Dedicated to the silly little white artist

220 five

Bai En suddenly woke up in a very ordinary evening.

He sat on the bed blankly, looking at the afterglow of the setting sun outside the window, and the bright red spread across the sky.

It’s not necessarily clear that he was sober, since he picked up Zheng He that day, his head has been in a daze. Although he knew what happened, he was like an outsider who could only see but not touch.

He lowered his head, and Zheng He was sleeping soundly lying next to him. Bai En looked at it and suddenly chuckled, and reached out to poke Zheng He's lips. It was soft and warm, and he liked the feeling very much.

Zheng He opened his eyes in a daze, staring blankly at Bai En's gaze, Bai En tilted his head to look at him, and asked, "Why do you look at me with such eyes?" Could it be that he has found that my illness has improved a lot?Bai En guessed like this, although he felt that Zheng He didn't seem to have such a sensitive intuition.

Zheng He yawned a lot, hugged Bai En tightly with both hands, and muttered in his mouth: "Mr. Bai, don't make trouble, go to bed quickly..."

Bai En laughed, patted his head, and said softly: "I see, you go to sleep too."

I don't know if Zheng He, who fell asleep again, heard it, he giggled twice, and there was no movement.

220 six

Bai En turned on the tap.

Warm water droplets poured down, he turned his face to the direction of the lotus, and gently wet every inch of his body.

This is his habit, the first baptism of the reincarnation.

He cleaned his body carefully and carefully. Bai En has a very serious compulsive behavior, but this looks much thinner under his paranoid mental illness, but this has affected many details of his life, such as forever A spotless house and emotional cleanliness can't be cured, etc.

With wet hair on his head, Bai En connected Sang Bei's video session.

[Mr. Bai, hello. 】Sang Bei continued with a blank face: 【I hope you can make a long story short, because I have been working overtime for 32 hours in a row, and my mental state is very bad. In addition, please quadruple the overtime pay, thank you. 】Bai En leaned on his head and looked at him, and said: "You don't need to send people to watch over Bureau Zhang, you should withdraw them all."

【Why? ] Sang Bei was puzzled.

Bai En asked with a smile: "Don't you see it?"

Sang Bei suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Mr. Bai, your illness this time is shorter than any other time before!"

Bai En turned his gaze to the distance and said, "Wakefulness is only temporary."

Sang Bei was mentally divided, he quickly told Bai En all the big and small things that happened during this period, and tears filled his eyes after receiving the exact execution instructions.

Bai En asked, "Where is Zheng He? Why didn't you talk about him?"

At first, Sang Bei thought that Zheng He's identity was too insignificant, so he didn't talk about it. Seeing Mr. Bai's inquiry, he roughly estimated this person's position next to Mr. Bai in his heart, and chose the good side to tell Bai En. roughly.

From Sang Bei's description and some fragmented pictures in his mind, Bai En guessed how Zheng He took care of him after he fell ill.

He was silent for several minutes.

220 seven

Bai En has his own way of dealing with people and things.

He believes that profit is the only rule of friendship between people, just like he and Wang Shuhua, Zhang Ju, Boss Song, and old man Bai.

Family affection, friendship, admiration, everything is just a bridge of interests, people come for benefits, people go for benefits, so when he first met Zheng He, he gave him ties, watches, red wine, cigars, houses, cars, Credit card, he gave everything he could think of, but Zheng He pushed it as soon as he could, and asked his assistant to hand it back to him if he couldn't push it.

Zheng He didn't owe him anything, Bai En knew it.

But it was this Zheng He who was able to never leave him after he had done so many excessive things.

Bai En's mood is like pouring three big vats of white vinegar into chocolate syrup, and adding some crane crest red for coloring, it is really full of flavors.

He walked into the bathroom, put on his spotless four-piece suit without a single wrinkle, and combed his hair neatly with a hair mask. Bai En moved a chair and sat down, quietly looking at the bed. Sleeping Zheng He.

Zheng He's hands were very dishonest, and he kept scratching and scratching on the bed, until he held Bai En's hand, and he finally calmed down, showing a silly smile.

Bai En's heart seemed to be lightly pricked, it was numb and itchy.

He suddenly felt that he was an idiot at the time of the attack, and he didn't want to imagine what it would be like for such a lovely Zheng He to lie in someone else's arms.

Since you like it, you should hold it firmly in your palm - this is Bai En's choice.

It is impossible for Zheng He to escape, he believed so firmly.

220 eight

At that time, Bai En's dark cuisine was well received by the Bai family.

Fortunately, the great ancestors have already invented an ingredient that even dark cooks can control: noodles.

Bai En Y country has gnawed noodles every day for 300 years, and finally learned the special skill of boiling noodles in clear water. It is a pity that Bai En's control over food is pitifully astonishing. He only needs to add an egg to the noodles and it will not be boiled. , so Bai En has never let people know that he can cook noodles. It is better to pretend to be a young master who does not touch Yang Chunshui than a Zhan Wuscum whose eyes are empty when he enters the kitchen.

But after waking up, Bai En remembered the little things of these days, and after thinking about it, he didn't know how to repay him.

Bai En is a very noble person in his heart, he is loyal to interests but dislikes money, especially in the face of Zheng He's innocence, Bai En's eyes have not been poked blind, it can be seen that Zheng He's friendship is not for the benefit of money , but deeper, the love that Bai En has always wanted to have.

He pursed his lips and tapped his fingers on the table quickly. If Bai Runze was present, he must know what his father was up to. That's right, Bai En——

Very rare shy.

Bai En felt that his Catherine had already waved to him.

220 nine

Before he knew it, it was completely dark outside the window. Bai En followed Zheng He's usual way and closed the curtains of all the windows. When passing by the room, he opened the door and looked inside. Zheng He hadn't woken up yet, and he was still sleeping soundly in a different position. .

Bai En didn't realize that his gaze towards Zheng He was full of love.

Close the door gently.

Bai En felt that he was as calm as this dark night.

Walking into the kitchen, Mr. Bai rolled up his sleeves and put on an apron in a dignified manner. Unexpectedly, there was a mistake in the first step—he didn't know how to turn on the gas stove.

After tossing about for ten minutes, Bai En brushed his hair, took out his wireless phone and dialed Jiezi and the others who were stationed outside the villa.

Jiezi was chewing his snacks, and asked indistinctly: [Mr. Bai, what do you want from us? ] Bai En said: "Do you know how to turn on natural gas?"

Jiezi: "...is this the latest code word?"

Bai En: "No, I just want to know how to turn on natural gas."

Jiezi was very puzzled: "What are you asking us for? Shouldn't you ask Zheng He this question?"

Bai En said: "I can't ask him now, stop talking nonsense, if you can't answer my question, please give someone else the phone."

Jie Zi hurriedly said: "Ah! Wait a minute, I've seen the method of turning on the natural gas on TV. It seems that just twist the round thing."

Bai En tried it, but there was no response at all. He said, "It doesn't work."

"How is it possible?" Jiezi was startled, turned his head and yelled at the people next to him: "Mr. Bai wants to know how to turn on natural gas? Which of you will know it! Come out!"

More than 20 rough guys with 1.8 meters [-] and [-] kilograms looked at each other, you look at me, I look at you, no one stood up.

Jie Zi rushed in front of Bai En and scolded those people one by one: "Useless things! What use are you!?" Then he said dog-leggedly to Bai En over there: "I scolded you, right?"

"I will also give you the sentence you said just now." Bai En said.

Jiezi silently left two kelp tears.

In the end, this problem was solved by technical personnel dy on Baidu. It was difficult for him as a foreigner. In order to know the answer, the online translation used Fengshengshuiqi.

230

Bai En finally cooked the noodles before Zheng He woke up.

The taste is neither good nor bad, and there was a bit too much salt, so Bai En added a lot of water halfway through, and then thought that the salt grains would still remain in the water in the pot after the water in the pot was boiled dry, so he scooped it out again There was a lot of soup, but the soup was not cooked yet, and the noodles were limp.Bai En lingered for a second among the piles of boiled noodles and half-baked soup, and quickly took the noodles out of the pot. When he turned around, Zheng He was looking at him with his silly head.

Bai En: "..."

Bai En thought for a moment that he was ill again, it was a hallucination.

Zheng He reached out his hand to bring over the bowl for Bai En: "Hey, this is so hot, if you are hungry, wake me up."

Bai En slightly staggered: "It's okay, it won't be hot." He just wanted to experience the state of being busy for his lover, it was very fulfilling, and the feeling was not bad.

Zheng He looked at Bai En with a bit of complaint: "How many times do you want me to say, pay attention to your health?"

"I see, this is the last time." Bai En leaned over and kissed Zheng He's lips: "I will always listen to you, baby."

Zheng He is used to Bai En's appearance of an idiot who thinks it's funny, and he also knows that men say one thing and do another's bad tricks, so he curled his lips in disdain: "You can only talk nicely."

Bai En raised Zheng He's chin and said, "Then tell me something nice, okay?"

Zheng He took a picture of Bai En's salty pig's claw: "I pick up all the nice things every day, but you're not satisfied with that alone."

"It's fun talking to me, right?" Bai En put the bowl on the table: "I won't talk to you anymore, let's eat."

Zheng He was so surprised: "It's my share?"

"Of course," Bai En gave Zheng He the one with the larger bowl and more noodles: "I made this for you."