After a hidden marriage with the opponent's top traffic

"C'mon, c'mon!" As soon as Bai Wenyan left, Mu Nan tore off the ring, as if the ring could transmit a virus.

Cheng Han also took off the ring on his ring finger, and he handed Mu Nan a ring box. "Usually put it with your assistant, maybe it will be used at any time."

Mu Nan pinched the ring with his fingertips and put it in the box with disgust, but he still put it away resignedly.

"You?" Mu Nan asked awkwardly, "How did you find this place? And you're carrying... this thing."

Cheng Han didn't answer directly, but said: "One more mind than you is enough."

Mu Nan: "Are you mocking me?"

"Well," Cheng Han raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "You discovered all of this."

"Hiss—" Mu Nan gasped.

"What's the matter? Toothache?" Cheng Han laughed unbearably.

Mu Nan: "Why can't I control my hands that want to hit someone?"

Mu Nan and Cheng Han walked home side by side. There were no pedestrians on the road in the community, and it was a rare pleasure for them to stroll along the boulevard together.

Mu Nan couldn't remember how long he hadn't breathed air freely.As a celebrity entertainer, he must be fully armed when going out, and he must hide like a thief.

This moment of freedom is precious to him now.Of course, it would be better if there is no such annoying person around.

"Hey, you haven't answered me yet," Mu Nan jumped up and tore off a leaf, "How did you know I was there, and it happened to be wearing a ring? Tell me! Do you have eyeliner by my side?"

Cheng Han put his hands in his pockets, and walked at a steady pace.Hearing this, he glanced at Mu Nan: "Yes, espionage warfare is never out of date."

"Go to your spy battle, I'm still fighting authentically!"

The two bickered and walked all the way home.The midday sun pierced through the gaps in the dense foliage, and spots of light fell on their heads and bodies.

From time to time, Mu Nan's violent protests could be heard in the wind. His back image was like a little rabbit, jumping up and down in anger.

The air gradually became dry and hot, Mu Nan took off his coat, revealing his white and tender forearms.He wiped off the thin sweat from his forehead, but two crystal beads of sweat leaked from the tip of his nose.

It is summer.

Mu Nan lowered his head, looked at his fleshy arm, and fell into deep despair.

He hasn't had time to lose weight yet, why is it already summer?

Because Cheng Han needs to exercise every day, a room at home has been transformed into a gym.

Now Mu Nan is standing at the entrance of the gym, looking left and right, pinching the flesh on his arm in front of the mirror.

"Give up," a playful voice came from behind him, "Look at Xiaobai Duoyuan, it is your own, and this is the power of blood."

Mu Nan turned his head and glared, but Cheng Han had already passed by him, got on the treadmill, first adjusted to a 6th gear and started jogging.

Cheng Han was wearing sportswear with short sleeves and shorts.Although his figure is also thin, he has very good-looking muscle lines. When he bends his arms, his biceps bulge out a smooth arc, neither exaggerated muscle mass nor flat fat.

Mu Nan admitted that he was sore.

This is his ideal body.

He stretched out his feet tentatively, walked to the front of the strength training equipment step by step, inserted two weight plates, and tried to perform tension training.

"Don't move." At this moment, Cheng Han's voice came from the treadmill.

"What? Do you have an opinion?"

"Come here to warm up first." Cheng Han nodded to a treadmill next to him.

"Oh." Mu Nan stood on the treadmill without reason, and let Cheng Han set him on the 4th speed fast walking mode, "Go fast for a while first, you can add a little slope."

Mu Nan resigned himself to walking on the treadmill. He put on a bluetooth headset and listened to music to make up for his boredom.

But as he listened, someone's voice entered Mu Nan's ears through the noise-canceling headphones.

"Would the Eternal God never gave a commandment against suicide! This is a barren garden, full of dead flowers and weeds, yet bearing fruit."

"Fragility, your name is a woman!"

"But it is broken, my heart!"[1]

Mu Nan took off his earphones, only to confirm that it was Cheng Han who was reciting his lines.Using his little knowledge of drama, he judged that what he was reciting was Shakespeare's Hamlet.

"What are you doing?" Mu Nan asked.

"Practice the lines." Cheng Han's running speed did not slow down, but his breath was still controlled steadily.

Mu Nan reluctantly praised him in his heart, "Are you going to act in a drama?"

"No, it's just that Shakespeare is more suitable for practice."

Mu Nan asked again: "But the current film and television dramas are all post-dubbing, what's the use of your lines?"

Cheng Han stopped the treadmill slowly, wiped the sweat off his face with a towel, and finally he could hear the severe panting in his voice, "I'm not from a major, since I decided to do this job, I'll make up for the basics as much as possible. "

"Are you planning to be an actor in the future?" Mu Nan asked.

This time Cheng Han hesitated for a moment, and then said "hmm".

"Yes, if you sing, you will act." He said to himself.

Cheng Han was noncommittal, but asked instead: "What about you?"

"Me?" Mu Nan also got off the treadmill, "Maybe it's better to sing, and I won't do anything else."

"Don't want to try acting?" Cheng Han asked.

Mu Nan shook his head: "I haven't learned it, and I haven't tried it."

"Oh," Cheng Han said lightly, "then why not try it, the most indispensable thing in the world is choice, take a look at every road."

Immediately afterwards, before Mu Nan started to think about this sentence, he walked up to the bench press and patted the barbell: "Come on, Xiaobai will praise you for your inspiration after seeing it."

After coming out of the gym, Mu Nan was almost exhausted.

He struggled to pick up Xiaobai, and wiped away his tears like a playwright: "Baby, Dad has suffered for you."

Xiaobai opened his big round eyes, and kicked the rabbit's legs wildly.But Mu Nan suddenly realized something: "No, baby, I still have to give you a proper name. You see, you are my own, so you must have my surname. Why don't you call me Papaya? It's delicious. of."

noob:? ? ?

Cheng Han, who happened to hear it, saw a lot of doubts in the eyes of a rabbit.

Mu Nan thought of Xiao Hui again: "You also have to have a name. Why don't you share your adoptive father's surname, after all, he brought you back, so you have to give him the right to use your surname."

"Then let's call you oranges, they are all fruits."

Cheng Han finally couldn't listen anymore, and tried to stop Mu Nan's "abuse of rabbits". After all, living with these two names for more than ten years is a kind of psychological shadow for any rabbit.

But Cheng Han's mouth was not as fast as Mu Nan's, and he had already posted a Weibo in an instant.

[Mu Nan: Name the two cubs, papaya on the left and orange on the right, let’s get to know each other. 】

Mu Nan's fans have always been known for blowing rainbow farts, but in the face of this name, no one can boast.

In just one minute, the comment area was already filled with question marks.

[Little rabbit, do you have a lot of question marks? 】

【Nannan, do you really think this name is better than Brother Haier and Brother Haier? 】

【Am I stupid?Calling papaya might as well be called wood. 】

Mu Nan saw that everyone didn't appreciate the name he chose, so he posted a second Weibo angrily: [You people who don't understand aesthetics! 】

The fans can only show the patience to coax the children: [All right, all right, it sounds great! 】

[Nannanqi's name is the best, little papaya, little orange, come here and kiss me, vomit——]

"You don't think it sounds good too?" Mu Nan also had doubts about himself, he looked at Cheng Han and asked.

Cheng Han was silent for a moment, and then said with difficulty: "Actually, it doesn't have to be my last name."

Mu Nan: ...

After half a month of building muscle, Mu Nan finally had faint muscle lines on his arms.But this is still far from what he expected.

One day, when he was lying dead after strength training, Jager, who hadn't seen him for half a month, finally came to the door with a new round of announcements and resources.

Only this time, Jaeger brought two different pieces of news, no matter which one of these two pieces of news was, it was enough to become a turning point in Mu Nan's career.

"Bai Wenyan found me and said that he can fund you to open a studio for me. He will contribute all the money, no shares, and will also pay the company liquidated damages."

"What about the second one?" Mu Nan asked.

"I got an offer for the second male lead in a workplace romance IP drama, do you want to try acting?"

Mu Nan glanced at the direction of Cheng Han's bedroom, and he couldn't help but think of Cheng Han's words again.

Those two, no matter which one, seemed to be enough to make his heart beat.

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