The Sand Sculpture Actor Awakens

Hearing Rong Qian's compliment, which seemed sincere but was actually deceitful upon careful analysis, Ban Zhun instantly got goosebumps.

When he helped Baizhi into the room just now, he probably didn't touch anything that shouldn't be touched, right?

Could it be that he had been a pervert for a long time before, and muscle memory really drove him to touch Bai Zhi's slender waist?

So Rong Qian... this should be yin and yang, right?right?

It should be to make him a little self-aware, not to casually covet the possessions of his protagonist.

Ban Zhun secretly took a look at Rong Qian's expression again, and found that the boy's face was a little unnatural. Although his eyes did not stay on Bai Zhi who was curled up on the bed, his white earlobe was slightly red.

I guess so.

He is sour.

But this is also a good thing, after all, it can prove that he still has feelings for Bai Zhi, even if his mouth is stiff, he can't hide his blushing and shyness.

Thinking of this, Ban Zhun stood up with his crutches, and wanted to wipe Bai Zhi's face, which was covered with fine sweat, so that he could sleep more comfortably and Rong Qian could feel better.

But he still has injuries on his hand, so he can't wash the towels and carry the water basin. The first three fingers of his right hand can be used, but it doesn't seem like that kind of thing for the old man to hold his orchid fingers...

Ban Zhun lowered his head, stretched his stiff right hand hesitantly, and just wanted to go out, but Bai Yi, who was lying on the bed blindfolded, grabbed his right wrist and begged in a low voice:

"Brother Zhun...don't leave me alone..."

Ban Zhun's hands were prone to redness and chapping. Before Bai Zhi came to his house, he had just applied some hand cream. At this time, he was pulled hard, and the slender fingers on his wrist touched Ban Zhun's fingertips along the greasy touch. , Naturally, it also affected the ring finger with the splint.

"hiss……"

In fact, Ban Zhun's perception of pain is not very sensitive on weekdays, but after all, the ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the fragile wound can't bear such a pull. Ban Zhun instantly turned pale from the pain, and quickly withdrew his hand, trembling and curling up Finger up.

As soon as Rong Qian's expression changed, he subconsciously wanted to come over to check on his injuries.

However, Ban Zhun misunderstood that he shook off Bai Zhi's hand quite vigorously, and quickly explained, "No force, no force."

What he said was ambiguous, making the listener subconsciously move closer to the meaning he understood immediately.

With his explanation, Rong Qian suddenly realized that his attitude just now seemed a bit too active, and seeing that Ban Zhun's expression had really returned to normal, he felt relieved, and his gloomy eyes fell on Bai Zhi, who was still glowing. On his flushed and drunken face.

Ban Zhun found out that after Rong Qian heard his explanation, he still went to see Bai Zhi's state at the first moment, and he couldn't help feeling envious while being relieved.

In short, Ban Zhun doesn't know why he has such emotions. It may be because it is combined with the touch of cp in the original book, and seeing is believing at the moment, so besides the sense of accomplishment, he also laments that he is a cannon fodder Slag Gong's tragic fate.

"You help me take care of him, I'll get some water to wipe his face."

Ban Zhun pursed his lips, bent down and carefully covered Bai Zhi with the quilt, and walked out with a cane.

However, when he passed Rong Qian who was standing at the door of the bedroom, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

The boy's warm palm was a bit too sudden for Ban Zhun who was cold all over his body, and even a little hot, so hot that Ban Zhun shrank his shoulders involuntarily.

Rong Qian quickly let go of his wrist, looking away, "I'll go."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked into the bathroom, and gently started to turn on the water.

Ban Zhun watched him walking to the bathroom with the same hands and feet a few steps away, and couldn't help sighing again at the greatness of love.

The scorching temperature on the wrist spread rapidly, Ban Zhun stretched out his fingers to touch the piece of skin that had been held, and pressed his chest with a beating heart in confusion.

scared to death.

Just now he thought that Rong Qian was going to wring his hand off.

It turns out that the protagonist Shoudang really has such a great charm, but simply being a little drunk can make the protagonist Gong let go of his hatred for the scum villain and fetch water to wipe his face in distress.

Tsk tsk tsk, finally he saw it.

Ban Zhun looked back at the beautiful protagonist Shou who was sleeping again under the quilt, and sighed slowly.

What a lucky little angel.

Rong Qian was nimble, and quickly walked back to the guest bedroom with half a basin of steaming warm water, placed the basin beside Bai Zhi's bed, and then stood there without moving.

Ban Zhun knew that he was introverted. Although he already had a good impression of his predestined sweetheart, it was the first meeting in principle, so it was easy to make people feel embarrassed when he came up to wipe his face.

So Ban Zhun volunteered to help Rong dive, dragged the basin with one hand, squeezed the soft towel hard, squeezed out the water, and then gently covered Bai Zhi's forehead to wipe it.

Rong Qian's gaze has been entwined on Ban Zhun's pale and thin wrist, so naturally he can't help but see Bai Zhi's face being taken care of by Ban Zhun.

She is really good-looking, with light eyebrows, narrow and long eye tails, a small nose tip, and a red mouth.

But in all fairness, whether it's facial features or body shape, they are all a bit worse than Ban Zhun.

Ban Zhun is also looking at Bai Zhi's appearance.

But more, it is the development of the story line that needs to be promoted by him after consideration.

Although Rong Qian has feelings for Bai Zhi now, it is still not stable after all. If you want them to be together sooner, you have to let the two of them know and communicate earlier.

Ban Zhun suddenly realized that he had no way to introduce Rong Qian's identity to Bai Zhi, let alone explain his relationship with Rong Qian to Bai Zhi.

He must not let Bai Zhi know about his secret marriage with Rong Qian, otherwise it will become a huge gap between the two, and in the end it will be his class Zhun who forcibly married a civilian man.

Ban Zhun would never forget these things on a normal day, but because of Bai Zhi's sudden arrival, Ban Zhun felt that he could complete the task ahead of schedule, so his mind became a little hot for a while, and he let Rong Qian and Bai Zhi go without hesitation. met.

But now it seems that fortunately Bai Zhi was drunk and did not leave a deep impression on Rong Qian.

Before he could finish wiping Bai Zhi's face, Rong Qian turned around and walked out, and then there was a sound of closing the door of the master bedroom.

Ban Zhun put the towel into the basin, helped Bai Zhi tuck in the quilt, and leaned against the head of the bed to guard for a while.

He also didn't want Rong Qian to have drunken memories of Bai Zhi, so he got up and left the bedroom, went to the living room, took out his mobile phone and called Zhen Bujia, wanting to urge him again.

He sent a text message to Zhen Bujia just now, but it has been nearly an hour so far, and Zhen Bujia has not replied for a long time.

Because of the boss's injury, Zhen Bujia was enjoying the hard-won chic life to the fullest. When Ban Zhun called, he had just picked up Wen Wen who was sitting on his lap.

"Damn it, it's Brother Zhun." Seeing Ban Zhun's call, Zhen Bujia immediately pushed Wenwen away, walked to a secluded place with the phone in his hand and picked it up, "Brother Zhun."

Seeing that the caller on the screen was Ban Zhun, Wen Wen hurriedly lifted up his shorts, twisted his waist and followed, ready to have a word with Ban Zhun on the other end of the phone.

Hearing the noise over there, Ban Zhun frowned unaccustomedly, his voice was much cooler than usual, "Didn't you see the text message I sent you?"

Zhen Bujia's heart sank, and he hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry Brother Zhun, I didn't pay attention just now, I'll watch it now."

He was really confused. Although Ban Zhun had a car accident, he was still Ban Zhun after all. The arrogance and indifference that had been carved into his bones before could not be removed from his temperament.

"You ask Baizhi's manager, Amy, to come and pick him up."

Zhen Bujia gasped, "Bai Zhi? Brother Zhun, is Mr. Rong at home?"

Ban Zhun had long forgotten his confession to Rong Qian because of perfunctory Zhen Bujia, "Yes."

Zhen Bujia pressed the hand that was ready to move, and signaled him not to make trouble with his eyes, "Brother Zhun, the three of you..."

Only then did Ban Zhun realize that he had misunderstood, but he couldn't explain it to him, so he could only say coldly, "You've asked too many questions recently."

Hearing this familiar indifferent tone, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Zhen Bujia's back:

"Yes, Brother Zhun, I'll contact Amy right now."

After explaining some recent company affairs to Zhen Bujia, Ban Zhun checked the time when he hung up the phone, went to the kitchen to get a glass of warm water, and walked into the guest bedroom where Bai Zhi was sleeping with a single crutch.

Ban Zhun has always been a person who can drink very well at the wine table, so he deeply understands the situation after getting drunk. The more and longer he sleeps, the more uncomfortable he will be when he wakes up.

Therefore, he felt that if Bai Zhi slept too much, he would have a headache, so he planned to wake Bai Zhi to let him drink some water, and let him narrate his experience before coming here.

Bai Zhi's behavior of abandoning his usual shy image and coming to his house drunk is definitely something hidden.

However, when the supervisor pushed open the door of the guest bedroom, his pupils constricted instantly.

Bai Zhi is already awake.

Sitting upright on the bed, he looked down at the things in his hands curiously.

Ban Zhun's heart beat faster.

What he held in his hand...was usually hidden at the bottom of the bedside table, his and Rong Qian's...marriage certificate.

Bai Zhi's fingers were slightly bent, and they were resting on the edge of the marriage certificate. It seemed that he hadn't had time to open it, and he didn't see the name and photo inside.

…fortunately.

Ban Zhun didn't have time to feel thankful when he saw this, so he didn't even bother to use his crutches. He threw down the cup and rushed over to the bed, pressing the thing in Bai Zhi's hand under him with his body, so that he couldn't open it.

Still a little drunk, Bai Zhi was pleasantly surprised by Ban Zhun's sudden embrace, his palm-sized face turned slightly red:

"Brother Zhun..."

The bedroom door behind him creaked slightly.

Ban Zhun turned around in embarrassment——

Rong Qian's cold black eyes were staring at the place where he and Bai Zhi met with a bone-piercing chill.

Is this what he kept saying to Zhen Bujia that he liked him?

The author has something to say:

Ban Boss: If I say that the fabric of Bai Zhi's pants is good, how likely is Rong Qian to believe it?

Mrs. Ban: When I was hidden in the cold palace, no one named Bai was innocent.

[WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooToday is September 52th, and the hair tonic will expire in three days, don't waste it, hit me quickly, I'm not afraid of pain! 】