Seven or eight crew members were surrounding a long table filled with Starbucks, and Wen Ai stood cheerfully behind the table, busy distributing hot drinks to them.
Lan Ting didn't go up, just stood watching from a distance, all sorts of feelings flooded into his heart, a few days ago he mercilessly rejected himself, and now he came here to give him a surprise, it was really in line with this kid's way of doing things style.
Lan Ting gave a "tsk" sound: "You played me to death."
"Little brother, please have another cup of hot chocolate, the cup was accidentally spilled just now."
"Okay." Wen Ai handed over a cup, looked away a little when he raised his eyes, and finally found Lan Ting not far away with his pockets in his hands, his round eyes lit up, and asked the drinker to look at the label and take it at will , left the stall and ran to Lan Ting's side.
"Brother Lan!" Wen Ai yelled decently, and pressed the coffee cup to Lan Ting's face, "Drink some hot coffee."
Lan Ting didn't move: "Why are you here?"
"Here to bring you warmth." Wen Ai took his hand out of his pocket and forced coffee to him, "Taste it."
The mellow aroma came into Lan Ting's nose along with the heat, which was completely different from the coffee aroma that wafted across the set. The cup was also particularly delicate, and a puppy was drawn in the blank space.
Lan Ting clutched the cup and refused to drink, Wen Ai's expectant eyes slowly faded away, and finally he snorted unhappily: "Don't wait for me to fall down!" He turned around angrily and left.
"Don't go." Lan Ting grabbed him, Wen Ai's temper also turned up, but he struggled vigorously with his arms, Lan Ting dragged him to a place where no one was there with all his strength.
"Angry?" Lan Ting reached out to tease his little face, but was dodged.
Wen Ai pouted and clutched his arms, ignoring people angrily. In order to sneak to the set, he spent a lot of time and effort. He traveled a long distance just to give Lan Ting a surprise. As a result, Lan Ting took a cold attitude when they met Freezing him, can he not be annoyed
Lan Ting sighed: "You hit me so hard a few days ago, and you can't stand it if it's my turn to make fun of you. You can only allow the state officials to set fires and not allow the people to light lamps?"
Wen Ai was in a fit of anger, and said indiscriminately: "You are a foster child, what right do you have to light a lamp!"
When the voice fell to the ground, the air between the two froze.
Lan Ting's face turned pale, and he squeezed the coffee cup out of shape: "Are you serious?"
Wen Ai saw that he was shaky and gritted his teeth to hold on, and felt distressed immediately, and gently grabbed his sleeve: "I'm just angry, I didn't think about it."
Lan Ting narrowed his eyes: "Really?"
Wen Ai nodded hurriedly: "Really!"
The corners of Lan Ting's lips curled up, and he smiled triumphantly, the miserable expression just now could not be found on his face.
Wen Ai was stunned for a while, then realized belatedly: "You pretended..."
"Am I good at acting?" Lan Ting hugged him with one arm, "We won't make such jokes anymore, isn't it annoying?"
Wen Ai buried her head on his chest, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not kidding, you just don't want to go out that day."
"Hey, did you blame me for being stingy?" Lan Ting slapped his buttocks, the flesh was quite elastic, so he slapped him a few more times.
Wen Ai twisted and hid, wrongly said: "To tell the truth, you still hit me!"
"Your tone was wrong at that time." Lan Ting lowered his head and looked at him, "Is there really no other reason?"
Wen Ai had a guilty conscience, at that time he did deliberately disobey Lan Ting, but it was all for the mission. His hesitation was all seen by Lan Ting, Lan Ting didn't make things difficult for him anymore, he looked away and took a sip of the coffee, the sugar was added less, the bitter taste was too strong, almost didn't take the bitterness to heart.
Wen Ai made coffee according to the method Xu Changzhou taught him. This time, he came here in a hurry, brought coffee beans, and borrowed someone's Starbucks to brew such a cup. He didn't try it himself, but it smelled the same anyway.
Wen Ai had a small expression asking for comments, Lan Ting knew what was going on at a glance, and based on the principle of encouragement first, he generously gave praise, with simple words and a sincere attitude, coaxing Wen Ai so much that after listening I want to open a coffee shop.
It can be seen that Lan Ting has the potential to be an actor in his bones, and he is developing it all the time.
"This puppy..." Lan Ting looked at the pattern on the cup, Wen Ai had expected to continue to be praised, but Lan Ting changed the subject and said bluntly: "The painting is so ugly."
"Then give it back to me!" Wen Ai immediately reached out to grab the cup, muttering unhappily, "You are the only one who is good! You are the only one who can draw well!"
Lan Ting held it up so that he couldn't reach it, and said with a smile, "I really know how to draw, do you have a brush? Draw another one for you."
Wen Ai took out a gel pen angrily: "Here!"
Two minutes later, Lan Ting restored an original, naive puppy. The one drawn by Wen Ai was squatting next to it, with crooked features and uncoordinated body proportions. It could barely be regarded as ugly and cute, but the comparison now— Terrible.
When Lan Ting was filming, Wen Ai stood by and watched. The people in the crew saw him as cute and liked to tease him, so they came up with the classic opening line to tease children: "Little brother, how old is this year?"
Wen Ai answered truthfully: "Sixteen years old."
Several people around said "yo": "It looks so small."
"Why did you come out to work as an assistant at the age of sixteen?"
Wen Ai smiled embarrassedly: "Actually, I'm not an assistant, but a relative of Brother Lan. I stopped by to see him. He used to always protect me. He's a good person. He doesn't say anything when he does anything. You should talk to him more." He knows it when he gets along."
Lan Ting filmed two scenes in a row. When he came down, Wen Ai had successfully captured the hearts of the crew members of the blockbuster film with his fresh face and sweet mouth, and also took the opportunity to help Lan Ting gain a wave of favorability.
At noon, assistant An Li brought a boxed lunch, and Lan Ting took Wen Ai back to the RV to eat, it was warm and private.
An Li naturally wanted to make room for them. Before leaving, she took out a bottle of Laoganma from her backpack: "Brother Lan, Xiaojing, would you like some? This is for dinner."
"I want it!" Wen Aiguang drooled when he saw the red chili oil in the glass wall, both hands stretched out to catch it, and when he was about to reach it, Lan Ting stopped him halfway. Wen Ai was in a hurry with him: "I can't bear to eat some old godmother from you? Besides, it's not yours!"
Lan Ting ignored him, grabbed both of his wrists with one hand, and raised his chin at An Li: "Go and eat quickly, the food will be cold later, take a good rest at noon."
"Thank you, Brother Lan. I won't go far, just call if I have something to do." An Li took Wen Ai's pitiful eyes away, and took away the goddess of the masses, Laoganma.
As soon as the car door was closed, Wen Ai's hope was completely cut off.
"Lan Ting!" Wen Ai yelled by name and surname, which shows that he really cares about it, "Why do you always hate me today! You just make me unhappy! Hey, let go!"
Lan Ting no longer held Wen Ai's wrist, and opened the two boxed lunches on the table. While Wen Ai was still under the table to vent his anger, he quickly transferred all the roasted chicken with taro from one boxed lunch to the other. one serving.
When Lan Ting pushed the empty lunch box in front of Wen Ai, Wen Ai was stunned for five seconds, and said in disbelief: "You...you not only refused to give me my old godmother, but also withheld my food..."
Wen Ai has been spoiled for several lifetimes, and his lover would like to pile the best in front of him every time, but now that his lover is reincarnated as Lan Ting, he actually digs meat from his bowl instead. This is a big gap, the corner of Wen Ai's mouth Immediately left it: "You rob me for meat...you bully people..."
With tears in his eyes, Lan Ting's heart tightened, and he quickly picked him up and put him on his lap: "Don't cry, little ancestor, be good, there are too many peppers in the meat, you can't eat it."
Wen Ai is proud of being favored anyway, tugging at Lan Ting's collar and shaking: "I can eat!"
"It's a good lie." Lan Ting wrapped his arms around his waist and pinched his face punitively with the other, "Patients with heart disease should eat lightly. I don't understand that you bullied me last time in the hotel. You ordered so many spicy and salty sesame seeds." I haven't had time to educate you yet."
Wen Ai lacked confidence, took the initiative to hook Lan Ting's neck, and her voice softened: "Don't educate me, you have to spoil me."
When he acted like a baby, Lan Ting was almost hardened by the cuteness, and his tenderness was surging, and he wanted to rub him into his body, hold him in the palm of his hand, and tuck him into his crotch.
"Okay, get used to it." Lan Ting agreed to him dotingly, bent over and kissed his heart, "Get used to here first, I can't get used to your mouth for now."
Wen Ai's whole upper body was itchy because of him, he moaned a little, and finally he was willing to eat, Lan Ting dragged the two boxes of lunch to him, picked up the chopsticks and fed him. Wen Ai was also hungry, so he sat obediently in Lan Ting's arms to eat, but Lan Ting fed him too quickly and turned his head to hide: "I haven't swallowed it yet."
"Okay, there's no rush." Lan Ting waited patiently with his chopsticks in hand, seeing how cute the child was eating, while he was concentrating on chewing, he leaned over and kissed him.
After a lunch, the whole caravan smells sour of love, and if someone passes by outside the car, they will definitely get their noses smoked.
When work was over at night, Lan Ting guessed that Wen Ai would go to look for him as soon as he arrived in the film and television city. He didn't know if he had booked a room online in advance, so he asked, "Where do you sleep tonight?"
Wen Ai asked straightforwardly: "You still want the gold master to sleep alone?"
Lan Ting was overjoyed, thinking that the child talked about taking care of that child all day long, but he reckoned that he would be cowardly when he went to bed, and he didn't know how adults "sleep".
Lan Ting took Wen Ai back to the hotel rented by the film crew. When Wen Ai went into the bathroom with a change of clothes, he also squeezed in and took off his clothes without saying a word. Wen Ai's eyes widened: "What are you doing?"
Lan Ting gave an evil smile: "I don't dare to let the gold master do it alone."