MTL - The President of Spicy Chicken Has Returned My Innocence!-Chapter 97

The housekeeper and agent were urgently invited to the recording site of the program group.

"Do my best."

The head of the public relations department has experienced many battles, and it is the first time that he has no way to start to this point: "There is no way..."

"There's no way out." The butler negotiated well with these people, "Didn't we agree to edit it later?"

Minister of Public Relations: "Yes."

"Cut out all the scenes where the two of them stick together."

Duan Ming's idea: "All the single shots are interspersed with the scenery, don't connect them together."

Minister of Public Relations: "Cut."

Duan Ming: "Try to guide you as much as possible during post-production, and add more hints that the two people do not understand each other."

Minister of Public Relations: "Added."

The housekeeper added: "Find an editor who has been single for ten years and cut with resentment."

Minister of Public Relations: "I found it."

The housekeeper is inexplicable: "What's the problem?"

The Minister of Public Relations sighed: "There are only seven shots left..."

…

The program team is not without effort.

A crew member was talking nonsense with their eyes open, and the host dared not resist, and invited two unfamiliar guests from a bed without a conscience.

The film crew diligently took the morning picture of the two people outside, and the camera did not stare for three seconds. Mr. Liang hung on Mr. Huo's arm.

Insufficient supplies and waking up early, several groups of guests were devastated by the clear soup and lack of water for breakfast, full of gluttony by the fragrant roasted toast slices, fried luncheon meat, and yellow soft-hearted eggs scurrying around. No one cooperated with the program team at all, so he immediately slumped in room 4 and feasted.

Eating people with short mouths, followed the filming director down the mountain, did not wipe his face and reminded Mr. Liang and Mr. Huo to keep a distance.

"One morning's footage." The head of the public relations department came from it sadly, "There are only seven left..."

"..." The housekeeper took a deep breath: "I'll go talk to Mr. Liang."

The Minister of Public Relations held a glimmer of hope: "And Mr. Huo——"

The head of the public relations department met the housekeeper's sight, was silent for a while, and asked with tears: "Please go and talk to Mr. Liang."

The housekeeper was not unexpected about this situation, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly. He pressed his forehead to find the opportunity for everyone to pick tea in the tea garden and stopped Liang Xiao.

Liang Xiao didn't expect to see the housekeeper, carrying a bamboo basket, she was a little surprised: "Why are you here?"

The housekeeper was used to persuading Mr. Liang to be shameless, and the feng shui took turns, and he came back to persuade him abruptly, but he was a little helpless: "Come and see you..."

The housekeeper tried his best to talk in a roundabout way: "Are you and Mr. Huo all right?"

Liang Xiao nodded, turned around and glanced: "I'm fine."

The housekeeper was stunned, looked at his expression carefully, and suddenly became nervous: "What's wrong with Mr. Huo?"

Liang Xiao shook his head and asked him in a low voice, "Do you know there is a Qi Shi Temple nearby?"

The housekeeper had never heard of it and shook his head blankly.

Mrs. Huo's wife may not bring everyone with him when he goes out, Liang Xiao nodded and didn't ask more: "I'll go there in the afternoon, you help me accompany him."

The butler frowned.

Liang Xiao is not in a fussing temper. Once he is instructed like this, it means that Huo Lan's condition is indeed not very good.

Obviously agreed to keep a distance, Liang Xiao stayed with Mr. Huo abnormally this morning.

"Can you elaborate?" The housekeeper whispered, "We don't talk to Mr. Huo, tell me, we'll check..."

"I don't know much." Liang Xiao was slightly dumb, "I only know that his parents went there back then, and I don't know how much."

The housekeeper had a thought and was stunned: "Did Mr. Huo and you know that year? His parents did go to Jiangnan-"

Liang Xiao nodded: "What do you ask for?"

The housekeeper never thought it would be so coincidental anyway, and his heart sank: "Same fate... Huo doesn't like this very much."

Although it is probably just a coincidence, the death of Mr. and Mrs. in the air crash is also very subtly in line with the approval of life and death.

"We've been uncomfortable with this."

The housekeeper still couldn't help but feel uneasy, and he didn't dare to say these words to Huo Lan: "At that time, Mr. Huo's life was already in danger. Never mind..."

Liang Xiao shook his head: "This is probably not what he thought."

The housekeeper was stunned.

"What he thought...should be very simple." Liang Xiao twitched the corner of his mouth, "He just really wanted to see his parents again."

I had a chance to meet.

Huo Lan has always been very concerned, and is prone to enter a dead end at every turn, and he always refuses to say what he thinks. Although Liang Xiao knew that Huo Lan was not limited by his past temperament, he couldn't stop him from carrying everything on his back.

Huo Lan won't even be sad about these pasts.

Being able to allow myself to be sad is already a rare mercy from Huo Lan.

The housekeeper's chest tightened and he whispered: "You are because of this—"

"Neither." Liang Xiao guessed what he was going to say, and smiled helplessly, "I don't want to."

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, watching him silently.

"Ups and downs, I have been through it all."

Liang Xiao: "When he's in a bad mood, I don't want to leave him alone."

The housekeeper's eyes suddenly became sour, and he swallowed the countless words he wanted to say, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you..."

Liang Xiao shook his head, packed up the tea in hand, explained a few more words to the housekeeper, and returned to the meeting point.

The tea before the Qingming rain is of the highest quality. When there is a lot of rain, the tea buds grow into tender leaves, and the flavor has disappeared. By May and June, there is almost no good tea.

There are also many tea gardens now jointly developed with the tourism industry, allowing tourists to experience tea picking by themselves, and add an extra income.

"Everyone did a great job."

Yin Chi has been stimulated a lot in the past two days, and after seeing a few horrific tea leaves in the dustbin, his mentality has improved a lot: "It will take a certain amount of time to dry the green, everyone will be free in the afternoon, and in the evening we will Then go back to the old house to record..."

Yin Chi walked to the last dustbin and smiled: "It's wrong, you don't need to take the tea workers in."

Liang Xiao was teasing Huo Lan with the tender leaves he was hiding, and raised his hand when he heard the words: "Director Yin, it's mine."

Yin Chi was stunned for a moment, looked at it carefully, and then looked up at Liang Xiao with shocking eyes.

Liang Xiao hadn't explained the fact that he had an electric baton. He stared at him in astonishment. He coughed and added in advance: "I will also stir-fry and knead."

The program team originally wanted to set up a lot of difficulties for the guests with the tea-making steps, but they were caught off guard by the experts. Yin Chi urgently wrote down the parts to be adjusted, and calmly said to Liang Xiao: "What else do you want?"

Liang Xiao thought for a while: "The silver gun locks the throat, and the chest is broken."

Yin Chi: “…”

After all, Huo Lan still has some conscience, so he couldn't listen anymore, so he took away Liang Xiao, who was diligently bullying the show team, and brought him back to his room ahead of time.

"It really won't."

Liang Xiao was worried that Huo Lan would think too much, and then made up for him the desolate character of a down-and-out omega who was a street performer: "I'm talking nonsense to scare them."

Liang Xiao retreated while talking, and explained around Huo Lan: "Enhancing the sense of variety and creating the effect of the show..."

Huo Lan couldn't even tell the difference, so he glanced at him helplessly, and stretched out his hand to stabilize Liang Xiao: "Be careful."

Liang Xiao stepped firmly and smiled.

The free activities in the afternoon were roughly divided into three groups. He and Meng Feibai and Su Manyuzhi went to Qishi Temple, and the director group also prepared to go out for a green outing. Jiang Pingchao and his agent stayed in the room to watch a movie. Huo Lan was rarely quiet and had to stay in the room to handle the company's work these days.

Cameras are waiting at the foot of the mountain, Liang Xiao dragged Huo Lan's sleeves and swayed along the road: "How much work?"

Huo Lan shook his head, put a little force on his arm, and helped him stand back.

The most important transition phase has been dealt with almost, and many things are not obligatory. After Liang Xiao slept last night, he also picked out some tighter documents for approval. Today is nothing more than daily chores.

Liang Xiao slept deeply last night, and woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't wake up. He found that he hadn't slept yet, so he must make a computer desk for him.

Huo Lan couldn't beat him, so he could only co-operate and put the computer on Liang Xiao's head for a while, and found that he really didn't have the mood to deal with the report, so he simply moved the computer away, and hugged a sleeping one smoothly. Confused by the soft and warm omega.

Huo Lan particularly liked Liang Xiao when he was so confused and chaotic, and worried that he would make Mr. Liang angry and not walk well, so he pressed it back for a while and held him steady: "Is something wrong?"

"It doesn't count." Liang Xiao still didn't know what they were thinking about Mr. Huo, and smiled, "Suddenly I don't want to go."

Huo Lan was slightly startled and looked up at him.

"I don't want to go, I want to accompany you at home." Because there is no camera, Liang Xiao dares to say anything in a mess, "Explore the new scene, the hot spring..."

Huo Lan held on to his arm for a bit, took Liang Xiao into his arms, and touched his hair.

Liang Xiao has never been able to understand their strong alphas.

"I'm fine." Huo Lan said, "don't worry."

Liang Xiao opened his mouth and said, "Is it so obvious?"

Huo Lan shook his head, held Liang Xiao firmly in his arms, did not let go, and walked back to the room through the green tea garden.

He is not very good at discovering these, so in Jiangnan, he didn't even have time to really pay attention.

When he was a teenager, he only wanted to be recognized by his parents. Whether it's hard to study hard and try to get good grades in exams, or want to walk the path that his mother once walked... Until last night, when he looked at himself with Mr. Liang in his arms, he realized that over the years, he may have been concerned about this matter. Never really let go.

Huo Lan closed the door, clenched his arms and kissed Liang Xiao.

Before Liang Xiao had time to stand firm, he was suddenly wrapped by the fresh snow, and subconsciously hugged him back: "What's wrong?"

Liang Xiao moved his arm, and quickly drew a circle behind Huo Lan: "I'm in a bad mood? It's okay, I won't go out and run around, let's go to Teacher Jiang's house to watch a movie... "

Huo Lan: "...don't go."

Liang Xiao is serious: "Then let's watch a small movie at home."

Huo Lan: “…”

Liang Xiao couldn't help but be happy, dragged Huo Lan to look carefully, kissed the corner of his mouth, and rubbed Mr. Huo's cool and dry hairstyle.

"The more you tell yourself that, the easier it is to worry me."

Liang Xiao knew what Huo Lan was thinking, and patiently held him: "Relieving is not something that you force yourself to come out of."

Huo Lan frowned and said nothing.

Liang Xiao knew that he was listening carefully, and felt that it was too blunt to say so, so he led Huo Lan back to the room and took off his jacket for him: "Some things, the more you force yourself not to think, On the contrary, the more I couldn't help but think, as soon as I closed my eyes at night, it was endless tossing and turning..."

Huo Lan was slightly startled, looked at Liang Xiao: "Yes."

"It's not that I can count." Liang Xiao grinned, "I came here too."

In case something else comes up, another week.

Tossing and turning like this, if they can sleep well, there is no reason.

The two of them are bound to get busier and busier in the future, Liang Xiao is worried, and deliberately pulls Huo Lan's introverted thinking problem: "Sleep for a while in the afternoon, recuperate and then work?"

Huo Lan frowned lightly, and nodded slightly without answering.

Liang Xiaozao was familiar with his behavior and language, knowing that Huo Lan was obviously not confident that he could fall asleep, so he didn't say much, and went over to wash his hands with warm water: "Okay, go and lie down. Come down."

Huo Lan was slightly startled: "What?"

"Sleep with you." Liang Xiao glanced at his watch and took off his jacket, "There is still an hour to gather, I will leave when you fall asleep."

Huo Lan was almost unable to regain his senses, and was drawn to the corner of his lower lip by his majestic posture like a bandit, and said in a low voice, "No need-"

Liang Xiao: "I don't have to or I don't want to?"

Huo Lan paused, and the hand hanging on his side moved without speaking.

Liang Xiao nodded with satisfaction, and couldn't help but dragged the person to lie down together, pulled the quilt to wrap it tightly, and hugged Huo Lan wholeheartedly.

The two of them didn't do anything, just lay head to head, Huo Lan was actually very content.

Huo Lan held her breath for a while, and suddenly opened her eyes in the fresh and clear rain.

"Don't move." Liang Xiao's ear was hot, and she pinned it in his neck in a low voice, "What I said...you remember."

Huo Lan tightened his shoulders and raised his hand to cover the glands at the back of his neck: "You say."

"That way you remember."

Liang Xiao removed his hand and kissed Huo Lan's lips: "You have to treat yourself well, you should rest, relax, and don't be stretched all the time."

Huo Lan hadn't figured out when Liang Xiao brought the inducer, his heart beat fast, and he closed his eyes subconsciously: "I—"

Huo Lan's chest throbbed lightly, he hugged Liang Xiao tightly, buried it in his neck and shook his head.

Liang Xiao was afraid that he would get into the horns and tug at his sleeve: "I will take care of it, I just can't carry you..."

"You can't let go of other people's affairs, we both carry them together."

Liang Xiao's voice was slightly hoarse: "For my business...you don't have to let it go."

Liang Xiao heard from the housekeeper that Xiao Huo Lan had been scolded and scolded mercilessly by his father because of the deterioration of his mother's condition during the years at home.

These scoldings are like shadows, like invisible imprisonment, and they are still trapped in Huo Lan.

Since the people have passed away, there is no way to say right or wrong. Liang Xiao just wanted to do as Huo Lan said and put some incense sticks for him.

"Don't push yourself to reassure me..."

Liang Xiao frightened him: "I just keep staring at you because I'm worried. What if I'm really relieved, what should I do if the shopkeeper runs away?"

Huo Lan suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him.

The effect of "..." was obviously too much. Liang Xiao opened his mouth and coughed lightly: "Don't run."

Huo Lan clenched his wrist.

Liang Xiao said: "Don't throw it away."

Huo Lan still didn't let go, his shoulders tensed slightly, and he lowered his eyes and pulled him into his arms.

"Next time you feel uncomfortable again, come and report to me."

Liang Xiao knew how to say Huo Lan was the easiest to listen to, and gave him a standard quantification: "If you feel uncomfortable at 1%, you can change a kiss, and at 10%, you can take a bite... "

Huo Lan whispered: "One hundred percent—"

Liang Xiao suddenly worried vaguely about whether Mr. Huo would feel uncomfortable every day in the future. The thought flashed by, without thinking much, he said generously, "Seven days and seven nights."

Huo Lan was also shocked by his arrogance, and looked up at him slightly in astonishment.

Liang Xiao felt that he was there, and should not make Huo Lan feel 100% uncomfortable, so he rubbed casually between his neck: "You can make it more detailed by yourself, go back and be a Form...I sign."

Huo Lan gently pulled the corner of his lower lip, lowered his eyes for a while, and nodded: "Okay."

"Okay, hurry up and take a bite." Liang Xiao was already tossed by the inducer, and he closed his eyes and dragged him, "If you don't bite, it will be too late."

Liang Xiao urged him: "Hurry up."

The glands of the omega are particularly delicate and fragile, and it is very easy to cause discomfort if they are not adapted to the protection before being marked.

Huo Lan never refused to take it lightly, unbuttoned his shirt for him, and did a simple cleaning and contact adaptation to the gland as soon as possible.

Liang Xiao grunted and bit Huo Lan: "Quick—"

Huo Lan closed his arms and was about to bite his glands when he suddenly noticed that Liang Xiao was shaking in his arms, and his whole body collapsed softly.

Huo Lan was slightly startled: "What's wrong?"

"..." Liang Xiao melted: "It's too late."

Huo Lan didn't understand immediately. He touched the back of Liang Xiao's forehead and neck, which had already subsided, and then touched the glands on the back of his neck that had recovered.

Liang Xiao was lying softly in his arms, the whole person was in an exceptionally empty sage state.

...It turns out that just like the inhibitor, the body can automatically produce an antagonistic effect when the inducer is exposed to more.

Liang Xiao has been baptized by the inducer too many times for no reason. She sighed deeply. After seeing the validity period of less than ten minutes, she found the juvenile inducer that was smuggled into her body and misled youth. , and threw it into the trash without hesitation.