Su Ling saw that the phone suddenly hung up there, and she didn't know what was happening for a moment.

Tang Zi followed her for a few days and knew that this artist was very easy to take care of, had a good personality, and was soft and glutinous.

Although taking care of her is Tang Zi's job, she is nearly ten years older than Su Ling and likes this girl very much. Now seeing Su Ling staring at the phone screen in a daze, Tang Zi lowered her voice and smiled: "Boyfriend?"

Her almond eyes were filled with water. She widened her eyes incredibly when she heard this, and shook her head quickly.

It's so scary, who dares to be Qin Xiao's girlfriend?

Tang Zi knew that she had guessed wrongly when she saw her appearance.

When the two went back, they talked about the crew again.

I have to say that the crew of "Prisoner" is much more tired than the crew of "Twelve Years of Wind and Dust". Since eight people were filming together, everyone had to participate in the cameras every moment.

In addition, there are memories and reasoning interspersed in the middle, even those who have already "received lunch boxes" in the plot still have to stay and follow the shooting progress.

After the order of death came, the three people who survived were secretary, doctor, and thieves.

So Su Ling, Zheng Xiaoya and Feng Lifei have the most scenes.

But the difference is that Zheng Xiaoya plays a positive character and is relatively kind, while Su Ling plays a negative character who wants to survive by any means.

Not only Su Ling is cold, but Zheng Xiaoya is also very cold.

Even if the lunch box is left on the scene, he can at least wear thick clothes, but it is not allowed for those who are still playing the show.

As a result, Zheng Xiaoya claimed to be sick the next day.

He never comes to film.

On the wasteland, the grassland was withered yellow. Dong Xu frowned and turned to Su Ling and the others and said, "Zheng Xiaoya is not here, please make up for your own shots."

Su Ling nodded. In fact, she was also dizzy when she woke up in the morning.

The temperature difference in M ​​City is too large, but sometimes it has to be interspersed with night scenes, which no one can bear.

However, Dong Xu is like a wooden man, working diligently and striving for excellence, and it is hard for everyone to say anything. After all, Dong Xu is the one who can get heatstroke from filming.

When the camera was completed one after another, it was getting dark again.

There is a scene when I was fighting for water. No one got the glass of water, and it was eventually poured on Doctor Le Yi.

When Su Ling walked out of the secret room, she felt a layer of ice on her arms, which was so painful that she didn't feel much.

In the past, Tang Zi took care of her, and every artist came by her own nanny car.

However, today Tang Zi did not come to wear a cotton jacket for her.

In late November, winter is in the winter, and the night wind is sobbing.

There are strange sounds from time to time in the vast wasteland. The cold wind makes her tremble, but her body is shaking, but she feels very comfortable.

Su Ling knew it was not good, she seemed to have a fever.

She couldn't see anything in front of her. She recognized that when the nanny car walked over, she crashed into a warm embrace.

The man untied his windbreaker and wrapped her tightly in his arms. He frowned, and his voice was mixed with a three-point cold: "Why did you freeze like this?"

She was trembling when she spoke: "Qin...Qin Xiao."

His arms were very warm, and the windbreaker wrapped the two tightly. Tang Zi didn't know where he went.

It was dark in the night, and the wind was still whistling outside. Su Ling vaguely heard that the prop group was about to come out of the secret room. She was still conscious and knew that Qin Xiao could not be seen: "Go... go to the car."

Qin Xiao carried her into the car and wrapped her in a cotton jacket prepared by Tang Zi.

He doesn't know how to take care of people, but fortunately, Tang Zi explained clearly what to do.

Qin Xiao turned on the light in the car, poured warm water from her kettle, and handed it to her lips to feed her.

She was so cold that her hands were frozen. She didn't resist this time and just drank water with his hands.

After Qin Xiao fed her, he reached out to touch her cheek.

She looked at him in confusion, her eyes seemed to be dyed with a little spring color, and the corners of her eyes were dizzy in March. Her white and charming colors were blooming.

Qin Xiao’s tentacles found that they were so hot that they cursed in his heart.

He quickly drove her back.

Su Ling fell asleep in the passenger seat in a drowsy manner.

It was not that cold when he fell asleep. When Qin Xiao carried her upstairs, Su Ling still did not wake up. Tang Zi was also surprised when she walked over: "What's wrong with Su Ling?"

Qin Xiao looked at her with a cold look.

Tang Zi felt cold in her heart: "Mr. Qin..."

"Go and find a doctor for her."

Tang Zi also knew it was not good. Su Ling was probably sick. That ghost place was really cold. Tang Zi hurried to find a doctor.

Qin Xiao swiped the card to open the door, and Su Ling was awakened by the movement.

Qin Xiao turned on the air conditioner in the room and turned around and wanted to take off her cotton jacket outside.

Su Ling is not stupid yet. She knows who he is, so she doesn't allow him to touch him and reaches out to block him.

Qin Xiao smiled angrily. How much does his mother hate him? He is still guarding when he is like this? If he can still think of her now, he will be a bird or a beast.

She had no strength at first, and her arms were still hurt.

"Don't you take it off, you go out."

"Don't make trouble, be good." Qin Xiao was too lazy to pay attention to her. He took off her cotton jacket outside and found that Su Ling was wearing a doctor's white coat inside.

It's still the same as in summer. Su Ling has no time to change clothes at all.

Her straight and slender legs were exposed outside, and the hem of the skirt was lifted to her big legs. But she was having a fever, her face was blushing, and her lips were red.

It was like being loved by....

Qin Xiao moved his Adam's apple and didn't dare to look at it anymore. He pulled the quilt on the bed to cover her.

He squatted down and took off her shoes.

Su Ling is wearing nude high heels.

The insteps are exposed, as white as jade.

He couldn't control his hands, and his hands trembled.

He admitted that he was just a beast.

Qin Xiao took off her high heels, held her small feet with her hands, curled up with her jade-white toes, delicate and cute. But it was as cold as it was carved from ice and snow.

Su Ling just had a fever and had no strength, but she was not a coma.

Her face turned red with shame and her feet were pulled back.

Qin Xiao laughed, and the man's laughter was low. He lowered his head, afraid that she would see his eyes, but he coaxed her gently: "Don't touch, don't touch."

He took off her other shoe neatly and put it in the quilt together.

After doing this, he felt that his temperature was almost the same as Su Ling's body temperature, so Tang Zi brought the doctor in.

The doctor took Su Ling's temperature first, and after the measurement, he frowned: "It's already 39 degrees and it's seven, and it's a high fever."

Su Ling looked at her with misty eyes, and the doctor was softened by her: "Can Miss Su get some drip?"

"Yes." She spoke, her voice a little hoarse.

The doctor originally wanted to prevent accidents from being with the team, so she asked Tang Zi to follow her to get the shelves and medicine.

After they left, Su Ling closed her eyes.

She didn't want to see what his eyes were now.

Actually, Qin Xiao felt a little distressed.

He knew that filming was hard, but he didn't know that it would be so hard. The moment she bumped into his arms, he thought he had a piece of ice.

Qin Xiao could not understand Su Ling's persistence in filming, nor did he know why some people would be willing to do this for some empty dreams.

He never had any dreams, nor had any hobbies, he didn't care about the ridiculous rules of the world, nor had any sympathy.

Then, as retribution, after he lived for nearly twenty-eight years, he had the same thing that he wanted to get.

I want to swallow her, I want to kiss her, I want to kiss her, I want to get to her.

I want to possess, want to rage, but I can't bear to touch it, and I'm afraid of seeing disgusting and disgusting emotions in her eyes.

He was like a person walking in the desert, about to die of thirst, holding the last drop of water tightly, and every inch of his body was clamoring for her to long for her.

However, I was damn sober and knew clearly that if I really touched it, I would have nothing left.

In the end, he will die, in this hopeless love.

He understood this feeling of crazy desire, but he could not immerse his own emotions into Su Ling's love for other things.

Zuo Yin asked him: "If you like her, can you understand that she likes acting?" He also likes feelings. If he understands one, he will probably be able to change and substitute into another.

He replied coldly: "I don't understand, how can that kind of thing be compared with her?"
To be continued...