Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

Chapter 238 Don’t Lie to Me Again

Lin Sen only felt a pain in his side, and then he was kicked hard, falling on his buttocks, and biting more than ten centimeters of mud.

It all happened so quickly that not many people at the scene could react.

Only Gong Huasui, the moment he saw Chi Qinghe, seemed to change his face. The gloomy and threatening look between his brows disappeared, and a brilliant smile emerged, which was dazzling enough to cover up any other light.

He called out softly, "Qinghe!"

Chi Qing and Shi Shiran retracted their feet and put one hand in their pocket, "Yeah."

Lin Sen spat out the mud in his mouth, covered his waist, and started cursing at Chi Qinghe before he even got up.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you kick me? Do you know who I am?"

Chi Qinghe looked down at the embarrassed Lin Sen and said, "I don't need to know the name of this garbage."

Rubbish? !

Lin Sen spat out the last of the mud in his mouth, staggered to his feet, and glanced back and forth between Gong Huasui and Chi Qinghe. After two rounds, he understood what was going on.

He said disdainfully, "I thought you two were lovers, right? I touched him a couple of times and you weren't happy about it, right? So you came here to get revenge."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them laughed at the same time.

Gong Huansui's smile seemed to announce some happy event. He looked at Cong Chi Qinghe lovingly, his eyes full of joy, and a hint of shyness could be vaguely detected?

mistress

Qinghe is his mistress~

I didn't expect it to be so easy to see~

Chi Qing and Danchun looked like they had heard a joke, their lips curled up in a sarcastic manner.

"You know it's touching, but you're fighting like a gangster and sexually harassing people. It's hard for you to look like a human being."

Lin Sen looked Chi Qinghe up and down. Seeing that he had the demeanor of a superior, he was nervous and did not dare to be too presumptuous.

"Where did you see me harassing him? The script had me fighting him, how could I fight him without touching him?"

"How to fight? I taught you just now, but you still don't know how to fight?" Chi Qinghe stepped forward with his long legs, not minding kicking Lin Sen again.

Lin Sen was so scared that he stepped back repeatedly. Seeing that Gong Huasui's eyes were almost glued to Chi Qinghe, he immediately dragged Gong Huasui into the water.

"Gong Huasui didn't say anything, why are you standing up for him? Besides, they're all men. I just touched his waist, and it's okay to lose a piece of flesh?"

Chi Qinghe turned around and looked at Gong Huasui, "Where else did he touch you?"

Hearing this, Gong Huasui felt extremely aggrieved. "He touched me everywhere, and he even wanted to kiss me..."

Lin Sen jumped up and down, "You're talking nonsense! Why would I kiss you? Stop spitting blood!"

Chi Qinghe took a step back in disgust, fearing that he would be sprayed by Lin Sen's saliva. Then, without caring that the camera was still filming, he kicked Lin Sen's leg again.

He couldn't see Lin Sen's relative Hua Sui from where he was standing just now, but he could see clearly the man's movement of deliberately stretching his legs, getting them stuck in his knees, and trying to pull them up.

"If you continue to use your job to harass my company's artists, I don't mind having another dinner with you."

company?

This person is also Gong Huasui's boss!

Lin Sen stood up unsteadily, holding on to the tree. He didn't have the courage to speak rashly, fearing that Chi Qinghe would ban him if he said one more word.

Seeing Director Wang break through the crowd of men in suits and trot over, he instantly regained his composure.

"Director Wang, why did you let anyone in? He deliberately interrupted the filming. Who will compensate for the losses?"

Director Wang glared at Lin Sen angrily, rubbed his hands, and was about to say sorry, but Chi Qinghe said it lightly.

"Don't use people with dirty hands and feet. What do you think, Director Wang?"

Before Director Wang could say anything, Lin Sen exploded.

"Who are you calling dirty? I'm the lead actor in this movie. I'm leaving now, who else can take my place? Gong Huasui? Forget him."

Director Wang was a little embarrassed, "This...we've already filmed halfway..."

Chi Qinghe forced himself to ignore the burning gaze on his side. "I can follow up with the investment. I'll invest as much as you want. How about that?"

When Director Wang heard this, his face almost broke with laughter.

While saying how shameless he was, he asked someone to carry Lin Sen away quickly.

"As for the male lead, I have one here. Director Wang, you might want to take a look."

Chi Qinghe signaled with his eyes, and the assistant who followed him immediately took out the documents from his briefcase.

"He's our company's newest artist. He debuted at the age of eight and has been acting for ten years. Director Wang should be familiar with him."

When Director Wang saw the photo, his eyes lit up and he quickly nodded in agreement, "To be honest, Qilian was my first choice. If it weren't for the scheduling conflict, he would definitely be the male lead!"

Chi Qinghe smiled and said, "Actually, he is also very interested in this book. He came with me today and is in the car. How about I ask him to come over?"

The bitterness and hatred that Wang Dao had accumulated since early in the morning finally dissipated. He held Qi Lian's information and read several good words.

This combo is so smooth that it is hard not to feel that Chi Qinghe was prepared for it.

Even Gong Huasui felt that he was being taken care of in the meantime.

Resisting the urge to ask questions, he finished filming his part and ran to find Chi Qinghe.

Dressing room.

Qilian has already changed his clothes.

She is so young that you can pinch water out of her, and with the blue and white school uniform, she looks like a natural student.

He fiddled with the loose hair on his forehead and winked at Chi Qinghe who was sitting leisurely on the sofa reading a magazine in the mirror.

"Boss Xiao Chi, you owe me a big favor. You promised to let me take a month off, but you ended up joining the team again."

Chi Qinghe turned the page and said, "The company is very optimistic about this drama. There is no disadvantage in letting you join."

"I don't care, you have to treat me to a meal." Qilian said in a bad mood.

Chi Qinghe replied indifferently, "Then you have to make an appointment with Wenson."

Qi Lian pursed his lips, stood up from the chair with an unhappy look on his face, ran to Chi Qinghe, and snatched the magazine away.

"You're so unkind! Aren't we friends? Why do you have to be so particular about dining with friends?"

He sat down next to Chi Qinghe and started to act coquettishly with ease.

"Promise me, please~ Mr. Xiao Chi~ Boss~ Dear~ Boss~"

The address became more and more ambiguous. Chi Qinghe was pestered to no end. He rubbed his sore brows and agreed.

"It's so kind of you!"

Qi Lian knew how to measure things and knew Chi Qinghe's weaknesses. He never touched him from beginning to end, but only teased him with words.

Seeing Chi Qinghe's boundaries being lowered little by little for him, the smile on Qi Lian's lips inevitably became sincere.

"How about tonight? We don't have to go out to eat. You can order takeout and come to my room. We can eat while we watch TV!"

Just thinking about it, Qilian's saliva flowed out and he hurriedly took a sip.

"Milk tea, barbecue, fried chicken, skewers, sushi, desserts, instant noodles... Anyway, I can't miss any of them. You have to order them for me!"

Chi Qinghe took the magazine back and asked, "Can you eat so much?"

"Eighteen years old is the age of growth. I can eat a whole cow at every meal!" Qi Lian patted his chest confidently, "Don't worry, I can eat as much as I want. I grew up watching competitive eating competitions."

Is there any connection between watching big eaters and your own small stomach?

Chi Qinghe didn't understand but respected it, took out his phone and started ordering.

Qilian wanted everything he saw, and Chi Qinghe responded by placing orders and booking hotels on time. Qilian was deeply moved by his magnanimous attitude.

"Boss! You are the best boss in the world!"

"Since you know I'm good, just act seriously." Chi Qinghe turned off the screen.

"Don't worry, I'm a professional."

There was a knock on the door.

Chi Qinghe didn't even raise his head and continued to flip through the magazine, "Come in."

The door opened and Qilian suddenly whistled.

"Wow, what a handsome guy."

As soon as Gong Huasui entered the room, he saw the two of them sitting very close to each other, and he almost couldn't maintain the smile on his face.

"I want to talk to Qinghe alone."

Qilian glanced between the two of them ambiguously, then stood up and walked out.

When passing by Gong Hua Sui, he deliberately stopped for a moment and, for some unknown reason, compared the heights of the two.

What did this person eat to grow up?

So tall!

Gong Huasui locked the door with a click, and they were the only two left in the slightly cramped room.

Chi Qinghe pinched the paper a little nervously, raised his eyelids, and looked at Gong Huasui who was getting closer to him.

He only glanced at it once before looking away, his gaze fixed vaguely on the magazine.

"Is there anything you want to talk about privately?"

"Does the wound still hurt?"

As soon as Gong Huasui sat down on the sofa, Chi Qinghe smelled a pungent smell of alcohol and moved to the side a little uncomfortably.

"It doesn't hurt."

Gong Huasui did not avoid this action at all. He felt a pang of sadness in his heart, but he still forced a smile on his face.

"Why did you come here today? Did you miss me?"

Chi Qinghe pursed his lips, not knowing whether to agree or not. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded dryly.

Gong Huasui rested his arms on his knees, not holding Chi Qinghe's hand as eagerly as before, with his fingers tightly clasped together, inseparable.

She didn't hug Chi Qinghe, but leaned over to his ear and acted coquettishly with a smile.

His whole body exuded an air of uneasiness. His hands were clasped together, revealing his veins, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

"I'm very happy." Gong Huasui said.

Chi Qinghe quietly paid attention to Gong Huasui's every move and thought that the happiness he said was not credible.

But he did come here for something today.

He took out something that looked like a keychain from his pocket, but instead of keys, there were rings hanging on it that grew in size in an orderly manner.

Chi Qinghe stared at Gong Huasui's ring finger, tried to find the approximate corresponding model, and picked it out.

In order to avoid embarrassment, he didn't ask any more questions and directly reached out to hold Gong Huasui's hand.

Pretending not to notice the trembling of the other person's fingertips and the increasingly loud heartbeat in his ears, he put on one ring after another.

Gong Huasui had a faint scar on his hand due to an injury some time ago. It didn't look obvious, but it was still slightly raised when touched.

Chi Qinghe touched the scar inconspicuously, trying hard to find a different feeling deep in his heart.

Heartache?

No.

sad?

No.

sad?

forget it.

Chi Qinghe lowered his eyelids in disappointment, and finally found a ring that just fit the ring.

He pushed and pulled Gong Huasui's fingers back and forth, and they got stuck a little bit.

"Does this hurt...hurt?" He raised his head and looked stiffly into Gong Huasui's red eyes. "Why are you crying?"

"I didn't cry." Gong Huasui's lips were tightly clenched, and he refused to admit it, but in fact, he was so happy that he was setting off firecrackers in his heart.

Qinghe held his hand.

Qinghe put the ring on him.

Qinghe will propose to him soon!

Chi Qinghe sighed, did not delve into the issue, and repeated the previous question.

"No pain."

Chi Qinghe found a slightly smaller number and put it in.

This time it is obviously more difficult, but when it reaches the base of the finger, it fits more clearly and the visual effect is the best.