Due to the great disparity between the enemy and the enemy, Su Nuo was suppressed by force again, really very unhappy!
"I'm going back tonight!" Su Nuo sat cross-legged on the sofa.
"What are you going back for?" Ouyang Long leaned over and kissed him, "Stay with me, I'll take you to the set directly tomorrow morning."
"Don't you think our development speed is a bit fast?" Su Nuo said with a serious face.
"I think it's too slow!" Ouyang Long was very domineering!
It's not slow at all, it can catch up with the rocket, okay? Su Nuo protested in his heart! Touching god horses everywhere!
So he said very seriously, "Why don't we go back a little?"
"What does it mean to retreat?" Ouyang Long was puzzled.
Just don't touch my ass casually! ! Su Nuo really wanted to roar! But he still didn't growl, because he felt that this topic was a bit embarrassing!
"If you don't have a job in the future, come and live with me." Ouyang Long was very gentle, "I'll cook a big meal for you."
"No need!" Su Nuo refused straight away, the sound of the big meal was just an excuse, and the truth was that he wanted to eat himself! Although the big meal he cooks himself is indeed very attractive, but you must hold it!
But Supermodel Su really wronged Mr. Director this time, he was just worried that Su Nuo would overeat whenever he had the chance, and he would ruin his stomach! You can feel at ease at home.
"Think about it before answering me." Ouyang Long didn't force him too much.
Consider it ten times or not! Su Nuo groaned, grabbed an apple and gnawed it.
Eat again? Ouyang Long couldn't laugh or cry, what's wrong with this...
Diane waited at home alone for a long time, seeing that it was almost late at night, and Su Nuo did not come back! So he called again, but a certain evildoer said in a daze, "I'm at my brother's house, I'm already asleep... See you tomorrow morning." Then the phone was turned off!
He actually played this trick again! The agent ran away in anger at home!
"Do I look like this?" Su Nuo felt very accomplished sitting on the bed! It's really the rebirth of an actor!
"Like." Ouyang Long helped him dry his hair, hugged him and rolled directly into bed.
"Go back to your own room and sleep!" Su Nuo roared! He clearly agreed to let himself sleep in the guest room!
"Be good, be obedient." Ouyang Long kissed his cheek lightly.
Don't mess around! Su Nuo struggled with grief and indignation, "What's the difference between you and Ouyang Jinlong!" They are both very beasts!
A crow rattled past the window and... Mr. Superintendent laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" Su Nuo felt ominous, could it be that he has also watched the series of Love in Troubled Times? !
"I think the name Ouyang Jinlong is very nice." Ouyang Long replied calmly.
"Liar." Su Nuo blushed, "Did you also read... that serialization?"
"Which serialization?" Ouyang Long suppressed a smile.
"Ouyang Jinlong and Su Nuonuo!" Su Nuo felt that the name "Evil Charming Director Loves Supermodels" was too vulgar to say, so he made a detour!
"What is that?" Ouyang Long had some doubts in his eyes.
"...you really don't know?" Su Nuo looked at him with scrutiny!
Ouyang Long shook his head, "Otherwise, I'll search the Internet."
Never! What if you got a lotus flower tattoo on my ass like the prince after reading it! Su Nuo rushed to hug him, "That book is so boring, you better stop reading it!"
"Really? What are you talking about." Ouyang Long fell back on the bed with his arms around him.
"... Actually, it's a philosophy book." Su Nuo blurted out, "The author's name is Su Nuonuo! By observing the life of a pork dealer every day, he indirectly demonstrated the relationship between the economic base and the superstructure!" Very boring, he must not be interested in watching it!
"Pork dealer?" Mr. Superintendent smiled half-smile.
"Yes!" Su Nuo nodded affirmatively, "Ouyang Jinlong is the pork seller!"
Three seconds later.
"Ah!" The philosopher Su Xiaonuo was crushed on the butcher's knee!
Half of the pajamas were stripped off, and the cute buttocks were wrapped in white underwear, which couldn't be more attractive.
Ouyang Long raised his hand, and slapped him gently.
"Quickly let go!" Su Nuo blushed in grief and indignation, his butt felt a little sore!
"Who told you to read those novels, huh?" The second slap intensified, and the skin was smudged red, and a little hot.
"You don't want to watch it yourself!" Su Nuo frowned, struggling desperately to escape, the pain was fine, the problem was that it was too embarrassing! ! !
"I think it's because of your browsing history last time." Ouyang Long pressed his waist.
"Okay, I know I'm wrong..." The hero doesn't mind the immediate loss, Su Nuo is so spineless that he almost clasped his fists and shouted for the hero to spare his life!
Ouyang Long was overjoyed, why is it so fun.
Feeling that the restraint around his waist was loosened, Su Nuo immediately picked up his pants, and slid into his arms like a kitten—although he looked cute, but he was actually roaring in his heart, vertical Q version of the middle finger, okay? The violent ones are the most annoying! I will fight back the day I have abs!
Compared to the happy lover's farce between Mr. Director and the supermodel, the other supermodel is much harder.
Because he has a fever!
Relying on my good health, I stayed up all night and soaked in water for several hours to take pictures... Sure enough, I will suffer retribution.
Qiu Ziyan sneezed for the twentieth time today.
"Give me the thermometer." Tang Xiaoyu sat on the bed.
Qiu Ziyan felt as if he was in confinement with a cold towel on his head! What's even more embarrassing is that there is a glass of ginger and brown sugar water beside the bed, it's over! Complete! No! think! drink! And that bag of brown sugar was bought by Tang Xiaoyu downstairs temporarily, and there were seven blood-red characters printed on the bag—a must for women during their menstrual period!
"Back up a little bit, drink this." Tang Xiaoyu helped him sit up, "It's good to sweat."
Qiu Ziyan was so depressed that he poured down the glass of ginger syrup like a martyr.
"Let me cook some porridge for you." Tang Xiaoyu asked, "Do you want sweet or salty?"
"I don't want to eat." Qiu Ziyan lost his appetite, so he lay back on the bed and planned to continue sleeping.
"Then I'll call Maike." Tang Xiaoyu picked up the bedside landline.
"Tomato and egg noodles." Qiu Ziyan quickly conceded. Telling Maike is tantamount to telling Mother that instead of being read to death, it would be easier to eat a bowl of noodles.
"Oh." Tang Xiaoyu hung up the phone.
Qiu Ziyan swears that he saw the smile of a successful plot in that little thing's eyes!
There is no sympathy at all!
Lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, Qiu Ziyan simply lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
In the kitchen, Tang Xiaoyu was laboriously rolling out the noodles. The dough was rolled into round cakes, then folded, chopped and cooked, and put into a large bowl for later use. Heat oil in a pan and sauté until fragrant, add eggs and tomatoes and stir-fry. Finally, sprinkle chopped green onion and turn off the heat. Take it out and cover it in a noodle bowl. The red sauce stains the noodles one by one, the eggs are golden, and the scallions are green, which is the perfect match.
Qiu Ziyan stood at the door of the kitchen, quietly watching him busy.
"Why did you run out!" Tang Xiaoyu made a face and turned around to see him.
What do you mean... I ran out? Qiu Ziyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this kind of instant sense of the wall falling down in the mental hospital!
"Put this on." Tang Xiaoyu put the noodles on the dining table, and went to the cloakroom to help him get a thick coat.
"It's August!" Qiu Ziyan looked at the quilted coat with complicated emotions.
"You have a fever!" Tang Xiaoyu insisted, "And you were cold half an hour ago!"
Qiu Ziyan had no choice but to accept his fate and wrapped himself into a rice dumpling.
Really, really weak!
The texture of the hand-rolled noodles is very chewy, the aroma of noodles and eggs blend together, and with the slightly sour tomato, it is so delicious that you can't stop.
So someone who claims to have a cold and no appetite, eating a large bowl in one go is not enough.
"It's gone in the pot." Tang Xiaoyu was very embarrassed. He thought he had a cold again in the middle of the night, so he must not eat much, so he only made two servings.
Mr. Qiu was extremely calm, and took a chopstick noodle from his bowl.
…
Tang Xiaoyu didn't know what expression he should have.
Qiu Ziyan simply took his bowl, ate the rest of the bowl, and said with satisfaction, "There is sushi in the refrigerator, you can eat that if you are hungry."
Tang Xiaoyu felt a little uncomfortable, how could he eat his leftovers!
But Qiu Ziyan didn't care at all, and went back to the bedroom wearing slippers and continued to sleep.
Tang Xiaoyu thought while tidying up the dishes, what a weird big star.
The lights in the restaurant flickered a few times and then went out suddenly.
"Xiaoyu!" Mr. Qiu called from the bedroom, "The power is out!"
Of course I know. Tang Xiaoyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and fumbled to wash his hands.
Summer nights are hard without an air conditioner, and Qiu Ziyan has a cold and fever, so he can't sleep at all! So at three or four o'clock, he put on his slippers and went to the living room to drink water, only to find that there was a bright light coming from Tang Xiaoyu's bedroom.
Why haven't you slept yet. Qiu Ziyan frowned, and gently opened the door.
On the small bed in the corner, Tang Xiaoyu was sleeping soundly wrapped in a quilt, the emergency light at the bedside was turned on, and the brightness was a bit dazzling.
I don't know how to turn off the lights when I sleep. Qiu Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the child was thinking wildly again.
After reaching out to help him turn off the emergency lights, Qiu Ziyan exited the bedroom.
Then when he finished drinking the water, he found that the light was on again!
What kind of situation is this, Mr. Qiu can't laugh or cry.
Tang Xiaoyu turned on the emergency light in a daze, put it on the bedside and fell asleep again.
Could it be that you can't sleep without a light? Qiu Ziyan frowned.
Early the next morning, Tang Xiaoyu was woken up by the alarm clock on time, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Qiu Ziyan standing beside her bed, so she shivered all over.
What a horror!
In fact, not only Tang Xiaoyu was frightened, but also Qiu Ziyan! Because before he woke up, Mr. Qiu was taking pictures of him sleeping with his mobile phone! Very very cheeky!
"I've already made breakfast!" In order to shift the focus, Qiu Ziyan started talking nonsense.
"You?" Tang Xiaoyu's eyes were full of distrust!
"Really!" Mr. Qiu assured.
Then five minutes later, Tang Xiaoyu looked at the bread and milk in front of him and was speechless.
Is this also called 'breakfast ready'? !
"At any rate, the milk is hot!" Qiu Ziyan emphasized.
Tang Xiaoyu couldn't laugh or cry.
"I don't need to work today." Qiu Ziyan moved the chair and sat beside him, "Let's take you out to play."
"No." Tang Xiaoyu refused, "You have a cold and need to rest!"
"I'm ready!" Qiu Ziyan took Tang Xiaoyu's hand, pulled off his pajamas and pressed it on his chest muscles, "If you don't believe me, touch it!"
It's really... very, very shameless!