Qin Ke didn't know what happened between Song Yunran and monica.
But what he can be sure of is that Xiao Song really likes Monica very much.
In the blink of an eye, three minutes had passed, and Song Yunran had no intention of letting go.
He misplaced all his love for monia on Qin Ke, not only hugging him deeply, but also rubbing him affectionately.
For a few seconds, Qin Ke only hated that he was not a real dog, otherwise he would have turned his head and bit him angrily, and helped Song Yunran achieve the achievement of a one-day trip to the hospital again.
The surrounding air seemed to gradually become thinner.
As if entering an oxygen-deficient snow mountain, or jumping into a hot stove, his reason is rapidly draining in an indescribable feeling, tempting him to get closer to Song Yunran.
Before his rationality collapsed, Qin Ke suddenly turned over and grabbed Song Yunran's wrist while breaking free.
He gasped in embarrassment, before he could figure out how to deal with this clingy octopus, a thunder without warning instantly rang in his ears.
A loud noise made Qin Ke startled.
It finally woke up Song Yunran who was addicted to petting dogs.
In the dim light, the two looked at each other.
Song Yunran: "?"
Qin Ke: "..."
In the blink of an eye, another thunderclap sounded!
Song Yunran suddenly came back to his senses, and shouted angrily, "What are you doing!"
The strong desire to survive broke out completely at this moment. He didn't know where the strength came from, and without waiting for Qin Ke to explain, he broke free from the opponent's clutches and immediately wanted to escape from the scene of the crime.
Unexpectedly, in the haste, the obstructing quilt actually caught his legs.
His center of gravity was unstable, and he rolled out of bed with the quilt, but at this moment, the light in the room suddenly turned on.
"The lights are still on?!"
Song Yunran fell to the ground on his back, kicking the air with his two legs on the edge of the bed, "Are you a pervert!"
Just want to admire the terrified expression of the victim
Qin Ke who just turned on the light in the dark: "..."
I really didn't know what to say for a while.
He sighed, got out of bed and helped Mr. Song who was sprawling all over the place: "Can you calm down?"
Song Yunran pushed him away: "Bastard, I knew you were uneasy and kind!"
Qin Ke frowned: "... Song Yunran."
In his hoarse voice, there was an unprecedented obscure emotion, "If I'm really upset and kind, can you still stand here and curse people?"
?
What's the matter, do you still want to say that you are considerate and have given me room to play
Song Yun was furious, and just about to curse, he realized in a trance that this seemed to be the first time Qin Ke called his name.
"..."
He remained vigilant in case Qin Ke suddenly made an attack, stared at the other party and said, "Okay, then I will give you a chance to argue."
A few minutes later, Song Yunran lowered his head in shame amid Qin Ke's casual narration.
It's unpredictable.
Before going to bed, he did so much psychological construction, and even warned Qin Ke, but after a long time of trouble, the harasser was actually myself.
And why would I regard Qin Ke as monica
Song Yunran had mixed feelings, thinking of the Samoyed with an angelic smile at his parents' house, and looking at his good son with a cold expression in front of him, a subtle confusion suddenly appeared.
Could it be that Qin Ke is a dog in my heart
Or is it the secret deep in my heart that I actually want to be a dog's father
Song Yunran was in a mess, no matter which of these two cognitions he brought out, it was enough to make him refresh his three views.
In the end, he could only touch his nose in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, otherwise I'd better change the room."
Or change to another hotel. A real man is a man who bravely goes forward on a thunderstorm night, he comforted himself.
However, he didn't know that when he was engaged in the battle between heaven and man, Qin Ke's eyes had been locked on him and never left.
Song Yunran didn't sleep well, his fluffy short black hair slept like a bird's nest. He was wearing a loose white T and black baggy shorts at the moment, exposing his well-proportioned and straight calves below the knees, with a refreshing youthful look that didn't match his age.
Qin Ke's eyes darkened slightly, thinking that President Xiao Song was right in scolding just now.
Maybe he really didn't feel at ease.
"They may have gone to bed early." Qin Ke said, "Just sleep like this, don't go out and disturb others."
Song Yunran raised his eyes and asked sincerely, "Then what if I hug you like a dog again?"
Qin Ke smiled: "Just hug me, who told me to be your brother."
Song Yunran choked for a moment, and his rebuttal was finally pushed back by his reason.
He lay back under the quilt again, and asked anxiously before turning off the light: "You won't be angry and hit me in the middle of the night, will you?"
"Who knows." Qin Ke smiled.
Song Yunran turned around and wanted to get out of bed, but Qin Ke dragged him back: "You're kidding, go to sleep."
The lights went out, and the field of vision returned to darkness again.
Song Yunran learned his lesson, and put his arms neatly next to his legs, as if he had created a flat-lying military posture.
He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, remembering that when He Ziyou came to play at his house when he was a child, it was too late, so he simply stayed in his room for one night, and when he woke up the next day, he complained to Song Yunran in tears, saying that he had treated Song Yunran in his sleep Punch and kick.
Song Yunran sighed speechlessly, not knowing whether he had made progress or regressed.
He felt a little stiff in one position for too long.
After hesitating for a moment, he decided not to move.
At this moment, Qin Ke's voice suddenly sounded: "I said, you can hug if you want."
"Not good," Song Yunran said in a low voice, "After all, you are not a real dog."
Qin Ke: "..."
He simply stretched out his hand, caught Song Yunran's wrist in the dark, put it on his waist, "Go to sleep."
The room fell silent.
Song Yunran blinked. In fact, he didn't have the nerve to confess just now. During the two years when his parents were busy with work and couldn't go home when he was a child, every night when there was a thunderstorm, he would hug Monica to the bed and sleep together.
He turned over, felt the warm body temperature under the palm lines, and slowly closed his eyes.
The lightning and thunder outside still didn't stop, but this night, Song Yunran slept very peacefully.
The next morning, when Song Yunran woke up, the sky had cleared up.
He walked around the room, but didn't see Qin Ke, guessing that he was probably filming.
Song Yunran slept refreshed this time, after washing up, he thought for a while, and thought to himself, why not go to the crew of "Jianghu Road" to visit a class.
As soon as he opened the door, he was startled by a burly figure standing outside, almost thinking that someone came to seek revenge.
After taking a closer look, he realized that it was one of the bodyguards he invited.
It seems that the surveillance of Zhong Xiaofeng was lifted last night, and he went directly back to Qin Ke's side to stand guard.
Bodyguard B greeted him and said, "Mr. Song, would you like to go downstairs for breakfast now?"
"It's eleven o'clock, don't eat."
Song Yunran was not too hungry, so he planned to chat a few words, "Why are you staying here if you don't go to the set to protect Qin Ke?"
Bodyguard B: "Mr. Qin asked me to stay."
Song Yunran nodded, gratified at Qin Ke's thoughtful care of him, but at the same time slightly dissatisfied: "How can this work, I won't be in danger in the hotel, he can't be sure on the set, you Hurry over."
Bodyguard B has been with Qin Ke for half a month. Except for Zhong Xiaofeng's unexpected situation, the work of these ten days has been so peaceful that it can be called boring.
Sometimes he and bodyguard A would murmur in private, saying that Xinghe hired ten bodyguards at one go. Could it be that Qin Ke has persecution paranoia? But judging from the results of their getting along, this is not the case.
Now it seems that Mr. Song may be the one who has persecution paranoia.
This was the first time he encountered an employer who was delusional for others, but it was a brand new professional experience.
"Okay, then I'll go there now." Bodyguard B put away the sigh in his heart, and acted like a gentleman.
Song Yunran watched the bodyguard Yiyuan go, thought for a while and knocked on Zhong Xiaofeng's door.
Zhong Xiaofeng was packing his luggage, his hands were busy and he did not forget to apologize repeatedly: "Mr. Song, I was wrong this time. I am really sorry for causing you such a big trouble. Don't worry, I will make up for it when I go back!"
Song Yunran didn't want to be polite, and said honestly: "It's good that you know. To tell you the truth, the plane was grounded yesterday, and Assistant Tang and I bought standing tickets. I have never suffered such a big grievance in my life."
Zhong Xiaofeng paused.
As a member of the Tianya Standing Committee, of course he understood what Song Yunran meant by "grievance".
Knowing this, Zhong Xiaofeng felt even more guilty: "Then look, besides writing a good script, what else can I do?"
Song Yunran originally just mentioned it casually, and didn't really want Zhong Xiaofeng to pay for it.
But when he thought about it carefully, he suddenly realized that besides being his favorite screenwriter in his previous life, Zhong Xiaofeng had another important identity.
Since Zhong Xiaofeng was Qin Ke's classmate before, he was also Cheng Jiaming's classmate.
"How is your relationship with Cheng Jiaming?" Song Yunran asked.
In the original story, Zhong Xiaofeng was an indisputable creator. At this time, he did not live up to the author's setting, and said naively: "It's not bad, but he and Qin Ke are closer. Mr. Song, you don’t know, Cheng Jiaming wanted to introduce Qin Ke to Wancheng Film and Television before.”
Song Yunran said calmly: "Oh, not only do I know, I also witnessed the whole process of his agent poaching corners with my own eyes."
"..." Zhong Xiaofeng was speechless for a moment, and asked, "Then you asked about Cheng Jiaming to...?"
Song Yunran: "Does he have any weaknesses?"
He was also a new idea that came to him only a few minutes ago.
According to the principle of the original law, after Cheng Jiaming joined the crew of "Jianghu Road", he would definitely be dissatisfied with Qin Ke, the proud son of heaven, because of his mediocrity.
This is an almost unchangeable fact. As long as Qin Ke's strength is there, Cheng Jiaming will inevitably embark on a twisted path.
Song Yunran has always thought of relying on bodyguards for defense.
But the experience of Fang Zhou yesterday made him discover that, as the only rebirth tool man in the world, he can change the future of other characters, regardless of Qin Ke who signed into the Galaxy with his brain flooded.
That being the case, why change from passive to active
Zhong Xiaofeng asked in bewilderment: "Cheng Jiaming is afraid of ticklish and mice, is that considered a weakness?"
"?"
What a mess.
Song Yunran thought about it, and explained in more detail: "It's not like this, it's like if I threaten him with something, he will quit "Jianghu Road" overnight, and never dare to get closer."
Zhong Xiaofeng pondered for a moment, then suddenly slapped his thigh: "Could it be that he is also suitable for acting in local dramas?!"
Mr. Song, as expected of you, the God who guides the lost lambs!
Song Yunran was speechless: "You think so."
"But I really don't know that."
Zhong Xiaofeng sighed, his brows were full of regret for not being able to help his classmates, "Besides, I think he should have joined the group today in his Moments, so it's too late to quit, right?"
Song Yunran was stunned on the spot.
That's right, he forgot to inquire about Cheng Jiaming's joining date!
Now that Qin Ke has become the male number one, it must be more exciting for Cheng Jiaming. If he goes crazy as soon as he comes in, wouldn't Qin Ke be in danger!
"I won't talk to you anymore!" Song Yunran hurried out, "I'm going to stop Cheng Jiaming!"
Zhong Xiaofeng stayed where he was in a daze, lost in thought.
He had never seen President Xiao Song so excited, and even when facing Qin Ke, President Xiao Song never ran wildly.
Could it be...? !
Zhong Xiaofeng's mood was very complicated, he repeatedly weighed the status of the two students in his heart.
In the end, I sent a message to Qin Ke who was filming.
[Warning, big crisis! You may fall out of favor in the prince's heart!]
The author has something to say: Happy Dragon Boat Festival everyone!