"Mr. Xu, why are you in a hurry to go back?" The manager grabbed the mask and looked at Xu Lingzhao suspiciously.

"It's your business." Xu Lingzhao took back the mask, put it back on his face, and urged, "Hurry up, hurry up."

The driver started the car and rushed towards the checkpoint.

"Hurry up, let it go, his wife has been killed." Qi Hu looked at his watch and scolded impatiently, "This girl is really fierce, and she made trouble in my house."

The manager then gestured towards the level, and as the railing slowly rose, the two cars rushed out one after the other. Looking at the car manager who was going away, he couldn't help but curse a few foul words, turned around and walked towards the dock.

Hotel parking.

Lu Moting dragged Xu Lang into the car, quickly started the car, and drove out.

"Why did you come in such a timely manner?!" Xu Lang folded his legs, slowly stroked his big back, and at the end, he grinned at him with gold-rimmed glasses: "Aren't we calling our hearts and minds?"

"Your mom called and said your dad had fainted in the bathroom, and the floor was covered in makeup. I pulled up your phone's location and looked at it, and I knew what you were doing." Lu Moting glanced at him from the rearview mirror and said calmly, "You remember to put him on the bed next time before leaving, now he is on fire."

"He still has fire? I'm still restless when I'm old." Xu Lang sneered and mocked, "The young master is really heartbroken for him to be a father."

"......" Lu Moting shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Are you having fun inside?"

"Don't say it, the games are really fun." Xu Lang sighed, took off his glasses, stroked the thin legs of his glasses and said, "No wonder these people want to go once they go, no wonder the ancient faint monarch is happier."

"Look at the way you don't get enough, what, indulge in it?" Lu Moting lit a cigarette, held the steering wheel with one hand, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "Inform me before you do anything in the future." If I'm late today, you'll be someone else's game right now."

"I'm a big man, what can they do to me." Xu Lang muttered.

"What do you say?" Lu Moting asked rhetorically.

Xu Lang opened his mouth and closed it obediently. How Yu Xi died back then, Xu Lang knew it.

"Hey, how are you recovering?" He moved his ass and leaned behind Lu Moting, and asked in a low voice, "Are you asleep?" Can't sleep even if you hold Su Nian? No, she's soft and fragrant......

"Sit down and fasten your seatbelts." Lu Moting picked off Xu Lang's head and said angrily, "Can you know if she is soft and fragrant?"

"Will you lend me a few days?" Xu Lang covered his face and leaned over again with a hippie smile.

"Get out." Lu Moting pushed him away again hard.

Xu Lang leaned back with a smile, slapped his hand on his leg a few times, and whispered, "Old Lu, I envy you more and more now."

"Envy what." Lu Moting asked.

Xu Lang was silent for a while, wiped his face, turned his head to look at the car window, and whispered, "Immediately I will have both children and daughters, wives and children." Why do you think I'm getting more and more lonely? I used to feel very chic, I could play when I wanted to, and lie down when I wanted to. Well, now that Dad gets older, the more out of tune he becomes. My mother can only quarrel except crying, and my sister is even more uneasy......

He was silent for a while, leaning over to get Lu Moting's cigarette case.

Lu Moting glanced in the rearview mirror and threw the lighter over. In the car, the two of them didn't talk anymore, and it wasn't until the car drove back to Lu Moting's house that Xu Lang crumpled the empty cigarette box into a ball and showed a hippie smile.

"Lao Lu, aren't you afraid that I will go to the wrong room at night?"

"Be serious." Lu Moting got out of the car, threw the car keys to the security, and strode towards the door.

Xu Lang followed behind him, holding his big back and following him all the way.

"Yo, this is ......" Steward Zhou looked at Xu Lang, his eyes were about to pop out. This is like Xu Lang, and like Xu Lingzhao, who the hell is it?!

"Old Zhou, long time no see." Xu Lang pinched the shelf and learned from Xu Lingzhao to speak.

"It's you stinky little one

Son! I said, Mo Ting ran out in a hurry, it turned out to be to pick you up. What trouble have you caused again?" Steward Zhou circled around him twice and said funny, "You are so good, you are really like your father."

"Can't it be like that, I'll follow him." Xu Lang grinned and strode to the bathroom: "Uncle Zhou helped me get a set of clothes, and I will change this one."

"This kid." Steward Zhou shook his head and looked at Lu Moting: "Take your clothes?"

"Hmm." Lu Moting threw his coat onto the sofa and looked upstairs: "Su Nian is asleep?"

"I'm going to the annex to see the editing." Steward Zhou said, walking upstairs quickly: "You are not at home, how can she sleep, walking around the door, the floor tiles are about to be stepped on by her. From now on, you should not go out at night, lest she wait at home in fear."

Lu Moting went to the bathroom to wash his hands, took a few eggs and tomatoes from the refrigerator, neatly boiled water, and boiled a bowl of egg noodles.

"Yo, Lao Lu, virtuous." Xu Lang cleaned himself up, wiped the water from his head, and slipped into the kitchen, the gold-rimmed glasses still on the bridge of his nose.

"Cook it yourself, this is for Su Nian." Lu Moting wiped his hands, took off his apron, took a plate, and walked out with noodles.

"Let me smell it after a long time?" Xu Lang was helpless, opened the refrigerator and took an apple out to take a few bites, and followed behind Lu Moting all the way.

Yu Min and the others rested at night, and Su Nian was the only one in the computer room of the annex building who was watching the edited program, with paper and pen at hand, remembering the places that needed to be revised and subtitled.

"Obediently, I'm eating." Lu Moting put the noodles in her hand, dragged the chair and sat beside her.

"When did you come back and pick up someone?" Su Nian looked up at him and picked up the chopsticks.

"Behind my ass." Lu Moting pointed back.

Su Nian turned his head to look, only to see Xu Lang grabbing half an apple and looking inside with a resentful expression.

"Su Nian, you've moved the company back." Xu Lang slipped in, sat on her other side, and looked at the screen curiously.

"Isn't this your ex?" After seeing clearly that the male artist on the screen was Shi An, Xu Lang said in disbelief, "You actually used your ex!" :

"What can't be used. I use him, there is a topic, there is traffic, there is heat." Su Nian said calmly, "Just use him as a tool."

"You woman......" Xu Lang took a bite of the apple, turned his head to look at Su Nian, and said in a low voice, "It's really good to bend and stretch."

"What about what you photographed today?" Lu Moting interrupted Xu Lang, took off his glasses from the bridge of his nose, and took out a tiny memory card from it.