Grandma's cute Lalang is in the same frame

A month later, in an unknown mountain corner, a group of people were shivering with the cold wind.

The light from the mobile phone makes everyone a ghost.

The two of you who are comfortably enjoying the beauty of the night in the hotel at the foot of the mountain, it’s not enough for you to enjoy yourself, you have to take a photo of the most beautiful night and send it to the WeChat group of "My Big Brother is the Number One in the World" with words, good luck to share!

There was a "Fuck" from the corner of the mountain.

This is a mountain road, a mountain road without street lights, it looks like a good place to kill people and steal goods.

Today is a night show, and there are only two protagonists, Qiu Yu and Li Sheng, so no one else came up.I don't know how Han Chi found this place, it's already May and it's still fucking cold like nine days.

Li Sheng is fine. In the play, he was originally a sick child with a cold body, and he had to be wrapped in three layers and three layers in the dog days. At this time, he was wearing a dark purple satin robe, sitting in the carriage, and the curtains on both sides were closed. Once it's down, it's perfect.However, his elder brother, Qiu Yu, has been unlucky for eight lifetimes. He is Shen Miao now, with only one layer of unlined clothing, and the wind leaks from all sides!

Looking at the surrounding staff again, my good guy, they are all fully prepared and have put on their jackets.

Qiu Yu cast her eyes on the culprit, and saw that the culprit was holding his teacup in both hands and rubbing it to warm his hands. He was wearing a thick cotton jacket, and under the unzipped zipper, he could still see pink and tender thermal underwear!

Why am I always the one who's hurt?

The staff were still making preparations, Qiu Yu walked up to the culprit angrily, and grabbed the teacup.

Unfortunately, the water was cold to the culprit.

"I told you it might be a little cold, you don't believe me." Han Chi said.

Qiu Yu couldn't bear to look back.

It's May, and a group of people below are wearing short sleeves. At this time, a certain director came over with a popsicle in his mouth and said, "We are going to go into the mountains soon. It may be a little bit cold, so bring more clothes."

Possibly, a little bit.

Qiu Yu, the 30-year Tai Chi king, will be afraid of this a little bit?

He was eating popsicles: "It's okay, I'm in better health."

Nima!

"Brother Qiu, come, come in, it's warm in here." Li Sheng opened a small gap and waved to him.

Seeing that Qiu Yu was about to pass by, Han Chi suddenly pulled the zipper to the end, and then wrapped the person in front of him inside, "Hey, what are you doing—" The strong warm current swallowed his voice, and he didn't say a word. Jump outside.

Han Chi's big padded jacket is big enough, and there is still some material to cover two people - of course it's because they are thin - Han Chi even tried to zip it up, but God seems to think his face is too big, so the zipper collapsed He had no choice but to hold Qiu Yu tightly with both hands, acting as an artificial button.

Li Sheng withdrew his hand silently, put down the car curtain, and wondered whether he should sacrifice himself as the eldest brother and give up the car to the eldest brother and sister-in-law.

It happened to be the flamboyant red sedan chair.

Qiu Yu is not cold anymore, he is hot.

He is a careful person now, and it is impossible for him to be as frank as before. When he turned his head a little, he could see a head growing on his shoulder, and the hair on his head that hadn't been cut for a long time still rubbed against him from time to time. cheeks, damn it.

Damn, this big padded jacket is so damn well made, and the two of them are wrapped in it so that there is no air leakage.

"Excuse me," Qiu Yu moved, "Work has started."

Han Chi reluctantly let go of him, and Qiu Yu almost jumped up. He regretted being caught in the middle of the night for being warm for a while.

He said with difficulty: "Promise me, don't let me play the poor man next time, okay? At least you need the money to buy two clothes."

"it is good."

Qiu Yu didn't know, he dug another hole for himself.

Holding the bamboo pole, he tremblingly walked towards the carriage, and then sat on it.Yes, he has to sit outside, he's a coachman.

Tangtang Guiyun Villa's current owner has become a coachman.

Behind all this is the loss of morality, or the distortion of human nature... Let us invite our director to speak out.

The director was so happy that he was about to float, and immediately sent a text message to Huang Wenqing: I've decided!

Huang Wenqing:?

Han Chi: If I become a bad person, will you still love me?

Huang Wenqing: Did you take the wrong medicine?

Han Chi: I want to chase him.

This time, Huang Wenqing didn't reply in a second.

Han Chi didn't care either, he knew he was watching.

He sent another one, which was very long: I think clearly, very clearly, I want to hug him, kiss him, and spend the rest of my life with him.My desire to get him has surpassed my moral bottom line, and I can no longer force myself to be a good person.

After Han Chi finished sending, he put the phone on the table and picked up the small speaker.

"Are you ready?"

Qiu Yu gestured.

Tonight is a night show, mostly martial arts.The third prince's coquettish carriage is too eye-catching, he was robbed every day on the way to Shu, the poor guard Shen Miao couldn't even take a nap.

The ones who came back didn't look like bandits nearby. They were all dressed in black and masked, but they looked like killers.

Shen Miao jumped up, dodged the long sword that was swung over, stepped on the tip of the sword and flipped backwards, landed on the roof of the carriage, thinking: "Huh? This time it's not easy to deal with."

He knocked on the door: "My lord, the brothers of the beggar gang are going to raise their prices."

The man in black was not so kind as to leave him empty space to play tricks, he had already chased after him while he was talking, Shen Miao dodged to the side, and turned the dog stick: "Good Jisheng sword, let you play it well Like bandits, since when did the Luming Sect engage in robbing houses?"

Seeing that his identity was exposed, the man in black simply stopped concealing it: "Your Excellency is very skilled, but where did you learn from?"

Shen Miao: "Guess."

Shen Miao resorted to "pull the dog up to the sky", and took the sword of one of the men in black out of his hand, and then he jumped up on the man's dog's head, caught the flying long sword, and made a backhand move of "being alone" , withdrew from the siege.

But he didn't stop there, and before everyone could react, he took the initiative to meet him again, with the sword in his hand constantly flashing: "See clearly, the Jisheng Junzi sword, the final form—"

The sword temperature is extremely gentle, without a trace of hostility, really like the gentleness of an ancient gentleman, but everyone knows that his power cannot be underestimated.

Just like the virtue of a gentleman, he seeks up and down, and is soft on the outside and strong on the inside.

The pupils of the man in black shrank suddenly, in disbelief.

The last move of the Jisheng sword turned everyone on their backs. Shen Miao stood holding the sword and slowly said his name: "Jianji Tianxia."

Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

He used these two tactics to question them: Lumingzong established the purpose of the sect, you guys have deviated from the scriptures, acted recklessly, and wanted to use the sword to save lives?

At the same time, the sword in his hand shattered with a clang.

"Pass!"

When Han Chi came out, Qiu Yu immediately dropped the sword and frowned.

The design of the move of "being alone" has a movement of supporting the ground with a sword. When Qiu Yu was hung up by Wia just now, he didn't grasp the timing well. In addition, his body was a little stiff from the cold, so he couldn't keep up with the movement. Twisted a bit.

Han Chi didn't call to stop at that time, which meant that the effect was not bad, so Qiu Yu didn't mention it, thinking to finish the walk first and see if he wanted to make up.

Qiu Yu himself has Tai Chi skills, and the martial arts is definitely worth watching. In addition, Ji Shengjian itself is also a gentleman's sword, and there is no better match than Qiu Yu's use.

However, the momentary distraction was still captured by the camera.

Han Chi hurriedly got up and walked over: "Injured? Where? Let me see." He wrapped him in a big padded jacket as he spoke, and called in the medical staff who accompanied him—there is a martial arts show today, just in case Yi Hanchi specially called for it, but unexpectedly, it really came in handy.

Han Chi, however, would rather he should do nothing.

"It's okay, show me that one just now." Qiu Yu handed the hand to the medical staff, but his eyes were fixed on the screen. After reading it, he said, "I have to retake."

Han Chi didn't say a word. If it was just now, he would definitely retake the film without saying a word. But now, he feels that the flaw is not that big, and the audience might not notice it.

Qiu Yu had already stood up, but someone held her hand.

"Stop taking pictures, go to the hospital first."

"Little friend, you can't double-standard." Qiu Yu patted his head with a smile, "Hurry up, dad is freezing to death."

This is Qiu Yu's last martial arts show, and it will be Li Sheng's after that.

In order not to come to this ghostly place again, Qiu Yu asked Han Chi to finish filming all the scenes here before he was allowed to leave. It was not until three o'clock in the morning that everyone completely called off work.

Han Chi pulled Qiu Yu into the car first, Qiu Yu's hands were red from the cold, and the sprained area was also swollen, Han Chi wanted to get Yunnan Baiyao again, but Qiu Yu stopped him: "Don't pickle it, once No matter how many times you marinate it at night, it will be delicious."

It took more than two hours to go down the mountain to the city. Qiu Yu leaned on the backrest to catch up on sleep when she had nothing to do, and it also relieved the pain.

Han Chi held his hand, and it took him a long time to warm it up.The temperature inside the car has been brought up by the air conditioner.Han Chi also took off his winter sleep suit, and only wore the innermost short sleeves. He put the cotton coat on Qiu Yu's body, and then took out his mobile phone.

It's been a long time since Huang Wenqing's message was sent, but he hasn't read it yet.

Huang Wenqing: You used to like him very much.

Even if he wasn't named, Han Chi knew who he was talking about.

He had a crush on her for eight years.

Han Chi looked at the screen, and it took him a long time to go back: I don't like him enough or my moral level has improved, which one do you accept more?

The degree of liking him is not enough to make me break through the moral bottom line and the moral standard has become higher, so it is easy to cross the line.

Huang Wenqing replied in seconds: Don't be shameless, you have become lower.

Huang Wenqing chose the latter.

Han Chi smiled, not surprised at all.He used to really like that person, but at the same time, only he himself knew that he didn't have so many charming thoughts about him, as if he just wanted to see him every day.

Qiu Yu is different, besides wanting to see him every day, he also wants to completely own him, and wants to leave all the traces of his participation in his life.

If the liking for Fa Xiao is the pure thought of teenagers, then for Qiu Yu, adult sex has to be added.

He couldn't say which was better, but he really didn't want to be a good person anymore.

His grandfather is an old Red Army, and his father is also a high-ranking military officer. When he comes to him, the mud can't support the wall. Not only can't fight, but he is also born to like men, so the family doesn't have much demand for him, just be a good person. .

"I guess I'll be beaten." Han Chi thought.

After a while, Huang Wenqing sent another message: I will not support you, but I have to tell you about a problem, why do you think people can accept you?Not everyone will be bent.

Before Han Chi finished typing, the other party sent another message: Qiu Yu is good to everyone, don't make things difficult for them.asleep.

Han Chi: "..."

He looked at Qiu Yu who was asleep, and then at Huang Wenqing's last sentence. He deleted the words he was about to type, and didn't reply.

Don't make things difficult for others.

But as long as he dares to confess, no matter how much Qiu Yu refuses, it seems that it will be very difficult.

When the car drove into the urban area, Qiu Yu's cell phone rang, and he suddenly woke up from his sleep, Gao Li's excited voice came from the other end: "Small! It exploded!"