Liu Qinghe walked in front of Fu Jingcheng, who closed his eyes and recuperated, and saw that his calves were wet, and the taste of almost being pressed to his legs by ice cubes just now must be uncomfortable.

Fu Jingcheng, who felt that he was being watched, opened his eyes and was stunned when he saw Liu Qinghe standing in front of him.

"You didn't go to the car?"

"Didn't go." Liu Qinghe walked to the chair next to him and sat down, looking at him with one hand on his chin, "What do you mean by giving me a thumbs up on Weibo?" ”

Fu Jingcheng stood up and moved, and asked in a low voice, "You don't understand?" ”

"I don't understand, tell me."

Fu Jingcheng heard that her voice was wrong, and when he looked up and saw the smile on her face, he knew that she actually understood, and he also hooked the corners of his mouth, "If you don't understand, it doesn't have any special meaning." ”

Qiao Yi, who was hot next to him, saw the two muttering and whispering, thinking that Fu Jingcheng was praised alone when everyone was scolded this morning, and he suddenly felt even more angry.

No way! It has to be like a way to get Fu Jingcheng out of the circle completely.

Qiao Yi drank water and stared at Liu Qinghe, knowing very well that Fu Jingcheng could appear here now because of her, so if he wanted to get rid of Fu Jingcheng, he had to start with her.

Of course, Liu Qinghe noticed Qiao Yi's gaze, but she really couldn't show the slightest interest in this scumbag opponent now, and she didn't give him the slightest afterglow.

Stretched out his hand towards Fu Jingcheng, who was also aware of it and turned his head to look, "Give it to me." ”

Fu Jingcheng, who hadn't seen anything yet, was drawn back to attention by this voice, and subconsciously raised his hand and put it on the table, "How is your hand—"

Liu Qinghe, who directly covered his palm on Fu Jingcheng's palm, looked at him with a smile, "What's wrong with your hand?" ”

Fu Jingcheng watched as the two clasped hands turned into a ten-finger interlocking posture, and the Adam's apple rolled slightly.

Hot.

It's too hot.

Liu Qinghe shook his hand.

Fu Jingcheng, whose blood was boiling, finally came back to his senses slowly, he had concerns in his heart, and wanted to withdraw his hand but failed.

suppressed his emotions and whispered, "Qinghe, go back and talk about it?" ”

Liu Qinghe simply lay on the table, grabbed his hands with both hands, pinched the slender and beautiful fingers, and asked, "Why do you want to go back and say, can't we see people?" ”

This hand - it's so beautiful, it's finally held.

"It's not—"

Sensing the sight of the surroundings, Fu Jingcheng tried to withdraw his hand again, but still failed.

He looked at Liu Qinghe, who was playing with his fingers, and whispered, "There are too many people in the crew." ”

"Don't be afraid, they already think we're together anyway."

As he spoke, he took out his phone and took a picture of his two hands with his fingers interlocked.

Fu Jingcheng was speechless.

Indeed, from the moment they joined the crew, everyone felt that they were a couple.

Thinking of this, he didn't have any worries, and finally tightened his fingers, and completely wrapped her white and tender hands into the palm of his hand, obviously not eating sugar, but feeling that his mouth was sweet.

The crew saw him holding hands, but they didn't see it.

waited for Fu Jingcheng to film, and Liu Qinghe began to think about how to make money.

Or...... Make a robot to compete?

No, no, you need money right now, and it takes too long to make a robot.

Liu Qinghe went through all the skills he knew in his mind, among which those that did not belong to the technology of this task world were excluded, and those that took too long were excluded.

Come to think of it, it seems that there are no skills that can make money?

She searched the Internet and spent more than an hour finally finding a job that could make money and hardly need to be on site.