[BL] All My Patients Fall in Love with Me [END]

3.9

The Little Sweetheart of The Actor (9)

After another week, the wound no longer oozes out. Except for the scar on the waist and the inability to exercise vigorously, Mu Xiu can move freely.

This week of being bored at home, Mu Xiu's complexion was much rosier after being fed by Pei Lu's fancy soup every day. If it weren't for the hideous scar on his waist, he would have thought that he was not recovering from the injury but went on vacation to recuperate.

Mu Xiu stood in front of the full-length mirror and sorted his collar. He disappeared for nearly a month, and it was time to show up at the company. Chu Hong had called him before, and if he didn't show up again, the people over there would probably find him.

The home is his private territory, and he doesn't want to be stepped on by unrelated people.

Pei Lu carefully smoothed out a wrinkle on his back, and was very envious of his clothes hanger figure, "Okay."

Mu Xiu glanced at him with a smile. When he went out today, Pei Lu followed him in a more formal dress, a white shirt and a pair of dark suit pants. The soft and drooping forehead was fixed with styling water, revealing a full forehead and gentle eyebrows. .

Looks a lot more mature.

Mu Xiu looked at him in the mirror. Pei Lu was a head shorter than him. The colors of their clothes were unexpectedly harmonious. At this time, they stood side by side in front of the mirror, especially matching.

Pei Lu was still wiping the small clump of hair on his head that was not compliant at all. Mu Xiu took out his mobile phone while he was not paying attention, pointed at the two people in the mirror, and pressed the shutter.

In the freeze-frame shot, the slightly smaller youth tilted his head and tugged at a handful of his hair in distress. The tall man next to him stared at him tenderly, his eyes filled with things he didn't even notice. Warmth.

Before Pei Lu turned his head, Mu Xiu calmly put the phone in his pocket, took the hand off his head, took the styling water, and smoothed out the small stubble of unruly hair for him.

Pei Lu looked at his obedient hair and smiled with satisfaction, "Okay, you can go out."

I didn't think there was anything wrong with the boss waiting for one of his assistants to get his hair done. It can be said that it is very self-conscious of the boss.

When the two went out, Mu Xiu took the car and drove him to Feiyu Entertainment.

Feiyu Entertainment is one of the top entertainment companies in China, and almost half of the popular entertainers in the entertainment industry belong to their family.

Mu Xiu is also half a Feiyu artist. As early as after he won the Jinlin Award, he set up a studio with his manager. However, the boss behind Feiyu did not agree with him to go out independently, so he attached the studio to Feiyu. .

Left and right Feiyu also had his shares. If he didn't go out independently, he could bet on the noisy mouth of some people. Mu Xiu didn't say anything about it.

After half an hour, the two reached their destination.

Park the car and take the special elevator to the top floor.

On the top floor is the office of Mu Qiwen, general manager of Feiyu. Hearing that Chu Hong said that Mu Xiu was coming, Mu Qiwen deliberately waited early.

Pei Lu was one step behind and followed Mu Xiu in. After just two steps, he saw an elegant-looking middle-aged man greet him with an exaggerated smile.

"Xiao Xiu, you have come, is the wound healed? Do you want to go home and recover for a while... When I saw the news, I was scared to death..."