Four male gods forced me to transform [Entertainment]

Bu Li thought of that evening, the evening when he waited stubbornly downstairs in the hotel.

He was uneasy, hesitant, anxious, and contradictory, and no one knew.

Bu Li looked up at Si Qiu.

The person who was out of reach suddenly became within reach, and he was sitting in front of him, but he didn't look at him.

Si Qiu's expression was usually cold, as if he didn't know Bu Li at all.

Too.In the episode of just a few seconds, I didn't even meet my eyes, if I can remember it, there will be a ghost.

There is a sense of shame of being exposed for being passionate, which makes Bu Li feel ashamed and ashamed.

Bu Li felt that he was ridiculous, not that he was fooled, but that he clearly felt that he was fooled, and wanted to find the culprit who fooled him, but found that no one was deliberately fooling him.

I thought I was in it, following the ups and downs of the plot, so that I gave emotion, but in fact I just watched a long-planned, self-directed and self-acted good show.

Immortals fight and he is nothing.

Who is popular, who is confused, who is eliminated, who is promoted, who bullies others, who is bullied, so what does it matter to him?

He wasn't even the one they were fooling, so who should he blame for fooling him?

Everything has its own arrangements.

No one needs his temporary kindness, and no one cares about his superfluous kindness.

He is powerless to change anything, this is the cruelest fact.

Bu Li let out a sigh of relief.Since this is the case, then he should act as if nothing happened and continue to be his little man.

The three looked at each other speechlessly.

After Bu Li figured it out, his eyes began to look left and right dishonestly. With the mood of the melon-eating crowd, he fulfilled his small person's right to watch. Looking at it, he suddenly understood the meaning of the word "front" in Chi Ling's mouth.

These two people, one with an aura of 1.9 meters, and the other with an aura of [-] meters, are sharp and cold, and are evenly matched. No wonder Yu Xuan said that they are going to fight on the bed. It is really hard to say who will get on and who will get off.How can a marriage be happy if the bed is not harmonious?Bu Li guessed that this is probably how the word "Qian" came about.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

No one spoke, no one ate, and no one ordered. Even the waiters were under the pressure of the strange aura and did not dare to interfere.

"Aren't you abroad?" Chi Ling broke the deadlock.

"Just came back." Si Qiu was always concise.

"No wonder the cars have all been evacuated." Chi Ling lowered his face and said in a very bad tone, "Come here just after getting off the plane? You spy on me."

Si Qiu was noncommittal.

Chi Ling sneered, looking very angry, but his words were ambiguous, "It seems that you still care about me."

"No." Si Qiu resolutely denied it, his eyes wandering towards Bu Li.

Chi Ling followed Si Qiu's gaze and looked at Bu Li together, frowning, "Because of him?"

Stepping away from a spirit, he quickly denied Sanlian, trying to hide himself from the unpredictable Shura field: "I didn't, it's none of my business, I don't know him, I met him for the first time today, really, hello, hello, Ah ha ha."

"It's because of you that you invited a passerby to dinner for no reason." Si Qiu replied.

Of course, it’s not just dinner, but also the special preferential treatment on stage, the insistence of asking the TV station to transfer someone to be an assistant, and he must be stubborn, which rarely aroused Si Qiu’s curiosity, which is not too much, so he came to see it on a whim. Who is this particular passerby?

If it wasn't for Chi Ling, he would be no more than a clump of weeds by the side of the road.It was Chi Ling himself who made him notice the weeds.In view of the fact that too many explanations will easily affect the consistent high-cold image, it is simplified and omitted, and the most representative incidents are selected to illustrate.

Passers-by?He actually said I was a passerby? !Bu Li fainted, and what was even more tragic was that even he himself felt that Si Qiu was right.

Chi Ling was not so easy to fool, and asked directly: "Do you think I will believe it?"

Si Qiu paused, Gu Zuo said to him, "You are always so sensitive."

Chi Ling changed his posture, leaning on the dining table, squinting at Si Qiu, "I can be more sensitive."

With a "click", something fell down.

Bu Li lowered his head and glanced under the table, suddenly petrified.

Don't ask how the well-worn retro high-top white shoes on the male god's feet fell off, anyway, they just fell off.

A bare foot protruded obliquely from under the dining table, slowly moved up along the ankle of the person beside him, drew an arc, and finally stopped on the calf, poking it lightly.

Si Qiu's face was extremely pale, as if something dirty was glued on, his expression was subtly distorted.He endured it for a few seconds, then suddenly pushed away the chair, stood up and buttoned his suit, turned around and walked into the restaurant.

"Come here," he said.

The corners of Chi Ling's lips curled up, showing a kind of narrowness after a successful prank.He coughed, stood up and patted Bu Li's hand, "Excuse me, you can do whatever you want."

The shoes were not worn properly, the heels were all on the soles of the feet, and when going down the steps, he stumbled a little, and the image of the male god collapsed, but it still couldn't prevent Chi Ling from being disgusted to Si Qiu's good mood.

Step away from the forehead, pretending that he didn't see anything.

When the two walked away, he rang the bell on the table and called the waiter, "This steak is too raw, can you return it to the pot for me, I want it to be fully cooked."

Waiter: ...

Toilet.

Si Qiu bent down, patted the unmarked trouser legs again and again, finally patted away the discomfort all over his body, felt that his hands were also dirty, and hurriedly turned on the faucet, washing his hands over and over again tirelessly.

"Very interesting kid, isn't it?" Chi Ling took out a cigarette and lit it, leaning against the wall, and said absently.

Si Qiu froze for a moment, unable to escape Chi Ling's eyes.

"Why are you so nervous? Why, you also fell in love with it? That's no good, I'll do it first..." Chi Ling paused, raised his eyebrows, "Well, old rules, I'll test it for you first, see if it's right It’s not that I owed you in the previous life, but I’m looking for you to make amends in this life. If yes... I’ll pay you back.”

"if not?"

"Then you don't care."

"You didn't apologize to me, no one sorry to me." Si Qiu turned his head and looked at Chi Ling with pity, "You don't need to make amends, you need to see a psychiatrist."

"It's you who should see the psychiatric department." Chi Ling took a deep puff of cigarette and sprayed it on Si Qiu's neck on purpose, "That's how you are, you treat things beyond your understanding as if they don't exist, you're self-righteous, and you only think of yourself as your own." Center, no wonder there is a cleanliness."

Si Qiu finally changed his face, but not because of Chi Ling's sarcasm.He turned off the faucet, quickly dried his hands, took out the odor eliminator in his suit pocket and sprayed it vigorously, while striding away from Chi Ling.

Chi Ling turned around to support the wall, and finally laughed out loud, as if stimulating Si Qiu to change his face was the greatest joy in his life.

After Si Qiu took care of his personal hygiene, he reluctantly walked to Chi Ling and reminded him with a straight face, "You have a sense of proportion."

"Don't worry, it's just a Fogg. It was your thing in the previous life, and it will only be earlier in this life." Chi Ling shrugged, not paying attention to it at all.

But soon he found that he had misunderstood what Si Qiu meant.

Si Qiu looked outside the door, obviously not Fogg, but probably Bu Li.

"Who are you talking about? Him?" Chi Ling raised his voice.

Si Qiu responded with a tacit consent instead.

"What do you think I'm going to do? Who do you think I am? Li Mi? I'm hungry, and I always play people into the hospital?" Chi Ling's voice was an octave higher, full of surprise, and Si Qiu couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Chi Ling realized his gaffe, so he calmed down quickly, controlled his voice, and tried to put on an attitude of being a boss, "You're not the only one who has a cleanliness."

The meaning is that I don't like Bu Li, whoever I love, it won't be him anyway.It's a pity that the tone was too pretentious, it sounded like a vengeance.

Si Qiu looked at Chi Ling.

He understands Chi Ling, who is indifferent, scheming, sensitive, and pessimistic, but he has no resistance to all kind and simple things.

Like the boy sitting outside.

"You are abnormal." Si Qiu hesitated to speak, and finally concluded his statement: "It's good to do it yourself."

"None of your business." Chi Ling didn't appreciate it, put out the cigarette, turned and went out.

Si Qiu followed.

The two returned to their seats, just in time to meet the waiter coming to serve the food.

A plate of steaming well-cooked steak made Bu Li salivate after being hungry for a long time. He stared all the way with bright eyes, and suddenly turned to the opposite side just a second before it fell into his plate.

Si Qiu knocked on the table, the waiter was stunned for two seconds, and obediently put the steak in front of Si Qiu.

Step away:? ? ?

Si Qiu stuffed the napkin, cut off a small piece and put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, with a happy expression and seemed very satisfied.

"Who ordered it?" Si Qiu asked.

"Me." Bu Li answered honestly.

"How do you know I eat well-done steak?" Si Qiu asked again.

"I don't know!" Bu Li was baffled, thinking how could I know that a noble CEO like you eats well-done steak like a passer-by like me, and even robbed me of it, do you know what you are doing, Mr. President? ?Are you really shameless with too much money?

"Don't you not know him?" Chi Ling pointed, looking at Bu Li playfully, as if he had already seen through everything.

"I really don't know him!" Bu Li was in a hurry, raising his hands in protest, "The steak is mine, I thought it was too raw and let them go back to the pot, I even took a bite of me..."

Si Qiu petrified.

The hand holding the knife and fork stopped in mid-air.The chewing action froze at the corner of the mouth.

"Hahahahaha..." Kaolin Zhihua shrugged her shoulders and couldn't hold back anymore, laughing like a sunflower on the spot.

The sound of water came from the end of the corridor.

Si Qiu went to the bathroom and vomited.

In a high-end restaurant where ordinary people are afraid to vomit, no one frowns, no one dares to take care of him, who made him the boss.

Si Qiu returned to his seat after vomiting, and ordered Bu Li to evict the guests, "You can go."

He covered his mouth with a square scarf, re-sprayed the cologne, and seemed to have changed his suit.He narrowed his eyes and looked at Bu Li dangerously, warning with his eyes: "Okay, I remember you, just wait for me."

Bu Li trembled, overwhelmed with embarrassment, subconsciously looked to Chi Ling for help.

Bu Li thought that Chi Ling would smooth things over for him, but he didn't.

Chi Ling took out the key and threw it to Bu Li, then waved his hand, as if chasing away a dispensable passer-by, "You go first, go back to the studio and wait for me."

It turned out to be the same as asking him to go.Bu Li's face collapsed, even though he knew that the two people on the opposite side were the ones with stories, and he had no right to be disappointed, he still felt extremely disappointed.

He couldn't stop himself from thinking this way: Did Chi Ling really not know that Si Qiu would come?Does he really want to treat himself to dinner?Was his apology and gratitude genuine?Obviously everything is under control, even without himself, he can still get the desired result, so what apology and thanks?Or, did he know that he was looking for Si Qiu privately, so he deliberately kept himself by his side, trying to use him to stimulate his "ex" fiance?

Bu Li doesn't want to think so.He doesn't want to think too badly of good-looking people, this is his only principle of being a man - Yan Ze.

But it's time to go.

Bu Li bit his lip, quickly packed his things, and left this place that made him incompatible.

He should not have come, nor should he exist.

My stomach growled again.so hungry.Since he sat down, he took a sip of the drink that spewed out and a small mouthful of bloody steak.He didn't want to rub any high-end things, he just wanted to fill his stomach, why is it so difficult?

Bu Li thought sadly, but was suddenly stopped by the waiter at the front desk before going out.

The waiter bowed slightly, bowed and apologized to Bu Li, and then handed Bu Li the high-grade metal embossed lacquered food box in his hand.

"Hello, this was originally the afternoon tea snack that Mr. Chi ordered. He said he was sorry to disturb your meal and asked me to give this to you. He also added a pan-fried foie gras with cheese ham. Due to the rush of preparation time, the taste may not be the best, please forgive me and wish you a pleasant meal."

"Thank you!" Bu Li took the food box and was so moved that he wanted to cry.

What is the piranha, he lost his memory.

God is so nice.

The male god is the best! ! !

Bu Xin was in full bloom, pointing to the food box and asked the waiter, "Do you want to return this after eating?"

The waiter froze, "...no need."

After Bu Li left, the expressions of the two of them did not change at all, as if they just dispersed a cloud of slightly pleasant air.

Chi Ling re-ordered the meal, and ate boringly in front of Si Qiu who was bored.

When dessert was served, Chi Ling said, "When will the car be returned to me?"

It is not an interrogative sentence, but an affirmative sentence.

Si Qiu was speechless.It took four years to customize it by hand, and it is the only one in the world. How confident is it to occupy other people's private cars?

"Afternoon." Si Qiuyan was insincere, afraid that his attitude would be too cold and hard to make Chi Ling unhappy, so he thought about it and added: "I'll see you off."

Chi Ling raised his head and looked around, "This restaurant is not bad."

"Okay." Si Qiu tapped his fingers, "What else do you want?"

"Let's think about it." Chi Ling blinked, "It seems that Fogg is really important to you."

"No, it's your CeMontagne." Si Qiu corrected.

"You're still generous, not like Li Mi..." Chi Ling quietly bypassed Si Qiu's topic and asked, "Where is Li Mi? Are you still abroad? If you don't come back again, if you play with his heart, don't come here." Find me."

Si Qiu picked up his mobile phone and sent a message, conveying sincere greetings to someone on the other side of the ocean for Chi Ling.

There will be a reply soon.

[Which darling? ]

Chi Ling rolled his eyes, "Su Yanming."

The news came again, Si Qiu turned the phone.

[Don't remember, whatever you want. ]

Chi Ling snorted, "Men really don't have a good thing."

Si Qiu raised his eyebrows and stared at Chi Ling.

"What's the matter, I didn't say what a good thing I am. No one is a good thing, so don't hate anyone." Chi Ling said, picked up a napkin and wiped his hands, satiated with wine and food, got up and left, " Thanks for the treat. Don't forget to check out, 'former' boss."