Adopting and Raising the Male Lead and the Villain

Li Jinyuan quickly reconnected with the embassy, ​​and all the guests and staff of the program group, including the guests’ own assistants, bodyguards, etc., have already Have a meal. Sufficient, full of Byzantine architecture, surrounded by foreign mercenaries armed with live ammunition and high horses.

So everyone completely abandoned the worries and panic. The first time I felt that An An calmly sat down to have a meal, it was such a wonderful thing.

And this result has to benefit from the small people.

The program group did not say anything on the upper and lower mouths, nor did he dare to learn from Yin Qiqi’s appearance in the case of so many people to please Huo Chengming. Zhong Yuhuan is on the scene. There is no doubt that Ren Xiaohu and Li Jinyuan must be centered on her. Whoever doesn't have to look forward to it, it may not be pleasing to please, but it is affirmative.

After dinner, Huo Chengming sent Zhong Yuhuan upstairs and sent her to rest first.

The director of the program group also brought everyone together to discuss the issue of rescheduled shooting. Because of the tightness of the recording of the program, although the first period has been recorded, I am worried that the recording of this period will be delayed, so the fifth period will definitely be postponed.

The key issue is this issue...

"It’s too late to change the location of the shooting... Then I recorded it. How about recording the material? When we had nothing to do before, we recorded a lot of things. It’s a pity to give up.” The director said. Looked at Li Jinyuan.

Now everyone is temporarily stuck here. It will not be able to return to China for a while, and other stars will not cooperate and cooperate. Only Zhong Yuhuan and Li Jinyuan are different. Now they are on the site of others. It is not necessary to see Li Jinyuan, oh no, Miss Miss Zhong?

The director believes that as long as Miss Zhong nods, everything is easy to handle. Xiao Huo will naturally nod there...

Just under the director's eager eyes, Li Jinyuan slightly pointed his index finger and slowly knocked on the table, as if thinking. Then the director watched his brow wrinkled slightly and said, "No record."

The director suddenly became two **** by a blue sky.

This is more than just hiding in the church and making him feel awkward!

"...Li Shao, don't record? You didn't record?"

"I and Huanhuan are not recorded, Huo Ge there...you ask." Li Jinyuan said.

"Miss Zhong said that it is not recorded?" the director carefully asked.

Li Jinyuan licked his eyelids, and the gentle eye-shaped shape conveyed a slightly cold light. He said: "Since recording this program, there is nothing happy about it..."

Of course, this is a bit conscience.

After all, for Li Jinyuan, who was originally on the show, he had only one purpose, that is, to enter the mirror with Zhong Yuhuan... The content of the program, how much money can be earned, how much popularity it will gain, and it becomes a secondary thing. In each period of recording, Li Jinyuan is of course happy.

But now... he doesn't want any more recording accidents.

He doesn't care, but he can't do it.

and……

Li Jinyuan's gaze moved slightly, and looked at Wen Yuchen invisibly.

He didn't know whether Wen Yuchen really liked Huanhuan or his actor's desire to perform, and he had to express himself under the lens. If he approaches Huanhuan again and again, Li Jinyuan thinks that there will always be one day, and he can't completely control himself. He shot against Wen Yuchen under the lens.

At this time, Wen Yuchen suddenly inserted, he said: "Is this the meaning of Miss Zhong? Li Shao asked Miss Zhong's own wishes?"

Li Jinyuan’s eyes are colder.

......

And the other side.

Zhong Yuhuan went upstairs and entered the bedroom.

Huo Chengming: "The bathroom is ready to change clothes, clean toiletries. Sleep first?"

The phone call he had made before, the reason why he talked for so long, is actually not how troublesome communication, but in Turkish and the other party, what kind of clothes should be prepared, what kind of toiletries, and even what kind of The color of the dish... It’s said that it’s a matter of five or six minutes.

Zhong Yuhua nodded and sat down on the bed.

The bed was surrounded by bed sheets, and the bed was half-covered. The bells sitting there were not seen in the wolf, but in the exhaustion, they were more beautiful.

Huo Chengming took a look at it and turned and prepared to go out.

Zhong Yuhuan screamed at him: "Chengming brother."

Huo Chengming paused and turned around.

Zhong Yuhuan took a shot at the bed.

Huo Chengming’s eyelids were heavy and the throat suddenly seemed to be blocked, and it became dry and hot. All the sounds around him suddenly went away and blurred, and he heard the sound of his heartbeat.

What do you mean?

Huo Chengming’s brain can no longer continue to rotate.

"Come here." Zhong Yuhuan looked at him with a puzzled look and urged him.

How do you stand there like wood?

Zhong Yuhuan said helplessly: "Are you not tired? Then you stand."

Huo Chengming suddenly returned to God, thinking that he did not want to take his legs, two steps across to the side of Zhong Yuhuan, sitting down and squatting.

The faint perfume of Zhong Yuhuan suddenly got into the nose of Huo Chengming, and if there was no such thing as shaking the string in the human brain.

Huo Chengming’s breathing was unconsciously heavy.

"When did you come here? When I went to college?" Zhong Yuhuan looked at him: "What is the foreign man called?"

The thoughts scattered in Huo Chengming’s mind were suddenly washed away.

"... um, that is the time. That person, not an important person." Huo Chengming chose to say half hidden.

Zhong Yuhuan raised an eyebrow.

But it is a good thing.

At least not completely hidden, not willing to disclose it to her.

"I don't know what else, you said, or am I asking?" Zhong Yuhuan spoke again.

Huo Chengming hangs his eyes and stares at the face of Zhong Yuhuan.

She is also watching him, her eyes are serious.

How did Huo Chengming resist this kind of gaze?

It should be said that after she called him "Chengming Brother", he could not resist.

"The first time I came here, I followed Mr. Chen and helped him talk about a business. Later it was not... Now this place, the property is in my name."

"The foreigner screamed Cobb, a Mexican. The people under his hand were a group of mercenaries. I just hired them. I am their boss..."

Although Huo Chengming has been accounted for, but some places have been more vague.

For example...

“Short-term employment? Or are they employed for a long time?” Zhong Yuhuan asked.

Huo Chengming was silent for a moment: "Long-term."

"No wonder it came so fast." Zhong Yuhua nodded.

Huo Chengming carefully looked at the look of Zhong Yuhuan and then said, "I didn't do anything bad."

Zhong Yuhuan laughed and said: "I know that you have not done anything bad."

Huo Chengming quietly let out a sigh of relief, and his mouth slightly brought a little smile: "Well, obey the law."

"Being a man has a bottom line." Zhong Yuhua nodded. When she said this, her voice turned: "Of course. You can't stop doing bad things. No matter what bad things you do in the future, just don't let I know, maybe it’s gone. But if one day I know..."

Zhong Yuhuan shook his head: "There will be no future."

Hearing this sentence, Huo Chengming did not feel relaxed.

No matter what bad things you do in the future, it’s good...

bad thing……

What kind of thing is a bad thing?

It’s big enough to kill people and set fire.

Small enough... to use all means to prevent her from falling in love with Wen Yuchen. Is this true?

"Why don't you talk?" Zhong Yuhuan looked at him with a puzzled look: "Do you really want to do bad things?"

"Nothing." Huo Chengming's look returned to normal.

Zhong Yuhuan looked at it for a while, but he couldn’t see the clue from his face. He couldn’t help but whisper, it’s really boring...

"That's fine, it's okay." Zhong Yuhuan was too lazy to wash in the shower. She took off her shoes and put her legs on the bed: "Let's go."

Huo Chengming’s voice changed: "...all right?"

"Well, it's okay. You didn't look at me, and you said it, then I don't have anything to ask. Anyway, you won't hurt me. Right?"

Huo Chengming’s heart is soft: “Yes.”

"Well, that's fine." Zhong Yuhuan lay down.

Huo Chengming moved his lips and finally said nothing. He stood up and went out.

But in my heart, I couldn’t tell the loss.

So what is the point when she just called him over? Just said a few words, only a few words...

He wants to stay.

Huo Chengming’s mind suddenly flashed this thought.

Huo Chengming turned and glanced in the direction of Zhong Yuhuan. Zhong Yuhuan had already gotten into the quilt. Only the feet were still exposed outside the quilt, and the feet were wearing red bean socks.

Huo Chengming wanted to help her cover up the quilt.

But this is not enough.

Huo Chengming picked up his fingers, lowered his gaze, his face slightly discolored, and the bottom of his heart swelled.

He wants to stay, lie on her side and hold her in his arms.

Huo Chengming clenched his lips and walked out of the room with his hands.

He felt ashamed of the sudden thoughts he had born, but it was more eager to swiftly sweep over. Adrenaline was pushed to the apex in an instant.

No matter what bad things you do in the future, don't let me know.

The voice of Zhong Yuhuan once again rang in Huo Chengming’s mind.