He Wangye dominates the entertainment industry

Feng Heng's hair was only slightly rubbed with a towel, and small drops of water were still dripping down, but he didn't care. He rubbed the furry head of the little bichon in his arms and looked at the little bichon's forehead. The room was wet, and he asked lazily, "Would you like to tell me?"

"what?"

The blush on Bai Nian's face hadn't subsided, so he asked subconsciously.

Feng Heng put the little bixiong on the ground, and it seemed to run away, so he raised his eyelids: "Why are you unhappy today?"

Bai Nian lowered his eyes, not daring to meet his gaze, and subconsciously picked his nails.

"It's just... a little uncomfortable."

"Don't pick." Feng Heng lightly reprimanded.

Bai Nian stopped his hands, he didn't know where to put his hands, and his eyes had nowhere to fall. He lowered his head, looking at a loss like a poor dog in the water.

Feng Heng tightened his collar: "Don't you want to say it?"

Bai Nian was anxious: "No."

She is just a little hypocritical!
This kind of hypocrisy will be fine in two days!

Don't ask, don't ask!
Really very shameful!
Feng Heng kept silent, and Bai Nian quietly tilted his head a little, and from the corner of his vision, he caught a glimpse of his cool black eyes as deep as a cold pool, neither anxious nor annoyed, he was looking at her leisurely.

She became more and more uneasy.

She didn't want to face up to her hypocritical side.

But she didn't want to prevaricate, she seemed to have a lot of words in her stomach, and she wanted to pour them out and tell the prince.

I also hope that the prince can listen.

She raised her head and bumped into those eyes that were shining like stars.

She paused, then said hesitantly: "It's quite hypocritical, sir, are you sure you want to listen?"

Feng Heng frowned slightly.

Why is she so hesitant?
Bai Nian instantly became tense, and wanted to fool around after a haha.

"Oh, it's just a small thing! You also know that the pressure in our industry is a bit high, and crying is a common thing! It's not surprising, not surprising!"

Feng Heng frowned even tighter, his eyes darkened.

After so long, does the little rabbit still trust him?

"to be frank!"

Bai Nian flinched a bit, she carefully looked at the prince's face.

The prince's expression was gloomy, his anger was like a black cloud overwhelming the city, and he was staring at her displeasedly.

She swallowed her saliva and stammered.

"Actually...it's just...it's Bai Hang, he...he helped his mother, so...that's my stepmother..."

"Stop." Feng Heng's voice was cool, without any anger or anger: "Speak after you have recovered your breath."

Bai Nian took several deep breaths before he could finally speak a complete sentence.

"It's just that Bai Hang took his mother to disturb my grandma. I just recently felt that he is my brother who is related by blood. I planned to get along well with him. Then he betrayed me. I am very sad."

Feng Heng frowned slightly.

But when he caught her gaze, he retracted again.

Her gaze was too timid and cautious, easily shattering all his recent dreams.

She is still afraid of him.

She doesn't trust him either.

Bai Nian didn't know what he was thinking, he just pinched the corner of his clothes nervously: "It's... really gone."

Feng Heng's anger was easily ignited by her: "Why are you nervous?"

Bai Nian: "..." Of course it's because you are angry!

She didn't dare to tell the truth, let alone lie to the prince again, so she could only lower her head and lower her eyes in silence.

Feng Heng took her arm, and Bai Nian obediently moved towards him, the distance between them was no more than half a fist.

She didn't have the clear lemon mint scent of the past, but was tainted with the smell of the elderly in the nursing home, which was not pleasant.

But Feng Heng took her into his arms, his voice was hoarse, not angry, but rather aggrieved: "Bai Nian~"

Bai Nian threw himself into a firm embrace, stunned for a moment, and the roots of his ears instantly burned red.

Is it her delusion?

In the tone of the prince, she heard... grievance! ! ?
His voice was above her head, and the wet drops of water slid across her cheeks, itching and numb, just like the feeling in her heart.

"You are not hypocritical, you can be angry, and you are not allowed to doubt yourself."

Suddenly, a grenade exploded out of nowhere in Bai Nian's heart!
Isn't this hypocritical?
Obviously, she herself was willing to treat him as her younger brother, but when she was betrayed, she was disgusted to the point of nausea.

She could even understand that Bai Hang couldn't refuse Lin Xiuli's request.

because of her…

Because she never thought that she would be the number one in Bai Hang's heart.

It will not be the first place in anyone's heart.

When there is a priority choice, she designates it as the one that will be discarded.

Whether in the past or now.

This sense of desolation that sees through everything hits her out of breath!
She calls it hypocrisy.

Feeling the person in his arms start to tremble slightly, Feng Heng hugged him even tighter.

His little fool, when the wind blows, family, friendship and love are ruined on three sides, her heart is already a wasteland, a wasteland that she dare not desire to own.

Her current friendship has always been because of the other party's unhesitating gestures.

In fact, she has always been a passive fool.

"It's not hypocritical, it's his fault."

Feng Heng organized words in his mind, he was cold and aloof by nature, he had never coaxed anyone, and his tone was a bit blunt.

"It's him who broke the promise, don't...punish yourself, you didn't do anything wrong."

Bai Nian grabbed his bathrobe, his body trembling slightly: "Am I right?"

Feng Heng was very sure: "Well, that's right."

"Isn't he excusable?"

"No, he is unforgivable."

"Then I took his card, isn't it too much?"

"Not too much, too light."

Bai Nian struggled to poke her head out of her arms, her hair was already arched like a chicken coop, she suddenly smiled: "I see."

This time it was Bai Hang who was not good.

In the past, her parents were not good.

It's not her problem, she just has bad luck and meets bad people.

But she also met good people.

Like her friends.

For example, a certain ruthless prince in front of him.

The tip of her nose seemed to still have the temperature of the prince's skin. She was so nervous that she didn't notice it just now. When she came back to her senses, she realized that the tip of her nose had just touched the skin on the prince's chest.

The burning clouds in her ears spread to her whole body.

She began to stammer again: "I... I didn't mean to belittle you. "

She began to speak in a panic: "Yes... you hugged me suddenly, no... don't blame me!"

Feng Heng took a full look at her panic, a lazy smile floated in his eyes, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Then...help me brush my hair."

The lights are dim.

Newlyweds gently towel-dry their husband's hair after a shower.

This is a scene he has had many times in his dreams.

Bai Nian coughed, coughing away his guilty conscience: "Okay."

She turned her head and went into the bathroom: "I'm going to get a dry towel."

As soon as she turned around, the corners of Feng Heng's mouth could not help but curl up, the rippling smile in his eyes spread to the corners of his lips, the coldness faded away, under the warm yellow light, his eternally cold heart was warmed.

When he was born, an old Taoist said that he had been cold-hearted and desolate in his life, and he had no love and love, and he could only be relieved by encountering a miracle.

And she is his miracle.

He put away his smile, but couldn't hide the joy in his eyes, quietly waiting for his little rabbit to take out a dry towel and stand behind him to dry his wet hair.

After a while, Bai Nian came out of the bathroom.

"Where's the towel?" Feng Heng stared at the object in her hand.

"What kind of towel do you use?"

White year electrifies objects.

"Boom", the noise sounded.

“How convenient to use a hair dryer!”

Feng Hengsheng has nothing to love: "..."

Dream, broken.