Gong Er doesn't want to go through the plot [Quick Travel]

Chapter 10

[A big salted fish: The program team did a great job! ]

[Guagua: If Jiang Xiaoling marries into a wealthy family in the future, the program team will definitely have a share of the wedding candy hahahahaha. ]

[z: I just went to take a look at other live broadcast rooms. They are all the same. The only difference is that the bed is a big one and the bed is a small one. They both looked at the only bed in the whole house. The silence was deafening, hahahaha. ]

[Beibei: Program team: No one can escape. [Gotou]]

At least it is a small villa. The master bedroom is spacious enough, and there is no shortage of sofas and desks in the room. It also has a small dressing room. The large bed in the middle is more than two meters tall, which is more than enough for two people to sleep.

Just when Jiang Ling was about to agree, he suddenly remembered that Xie Zexi in the article didn't seem to like close contact with others. After some hesitation, he suggested, "How about I sleep on the sofa."

Xie Zexi looked at him and tapped the location of the camera with his fingertips. Asked: "Are you sure?"

Seeing Jiang Ling's eyes full of confusion, Xie Zexi leaned forward slightly, and in a low-mellow voice with a hint of laughter, she whispered in his ear: "Didn't you say you want to pretend to be in love?"

Hot flashes The breath hit the sensitive ears. Jiang Ling was inexplicably nervous, breathing slightly, and his back was uncontrollably tense.

When Xie Zexi left and the warm breath dissipated, Jiang Ling returned to his senses. He was a little confused about the tension and replied in a daze: "Then... let's sleep together." Xie Zexi was checking the master bedroom

. Looking at the cameras inside, I found that the program team was quite restrained and only installed one on the sofa in the corner. If there were scenes that they didn't want the audience to see, they could easily cover them up with something to prevent the filming.

The camera is not always on, it is turned off from 9pm to 7am.

Hearing Jiang Ling's answer, Xie Zexi hummed indifferently.

The luggage was still downstairs. After moving the luggage into the master bedroom, the two began to place their daily necessities.

Xie Zexi didn't have much luggage, only a few sets of clothes, an emergency medical kit, some daily necessities, and an office computer.

Jiang Ling is not an idol. He is strictly an actor, so he doesn't have many clothes, but he has twice as many clothes as Xie Zexi. He also brings a lot of various snacks and game consoles to kill time.

"You can actually bring a computer?" Jiang Ling was shocked when he saw Xie Zexi taking out his computer. When they came, the program team said that for the sake of program effectiveness, electronic equipment must be handed in, and only under special circumstances can they apply for use.

"Yeah." Xie Zexi said calmly: "I discussed it with Director Yang."

Although Jinyao is a family business and he had greeted Xie's father, he had only taken over Jinyao not long ago, and he had been the boss for a few weeks to record a variety show. Not his style.

Jiang Ling understood after thinking about it, nodded, and looked at Xie Zexi with a slightly sympathetic look.

It's so miserable to record variety shows during the day and work overtime at night.

Xie Zexi was keenly aware of his strange gaze and asked with a smile: "Are you thinking about something?"

Jiang Ling glanced at the smile on the corner of his lips, his whole body was excited, and he said solemnly: "No! I just suddenly felt that Mr. Xie's My work spirit is worthy of my admiration, it's so strong!"

Xie Zexi glanced at him sideways with a smile but not a smile, and walked into the cloakroom with clothes without fussing with him.

Jiang Ling picked up a pile of clothes and followed him.

There were no cameras in the cloakroom, and the two of them were in tacit agreement.

Most of Xie Zexi's clothes are mature and stable, and rarely casual. Jiang Ling's clothes are of all kinds, with almost all styles and types.

The cloakrooms are clearly distinct, yet somehow reveal some kind of harmony.

The clothes were hung up, the toiletries were put into the bathroom, and every item was filled little by little. The large, empty and cold room suddenly became filled with the breath of life, exuding a bit of warmth and beauty.

After sorting it out, Xie Zexi went to deal with the backlog of work for the day, while Jiang Ling went into the bathroom to wash up.

Because it has been arranged in advance, there is actually not much work to be done. Only occasionally some more important decisions or documents that require him to review will be sent to his mailbox after the secretary has sorted them out.

Work requires a quiet environment. In order not to disturb or be disturbed by the other party, Xie Zexi took his notebook to the guest room with a desk next door.

After about an hour, Xie Zexi finished processing, closed his notebook, and returned to the master bedroom.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and the live broadcast room had been closed. Surprisingly, the bathroom light was still on.

Xie Zexi stood outside the door for a while, not hearing the sound of water or other sounds. He paused, knocked on the door and asked, "Are you okay?"

Could it be that you fainted?

"Ah?" The person in the bathroom seemed stunned for a moment, opened the door with a slight guilt, stared at the ground and explained seriously: "I didn't do anything."

Xie Zexi raised his eyebrows, and he remembered that the question he asked was probably not "What are you doing?" is the answer.

After Jiang Ling finished speaking, he realized something was wrong and was even more embarrassed. When he looked up, he saw Xie Zexi's suspicious eyes. He suddenly became anxious and clarified with a red face: "I really didn't do anything." He really

didn't do anything . After taking a shower and washing up, out of the corner of my eye I saw two cups, one black and one white, on the sink, and I suddenly became stunned.

The styles obviously look different, but when put together they always feel similar.

He couldn't help but compare it for a long time, as if looking for differences. Ten minutes passed before he knew it, and Xie Zexi came back.

"Really?" Xie Zexi glanced at the bathroom and found nothing strange. He looked at the time and asked politely: "Then have you finished it?" "

You've finished it." Jiang Lingfei also seemed to run out. The bathroom looked like something was chasing me from behind.

Xie Zexi looked away funny and said to himself: "Young people are so energetic."

After saying this, he remembered that he had only graduated a year or two ago.

Xie Zexi glanced at the young man who had just come out of the bathroom. His cheeks were rosy and his whole body was still filled with moisture. His beautiful eyebrows were bright and lively. He carefully climbed onto the outermost side of the bed and carefully pulled the corner of the quilt to cover himself. , Shuala lay down with her eyes closed, and every move she made was full of vigor and a little funny that made people laugh.

That's probably what makes this person unique.

Xie Zexi smiled and looked down at the hand that was touching his head during the day, and then at Jiang Ling's fluffy short hair that had just been washed and dried. His fingertips moved slightly, almost ready to move.

He suppressed the impolite impulse and began to consider whether to raise a stupid puppy that would wag its tail crazily at its owner and whine at its feet.

feel good?

Jiang Ling, who was struggling to fall asleep in bed, didn't know that at a certain moment, he was equated with the silly puppy in the heart of the paper man he wanted to save.

He just felt that every day was like a year.

The sound of the bathroom door closing reached my ears, followed by the sound of shower water.

Jiang Ling closed his eyes and counted sheep. Every time he could not count to ten, he was interrupted by his wandering thoughts. Xie Zexi's voice saying that he wanted to sleep together played in his mind. His heart was pounding and his whole body became nervous.

What to do, this is his first time sleeping with someone else.

A voice in his head retorted: Xie Zexi is no one else, he is just a character in the book he likes, just a thin paper man, why are you nervous?

wrong.

Jiang Ling's hands buried in the quilt tightened and let go. After these few contacts, Xie Zexi was obviously very vivid. His smile had many meanings. He was so powerful and reliable that it made people subconsciously feel. Rely on and trust him. He is gentle and polite, but he can also get angry, occasionally sinister, and sometimes deliberately irritate people. He...he

seems to be no different from real people.

Xie Zexi...is he really just a paper man?

...

After washing up, Xie Zexi dried his hair and walked out of the bathroom.

He turned off the big light in the master bedroom, leaving only a dim bedside lamp. The soft light gently shone on the sleeping young man's face, casting a warm glow on the quiet and delicate eyebrows.

Xie Zexi's eyes stayed on the face of the young man on the bed. He didn't know if he had something on his mind. Jiang Ling frowned slightly, but his breathing was calm.

A slight look of surprise flashed in his eyes, did he fall asleep so quickly?

After confirming that his hair was dry, Xie Zexi got on the bed gently, turned off the light, and let the moonlight shine into the room and spread all over the floor.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, the people around him suddenly murmured in their sleep, their voices so low that Xie Zexi could barely hear a few vague words.

"Xie Zexi...no...paper..."

Hearing his name, Xie Zexi raised his eyebrows slightly and subconsciously got closer.