"A little bit." Xue Youka withdrew his hand, "I'm fine. I only have one set of scenes left. Just finish filming."

Cheng Yu took out his mobile phone as if nothing had happened: "Whatever you want to eat, I'll give you some."

"I want to eat snail noodles."

Cheng Yu: "..."

Xue Youka wanted to laugh when she saw his patient expression: "I'm just kidding, there are so many people here, I can't eat."

"There are all seafood nearby, you can't eat it... there is Hunan cuisine, let me order some Hunan cuisine for you."

"Uh-huh."

After returning to the dressing room and ordering takeout, Director Guo came to see Xue Youka and gave them a fruit plate and two cups of Starbucks that he had just ordered: "Thank you for your hard work, teacher. We will finish filming this afternoon's scene. Teacher

How many levels have you reached in the game?”

"Only level 18..."

"That means you haven't unlocked Song Ci lv.2 yet?"

"not yet……"

"I have discussed with the team about the style of Song Ci lv.2, and I also want you to take the photo. The price will be increased by 20,000 yuan from the original contract, and one set of pictures will be changed to two sets. The photo will be completed in one go tomorrow. What do you think?"

Xue Youka's eyes lit up, and when he was about to nod and say yes, he was interrupted by Cheng Yu: "We'll think about it after eating."

Director Guo looked at this handsome guy who didn't look easy to mess with.

"There's something wrong with your props." Cheng Yu picked up the metal glove and was about to curse when Xue Youka spoke first: "No problem, I can take it."

Director Guo: "Is there anything wrong with this glove?"

Xue Youka: "There's no big problem, it's just a little small and a little worn. It doesn't really matter."

"I'm really sorry. I made it in this size when I ordered it. Thank you for your patience. If you have any questions, please let us know."

As soon as Director Guo left, Cheng Yu said to him: "Your hands are like that, why are you clapping? You don't want to use your hands anymore?"

"Don't worry, the next set of pictures won't be like this suit. We don't have these gloves." Xue Youka said, taking a sip of coffee and opening the lid of the fruit plate with some difficulty. His palms were so painful that he couldn't even fork the fruit.

Cheng Yu saw that he wanted to eat dragon fruit, so he picked up a fork and forked a piece of it to feed him: "Stop moving your hands...open your mouth."

Xue Youka didn't take it well: "You don't have to feed me... don't talk nonsense."

The original sentence of "stop talking nonsense" got stuck in his throat and he swallowed it alive. Cheng Yu didn't say anything and continued to feed him dragon fruit.

After a while, the takeaway arrived.

"Who is... Mr. Negative Han? Well, your takeaway has arrived."

Xue Youka choked on her coffee.

Cheng Yu only ordered takeout for Xue Youka, and the name on the takeout software was automatically written as "Heartless Man". Today, he changed the address and forgot to change his name.

Cheng Yu ignored the looks from other people in the studio and brought in the takeout.

As soon as I brought it in, a second wave of takeaways came: "...the last number is 6767, takeaways from the heartless man."

"Why did you buy two more?" Xue Youka was unpacking Hunan dishes, "What did you buy? Desserts."

Cheng Yu took out several boxes of band-aids and disinfectant alcohol from the brown paper bag.

After unpacking the disinfectant alcohol and cotton swabs, Cheng Yu said, "Mimi, give me your hand."

Xue Youka hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand. Cheng Yu took his fingertips and sprayed alcohol on his palms, especially the red and swollen joints.

The cold and pungent smell of alcohol spread, and Xue Youka quickly stretched out his other hand to close the takeaway lid.

"Don't move." Cheng Yu glanced at him, tore off the bandage, and applied it very gently to his finger joints. He worked with each finger one by one. After applying it with one hand, he asked him: "This is the bandage."

Give me your hand."

Xue Youka actually felt that there was no point in attaching it, because the glove was made of metal and it would make it harder to put it on, but he didn't say a word and looked down at Cheng Yu's serious movements.

Cheng Yu carefully covered his other hand with band-aids: "Okay."

Xue Youka raised his hands and curled his five fingers like a little tiger: "But this makes it inconvenient for me to hold chopsticks."

Cheng Yu looked at him acting cute, but still had no expression: "If you have a spoon, maybe I will feed you."

After tearing open the cutlery bag, Xue Youka took out a spoon and said that he could do it. Cheng Yu opened all the takeout boxes, picked out boneless diced chicken from the spicy chicken, and put it into his spoon: "It's better to eat with your hands like this."

Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Originally he could bear it, but it was Cheng Yu who felt so threatened here. In fact, there was no need for a band-aid.

He could clearly feel Cheng Yu's kindness to him.

"I noticed that your temper has improved today." Xue Youka suddenly said.
Chapter completed!