Can you break it, buddy? [Travel]

"It's not that he's wearing his underwear... What's your expression?" Sheng Zimo coughed a few times to cover it up.

He didn't answer the question directly at all. After speaking, he took off the arm of his "husband" on his shoulder and walked forward. He said "work hard and make progress every day" and walked away quickly.

Yan Jinxiao nodded to everyone, and then left.

Shiliu looked at the backs of the two tall and long-legged figures, her eyes moved slightly.

Today's first filming is the scene where Ning Ye and his father interact with each other, and Yan Jinxiao is performing in the studio.

While Sheng Zimo was waiting for the play, he was flipping through the script boredly. After a while, he was disturbed by a startled sound not far away—a few staff girls were yelling around Liu Shuai , obviously, the side shots of this kid presumably collected a lot of hot spots.

"Hey, Zimo, you actually vomited all over your husband!" A clothing designer assistant smiled with bright eyes, and walked up to Sheng Zimo with a DV in his hand, "Look at how your husband serves you!" of!"

As soon as the words fell, the other people around were all expressive, and many of them came over to watch the DV together.

Sheng Zimo took a deep breath, showing no expression on his face, but the word "serve" pierced his ears, but it reminded him a lot, and he felt a little hot.

——When his buddies rubbed, kneaded, gnawed, bit, and took the initiative to "show skills" last night, they also mentioned these two words, and even asked him to call him "brother".

Although he gritted his teeth and didn't shout, he also enjoyed some excellent service - especially when he saw the toilet paper thrown all over the floor in the morning, he was almost ashamed to death!

Sheng Zimo was in a complicated mood. He glanced at the little Sanba around him, and said helplessly, "You're all talking nonsense."

"Look!"

When a certain little girl brought the DV to her eyes, Sheng Zimo was a little dumbfounded the moment his eyes focused.

Liu Shuai came to the main CP bedroom yesterday morning to shoot the morning highlights, but he didn't realize it but recorded Yan Jinxiao's "flower protection" behavior throughout the whole process.

Yan Jinxiao dressed the drowsy Sheng Sheng patient layer by layer, hugged the patient and rushed out of the room, and then got into the Tiansheng ambulance until he was sent to the hospital. The patient Shanda was still lying in Yan Jinxiao's arms, with his eyes closed and his chest vomited with dirt!

At that time, Yan Jinxiao's entire front was dirty, but he put Sheng Zimo away without changing his face, watched the infusion, and explained something to the medical staff before leaving in a hurry.

"Wow, what a MAN!"

"Your husband loves you so much!"

"So happy!"

……

Sheng Zimo felt astonished, embarrassed, and speechless in the wave after wave of exclamation, and finally left the crowd of people eating melons, and fled for his life.

He had nowhere to go, and his footsteps finally stopped by the window at the end of the corridor.

Outside the glass window is the gray winter street scene, and the figure reflected on the glass surface is expressionless at the moment, wearing a white turtleneck sweater and standing in a military posture - Sheng Zimo feels stuffy, hot and uncomfortable. Itchy sweater collar.

The neck is already wet with sweat, the wool and the skin are glued and rubbed by sweat, and the allergic rash has faintly emerged. Although the color between the neck and the neck cannot be seen clearly on the glass, there are so many blue and purple love marks everywhere. It was shocking, but Sheng Zimo knew it better than anyone else.

When he looked in the mirror this morning, his soul was hit hard - he almost suspected that Yan Jinxiao was a beast!

The six sons said that it is normal for brothers to resolve each other, but he let Yan Jinxiao help him DIY—whether this is normal or not, Sheng Zimo may have a clue in his mind, but he never faced it directly.

At a certain moment of concentrating on it, for some reason, a realization arose in his heart: Why does Lao Tzu feel that he is scum and tea?

What exactly Yan Jinxiao was thinking, Sheng Zimo didn't figure it out, but he knew very well that he and Yan Jinxiao had gone astray and couldn't go on like this.

He was staring at a certain void, and vaguely heard footsteps. When he realized it, the man had already walked to his side——

"Have you done it with Yan Jinxiao?"

There is no punctuation mark for the person who came, so give the person a psychological buffer period, and ask straight to the point.

Sheng Zimo listened to the voice, and saw the light and shadow of the person coming through the reflection of the glass-Pomegranate didn't have much expression on his face, and looked at Sheng Zimo with his arms folded on his chest.

Sheng Zimo put his hands in his pockets, looked at her sideways, and subconsciously avoided that keen gaze, and did not answer the question.

But he is very clear that his current reaction has already shown the answer, and today's abnormal "turtleneck sweater" is simply blatantly advertised - there is a mystery hidden in his neck.

Although Pomegranate looks like a big sister, and occasionally has a heartless look when she is happy, Sheng Zimo knows very well that this sister is very thoughtful-after all, she is a scriptwriter and producer, observing people and interacting with others. Dealing with this matter has long since become a professional habit and a routine.

And Sheng Zimo is the same, although he looks like a sophomore when he is chatting with his brothers or when he is with his parents, but once he enters a strange environment, work or alert state - the searchlights in his head turn on , he is extraordinarily clever and astute.

At this moment, Sheng Zimo didn't hide anything about Pomegranate's question, but he couldn't explain anything, he just smiled lightly, avoided the question and said, "Sister, can we not let our imagination run wild."

Stretched like a model, then bent his index finger, gently hooked the neckline, revealing the color of the sucked and pecked pattern for a moment, and said loudly: "This is really a bit too much, private life I Will pay attention in the future."

——Avoiding the source of the scars and not answering, the implication seems to be that people are still in love, and the love must have been bitten by some men and women.

Shiliu crossed her legs, leaned against the wall and lowered her chin slightly, but remained silent for a while, and finally said, "Filming is filming, life is life, you have to know something in your own mind", then turned around and left up.

……

After finishing work in the evening, Yan Jinxiao accompanied Sheng Zimo to the Tiansheng outpatient clinic for infusion. Yesterday he was terminally ill and depressed, and he didn't pay attention to the environment of the hospital at all. Today, his condition improved and he visited again, especially when he was reclined in the treatment room for IV drip. Only then did Mo realize how luxurious and comfortable Tiansheng really is.

Although he was at the boss level before time travel, his life was extremely simple and unpretentious except for drinking and hanging out with friends, and he never visited any top private hospitals.

Moreover, no matter how good the hospital environment is, it doesn't mean that a knife returned from studying abroad is really better than a veteran expert in a public hospital who has seen countless people - in this respect, he is more traditional.

And up to this moment, the fluid had been infused, and Sheng Zimo and Yan Jinxiao were still doing the same thing as during the day, basically practicing closed-mouth meditation.

The atmosphere of getting along is delicate and awkward.

When the service staff, who looked like a stewardess, brought two evening set meals with a smile, Sheng Zimo, who had been silent for a long time, finally said to Yan Jinxiao who was beside him: "You haven't eaten yet, let's eat something first." Bar."

Yan Jinxiao sat on the side, looked at Sheng Zimo, just nodded slightly, but didn't say anything.

The well-organized "stewardess" at the side finished arranging the dishes, and made a "please" gesture with her hand, signaling to the two Gods of Wealth, then opened the exquisite food box, and handed the spoon to Sheng Zimo, politely and gently Asked: "Do you need feeding services?" The voice was extremely soft and friendly.

feeding?

Sheng Zimo didn't expect the hospital's service to be so considerate, so he smiled unconsciously and replied "no need". Afterwards, the "stewardess" nodded and gave a shy smile, and stepped back lightly. out.

At this moment, there were only two people looking at each other in the room, and a table of delicious dishes overflowing with aroma and color.

Today, according to Sheng Zimo's incomplete statistics, this subtle and unspeakable atmosphere has happened for the N hundred and Nth time——

He was quite uncomfortable, but he also knew that "silence is golden" could not solve the problem at all, so he gritted his teeth silently, and said righteously: "What are you doing? I don't intend to feed your wife!"

——Break the frozen atmosphere first.

Yan Jinxiao raised his lips and smiled slightly when he heard this, as if he was waiting for his words.

Then he took the spoon from Sheng Zimo's hand, thought for a moment, and then said, "Actually, you don't have to be embarrassed...Didn't your buddies say that it's normal for brothers to do this?" The last three words are very heavy.

Then scooped up a spoonful of fragrant and soft vegetable porridge and blew it.

Sheng Zimo: "..."

He really didn't know what to reply.

Yan Jinxiao looked at the shriveled man in front of him, smiled silently, and handed the porridge to Sheng Zimo's mouth. The latter hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth obediently, and just after taking a bite, he listened to the friend who was feeding him take it easy He made a deep and long voice: "Last night...was it comfortable?" There was a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Sheng Zimo coughed suddenly, swallowed the porridge with restraint, took a breath, and said, "I find that you are really shameless now!"

The corners of Yan Jinxiao's lips curled slightly, and he didn't care about Sheng Zimo's evaluation at all. After passing a glass of water to his daughter-in-law, he said, "Last night, I was still delicate, panting, wheezing... How can I turn my face so badly?"

"!"

Sheng Zimo's heart was blocked for a moment - he really couldn't laugh or cry, why would he want to kill him head-on? !

He drooled, then heaved a sigh of relief, and changed the subject again: "I watched the video Liu Shuai took this morning, and I vomited on you yesterday... Forget it, what happened last night, I can't repeat it." Comparing with you."

Yan Jinxiao didn't speak after listening, put a chopsticks of small dishes into Sheng Zimo's mouth, and then said: "It seems that after serving... I plan to completely deny it."

Sheng Zimo: "!"

Is grandma's work over yet? ? !

Bit by bit fell rhythmically, Sheng Zimo held the mouthful of vegetables, and for some reason, he felt his heart beating "bang bang bang" in time with the rhythm - he could hear it clearly.

Recalling the time before time travel when he couldn't make a show, Yan Jinxiao even made a special trip to ask him out to enlighten him and give him peace of mind - a barbecue with a small wine, drank a lot, finally let the two of them let go of those embarrassing and unspeakable emotions.

But right now, this bastard surnamed Yan is doing the complete opposite—adding fuel to the fire!

Sheng Zimo's heart was blocked.

"You won't... you really like me, right?"

I don't know if the mouth rushed to the head - baldness, or something, Sheng Zimo asked this sentence suddenly without beginning or end.