He Wangye dominates the entertainment industry

Bai Nian just closed her eyes for a moment to rest her mind, she opened them, and met the slightly frowning prince.

For a moment, a stiff silence suddenly struck.

In Bai Nian, a carp jumped off the bed stiffly, puffing out his cheeks: "Boss, why are you here?"

Will the prince teleport?

She came in right after making a phone call?

Feng Heng walked to her side, his eyes fell on the call page on her mobile phone, and his eyes darkened.

"What? I can't come?"

"No." Bai Nian explained, "I just find it strange that you suddenly appeared in front of me."

Why are you making a bad face again? Has anyone offended him again?

She rolled her eyes inwardly.

baffling!

She was really annoyed by Gu Yan, the cue process was emotionless: "Let me help you apply for an account."

"You?" Feng Heng raised his eyebrows, fully seeing her impatience.

He gently leaned over and handed over a mobile phone: "Use this."

There is no password on the mobile phone, the page is clean, and there is only one app, Weibo, which is as cold and tasteless as his owner.

Bai Nian rubbed his forehead, speechless: "Is this your mobile phone specially used for checking Weibo?"

She was really powerless to complain: "I really don't need to prepare one more, just download an app on your usual mobile phone."

Feng Heng insisted: "It doesn't matter."

Bai Nian: "OK, Fine."

Rich and willful.

What else can she say!

She quickly registered a Weibo account for Feng Heng, using the new phone number Feng Heng gave him. He didn't even remember the phone number, so he just took out a small note and handed it to Bai Nian.

Bai Nian refused to comment, but quickly registered and taught Fengheng to use it.

Because she wanted to look at the same mobile phone, she was very close, and her body exuded the fragrance of mint and lemon.

"Look, this is my account, you can follow me, but it's useless, you can see my itinerary and photos..."

Feng Heng was absent-minded: "Yes."

From his gaze, the little girl's cheeks were pink, her expression was very serious, her eyes were fixed on the phone screen without blinking, her small red mouth opened and closed, uttering sweet words.

She probably didn't clean up much, her long black hair was scattered behind her head in a mess, and a mischievous lock of hair was moved in front of her, flicking it lightly, blocking Feng Heng's sight.

Feng Hengqing couldn't help raising his hand, and hung the strand of hair behind her ear.

The fingertips touched her warm auricle, as if it was on fire, it was astonishingly hot.

The little girl looked back at him stupidly, frowned, and said fiercely for the first time, "Listen carefully."

Her voice was sweet and milky, even though it was fierce, it was like a little milk dog pretending to whimper.

Feng Heng's teeth were itchy, and he really wanted to bite on that soft cheek.

Seeing that he was still in a daze, Bai Nian felt even more irritable, suppressing his anger: "Boss, you can use it yourself, it's very simple."

She handed the phone to Feng Heng, walked to the side silently, poured a glass of lemonade for Feng Heng, and sat aside with a puffy face.

Yo, are you mad?

Feng Heng looked at the little rabbit who was obviously different from usual, and felt a little hot in his heart.

This was the first time that Little Rabbit was not respectful in front of her, and he was a little inexplicably happy.

It would be even better if you can express your temper.

He poked his swollen cheek with his finger.

The little bit of gas in the cheek deflated with a "puff".

Bai Nian angrily sat a little further away.

Feng Heng waved at her: "Teacher Bai, I have learned."

Bai Nian, who was a little restless, was instantly pulled away.

His voice was low and cold, with a sexy hoarseness, like a small hook, hooked to her heart and kept getting closer.

Bai Nian stroked his hair.

She felt that her anger was quite unreasonable.

It was Gu Yan who made her angry, and the prince didn't do anything, she just substituted her restless emotions into the teaching, and the prince was just as indifferent as ever.

She is a little hot.

What is she doing!

Are you throwing a temper tantrum at the prince?

Did she really regard the prince as her father subconsciously?

She checked the information and found that girls would lose their temper at will only in front of their loving father.

She coughed lightly: "Then...then you can show me."

The original apology was swallowed by her.

She thinks it's okay to be less polite once in a while, right?

"it is good."

Feng Heng twitched his fingers, demonstrated the content she taught one by one, and even performed it himself to post a post in her fan chat.

It's just that it was rejected by the administrator because it was a zombie trumpet just applied for.

Bai Nian couldn't help it: "Hahaha, miserable!"

Feng Heng held her head down and ruffled her messy hair.

Looking at the little rabbit whose hair was messed up like a chicken coop in front of him, his gloom for several days seemed to be swept away.

Bai Nian was wearing a chicken nest, his eyes were dazed.

The childish behavior just now was done by the prince?

What made her even more unbelievable was that Feng Heng took out another mobile phone and "clicked" on this silly image of her.

Bai Nian: "..."

This is not my prince!
Please give me back the prince who killed me resolutely and scared the children to tears!

The corners of Feng Heng's lips curled slightly, and he handed the photo he just took to Bai Nian.

"When I shoot that kind of magazine in the future, I will post your photo."

In the photo, the little girl in home clothes is holding the chicken nest head that has been rubbed with static electricity, her eyes are out of focus.

To put it mildly, I'm in a daze.

To be honest, it is...

stupid!through!up!
Bai Nian wanted to cry but didn't know whether to feel that the prince had changed too quickly or to mourn his ugly photo falling into the enemy's hands.

and many more!

Magazine!

The magazine she and Gu Yan filmed!
That magazine with a hollow back and a very close relationship with Gu Yan was sent to the hot search by local tyrant fans!
She... Didn't she tell the agent not to report to the boss?
It's like sending your sexy photo shoot to your dad who usually only reads the newspaper.

awkward!

embarrassment!

Feel ashamed!

Bai Nian wished he could find a crack in the ground and get in right now.

"Boss, please, stop talking, I can't breathe anymore."

Bai Nian lost his eyesight and collapsed on the bed.

Feng Heng's heart was soft, he really wanted to pull her into his arms, knead her, give her a good lesson, and tell her that she should never shoot this kind of magazine again.

His fingertips were slightly hot, but he only stretched out his hand to pull him up.

"Okay, let's not talk."

Why are you so talkative today?
Bai Nian was confused, always felt that Wang Ye seemed to be changing.

That change was very mysterious, far from the prince she knew before, but she couldn't touch the edge of the change.

She shook her head to shake off these strange thoughts.

"Are you busy recently?" Feng Heng changed the subject.

Bai Nian nodded, and pointed to his blue eye circles: "I'm busy, I can't sleep enough, but it's almost over, I'll just pick the script and join the group."

Busy, still have time to call Gu Yan?

This is the treatment he didn't even have.

Feng Heng pursed his lips, gave a soft "um", and did not speak again.

Bai Nian saw that his aura had become cold again, scratching her head, she wanted to ask a question, but she didn't know if it was good or not.

"I have a question, I don't know whether to ask it or not."

Seeing that Feng Heng was about to speak, she added: "You can't say it's wrong to ask."

After finishing speaking, she wanted to kick herself!

Who gave you the courage?

Is it a strange prince today?
Feng Heng laughed: "Ask."

When the question was about to be blurted out, she hesitated a bit.

"That's...that's, that, do you like me to send you a small video?"

"I like it." Feng Heng looked natural.

Bai Nian wished he could slap himself.

It's a ball!

She should just ask, why didn't you reply to my message!

Is it a broken hand or a lost brain!

Replying messages is basic courtesy, don't you understand?
She gritted her teeth secretly and clenched her hands into fists.

"I just wanted to ask, why didn't you reply!"

Isn't it mutual help?
She was the only one who was trying to pull him into this world, but he always showed his unwillingness.

she really...

I feel a little wronged!