Who is not Bai Yueguang?

Bi He crossed his good leg, held a plate in his hand, and directed Xue Qiao while eating the cake: "This one doesn't look good, change it; the milk is gone."

"Don't drink too much, change to plain water." Xue Qiao put the water glass on the bedside table, bent down and tapped a few times on the tablet to call up a new variety show, "Do you know what you are called now?"

He looked down at Bi He's concentrated face, feeling a little funny.

"Like what?" Bi He didn't blink his eyes.

Xue Qiao rubbed his matted yellow hair just after waking up from a nap: "I am proud of being favored."

Bi He bit the cake spoon and raised his head, looking at him happily: "That must be, I have a boyfriend now."

Xue Qiao was amused by him, and sat down on the edge of the bed to watch variety shows with him.Bi He twisted and moved over, leaning on his arms to enjoy the male god's welfare.

"He's really attractive." Bi He looked at the screen, "He won't be eliminated like this?"

He was watching a talent show that was very popular last year - the one that promoted Tong Rui to the road of traffic idol, and isn't it Tong Rui who is chatting with the judges on the screen at this moment?

Xue Qiao patiently gave him science popularization: "He follows the script, and the judges won't take it to heart."

Bi He was surprised: "There is also a script for the draft?"

"Sometimes there will be." Xue Qiao said, "For better viewing of the show."

Bi He nodded half-understood, then suddenly remembered something, and said in a daze: "Then...you...what you said that day was also a script written for you by someone else?"

Xue Qiao understood what he was asking almost instantly, smiled and said: "There is a process, as for the specifics... I am relatively big, and I like to play by myself."

Looking down at him while talking, Bi He blinked and blinked again.

Every time he blinked, the thick eyelashes were trembling and cute like a small fan, Xue Qiao couldn't help stretching out his fingers to gently scratch his soft eyelashes.

Bi He said again: "Speaking of which, I recalled it carefully yesterday. I seemed to be with Xie Yi when I was in high school... Well, Guan Yi, I don't know him very well, and I didn't have any enemies with him... Why did Tong Rui turn to me when he saw me?" It's like a cannon barrel, it's inexplicable."

Before Xue Qiao could answer, he was surprised again: "Could it be because I didn't ask for his autograph that time in the elevator?"

Xue Qiao said happily, "That's right, that's why he has a grudge."

Bi He opened his mouth wide.

Xue Qiao reached out to take the small fork in Bi He's hand, and fed the last bit of cake on the plate into his mouth: "Tong Rui is notoriously childish. He grew up with Guan Yi, so he is more clingy to him. When encountering related personnel, it seems to rush a little bit.”

Bi He was very wronged: "Then what does it matter to me?!"

"I don't know, maybe...splash damage?" Xue Qiao laughed. He was not used to talking about others behind his back, so he didn't say much.

"Then he splashed really far." Bi He rolled his eyes, ate the last bit of cake with Xue Qiao's hand, and stuffed the empty plate into his hand.

Xue Qiao took out a wet tissue and wiped the corners of his lips and fingers for him. Bi He enjoyed the male god's service, closed his eyes and shrank into his arms again, changing to a more comfortable position.

"Don't watch it, the singing is really ugly."

In fact, Tong Rui can be called Xiaolin Zining, and he has become the most popular new idol in the past two years. How can his singing skills be poor.Seeing his unconvinced look, Xue Qiao lowered his head and smiled.

Speaking of Tong Rui and Guan Yi, Bi He may not remember it, but he remembered something, his eyes darkened, and his movements around Bi He were very gentle.

Bi He's head rested in his arms, with fluffy little yellow hair, Xue Qiao's fingers gently brushed the soft hair behind his ears, as if comforting a kitten.

Bi He felt extremely happy until the phone rang a text message.

He closed his eyes and stretched out his hand, Xue Qiao picked up the elderly phone next to the pillow and stuffed it into his hand.

Bi He was a bit lazy at first, because generally the only ones who would send him text messages were spam advertisements and Sister Rui, and Sister Rui was guarding Qin Kuan next door, so how could she send him text messages.

And when he opened a text message from an unfamiliar number, his leisurely mood was destroyed almost instantly.

——"I know everything about that year, let's meet and talk."

Bi He looked at the phone screen and didn't speak.

It took him a long time to move his fingers, but he didn't reply. He closed the page and threw the phone aside.

"What's wrong?" Xue Qiao asked.

"Well, China Telecom's data package is a big gift at the end of the month." Bi He said casually, rubbing against his arms again.

Xue Qiao looked at his side face carefully, and didn't ask any more questions.

Bi He stared blankly for a while, then suddenly turned around, stretched out his hands to hug Xue Qiao's waist, and buried his face in his arms.

The breath of the male god smells really good, the chest muscles of the male god are really comfortable...

"Xiaohe?" Xue Qiao called him in a low voice.

"... Ah Qiao." Bi He said sullenly, "You stay with me again."

Xue Qiao was stunned for a moment, then gave a low "um" and stretched out his arms to hug him, like coaxing a child: "I'm here."

Bi He rubbed his cheek against his chest, as if he had absorbed courage from his body.

The next day Xue Qiao had an early morning scene again, Bi He was still asleep when he left, and when he woke up, the considerate male god turned into a round-faced Qiuqiu gnawing fried dough sticks.

"...Good morning." Bi He greeted with his messy hair.

"Morning, do you want breakfast?" Qiuqiu asked symbolically without raising her head.

"No, no appetite." Bi He fell back into the pillow, stared at the ceiling in a daze for a long time, took out the phone after a long time, and pressed it a few times.

Qiuqiu waited for him to finish sending the text message before saying: "The plan of the day lies in the morning, you should eat something, otherwise I won't be able to explain to my brother if I ask."

"Oh, okay." Bi He reluctantly nodded after sending the text message without looking at the reply, "Go, Xiaoqiuzi."

"Come on." Qiuqiu rolled her eyes and went to bring him breakfast.

"Is it really okay for you not to go to Ah Qiao's?" Bi He chatted with Qiuqiu while drinking porridge, "I heard that the [-]th-line starlets have five or six assistants by their side."

And every time he looked at Xue Qiao, there was only Qiuqiu by his side.

"You are the rich second-generation [-]th line who entered the circle to play tickets." Qiuqiu lowered his head and dug into mashed potatoes to eat, "Don't worry, brother Qiao is amazing, you can offset ten of me."

After taking a bite, he said, "Besides, you can't even imagine the treatment of a coffee like Brother Qiao in the company. How many assistants can't be transferred for one phone call? It's just that he doesn't think it's necessary at ordinary times, and Qin brother."

After being clean for so many days, Bi He was taken aback when he heard Qin Liran's name at first, and then slowly said "oh".

After a while, he asked curiously again: "What kind of coffee is your Brother Qiao?"

Qiuqiu was opened up by this question, and proudly said: "Since you asked, don't blame me for bragging, don't look at Brother Qiao is still young, the people in front of the company are all old seniors who are a match and a hermit, and now the people who support the company It’s really Brother Qiao and the others who are young, even if they are not the mainstay, they are still first-class—”

As he said, he stretched out his thumbs and compared.

"Brother Yan can fight him, Sheng Xiao and the like are useless, let alone taking drugs."

"You are really the number one Xue Qiao." Bi He complained, and noticed a key word, "drugs? Who are you talking about?"

"Sheng Xiao."