In the end, Su Weichu was dragged to Hongya Cave by Ying Yanluo.
When Ying Yanluo went to the crew during the day, Su Weichu worked at the hotel. When she came back from work, the two of them went out for dinner together. They visited almost all the food streets in Chongqing.
There is a hot pot restaurant hidden in the Nanshan forest in Chongqing. Halfway up the woods, there is a small wooden house that looks like the one in the movie Spirited Away. When the lights are on at night, accompanied by the mist from the villa, diners have the illusion of being in a cartoon. Because of this, Ying Yanluo dragged Su Weichu to visit the restaurant for three consecutive days.
After returning home in the evening, Ying Yanluo came out of the shower and saw Su Weichu on the phone. She heard him talking to the person on the other end of the phone about something at work, so she didn't pay much attention to it and sat on the edge of the bed to prepare to apply lotion.
Suddenly I heard him speak.
"Okay, I understand. I'll take a flight back tomorrow morning."
She looked at him subconsciously, and Su Weichu hung up the phone after he finished speaking.
Ying Yanluo put down the bottle in his hand and asked him, "Are you going back?"
Su Weichu walked over and sat down beside her. "Well, I've been here for a while. I have to go back."
Ying Yanluo lowered her eyes. Indeed, he had been in Chongqing for more than a week, but she felt empty inside when she thought about him leaving. "What time do you leave tomorrow?"
Su Weichu saw the disappointment between her brows and raised his hand to touch her head. "You haven't booked a ticket yet. You should leave at six or seven in the morning."
Ying Yanluo hummed. She was certainly reluctant to leave, but she had no choice but to go back to work. She looked up at him, held his cheek with her hands and rubbed it, "Okay, then you go take a shower first, I'll help you clean up, and go to bed early tonight."
Su Weichu turned his head and kissed her left and right palms respectively, said hello, and then went into the bathroom.
Ying Yanluo was packing his luggage while listening to the sound of water dripping in the bathroom. Before she finished packing, she heard Su Weichu calling her from inside.
"Yan Yan."
"What's wrong?" she turned her head and asked.
"Help me get my pajamas."
Ying Yanluo responded and couldn't help but mutter, "Is it washing so fast?"
But she still stood up, took the pajamas he forgot to bring in and walked towards the bathroom, "I'm coming."
Su Weichu opened the door and Ying Yanluo handed him the pajamas. When she realized that the clothes in her hands were taken away, she was about to take her hands back, but she never expected that her wrists were held by a pair of warm hands, the bathroom door opened, and she was dragged directly in.
Ying Yanluo threw herself directly into his arms, her palm subconsciously touching his chest. The skin temperature on her palm was higher, and there was no water on her body. She pushed his shoulder with her fingers, "You lied to me?"
Su Weichu hugged her waist with his arms, with a smile in his eyes, "Come and take a shower with me."
Ying Yanluo refused: "I have already washed it."
Su Weichu leaned over and kissed her nose flatteringly, "Wash it again."
Ying Yanluo was held by him and couldn't struggle free. Moreover, when he just dragged her in, she saw that this man was not wearing anything. It would be strange if she didn't understand his intentions at this time. Her ears began to heat up, "Li hasn't finished cleaning up yet."
Su Weichu's lips moved to her fair neck, "It's okay to clean up later."
Ying Yanluo couldn't help but stretch her neck, trying to struggle, "Stop making trouble, let me out."
Su Weichu pecked her gently and started to lead her towards the shower room. His voice was hoarse, "Are you really willing to do this?"
Ying Yanluo swallowed subconsciously. How could she bear to do that
Su Weichu saw the answer in her eyes, smiled and reached out to turn on the faucet, and the hot water poured down on her head. Ying Yanluo could hardly open her eyes, and her hair and nightgown were all wet. She couldn't help but sigh softly in her heart, then she stood on tiptoe, hugged his neck and kissed him.
Su Weichu put one hand around her waist and lifted her chin with the other hand. His rough tongue skillfully probed into her mouth and rubbed against her.
How could Ying Yanluo be his opponent? She was soon confused and bewildered by him.
What they swallowed was each other's saliva and the hot water that flowed down their cheeks into their mouths.
There was a strong desire in the man's deep eyes, and his slender fingers were extremely skillful.
The wet nightgown was thrown out of the shower, and the woman's weak voice soon rang out.
…
Su Weichu had an 8 o'clock flight back to Beijing in the morning. He woke up before 6 o'clock. In fact, it wasn't long since he fell asleep. The person in his arms was sleeping soundly. He let the person go quietly and went to the bathroom to wash up. When he came out, he saw that the person who was sleeping soundly a few hours ago had woken up at some point and was sitting on the bed with a quilt rolled up, with a sleepy face. Hearing the sound, he immediately looked towards him.
"I thought you had left." The voice sounded aggrieved and hoarse.
When Su Weichu heard this, he felt so sad that he walked over quickly and hugged her and her blanket in his arms. "I'm not leaving. I will definitely tell you before I leave."
Ying Yanluo docilely let him hold her, relying on him wholeheartedly, "Are we leaving now?"
Su Weichu kissed the top of her butt lovingly, "You can stay a little longer. We'll leave at half past six."
"What time is it now?"
"It's twenty past six."
Ying Yanluo rubbed his shoulder and said, "It's been about ten minutes."
Ten minutes is neither long nor short, but it will eventually arrive.
Su Weichu carefully helped her lie back on the bed, pulled the quilt higher for her, and stroked the wrinkles on her face with his slender fingers. "Baby, I have to go. It's still early. Get some sleep."
Ying Yanluo frowned, pursed her lips and nodded at him.
Su Weichu's eyes flashed with reluctance, and finally he leaned over and kissed her on the lips. Then he put on his coat, picked up his packed suitcase and went out. The door was opened and then gently closed.
Ying Yanluo clutched the corner of the quilt tightly and began to realize that he had really gone back to Beijing. When she woke up, he would not be there to have breakfast with her, and when she got home from work in the evening, he would not be waiting for her in the room. Thinking of this, the reluctance that had been accumulating all night began to expand in circles.
Ying Yanluo silently raised her hand to cover her head with the quilt.
It was already past eleven in the morning when Su Weichu arrived in Beijing. Xiao Wei came to the airport to pick him up in person. After seeing him, he immediately called out "Mr. Su" and came over to take his suitcase.
Without waiting for Su Weichu to ask, Xiao Wei said, "Mr. Luo Sen is already on his way to the company. If we leave now, we will probably arrive at about the same time."
Mr. Lawson is one of the key partners of Su Weichu's company. Because it is a cross-border cooperation, Su Weichu is very concerned about their cooperation, otherwise he would not have rushed back from Chongqing just for him.
"Well, go over first." Su Weichu nodded.
Su Weichu and Mr. Losen's team arrived at the company almost at the same time.
Other senior executives of the company would also participate in this meeting. When Su Weichu went there, they had already arrived, and soon the secretary also led Mr. Rosen's team up.
The two of them greeted each other in a friendly manner before getting down to business.
Their meeting lasted more than five hours and it was already past five in the afternoon when it ended.
Su Weichu was the host and had asked his secretary to book a hotel in advance.
Ying Yanluo was also very busy that day, because today Tang Jin had a scene and found out during the filming that the effect was not as expected, so Director Feng held a short meeting with several screenwriters and finally decided to modify the script.
So Tang Jin's part of the play was paused, and Ying Yanluo was responsible for revising it.
Ying Yanluo was walking towards the crew's meeting room with her notebook in her arms. On the way, she happened to meet the crew's stage manager. She remembered that the lunch boxes in their crew were ordered per person, and that they had to tell her in advance whether they wanted to eat or not, so she called her and said, "Teacher Chen, I'm having dinner at the crew tonight."
"Teacher Xiao Luo, aren't you going to dinner with your boyfriend tonight?" Teacher Chen asked with a smile.
Ying Yanluo has not had dinner with the crew for more than a week since the filming started. She is also a beautiful screenwriter in their crew. As soon as she joined the crew, she received no less attention than some of the actors. In addition, she met colleagues from the crew when she went out to dinner with Su Weichu in the hotel during this period. In addition, she did not deliberately conceal it, so many people in the crew knew that their beautiful screenwriter was taken.
"He had some work to deal with and went back to Beijing this morning," Ying Yanluo said.
No wonder she just heard from a few girls that Teacher Xiao Luo looked a little down this morning. Now that she was here, she could understand. The stage manager smiled and said to her, "Work cannot be delayed. That's normal. But Teacher Xiao Luo is really lucky to have dinner with the crew tonight. We have a sumptuous dinner tonight. I'll personally prepare it for you then."
Ying Yanluo heard this and looked at the kind face of the field teacher, and couldn't help but smile, "Thank you very much, Teacher Chen."
Ying Yanluo spent the entire afternoon revising the script in the crew's meeting room, and only handed the revised script to Director Feng in the evening.
At dinner time, Ying Yanluo's lunch box was brought to her by the field management teacher himself. Today she had smoked fish and stewed beef brisket with potatoes. After opening it, it was indeed a lot more than others. Ying Yanluo took a picture and sent it to Su Weichu, but he did not reply in time.
Ying Yanluo knew that he returned to Beijing today mainly to deal with work, and it seemed that he was still busy.
Su Weichu was not in the hotel, and Ying Yanluo was not in a hurry to go back.
When Tang Jin and the others were filming, she watched beside Director Feng.
As she was watching intently, the cell phone in her pocket suddenly vibrated slightly. She took it out and took a look. It was a call from Su Weichu. She looked around, held the phone and answered it from a distance.
"I saw it on WeChat, the food is pretty good."
Ying Yanluo laughed, "Yes, there are fish and meat."
After replying, she felt that there was something wrong with his voice, as if it was too deep and a little unclear, so she asked tentatively: "Have you been drinking?"
Su Weichu didn't expect that she could tell that he was indeed drunk. He had just left the restaurant with Mr. Rosen and the others. "Yeah, I drank a little."
Ying Yanluo curled her lips, "More than a little."
Su Weichu laughed in a low voice, "What about two o'clock and three o'clock?"
Ying Yanluo was helpless and was amused by him, "Is Assistant Xiao by your side?"
Su Weichu raised his eyelids and glanced at Xiao Wei who was driving in front of him. "Yes, he's here. Don't worry, he will take me back."
"That's good. You have to take some hangover medicine when you get home, okay?"
"I know. Don't worry."
Ying Yanluo suddenly thought of something, "Oh, by the way, there are candies in my snack cabinet, you can help yourself."
Su Weichu: “…”
After a few seconds, Ying Yanluo heard him say, "I'm not that afraid of hardship."
When Su Weichu made the call, Xiao Wei, who was driving in front, knew who was on the other end of the line. After all, apart from the one in his family, who else could speak to his boss in that tone? When he heard the word "afraid of hardship", Xiao Wei became extremely curious.
There was something wrong with the boss' tone of this sentence.
Afraid of suffering? What kind of suffering?