The Sand Sculpture Actor Awakens

Almost half of the customers in the hall were attracted by the movement of Ban Zhun. Combined with the address of the young man behind him, they confirmed the young man's identity by [-]% after taking a closer look.

"Huh? That person seems to be Ban Zhun."

"Which one?"

"The one standing by the fire hydrant."

As soon as these words with accurate positioning came out, the rest of the customers who had been focusing on their mobile phones followed their gazes, and their mood for eating melons was high.

"Didn't Ban Zhun just finish a variety show called something trivial? Isn't it a love variety show? Why did it appear here?"

"That's right, after performing decently on the show, and returning to life, she's not the same as us..."

"It's a pity that Rongqian is gone, tsk, I don't know what to think at such a young age, but I'm with him."

"Those who took the money, some of the celebrity's feelings are true."

Ban Zhun didn't have time to explain too much to Rong Qian, so he frantically pressed the hang up button on the screen a few times, quickly put the phone back in his pocket, then covered his face with his sleeve, turned around and wanted to escape back to his exclusive box take refuge in.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he bumped into Wenwen who was chasing him.

It's nothing if the bridge of the nose is sore, but the unzipped backpack that Wenwen was still holding in his hand was completely scattered because of the collision of the two of them, and all of them fell on the ground, exposing everyone present in the eyes.

Ban Zhun stared at the pile of round objects of different lengths on the ground, speechless for a while: "..."

Due to the security personnel who had already stood in a circle around Ban Zhun to protect him, the melon-eaters could only stay far away from the outer circle, turn on their mobile phone cameras, put them on the largest pile of things on the ground, and send out exclaimed:

"Damn it, little toy, you can have fun, Master Ban."

Ban Zhun looked around for a week, and his eyes fell on the face of the security guard who looked like the captain who was closest to him, and pointed to the rest of the security guards: "...can you take them far away first?"

Otherwise, how can people squat down and pick up this pile of things on the ground?

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ban, we received Mr. Rong's order in advance," the security captain came out from another direction, with a respectful but without any personal feelings, "When Mr. Ban you appear in the magnificent, we I have the obligation and responsibility to protect you every step of the way."

Ban Zhun: "..." Rong Qian must have done it intentionally.

He would rather not have this suffocating protection.

"Oh, why don't you go farther away."

Wenwen was in this magnificent place like a fish in water, once he acted coquettishly, even the security captain couldn't help it, so he blushed and avoided looking, and turned his back to Ban Zhun and the two in unison.

But still unswervingly adhere to the order given by Mr. Rong: "I'm sorry Mr. Ban, we just don't look at it."

Ban Zhun: "..."

What's the use of talking about it now, what should be read and what should not be read, haven't you all read it?

Knowing that he had done something wrong, Wen Wen hurriedly stuck out his tongue at Ban Zhun apologetically, and whispered, "I'm sorry, Brother Zhun."

Ban Zhun didn't intend to blame Wenwen at first, he could only say that it was too coincidental, so he shook his head and took the backpack from Wenwen's hand.

He didn't seem to care about the fact that he was taken a lot of unclear photos by the people next to him. He just carried the things in his hands and left the magnificent through the side door of the parking lot, followed by the security personnel.

When Rong Qian called, Zhang Lang was confronting those who refused to delete the photos one-on-one: "Guys, I'm not as talkative as my boss. If you really don't want to cooperate, then the boss may be required to come." Talk to everyone in detail."

Its magnificent scale cannot be found in the whole Jinghai City, so the people who come here to play are relatively famous people.

But no matter how powerful these people are, they will not be willing to offend the ruthless King of Hades of the Ban family.

What's more, recently the owner of this club has suddenly changed to someone who doesn't know the real person but only hears about his evil name, so no normal person would want to get into this trouble because of a meal for no reason.

After looking at each other, although the people present were not very reconciled, they still endured their anger and deleted the photo, and accepted the security inspection.

The moment Zhang Lang answered the phone with a threatening expression, he became more kind than ever: "Mr. Rong, the matter has been settled, do you have any other orders?"

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After returning home, Ban Zhun learned the previous lesson and directly hid the small toys he got from Wenwen in the safe. After closing the door, he tapped the combination lock twice to show his peace of mind. .

After Ban Zhun changed into his pajamas, he lay lazily on the sofa, waiting for his elder brother who had received orders from Ms. Zhuo Meimei to come and deliver dinner to him in person.

When the doorbell rang, Ban Zhun immediately corrected his sitting posture.

Although he is now with Rong Qian and his life has been saved, after all, in the original book, the eldest brother always dislikes him, and he might be dragged out of the house and thrown into prison at any moment.

Even after getting along for such a long time, Ban Zhun doesn't feel that his elder brother has such a deep resentment towards him, and even helps him very often, so Ban Zhun's respect for Ban Zhuo radiates from the inside out.

"Good evening, brother."

Ban Zhun opened the door and greeted the tall Banjo sideways.

"Ah."

Banjo's face was as cold as ever.

Ban Zhun sensibly took the pink lunch box from Ban Zhuo's hand, walked quickly to the kitchen to find the bowls and chopsticks, and turned around to ask:

"Brother, have you had dinner yet?"

Banzhuo raised his head and glanced at Ban Zhun quite unexpectedly, his eyes fell on the smiling eyes of the young man, he couldn't help being slightly startled, and the sentence "eat" that was originally intended to lie suddenly changed. Cheng: "...not yet."

This kid seems to have really changed.

"Then let's go together, brother, how much can you eat? Is four taels enough?"

Ban Zhun is a respectable person. In addition to pouring water, he has to wear an apron even if he enters the kitchen to heat dishes in the microwave.

At this time, holding a rice spoon in his hand, he weighed the rice in the spoon again and again, just like the aunt who was always worried about the school's capital chain in the university cafeteria, so her hands shook repeatedly.

"That's enough," Banzhuo put down his phone, stood up and walked towards the kitchen, avoiding Banzhun's eyes, took his rice bowl and put it on the dining table, cleared his throat, and changed the subject, "Mom does what you love food."

Ban Zhun sensitively caught the key words in Banzhuo's words, and thought that his elder brother didn't like these dishes, so he hurriedly said, "Brother, shall I cook two more dishes for you?"

In fact, he can cook by himself, but due to Ms. Zhuo Meimei's maternal love, Ban Zhun can only wait for the family members in the old house to feed him.

Seeing Banzhuo's unnatural expression at this time, Ban Zhun immediately rolled up his sleeves and wanted to go to the walk-in refrigerator to get some vegetables and beef out.

"No, I like these too."

Banjo felt a little uncomfortable with Banzhun's cautious appearance in front of him at all times, and tapped the table with his knuckles, "Sit down and eat."

After putting the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher, Ban Zhun held the computer and asked Ban Zhuo many questions, until he even yawned several times, only to realize that the time was almost ten o'clock at night, so he hurriedly apologized Banjo said:

"Oh, brother, I'm really sorry, it's been so late after we chatted."

Banzhuo's eyes stayed on Banzhun's computer screen, and his slender fingers tapped on the keyboard quickly. After a long time, he raised his eyes to look at his younger brother who looked terrified.

"It's okay, it's only ten o'clock."

Seeing that he was leaving, Ban Zhun went to the kitchen, went to the refrigerator and took out the honey grapefruit jelly that Rong Qian made for him before going abroad.

This was done by Rong Qian on the eve of leaving the country overnight after getting closer to the crew after joining the crew.

Ban Zhun couldn't help but filled half of it with a spare glass bottle and stuffed it into Banzhuo's hands, and said with a smile: "Brother, take some candy, it's very sweet and not greasy at all."

Banjo wanted to decline, but he changed his mind the moment the bottle with the residual body temperature of the youth was stuffed into his palm.

Raising his other hand, he gently pinched Ban Zhun's cheek, and smiled faintly: "Go to bed early, remember to eat carrots."

Ban Zhun was very moved by his efforts during this time.

How could even his eldest brother, who is so moody and domineering, be influenced by him? !

Ban Zhun sent Ban Zhuo to the elevator entrance, closed the entrance door after entering the house, and walked towards the bedroom, taking out his mobile phone to send Rong Qian a good night message.

Unexpectedly, as soon as it was unlocked, Rong Qian called.

Ban Zhun quickly picked it up, with a smile in his eyes, "Are you done?"

"Zhun Zhun, I'm sorry..." Rong Qian's hoarse voice contained a bit of apology, mixed with the only tenderness, which made Ban Zhun unconsciously slow down his breathing, "I still need more Delay for a few more days."

"Ah," I don't know if it was infected by his emotions, or because of something else, but Ban Zhun's voice was also low, "Then...how many more days?"

Rong Qian seemed to chuckle lightly, as if feeling very satisfied, he began to tease Ban Zhun: "Why, my Zhun Zhun misses me?"

Ban Zhun immediately retorted: "I didn't."

After finishing speaking, he felt that his rebuttal was too fast, which might make Rong Qian feel sad, so he added a guilty conscience, "I didn't expect...to that extent."

"Haha, as long as Zhunzhun misses me, I win." Rong Qian's voice always has an invisible temptation in Banzhun's ears, "A little bit in Zhunzhun's eyes will be magnified countless times with me." times."

Ban Zhun's ears felt hot.

This brat is too...

Rong Qian suddenly remembered the matter of Ban Zhun's shooting next week, and hurriedly asked: "Zun Zhun, I may not have returned to China on the day you start the shooting, can you let other actors shoot first, your part will wait until I go to the set, with you?"

Ban Zhun shook his head, realized that Rong Qian couldn't see, and said: "No, I must take Director Qiao's play seriously, and I can't let his impression of me change after so much effort to collapse again. Besides, it's possible that I will be with you." Can you shoot it?"

Rong Qian played the rogue in a scheming manner: "I am your buff, although you are already very powerful, but with the aura I stacked on it, you will be even more invincible."

Listening to him say these silly words, Ban Zhun's mood really improved a lot, so he smiled and scolded him: "Who wants to listen to your nonsense, I'm going to sleep."

Before he could tell Rong Qian to drink more hot water and rest more, a few hurried calls came from over there.

Rong Qian hurriedly answered a few words in fluent German, and then said to Ban Zhun, "Zun Zhun, I'm going to go first, sleep well, don't play with your phone, good night."

In the end, I still felt that it was not enough, so I added it to the microphone: "mua~"

Ban Zhun pressed the hang up button with a smile, and sighed melancholy while looking at the screen.

I haven't seen him for many days, I really... miss him a little bit.

Many points.

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Ban Zhun is about to participate in the filming of the movie called "The City of Twilight". It tells the story of two men in love, Tong Jike and Jiang An, who were forced to live together under the strange eyes of the world when same-sex marriage was not legalized many years ago. Separation, the last one married the bride with lights and festoons, a story that ended in despair and depression.

"Mu" and "Mu" in the film title have the same pronunciation, but the meaning is completely different, which just sets off the tragic ending of Tong Jike at the end of the film from the side.

The beginning of the movie is narrated from the perspective of Tong Jike before he died, heavy and tragic, a typical Qiao Musheng-style lens.

The story begins with Tong Jike struggling to find a ring buried in the sand from the bottom of the river, and handing it, dripping wet, to Jiang An, who is squatting on the bank in despair.

Seeing that the stranger who was willing to jump into the river to find a ring for him was so handsome and tall, Jiang An, who was betrayed by his lover before marriage, fell in love with Tong Jike at first sight, and the two fell in love quickly.

And Ban Zhun's first act after joining the group was to look for the ring in the water that Jiang An threw into the river in a rage.

But filming is filming after all, and actors who are not professional swimmers cannot really enter the raging and dirty river bottom. We can only build a large water tank on the set for the filming crew to use.

Zhen Bujia cared about Ban Zhun's safety as much as anyone in the Ban family.

For one thing, Ban Zhun treats him very differently from the past, from what was barely a friend before, to a friendship that is almost brotherly by leaps and bounds.

Another reason is the double threat from Banjo and Rong Qian.

Yes, it is a threat.

Thinking of Rong Qian's cold voice telling him to take good care of Ban Zhun, Zhen Bujia's liver trembled again, and he leaned into Ban Zhun's ear and whispered, "Brother Zhun, that's cold water, you can't drink it yourself, hear that?" No, I beg you."

Before Ban Zhun could answer his question, Qiao Musheng had already walked over from the cameraman and looked at Ban Zhun with a smile.

"Can I go into battle myself?"

Although Qiao Musheng's impression of Ban Zhun had changed a lot in the previous variety show, he was still a little worried if he returned to the professional field.

Underwater play, and hot water will produce fog, so you can only use cold water close to room temperature. Even if it is not so cold, it is really a bit of a pain in the weather around May.

Can this spoiled young master survive?

Just when Qiao Musheng was about to take a step back and call for Ban Zhun's underwater substitute, Ban Zhun took off the coat he was wearing, stretched his arms and legs to warm up, and confidently moved towards the Qiao Musheng smiled and said:

"No problem, Director Qiao, I'm ready and can start anytime."

Zhen Bujia's pupils constricted violently: "Brother Zhun! You were so excited that you didn't sleep all night because you were going to join the group yesterday, and you still have a low fever this morning."

All this embarrassing thing was shaken out by you.

Ban Zhun turned his head and gave him a hard look, motioning him to keep quiet.

Only then did Qiao Musheng nodded approvingly, "Okay, little class, I wish you a success!"

With Qiao Musheng's encouragement, Ban Zhun felt that his body was full of energy, and he worked harder when he warmed up.

"Action!"

Following an order, Ban Zhun leaped lightly into the water like a sharp arrow shot into the water, and swam in the direction where the ring was placed in his memory.

But the fact is not as simple as he imagined. The angle of his body when swimming, the bubbles he spit out, and even the action of opening his eyes and flipping the sand to find the ring, all became the reasons for NG.

After tossing up and down for nearly an hour, Ban Zhun's lips were already pale from the cold, and his fingers resting on the edge of the water tank were trembling slightly.

Zhen Bujia was so distressed that he stuck to the water tank. As soon as Ban Zhun landed, he rushed to deliver clothes and hot water to keep Ban Zhun warm.

Although it seems to be Ban Zhun's problem, the staff of the film crew are very aware of the difficulty of underwater shooting, so not only did they not complain about it, but they even looked at Ban Zhun with admiration.

Even Qiao Musheng, who has always been dedicated to his work, couldn't bear Ban Zhun's attitude. He frowned and stopped the shooting, and came over with a loudspeaker to check on Ban Zhun's situation.

"Xiaoban, why don't we talk about it tomorrow. I'll shoot Jiang An's scene first. The weather is really too cold. You can easily get sick after tossing around for so long."

The young man was pale and drenched, with water-soaked hair sticking to his cheeks, making him look pitiful and fragile. Zhen Bujia tightly bound him to the chair with a heavy down jacket, not allowing him to move easily.

"Brother Zhun, you must not do any more filming today. If you continue filming, you will definitely get sick again."

Zhen Bujia fed Ban Zhun with small sips of water from the cup, his brows never relaxed from the beginning to the end.

Ban Zhun didn't want others to look at him in this way, so he shook his head: "Forget about finishing filming today, don't delay tomorrow's progress."

As he said that, he wanted to take off his down jacket and stand up from the chair, thinking that he should at least finish filming this underwater scene before going back to rest, otherwise the entire crew would affect the follow-up arrangements because of his mistakes.

Zhen Bujia couldn't hold him down, and subconsciously wanted to take out his mobile phone and call Rong Qian, asking him to persuade Ban Zhun.

However, as soon as he dialed the number, he heard Rong Qian's voice, "Brother Zhun, don't mess around."

Just as he was surprised at how quickly Rong Qian answered the phone, Zhen Bujia realized that the voice came from behind them.

Sure enough, Ban Zhun, who heard Rong Qian's voice, was like an eggplant beaten by frost, and when he turned to look at Rong Qian, his back, which was always straight, slumped slightly, "...Why are you back. "

The staff present recognized Rong Qian, and they all covered their mouths and let out a low cry.

"Hello, Director Qiao," Rong Qian seemed to be running all the way over, and when he greeted Qiao Musheng, his breathing was not even, "Then follow what you just said, let's shoot Jiang An's scene first, Brother Zhun these few days I've been in a bad state, sorry."

Ban Zhun frowned, and just wanted to argue for his body, but Rong Qian directly took the jacket from Zhen Bujia's hand, leaned over and wrapped him tightly, not even letting Ban Zhun twitch his hands. come out.

"Brother Zhun, if you are really sick, the follow-up delay will only be longer, what do you think?"

After Rong Qian finished speaking, he didn't intend to ask Ban Zhun's opinion, so he bowed and hugged Ban Zhun in his arms, and apologized to Qiao Musheng again:

"I'm really sorry, Director Qiao, I'll bring you after I take care of Brother Zhun's health."

Qiao Musheng also knew that this was the best solution at the moment, so he patted Ban Zhun's shoulder through his clothes, and then said with a smile: "Go, little Ban, I have to get rid of the fever no matter what, Xiaorong, drive carefully on the road. "

"Okay, thank you Director Qiao."

Rong Qian carried Ban Zhun all the way into the basement.

And because of guilty conscience, Ban Zhun didn't stick his head out of Rong Qian's arms for a long time. He just grabbed the boy's skirt and rubbed his shoulders as if showing weakness.

The dry hair started to produce static electricity again, sweeping on Rong Qian's chin, it seemed that Ban Zhun was trying to seduce his mind in different ways.

Rong Qian's Adam's apple rolled: "...you wait until I get home and clean you up."

Just as Ban Zhun was about to speak, a throat lozenge was stuffed into his mouth by the young man: "Well."

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Ban Zhun was really disappointed with his physique, but after soaking in the water for more than an hour, he came out with a high fever and infusion, it's a bit... embarrassing.

During Ban Zhun's illness, Rong Qian turned off the busy affairs after returning to China, and stayed at home to take care of the sick sea otter. Except for sleeping, he almost never took off his apron from the beginning to the end.

"I'm so thirsty... I have to listen to very domineering novels to get better..."

Ban Zhun's attitude was a bit arrogant, but he knew that Rong Qian had always been patient with him.

He just has this grasp.

"Okay, I'll tell you." Rong Qian took out his mobile phone to open the novel software, and brought a glass of warm water to Ban Zhun's lips.

Ban Zhun squinted his eyes contentedly, leaned against the bed with a cup in his hand, and listened contentedly to Rong Qian reading out various indecent quotations in a clear and serious voice:

"Qi Jiajia, it's late. How dare you run away after being my woman? Can't I satisfy you?"

Ban Zhun: "Wow... so romantic."

Rong Qian: "..." I was speechless.

With the experience of these two days, Ban Zhun has never been so fond of getting sick.

After all, just lying on Rong Qian's body and listening to him happily telling Ba Zong's novels has already made Ban Zhun wish he could stay sick for a month, not to mention that there is a beautiful young man performing a jerky but sincere apron dance for him online, and he can't help but even more It made Ban Zhun feel sick was a good thing.

So much so that after he really recovered from his illness, he still pretended to be sick and hid in Rong Qian's bed, planning to rely on him for another two days before rushing back to the crew to film.

As it turned out, Ban Zhun's little trick had already been thoroughly recognized by Rong Qian within an afternoon.

"I found that your acting skills are getting better and better, Ban Yingjun."

Rong Qian put him in the corner and gave him a fierce kiss, "I'll go to the company, come back and finish cooking for you, and then... I want to..."

Ban Zhun licked his lips, seeing the satisfied smile on the boy's lips, he suddenly didn't dare to listen to what he didn't finish.

Rong Qian was deliberately torturing Ban Zhun's heart, seeing him like this, he smiled lightly and said: "It's, it's dinner."

Understanding the hidden meaning of his words in an instant, Ban Zhun was out of his wits, wishing he could use all his hands and feet to escape back to the set on the spot.

After Rong Qian successfully threatened the sea otter, he left home mercilessly, returned to the company and began to deal with the affairs that had accumulated for many days, until it was time for dinner at night, he returned home on time, ready to feed the sea otter, and then hugged him. Sleep with him.

However, as soon as he opened the door, Rong Qian was stunned by the sight in front of him.

As far as the eye can see, there are all delicate and beautiful roses, and the rich and bitter fragrance that fills the room makes Rong Qian feel a little helpless for a while.

But thinking about the person who prepared these things, he couldn't help feeling better immediately.

Rong Qian raised his hand to turn on the headlight in the living room, but found that the switch had been wrapped tightly with tape, and he couldn't tear it off after a while.

"Accurate?" No one answered.

Rong Qian could only take out his mobile phone and turn on the flashlight, and walked all the way to the master bedroom, but found Ban Zhun's figure on the way.

On the carpet in the center of the living room, among a large clump of red roses, there stood an equally delicate and charming... drunk sea otter?

Rong Qian's breathing suddenly became heavy.

How did this silly sea otter fall asleep here.

In front of Ban Zhun's health, Rong Qian never saw other important points, he only thought about getting the little fool off the carpet and back to the bedroom to sleep.

Rong Qian took off his suit jacket, walked around the roses and walked to the side of the coffee table, leaned over and hugged the sleeping man tightly in his arms, and walked steadily towards the master bedroom.

Half drunk and half awake, Ban Zhun suddenly felt that he was being picked up from the carpet. His head was dizzy, but he could still instantly recognize that the person holding him was Rong Qian.

Ban Zhun couldn't help laughing, raised his hand to grab Rong Qian's neck, and kissed the boy's slightly protruding Adam's apple with his lips, "You're back, my dear wife."

After saying this sentence, Ban Zhun always felt that he still had something to tell Rong Qian.

The moment he was put under the quilt, he vaguely remembered what his original intention for preparing these things was this afternoon.

It was May [-]th, and Ban Zhun wanted to give Rong Qian an unforgettable experience on this day.

With Wen Wen's encouragement, he finally made this decision with difficulty.

Just tonight!

He and Rong Qian are going to complete the feat of using a small umbrella together for the first time!

Whenever Ban Zhun thinks about this decision, his back gets chills, his head heats up, and he is so excited that he can't wait to run around in the room until Rong Qian returns home.

But even though Ban Zhun was thinking about this in his heart, when he said it, it became:

"I, I made tomato sauce shrimp for you. It should be very delicious. I hope you... like it."

Rong Qian knew that Ban Zhun didn't seem to know how to cook anything except shrimp.

But he himself is allergic to seafood, even if he cooks it well, he still can't eat a bite.

And all of this is because he likes it, so Ban Zhun is willing to learn to do it.

Rong Qian pursed his lips lightly, suppressing the astringent sourness welling up in his heart.

Silly sea otter.

He really found a treasure.

As Ban Zhun said, he wanted to crawl out of the bed and go to the kitchen to serve Rong Qian the delicacies he had prepared. However, as soon as he raised his head, Rong Qian gently pressed his shoulders:

"Hey, lie down, I'll make something delicious for you."

Ban Zhun was awakened by these words. He slapped Rong Qian's neck and said unhappily:

"I...I've...prepared like this, why are you still thinking about letting me eat?"

"What did you say?"

Rong Qian's voice suddenly became extremely serious and cold.

It was so cold that Ban Zhun couldn't help but wake up a bit, "...Huh?"

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Rong Qian asked again.

"I said, I'm already, ready..." Ban Zhun said, digging out from the bedside table the roses that he hid in the drawer early as a surprise for Rong Qian, and complained a little unhappy, " ... After doing this, why do you still want me to eat!"

After yelling such a sentence, Ban Zhun's consciousness could not help but become clearer, and he could even see clearly that there was one boy in front of him, not two.

He grinned, staring at Rong Qian's unadulterated face, subconsciously swallowed: "You're back, Rong Qian."

Rong Qian tore off his tie, unbuttoned the top button of his shirt with one hand, and calmly looked at the sea otter with a nervous expression on his face, examining him without saying a word.

Due to the angle, Ban Zhun could just look up and see Rong Qian's Adam's apple rolled a bit.

The boy in front of him has changed.

The lone wolf of the canine family, the lion of the cat family.

The lone wolf bowed its head, and the lion bent down.

Ban Zhun couldn't help being a little frightened when he saw the menacing appearance of this little calf, sobered up completely, and hurriedly stopped his next behavior with words:

"Hey! Rong Qian, I told you, I'm expensive!"

Eh, that seems to be ambiguous.

Sure enough, Rong Qian stopped rolling his tie, tilted his head and waited curiously for Ban Zhun's explanation, with a half-smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing him stop, Ban Zhun knew that he was safe for the time being, so he cleared his throat and said, "I mean, I bought a lot of insurance."

"Oh, which parts have you bought insurance for? Can you tell me about it?"

Rong Qian clenched the tie in his palm, and sat slowly beside Ban Zhun, looking sideways at him, his dim eyes fell on the young man's lips that were glistening because of nervousness.

Ban Zhun rubbed his face, didn't notice Rong Qian's uncontrollable smile, raised his hand and brushed his hair, leaned on the pillow at the head of the bed, and answered Rong Qian:

"The face is insured by my elder brother, 500 million, and the hair is insured by myself, 800 million."

Hearing this, Rong Qian stretched out his hand to stroke the sea otter's hair, and asked with a smile, "If I accidentally knock off a few of your hairs, wouldn't I be insured?"

Ban Zhun patted his hand away, straightened his loose fine hair, then lifted his foot and put it on Rong Qian's thigh and shook it twice. Seeing that the boy didn't resist at all, and didn't mean to avoid it, he smiled triumphantly. :

"How many? You definitely knocked more than a few, and it was definitely not careless. You did it on purpose. I should call the police and arrest you."

When it came to calling the police, Ban Zhun also imitated the appearance of the police officers and stretched out his two hands, pretending to be handcuffs, to hold Rong Qian's two wrists.

However, during practice, Ban Zhun found that even though his fingers were recognized as long and slender, he still couldn't easily wrap around Rong Qian's wrist. Shaking his legs.

Rong Qian pinched his slightly stiff calf, and then asked, "What else?"

Ban Zhun looked away and thought for a long time, "There are still hands and legs, all of which are guaranteed. The amount of hands should be larger, and there are not many legs... I made a mistake."

Rong Qian knew that he was talking about the serious car accident that almost killed him at the beginning of the year.

His eyes darkened involuntarily, and the movement of his hands on Ban Zhun's calf became lighter.

"No need to vote, things like that won't happen in the future."

Ban Zhun was still a little drunk, he didn't listen to Rong Qian's words very clearly, he just let out a melancholy sigh.

After muttering to himself for a while, Ban Zhun patted his leg and said to Rong Qian:

"Tomorrow I will buy another accident insurance, and you will be the beneficiary in the future."

Rong Qian frowned, unwilling to listen to what he said, and assumed that he would forget it tomorrow, so he changed the subject.

"Quite, you always thought you were 1 before..."

Before Rong Qian finished speaking, he met Ban Zhun's angry eyes, so he immediately stopped what he said carelessly, and corrected him decisively:

"Certainly, you have always been 1 before, right?"

The face-conscious sea otter looked a little better now, his eyelids rolled up, and he was extremely arrogant: "Yeah, what's the matter?"

Rong Qian raised his hand, moving slowly and firmly, as if deliberately grinding people's hearts, pressed it on Ban Zhun's hip bone, and asked with a low smile:

"Then the insurance you bought certainly doesn't cover a part."

"What department..."

Before Ban Zhun finished asking, he immediately responded.

He took a quick look at Rong Qian, and sure enough, he saw the astringent emotion in the young man's eyes, and his soul flew away.

pills pills.Evening Festival is not guaranteed!

He regretted it, he regretted following Wenwen's suggestion!

"I'm going to buy it now!"

Ban Zhun gasped, then fled towards the end of the bed on all fours, shaking his head to reject Rong Qian's self-evident thoughts.

With a little force in Rong Qian's hands, he dragged the escaped sea otter back with two hind legs, pressed it firmly under the quilt, and said with a soft smile:

"late."

The author has something to say:

Ban Boss: After living for more than 20 years, I finally waited for this day

Mrs. Ban: After living for 18 years, this day is coming so soon

Little Donkey: Boss, I can interview you for a while, because someone who is younger than me... (The voice has not finished)

Class Boss: Wife, call me!

Mrs. Ban clenched her fists...

Little Donkey: Farewell

[Hehehe, next, hee hee hee, ho ho ho ho, ha ha ha, do you understand me, ha ha ha ha ha, is there a chicken crowing, ha ha ha, hey~ It's the last day of hair growth liquid, hurry up and smash the little donkey Ah, don't waste it! 】