"It's not a romance film, but it's indeed the president."

"It's a pity, your line just now can be suggested to the director to add to the script, maybe it can become a new year's Internet buzzword." Yaohu smiled calmly in his usual armor, "Do you think Xiaosheng will be moved by this sentence? Shock? I really don’t know if you overestimated your own charm or underestimated Xiaosheng’s experience. I’m afraid your set is out of date, that is, with this face, there may be people who will buy it—”

His words were interrupted by a rhetorical question: "What about you?"

"what?"

"Do you buy it?"

"..." Yaohu satirized with complicated eyes, "This kind of president persona is really outdated, Xiaosheng can teach you a new one."

Big Tengu turned a blind eye to his sarcasm: "Don't change the subject."

"No. Can you sit back? Please fasten your seat belt while driving."

"You are really difficult to understand," the big tengu stared at him, his ice-blue eyes were like the polar sky, but his words were like thunder, "The attitude is up and down, changes without warning, and never reveals a word. The most disturbing thing for me What I understand is that you obviously pay attention to me, why do you always want me to alienate you?"

The hour hand stopped moving in the small space, and the demon fox flew across the barrage in a mess in his mind, "Where is the incomprehensible character design?!" "Why are you so sharp in unnecessary places?" You can handle it", but the mouth reacted first: "Focus on you? Self-awareness is too strong."

The big tengu was unmoved, and it seemed that he was not in a hurry to find an answer: "Let's take it for granted."

This person really doesn't care about oil and salt, and his brain circuit is completely out of the same band. Yaohu grabbed the leather cushion under his body and laughed instead: "It's you who emphasized that we are in a working relationship, and you are also the one who cares about the attitude of the niche. Why don't you tell me?" What exactly do you want so that Xiaosheng can cooperate well?"

"That's because if I don't emphasize work, you will run away." Big Tengu leaned forward, and the distance between them could feel the other's breath, and see his own reflection in the other's eyes.Yaohu easily discerned the unmistakable ambiguity in the air, he carefully looked at the expression of the big tengu, and was about to speak——

The driver turned his head halfway apologetically, not daring to look at the back seat: "I'm sorry, Mr. Big Tengu, the car in front suddenly braked suddenly..."

Big Tengu said coldly: "Don't mind."

Yaohu's heart was saved, she raised her eyebrows and was about to change the topic, but when she raised her eyes, she was stunned: "This is... Xiaosheng bumped into it?"

With the tip of the nose as the center of the circle, the big tengu's nose and cheeks were blushed, and he pinched the bridge of his nose expressionlessly: "Otherwise?"

Yaohu sat up straight while looking at him. After searching for a long time, she couldn't find the folding fan she carried every day on the set, so she simply turned her head and shrugged her shoulders.

"You can laugh."

Yaohu turned around angrily, "You think Xiaosheng is that kind of person... Poof."

The topic did not continue after all, and soon the vehicle arrived at the destination. The driver got out of the car to help Yaohu carry the luggage in the trunk. Yaohu thanked Datengu perfunctorily before opening the door.

Yaohu turned his head, and said earnestly: "Senior, the human design really needs to keep pace with the times, and let the bhikkhuni help you as a staff member again someday?"

"It doesn't matter if you're angry or not," Big Tengu looked at him quietly, "you talk to me, and I have a chance to make amends."

Yaohu was stunned, and the other party had already withdrawn his hands and sat back to his original position, looking forward: "Good night."

Thanking the driver for going upstairs and going home, Yaohu felt too tired when he entered the door. The less than an hour's car ride with Datengu was more tiring than running for a day's notice-and he was completely led by the nose from beginning to end, so he didn't feel tired. Got the initiative.

What a shame!

Angrily, he made a small paper figurine for the big tengu in his heart, but when he passed the living room, he saw countless familiar movie titles in the display cabinet full of DVDs. He was stunned for a moment, and laughed at himself: "...what do you want?"

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Yaohu went to meet the ghost brothers for a drink. Yan Mo and the judge were also there. He lost everything in Texas Hold'em, and finally flipped his chips and smiled: "Co-authoring is a couple playing single, right?"

Gui Shihei laughed loudly: "It's still too late to admit defeat!"

Yan Mo glanced at him: "Do you blame others for being single?"

"This stalk is not fun," Yaohu said arrogantly, "Besides, there are so many girls who look like flowers in the world, why bother to hang them on a tree?"

The judge frowned: "Flowers? Trees? How do you compare..."

"Xiaosheng knows his mistake, Mr. Judge—"

In the second year of junior high school, I went to work without pay, and went to eat with Datengu to stir up news. The bhikkhuni thoughtfully chose a restaurant that Yaohu usually likes to go to. He didn't notice that he kicked the threshold, and the big tengu helped him: "Good performance."

Yaohu rolled his eyes: "...do you really fall?"

Big Tengu frowned and was about to bend over to look at it, but was pulled back by the terrified demon fox, gnashing his teeth: "Senior, don't act too much."

"What are you panicking about?"

I don't want to be strangled to death by your old man's only fan.Yaohu guessed that the old man in front of him didn't bother to understand the psychology of the fans, so he said angrily: "Xiaosheng is concerned about your face, senior, just don't appreciate it."

"Don't worry unnecessarily."

"..." Yaohu smiled sweetly, "Your difficulty is the only one I have ever seen in my life."

The next day's headline in the gossip section of the newspaper was a photo of Yaohu saying this. The fox wearing a peaked cap and a large Korean-style coat was smiling with crooked eyes next to a big tengu in a long coat and a plaid scarf. Hei called unceremoniously and laughed: "You are a good money owner, you are handsome even if you are rich, take good care of it!"

Yaohu snorted coldly and hung up the phone. When the phone rang again, he picked it up and said, "What is Xiaosheng's worth? Do you mean that if you want to keep him, you can take care of him!"

There was a weird silence on the phone, and the cold voice of Datengu came from the microphone: "...you were harassed?"

"..." Yaohu was tired, "No, I was joking with my friends. What advice do you have, senior?"

"When are you going back to the set? Is the ticket booked?"

"Not yet, the bhikkhuni has arranged an event temporarily, and it is estimated that I will leave two days later..."

"It just so happens that you don't need to worry about it, I'll ask the assistant to order it for you."

"Don't worry, the bhikkhuni will arrange..."

"I'll go back to the set with you."

"..." Why can this person make decisions for others so naturally?

"That's it?" It's hard for you to know how to use a question mark.

"...Senior, you are bothered."

On the first day when Yaohu returned to the production team, due to some arrangement problems at the event site, he was forced to blow the cold wind outside for an extra hour, and he caught a cold when he came back.He struggled to take the medicine, slept soundly until noon the next day, and almost missed the plane. The big dog directly let the car drive to the person downstairs to pick him up. After getting on the plane, he asked the flight attendant for extra blankets, hot water, and medicine. Let prepare ginger drink, and even condescendingly tuck the corner of the blanket for the fox.

Sitting in the first-class cabin, the demon fox looked suspiciously at Ootengu's side face reading with red eyes, and thought about the century-old problem: what exactly does he want?

The field of vision was suddenly blocked, and Yaohu realized that it was Datengu's palm after a slap in the face. The touch of his slightly cool skin was very comfortable, and the sore eyes were also comforted by the coolness.

Big Tengu would always have a cold voice: "Sleep for a while."

"...will you die if you don't use the imperative?"

"In public, watch your tone."

Yaohu snorted: "Yes, yes, work—senior is not an idol, but he pays more attention to image management than Xiaosheng."

The big tengu ignored his provocation, but the hand on his eyes waited until the breathing of the people around him calmed down.He looked up at the flight attendant who was staring blankly, made a silent gesture, and continued to read with his head down.

Yaohu was still thinking when he was drowsily falling asleep, no matter what the big tengu wanted to do, he had no choice but to cover it up with soldiers like this.

What's more, the feeling of getting along now is a little better than he thought.

——It's a pity that this thought was thrown out of the sky when he got off the plane and saw the sneak photo of himself sleeping sprawled on the screen of Datengu's mobile phone.

-tbc-

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