Who is not Bai Yueguang?

A small square on the outskirts of the city suddenly became a trending topic on Weibo after a heavy snowfall. The southern compatriots who had an extraordinary imagination about the northern winter excitedly reposted a few photos, and even eagerly wanted to buy a plane ticket to come. Experience the "White Magic World".

Bi He came up from the elevator in the sunken square with an umbrella, and was immediately hit by the cold wind with snowflakes. He pulled up the scarf, wishing he could only dig two holes to expose his eyes. Where did the singing of "Congratulations on getting rich" cross the road.

There is an electronic screen at the gate of the late-stage base of Huangyao Company. Bi He glanced at it before entering the door. It is already the 10th of this month, and New Year's Eve will be a week later.

"I'm back, Qiuqiu." Bi He ran into the interior studio, passed through the staff and ran to Qiuqiu, "here, have a drink first."

Qiuqiu rested her chin on the back of the chair, covered her stomach with one hand and took the takeaway from Bi He's hand with the other, and said weakly, "Don't call me ball girl, matchhead brat."

Bi He smiled: "You still have the strength to speak."

"I still have the strength to laugh at you." Qiuqiu took a sip of the hot drink in her hand with disgust, "But I don't know whether to complain about you first or complain first. There are milk tea shops that sell ginger milk tea."

"Didn't it say that you girls can drink ginger soaked water when you have a stomachache?" Bi He said, "I ran around and couldn't find any ginger sellers. This one looks similar."

Qiuqiu rolled her eyes.

Someone passing by suddenly interjected: "Do you want ginger? I have it."

Bi He and Qiu Qiu turned their heads at the same time.

The thin and handsome young wolf king stood in front of the two, with an innocent and concerned expression on his face.

"...Brother Qiao." Qiuqiu hurriedly stood up, but was held down by Qiao Mingxi again.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Qiao Mingxi asked, he spoke slowly, obviously caring about others, but sounded lifeless, "I seem to have a little piece of ginger, I'll get it for you."

After speaking, he turned around and walked in one direction.

Qiuqiu opened her mouth, and said to Bi He, "I always feel that things like 'Qiao Mingxi brought ginger slices while filming' are worth complaining about, but it seems quite normal?"

Bi He thought for a while, and said, "Health-preserving expert...maybe."

The shooting in front of the green screen over there was proceeding in an orderly manner, and the executive director shouted Qiao Mingxi's name loudly.Here Bi He and Qiu Qiu met each other silently for a while, and when Bi He saw Qiu Qiu's face getting paler and was about to ask for a leave of absence to take her to the hospital, a dark-skinned young man ran towards them.

"Brother Yan." Bi He already knew this person, so he called out.

It was Qiao Mingxi's assistant Xiao Yan who came, and he smiled at Bi He as a greeting, took out a transparent fresh-keeping box from his arms and handed it to Qiuqiu: "Xiaoqiu, brother Mingxi asked me to give this to you."

Qiuqiu was stunned for a moment, then said thank you and reached out to take it, opened the lid and saw that there was actually a small bag of sliced ​​ginger in the box, and a small piece of what looked like brown sugar in a fresh-keeping bag.

Qiuqiu: "...Brother Ming Xi really has a heart."

Xiao Yan smiled honestly, and took out another thermos cup. As soon as he opened the lid, it was steaming: "I just filled the boiling water, let's soak two pieces first and let it cool down."

Bi He couldn't help but said: "This... can it be soaked in water directly?"

Xiao Yan was taken aback, and said, "Can't you?"

The two turned to look at Qiuqiu.

Qiuqiu: "Look what I'm doing, I don't know either."

Bi He asked Xiao Yan: "How did you drink before?"

Xiao Yan was stunned: "I don't know, when sister Xixi was filming, why did it hurt? Brother Mingxi asked me to prepare this for her, but sister Xixi never drank it once."

He was talking about Fang Xixi, who played the heroine, and Qiao Mingxi's junior sister in the same company. A few months ago, Bi He saw Xue Qiao's dedication when she followed her to Q City to see Xue Qiao. That time she insisted on hanging herself because of physical pain. Half-day Wia.I didn't expect that after a few months, the large team of film crews on location came back from City H. Qiao Mingxi still remembered this.

He is a very gentle person.Bi He rubbed his chin and thought.

The three looked at each other with a bag of sliced ​​ginger, a piece of brown sugar and a cup of hot water.

After a while, Xue Qiao took a break from the show and came to rest. After searching around, he found Bi He. When he saw the three of them, he smiled: "What are you doing?"

Seeing that Xiao Yan had rested, he quickly greeted Xue Qiao and ran to find Qiao Mingxi.

Xue Qiao asked Qiuqiu: "Are you feeling better? Otherwise, let me give you a day off today."

"No need brother." Qiuqiu waved his hand feebly, "I'll just drink some hot water."

Xue Qiao looked at the fresh-keeping box in her hand, then at Bi He, who said, "Brother Qiao gave it."

Xue Qiao smiled. Bi He and Qiao Mingxi are actually about the same age, and their appearance and temperament are somewhat similar, but it sounds weird that Bi He wants to call each other brother because of their work relationship.

In the end, she got two painkillers from Fang Xixi's agent, and Qiuqiu barely regained her vitality.

"So it's still not suitable for girls to be assistants to male artists." Fang Xixi complained casually, "It's really hard to be around either straight or gay men."

"It's not that exaggerated. Many male artists have more than one female assistant." The manager said.

Fang Xixi ate the candy and blew a bubble: "Oh, you mean that bitch Sheng Xiao?"

It was already late at night when the shooting ended, and there was a layer of fog on the car windows. Bi He played with ghostly symbols for a while: "Qiao Mingxi is so nice."

Xue Qiao smiled and said, "You don't call him brother now?"

Bi He pursed his lips: "It's off work time."

After a pause, he continued, "I met him privately once in Q City before, and I didn't expect him to be such an easy-going person."

"That's right, it looks very cold." Qiuqiu said, "I was attacked by black fans before, and my face was paralyzed."

Without waiting for the two people in the back seat to speak, she said again: "Thinking about it carefully, Brother Ming is really good, he is good-looking, his acting skills have also improved rapidly recently, and he especially spoils his fans, if it wasn't because I belong to Brother Qiao Assistant, I'm going to be his fan."

Bi He suddenly glanced at Xue Qiao.

Xue Qiao interrupted Qiuqiu in time: "I'm going to be upset if you praise other actors so much in front of me."

Qiuqiu wasn't afraid of Xue Qiao at all, and said, "Come on, it's as if you haven't boasted."

Xue Qiao coughed.

Bi He ignored him, and continued to draw symbols on the car window with a smile.

Xue Qiao leaned over to look: "What are you drawing?"

The interior of the car was narrow, and as soon as he approached, the familiar breath enveloped Bi He.

After Bi He finished the last stroke, he withdrew his hand in satisfaction.

Xue Qiao grabbed his hand and put his fingers into his own: "I don't even wear gloves, don't you think it's cold?"

Bi He still smiled: "Look at what I drew."

Xue Qiao looked up and saw that the white mist on the car window rose very quickly, but he could still faintly see what Bi He drew, to be precise, he wrote a few words.

The first row is two Chinese characters, Xue Qiao's name.

Further down, four huge letters—

"Over".

Xue Qiao: "..."

Bi He: "Hee hee."

After sending Qiuqiu and the two back home, Xue Qiao pressed Bi He against the door as soon as he entered the door.

"Gameover?" Xue Qiao asked Bi He in a low voice, biting the other's earlobe, with very malicious intentions.

Bi He laughed happily as if his laugh point had been tapped, and he was thinking of something else: "Isn't Qiao Mingxi good-looking?"

Xue Qiao didn't answer, kissed down the earlobe to the neck, and pulled Bi He's scarf.

Bi He answered himself: "Qiao Mingxi is so pretty."

Xue Qiao threw away the scarf, took off Bi He's coat, tore off the collar of his coat, and bit his collarbone.

Bi He gave a short "ah" and continued: "He looks very good. Hasn't he debuted for many years? He still looks like a high school student."

Xue Qiao put his hand into Bi He's clothes, Bi He trembled, and kept talking: "Do you think he is straight or curvy? If I were a girl, I would definitely love him to death...Ah!"

Xue Qiao stopped his hands, and pressed his forehead against Bi He's forehead, with a rare smile on his face, he touched Bi He's waist and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you in love with?"

"..." Bi He swallowed, "You."

When I went out the next day, the property had already hung red lanterns on the green belt downstairs.

Suddenly there is a New Year's atmosphere.

Bi He rubbed his waist while looking at those lanterns.

Tongzilou is also going to celebrate the New Year. Neither Bi He nor Ma Gan has any relatives. They each pay a share of the money to buy two low-quality lanterns to hang on the door.In the second year, I didn't know where to throw it away, so I had to continue to "raise money" to buy a new one.

For a high-end residence like Xue Qiao's house, the few lanterns hanging downstairs have a bit of fireworks.

Just standing there waiting for Qiuqiu and the nanny car to pick him up, a familiar person walked over with a dog on a leash.

Bored, Bi He turned his head to see him, and immediately approached Xue Qiao at the speed of light. Feeling that it was not enough, he hugged his arm again.

Xue Qiao: "???"

Bi He had been warned by Qin Liran before that he would not have excessive physical contact with Xue Qiao outside his home.

Tong Rui led a docile golden retriever past the two of them.

Bi He pretended not to see him.

Tong Rui snorted coldly, and left without looking back.

"Is he really not moving?" Bi He was really annoyed by this guy who looked like a victim every time he saw him.

Xue Qiao said: "I don't know, but if you don't like it, you can consider us moving."

Bi He was taken aback for a moment, let go of his hand and rubbed his nose: "Forget it, I'll just complain."

Xue Qiao smiled and wanted to rub his hair, but remembered that the other party was wearing a hat, so he straightened the hat for him.

"Although I look a bit motherly like this." Bi He said, "But I actually like your little moves, which make me feel like I'm full of the sour smell of love."

Xue Qiao withdrew his hand, turned around and saw the car coming, and said with a smile: "Not now, I can make you more sour after work."

Bi He inexplicably felt that his waist was even more sore: "Then I would also like to thank you for Miss Qiu for not distributing dog food during working hours."

"If you really think about it, it's not impossible." Xue Qiao opened the car door and let Bi He go up first.

"Forget it." Bi He said with a smile, "I don't have the money to buy her a golden dog food bowl."

Qiuqiu: "???"