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Chapter 318 So virtuous, should I record a video (3)

Tang Xin echoed, "That's right, if you're not feeling well, don't hold on, or you can take a rest for a day and move the show back."

"No, ahem..."

Before he finished speaking, a coughing sound replaced it.

Lan Xi turned her head away, clenched her fists to her lips, and coughed uncontrollably.

"Cough cough..."

Director Zhang suddenly became nervous, "Lan Xi."

I saw Lan Xi coughing up blood once before, and now he has a psychological shadow.

Lan Xi waved her hand, and quickly drank two sips of water to moisten her throat.

When he spoke, his voice was hoarse, "It's okay."

Because of the cough, an abnormal blush appeared on his face.

Director Zhang couldn't let go, so he stretched out his hand to touch his forehead.

Touching the temperature of his palm, he couldn't help frowning.

Director Zhang withdrew his hand, slightly annoyed, "This is a low-grade fever, and he said it's okay."

He turned his head to look at his assistant, "This is what I took today, please inform me and give everyone a day off."

"Okay, got it." The assistant nodded and turned to leave.

"Director Zhang, there's no need to do that."

In front of outsiders, Lan Xi always called him Director Zhang.

"I'm actually fine..."

Director Zhang interrupted his words, and said without hesitation, "I'll listen to this matter, go back and rest quickly."

"Lan Xi, Director Zhang is also doing it for your own good, so just listen to him." Tang Xin persuaded, "When you recover, it will only take a few minutes to catch up with the progress."

Lan Xi glanced at her, then looked back at her uncle, and sighed helplessly, "Okay."

Director Zhang smiled in satisfaction, looked at Lan Xi's manager, and ordered, "Send Lan Xi back to the dressing room to remove makeup, and send him back quickly."

The manager was arranged by Director Zhang, and he was familiar with him, "Okay, I got it."

Tang Xin stretched her waist, narrowed her eyes with a smile, "It's a rare holiday, I'm going to have a big meal."

These two days of filming are exhausting, she wants to reward herself.

The dressing room of the two is next door to each other. On the way to the dressing room, the two chatted a few words.

"Go to dinner with Rong Tian?" Lan Xi asked with a smile.

During the filming period, the two got to know each other quite well. Tang Xin said carefreely, "He is busy today, so he is free tonight. I didn't expect to finish work so early today. I have to pick up the plane."

Lan Xi looked at her sideways, "Pick up the plane?"

Tang Xin nodded and said, "That's right, Beijue and Qiao Luo are here today. I originally planned to take two days off from filming today and tomorrow to be their tour guide."

Jolo is coming?A dark color flashed in Lan Xi's eyes.

"Are they staying at our hotel, too?" he asked, with feigned casualness.

"That's right, living together saves the trouble of running back and forth." Tang Xin said, "It's so nice to be able to play a few sets of mahjong at night."

As she spoke, she looked down at Lan Xi, "Can you play mahjong?"

"Understand a little bit," he said.

Tang Xin glanced at him suspiciously, and clicked her tongue, "General experts say that, you are pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, right?"

Lan Xi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You don't believe me when I tell you, but you'll know when you play a game at the mahjong table."

"That's right." Tang Xin nodded and patted his shoulder, "Well, I'll call you when the time comes to form a round."

Lan Xi pursed her lips and smiled, saying hello.

Playing mahjong in Qiqi has many small habits, and some clues can be seen on the poker table.

……

Take a private jet and arrive at the hotel a little earlier than expected.

Feeling woken up shortly after falling asleep, Qiao Luo was in a daze.

Every step I take, I feel like I'm stepping on clouds, fluttering and erratic.

Long Beijue held the suitcase in one hand and embraced her in the other, with a doting smile on his lips, "This way."

Qiao Luo squinted his eyes halfway, letting him lead the way.

With him around, it doesn't matter if she gets confused.

Near the front desk, a familiar voice came over, with a little surprise, "Qiao Luo."

Qiao Luo paused and woke up instantly.

She looked up and saw that Duan Fan was walking towards her.

Why is Second Senior Brother here?

Duan Fan stopped and looked at Long Beijue, "Young Master Long, I haven't seen you for a while."

Long Beijue nodded, with a clear voice, "Coincidentally, why is Young Master Duan here?"

After Long Beijue helped him last time, Duan Fan had a better impression of him, and his tone of voice naturally became gentler.

"Lan Xi is filming here, I'll deliver medicine to him."

Qiao Luo glanced at the bag in his hand, frowning slightly.

With such a large pack of medicine, could it be that the third senior brother is sick again?

In the past, in the winter, Lan Xi's cough could often be heard in the villa, and he either had a cold or a fever every three days.

Duan Fan paid attention to the suitcase at Long Beijue's feet, and asked calmly, "Are you two here for vacation?"

Long Beijue, "It is."

"We still have to check in, excuse me first."

Duan Fan nodded and stepped aside.

The figures of the two gradually drifted away, and Duan Fan kept staring at Qiao Luo's back to explore.

Just this back view, there is still a certain difference between her and Qiqi.

Why did Lan Xi and his wife think she was Qiqi?

After going through the check-in procedures, Long Beijue took Qiao Luo directly into the elevator.

Back in the room, Qiao Luo went straight to the big bed.

With her thin body trapped in the quilt, she sighed contentedly.

It's still comfortable to lie in bed.

Looking at the figure rolling on the bed, Long Beijue chuckled.

He let go of the suitcase and walked over to the bed.

Holding her leg, he bent down and reached out to help her take off her shoes, "Isn't it enough to catch up on sleep on the plane and car?"

Qiao Luo looked down at him, and complained, "You wake me up as soon as I fell asleep, how can I sleep well."

Long Beijue smiled dumbly, put down his shoes, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Stretching out his long arms, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and helped her up.

"Take off your coat, can you sleep with so much on?"

Qiao Luo raised his hand cooperatively and took off a coat, leaving only thin short sleeves inside.

The window was open, and the cold wind blew in, making her shiver.

Long Beijue lifted the quilt, and she hurriedly hid inside.

Knowing that she was afraid of the cold, Long Beijue got up, walked to the French window, and closed it.

He closed the curtains and looked back at her, "Are you hungry, do you want to order something for you?"

Qiao Luo tugged at the quilt, "Tang Xin will probably be here soon, we'll eat together when she comes."

I ate a lot on the plane just now, and I'm not very hungry now.

After closing the window, Long Beijue came back, took off his coat, and hung her coat in the closet.

Qiao Luo looked at him busy with bright smiles, "Master Long is so virtuous, should I take a video to record it?"

As she spoke, she actually picked up her phone and switched to the video recording mode.

Before recording for two seconds, the man suddenly rushed over.

"You're done."

The deep voice was somewhat hoarse, releasing a dangerous signal.

Qiao Luo didn't have time to escape, he was crushed, and the phone was knocked aside.

(End of this chapter)