Dedicated to the silly little white artist

260 three

No matter how much Bai En concealed it, the sensitivity and suspicion in his bones were fully exposed in this incident.

Zheng He secretly asked Sang Bei what he should do if he encountered such a situation next time, whether to suppress it by force or something else.

Sang Bei asked, "What do you know?"

"What... what do you mean?"

"It's kung fu."

"Oh," Zheng He thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what he knew, and whispered, "Uh, I learned Taijiquan in college."

"What about medicine? Will you get an injection?"

Zheng He's eyes were straight: "How could I do it? I haven't learned it before."

Sang Bei said compassionately, "Next time Mr. Bai goes crazy again, don't think about anything, just turn around and run away, understand?"

Zheng He: "...well, I will do this."

260 four

Bai En and Zheng He were embarrassed for several days after this quarrel, and when Young Master Cheng came to pick them up, they started emitting pink bubbles again.

"Young Master Cheng?" Zheng He quickly stood up from Bai En's lap.

Bai En hugged Zheng He's waist and refused to let go, and said with a smile: "It's okay, let's hug for a while."

Zheng He scolded: "It's been half an hour, hurry up and let go, I haven't packed your luggage yet, when will you go back if this goes on like this."

"Then don't go back today."

"Are you still in the hospital showing affection? Then you should stay in the hospital tonight. I will go back alone." Zheng He threatened.

"Baby, you are getting more and more fierce to me." Bai En sighed: "Is it because I am too kind to you that you have no fear?"

Zheng He was not afraid of Mr. Bai at all, and laughed out loud when he heard him say this: "How do you treat me well? Do you have to hug me in the middle of the night or watch me serve you every day? Are you still picky? I'll say a little bit."

Bai En was teased by him and kept laughing, Zheng He took the opportunity to pull his hand away, turned to Young Master Cheng and said: "You wait for me to meet, I will pack my luggage first before leaving."

"Okay." Cheng Shao thought that Bai En was here, how dare he say 'no', looked at his watch irritably, and sat aside.

Zheng He complained to Mr. Bai in a low voice: "Didn't you see that I am busy here, ordering something for the guests, I remember there are still a few fruit baskets that have not been opened, wash some fruit."

Cheng Shao was quite frightened, how could he let Mr. Bai wash the fruit for him, and said quickly: "It's okay, I'll just stay here, don't bother."

"Then let me change to something that doesn't bother me." Bai En reached out and took out a bottle of mineral water from the cabinet, unscrewed the cap and threw it to Young Master Cheng: "Here, drink it."

Although it was obvious that Mr. Bai was fooling himself, Cheng Shao was still apprehensive and said, "Then... thank you."

Zheng He shook his head and went to the next room.

Cheng Shao drank his saliva, remembered the tasks assigned to him by the company's senior management, and asked anxiously: "Mr. Bai, are you satisfied with Zheng He?"

"He's fine." Bai En's brows and eyes softened instantly.

Cheng Shao didn't know how to speak for a while, after thinking about it, he felt that he still had to complete the company's account, and said, "That's right, our company has a new artist who was introduced by Mr. Yang. Where is Zheng He's younger brother, would you like to meet up if you have time?"

"Let Zheng He tell me about this kind of thing in the future." Bai En said.

Cheng Shao muttered to himself what does Bai En mean?Logically speaking, he shouldn't be unable to understand what he meant, why would Zheng He be involved?He said: "I brought his photo, do you want to see it?"

Bai En looked at Cheng Shao playfully, and asked, "Is this a tradition in your company, or was it specially ordered?"

Cheng Shao couldn't understand the difference between the two, and was afraid of saying the wrong thing, so he said the truth: "There have been a few such things before, but this time the company personally told me."

"You, Boss Song, are really interesting." Mr. Bai thought to himself, before he was so upright against himself, but when he found that he couldn't get any benefit from it, he started trying to curry favor with him, but the way was wrong. "Baby took my mobile phone away, do you have Boss Song's number?" Bai En asked.

"Yes, but are you going to...?"

"He's been pulling the strings like this, so I have to show it." Bai En said.

"Ah...well, here you are." Young Master Cheng thought that Mr. Bai was planning to take care of that boy, and felt very awkward in his heart. He had always noticed Zheng He's love for Bai En, and he thought they were related. It's already very solid, but I didn't expect that Mr. Bai would decide to give up Zheng He just by saying that casually, which really makes people feel a little disappointed.

The phone was dialed quickly, and Bai En said, "I'm Bai En."

[Oops,] Song Zhenhao picked up his phone and looked at the display on it, thought about it for a few times, laughed loudly, and said enthusiastically: [So it's Lao Bai, long time no see. 】 "It hasn't been long." Bai En's voice was cold and clear: "I think Zheng He has been very busy recently. How is he developing?"

[I will definitely take care of the people around you, no, I signed a new work recently, and it will start broadcasting around tomorrow. ] "Sure, I heard them say that "Spring Tribulation" will be released soon? Where did the rights go?"

[Taiwan XX, don't worry, you won't lose money. 】

Young Master Cheng was at the side listening in a daze. Didn't Mr. Bai just now talk to himself about the matter of taking care of him?Why did you start talking about Zheng He's development route in the blink of an eye?

Bai En and Boss Song chatted for a long time, and they basically couldn't do without Zheng He. When he hung up the phone, Bai En said to Young Master Cheng: "In the future, you don't have to ask me about this kind of thing, just refuse me, and Boss Song won't do it either." Let's talk about it again."

Only then did Cheng Shao suddenly realize that Mr. Bai hadn't been tempted from the beginning.

260 five

Both Zheng He and Mr. Bai are very busy.

However, the two people are busy in completely different ways. Zheng He needs to run announcements, plan new dramas, and spend all his working hours on the road, spinning back and forth like a spinning top, while Bai En only needs to figure out how to see and break the tricks, and make them more perfect. It's just tossing his subordinates to work efficiently.

It is impossible for the people over there to stare at Bai En 24 hours a day, but Bai En is indeed chasing their butts to harm them 24 hours a day, which directly leads to a consequence, that is, Bai En is getting more and more idle, while Zheng He It's getting busier.

"I'm back." Zheng He kissed Bai En's face, took off his coat and yawned: "I went to the studio today, the scenery is pretty nice, let's go and see when I'm on vacation next time, okay?"

"where is that?"

"Hmm... Let me think about it, De Yuan, it seems to be the name." Zheng He sat tiredly on the carpet, resting his head on the sofa cushion.

"That's pretty close, I've been there before."

"I heard they said that there are hot springs over there, which are good for your health. You were sick and lost weight a few times ago." Zheng He said distressedly: "Take care of yourself, you are too thin now."

"No way." Bai En unbuttoned his shirt to show Zheng He his chest muscles.

Zheng He couldn't help lowering his eyes, fixed on the eight-pack abs, with a troubled expression on his face: "Mr. Bai, I'm really tired now, don't tempt me, okay? I don't have the strength to do that."

Bai En shrugged: "Okay." He dropped the shirt casually just now, and it happened to be on the sofa behind Zheng He. He went directly to get the shirt, but accidentally missed it, and let the shirt fall behind the sofa. Mr. Bai simply He put his knees on the sofa, bent down and stretched his arms, and finally picked it up this time, but he found that his lower body was actually touching Zheng He's chin, very close.

Zheng He watched the eight-pack getting closer and closer to him, and after a long time he was finally defeated by desire—he stretched out his hand and touched it gently.

Seeing Zheng He's small movements, Bai En laughed out loud, moved down, grabbed Zheng He's mischievous hand with one hand and stretched it into his pants, and grabbed Zheng He's hair with the other hand to stick tightly to himself , the waist shrugged, letting the abdominal muscles rub against Zheng He's face.

"Mr. Bai..." Zheng He carefully looked up at the man.

"Are you cool?"

"……Um."

Bai En's voice was low and hoarse: "Do I treat you well?"

"Okay." Zheng He trembled a little at the end.

"Good boy, come on," Bai En lifted Zheng He up with his arms stuck on Zheng He's shoulder sockets, and Zheng He's limbs reflexively grabbed the man tightly, his little heart thumping.

"I, I'm very heavy." Zheng He was a little embarrassed. The flesh on his belly was getting more and more day by day. Although he kept clamoring to go to the gym, he forgot about it when he was on vacation. This has almost become a habit.

"Not sinking." Bai En rubbed the soft flesh on Zheng He's butt, turned around and sat on the sofa, but still let Zheng He cling to him.

He likes the feeling that Zheng He can only rely on himself, and he has an almost perverted sense of satisfaction.

Bai En saw the man who kissed Zheng He today, an actor named Ouyang Zhi.He's young, handsome and has eight pack abs.

In fact, he only wanted to punish the other party a little bit for a few days, and did not intend to do substantial harm. However, when he saw the other party's appearance, he couldn't help feeling deeply jealous. With lingering mental illness, he would believe that he could make Zheng He happier.

In addition to 'possession' and 'identification', Bai En's feelings for Zheng He are more about 'gratitude'.

He is like a not-so-faithful believer desperately plundering his only hope, wishing for his existence but also wanting to destroy him, always in conflict, he doesn't want anyone to know that his feelings for Zheng He have something to do with it How heavy, if Zheng He's love is like a clear spring flowing among the green leaves in the mountains, then his is stagnant water with algae growing and emitting a bad smell.

He was afraid that when Zheng He knew that what he loved him was not love, but something else, would he leave him.