Chapter 156: It's not my size, it's a bit of a squeeze
Sang Yu opened Qiao Beiyue's door with coffee, and she was taking a bath in the bathroom.
The two spoke through the frosted glass door.
"Remember to take pictures for business, Moutai Coffee is now the top stream, give me a lot of heat!"
Qiao Beiyue rinsed off the shower gel, walked out wrapped in a towel, and saw the hot coffee in Sang Yu's hand, and suddenly thought of the taste of drinking the new product before, and his brows were so wrinkled that he could knot: "I forgot to tell you to buy cold drinks." β
Sang Yu was puzzled, drinking ice cubes in winter, and the iron stomach couldn't stand it: "Is there any difference?" β
"Do you know what hot drinks taste like?"
"What does it smell like?"
"After drinking, I felt like I was kissed by an uncle in his fifties, and the uncle drank and vomited the night before and didn't brush his teeth!"
Mulberry ......
After the shooting was completed and sent to Xiao's book, Sang Yu dragged his tired steps back to the room.
Her room is upstairs above Qiao Beiyue, and the overall facilities are a lot simpler, because she is in a hurry, she doesn't know that the filming of the new drama will start the next day of the boot banquet, and Sang Yu's change of clothes has not had time to pack and bring over.
I was thinking about asking the courier to bring some personal change of clothes when there was a sudden knock on the door.
Sang Yu subconsciously thought that Qiao Beiyue was at the door, so he didn't ask, and opened the door directly.
The hallway was dimly lit, and a few of them were flickering due to lack of electricity, and the slender figure at the doorway was leaning loosely against the wall, and his eyes were gilded with a layer of flowing fire in the light.
I don't know which room is playing the music of the sky, Qi Huai's fingertips flick around his trouser legs, as if he is in tune with the music.
"You ......"
The unfinished words were swallowed up in the man's tongue.
Sang Yu whimpered, and the palm of her hand was weakly pounded on Qi Huai's chest, but it was like scratching the boots, which could not achieve any deterrent effect, but whenever there was a third person present, she would mistake her soft movements, more like wanting to refuse and welcome.
The door slammed shut, followed by the sound of wheels rolling.
Sang Yu's back was against the wall, and his nose was full of the smell of male hormones, mixed with a slight cold smell of clear snow, and a trace of cold air that had not dissipated.
I don't know how long it took, the man finally let go of her, staggered slightly, and still maintained a posture that surrounded her entirely.
Sang Yu gasped for fresh air, his cheeks were very red, and his voice was hoarse: "How do you know that I live here?" β
Qi Huai lowered his eyes, saw the butterfly-like eyelashes of the woman in his arms, trembled slightly, the lipstick on a pair of thin lips was bitten, and his eyes darkened: "This hotel is invested by Shenghai, isn't it easy to check the individual?" β
"Oh."
Sang Yu bit her upper lip, not knowing how to react, and the air fell into a strange atmosphere for a while.
When his eyes fell to the side, a red 26-inch suitcase was standing beside him, and the sound of the car just now was coming from it.
To her surprise, standing next to the red suitcase, there was also a small pure black box that was obviously one size smaller, so well-behaved that it looked like a foil.
"Isn't this my box?"
Qi Huaiyan was still embarrassed by Sang Yu's incident of slipping away with Gu Nanxing without saying a word last night, and said angrily: "Except for you, who would use such a gaudy color?" β
Gaudy?
It's obviously a very atmospheric Chinese red, okay?
Sang Yu pursed her lips and wanted to refute, realizing that the box should contain her daily necessities, thinking that the man had sent her all the way over, no matter how dissatisfied she was, she was also covered by the joy that surged up.
She slipped out of the man's arm and pulled over the suitcase and opened it.
It has everything from toiletries to coats and padded clothes, and even her underwear is tucked into the mezzanine.
Sang Yu looked at the lace suits that were packed separately in small bags, and the tips of her ears gradually flushed.
I don't know if Qi Huai did it on purpose, the few sets of underwear he brought over are usually this guy's favorite, and every time she wears it, someone is always extra fierce.
Sang Yu's heart was beating like thunder, and her emotions were finally calmed down, and there was a faint tendency to be seduced, she casually pointed to the black suitcase.
"What's in there?"
She also has a small black suitcase, but it doesn't seem to be of this leather.
Thinking in his heart, Sang Yu had already opened the suitcase in his hand, and the moment he spread it out, the first thing that caught his eye was several sets of familiar men's underwear placed on the top.
Sang Yu's eyelids jumped.
It was she who made up the full order in a live broadcast room some time ago.
At that time, the anchor shouted passionately, and the male models were eager to try on and show them closely, but they couldn't get the favor of all the girls in front of the screen.
Sang Yu just bought a set of cleaning and care sets, 300 minus 40 activities, there are still seventy or eighty yuan missing, and I didn't choose the one I was satisfied with.
It just so happened that Qi Huai came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and the bathrobe was pulled to reveal his strong buttocks, and the Sang Yu ghost sent the god to collect the eighty yuan and five pairs of underwear in the live broadcast room into the shopping cart, and place an order with one click.
Later, Sang Yu secretly found an opportunity to look at the brand of Qi Huai's underwear, a string of English words that she couldn't read, she was relieved at the time, it was not a big brand she knew, and it was estimated that the price was not high.
I took out my mobile phone and searched, good guy, my ass is gilded, more than 10,000 pieces, and it is only sold to high-net-worth customers, which is priceless.
She wanted to return the eighty yuan and five pairs of underwear on the spot, but unfortunately the express delivery was fast, and she didn't have time to think about it at all, and it was already in transit.
The customer service only said that the visa would be refused after the express arrived, but Sang Yu didn't care anymore, and after a long time, she almost forgot about it.
I never expected to be seen by Qi Huai and signed for it.
Sang Yu's face was so red at the moment that he was about to drip blood, and he was angry: "How can you casually dismantle someone's courier?" β
Qi Huai's eyes raised: "Isn't it for me?" Why can't it be dismantled. β
Sang Yu's beak is as hard as a duck: "Who ...... Who said it was for you? β
"And who do you give it to?" Qi Huai's eyes were dangerous, as if in the next second, no matter which wild man's name popped out of her mouth, he could immediately raise a knife and slash the other party.
Qi Huai's sleep quality last night was very poor, after seeing customers at noon, he went back to Huijing to rest, and just entered a light sleep, when there was a knock at the door.
"Is anyone home? The courier arrived, come out and sign for it. β
Qi Huai's face was gloomy, he opened the door, and the low air pressure around him startled the courier brother, and he hurriedly looked down at the name on the carton: "Sang Sang is a big beauty, do you live here?" β
"Give it to me."
Qi Huai pinched his eyebrows, what kind of shopping festival is there recently, Sang Yu has a single pile of express delivery, and you can see all kinds of packaging boxes at the door every night.
He casually glanced at the courier box, and was just about to throw it on the sofa, when his eyes suddenly paused when he came into contact with a certain word.
γCotton Trend Men's Boxersγ
The fingertips that pinched the carton were slightly forced, and without thinking, tore open the box.
The sound of "cut" with a clear smile sounded in the living room.
The low air pressure that was disturbed by people dissipated in an instant, and Qi Huaiyan was like a beast whose hair had been smoothed out, and in an instant he turned into a soft and amiable golden retriever.
Even the footsteps of walking into the bathroom are much lighter.
Sang Yu stretched out his hand to take away the underwear, but Qi Huai snatched it first.
"For whom?" He spoke in a tough tone, with a resolute attitude, and a gloomy face.
Sang Yu sighed with his forehead, and could only compromise: "For you, for you." β
Qi Huai's mood instantly disappeared, the sky was clear, he raised his eyebrows, and stuffed his underwear back into the box: "Next time, ask me for my size, it's a bit strangling." β
Sang Yu's face turned red again, and he grabbed it: "Then don't wear it this time, buy it again next time." β
She was also afraid that the fabric would be too poor and pollute his expensive buttocks, and she would be allergic and embarrassed by the time.
Qi Huai held down the suitcase and covered the box with a thunderous momentum: "No, I can barely wear it." "As soon as the zipper was pulled, the suitcase was stuffed into the closet, and the movement was clean.
Only then did Sang Yu realize that the box was full of his daily necessities.
What do you mean?
Qi Huai wants to live here?
"You're not going to live here, are you?" Sang Yu stomped his feet anxiously, "No! β
What are you kidding, people come and go in the crew, Qiao Beiyue often comes to visit the door, the cleaning aunt has to come to clean every day, a man living in the room can't hide it at all, and it won't take a day for the whole group to know.
Her reputation is still gone!
Qi Huai didn't listen, he was busy all day, he drove for two hours, and he was very tired physically and mentally.
Reaching out and tearing off the bow tie, naturally he stripped off his underwear in front of Sang Yu, picked up the towel on the table and walked to the bathroom.
When passing by Sangyu, I didn't forget to say: "Prepare something to eat, I'm hungry." β
The moisture in the bathroom quickly obscured the tall and muscular figure.
All that remained in the room was the sound of the pressure of the shower, and Sang Yu's long sigh.
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Qi Huai's taste is tricky, I don't know if the perennial delicacies of the mountains and seas have nourished his appetite, and he will not easily try the dishes of the small restaurant.
During the time he lived with him, Sang Yu had some understanding of his diet, he didn't eat green onions, ginger and garlic, didn't eat unhealthy oil, salt, and frying and lo-mei......
Sang Yu found a Chinese restaurant near the hotel, packed two meat and one vegetable, and specially instructed the chef to reduce oil and salt, and not to add onions, ginger and garlic.
The waiter glanced her up and down, and his eyes revealed a sense of impatience, thinking that it was another unknown little artist who regarded his dishes as a fat-reducing meal.
Walking back with the food box, as soon as he entered the elevator, he happened to bump into Gu Nanxing, and Shi Sheng who was standing beside him.
The two of them should have just come up from the underground garage, and the moment they saw her, Gu Nanxing nodded slightly, and his eyes swept over the packaging box in her hand.
The hair ornament on Shi Sheng's head is still in ancient costume, with obvious makeup on his face, nostrils facing the sky, and he didn't even give her a tail of his eyes.
"Gu Dao." Sang Yu smiled and pressed the button on the twelfth floor.
"Didn't get enough for dinner?" Gu Nanxing pointed to the food box in her hand and asked.
He remembered that in the hot pot restaurant, Sang Yu had a good appetite, not only ate what was in his bowl, but even snatched Qiao Beiyue's share.
The cheeks bulged like hamsters, and he raised his eyebrows at Qiao Beiyue from time to time, looking cute and aggressive.
Sang Yu hid the food box behind him, and smiled embarrassedly: "A little." β
It's all Qi Huai's fault, she is about to become a rice bucket in the eyes of others!
Shi Sheng glanced at her, as if he disliked that the dishes were not up to grade, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were mocking.
The floor where Gu Nanxing lives is on the eighth floor, this floor is fully equipped, not only has an independent cafeteria, but also bathing and sauna, beauty and skin care items, and is a luxurious large private room that only directors and leading actors are qualified to live in.
The elevator stopped on the eighth floor, and Gu Nanxing and Shi Sheng left back and forth.
The moment the door closed, Sang Yu heard Gu Nanxing's slightly helpless voice: "Did your agent see the wrong person, he really didn't contact me, and it was impossible for him to hide in my room." β
Shi Sheng was dissatisfied: "Impossible, the car is parked downstairs, is it ......?"
Could it be that the words in the back were blocked by the elevator door, Sang Yu didn't hear it, and naturally he didn't see Shi Sheng's eyes that were eager to jump out of the sparks.
When she entered the house, Qi Huaiyan had already finished washing and was wiping her hair with a towel, using the pink towel in her suitcase.
Sang Yu pushed the food box in front of him, and said angrily: "Shi Sheng is looking for you." β
Qi Huai didn't react, the towel was placed on the edge of the bed at will, and when he opened the lunch box, his brows furrowed slightly, he didn't say anything after all, and ate slowly.
Sang Yu thought that her voice was too small, and someone didn't hear it, so she repeated again: "I said, Shi Sheng is looking for you!" β
At the same time, the mobile phone on the table rang, and she looked up, and the screen showed that it was Shi Sheng's video call invitation.
Sang Yu felt uncomfortable in his heart, a dog man, he shouldn't buy him food.
Eating from the bowl and looking at the pot.
Why didn't he die?
68.5 of the meal money, not a penny, I have to transfer it to her later!
She scolded Qi Huaixian in her heart for not knowing how many times, but saw Qi Huaiyan flip the mobile phone upside down on the desktop, and raised her eyes to meet her gaze: "Find me, will I see me?" So many people want to see me every day, and they are tired to death. β
Sang Yu stood in place, holding his mouth, but his heart was like a sprout born from the ground, as if shining into the sun, and the tip of the bud trembled happily.
Okay, 68.5 counts her as a treat.