Chapter 37:

"Just, it was the last time." Huo Qu’s roots were red, and he looked down at Yu Qinghuan’s eyes with his head down. The voice was small and vaguely explained.
"Which last time? Why don't I know?" Yu Qinghuan's heart suddenly raised a strange feeling. He even forgot that he was still in Huo Quhuai's arms and squinted and asked: "You tell me clearly."
Huo Qu feared that he was angry and didn't dare to lie. He honestly replied: "When you are sick..."
On that day, Qing Huan looked very sad. Even if she fell asleep, she was a nightmare and even said a dream.
Seeing Yu Qinghuan, Huo Qu was also uncomfortable.
He didn't know what to do, and instinctively jumped into the bed in an instinct, holding Yu Qinghuan in his arms, hoping to comfort him.
It is strange to say that Yu Qinghuan, who was still very uncomfortable, was really calm after he was hugged for a while, and slept deeply.
For Huo Qu, it was like a piece of candy that was full of sweetness. He got such a baby, and he carefully and carefully hid it. From time to time, he smelled it and sniffed it. I don’t feel reluctant to even look at it.
Of course, Yu Qinghuan is not someone else. But... Huo Quen instinctively thinks that it is better to take advantage of him.
To figure out what happened, Yu Qinghuan’s strange feelings were scattered. He pushed Huo Qu’s chest and told him to put himself down. He said,
Oh, I am not sick, just filming, don’t worry. After the filming is finished, it will be fat."
Like Yu Qinghuan’s expectation, Huo Qu really didn’t understand him.
But looking at Yu Qinghuan's face with a relaxed look, he can only hold his clothes corner, and earnestly said: "Qinghuan, you can't regenerate, you have to take care of yourself."
Yu Qinghuan laughed: "Know, why are you so embarrassed!"
Huo Qu looks serious: "Because I am worried about you."
Zhao Qingyuan, who has been forgotten for a long time: "..."
and many more! How does he feel that something is wrong? This inexplicable feeling of being a show of love is from where? Is he the head of the filming shot broken? !
"Qing Huan 呐!" ​​In order to highlight his sense of existence, but also break the strange atmosphere in the house, Zhao Qingyuan ran over and inserted in the middle of the two, dragging Yu Qinghuan to go outside, "come, come, me Tell you something."
Yu Qinghuan puzzled: "What can't be said directly here?"
Zhao Qingyuan looked at him with a look of iron and iron. "I am not for you!"
Yu Qinghuan was squandered by him, and he followed him out of the door until he reached a remote corner. He asked: "What is it?"
"Give it." Zhao Qingyuan, like a thief, took out a few beautiful head ropes from his pocket inside the jacket. The mysterious secret of the gods was in the hands of Yu Qinghuan. "I chose it for you. What do you think?"
Yu Qinghuan felt that the little girl used something similar, and he sighed and said, "It's pretty good."
"Yes," Zhao Qingyuan smiled and slammed into the back with a shoulder. "You like it."
Yu Qinghuan feels that Zhao Qingyuan is a bit strange today, but he always has such a slap in the face, so that Yu Qinghuan can't even tell him what is wrong with him until –
"Qing Huan 呐 ~" Zhao Qingyuan squeezing his eyes, whispered: "I tell you, my sister is a designer."
Yu Qinghuan: "???"
What does he want to express? Why did you suddenly tell him about his sister?
Zhao Qingyuan: "The clothes she designed are especially popular with girls, and they are famous in the circle! When I go back this time, I secretly let her design a skirt for you."
Finished, look at Yu Qinghuan with a look of "I am enough buddy."
Yu Qinghuan: "..............."
After a long silence, he looked at Zhao Qingyuan with no expression. "Qing Yuan, really, go buy some walnuts."
This time, the person who can't figure it out turned into Zhao Qingyuan. "Ah? Walnut? Do you want to eat? Then I will bring some help next time." Stopped, the topic immediately turned away from the distance of 100,000 miles. "You said that you are remote here, it is like a deep mountain."
Yu Qinghuan was too lazy to explain to him. When Zhao Rui sent someone to call him to film, he gave the head rope to Wang Ruirui in front of Zhao Qingyuan.
Zhao Qingyuan: "..."
Against the surprise expression of the little girl, Zhao Qingyuan’s face that seems to be thundered is particularly eye-catching.
Yu Qing sighed and sympathized and patted his shoulder. "Remember to go back and buy walnuts."
Zhao Qingyuan: "........."
Engaged in such a big oolong, Zhao Qingyuan was so anxious to die, no face to stay any longer, screaming at Huo Qu to die.
It is a pity that Huo Qu is not easy to see Yu Qinghuan. Wherever it is so easy to leave, no matter how good he is, he will not go with him. In the end, Zhao Qingyuan couldn’t help but ran away alone.
As soon as he left, Huo Qu immediately turned to Yu Qinghuan. "Qing Huan, what have you just said to him?"
"Nothing," thought of the thing just now, Yu Qinghuan’s headache, the forehead, said: "It’s a little thing."
"Is it?" Huo Qu asked a sentence, and decided to look at Yu Qinghuan, a face of unbelief.
He was dark and deep, and at this time, he looked at Yu Qinghuan with no expression, and even let Yu Qinghuan feel a cold oppression. I was afraid that he would make something shocking on the set. Yu Qinghuan had to explain to him. "There is nothing wrong with it. It’s just that Qingyuan is a little misunderstood to me. Just say it is fine."
"This way," Huo Qutou nodded, but did not look away.
Yu Qinghuan thought that he was dissatisfied with his own rhetoric. Just wanted to say more carefully, and Huo Qu’s voice rang in his ear
Huo Qu: "I will never misunderstand you."
Yu Qinghuan: "Well?"
Huo Qu: "So Qing Huan, I am better to you than to him."
Yu Qinghuan stunned for a moment, and then quite a bit crying and laughing, this person thought that he had just whispered with Zhao Qingyuan, so jealous?
"I……"
"Yu Qinghuan, hurry up!" Yu Qinghuan just wanted to say something, not far from the voice of Zhao Rui impatient, "just wait for you!"
"Come on!" Yu Qinghuan raised the volume and went to the side of Huo Qu, who waited for him to respond. He could only say vaguely, "I know." Then he ran to the studio.
When Yu Qinghuan filmed, Huo Qu sat down to wait for him. There are so many people on the set, his eyes only follow Yu Qinghuan.
Looking at Yu Qinghuan crying in the play, the drama is uncomfortable, knowing that it is a fake, but Huo Qu still wants to rush up, hold him tightly in his arms, so that he can no longer show other expressions besides laughing.
"Do you like Qinghuan brother too?" The soft voice of the little girl rang in her ear. Huo Qu turned around and saw a sweet and beautiful little girl sitting next to him and looking up at him.
Huo Quyi, "Like?"
The little girl did not answer his question and said from the bottom of her self, "I like Qingqing brother very much. If Qinghuan brother is really my brother, it will be fine."
What she said, Huo Qu has not heard it, and the words "like" are repeated in my mind, almost to the devil.
He felt that he had caught something, but he couldn’t figure it out anyway.
He knows that his love for Yu Qinghuan is much more than his likes, but he doesn't understand what he likes.
The only thing he can be sure of is that he wants to be better and better, and better than others, so that Huanhuan will not be taken away by others.
Huo Qu was thinking about it for an afternoon, until Yu Qinghuan came over and looked for him before he came back.
"You are sitting here for an afternoon? It is not too cold." Yu Qinghuan took a few boxes of lunch in one hand and went to Lahoqu in one hand. "Go, go back to dinner."
"Yeah." Huo Qutou nodded, and was about to lift his foot. When the corner of his eye was shining to a certain place, he suddenly stopped.
There, Zhao Rui was bent down and said to Wang Ruirui with great enthusiasm: "Is it cold? Come, Uncle Rui will hold you back to the hotel, so it will not be cold."
Huo Qu is coveted, and the light in his eyes flashed past.
Back to Yu Qinghuan's small shack, two people hurriedly ate dinner, and the hot water of the water heater burned almost. Yu Qinghuan let Huoqu wash it first. After washing, he entered the bathroom.
When he came back, he saw Huo Quzheng squatting on the bed, a cold can't stand it.
Yu Qinghuan felt a little strange. He remembered that he had an electric blanket before taking a bath. Is the quality of the electric blanket not good, not hot?
He walked over and touched it. No, it was very hot in the bed. How could Huqu freeze like this?

Is it so cold?
Yu Qinghuan asked while wiping her hair.
Huo Qu nodded and said vaguely, "cold."
"Would you like me to send you back?" Yu Qinghuan is worried about him. Looking at the performance of Huo Qu, it must be a cold-resistant body. How can it be cold if it is cold?
He said this, Huo Qu immediately anxious, shaking his head desperately, "I will not go back." A look of death.
Yu Qinghuan was helpless. He could only take him a quilt and put it on his body. He stopped for a while and asked: "Is it still cold?"
Huo Qu: "Cold."
It’s really evil!
Yu Qinghuan snorted and hanged the wet towel on the chair and took off his shoes.
The electric blanket opened quickly, and the temperature of the scorpion was very high. Yu Qinghuan was quilted and felt a warmth.
Is this still cold?
He doubted his hand and touched the forehead of Huo Qu, the temperature was normal, and it was not like a fever. What happened?
Yu Qinghuan did not notice that from the moment he went to bed, Huo Qu was like a little hamster. He moved slowly to him a little bit. When he noticed, Huo Qu was already with him. It is.

Is it really so cold?
Yu Qinghuan asked him to pull the quilt up and ask.
Huo Qu sighed and looked up at Yu Qinghuan. After a few seconds, the long, thick eyelashes trembled and whispered: "I heard that... it’s not cold if I hold it."
I paused and looked forward to Yu Qinghuan. "Qing Huan, do you say this is true?"