Dedicated to the silly little white artist

370 eight

Zheng He was unhappy when he came back from the set. Mr. Bai didn't even ask him why he was unhappy. Anyway, Zheng He would say it when the time came.

Zheng He also knew that his dog could not hold two ounces of oil in his stomach. When he got home, he watched the man wash his hands and face, so he handed over the towel consciously, and said, "Mr. Bai, I have something to tell you. .”

Mr. Bai wiped off the water stains with Zheng He's hand, and said 'hmm'.

Zheng He thought it would be inappropriate to directly tell Mr. Bai the conversation between himself and Sister Fang, so he circled around and said, "Mr. Bai, what would you do if someone questioned your abs?"

"What's there to question?" Mr. Bai realized that he didn't understand Zheng He's brain structure: "Who would talk about my abs in idleness?"

Zheng He and Sister Fang who were shot: "..."

Zheng He said: "Then... if someone really questions your abdominal muscles, what should you do? Answer me seriously."

Mr. Bai sized Zheng He up and asked, "Tell me, who did you tell about my abs?"

Zheng He smiled guilty: "Hey hey hey..."

Mr. Bai didn't smile or speak, he was as cold as ice.

Although Zheng He knew that Bai En was definitely trying to scare him, he wasn't really angry, but he couldn't hold back his timidity, and exposed his revolutionary comrades within three seconds: "Sister Fang."

Mr. Bai pinched Zheng He's face and pulled it to both sides. This is a movement he has only learned recently. It can not only not hurt Zheng He, but also can see Zheng He's deformed face. He said: "If I From the very beginning, I knew that Sister Fang was signed here just to make the two of you gossip every day, so I will definitely change someone else."

"It doesn't matter if you change people." Zheng He said that he had no pressure, and he said, "What about the abdominal muscles?" This is what he is most worried about.

"What do you want to do?" Mr. Bai asked.

Zheng He laughed, took out his phone and shook it: "Let me take a photo?"

Mr. Bai immediately fastened the two unbuttoned collar buttons seriously, and said, "No."

"Only one!"

"Half sheets are not acceptable."

"What about a quarter?"

Mr. Bai issued an ultimatum: "If you dare to take pictures, I will dare you not to get out of bed tomorrow."

Zheng He blushed, twitched for a long time, and asked, "Really?"

Mr. Bai: "..."

Mr. Bai frowned and asked softly: "Why do I... feel that you seem to be very happy?"

370 nine

After Mr. Bai and Zheng He spent three hours discussing how important it is to have a discordant sexual life between husband and wife, Zheng He turned around and started snoring. He took a shower and cleaned the room, and he didn't sleep at all until midnight.

At this time, his mobile phone, which he hadn't called for ten days and a half months, rang.

Mr. Bai was a little puzzled. The people at BEACHER knew his habits. During this time, there was nothing worth calling them in the middle of the night. Edward and those scumbags probably wandered in the gentle village at this point. How could they have time to talk to him? , He picked up the phone, saw the phone address on it, raised his eyebrows, looked up to see Zheng He was still sleeping soundly on the bed, took the quilt to cover his butt, opened the glass door and walked to the balcony.

After dialing the phone, he didn't wait for the man to speak before he said, "I didn't expect you to remember my phone number."

[Hehehe,] There was a young man with a clear voice on the other end of the phone. He smiled for a while and then said: [Of course I will remember Mr. Bai's call, just in case you forgot me. ] "It looks like I haven't forgotten." Mr. Bai said.He kept looking at the sky, but unfortunately, the air quality in the city center of country C is very worrying. Even though tomorrow will be cloudless, there will still be no stars to be seen.

[It's been a long time since I talked to you, I almost forgot your voice. ] The man seemed very nostalgic, and suddenly said this sentence.

Mr. Bai is actually very well-educated. Although he was raised by Mr. Bai in the later stage, he has a top-notch appearance. As long as he doesn't show it on purpose, others can't see what he thinks in his heart, but when he talks to this person, he has no intention of going With hypocrisy, he said directly: "Where did you put the things?"

【What do you ask me to do?so funny. 】

Mr. Bai held the phone tightly, closed his eyes to calm down, and said: "If you have a lot of dissatisfaction with me about what happened back then, I can make it up to you, but you must return the things I left with you." .”

【compensate?How can we talk about this? Can you pay back the sins you made yourself? ! ] The man's tone became more serious.

Bai En said: "The reason why I have known for so many years that you stole things, but I didn't push you too hard, is because I was thinking about the old relationship, and I didn't want to be caught in the net, and see your own identity clearly!"

[Bai En, let me tell you!Everything was ruined for me before!You ruined it!I have nothing left!Don't be afraid of anything! ] Bai En didn't want to talk about the past with him, but after hearing what the man said, the words that came to his mouth became: "You moved my most important thing. I told you at that time that everyone has reverse scales. of."

[Yeah...hehe, blame me for being so stupid at the time, thinking you loved me. ] When Bai En heard this, he was full of doubts. He didn't know where this person got his confidence back then. The man he fell in love with would also fall in love with him, and anyone who had spoken to him a few words would fall in love with him If he doesn't like him, he will feel that those people's mental state is not normal. Bai En's illness at that time was not as serious as before he met Zheng He, and he called him crazy several times. I don't know how he could tolerate it back then There is this person by my side.

"I don't like you. I never liked you from the beginning to the end." Bai En said.

[You lied to me again,] the man said: [Are you so unable to let go of your face?Is it so difficult to be honest because of love and hatred? ] Bai En suddenly felt that it was boring for him to stay up in the middle of the night and talk with this abnormal-headed person. He wanted to hang up the phone, but just as he stretched out his hand, the phone came out: [Hey hey hey!Do you want to hang up the phone! ?Don't hang up! ] "Why should I listen to you?" Mr. Bai asked sincerely.

[The thing is still in my hand!You know that I have already returned to country C, and you know what to do. ] Bai En actually wanted to say directly, 'I don't want anything anymore! ’ Then he went back to sleep, he was afraid of the cold, but he twitched just now before he woke up, and had a phone call with this mentally handicapped man for more than ten minutes, it was enough, he froze to death: "Well, I see, the phone Hang up."

[Don't you want something? ] The man is in a hurry.

"Yes," Mr. Bai said, "I'll let you stay there for now."

He hung up the phone, and seemed to hear what the man said on the phone, but Bai En was in no mood to listen.He can now be [-]% sure that the person who answered the phone must have been abnormal at the time, thinking that he could hear something important.

Back in the room, the rising temperature of the air made him relax the nerves that had been tense because of unhappiness just now. He crawled onto the bed in the dark, Zheng He seemed to be awakened by him, opened his eyes blankly and looked at him for a while, and hit him. He yawned and stretched out his arms to hug Bai En and pulled the quilt, muttering: "Why did you go, it's so cold..." Then fell asleep again.

Bai Enhui held Zheng He's hand and put his head against his head.

380

Zheng He got up late the next day. He was in a panic looking for clothes and memorizing his lines. It was Mr. Bai who came back from his morning exercise and reminded him that he was filming at noon today.

"It doesn't matter if you go later, it's not a specific time." Mr. Bai said as he put the breakfast on the table.

Zheng He said: "You don't understand. If you are late once, the crew will have to wait for you. If the time is too long, someone will definitely say bad things about you. Artists are most afraid of this. Reputation matters."

"There are so many opinions." Mr. Bai said: "I have never been to the company on time, no, no one dares to say anything about me, maybe you are thinking too much."

"Please, you are the big boss, their immediate boss, what can they say about you, you are often absent from work, Secretary Sang only said that he was going to resign, and didn't say that he resigned from you." Zheng He said.

Mr. Bai nodded: "I think what you said is quite right. Oh, by the way, would you like to be your own boss?"

Zheng He looked at the man vigilantly: "Don't you want to give me something again?"

Mr. Bai smiled and said, "You guessed it right."

"I don't want it," Zheng He said, "I don't like those things. If I have enough money to spend, I'm very satisfied. Besides, all the things I use now are paid for by you. After all, I have saved a lot."

"You always have to accept the dowry, right?" Mr. Bai was referring to the [-]% shares of BEACHER.

Zheng He sneered: "Look at what you said, I didn't give you a dowry either."

Mr. Bai saw that Zheng He was about to wash up, so he took the porridge and heated it in the microwave. Zheng He was afraid that he would forget the time again, so he yelled with his toothbrush in his mouth: "Just heat it for 2 minutes!"

Mr. Bai canceled the 4 minutes he originally set and reset it to 2 minutes. He recalled the method of frying and steaming dumplings that Zheng He had taught him before. He also fried the buns and served them on the table. Zheng He just go downstairs.

Mr. Bai smiled and asked, "Are you happy eating what I made for you?"

Zheng He curled his lips: "I will make it for you every day."

Mr. Bai stretched out his hand to pinch his waist, Zheng He was so itchy that he panicked, smiled and went over to kiss his face, saying: "My man is really capable."

"Thank you." Bai En kissed him back.

After the two of them finished their breakfast, Zheng He cleaned up the house for a while at home and drove Mr. Bai to the sofa to read today's lines to himself. It's eight, it's already past eleven o'clock, and he started to bring things to go to the set.

Mr. Bai walked over with his mobile phone and asked, "Are you still taking pictures?"

"What to shoot?"

"Didn't you want to take pictures of my abs yesterday?" Mr. Bai said.

Zheng He opened his eyes wide: "Did you let me take pictures today?"

"Hmm." Mr. Bai took off his white shirt, tightened it slightly, and his muscles became very obvious immediately, and even the blue veins on it could be seen.

Zheng He was overwhelmed by the sudden joy. He clutched his phone blankly for a while, and took several snapshots, but he was not satisfied. Mr. Bai did not sit like those muscular models in magazines and those ridiculous movements. , has been reclining with his hands on the chair casually, but there is a sense of elegance.

"Mr. Bai, you are too kind to me." Zheng He lasagna burst into tears.

"Then I will treat you better in the future?" Mr. Bai smiled lightly.

"No, this is enough." Zheng He was very content and happy.

Because Zheng He only needs to make up stills today, it doesn't take long, and he will definitely show off the photos with Sister Fang today, Mr. Bai drove the car to the parking lot and didn't follow him. He closed the window and turned on the air conditioner, unconsciously. Gently turn the watch on your right wrist.

The reason why he asked Zheng He to take pictures of himself was not because he felt guilty about talking to his ex-lover in the middle of the night, but because of the presence of Ah Rong, he suddenly realized how rare it is for Zheng He to be by his side.

The music was playing in the car, and Mr. Bai hummed along, but unfortunately he couldn't catch the tune very well.

He closed his eyes and tried not to think about anything.

Human nature is cheap, so why think too much about it.