Elf Emperor, professional vase

Chapter 33

Because Su Bai and Meng Wen'an finished filming very close to each other, before leaving, Shang Yujun specially held a small finishing banquet for them, just to take the opportunity to let the crew relax. Breaks easily.

In winter, a hot hot pot meal can warm people from the stomach to the heart.

For many people, hot pot is not enjoyable without spicy food. Hot pot without chili has no soul at all!

But it happened that both Meng Wen'an and Su Bai were more on the lighter side in terms of diet. Therefore, while Director Shang and others were fighting for the beef in the spicy pot, Meng Wen'an was slowly helping Su Bai fish out the meat in the clear soup pot.

"Thank you, Brother Meng!" Su Bai narrowed his eyes and handed him a strawberry.

Meng Wen'an looked at the pile of peels on Su Bai's side. He had discovered before that Su Bai obviously preferred fruits and vegetables to meat.

For many people, Su Bai can eat boiled vegetables that are difficult to eat without blinking an eye. He always brings a lot of fruit with him when he is on the set.

Su Bai was not picky about eating apples, pears, oranges, bananas... However, he especially liked tropical fruits. Meng Wen'an remembered that Su Bai once set a record of eating five pineapples a day.

Even now, although he usually eats meat, according to Meng Wen'an's observation, Su Bai is not as happy when eating meat as when he eats vegetables and fruits.

Seeing Su Bai staring at the beer in his cup, Meng Wen'an couldn't help but laugh, "You want to try it too?"

Su Bai shook his head, "I don't like beer."

"But I like fruit wine very much." Su Bai licked his lips, "It's sweet."

Meng Wen'an's eyes fell on Su Bai's lips almost instantly. The heat was steaming and they looked even rosier than usual.

"I haven't prepared any fruit wine." Meng Wen'an thought for a while, "Can red wine be okay?"

Su Bai swallowed what was in his mouth, "It's not impossible."

After saying yes, Meng Wen'an stood up and left. When he came back, he already had a bottle of red wine and a goblet in his hand.

Meng Wen'an uncorked the wine, and the pomegranate-colored wine was slowly poured into the goblet on the side. Under the light, it looked more transparent.

"Taste it?"

Su Bai took a sip and commented, "It tastes good."

Shang Yujun came over at some point, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, Lao Meng, why don't you share the good wine?"

Meng Wen'an knocked off Shang Yujun's hand that was trying to take the wine bottle, "Don't you like red wine?"

Shang Yujun snorted, "I despise your pretentious rules for drinking red wine, but red wine is innocent."

Meng Wen'an:...

While Meng Wen'an was speechless, Shang Yujun also poured himself a glass.

"Wen An, Xiao Bai." Xiang Chao came over with a glass of white wine. After clinking glasses with Meng Wen An and Su Bai, he said to Su Bai, "Xiao Bai, do you have any plans for the future?"

Su Bai nodded, "Brother Meng has arranged it for me. It's a new variety show."

"Variety show?" Xiang Chao frowned slightly and glanced at Meng Wen'an aside, "Don't you consider continuing to make movies? If there is a good script, the TV series is also good."

Meng Wen'an said calmly, "There is no suitable script for A Bai yet."

Xiang Chao's fingers slowly turned the wine glass in his hand, "Already decided?"

"Hmm," Meng Wen'an raised his eyes and said pointedly, "Do you have any movie recommendations for Mr. Xiang?"

Xiang Chao smiled, "I just think that with Xiaobai's potential, participating in variety shows is a complete waste of a good talent."

Moreover, not everyone has a sense of variety shows. At least, as far as Xiang Chao knows, Su Bai is not suitable for variety shows. He is more suitable for the big screen. The next best thing is the small screen.

"I think it's okay." Su Bai said with a smile, "There's no harm in trying more while you're young."

Xiang Chao paused, raised the cup in his hand, and said to Su Bai, "If you need any help, you can come to me."

Su Bai immediately smiled and thanked him.

At the end of the wedding banquet, the bottle of red wine was already empty, and most of it went into Su Bai's stomach. However, Su Bai looked very sober and did not look like he had drank a whole bottle of wine.

Being blown by the cold wind outside the door, Su Bai narrowed his eyes slightly and yawned.

"Sleepy?" Meng Wen'an asked immediately.

"Yes." Su Bai's voice was light and soft.

Meng Wen'an checked the time and sent a message to Beihe, "Tomorrow's flight will be changed to after 6 p.m."

Beihe:? ? ?

He took a look at the flight ticket he had booked before. The flight was at 12:30. He should have gotten up no matter how he slept, right?

After returning to the hotel, Meng Wen'an said, "Go take a shower first."

After a hot pot meal, Meng Wen'an felt that he and Su Bai were smelling of hot pot from their hair to the soles of their feet.

Su Bai hummed, but did not move.

After Meng Wen'an hung up his clothes, he saw Su Bai still standing there. He raised his eyebrows and noticed something was wrong. He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Su Bai's face, "A Bai?"

Meng Wen'an hesitated for a moment, then slowly moved his fingers down and gently pinched Su Bai's cheek.

Su Bai still didn't look like he was drunk, but if you look carefully, you will find that those amber eyes are a bit hollow and unfocused.

Meng Wen'an's Adam's apple rolled twice and whispered, "Who are you looking at?"

But obviously, the late drunkenness had eroded Su Bai's thoughts. He raised his hand awkwardly, and Meng Wen'an held it in time. The next moment, he was hugged by Su Bai.

Meng Wen'an was stiff for a moment.

Su Bai buried his head into Meng Wen'an's shoulder, and his soft hair brushed against his cheek and ear. The slight itch made Meng Wen'an tilt his head slightly.

Suddenly, a series of unintelligible words rang in Meng Wen'an's ears, with melodious and beautiful tones, like the singing of a nightingale.

But Meng Wen'an heard emotions such as longing, guilt, confusion, helplessness and so on from the voice.

Meng Wen'an lowered his eyes.

He had an impression of this kind of language with a melodious tone that sounded like singing. It was the dialect that Su Bai once spoke.

Meng Wen'an is very sensitive to sounds and languages. After that time, he once looked for similar languages, but after hearing some languages ​​one after another, Meng Wen'an still found nothing.

However, although he didn't understand it, Meng Wen'an was sure that Su Bai had just regarded him as another person.

and……

Meng Wen'an lowered his eyes and looked at Su Bai, who was still hugging him tightly. The relationship between that man and Su Bai must be very close.

After realizing this, the emotions in Meng Wen'an's dark eyes became increasingly obscure. He placed his hand on his side and slowly raised it, finally gently covering Su Bai's back and caressing him slowly. His back seemed to be comforting a small animal that trusted him.

"Okay." Meng Wen'an's gentle and coaxing voice sounded in Su Bai's ears, "It's okay."

"Tell me," Meng Wen'an said seductively, "Who did you see?"

Su Bai was confused by the question. He stared in confusion, "Elder?"

However, after these two words were spoken, Su Bai suddenly remembered, no... no, the elder was clearly with Her Majesty the Queen...

Su Bai felt in a daze that he saw the firelight all over the sky again, and the tribesmen walking against the light.

"A Bai?" A familiar voice woke up Su Bai, and his eyes gradually focused. What appeared in front of him was a familiar face, but that handsome face was full of anxiety and worry. alone?

"Brother Meng?"

Meng Wen'an didn't know when he had poured a glass of water and brought it to Su Bai's lips, "Take the hangover medicine first."

Su Bai obediently opened his mouth, and the pills slid down.

After giving Su Bai the medicine, Meng Wen'an carried Su Bai to the bed, helped him take off his coat, and covered him with a quilt.

Although he was still full of questions, Su Bai obviously couldn't answer the questions normally now, so he had to wait until tomorrow.

Seeing that Su Bai was still looking at him with his eyes open, Meng Wen'an sighed, raised his hand to cover Su Bai's eyes, "Go to sleep."

As soon as the voice fell, Meng Wen'an noticed an itch coming from his palms. The long eyelashes were like two small brushes. When they swept the skin of his palms, the itch seemed to follow the veins, all the way up, until it reached the heart of the person.

After blinking twice, Su Bai quietly closed his eyes, his breathing became even, and he seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

Meng Wen'an removed his hand. Su Bai, who was asleep, looked a little fragile. His curled up body was huddled in the quilt, looking very pitiful.

However, after putting Su Bai to sleep, Meng Wen'an was completely sleepless. He then took a cup, poured some wine, and sipped it one after another.

He remembered what Shang Yujun said before.

After a long time, Meng Wen'an suddenly sighed, "Is it really just too deep into the drama?"

Especially at the wedding banquet, after Xiang Chao showed excessive attention to Su Bai, Meng Wen'an could clearly sense that something was wrong with him, and when talking to Xiang Chao, he unconsciously became a little aggressive.

After Meng Wen'an debuted, he played countless roles, affectionate and cold... There were also other actors who showed favor to him, but every time, Meng Wen'an ruthlessly refused.

But this time, no one showed kindness to him, but Meng Wen'an's heart was in chaos.

After the wine in the cup was finished, Meng Wen'an seemed to have finally made up his mind and called someone.

The moment the call was connected, a begging voice came from the other side, "Brother Meng, you are my brother! Do you know what time it is? It's half past three! It's time to go to bed!"

"Two things." Meng Wen'an ignored the mutterings from the other side and said, "Let's check Su Bai's origins again, from birth to now."

The voice on the other side paused for a while, "Didn't you tell me not to check before?"

"We need it now." Meng Wen'an said calmly, "The second thing is, I will send you a voice message later. You can check what language it is in."

After speaking, Meng Wen'an relied on his memory to repeat what Su Bai had said before.

"This language sounds pretty good, just take a look. There's nothing I can't find out."

"Better so."

The next day, Su Bai was still in a daze when he woke up, until someone scratched the tip of his nose, and a familiar voice sounded not far away, "Are you awake?"

"Brother Meng?" Su Bai sat up and scratched his hair, "What time is it?"

"It's twelve o'clock."

After Su Bai reacted for a while, his eyes suddenly widened, "Plane!"

"The booking has been changed." Meng Wen'an pointed to the bathroom, "Six o'clock in the afternoon is still early."

Su Bai breathed a long sigh of relief, "That's good."

"It doesn't matter if you really miss it."

After saying that, Meng Wen'an asked again as if unintentionally, "Yesterday, when you looked at me, who did you think of?"