Dedicated to the silly little white artist

170 eight

on the plane.

Bai En put his hand on Zheng He's knee, Zheng He turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Bai En smiled, he was a little uncomfortable since he got on the plane, he could always see a black shadow behind Zheng He, he reached out to touch, but only Zheng He's hair was entangled with his fingertips.

Zheng He shook off the quilt, put it on Bai En, and said: "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me, I think you have lost weight these days, are you too tired from work? Pay more attention to your body, Ma Shan will go to City H gone."

Bai En understood that Zheng He was distracting himself, so he said, "Well, I see, do you have any plans after filming?"

Zheng He said: "Didn't we all make arrangements to accompany you before?"

Bai En said: "I mean the jobs that the company gives you."

"Oh," Zheng He recalled for a while, and said: "There are two advertisements, one of which has a funny slogan, the one is for buying bread, and then the advertisement says: Come here every day, we all love him."

Bai En laughed: "Is this an advertisement, what?"

Zheng He followed with a smile and said: "Yes, I was stunned at the time, and then I checked their products online. It was amazing. What YJ bread, JY yogurt, I almost thought I had clicked on the [-] forbidden website."

Bai En said: "Hehe, what kind of people can buy this kind of product? I think they should add some new products, which are more in line with the buyer's shopping philosophy but are more layered."

Zheng He said: "It's very popular, I think it's delicious."

After he finished speaking, both of them were stunned.

It turns out that Zheng He is the one who has no hierarchy.

170 nine

Xue Qinghe boarded the plane with Bai En.

If we were to really talk about Xue Qinghe, Bai En had bumped into him a few years ago at the beginning of the night. The boy in the blue striped school uniform followed behind him stealthily, looking straight in this direction.

Bai En is very sensitive to sight. After a little thought, he checked carefully in the reflection of the mirror. After confirming that the person staring at the young man was not himself but Secretary Sang next to him, he left it alone.

But what he didn't expect was that this young man could trace all the way to BEACHER. Bai En asked someone to stop him, and after a closer look, he found that this man was still in contact with Mr. Bai.

The young man flapped his thin arms and legs, and shouted to Bai En: "I'm here to find Sangbei!!"

Bai En asked the bodyguard to let go of the boy's hand, and asked in a low voice, "What's your name?"

"Xue Qinghe."

Bai En picked up his mobile phone and dialed Sangbei's number: "Who are you?"

Xue Qinghe looked passionate: "Followers!"

Bai En hung up the phone with a snap.

He didn't expect that with a random move of his, he would find a hidden voyeur, or the boring man who only focused on Sangbei with his restrained face.

Bai En bent down and said to Xue Qinghe seriously: "I'll give you Sangbei's phone number, and you give me all the information you know about Mr. Bai."

Xue Qinghe nodded without thinking.

In the following six months, the transaction between Bai En and Xue Qinghe was carried out in secret, and the frightening thing was that the person concerned, Sang Bei, was totally unaware of it.

Later, for some reason, this person never appeared again. Bai En once wondered if Xue Qinghe's actions were wrongly silenced by others. Until now, the boy has become a young man, and he justifiably appeared next to Sang Bei. Rather than secretly hiding and peeking in the dark.

It took four years for Xue Qinghe to dare to appear in front of Sang Bei. Bai En sighed, from holding hands to kissing to stroking to going to bed, don't wait until he is old, and he hasn't seen the two of them achieve a positive result.

180

At the airport, Zheng He helped the bodyguards unload the luggage. With a little force, Chen Ming lifted the box in Zheng He's hand and said, "This is our business, you should rest first."

"Hey," Zheng He laughed dryly. Among the bodyguards like Bai En, he was most afraid of Chen Ming. He looked very sunny and cheerful, but in fact, he always felt a slight sense of alienation from you in his bones. Zheng He said, "Anyway, I'm fine. Might as well..."

Chen Ming said: "Mr. Bai is in the waiting area, you can go find him."

Zheng He saw that the luggage had already been stored, so he had no choice but to say, "Well, I know." Turning his head, he met Bai En who was looking at him.

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three.

Zheng He's face turned red.

"Zheng He, come here." Bai En chuckled and waved to Zheng He.

"?" Zheng He was a little puzzled by Bai En's attitude towards him, but he still walked over.

Bai En pulled Zheng He to sit on his lap, and put his head on the opponent's spine affectionately. Zheng He's scalp was numb, and he looked at the crowd around him, struggling to stand up. This was still in a public place. He Anyway, as an artist, I still have this self-consciousness.

"Mr. Bai, let me go first." Zheng He whispered.

"Don't move around...Baby." Bai En clasped Zheng He's waist tightly, and slowly licked Zheng He's face with the tip of his tongue.

Zheng He was not quite right.

"You..." He opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

"Hehe." Bai En laughed: "Honey, my head hurts so much."

Zheng He was still very awkward, reached out and rubbed Bai En's hair carelessly, and asked, "Does it still hurt now?"

"It hurts," Bai En put his hand into Zheng He's pants, and said softly, "It still hurts."

"Then what do you want me to do?!"

"Kiss me," Bai En closed his eyes, "kiss me, and I won't be in pain."

Zheng He really couldn't stand showing affection like this, and said: "There are so many people, can we kiss again when we go back? You can kiss whatever you want."

"I don't want it," Bai En said, "Kiss me now, or I'll kill you, hurry up!"

"Have you been drinking?" Zheng He was very skeptical about this: "Otherwise, why are you so noisy, how can you kiss like this."

"This is your problem." Bai En said.

Zheng He pursed his lips, deliberated for several seconds, and quickly placed a kiss on Bai En's lips, saying: "This time, this time is okay?"

"Not enough." Bai En held Zheng He's chin, forcefully opened the other's lips, and intertwined the tip of his tongue.

"Bai, Mr. Bai..." Zheng He didn't know what to do in this situation.What kind of anomaly is it for a perfect lover to become an idiot?

"Baby, do you know," Bai En was still muttering to himself, "Your lips are sweet..."

"Sang Bei!" Zheng He couldn't bear it and didn't dare to really disobey Bai En, so he could only call out to the only person he could see: "Sang Bei, come here!"

Sang Bei looked at Zheng He and Bai En indifferently, stopped, lowered his head and bowed ninety degrees to Zheng He, then smoothed his messy hair slowly, and left again.

Zheng He: "...Sang Bei, are you mourning me?"