaned over, stretching out his hand to rest under the back of his furry head.Song Linxi, who was sleeping unconsciously, only felt that the bumps were not so bumpy now, and continued to sleep with satisfaction and peace of mind.

Because of his posture, Shen Muze couldn't continue reading the script, he could only look at Song Linxi's sleeping face.Every time this little guy sleeps like a kitten, it seems that a pair of fluffy ears will grow out of his head immediately.

Shen Muze was staring at Song Linxi's face at close range right now, watching the thick black eyelashes flutter occasionally, as if seeing something funny in a dream, and the corners of his mouth would rise slightly.

The journey was long, Song Linxi leaned on his hand, her breath was slightly warm.

At this moment, he remembered what happened last night.

After carrying Song Linxi out of the box yesterday, Song Linxi hung on him like a dumpling, and refused to let go no matter what.But the group seemed to trust him too much.

He was willing to be trusted. In fact, Song Linxi was the first person who made him think this way.Moreover, he also trusted Song Linxi very much.

The difference is that Song Linxi seems to trust him as a family member, and has a closeness to him like family.

It feels good, but not so good.

It's like Song Linxi is a little sheep, looking at him with pure and clean eyes, as if he is another little sheep.Hugging him is also hugging to keep warm.

But every time he saw Duan Yuan, Song Linxi always had a sense of distance in his eyes, as if the other party was a big bad wolf who would eat sheep, which was very dangerous.

Shen Muze looked at the little sheep sleeping soundly in his hands, he couldn't figure out why he would give the little sheep such an illusion?Where did it go wrong?

The author has something to say:

Let's play Werewolf.

Duan True Prophet: I am a prophet, I tested Shen Muze last night, he is a werewolf, we will kill him.

Xiao Zhu: Good.

Ai Xing: OK.

Song Song: I am a witch, give the poison to President Duan, and give the antidote to Brother Shen.

Author: May I ask why you did this?

Song Song: I don't care, the script I got said Brother Shen is not a wolf.