Can't beat the list

The next morning was close to eight o'clock, Luo Yao turned over and sat up on the bed, habitually touched the mobile phone on the bedside table and pressed the screen to turn on.

The person on the sofa over there snorted softly, then pulled up a corner of the quilt, and buried his head in it.

He looked at Song Tingyi who was curled up on the sofa, and silently turned the brightness of the phone to the lowest.

This hotel is the best hotel in southern Yunnan, and the room the film crew booked is also the best room in the hotel.The whole room is like a small room, and the sofa beside the bed in the bedroom is not too small, but Song Tingyi is also a man over 1.8 meters tall, so of course it won't be comfortable to sleep like this for a night.

In fact, Luo Yao proposed to sleep together last night, the bed is a six-foot bed, two big men with tall legs and long legs will not be close to each other, but Song Tingyi still refused.

Although Luo Daxing wanted to sleep with the beauty, but after all, he still had to worry about the progress of chasing his wife, so he didn't do much to keep him.

Maybe it was too stuffy under the quilt, Song Tingyi arched his head, revealing half of his face.

Luo Yao on the bed moved quietly, propped his head on his elbows and looked at the beauty quietly across a corridor.

The sofa was not comfortable, and Song Tingyi didn't sleep deeply.Not long after, he saw the beauty's eyelashes tremble slightly, and then opened her eyes.

When meeting those warm brown eyes, Luo Yao was stunned for a moment, and three seconds later, he cleared his throat pretentiously, turned his eyes away and looked at the phone seriously.

Lin Jianshen was originally a public relations professional, and the public relations post he posted last night was logical and clear, and he clearly stated that Song Tingyi was Luo Yao's personal doctor, and he came here late last night only because Luo Yao was temporarily ill. Uncomfortable, the reason for not leaving afterward was to further observe Luo Yao's physical condition, and at the same time to euphemistically put forward the behavior of blocking the paparazzi downstairs.It not only expresses the media's fuss, but also condemns them for goingssip and unscrupulous influence on the normal life of artists.And the Volkswagen RV that Song Tingyi was riding in yesterday was rented by Luo Yao specially for filming, so it makes sense.

As soon as the official news was released, all the crazed cp fans were suppressed by the entry of #罗羽微病拍剧# before they could calm down.

When I entered at one o'clock, there were comments everywhere, such as "My brother is sick, I feel so bad", "My brother must take good care of your body and pay attention to rest".

Luo Yao's private message on Weibo was even exploded by a group of girlfriend fans at that time.

He was looking at a long line of private messages from fans on Weibo, marveling at the night owl ability of this group of people, when a series of messages popped up on WeChat.

[Qin Bai: Since when did your kid have such a good-looking personal doctor? 】

[Qin Bai: I fell asleep yesterday and was woken up by my manager calling and telling me that I was on the trending search, which scared me. 】

【Qin Bai: What happened to you last night?It's not a neuropathy, is it? 】

[Qin Bai: By the way, your personal doctor looks pretty good, you won't fall in love with him, will you? 】

【Qin Bai: Why don't you speak?You are not up yet, are you? 】

Luo Yao pursed his lips, suppressed his anger and glanced at the bedroom door secretly.

Song Tingyi got up and walked out when he was looking at his phone.

There was a sound of water, and there were disposable toothbrush towels in the hotel, and it was estimated that they were already washing up at this time.

Without hesitation, he made a phone call directly.

Qin Bai frantically pressed the answer button, and before he could say a word, he was interrupted viciously by the person on the other end of the phone: "If you gossip one more word, I'll break your leg right away!"

Then, there was only a beeping busy tone on the phone.

Qin Bai:?

Two seconds later, Qin Bai: It's over, now the gossip is true...

Today's main roles are the heroine and her master. Luo Yao has a lot of free time all day long. He just needs to show up on time at ten o'clock and attend a fan meeting.

When he leisurely got up from the bed to wash his hands, Song Tingyi had already sat down on the sofa in front of the TV, holding a cup of hot water and slowly drinking it.

With an electric toothbrush in his mouth, Luo Yao sent Lin Jianshen a message, asking him to order two breakfasts to be delivered upstairs, and by the way, ask him to help book a room for Song Tingyi here.

When the doorbell rang, Luo Yao was applying shaving cream to his chin in front of the mirror.

Song Tingyi sat on the sofa, turned his head and glanced at Luo Yao, looking a little restrained.

"Go and open the door."

Song Tingyi put down the cup in his hand, walked to the door openly and pressed the handle.

Outside the door was a hotel worker wearing a mask. She seemed to be startled by the face of the handsome mixed-race guy in front of her. She was stunned for two seconds before opening the dining car and taking out a tray from inside: "Excuse me, is Mr. Luo the breakfast ordered?" ?"

Luo Yao inside was holding a razor and raising his chin to shave. Hearing this, he shook the foam from the razor, poked half of his head out of the bathroom, and hummed vaguely.

The staff was suddenly attacked by the beauty of the two extremely handsome men, and they almost spilled their breakfast with a trembling of their hands.

She quickly put the dinner plate on the dining table to the left of the entrance, and hurriedly backed out.

When the door was closing, Song Tingyi politely thanked her.

She just wants to cover her heart now, and try her best to control herself not to just stick it out.

"Eat breakfast." After Luo Yao finished shaving in twos and twos, he turned his head to look at Song Tingyi who was standing in front of the tea table drinking water, picked up the water glass on the dining table and poured a glass of water casually, pulled away the chair and sat down.

After drinking a glass of warm water, he picked up the vegetable and chicken salad on the dinner plate, stirred it casually, looked at Song Tingyi who was drinking the porridge quietly, and said, "Are you drinking porridge?"

The person opposite raised his eyelids and glanced at him indifferently: "I'm not a foreigner."

Luo Yao couldn't continue talking, so he could only obediently lower his head and eat grass.

After half a minute of silence, a cup of soy milk suddenly appeared in front of him.

He raised his head, took a mouthful of grass, and stared blankly at Song Tingyi.

The person opposite put down the spoon in his hand, took the plate of fruit and forked a slice of orange: "There are vitamins in soy milk, drink more."

Luo Yao almost choked to death on the grass in his mouth.

Song Tingyi was beating around the bush and scolding him for asking him to send that bottle of multi-dimensional element tablets early this morning.

He picked up the cup of soybean milk speechlessly, took a sip, then swallowed the straw in his mouth, and said thank you dryly.

The two had just finished their breakfast when the doorbell rang again.

This time it was Luo Yao who went to open the door.

Outside the door, Lin Jianshen was dragging a 20-inch suitcase and smiled convulsively at him.

"What's wrong with you again?" Luo Yao only felt something was wrong.

"Hey, boss." Lin Jianshen stood on tiptoe, approached Luo Yao and lowered his voice, "Your dream has come true."

"What?" Luo Daxingxing, whose dream was about to come true, was at a loss.

Lin Jianshen dragged his suitcase into the door, his voice could not hide his excitement: "The hotel said that there are no more rooms for this period of time."

Luo Yao was dumbfounded.

"Lin Zhu." Song Tingyi stood up, and nodded to Lin Jianshen who was at the door, as a greeting.Afterwards, he turned his eyes around the familiar suitcase, and asked puzzledly, "This is it?"

"Brother Song like this," Lin Jianshen immediately stood up for the boss, "Because of what happened yesterday, I clarified that you are the boss's personal doctor." He rubbed his hands: "You also Knowing what fans are like, they will definitely try every means to pick up your personal information, so it is not safe for you to continue living in that hotel."

Song Tingyi is not an unreasonable person, he responded, and immediately went to get his suitcase: "Then what is my room number? I'll just take it by myself."

"Well, Brother Song..." Lin Jianshen immediately stopped him, "Well, you know, the film crew has booked more than half of the rooms in this hotel, and then, that is, there are no vacant rooms now."

Song Tingyi snorted and frowned: "Then what should I do now?"

Luo Yao cleared his throat: "You live with me."

"Live with you?" Song Tingyi frowned even tighter, and then he looked at Lin Jianshen beside him, "You don't need to trouble me, I can live with Xiao Lin."

Lin Jianshen, who was named, stood up immediately: "Brother Song, my room is small, and it's inconvenient for two people to live in."

After Xiaolin finished explaining, he left at the speed of light, leaving only one sentence to remind Luo Yao not to forget to rush downstairs to the hotel at a quarter past nine and take a car to the filming location, then close the door, hiding his merit and fame.

Luo Yao turned around and looked at Song Tingyi, pretending to be helpless and shrugging his shoulders: "It's a special situation, Doctor Song will overcome it."

Song Tingyi squatted down to open the suitcase, took out the charger from it, charged the phone, and nodded expressionlessly.

What can he say?After all, Luo Yao is his boss, he can't make trouble with money.

With more than 20 minutes until a quarter past nine, Luo Yao glanced at his phone and entered the bedroom.

Song Tingyi squatted in front of the suitcase alone, taking out the things inside one by one.Lin Jianshen had worked as an assistant for many years, and he packed his things carefully. He took a cursory look, and it seemed that Xiao Lin hadn't left his belongings in the original hotel.

Within 10 minutes, Luo Yao changed into casual clothes and came out of the bedroom.

He straightened the collar of the gray woolen coat, put the mobile phone room card in his pocket, and looked at Song Tingyi who was standing by the table packing his things: "You should stay in the hotel for a few days and don't go out."

Song Tingyi turned his head to look at him, nodded seriously, did not say much, and continued to organize the things in his hands.

Luo Yao cleared his throat, and explained again: "After the gossip came out yesterday, there will definitely be many people trying to pick you up..."

"I know. Mr. Luo has told me about these things. I won't run around." He interrupted Luo Yao, looked up at the clock hanging on the opposite side of the dining table, "It's almost a quarter past nine, you first Go to work."

The fan meeting in the afternoon was not difficult to deal with. Most of the fans who came to visit the class were concerned about Luo Yao's physical condition, and did not show too much interest in Song Tingyi. They only mentioned a few words, at most Some old fans who are familiar with Luo Yao tease that Luo Yao is not as handsome as a personal doctor.

Luo Yao just smiled when he heard this, and asked Lin Jianshen to distribute the hot milk tea he had just bought to the fans one by one, and that was the end of the matter.

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We don't know much about the entertainment industry, so don't get too caught up in the details, just look happy.

Then it means they live together, um.