Dedicated to the unfathomable gold master

180 one

Zheng He thought that Mr. Bai abducted him to bed because of having sex, so he took off his clothes consciously, but after he finished taking off his clothes, Mr. Bai also fell asleep.

Zheng He:"……"

It was a bit cold in the villa, Zheng He shrank his neck, and was about to put on his clothes when Mr. Bai opened his eyes and said, "Come here, I'll sleep with you in my arms."

"Are you still asleep?"

Mr. Bai patted the side of the bed and repeated: "Come here, I'll hold you."

"I still have to cook."

"Are you hungry?" Mr. Bai asked.

Zheng He shook his head. He gave Mr. Bai oral sex just now, and he ate his children and grandchildren.

Mr. Bai analyzed step by step, and said, "I'm not hungry either, so who are you cooking for?"

Zheng He was startled, an idea flashed through his mind, but the time was too fast, he missed it.

Mr. Bai waited patiently for Zheng He. After thinking for a long time, Zheng He couldn't find a conclusion, so he got into bed with his mobile phone.

Outside the door, the silly dog ​​'Zheng He' was lying outside the bedroom door, waiting eagerly for Mama Zheng to feed him, whimpering from time to time hungry.

Yes, these two irresponsible parents forgot about their children.

180 one

Mr. Bai fell asleep holding the naked Zheng He. Zheng He couldn't sleep, and lay on the pillow playing with his mobile phone.

There is a game on his mobile phone called Cool Running every day. Zheng He thought the little girl in the game was cute, so he posted a Weibo to express his happy mood at the moment and clicked in to play the game. When choosing a character, he found that the girl on the icon was a girl. boy.

Three minutes later, Zheng He's Weibo was full of ridicule, especially the woman Tao Jie.

She lied to Zheng He, posted a full 100-word ridicule, forwarded Zheng He's Weibo, and posted it on the company's message board!

Zheng He refreshed Tao Jie's dynamics in a daze, and couldn't bear it anymore and sent her a roaring letter: Tao Jie! ! ! !You wicked old woman! ! ! !

Dozens of seconds later, Zheng He's personal message appeared on the company's official website. The host was Tao Jie, and Tao Jie changed her signature to - a daily abuse, healthy and happy.

180 two

Sister Fang finally found out from Zheng He's Weibo that her long-lost baby was still alive, and continued to be silly with vigor and vitality. She gently reposted Tao Jie's Weibo mocking Zheng He, and sighed.

The company gave Cheng Shao the little star that she had just become popular in her hands, and then contacted the news that Cheng Shao was unwilling to be Zheng He's manager. Sister Fang was almost sure that the company wanted her to continue to be Zheng He's manager. .

In all fairness, Sister Fang had a pretty good impression of Zheng He, especially the fact that he was able to get close to Mr. Bai when he was about to terminate the contract with the company. People, work hard to cultivate this little sapling that is a little crooked.

【Hello, Zheng He?I am Miss Fang. 】

Zheng He was afraid of waking Mr. Bai who was sleeping next to him, so he whispered, "Sister Fang, are you okay?"

Sister Fang adjusted the voice of the call and asked, "Why are you speaking so quietly? Is your phone broken?"

Zheng He, an honest child, told the truth: "Mr. Bai is next to me. He is asleep. I have to keep my voice down."

Sister Fang, who has been familiar with it for a long time, can naturally think of the cause and effect, because the company has adopted a closed state of information about Mr. Bai, and naturally she does not know what Zheng He is busy with these days, so Sister Fang said with emotion: [This It's still broad daylight, don't you have a job? ] "No, Mr. Bai is sick, and I'm taking care of him." Zheng He said.

【Are you taking care of him?Company requirements? 】Sister Fang was keenly aware of the company's many abnormal access to Zheng He, an artist, and began to make clichés.

The stupid Zheng He told the whole thing.

"...Sister Fang? Sister Fang, are you listening?"

Sister Fang on the other end of the phone was speechless by Zheng He's stupidity.

Is there an actor who doesn't make an announcement before the new drama starts because the sponsor is sick?Did some actor push down the ad just because of a word from the patron who was clearly a hit on the Internet a while ago?

Are you really stupid or really stupid?Sister Fang complained and hung up the phone.

She thought that regarding the matter of becoming Zheng He's manager again, she had to think long-term and delay it as long as she could.

180 three

When Mr. Bai woke up, it happened that the sun was setting in the west of the mountain, and a piece of gold sprinkled in the villa, which looked very beautiful.

Zheng He in his arms fell asleep at some point, with a cell phone resting on his head with a silly expression on his face.With a chuckle, Mr. Bai took out the cell phone under his head, and kissed him lightly.

Three months ago, when he experienced hallucinations again after two years, the doctor recommended isolation treatment to him.

Mr. Bai knew the cause of his illness better than anyone else, so he agreed with the doctor's advice to keep him away from the crowd and leave only one person with whom he could trust. His son, Bai Runze, brought him here and let him take care of it.

But Zheng He, he followed from China.

Mr. Bai will never forget how he felt when he received the call from the police station.

It was like a swaying dead leaf that finally fell to the ground, or a dead body that had been thirsty for many years in the desert, diluted by a handful of water.

Zheng He is his own variable, and Mr. Bai knows it.

180 four

Zheng He felt a little cold in his sleep, and after rubbing his hands for a long time, he couldn't find the man whose body was always warm, so he put on a shirt and went to find Mr. Bai with bare skin.

In the pitch-black living room, only the kitchen was emitting warm lights. Zheng He poked his head to see that Mr. Bai was wearing his own yellow apron, and was turning the noodles in the soup pot with chopsticks.

"Mr. Bai, call me if you are hungry, be careful of burning your hands!" Zheng He was startled, and reached out to help Mr. Bai cook the noodles.

"It's okay, it won't be hot." Mr. Bai smiled at Zheng He and said, "Bring me the bowl here."

"Oh. Here you are." Zheng He went to get a big bowl.

Mr. Bai frowned and said, "Take two bowls, don't you want to eat?"

Zheng He was pleasantly surprised: "You also brought me a copy?"

Mr. Bai didn't answer, he lowered his head and separated the noodles and soup, and gave Zheng He the larger portion.

Zheng He looked down at the steaming noodles, his heart warmed, and he couldn't get rid of the chopsticks no matter what.

"You eat." Mr. Bai said, he remembered that every time Zheng He ate food, he devoured it. It seemed that all the delicacies were particularly delicious.

"I can't bear it..." Zheng He blew the soup and smelled the noodles.

Mr. Bai smiled softly: "I only make noodles. If you like it, I'll make it for you."