Jiang Zhao was taken aback the moment his wrist was held, but due to the recording camera and other people present, he couldn't fight Xiao Si directly.
As soon as he entered the bedroom, Jiang Zhao shook off Xiao Siye's hand: "What are you doing?"
Xiao Si didn't look at him either: "Wait."
Jiang Zhao: "?"
Jiang Zhao: "Why should I listen to..."
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Si also squatted down, found a medical bag from the suitcase, and took out alcohol, iodophor, gauze, cotton swabs one by one...
Jiang Zhao watched for a while, and finally realized something belatedly.
Dog comparison home, this is... Are you going to give him medicine
The next action really confirmed his guess. Jiang Zhao stared dumbfounded. Xiao Si also picked up his things and sat down in front of the square table in the bedroom. He patted the seat beside him: "Come and sit."
Jiang Zhao: "Do you have a fever today?"
Xiao Si also: "Do you want to leave a scar?"
Jiang Zhao paused, as expected he hesitated because of this sentence.
If it was really because of something like this that he left a mark on his finger, wouldn't he think of Xiao Siye every time he saw the scar on his hand
The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain, so he simply sat down on the bench and stretched out his hand as if he was going to die.
Xiao Si also pulled his wrist, and gently pulled away the bloody tissue.
Jiang Zhao's wound looked scary, but it was actually not serious, and the blood had already begun to coagulate. Xiao Si also picked up a cotton swab soaked in alcohol and helped him clean up the blood around the wound bit by bit.
The cotton swab rubs against the skin, and the alcohol comes into contact with the wound, causing a strong sting. And the dull pain from the previous injury finally came over, fingers connected to heart, Jiang Zhao was so painful that he wanted to breathe, and it took a lot of perseverance to hold back.
In order not to make a sound out of the real pain, he started to find something to say: "It's nothing, the wound will be scarred later."
Xiao Si also lowered his eyes and silently applied the medicine to him without saying a word.
Jiang Zhao continued: "Is it enough after wiping off the alcohol? Use some force, don't dawdle."
"No, you still need a bandage? Isn't that a bit exaggerated?"
"Okay, then you can tie me up better."
He blared for a long time alone, but Xiao Si didn't respond to him in the slightest. Jiang Zhao couldn't help lowering his head quietly to observe Xiao Siye's expression, and found that this person's expression was as serious as if he was presiding over a funeral.
No way, he was still panting.
"All right."
It wasn't until Jiang Zhao's fingers were tightly bandaged that Xiao Si finally let him go.
Jiang Zhao looked at his fingers with a complicated expression, and after a while, he sighed: "You really worked hard."
He can probably guess why Xiao Si did this, because he wanted to set up a tolerant and considerate character in front of the camera. Even if he can be so careful when facing his opponent, his fans will definitely scream "Brother is so gentle" again, and no one will know that there is actually a bastard under his skin.
What a trick.
Xiao Si also cleaned up the alcohol bottles, and threw the used cotton swabs and gauze on the table into the trash can, and said casually: "It's the hand that plays the piano anyway, be careful."
Jiang Zhao raised his head immediately: "How do you know?"
Even Zuo Xiaoqiu didn't know that he could play the piano, and he hadn't touched the piano since his freshman year, so how did Xiao Si know about it
Xiao Si also said, "For your coming-of-age ceremony, when someone coaxed you to perform a song, you played "Plucking Cotton"."
Jiang Zhao: "Oh."
He remembered that this was indeed the case.
He suppressed the surprise in his eyes, and said casually, "It's been a long time since I stopped practicing."
Xiao Si also glanced at him, but didn't speak.
When the two returned to the yard, Jiang Han and the others had already prepared the dishes and pots.
The program team set up a long wooden table as high as a coffee table under the magnolia tree in the yard as a dining table.
Although the dishes they brought back were not many in variety, there were more than a dozen plates placed there, which looked extraordinarily rich. The hot pot in the middle is a whole mandarin duck pot. The clear soup is milky white and attractive, and the spicy soup is bright red and enchanting. It is so fragrant that the neighbor's little yellow dog ran out of the yard, and a dog's head came in through the gap in the fence, looking eagerly.
There is a camera on the outer side of the long table, and the inner side is a place to eat and sit, lined up.
Jiang Zhao originally thought that he and Xiao Si would also sit separately, but the three of them tacitly reserved the two C seats in the middle for them.
Jiang Zhao: "..."
He also started to feel stomach ache.
"Senior," He Qinuo showed worry when he saw him, "Is your hand okay?"
Jiang Zhao smiled: "It's okay, just a swipe."
The long table was not big, a group of adults sat together, there was almost no gap between them, and he could touch Xiao Siye next to him just by raising his hand.
Jiang Zhao specially moved Maza to He Qinuo's side on the right, because he always felt that as long as he was close to Xiao Siye, nothing good would happen.
Let’s say today, first he was chased by a goose, and then he was a kitchen knife rower. Although he couldn’t escape the influence of his own subjective factors, Xiao Siye’s shadow was everywhere in everything he came here.
Fortunately, this program only needs to be recorded for three days for one episode, and Xiao Si is just a flying guest for this episode. After three days, he will be able to compare himself with the dog and see him in Jianghu.
The meal was quite enjoyable, and the guests quickly became familiar with each other during the chat, and even He Qinuo got rid of a bit of social fear, and from time to time, he could make a few jokes to amuse the others lol.
Jiang Zhao still doesn't talk much, but his sense of presence is never in doubt. His face is too prominent, even if he bows his head to eat food without saying a word, the camera can't help but move the camera to him frequently.
What's more, beside him, there is Xiao Yingdi who is always talking and laughing.
Jiang Zhao felt that it was not without reason that Xiao Si could get to where he is today. Just because he spent a single meal, he has become close to other people like a family, and he can see the exquisite heart of this person.
Ask yourself, Jiang Zhao himself will never be able to do this.
Except that he doesn't like to be lively by nature, and always nests in the corner alone like a lazy big cat. He has long been used to standing under the spotlight by himself, becoming the unique focus of everyone's eyes.
Others can follow him and look up to him, but they can never get close to him.
For so many years, the only person who can make him fluctuate is Xiao Si.
Although the opponent is annoying, he is also the only one who stands on the same level as him and is at the same level as him, and is the existence that can arouse Jiang Zhao's desire to win. It is also because of this that whenever he meets Xiao Siye, he will always show some of his truest character.
Jiang Zhao couldn't help but glanced at Xiao Siye.
I don't know if it's because he has been thinking about the opponent's affairs in his mind, but Xiao Si just turned his head and met his eyes.
Jiang Zhao was taken aback, and immediately turned his head to stare at his own bowl, as if nothing had happened.
Before he could calm down, a pair of chopsticks suddenly appeared in his bowl.
I saw that Xiao Si was also holding a pair of serving chopsticks, and quite naturally, he put the shrimp slips that Jiang Zhao had just caught into his own bowl.
Jiang Zhao: "?"
He originally thought that Xiao Si was also going to serve him food, but at this moment he was shocked.
Is this man really sick?
"Shrimp is hair," Xiao Si also explained, "You are injured, so you can't eat it."
Jiang Zhao: "So?"
Xiao Si didn't raise his head either: "So you're welcome."
Jiang Zhao: "..."
He smiled coldly: "Do you like shrimp slippery?"
Two minutes later, Xiao Siye's bowl was filled with more than half a bowl of shrimp slippery, all covered with a thick layer of spicy oil.
Jiang Zhao noticed just now that Xiao Si didn't seem to like spicy food very much, and he hardly put his chopsticks into the spicy pot.
He finished eating the shrimp in the spicy pot before he put down his serving chopsticks: "You're welcome."
Xiao Si also: "..."
What a day of peace and friendship.
In the room on the other side, Xu Qingqing was lying on the bed alone, pretending to cover her stomach with one hand, while staring absently at the door.
However, she waited and waited, but still did not wait for someone to come to the room to look for her.
Xu Qingqing couldn't help but feel resentment in her heart, what happened to these people? Do you understand the ways of the world, why no one came to coax her
Xu Qingqing is actually not a very famous actor. She has debuted for a few years, and the only thing she can do is a stream of popular idol dramas. But she couldn't bear her sweet-talking ability to coax people, and one after another, the benefactors around her were all dizzy by her coaxing, holding good resources in front of her for her to choose.
After a long time, Xu Qingqing also developed the habit of being praised by others. It is common for her to lose her temper when filming, and the assistants around her are even replaced if they don't like her.
She had been sitting on that illusory cloud for a long time, and now she was suddenly left out in the cold, as if she had fallen from a lofty height, so she couldn't stand it.
In fact, she herself knows that she is a dodder flower that cannot survive without someone to rely on.
That being the case, wouldn't it be enough for her to find someone
As soon as this idea appeared, Xu Qingqing suddenly became enlightened.
For a while, her stomach didn't hurt anymore, she didn't lose her temper, and the unhappiness just disappeared. She took the initiative to walk out of the room, came to the yard to greet everyone, and joined the hot pot with a sweet smile, as if she had never been angry at all.
Others couldn't say anything to her, and the meal was finished in such a harmonious and embarrassing way.
After the meal, Xu Qingqing also took the initiative to help wash the dishes, changing her previous pretentious appearance. Jiang Zhao noticed this, but felt a little ominous in his heart.
As the saying goes, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon.
Twelve o'clock that night.
After twelve o'clock, it is non-shooting time. At this time, the guests can also take back their mobile phones and process the necessary information.
Jiang Zhao was standing outside the gate of the small courtyard. He was chatting with Zuo Xiaoqiu about work when a soft voice suddenly came from beside him: "Brother Jiang—"
Jiang Zhao: "?"
His right arm was suddenly hugged, and Xu Qingqing was wearing a low-cut short skirt, and at some point she was close to him, and she was about to stick into his arms.
Jiang Zhao's pupils trembled: "What are you doing?"
He immediately wanted to pull out his hand, but Xu Qingqing was stronger than he imagined, he couldn't break free all of a sudden, and Xu Qingqing still confessed emotionally: "Brother Jiang, do you dislike me? But I really liked you for a long time…”
Before Jiang Zhao had time to speak, a cough suddenly came from behind him.
He and Xu Qingqing turned their heads together, and saw a tall figure standing with folded arms at the entrance of the small courtyard. The owner of those amber eyes was looking at the two of them meaningfully, raising his eyebrows:
"Maybe... I came at the wrong time?"
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