The Sand Sculpture Actor Awakens

The numbness from the Adam's apple instantly spread to half of Rong Qian's body, so that the whole right arm supporting Ban Zhun lost feeling.

Rong Qian wanted to escape, but unconsciously indulged in it.

He felt that today's Banzhun...was somewhat different from the young man who kissed him in the master bedroom last time.

While hesitating, Ban Zhun let go of Rong Qian's itchy neck, climbed onto his body with hands and feet, squinted his eyes and leaned in front of Rong Qian's face, smacking his lips and sighing:

"You are so beautiful, I like it very much."

Rong Qian couldn't help laughing, raised his hand to straighten his static forehead hair, and responded patiently: "Okay, as long as you like it."

Ban Zhun poked his neck and stared at Rong Qian for a while. He didn't know if it was because he couldn't see clearly, or because he felt a little tired, so he threw his head on Rong Qian's shoulder, and scratched his itchy back with his backhand in dissatisfaction.

The young man's slender neck drooped weakly on Rong Qian's shoulders, and his slender and beautiful fingers fiddled with the tie of the person in front of him, and... the Adam's apple close to the neckline.

Before the part that was tingling from being sucked could recover, it encountered a new round of unscrupulous touch.

This kind of stimulation made Rong Qian subconsciously slow down his breathing, and the fingers covering Ban Zhun's wrist became hot.

"I think it's... a bit cold in this room..."

Ban Zhun was expressing his thoughts sullenly. Because of his thick eyelashes blinking from time to time, the blood flow in the carotid artery seemed to speed up a lot.

But Rong Qian didn't have time to take care of his own situation, he only heard Ban Zhun talking about being cold.

"Then don't move around, I'll hug you, and you won't be cold in a while."

Rong Qian tightened the strength on his arms, hugged the drunk sea otter that had softened into a puddle of water, and comforted him softly: "Look, isn't it cold anymore?"

Ban Zhun grinned, as if he had discovered something worthy of his surprise:

"Really, hold me tighter, I might, might catch fire all of a sudden, hehe."

Rong Qian: "..."

Silly sea otter, sometimes quite smart.

If you hold him tighter, you might really catch fire.

It's just that the ignition point will be different from what he imagined.

"Rong Qian."

Ban Zhun called out to Rong Qian suddenly, and his voice seemed to regain his lucid consciousness.

Rong Qian paused when he patted his back lightly, and replied hesitantly, "Huh?"

After confirming that Rong Qian had indeed responded to him, Ban Zhun returned to his stupid look just now, patted his stomach lazily, and looked like a full-fledged local rich man:

"I'll make you a lot of money."

The smile on the corner of Rong Qian's mouth suddenly froze, and the little bit of ice left in his chest melted away.

It completely turned into a puddle of clear water flowing in my heart.

Rong Qian hugged Ban Zhun tightly, kissed his hot eyelids lightly, and asked with a low smile, "In your heart, I like money that much?"

Ban Zhun didn't answer him anymore, but tightened his arms hugging Rong Qian's back, carefully pecking and kissing the boy's lips that were also hot as an answer.

Rong Qian is unwilling to have their first time in this situation.

He wanted to hear Ban Zhun say he liked him soberly, and he wanted to see Ban Zhun blushing and inviting him to lie on the same bed with him.

At that time, all of this will be considered a matter of course, and it will be considered a peace of mind.

Such a timid, fragile and afraid of the dark sea otter should be taken good care of.

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After sleeping on Ban Zhun's bed for half the night, Rong Qian opened his eyes in a dizzy consciousness.

After struggling for so long last night, he seemed to have caught a cold from Ban Zhun.

But it is still necessary to cook some hot soup for Ban Zhun to drink that can not only sober up, but also relieve cold symptoms.

After washing up, Rong Qian was cooking fish soup in the kitchen, planning to drink it for Ban Zhun who woke up later.

He lowered his head and concentrated on thinking about Nian's latest account where the whereabouts were unknown, but he was scalded by the steam overflowing from the side of the pot, and he turned off the gas valve with a frown.

Just as Rong Qian was about to pour out the soup, he heard a knock on the entrance door.

Who could it be so early?

Rong Qian put the lid on the pot again, raised his legs and walked towards the door.

Before opening the door, he glanced at the screen at the door and was surprised to find that it was Banjo.

Rong Qian opened the door, nodded to Banzhuo, and let him in sideways: "Brother Zhuo."

Just as Ban Zhuo was about to ask Rong Qian what Ban Zhun was doing, his gaze was suddenly attracted by a band-aid on the side of the boy's Adam's apple, which was intended to be concealed, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

"I heard from Uncle Zhao that Ah Zhun was sick and drank alcohol. I'll come and see him."

Banjo was still holding a small pink lunch box in his hand, and he could tell who made it at a glance.

Only Ms. Zhuo Meimei can make such an unsmiling CEO carry this thing up the elevator in a fair manner.

But Banzhuo didn't seem to feel too embarrassed, just handed the lunch box to Rong Qian's hand, "Is he still sleeping, I won't go in and disturb him, you take good care of him."

After finishing speaking, Banjo took another look at the bandage on Rongqian's neck, and then left silently.

After seeing off Banzhuo, Rong Qian had just returned to the kitchen when he heard the knock on the door again.

Thinking it was Banzhuo who wanted to say something to Banzhun, he turned back, but when he opened the door, he found Wenwen.

Rong Qian really didn't have a good impression of these little mistresses that Ban Zhun knew before, just when he was about to expel Wen Wen from his and Ban Zhun's home, he was interrupted by a hoarse voice behind him:

"Wenwen?"

Ban Zhun, who had slept for more than ten hours, was finally awakened by urination. As soon as he walked out of the bedroom door, he saw the poor Wenwen standing outside the door who was scared into a ball by Rong Qian, so he couldn't bear to call him out.

Wen Wen saw the savior, and hurriedly called out, "Brother Zhun!"

Seeing the two people who looked like they were parting to meet again, Rong Qian let go of the doorknob wordlessly, turned around and walked to the kitchen, and at the same time pressed Ban Zhun's forehead unceremoniously, making sure that he didn't feel hot before returning. Go to the kitchen to continue making soup.

Let's make a fuss, no matter what, the housewife in this house is all named Rong, even if Niu Didi, a literary bull, comes to the door to provoke him, he will definitely not cause any trouble.

Ban Zhun couldn't find his way because of Rong Qian's action, he held on to the wall for a while in a daze, then turned his head to signal Wen Wen to enter the room, and then dragged his loose pajama pants into the guest bathroom to solve the big problem.

"Brother Zhun, how is your illness? Huh..."

Wen Wen followed Ban Zhun who came out of the bathroom all the way into the guest bedroom, and closed the door behind him, completely blocking Rong Qian's prying eyes.

Hearing that Ban Zhun was ill, he cried and begged Zhen Bujia for a long time before he was allowed to visit Ban Zhun.

Wenwen's feelings for Ban Zhun can be said to be dead set.

Ever since he was transformed from resplendent to magnificent queen by Ban Zhun, Wen Wen found that not only his workload has decreased, but also the commissions and salaries of the guests ordering wine from him have also increased linearly.

His life has undergone such earth-shaking changes, all thanks to Ban Zhun's help.

Therefore, Wenwen always thinks about Ban Zhun in his heart, and always wants to wear his signature pink hot pants and perform a dance for Ban Zhun.

"Brother Zhun, you used to like to watch Wenwen dance..."

When he said this, Wen Wen's shiny cat eyes didn't dare to look into Ban Zhun's eyes, and a shy smile appeared on his face.

Ban Zhun felt that the momentum was not good, so he quickly turned his head to look at Wenwen, licked his chapped lips lightly, and said, "Wenwen, I..."

Because of his illness, Ban Zhun had no strength and his voice was a little low, so Wenwen didn't even hear a word, and still said to himself:

"Brother Zhun is busy recently, and I have a chance to let Wenwen come to see you today because I am sick."

Wenwen is not restrained, and is about to start performing immediately.

Seeing that Wenwen was about to take off his clothes, Ban Zhun hurriedly stopped his next move in a hoarse voice, and got up eagerly: "Don't! No need!"

His voice was a little hurried, and he coughed immediately, but he was still worried about Wenwen's actions, and turned his head to look at him uneasy. Wan walked in with the cold eyes of the boy.

Rong Qian also seemed to be a little shy of the cold. Wearing a loose turtleneck sweater, he walked to Ban Zhun's bed without looking away, bent over to put down the bowl, and walked out.

Rong Qian was angry.

Ban Zhun sensed Rong Qian's emotions almost instantly.

He obviously didn't say anything, but he seemed to have poured all his anger into the food in the bowl, which made Ban Zhun not even have the courage to look at the bowl.

On weekdays, Ban Zhun thought he was a rough person who didn't care much about other people's feelings, but what surprised Ban Zhun was that as long as he was in front of Rong Qian, no matter whether the little ancestor was happy or sad, angry or confused, he would be the most sympathetic. Quickly identify it, and help Rong Qian solve it in a tactful and roundabout way.

"Brother Zhun, do you remember what Wenwen told you?"

When the low air pressure in the bedroom completely dissipated, Wen Wen was no longer in the mood to dance, and immediately sat down beside Ban Zhun's bed wrapped in a coat, and asked mysteriously in front of Ban Zhun's face.

Ban Zhun was so dizzy that he couldn't even remember his last name, so he couldn't remember what Wenwen said.

"do not remember."

Ban Zhun told the truth.

"Oh, Brother Zhun, idiot," Wenwen said even though he had left the romantic place, but there was still a bit of the charm of the past in his words. Didn't I tell you, Brother Zhun~"

Ban Zhun wanted to get out of bed and explain to Rong Qian that he did not watch Wen Wen dance, and even stopped Wen Wen when he was about to take off his clothes. As complicated as one might imagine.

Therefore, he didn't have the patience to listen to Wenwen's words. After swallowing hard, he hurriedly lowered his head to look for slippers by the bed.

"Brother Zhun, listen to what I have to say~"

Wen Wen grabbed Ban Zhun's wrist and blinked:

"As I said before, Mr. Rong must like you, it's definitely not a simple cooperative relationship between the two of you in variety shows."

Ban Zhun's face turned red, green, and black, and he raised his hand and flicked Wen Wen, "You're crazy."

Wen Wen covered his head with an inscrutable smile, and after massaging Ban Zhun who was sore all over, he planned to leave Ban Zhun's house without disturbing his benefactor's rest.

He carefully closed the door of the office worker's room, carried his coat and walked out of the corridor where the second bedroom was located, and met Rong Qian's indifferent gaze looking at him.

"Hello, Mr. Rong~"

Just seeing Rong Qian's eyes, Wen Wen, who has been in the world of luxury all year round, immediately understood what was in his heart, and also discovered the young man's extremely possessive desire for Ban Zhun.

Like a little wolf cub.

But when those eyes looked at Ban punctually, there was a hint of grievance inadvertently, which made people think that he was a feline who was willing to be competitive from the bottom of his heart.

It's just a little bigger.

Rong Qian knew that Ban Zhun and Wen Wen were innocent, but seeing this little sissy come out of Ban Zhun's bedroom, he still couldn't be happy.

Hearing Wen Wen take the initiative to greet him, Rong Qian just raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly, then leaned back on the sofa and looked down at the book.

Wenwen knew that this little wolf cub would not hurt him, otherwise he would have been crushed by Rong Qian and thrown into the sewer according to the action scenes he saw on TV of strangling other actors.

So seeing Rong Qian like this, he wanted to deliberately tease him: "Mr. Rong, I'm leaving, the fish soup is delicious."

Sure enough, Rong Qian stopped pressing his fingers on the page immediately, and forgot to turn his sharp eyes towards Wen Wen.

Although he was mentally prepared, Wenwen was still frightened by the young man's eyes that seemed to be able to peel him alive, and stopped in his tracks, smiling to save his life:

"Brother Zhun, Brother Zhun said so. The fish soup is delicious, but I dare not touch a drop."

Rong Qian's face looked better now, and he waved to Wenwen impatiently, signaling him to leave quickly.

"Mr. Rong, you have a cold too? You should pay more attention to rest."

Wen Wen has already seen through everything, and he looks like he knows Rong Qian's cold situation like the back of his hand.

Then, under Rong Qian's silent stare, he left Ban Zhun's house with a smile.

Ban Zhun slept until after two o'clock in the afternoon.

When he came out with a tired body, Rong Qian had already placed the food on the dining table.

"It's really bothering you."

Ban Zhun drank a large glass of warm water, and sat opposite Rong Qian holding his chopsticks.

Rong Qian is very curious about Ban Zhun's memory.

It's not that he has never drank alcohol. Although his memory will be interrupted every time he wakes up after being drunk, he still vaguely recalls most of the pictures about when he was drunk.

Ban Zhun, what's the situation?Pretend to be confused?

Rong Qian is not the only one who is equally confused.

Ban Zhun, the party involved, was also very incomprehensible.

Before the car accident, his drinking capacity could be called a god in the Jinghai Liquor Bureau, but until he was discharged from the hospital this time, he became useless and incompetent.

This kind of incompetence is mainly reflected in the fact that he can knock down only a few bottles of liquor, which makes the progress of the business more and more difficult because of his backward drinking capacity.

What's more, every time he wakes up drunk, he can't recall the state when he was drunk.

Whether it was drunk and sleeping with the pillow in his arms, or crying and shouting that he was not drunk, no matter what kind of reaction he had, he had to give him an answer.

When Ban Zhun lowered his head in thought, Rong Qian's cell phone in his pocket vibrated twice.

"Rong Qian~ Can you lend me your notes?"

When he took out his mobile phone to check the news, Rong Qian didn't shy away from Ban Zhun's presence at all, so the girl's voice came directly from the speaker.

Ban Zhun, who was eating, paused in his hands, subconsciously clenched his chopsticks and glanced at Rong Qian, ignoring his own thoughts.

Worse, some girls have already started expressing their affection for Rong Qian!

If Rong Qian's concentration is not enough, or the girl's charm value is too high, then Bai Zhi's old Gong is really likely to empathize with someone else!

Seeing that Ban Zhun's attention was attracted by the voice message from his mobile phone, Rong Qian silently suppressed the curvature of the corners of his lips, and tapped his finger on the screen twice.

Then suddenly, as if remembering something, it was changed to voice transmission:

"I didn't take notes."

Ban Zhun pursed his lips and looked at him, the tension in his heart relaxed slightly.

Why did he feel that Rong Qian's words were more like... an explanation than an answer?

It's just that the answer is for the other person, and the explanation is for yourself?

But what surprised Ban Zhun even more was that after hearing Rong Qian's suspicious explanation, his mood also improved a lot?

The other end stopped for a while, and then sent a message without giving up:

"...Ah? Well, that's right, that's right, and my roommate told me that you missed your class for several months and picked it up in only two weeks. I want to hear about you way of learning."

Rong Qian's answer this time was even colder, even vaguely ruthless:

"Just be smart."

He was really not interested in the way these people in the school tried their best to talk to him. He could barely answer a few words in front of Ban Zhun, and he had already tried his best to maintain his patience.

Rong Qian put down his mobile phone, and his eyes fell on the sea otter who was only focused on eating. Looking at his slightly puffed cheeks when he lowered his eyes and chewed, Rong Qian smiled comfortably.

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Before Ban Zhun's cold completely recovered, the next recording of "A Little Thing to Love You" has already started.

Those that were recorded in advance have already been launched, and the heat and data brought about are unprecedentedly terrifying.

Therefore, Tang Li secretly started to find some other ways to get money, and only took advantage of the time when everyone was separated for many days and got together to chat happily, he proposed the idea he had already decided.

After thinking about it for a while, he simply cut first and played later, so as not to give the guests a chance to refuse, he simply and neatly implemented the preconceived idea.

"Ms. Han stands alone in front of the camera every day and hosts it. It's really hard work."

Tang Li's voice-over was even clearer than Han Jian's mic on his collar: "So the program team invited a flying guest today to accompany Mr. Han to complete today's hosting task."

"And this afternoon, according to the content of the contract, our program will show the audience the most authentic appearance in the form of live broadcast, but don't worry, everyone will return to the state of recording and broadcasting from tomorrow. After all, during this time We have always recorded in advance, so today we want to help everyone get back the previous atmosphere in this way, so now... I want to ask, do you have any objections?"

Tang Li had already figured out the temperament of these guests, and knew that they would not care about the one or two hours of live broadcast, let alone the opportunity to increase traffic for himself, who would refuse.

Everyone was tacitly aware of the program group's methods, thinking that there was no loss to themselves, so they agreed, and even relatively speaking, they wanted to look forward to the new guests.

Inviting newcomers, either someone's new drama is about to be released, or Jin Yang or Ewing is about to make a song, it can't be that Ban Zhun's company is going to start a new business, and the program team invited Party A here, right?

Although the program team invited Han Jian as a surprise partner, Han Jian had to personally introduce the new guest.

"Today we invited a young actor of the new generation of domestic entertainment to our scene—"

Han Jian purposely put on a show, his eyes fell on Rong Qian's face beside Ban Zhun, and the corner of his mouth showed a faint smile, as if he was waiting to watch the excitement.

However, under the control of Han Jian's trained expression management, he can still easily pose in front of the camera with a calm and calm posture, so elegant that no one can find a trace of fault.

"Who?"

Song Sihan's eyes lit up, and he didn't care about the sea of ​​jealousy from her husband winking.

Qiao Mu's knowing smile made Jin Yang and Ewing even more curious.

After Ban Zhun took a look at Rong Qian, he turned his head to look at the door.

"Next, let's invite our flying guests of this issue—"

Han Jian stretched out his hand towards the door, and the staff outside opened the doors on both sides at the right time, and let in a boy who looked handsome and fresh from his figure.

When people walked in, the live broadcast entrance of the official Weibo was also opened by the staff of the program group at the same time.

A large number of viewers poured into the live broadcast room, and immediately began to output crazily:

[Holy shit, so thin, no, it feels good]

【Looks pretty good】

[Legs are not expected to be long]

[How much money ls received, is it not unconscionable to speak for bz]

Song Sihan is very familiar with the beautiful male stars in the circle, and when others are a little uncertain, she has already called out the names of the flying guests:

"Bai Zhi?!"

【Oh, my little angel! 】

[Oh my god, run, the old sp, Ban Zhun, is here!run! 】

[Thinking too much, Jasper's charm is not enough to beat Baizhi? 】

Seeing that it was Bai Zhi who came in, Rong Qian was a little surprised at first, but then became calm again.

Overwhelmed by one's own strength, the mantis' arms are like a cart, its eggs are hitting rocks, gnats are shaking trees, and toads want to eat swan meat.

His mind had never been filled with so many idioms in an instant.

"Welcome, Baizhi~"

Ban Zhun was already with Song Sihan, extending a hand of friendship to Bai Zhi, just like the etiquette of men and women welcoming guests.

【release!Don't touch our house! 】

【Ban Zhun is helping Bai Zhi like this?Didn't you see that the rest of the guests didn't want to make sense of it? 】

【Who cares】

In view of the fact that Bai Zhi and Ban Zhun have collaborated in two dramas in a row, the program team also wanted to take advantage of their scandal to create a wave of momentum, and at the same time that director Qiao Musheng was present, the popularity of the program was raised to a higher level.

"As Ah Zhun's 'tacit partner' and Mr. Han's 'one-day partner' today, we, Bai Zhi, can freely choose who we want to help today..."

Seeing that Bai Zhi really wanted to help Ban Zhun, Tang Li used this excuse to push Bai Zhi into Ban Zhun's team:

"Hahaha, Baizhi must have made his own choice."

[Choose Han and see, Mr. Han is so miserable hahaha]

[Choose a dog, don't choose a class]

Seeing that Bai Zhi had already apologized to Han Jian with a smile, and then walked to Ban Zhun's side, Tang Li began to announce the mission:

"Ladies and gentlemen, our task today is for everyone to enter the vegetable greenhouse in the resort and get as many ingredients as possible within half an hour, and these ingredients will become your food source for the next three days. Now --start!"

As soon as Tang Li finished speaking, he withdrew behind the camera.

Immediately afterwards, the cameraman followed the guests who rushed into the vegetable shed and ran in.

"Brother Zhun, I'm coming~"

Bai Zhi didn't follow Han Jian, but followed Ban Zhun with a small basket on his shoulders.

[Fuck, what, are you crazy?Why talk to perverts? ! 】

[Run quickly, don't get entangled with Ban Zhun, you will become unlucky! 】

【Are you still the group of people who drool at Ban Zhun? 】

"Hey," Ban Zhun pulled out a white radish and stuffed it into Bai Zhi's vegetable basket, then turned around and told him, "Be careful when you walk, the roads are very muddy."

Bai Zhitian replied in a silky voice: "Understood, brother Zhun, I will follow you and step on your footprints."

Ban Zhun was stunned by the cuteness of the protagonist Shou.

But he didn't forget his roots, he turned his head to see Rong Qian's expression.

Look at your wife more, how cute, if you don't come, I will...

When he was secretly thinking about Rong Qian's thoughts, Ban Zhun met Rong Qian's eyes looking at him, and the little thoughts in his heart disappeared immediately, and he hurriedly lowered his head and pulled out the carrots guiltily.

Rong Qian glanced at Baizhi indifferently, and looked at him for a long time, then lowered his head, and calmly picked the ripe cherry tomatoes on the seedlings.

Netizens in the comment area are sharp-eyed:

【How did I find out that the atmosphere between the newcomer Baizhi and Jasper is a bit subtle? 】

[I also think... there is something unspeakable &*%￥#&* between the two of them, right? 】

【No, you will understand everything when you look at Ban Zhun with glowing eyes】

[Fuck, I went back and watched the screen recording twice before I realized why Ban Zhun is always staring at Bai Zhi?No wonder Jasper often stares blankly! 】

"Come on, let me give you these carrots too, eat more, you are too thin."

Every time Ban Zhun picks two portions of vegetables, he will turn back and pass one to Bai.

And his behavior of ignoring Rong Qian and repeatedly helping Bai Zhi complete the task instantly angered countless audiences who supported Rong Qian.

[Damn it, the old sp is really an old sp, just came such a young one, the newcomer will win the old one immediately! 】

[In terms of youth, we Jasper are still young, right? 】

【Poor Jasper, come to my sister's arms, don't be sad】

Rong Qian walked slowly behind Ban Zhun with a basket on his shoulders, and occasionally took the carrots and potatoes he picked from the field, frowning slightly, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, when Rong Qian passed one of the high-definition cameras in the shed, he suddenly coughed twice with some discomfort.

Ban Zhun was worried that he would be agitated by the damp smell of the soft soil in the shed, so he couldn't help turning his head nervously, not even noticing that the carrots in the basket had rolled to the ground.

[I can still remember looking back at Jasper, our Jasper is so pitiful]

【Woooooo sister hugs Jasper】

"What's wrong, Rong Qian?"

When Ban Zhun turned his head to look at Rong Qian, his eyes quickly passed by Bai Zhi who was also looking this way.

You always feel unwell, why don't you come over and take a look, if you come over and care about him a little, you won't necessarily be single when you leave here!

Overwhelmed by this young couple who seem to have severe emotional cognitive impairment, Ban Zhun had no choice but to ask Rong Qian in a false fuss:

"Oh, Rong Qian, what's wrong with you? Is it not, comfortable, comfortable?"

He purposely prolonged the word "uncomfortable", only hoping to use this method to arouse Bai Zhi's concern for Rong Qian.

Rong Qian was a little surprised by Ban Zhun's attitude, and even felt that he had just seen a trace of the charm of his mother-in-law's speech in Ban Zhun.

Bai Zhi really looked this way.

Rong Qian frowned, raised his hand to cover the lower part of his Adam's apple, pulled it lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Hmm... a little uncomfortable."

[Jasper is really out of luck for marrying this philandering radish]

[When I get rich, I must marry Jasper back home]

Ban Zhun didn't quite understand what he meant, so he could only focus on Rong Qian's next move and the turtleneck sweater he often wore these days.

Every day is a different style, but every day is the same turtleneck.

Bai Zhi also crossed two high ditches. With the intention of getting closer to Ban Zhun, he pretended to be curious about Rong Qian's current situation, and asked Rong Qian pretendingly:

"What's wrong with you Jasper?"

[Jasper looks really uncomfortable]

[Ban Zhun is all to blame]

Rong Qian was questioned twice by the two, which was enough to draw everyone's attention. At this time, they all stopped their work and turned to ask Rong Qian with concern:

"What's the matter Jasper? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Brother Zhun, why don't you take Jasper back to rest first, and I'll pick your dishes."

Ewing also took the initiative to come over, as if to take the vegetable basket in Rong Qian's arm.

"Zhun, Bai Zhi needs your care, and Jasper is sick again, what should you do?"

Yang Wenzhuo never stopped his cynicism. After being elbowed by Song Sihan, he held his chin and calmed down.

[Hahahahahahahaha, Song Sihan is really a person who doesn't talk too much.]

[Damn laughing, only his wife can cure Yang Wenzhuo's bad mouth]

Ban Zhun ignored Yang Wenzhuo's sarcastic remarks, stepped on the wet mud, and walked towards Rongqian: "Rongqian?"

His feet were empty, and he almost knelt on the ground, but was grabbed by Rong Qian's arms nimbly, and he stood up straight again.

Ban Zhun didn't care about the shock, he still stared at Rong Qian seriously, waiting for his answer.

Rong Qian smiled embarrassedly: "I'm fine, Brother Zhun."

[Wooooow, poor Jasper, forced to watch her husband flirt with other men in front of her face, and pretend she wasn’t unhappy]

[Pay attention to the wording, Bai Zhicai did not flirt with Ban Zhun]

【Yo, looking for pants to wear by myself, did I mention Bai Zhi's surname or his name? 】

Ewing asked, "What's the matter with you, Jasper? If you're really uncomfortable, don't force it."

Although Rong Qian didn't like to laugh, he was a very nice person. He and Jin Yang really regarded the child and Ban Zhun as close friends.

Seeing that Rong Qian was uncomfortable at this time, Ewing naturally felt nervous for him.

But he didn't know that Rong Qian was waiting for someone to ask such a question.

Hearing Ewing's question, Rong Qian made an embarrassing look of "If it wasn't because you asked, I really didn't want to say it", and slowly pressed the collar around his neck.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the band-aid covering the Adam's apple was uncovered——

Ban Zhun was also curious about the band-aid on Rong Qian's neck, seeing that he was willing to take it off by himself, he couldn't help staring at it seriously.

A red mark that has become a little pale, but it can be seen at a glance what kind of force and method it was caused by. With the movement of Rong Qian's finger lifting, it was immediately exposed to the sight of all the guests.

Rong Qian looked at Ban Zhun's astonished eyes, pursed his lips, and sighed helplessly:

"Brother Zhun, can you not make it so serious next time, it hurts a bit."

Ban Zhun: "???"

[? ? ! 】

[Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh 】

【Ban Zhun is really fucking lucky】

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