When Jing Shaoci heard these two words, he felt like a huge wheel rolled through his mind.

Coupled with Yan Zixiu's next action, he immediately understood what drug his little Taoist priest had been poisoned with.

****

After Yan Zixiu recovered, Jing Shaoci kissed him on his sweaty forehead.

"How is it, are you still uncomfortable?"

This question made Yan Zixiu unable to raise his head at all, and he buried his head directly in the quilt and said, "You, you should wash your hands quickly."

"Why should I wash them?" Jing Shaoci felt the remaining smell, raised his eyebrows and said, "I like this smell very much, I'm addicted to it."

A slender hand stretched out from the quilt and covered his mouth, "Don't talk nonsense."

Jing Shaoci pecked and kissed his palm, and Yan Zixiu withdrew his hand suddenly.

Seeing this, Jing Shaoci teased him deliberately, "You were the one who took the initiative to pull me to bed just now, and now you're done with me and don't even look at me?"

Yan Zixiu struggled for a few seconds, then rubbed his head upwards to reveal his eyes and said, "Then, I'll also..."

He turned his eyes away and said in a very small voice, "I can help you."

Jing Shaoci was simply fascinated by Yan Zixiu's shy look, and in just a moment, this fascination quickly fed back to his body.

"What are you helping me with? You have to tell me clearly, otherwise I won't understand."

Yan Zixiu was embarrassed and angry, and even his breath became heavier.

"What I regret most is that I promised you not to fight in bed, otherwise I would have beaten you to tears."

Jing Shaoci laughed happily from his throat, "How about changing the way to make me cry, for example..."

He leaned close to Yan Zixiu's ear, blew a breath and said, "Cry happily?"

Yan Zixiu was really annoyed this time. He pushed Jing Shaoci aside, and his right ear, which was touched by the breath, turned red and almost bled.

"You are a jerk!"

As a result, Jing Shaoci not only did not hold back, but laughed even harder and said, "In this case, swearing a few dirty words can add more fun. If you don't believe me, you can ask my uncle. My master must have sworn a lot."

Yan Zixiu gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe it."

"Believe it or not, you have to ask first."

In this regard, Yan Zixiu could not defeat Jing Shaoci even if he practiced for another thousand years.

"I'll sleep in the guest room tonight."

After saying this, he was about to get up and put on his clothes.

"Okay, okay, I'm wrong." Jing Shaoci hurriedly hugged his lover's waist and coaxed him, "Besides, you're weak now, so don't move."

Yan Zixiu looked at him coldly, and Jing Shaoci immediately changed his words: "Master Tianshi is unparalleled in the world, how could you lose your energy because of such a small matter?"

Yan Zixiu was completely speechless. If he could, he really wanted to seal the mouth of the sweet potato.

After he lay down, Jing Shaoci hugged him from behind.

"Yan Yan, you don't have to help me this time if you're tired, but you have to pay me back next time."

Yan Zixiu thought for a moment, then turned his head and looked at him and said, "Okay."

Jing Shao refused the promise, quickly kissed him on the cheek, then quickly got out of bed and rushed into the bathroom.

If he continued to endure, his function would probably be affected.

Yan Zixiu was no longer as ignorant of romance as before. When he thought about what the other party was doing in the bathroom, his heart beat as fast as when he took Chinese medicine.

****

The next morning, the door of the Jing family was opened.

Yin Qinghe showed his face first, and when he made sure that no one was behind him, he hooked his hand behind him.

The next people who came in were Xie Chence, Gu Shiyi and Li Fengzhi, who were holding Xie Chongyun.

"I don't understand why we have to be so sneaky, that medicine is to promote my brother..."

"Hush!" Before Gu Shiyi finished speaking, Yin Qinghe raised his finger nervously.

But even if he stopped him immediately, it was too late.

"Master."

Yan Zixiu suddenly appeared in the living room and scared everyone.

Yin Qinghe laughed dryly, and then hid behind Xie Chence openly.

Yan Zixiu walked over with an expressionless face, and said to Li Fengzhi first: "Manager Li, please carry Xiaobao upstairs."

Li Fengzhi took over without saying a word, picked up Xie Chongyun and walked upstairs.

After the two walked away, Yan Zixiu said calmly: "Master, please don't hide."

Yin Qinghe was about to come out with his head down, but Xie Chence stopped him with his hand.

"Xiao Wu, it's useless to ask your master now. Gu Shi also set off a firecracker last night, but it was too close to your master, so it exploded and his ears couldn't hear clearly." Gu Shi, who

was about to watch the excitement, was also smashed by this "surprise" and turned into sand on the spot. When the wind blew, it formed a bunker, which is called a sand bunker for short.

When Yan Zixiu heard this, his expression instantly became serious, "Gu Shiyi."

Gu Shiyi almost laughed out of anger, and jumped out and said, "Brother Yan, you believe this?! What's wrong with you?"

After that, he turned to Xie Chence, "I understand your feelings of protecting your wife, but this style can't be abnormal, right?"

When Yin Qinghe heard this, he popped his head out from behind Xie Chence and said, "Boy, what are you talking about."

Gu Shiyi said righteously, "Is there anything wrong with what I said? You two are worried that Brother Yan will get angry, but am I not afraid? If you are not afraid, what were you doing just now?"

Yin Qinghe immediately said, "I was breathing and following your father's instructions. lighter, sniping with your grandfather, borrowing your grandma's sewing machine, knitting sweaters with your mother."

Gu Shiyi was scolded for the first time in his life. He murmured with his eyes wide open: "Which page of the Classic of Mountains and Seas did you come from? Are you so fierce?"

Yin Qinghe said with a disdainful smile: "Then has your family bought life insurance for you? If so, tell the beneficiary: the future is promising."

Seeing that the two were greeting each other, Xie Chence clenched his fist and coughed lightly, saying: "Xiaowu, come upstairs with me first."

Yan Zixiu shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay."

After the two returned to their rooms, the "friendly exchange" downstairs came to an abrupt end.

Yin Qinghe and Gu Shiyi both sighed at the same time, patting their chests and saying, "Luckily, fortunately."

Fortunately, they escaped and used this trick to avoid Yan Zixiu's questioning.

Yin Qinghe raised his hand towards Gu Shiyi, raised his chin and said, "Boy, good cooperation."

Gu Shiyi also raised his hand to high-five him, and said with a smile, "You are still quick to react."

Yan Zixiu was still a little confused when he returned to the room. He felt that something seemed to be wrong in his heart, but he couldn't say it.

Jing Shaoci fastened his cuffs and saw him standing in a daze. After coming over and kissing him, he asked, "What are you thinking about."

Yan Zixiu didn't realize that he was being taken advantage of. He blinked and said, "I think that chat group... can also drag my master into it."

****

Yan Zixiu had a schedule in the afternoon and was going to shoot the magazine cover.

On the way to the studio, Li Fengzhi mentioned that he hadn't posted on Weibo to interact with fans for a long time.

After listening to him, Yan Zixiu said, "Then post it today."

Li Fengzhi thought for a few seconds, and then suggested, "Why not let your assistant shoot a short video for you and post it on the studio's short video platform? The account was opened in March this year, and it has only posted one post in almost half a year."

In the past, Zixiu and Jing were always in a state of breaking up, and he tried not to mention these things except for filming and necessary activities, but now it is different. Appropriate interaction is also conducive to publicity.

Yan Zixiu listened to his suggestion and nodded, "Okay."

After arriving at the studio, Li Fengzhi first took him to meet the photographer and the editor-in-chief. On the way to the dressing room, the assistant took a video of Yan Zixiu walking with his mobile phone.

This time, Charm magazine cooperated with Bikito, a top menswear brand endorsed by Yan Zixiu, so all three outfits were pieces that will be released next season.

Because of the color matching problem, the stylist discussed with the brand and wanted Yan Zixiu to dye his hair dark blue this time.

It took more than three hours to bleach and dye, and it was almost five o'clock when all the styles were done.

After the shooting and interview were over, the assistant hurriedly asked Yan Zixiu to sit on the stool.

"Brother Yan, you can think of a cooler move. After I finish shooting and editing, I can publish it with music."

Yan Zixiu nodded slightly, "Yeah."

Jing Shaoci did not go to the company during this period, and all matters were decided by Jing Fengyi.

Now that his wife has come back, the president, who was originally very career-oriented, went to Yunsheng that afternoon.

The meeting lasted until after eight o'clock in the evening. When Jing Shaoci got in the car and took out his mobile phone, he found that Li Fengzhi had sent him a message half an hour ago.

Manager Li: [Video]

He clicked the play button. The first part was a picture of Yan Zixiu walking with the wind. Then the music was on time and the whole picture changed.

Yan Zixiu was sitting on a pure black high stool, with his left leg slightly bent and placed in the middle of the footrest, and his right leg was straight on the ground.

He had dark blue wet hair, a retro chain earring on his right ear, and his makeup made his facial features look particularly deep.

There was a black forbidden pattern of unknown meaning around his neck, and he was wearing a uniquely designed white open-chested suit.

Yan Zixiu held a Queen of Hearts playing card in his right hand, flicked it with two fingers, and bit his lips at the moment of flying.

The background of the video suddenly went dark. At this moment, he looked up at Jing Shaoci outside the screen while biting the poker cards.

In the last two seconds of the video, Yan Zixiu raised his eyebrows and then showed a wild and wanton smile.

After the black screen, Jing Shaoci took a deep breath silently.

His little Taoist priest is really...beautiful in both skin and bones.

When Jing Shaoci finished watching it, this video had already become a hot search and reached the top at an extremely fast speed.

[Yan Zixiu Blue Hair][Yan Zixiu Poker Cards] were on the list at the same time, and even the brand quickly bought an advertising topic called [Yan Zixiu's Queen of Hearts].

Fans were extremely excited that their brother finally came out to do business.

Xingyi's artist publicity department was so excited that they wanted to cry when they saw the surge in popularity. If the company's artists could generate this much buzz, then Xingyi's entry into the Fortune 500 would be just around the corner.

After Jing Shaoci calmed down, he went to Weibo and watched the video several times. At the end of the last time, the video automatically jumped to the next one.

Jing Shaoci originally planned to turn it off, but when he saw the text was tagged with Yan Zixiu's topic, he continued watching.

The video was a variety show clip. The female artist holding a mobile phone and making a call in the video was someone Jing Shaoci knew. It was Feng Huanlang, who had filmed "Silent Road" with Yan Zixiu.

After hearing the first two questions, his face remained indifferent, but when the third question came out, Jing Shaoci's heart skipped a beat.

"If the story between you and your ex was made into a movie, what would you name it?"

Jing Shaoci's breathing became lighter in an instant. After a moment of silence, Feng Huanlang said in the microphone of his mobile phone -

forget it.

These two simple words made Jing Shaoci's throat sour and bitter.

He immediately turned off the screen of his mobile phone, then looked up and said to the driver: "Drive faster."

When Jing Shaoci got home, Yan Zixiu was making dumplings.

He usually didn't bother others when he came home late, and he would go to the kitchen to make something to eat.

Yan Zixiu looked up when he heard the footsteps, and when he saw Jing Shaoci coming in, he asked: "You are back, is it useful..."

Before he finished speaking, Jing Shaoci strode forward and hugged him.

Yan Zixiu felt his arms tightening, and patted his back helplessly, saying, "We've only been apart for an afternoon."

Jing Shaoci put his face close to his ear and whispered, "I missed you, too."

Yan Zixiu couldn't help but smile, and hugged him back with one hand. It wasn't

until the boiling water in the pot overflowed that Yan Zixiu withdrew from his embrace and quickly added cold water to the pot.

Jing Shaoci, who had just been pushed away, hugged him from behind again, then put his chin on Yan Zixiu's shoulder and said, "What did you do today?"

"Photographing a magazine." Yan Zixiu answered briefly.

Jing Shaoci gently stroked his waist with his fingers and whispered, "Did you dye your hair?"

"Yeah."

Jing Shaoci remembered that Yan Zixiu didn't like dyeing his hair, so he said, "How many hours did you sit here this time?"

Yan Zixiu had never complained to him about anything at work, but this time he lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "More than three hours. My scalp was itchy and tingling when I was bleaching and dyeing my hair."

Jing Shaoci was stunned for a moment, then he grabbed Yan Zixiu's shoulders and turned him around, "Yanyan, what did you say just now?"

Yan Zixiu Feeling a little embarrassed by his behavior, Jing Shaoci turned his eyes away and said, "No more talk."

A warm feeling instantly filled Jing Shaoci's anxiety and sadness on the way back. He held Yan Zixiu's hand and said, "If you want to talk, you must talk from now on. I want to hear everything you have to say."

At this moment, Yan Zixiu seemed to sense something from his emotions, hugged him and said, "Okay, I will only talk to you."

The dumplings were finally taken out of the pot before they were cooked.

Yan Zixiu was eating, and Jing Shaoci sat opposite him and watched him eat.

After swallowing the last bite of the dumpling, Yan Zixiu said, "In a few days I'm going to Morocco to film."

"Morocco?" Jing Shaoci's brows twitched slightly, "Not going back to City C?"

Yan Zixiu said "hmm" and explained, "Manager Li told me today that Director Chen is still not satisfied with the set construction there, but if we don't shoot anymore my schedule will not be enough, so the producer decided to go to Morocco first."

Jing Shaoci was extremely unhappy after hearing this, but this was his lover's work, and he couldn't help but support it.

Yan Zixiu looked at his cold face and softened his tone, "I will try my best to improve the efficiency of the filming, and fly back immediately after it is finished."

Jing Shaoci was about to be coaxed by him, but suddenly the words Yin Jue said the day before rang in his mind, and he stood up and said, "Where is Duan Shaoheng?!"