Will become the actor's fat chirp every night

Huo Lang looked at the young and soft-looking actor in front of him, who looked a little familiar, and smiled the same as usual: "Thank you for your support."

The little actor in a dusty suit seemed a little flattered, and the blush quickly spread to his cheeks.

He passed the pen and paper forward, with a look of embarrassment and excitement on his face: "Senior Huo, I, my name is Li Yeliang..."

Li Yeliang?

Bai Qiuqiu, who flew into Huo Lang's neck, squatted down and paused.

He seemed to have seen the name somewhere, but couldn't remember it.

Bai Qiuqiu, who gave up thinking, nestled in Huo Lang's neck, unscrupulously having fun near Huo Lang's glands.

A certain Fat Chick didn't realize that he said he didn't want pheromones at all, so he turned around and slapped the place where the pheromone smell was the strongest on someone's body.

Huo Lang also let Xiao Feijiu make trouble around his neck.

He glanced at Li Yeliang with a half-smile, as if he really thought that this person was his fan, took the pen and paper and signed his name in a fluttering manner.

Then he patted Li Yeliang on the shoulder and said meaningfully, "Come on."

"Thank you, thank you..." Li Yeliang lowered his head while hugging his signature, and whispered.

"Huo Lang, prepare for the first match." Shen Wenyao's voice came from afar

The sound of armor clashing gradually faded away.

Li Yeliang breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at Huo Lang's back, narrowed his slightly round eyes triumphantly, and let out a disdainful snort from his nasal cavity.

What actor is, nothing more than that.

Only Jiang Yupin, that idiot who can only administer medicine, would make himself into that kind of virtue.

Thanks to him trying so hard to give him advice before, it turned out that he could mess things up like this.

It's really mud that can't support the wall.

When a few gold masters fell in love with him, he thought that he really looked better than Pan An, and when he met everyone, he thought that he could pull him into bed by hooking his fingers.

Fortunately, he responded in a timely manner and severed his relationship with Jiang Yupin early on, otherwise he would be dragged into trouble by Jiang Yupin, the idiot captain, just like his teammates this time.

Ah--

"Have all the photos been taken?" Li Yeliang crumpled up the signature in his hands, and put away the bright smile on his face.

But without Jiang Yupin's domineering and brainless fool, he has to do everything by himself now, which is really troublesome.

Li Yeliang took the mobile phone handed over by his assistant, and sent out a Weibo——

Li Yeliang V: It's the first time I acted with my brother, and I got my brother's signature/happy/happy/love

【Wow!Is the little brother filming a movie with his brother?sour/lemon]

[Catch a handsome male fan alive! 】

【Wow, I want my brother's autograph too】

Li Yeliang scanned the comments on Weibo and showed a satisfied smile.

This big drama is still long, and I have plenty of time.

After the play, Huo Lang was taking off his makeup. He untied the goggle and took out the little fat chirp hidden inside.

Little Fat Chirp fell into a deep sleep, with his feet up in the air, if it wasn't for his fluffy belly still heaving together, Huo Lang would have thought he was suffocating himself to death.

He rubbed Xiao Feijiu's belly and turned him back.

Xiao Feijiu smashed the bird's beak and rubbed it against Huo Lang's palm, showing no intention of waking up.

Huo Lang chuckled, put on the down jacket Hu Qing handed over, and walked into the snowy night.

He swiped open the phone screen, clicked on WeChat, his fingers stayed on Bai Qiuqiu's profile picture for a long time, but he didn't click on it.

The last message above was the thank you emoji that Bai Qiuqiu sent him when he left the hospital a week ago.

He wanted to keep himself busy and stop thinking about that day in the hospital, and he did.

But he found that it didn't help at all.

When he saw Xiao Feijiu overturning Xiaomi in disgust, he would think of the picky eater Bai Qiuqiu secretly pushing the soup bowl to his side, pretending that it was not his bowl.

When director Shen mentioned Bai Qiuqiu, he would unconsciously think of the children's smiles.

As for that Li Yeliang who was under his nose just now and thought he was pretending well...

There was a trace of mockery in Huo Lang's eyes.

Compared with the sincerity of children, Li Yeliang's "sincerity" is so cheap that it is even worse than the dust under his feet.

Let go of your fingertips, and a dialog box pops up.

Huo Lang looked at the jumping cursor in the input box, and was taken aback for a while.

What are the children doing now?sleep?Still staying up all night writing songs?

If you send a message by yourself, will the child show a happy expression, and then tell yourself arrogantly that he interrupted his inspiration?

The phone screen is automatically locked.

Huo Lang put away his phone, and breathed a sigh of relief at his frozen hands.

In the corridor, what the doctor said to him was still in his ears.

"I just hope you can confirm your heart, don't blind your eyes because of this so-called matching degree, and miss it in the end, leaving irreparable regrets."

He couldn't help asking himself—

Was he really blinded by the degree of matching?

Huo Lang: "Hu Qing, have I ever said before, what type of person would I like?"

As an excellent housekeeper, Hu Qing quickly gave the answer: "Bate, independent, mature, strong, trust each other, very tacit understanding."

The kid is an Omega, independent and mature, he doesn't match him, he looks soft and likes to blow his hair, but in his heart he is a bit stubborn rather than strong, as for trust and tacit understanding...

All in all, Bai Qiuqiu doesn't match his ideal type at all.

Huo Lang's eyes flashed the lonely and sad expression on Bai Qiuqiu's face after learning that he was an Omega.

Thinking about it now, the kid felt so sad because he felt that he had become the type he least liked and would be hated by him.

After realizing it, Huo Lang really wanted to hug the child who was wronged that day, and tell him that he didn't hate him.

Yes, he doesn't hate him, even...

Huo Lang didn't dare to think about it any further, and there was a rare touch of anxiety between his brows.

He touched his pocket, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it.

Hu Qing on the side couldn't stand it any longer, he reminded Huo Lang tactfully: "Master, with all due respect, you have encountered problems that are a thousand times more difficult than this before, but you have never solved them in this way."

Huo Lang was stunned.

Yes, he has been evading the question.

Because of his parents' extremely failed marriage based on their genetic compatibility, he immediately chose to evade Bai Qiuqiu's issue.

However, he ignored his hesitation, hesitation, and even his evasion... all because his heart has fallen in love with Bai Qiuqiu.

"You have never looked at your mobile phone so frequently before, basically every ten minutes." Seeing that Huo Lang didn't respond, Hu Qing rolled his eyes and continued, "Think about it carefully, you now Who is the screensaver in the living room, who is the inside cover of the sample magazine that you can flip through in the living room and whose photo is you with, who is the tyma guitar in the study for, and whose song is the phone ringing..."

"The first two of the three sentences you said can be related to Young Master Bai. This time, Young Master Bai didn't come to the opening ceremony, and your face was pulled down."

"Besides, you didn't care about such a small thing as the straw little fat Jiu before, let alone use so many means to stand up for him over and over again for a single person."

"You are not such a kind person, even Mr. Shi has never let you make such a move..."

After laying the groundwork so much, Hu Qing still couldn't hold back to throw out his own thoughts: "If you didn't like Young Master Bai, would you do these unnecessary and thankless things? You have never been so special to anyone before."

Huo Lang exhaled a puff of smoke ring, and suddenly laughed.

Yes--

There is no Bai Qiuqiu's pheromone here, but he still thinks of this person inadvertently, as if he can be associated with everything.

He thought he had escaped from the cage named Bai Qiuqiu, but he didn't know that he had already made himself a prisoner.

Seeing that Huo Lang didn't answer, Hu Qing was a little apprehensive: "Master?"

Huo Lang picked up the cigarette in his mouth: "You are right." Then he was a little distressed, "Then what should I do next?" He calculated his savings, "Should I give the children some gifts? ? Is this little money enough?"

"...Master, are you going to control Tifny to design personal jewelry for Master Bai?" Hu Qing's voice trembled.

Huo Lang sneered: "Then what?"

"Young Master, since you and Young Master Bai are in love now, I suggest you cook the raw rice as soon as possible."

"Grandpa asked you to say these words." Huo Lang said in a firm tone, "What were his original words?"

Hu Qing was silent for a while, and couldn't help recalling Mr. Huo's original words——

"Damn it! This jerk is not like me at all, if you snatch this Omega back to sleep, it will be over!"

Hu Qing didn't know how to say this.

"Ok?"

Hu Qing, who was repeatedly reminded by Mr. Huo not to reveal his secrets, was choked up. He didn't know where he was exposed for a while, so he had to keep silent.

"Don't worry, I haven't planned to fire you yet." Huo Lang extinguished the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the trash can, "I didn't mean to blame you."

Hu Qing breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

"But if you tell grandpa about me privately, you won't want this year's bonus."

Hu Qing sucked in the loose air again.

He compared a middle finger in his heart, and still said respectfully: "Yes, young master."

"But based on what you said today, I will raise your salary." Huo Lang's tone was a bit harsh.

"..." Hu Qing was silent for a while, and the words of thanks squeezed out from the back molars, "Thank you, young master."

The wind is still howling in the ear, but a flower has grown into a certain person's heart.

Bai Qiuqiu supported his knees and stood at the door of the company panting heavily.

This was the fourth day that he was pressured by Sister Li Qian to attend the company's acting class.

One minute to nine o'clock.

Bai Qiuqiu stared at the beating numbers on the elevator display, feeling mad inside.

It's over, it's over, it's over, it's going to be late again! ! !

The elevator dinged.

Before Bai Qiuqiu rushed into the elevator, he heard the sound of high heels "da da" from behind.

"You are Bai Qiuqiu?"

Behind him, came an elegant female voice that was critical and disdainful.

Bai Qiuqiu raised his eyebrows, turned around, and looked at the person who came——

The author has something to say: Yes, yes, grab it back and sleep and it’s over