Mr. President's Little Banana [Entertainment]

Seeing this, Xiao Jiao couldn't help becoming worried again, and hastily stretched out his finger to try it under Yuan Shaojun's nose. Fortunately, his breathing was basically normal, and he must have fallen asleep due to being too tired.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, he was also sleepy. After yawning, he pushed Yuan Shaojun, who was in a deep sleep, into the bed, and lay on his side on the edge of the bed.

There is only such a bed in the house, and this bed is only so big, it can only be squeezed for one night.

But this single bed was really too narrow, Er Shao Yuan spread out his arms and legs to occupy most of the space, Xiao Jiao almost rolled off the bed to the ground a few times after falling asleep.As a last resort, he had no choice but to turn around and face Yuan Shaojun, and put his arms around his waist, like hugging a pillar.

Species relationship, Xiao Jiao's body temperature is a little lower than that of ordinary people, while Yuan Shaojun's body is hot like a stove. It is very hot to be next to him in summer, but this can avoid the pain of falling out of bed and waking up, so it is a little hotter Also tolerable.

Meanwhile, Yuan Ershao, who was in a coma, felt something cool and slippery in his arms. It felt quite good, so he hugged it with his backhand.

The moonlight shines into the room through the gray frosted glass, and shines on the two people who are embracing and sleeping on the wooden bed.

The crickets chirped silently in the grass outside the window, playing a midsummer serenade.

the next morning.

Yuan Shaojun woke up to the sound of chirping birds, and moved his arms unconsciously, but found nothing.

He opened his eyes. The hangover headache and body aches made him very uncomfortable, and his vision was a little blurred. After a while, his eyes became clearer, and he couldn't help being surprised. He was lying in an old dilapidated room. The gray and water-stained walls were peeling off in pieces like alopecia areata, and there were spider webs hanging in the corners of the ceiling.The only few pieces of furniture in the room were very simple and bleak, just like unearthed cultural relics, exuding an unpleasant stale smell.

Strange, how could he sleep in such a ghostly place?

Just when he was wondering, the light and shadow at the door suddenly changed, and a boy came in, fair and handsome, with fresh eyes, wearing a simple white T-shirt and blue jeans, his whole body was as clean and transparent as the sky after washing, lining the originally dark The room is a little brighter.

Seeing Yuan Shaojun on the bed staring at him with a pair of dark eyes, Xiao Jiao was startled for a moment, and then happily said, "Second Young Master Yuan, you're awake."

Yuan Shaojun replied vaguely, feeling a little confused for a while, what's going on, why is this boy's naked appearance dangling in his mind, when did he open his eyes and gain the ability to see through?

He sat up clutching his swollen head, and it took him a while to piece together a general idea of ​​what happened last night.I went to Jinghong Hotel outside the film and television city to have dinner with the main creators of "The Secret History of the West Palace" last night, and got drunk by accident.Later, when he left the hotel, he went to the wrong door, and was beaten up by a group of hooligans in the field, and his mobile phone was also snatched by the group of bastards, and then he was taken to this broken house by the guy named Banana in front of him. coming.

It's not that he has clairvoyance, it's that last night the boy was shamelessly naked, trying to use his beauty to seduce him, but he was determined and didn't let him succeed.

But this guy helped him after all, and he put on a show last night with painstaking efforts, and he couldn't justify it if he didn't express it.

Yuan Shaojun thought for a while, and then raised one corner of his mouth, showing a smile that he thought was cool, handsome and captivating, "Little Banana, you have successfully attracted my young master's attention."

That's what the lines say in this situation, right?

It's a pity that Yuan Ershao's face is now bruised and swollen like a pig's head. No matter his expression or his lines, Xiao Jiao only finds it funny, so he can hardly breathe from laughing, "Hahahaha , my name is not Little Banana, I am Xiao Jiao. Er Shao, you are so interesting, if you go to filming, it must be very interesting hahahahahaha!"

Yuan Shaojun: "..."

Interesting and interesting?Isn't it handsome and charming?

Why is this different from what I expected? Shouldn't this guy be so fascinated by himself that he would fall under his jeans?

Yuan Ershao was quite dissatisfied with Xiao Jiao's reaction, but seeing his crooked brows and eyes when he smiled, two peach-like pink halos appeared on his fair face, he felt that the effect seemed to be okay, and the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, but He gasped in pain as he pulled the bruise on his face.

Seeing this, Xiao Jiao stopped laughing, and said solemnly: "Second Young Master, young people, don't drink too much, or you will hurt your body, and accidents are easy to happen. Look at how dangerous it was last night."

Old Zhaotou didn't have any hobbies in his life, but he liked to drink a little wine. He usually drank one or two with a meal, and occasionally he would drink half a catty when he was happy. He was so drunk that he danced and sang and danced at home.Once when he ran out in the middle of the night and fell into the ditch, a big bag fell on his head. At that time, Xiao Jiao was still a banana tree that could not move his nest, so he could only watch him lie in the ditch all night. .

The next day, after sobering up, Old Zhao will feel uncomfortable all day long, and he can't eat any food. He regrets that he shouldn't drink too much the night before, and keeps saying that he won't drink more next time.It's just that after a while, the scar will be healed and the pain will be forgotten, and it will be fine to stumble again.

Yuan Shaojun: "..."

What's going on with this sudden old-fashioned look?This guy should be less than twenty, why does it look like he is possessed by a 70-year-old man?His father and his father are also old, and they will not teach him in this tone.

Seeing that he frowned and remained silent, Xiao Jiao asked again with concern: "Second Young Master, how do you feel now, can you get out of bed and walk?"

As a man, of course Yuan Shaojun couldn't say no, he could only reluctantly drag his body out of the bed, tried his best to control his facial expression, not to let himself grin his teeth, and walked two steps as smartly and steadily as possible.

Snow!The gang of trash hit him hard last night, making his whole body ache, but fortunately, there shouldn't be any serious injuries.

Seeing that Yuan Er Shao's posture was a bit awkward, but he was walking steadily, Xiao Jiao breathed a sigh of relief: "Second Young Master, since you are fine, please go home by yourself, I have to go out."

Yuan Shaojun subconsciously asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to the film and television city to find a job." Xiao Jiao replied, and took out the mooncake box from the bedside table without hesitation, counted out a handful of change by one or two, folded them neatly and stuffed them into his trouser pocket.

Yuan Shaojun looked at his every move in disbelief, and couldn't help asking: "Aren't you an actor in "The Secret History of the West Palace", what job are you looking for?"

Xiao Jiao scratched his head and said, "I'm not counting them as an official actor, I just played a small supporting role for one minute. The filming was finished yesterday afternoon. I'll go see if I can get other scenes today."

This little banana turned out to be really poor, and he was just playing tricks, not the so-called popular little fresh meat in the entertainment industry nowadays?Yuan Shaojun couldn't understand.

In his opinion, regardless of this guy's ulterior purpose of wanting to hug his thigh, his appearance alone is better than those men and women with heavy makeup who had dinner together last night, right?

Just as he was about to say something, several voices came from outside: "Yuan Shaojun Yuan Ershao, are you here? Ershao, did you hear that?"

Yuan Shaojun had no choice but to stop talking, and went out to answer, "I'm here!"

A group of bodyguards from the Yuan family suddenly ran over from all directions, and one of them, a middle-aged man with a capable description, said in surprise and joy from a distance: "Second Young Master, thank God, I finally found you! You didn't come home last night, and the phone couldn't be contacted." Come on, but Mr. Yuan was very anxious-oh, what's wrong with you? Who beat you like this after eating the bear's heart and leopard's guts?"

In front of the bodyguards, Yuan Shaojun felt a little upset, so he didn't answer the rest of the sentence, but just snorted and said, "I'm so old, I'm not a three-year-old kid, and I can still lose it." No."

The middle-aged man was one of Yuan Yizheng's assistants, named Fang Ming, and said with a smile: "Yuan always cares about you, and I'm afraid that you will come back soon, and you will encounter some accidents if you don't know the place well."

Yuan Shaojun sneered and said, "Yes, he might as well tie me up with a chain, so that there will be no accidents."

Fang Ming was a little embarrassed. He turned around and saw Xiao Jiao coming out of the dilapidated old house, his eyes lit up, and he immediately changed the subject: "Eh, this is...?"

"You don't care who he is, you don't even know him." For some reason, Yuan Shaojun didn't want these people to get in touch with Xiao Jiao, so as to avoid the trouble of explaining, so he blocked him with one sentence, and then said to Xiao Jiao: "Look at him For last night's sake, I'll give you a number, call me later if you need anything."

Yuan Ershao didn't like to owe favors. No matter how unbearable the purpose of this little banana was, he finally helped him last night. Giving him some benefits and sweets should be regarded as repaying his favor.

last night?What happened last night? !Assistant Fang suddenly lost control of his gossip imagination.

Xiao Jiao blinked, "Call? No need, I should have nothing to ask you."

Besides, he doesn't have a mobile phone, so what's the use of asking for Yuan Shaojun's number.

Yuan Shaojun: "..."

Is this trick called playing hard to get?very good.

He directly took out the pen that Fang Ming had put in his shirt pocket, grabbed Xiao Jiao's hand without saying a word, and wrote a string of numbers on his white and tender palm.

Xiao Jiao was so itchy that he wanted to laugh, and when his body shook, the string of numbers twisted into a group of messy tadpoles.

Yuan Shaojun was a little annoyed and said, "I gave you the number, if you make a mistake or forget it, you can't blame me."

After finishing speaking, he threw the pen into Fang Ming's arms and turned his head, "I'm leaving!"

Xiao Jiao waved the hand with the number written on it, "Go slowly."

Fang Ming was so curious that he was dying, but he couldn't ask any questions, so he quickly followed.

Xiao Jiao watched Yuan Shaojun walk forward surrounded by a group of people, and got into the most stylish car among the several cars parked not far away.

The inventions and creations of human beings are really miraculous. I don’t know when I will experience them.

After he sighed, he looked at the string of numbers in his palm, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend. Then he went back to the house to fetch water to wash off the ink on his hands, locked the door, and set off for the film and television city.