Mr. He, please respect yourself

Song Zicheng swished off the ground, and ran to the stairs vigorously, wanting to go upstairs to call for someone, but just as he lifted his foot, he stopped again.

He looked at the first step, feeling inexplicably awkward.He has never been to the second floor. Although now, he and He Chumo have agreed to terminate the engagement and the relationship has eased, but to He Chumo, he is always just a guest who lives at home. This identity seems to have no position Intervening too much.

Wasn't the night of the He family's family banquet a good warning?

He is an outsider.

Don't allow him to cross the line, and don't allow him to be arrogant.

Thinking wildly for a while, Song Zicheng scratched his head and sat back on the sofa. The emoticon pack just now could not be withdrawn. Four cartoon emoticon packs were swaying on the empty screen, looking a little silly.

Really silly.

Song Zicheng turned on the TV and watched TV while eating fruit.

He picked a Korean drama to watch. The star game created by Li Yaoxu was inspired by the beautiful scene of a certain TV drama.

In this game, players can choose any star cartoon character in the game as a date, and have an online simulated love with them.And a series of script content such as love scenes, storylines, and character lines in this game are almost all referenced from TV dramas, and most of them are Korean dramas.

The first game designed by Li Yao and Xu Yizheng was so girlish, Song Zicheng naturally wanted to cooperate.Before that, he was forced to watch Korean TV drama collections by Li Yaoxu under the pretext of being a bad boy, which was full of boring plots such as encounters, acquaintances, and passionate love between the male and female protagonists.

After thousands of years of inhuman torture, he has now practiced a skill that is invulnerable to all poisons. Even if the characters on these TVs are performing kissing scenes or even some embarrassing scenes, he can look directly at them, calmly and without blinking. .

"looking at what?"

Song Zicheng was seriously observing the movements and angles of a couple embracing each other in the play, when suddenly a familiar voice sounded behind him, causing the grapes in his hand to drop to the ground.

"Why is there no sound when you walk?" Song Zicheng gripped his chest and complained, took out a piece of tissue to clean up the floor, "Don't you know it after watching it, a TV series."

He Chumo looked over and saw a couple on TV crying and embracing each other in the snow. How heavy the snow was, how sad and beautiful the background music was.

He Chumo: "..."

Aren't these two people cold?

Song Zicheng stared intently, his eyes fixed on the TV screen, he stuffed a grape into his mouth, and without raising his head, he asked while biting, "Why did you come down, do you want a drink of water?"

He Chumo glanced at the fruit he was about to eat, and said 'hmm'.

He had just finished a video conference with his assistant. When he turned on his phone, he found several messages popped up on his phone. It was a photo of fruit that Song Zicheng had sent half an hour ago, asking him if he wanted to eat it.

Looking at the four bursts of expressions, He Chumo could feel through the screen how anxious Song Zicheng was to go downstairs by himself.

Staring at the phone, He Chumo felt that this kid was very strange today, and he didn't know if he had to pay too much money. People are so stupid, and he completely lost the rough and stiff in the past. boldness.

It's just fruit, but it's not that you can't eat it. He Chumo put away his phone, turned off his computer, and went downstairs.But when he got downstairs, he saw that the person who asked him if he would eat fruit was sitting on the sofa and staring at the TV screen so engrossed that he didn't even notice that the fruit on the plate was almost empty.

Now I asked him if he went downstairs to drink water.

He Chumo thought of the "yes" he just replied to him, and suddenly felt very irritated.

Not knowing what's so good about these miserable and weird TV series, He Chumo walked out of the kitchen with water, and found that Song Zicheng was watching more carefully, and even took out his mobile phone to take pictures.

This is how much you love this drama, love to see the point where you want to take pictures as a souvenir?

He Chumo looked over, and what was playing on TV was still the same couple just now, but the scene changed, instead of being on the snow, it became in the rainstorm, and the two were standing on both sides of the road holding an umbrella , looking at each other.

He Chumo frowned.

Are these two people really out of their minds, standing outside in the rain?

Shouldn't we find a place to shelter from the rain?

In particular, the light is already green, so why don't they cross the road and stand on the edge of the zebra crossing? Don't they know that this will affect others from crossing the road?

He Chumo couldn't understand, holding a water glass, staring at the TV screen with a serious face.

Song Zicheng watched it seriously, and didn't notice that He Chumo was standing beside him at all. Later, he sat on the sofa and watched it with him.

After one episode, the plot was stuck at the most touching point, Song Zicheng watched with red eye circles, it was almost ten o'clock, and he was about to turn off the TV, but He Chumo said, "Continue to watch the next episode. "

Song Zicheng sniffed his nose and was a little stunned. President He Da likes this?

Blinking his eyes, seeing He Chumo's expression as if he had eaten shit, Song Zicheng sniffed again, picked up the remote control and clicked on the next episode.

This time, He Chumo no longer concealed his inner emotional drama, and publicly expressed his various dissatisfaction with the scriptwriter of the TV series.While watching, he was fidgety and picky, saying that it was the same scene one second ago, and this suit, how come the next second, the scene has not changed, but the clothes he is wearing are different?It was obviously a rainy day, and they already had umbrellas in their hands, why did they throw the umbrellas aside, and the two of them hugged each other to get wet in the rain?If you get wet, you will get sick. Don't you know this bit of common sense?Also, if you really can't wait for the other party, won't you make a phone call?Why wait in the restaurant?Simply stupid!waste time!

Song Zicheng: "..."

Song Zicheng sat beside He Chumo, holding the remote control in his hand, listening to He Chumo's endless complaints and questions, nodding his face very cooperatively, agreeing, but roaring in his heart:

Mom, this man is so cute!

What is the contrast?

It's so touching.

The next day, with dark circles under his eyes, Song Zicheng received a call from Assistant He Chumo.

Yesterday, he accompanied He Chumo to watch a brain-dead Korean drama almost all night. Seeing behind him, Song Zicheng had already fallen asleep on the sofa. President He was still unwilling to turn off the TV, and was always criticizing.

He took it back, cute ass, annoying.

"Hello, Mr. Song, I am Mr. He's assistant, and my surname is Jiang."

"Oh, hello." Song Zicheng rubbed his eyes and looked at the phone screen, it was nine twenty.

Too sleepy, these 'unexperienced' older men and youths are really scary.