Didn't you say it's a fake marriage?

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A lunch ended in a fruitless chat.After all, Xie Xun is a public figure, and his manager is worried about leaving him alone for a long time. This person is unreliable, and he might make a big news without seeing it and put himself on the trending list.

This is not good, the company is still counting on him to make money.

Of course, it was impossible for the manager to leave Wen Yue alone. She drove over in person and politely asked Wen Yue if he would mind telling him his home address, so she could send him back first.

Wen Yue didn't drive, and came by An Cixiu's car. He didn't expect to meet Xie Xun at the premiere, but An Cixiu took a step ahead.

Wen Li asked: "Wouldn't it be too much trouble for you?"

Manager: "It's okay, Mr. Xie Xun is the troublemaker."

To a certain extent, the agent can be said to be the artist's other mother. I don't know how other artists get along with the agent, but in Wen Li's view, the sense of déjà vu given to him by Xie Xun and his agent is just that. Like a worried mother and her worried son.

Wen Li patted Xie Xun on the shoulder: "You can grow up!"

Xie Xun:?

There is no problem with Xie Xun's personality, but the company's packaging has always been aloof and cold, and the possibility of overturning the car is too high, so people have to be vigilant at all times.

Xie Xun also complained to his agent: "Why did you install this character for me at the time?"

It has nothing to do with him!

The agent was speechless: "Who told you to have a deceptive face?"

Xie Xun: "What?"

Agent: "The moment I signed you, I never thought that someone would have the face of an aloof male god, who is essentially a sand sculpture."

Xie Xun: "Oh."

The agent sent Wen Yue home safely, and Xie Xun waved to Wen Yue in the car, saying that he would make an appointment next time when he was free.

The manager snorted coldly: "Don't think about it, I'll pack you up and throw you into the crew tomorrow."

Xie Xun was shocked: "I haven't run to the premiere of the overseas show, it's just two days later. Am I going to work again so soon?!"

The agent smiled: "Of course."

It's only [-]:[-] in the afternoon, Cheng Mosheng is still at work, and the house is quiet, if you ignore the sound of water coming from the direction of the bathroom——

Wen Li became vigilant, the sound of water coming from no one at home.

He approached the bathroom step by step, and suddenly a Pomeranian with water on his body stumbled towards him, and when it was about to reach Wen Li's feet, it shook the water off its body, and took two steps forward, rubbing against the smell oak legs.

An Cixiu, who was drenched from head to toe, ran out of the bathroom, seeing this dog acting like a baby towards others, his eyes were filled with grief and indignation.

This is the dog he picked up!

It's fine if you don't kiss him, it's fine if you take a shower like a fight, what does it mean to act like a baby to a stranger!

Wen Li squatted down, Bomei with a braid on her head stopped rubbing against his legs, and her four short legs jumped up and down excitedly, pulling Wen Li's knees, as if they wanted to arch into his arms.

Wen Li stroked the hair on Bomei's body, it was wet, he looked at An Cixiu who was quite embarrassed at this time, couldn't help laughing: "Why are you here?"

An Cixiu took a towel to wipe his hands: "On the way back, I saw someone put it in a box and left it by the side of the road. There was a sign on the box saying that it should be abandoned, so I brought it back. But the hotel doesn’t allow pets to enter, so I asked Cheng for the key, first brought it to take a shower, and then I will go back in two days, and then take this little guy away.”

"Have you been to the pet hospital?"

"I've seen it, and there's nothing wrong with it, except that it's a bit malnourished. It seems that its original owner is going to move, and the new home doesn't have a dog, so he had to throw it away."

Wen Yue scratches Hiromi's head.

Pomeranian seemed to be very close to him. On the other hand, when An Cixiu grabbed him, it just squirmed this way and that, just like a child with ADHD.

An Cixiu was very frustrated: "It doesn't like me."

Hey, he didn't seem to be liked by dogs when he was a child, and he still has the scars from being chased and bumped by dogs on his buttocks.

Wen Yue laughed.

He asked, "Have you finished the shower? Do you want me to help?"

An Cixiu: "No, I just showered it with water."

So the two stepped into the bathroom together, and when they came out, they got two soaked chickens.

It just so happened that Cheng Mosheng came back at this time and saw the two of them: "What's the matter? Are you having a water fight?"

Wen Li was startled: "Did you take this bath for three hours?"

Cheng Mosheng frowned: "Taking a bath?"

As soon as the words were finished, a white dumpling ran towards him, stopped at his feet, didn't stop the car, and rolled around twice.

The braid on Bai Tuanzi's forehead has been removed by Wen Li. It opened a pair of small round eyes, and patted Cheng Mosheng's shoes with its small paws, trying its best to please.

Cheng Mosheng was amused by this little thing, and asked An Cixiu, "Is this the one you picked up by the side of the road?"

An Cixiu nodded.

"It doesn't seem to be very close to you." Cheng Mo pointedly.

indeed.

The water on An Cixiu's body was caused by Bomei's dissatisfaction, and the water on Wen Yue's body was caused by Bomei who insisted on rubbing it into his arms.

It's clear at a glance who is more liked.

An Cixiu was indignant: "This is a white-eyed wolf, and it doesn't matter who picked it up."

Cheng Mosheng changed his slippers, and when he knelt down and teased Bomei with his hand, it saw the opportunity and climbed up his arm along his hand. Its two paws clung tightly to Cheng Mosheng and couldn't get down.

Wen Li said: "This dog is quite spiritual."

Know who is the owner of this house.

Hearing what Yue said, Bomei let out a soft cry, and continued to think about it. Cheng Mo was afraid of falling it, so he quickly put it on the ground and watched it run towards Wen Yue.

"Like it? How about we buy one too?"

Cheng Mosheng watched as Wen Li fiddled with Bomei's chin, its little head swayed, and it gently leaned against his wrist, looking peaceful.

Wen Li shook his head: "I bought it and didn't have time to raise it."

He turned to An Cixiu: "What time will you go back?"

An Cixiu made the calculations: "About two days later."

The past two days have been the result of his hard work. The chief assistant said on the phone with a cold face, it doesn't matter if the business trip takes longer, but don't play outside to relax. If you don't come back again, he will call the chairman, hoping He likes to do it for himself.

An Cixiu was speechless, he had never seen a migrant worker who could threaten the boss like this!

But he still succumbed to Joss' cold face, and bought two more days to play, and he would stay until September [-]th at most, before he was about to leave.

Wen Li rubbed Bomei's dog's head: "Then it will stay here before you go back, is that okay?"

An Cixiu looked at Gouzi who was having fun, and suspected that even if he wanted to take Gouzi away now, he would not agree.

"of course can."

Cheng Mosheng got off work early today, and cooked himself a sumptuous dinner.It was rare for An Cixiu not to be kicked out on the grounds of disturbing the world of the two of them. He took a sip of side dish and served it with some white wine, and said, "Cheng, your skills are getting better and better. I really miss being roommates with you." day."

Wen Li asked: "Can you still cook by yourself when you are in college?"

Cheng Mosheng nodded: "Yes, the high-end apartment is equipped with a small kitchen. If you are tired of school meals, you can buy materials and make them yourself."

Wen Li: "But he doesn't look like a medical student either. Still roommates with you?"

Cheng Mosheng: "He majored in finance, and because he was the last one left in the dormitory, he was assigned to our dormitory."

It may be because the food on the table was so delicious, An Cixiu drank more and more fiercely, and soon downed a catty of white wine, but he acted as if nothing happened, his face didn't blush and his heart didn't beat, and he even yelled for a few rounds Landlords.

Wen Li was startled by his drinking capacity, he quietly asked Cheng Mosheng: "Will you not get drunk if you drink like this?"

Cheng Mosheng explained indifferently: "Because of blood, he can still have two more cans of beer."

"Don't you really want to play Fighting the Landlord?" An Cixiu was very dissatisfied with the young couple's whispering.

"You should go back, it's late." Cheng Mosheng looked at the clock on the wall, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

"It's still early, and can't you stay with me for the night?"

"There is no room for you to sleep in."

"Such a big house doesn't even have a guest room?!" An Cixiu was shocked, "Could the Cheng family be going bankrupt?"

"There are only two bedrooms..."

"That's not right, you two share one room, and I share one..." An Cixiu paused, sensing something was wrong, "Isn't that right, do you still sleep in separate rooms now?"

An Cixiu scratched his head: "Isn't that appropriate. Do you sleep in separate rooms when you get married in China? I remember my dad didn't seem to say that..."

Cheng Mosheng was silent.

Wen Yue was also silent.

Before he could say the next sentence, Cheng Mosheng asked, "Are you going?"

An Cixiu: "I won't go!"

An Cixiu: "I remember my father told me when I was young that husbands and wives would only sleep in separate rooms if they quarreled or had a bad relationship. Did you fight? It doesn't look like it."

Wen Li interjected weakly: "Actually, I can also snore."

An Cixiu:?

Wen Li: "My friend's mother just can't stand the other party's snoring and proposed to sleep in separate rooms."

An Cixiu: "Oh. So which one of you snores?"

Liquor is bold.

These words may be applicable to An Cixiu at this time.

Although he was not drunk, his words and deeds were still affected by alcohol. Normally, he would never have been wrangling in front of Cheng Mosheng for so long.Even if you don't understand it, you still mutter a few words in your heart, and you don't want to make sidelines, instead of doing it recklessly.

After three seconds of silence, Cheng Mosheng suddenly sighed, "If you want to stay, then stay."

He looked at Wen Li: "What do you think?"

Wen Li: "Huh? I don't seem to have any problems...?"

So An Cixiu just stayed.

Wen Yue put new sheets in the room, tidied up the messy bedside table, and told An Cixiu that the towels for bathing were in the second compartment of the closet, the one on the left was the new towel, and the one on the right was the old one.After explaining, he came out of the bedroom. Cheng Mosheng was sitting on the sofa, and Bomei was squatting at his feet, playing with a ball of yarn. When he got tired of playing, he climbed up on the sofa and jumped twice, but fell off the sofa with one paw slipped. He landed on the carpet with his head on the ground, cute and cute.

Wen Yue couldn't help laughing out loud, Cheng Mosheng asked him to sit down next to him, the TV in front of him was still on the boring news station, Wen Yue started to lose his mind after watching it for 2 minutes.He picked up Pomeranian that fell pitifully on the ground, put it on his lap, and teased it with a ball of yarn in his hand. After some time, Cheng Mosheng asked him during the commercial break, "Where do you sleep tonight?"

He paused: "Sleeping in my room?"

The author has something to say:

An Cixiu: An ordinary love tool

Regarding the dog that appeared in the article, please don’t look at it with normal eyes, because I have never raised a dog. One of the few dog-raising experiences is my grandma’s native dog. I eat meat, but it eats bones_( :з"∠)_