bad daddy

It took He Yaning a long time to coax Xiao Zhu to sleep.

He gently put down the picture book, and the light pink sunset on the hard cover made his fingertips linger.Gently helping Xiaozhu tuck the corners of the quilt, He Yaning suddenly felt a little out of strength.

He went downstairs to smoke a cigarette.

As the curling smoke rises, the nerves are somewhat relaxed.He took out his mobile phone, sent a message to Xu Yingyue, and returned all the transferred money.

Xu Yingyue sent a question mark, but He Yaning didn't reply.So the question did not continue.Between him and him, this is the end.

He is timid, lacks self-confidence, and worries about gains and losses.Not being affirmed, and often questioning one's own choices.And Xiaozhu undoubtedly gave him great comfort.He Yaning thought about it and found it a little funny.Adults who seem to be in charge of their own affairs are finally relieved of their burdens because of a child.

It's 10:30 in the evening, and Wen Jia's live broadcast is already late.Plugging in the earphones, He Yaning clicked on the live broadcast link that Xiang Jie sent him. At first glance, He Yaning was taken aback by the flying comments.

"What's wrong Miss Jia?"

"Why hasn't Miss Jia come back?"

"Hahahahahaha Xiao Xiang, do you want to put on lipstick yourself?"

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Only Xiang Jie was in the camera, not Wen Jia.He Yaning couldn't help frowning.

Xiang Jie seemed a little at a loss, but he quickly calmed down.

"Now it's Xiao Xiang's assistant's small theater—" he said enthusiastically, "because what we're going to launch next is a product suitable for all our little fairies."

Xiang Jie's back was drenched in cold sweat, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the staff who were in emergency communication.He rushed to Jiebi and gestured "wait a moment", so Xiang Jie had no choice but to follow the established procedure and push forward the progress.

Xiang Jie felt that he was in the sky, and there was only a thin rope under his feet.He originally had complete safety measures, but now he only has a bamboo pole for balance in his hand.

If you fall, you will be smashed to pieces.

Xiang Jie really wanted to ask why he couldn't directly explain the situation and suspend the live broadcast, which was obviously the safest way.But he had no chance to ask questions.

Wen Jia fainted during the break.

The person was sent directly to the hospital.In the second half, the makeup that Xiang Jie was not familiar with was introduced.The most urgent thing right now is Xiang Jie.

The contingency plan launched by the working group within 5 minutes is to let Xiang Jie complete today's live broadcast task.

Xiang Jie looked at the reminder, and the smile on his face froze.Someone immediately noticed his unnaturalness: "Xiao Xiang, where did Miss Jia go? Did something happen?"

Then came the voice of echo: "That's right, that's right, Xiaoxiang will give you an accurate word, and we won't blame you."

Similar remarks are like silk threads, weaving into a fine net, tightly wrapping Xiang Jie in it.

He raised his eyes and saw the prompt, "Change the subject and continue the live broadcast."

The palms are greasy and cold.

"Miss Jia is fine, don't think about it." Xiang Jie read the comments carefully, he paused, and saw a special piece of news wrapped in the dense speech.

"Xiaojie, come on."

There is also a peach heart attached to the back.

The username consists of a string of numbers and should be newly registered.Xiang Jie intuitively felt that it was He Yaning, although there was no scientific basis for it.

Soon the news was swept away by a large number of comments.

Xiang Jie's soul almost flew away with him.

Everyone calls him Xiao Xiang.

Only He Yaning would use this title.

He Yaning really came to see it.Even if it wasn't him, Xiang Jie would rather believe that it was him.Xiang Jie took a deep breath and took out his first lipstick.

The light in front of him dimmed, and the focused light in his eyes suddenly dispersed.Xiang Jie took out a piece of paper numbly and wiped his lips gently.

Burning pain.

He forgot how he survived.Things got a little out of control at first.After all, this is Wen Jia's live broadcast room. Although some people came to see Xiang Jie's face, they didn't have much expectation for him to promote the goods.

He is just a pretty boy who occasionally jokes with Wen Jia, an ornament for the queen.

When Xiang Jie picked up the powder and began to pat the skin around his lips, he suddenly pressed the mute switch in his mind.

The ten thousand zhang abyss suddenly disappeared from his eyes.

For the first lipstick, he accurately reported the color number, and briefly introduced the relevant information of the product—that was the homework he would do every time he cooperated with Wenjia on the broadcast.

Then came the color test session. Other anchors would test the color on the skin of their arms. After Xiang Jie thought about it, he still applied it on his own lips according to the established plan.

Comment and blow up again.

Some people say that Xiang Jie is really brave, and some people say that Xiang Jie is very suitable for makeup.There was a lot of chatter in the live broadcast room.After all, all the cosmetics promotions were girls before, and Xiang Jie was the first to eat crabs. Fortunately, no one was disgusted.

The partner who came up temporarily was a little girl with baby fat, who responded to the comment with a smile: "Xiao Xiang is really white enough to shine."

Looking at himself in the camera, Xiang Jie felt a little strange.All I could think about was, what would he say if he were Wen Jia?He has followed so many times, unconsciously substituting Wen Jia's rhythm and aura.

He even forgot to worry about what He Yaning would think if he saw it.

"I personally recommend this one. It is also very friendly to yellow and black skin. The red color is not too ostentatious, and you can apply a thin layer on it. With a gentler makeup, the whole person will be very fresh."

The experience of playing a part-time job in the luxury goods counter and makeup area in college accidentally saved his life. Xiang Jie brought out all the sweet words of dating: "Summer Little Cherry, it's you."

I don't know if it was out of sympathy, or because Xiang Jie's performance today is indeed a bit remarkable. When the link was posted, although the purchasing power of the audience was slightly weaker than before, it quickly achieved the desired effect.

"Xiang Jie." A roll of paper tapped the back of Xiang Jie's hand lightly.He suddenly came back to his senses, as if waking up from a dream.

"It's over." The other party pointed to the live broadcast room that had been cleaned up, the spotlights were turned off, and the crowd had dissipated, "The live broadcast is over."

"Jia...how is Miss Jia?" Xiang Jie finally came to his senses, "Is she alright?"

"Wake up, in the hospital." The other party reached out to stop him, "Go after dawn, it's past twelve o'clock now."

He stretched out his hands and rubbed his face. After being stimulated by the light for a long time, his eyes were dry and painful.He bent down to find artificial tears from the drawer, and with a strong hand, most of the drops fell into his eyes, and a little bit trickled down his cheeks.

Is that He Yaning?

He closed his eyes and took out his phone from his pocket.It was already 12:30, and Xiang Jie hesitated for a while, but his fingers still only stayed on the address book page.

The phone yelled without warning, startling Xiang Jie.He saw the caller's name clearly, and his already calm heart began to beat crazily again.

He pressed twice before answering the phone.

"You said you wanted to come to me, but you didn't come." He Yaning complained on the phone, "I have no choice but to call you."

It was obviously a very normal tone, but Xiang Jie couldn't help the tip of his nose sore.

"Where are you?" he asked sniffling.

"I'm in the hospital." He Yaning held a can of coffee in his hand.There is some work to be done at hand, and when I looked up, I found that it was so late.

After waiting and waiting for Xiang Jie's call, He Yaning couldn't help feeling a little anxious.He wouldn't extravagantly expect the other party to come over at night, but at least, he should make a phone call to report that he is safe.

Especially tonight.

"I seem to see you today." Xiang Jie said suddenly, "Is it you?"

"...I've been in the hospital." He Yaning tried to hide.

"You told me to come on." Xiang Jie said, "You know, I was scared to death at that time."

"You behaved very well." He Yaning had to admit that he really cared about Chaos, "I..."

"Brother, thank you." Xiang Jie interrupted him, "Without you, I really don't know what to do."

He Yaning sometimes reflects on what kind of quality Xiang Jie really makes him addicted to.

Is it appearance, figure, or vigorous youth?Those are just perishable crusts.But at this moment, He Yaning felt that he seemed to understand a little bit.

What attracted him was Xiang Jie's youthfulness and sincerity, his unconditional admiration and dependence.And...with Xiang Jie, He Yaning felt that his barren and boring life seemed to be full of hope again.

"I didn't hit the market today," Xiang Jie reported to He Yaning with some pride, "the lipstick sold a lot." Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, "Hey, you probably didn't buy it!"

He Yaning was amused by his surprise: "What? So what if I bought it? Is there a problem with the product quality?"

"That's not true. You don't use lipstick..." Xiang Jie murmured, "You wouldn't really buy it, would you?"

He Yaning cleared his throat, "I bought it, but there are not many."

"You are spending on impulse." Xiang Jie disagreed.

"Don't be impulsive." He Yaning shook the empty jar and threw it into the trash can casually, "Did anyone tell you that you look good with lipstick?"

Xiang Jie blushed, and heard He Yaning's voice, scratching his ears numbly: "Hey, just think I'm supporting you."