Choose me for a contract marriage, I'm super sweet [Entertainment]

Wen Nuobai put on a mask and covered the hood of his down jacket, and walked around from the backyard to the side door to get takeaway.

The few dim yellow lights in the yard were sensory. When Wen Nuobai went out, he deliberately looked up at the study room. He didn't see any light. He must have drawn the curtains. After taking a look, he lowered his head and concentrated on watching On the road, stepping on the snow with one deep foot and one shallow foot, walking towards the side door.

How did Wen Nuobai know that the study room in the villa was filled with floor-to-ceiling glass windows for lighting, and they were all one-way see-through glass so that the outside could not be seen from the inside.

Yu Han usually keeps the curtains closed during the day, and opens some of them at night.

Yu Han poured himself another glass of water, added half a glass of ice cubes without changing his face, and sat at the table to read the documents. From the corner of his eye, he saw the sensor light outside was on, and subconsciously looked there, and saw the unexpected snow in the snow. The figures moving in the field are moving towards the side yard little by little.

Wen Nuobai wrapped her down jacket tightly and walked towards the side door very lightly and quickly, so the size of the house also has its disadvantages. It took several minutes to walk to get a takeaway, it was so cold.

No one was watching him at all.

Almost at the place, Wen Nuobai almost trotted over, the takeaway box was stuffed into the edge of the flowerpot of the garden plants, and it was still warm in his hand.

Wen Nuobai quickly hugged the fried chicken and hot orange juice, and hurried to the room. The last time I ate takeaway was more than half a year ago.

The spicy and exciting smell of fresh chicken comes out of the box, making Wen Nuobai swallow his saliva.

Quickly opened the door, stomped his frozen feet, Wen Nuobai closed the door with his eyes closed and raised his head.

Then... and Yu Han's eyes met directly, Yu Han smiled half-smile, glanced at him, then moved his gaze down slowly, and saw the takeaway box in his arms.

Wen Nuobai: ...

Very embarrassing.

The knuckles of the fingers holding the takeaway box turned white, Wen Nuobai thought about whether he should turn around and open the door now, and directly throw the takeaway box into the trash can to destroy the corpse.

"Are you hungry? What are you ordering?" Yu Han's tone was indifferent, and he couldn't hear much emotion. The silver glasses frame reflected a bit of cold and delicate halo.

He obviously didn't say anything, but Wen Nuobai felt inexplicably guilty.

Licking his lips, Wen Nuobai held up the fried chicken box: "Fried chicken, brother?"

I knew I should have ordered two, so how did Mr. Yu find out? He obviously looked into the study several times, but there was no light coming out of the room.

Yu Han glanced at the fried chicken, as if he knew what he was thinking, and said slowly: "The study room has one-way perspective glass, and I didn't close the curtains."

Wen Nuobai almost ran back to the room on the spot. He thought that his sneaky behavior was actually seen by others, so he had no choice but to suppress his embarrassment and say, "Oh."

His complexion is fair and delicate, and when he gets emotional, the tips of his ears can't hide the redness.

A smile flashed in Yu Han's eyes, and he looked at him: "Change clothes."

Wen Nuobai:?

Yu Han: "Pajamas, the room is well heated."

Five minutes later, Wen Nuobai changed into a thicker light-colored pajamas, sat down at the dining table with her mobile phone in hand, the fried chicken was a bit cold, and the orange juice was still hot, so she took a sip of the orange juice and bit the chicken wings.

It seems that he has been like this since he started learning to dance when he was seven years old. Wen Nuobai loves spicy food, especially fried food, and has a special liking for orange juice, but these are not things he can eat often.

A group of people go out for dinner, and if he happens to have a dance competition, he can use his chopsticks to eat some vegetables.

Wen Nuobai smelled the sweet and sour smell of tomato meat sauce from the kitchen, Mr. Yu should be cooking pasta, and the sweet smell of hot milk, the chicken wings in his mouth suddenly became less fragrant.

Maybe some spaghetti bolognese later?

Probably not, he ordered takeaway at night and ate alone, Mr. Yu is such a well-behaved person, it's good not to get angry with him.

Wen Nuobai gnawed on the chicken wings, the crispy skin on the surface was a bit soft, not as crispy and delicious as the ones just out of the oven. Many foods taste best when they are just out of the oven.

The restaurant is so close to the kitchen, Wen Nuobai can even clearly hear the bubbling sound of milk, and the rich sweet and sour tomato sauce gradually fades away.A more irritating, slightly spicy and pungent barbecue smell, should it have the smell of cumin?

I really want to eat it...it's too tortured.

Wen Nuobai took a sip of the orange juice sullenly, his teeth grazed the straw, and he simply didn't think about how delicious the food was.

Swipe open the phone, the interface still stays at the scene where he left to play, he habitually turned on mute, but this time when he swipe open the phone, countless WeChat messages and messages flooded in.

Directly put the phone card out of the playback interface.

Then it went back to normal after several times of non-stop flashbacks.

The first message was from Xu Ling, and he kept scrolling: [You gained 20 followers! ]

[Still rising!I followed with excitement]

[Is this a small hit? Bai'er, you are really out of the circle. This is how you feel when your friends around you become popular. Many people are asking me about you]

Wen Nuobai:?

He didn't understand what was going on, so he opened Weibo very quickly, and clicked on the 999+ message first, and a lot of comments flooded in instantly——

"Can plgg put on another serious dance show and dance the whole dance again?"

"Brother, I'm fine, face me head-on!"

"Wow, I finally turned red by sucking blood. Do you want to lose face by sucking our Sheng's blood?"

"The name Xueci sounds good and has artistic conception"

"Hello, where is your agent's contact information?"

……

In Wen Nuobai's latest Weibo comment, there are new fans, passers-by, and of course black ones, as well as his agent who can't be contacted, so he has no choice but to ask him directly for a job offer.

Take a look, half an hour ago, a million bloggers with a big V face watched his dance, cut it out and posted a Weibo. The official blog of "Dreamland" was quickly reposted, with a sentence: "Guanbo Jun is really very principled in selecting people."

These words obviously alluded to the fact that the casting of "Land of Dreams" was opaque.

It is worth mentioning that a relatively well-known dancer in China, who is also the dancer of "Dreamland", reposted this article, saying that he danced well.

On a night when there were no hot news or gossip, this Weibo was successfully searched after it went out of the circle.

It was indeed a small fire.

Wen Nuobai clasped the phone instead, a little stunned, and his emotions stirred for a moment, of course he wanted to be popular, and if he became popular, he would be able to go to a bigger stage and act in more plays.

This kind of fire is nothing to the kind of people who bring their own traffic and topics, and it's not that no one laughs at him, but to Wen Nuobai, this feeling is quite novel. If someone likes his dance, he is naturally happy .

Holding the mobile phone, Qin Sheng looked at a lot of Weibo posts boasting warm, waxy, white dance and beauty, and smiled gloomily.

The show "Dreamland" is indeed a scheduled hit variety show, but Wen Nuobai only has two episodes, and the current popularity can only be splashed. It is impossible to say what Wang Ping's transition movie will look like. allow.

His manager sat in the front row, looked back at his expression, and asked him inquiringly, "What's wrong with you recently? You don't want to drink with Mr. Zhang?"

Qin Sheng clenched one hand into a fist, pretending to be relaxed and said: "No, the filming of the next part is about to start. I get edema easily when I drink, which is inconvenient."

The agent expressed his understanding when he heard this, and said, "Okay, I'll help you talk to Mr. Zhang."

"By the way, do you know that Wen Nuobai? He seems to have some background. Can you go find some news?"

Qin Sheng flashed a moment of impatience, said hello, picked up the phone, and sent a text message to the person he knew.

Wen Nuobai...

As soon as Qin Sheng thought of this name, he would grit his teeth with hatred. Has a background?He was a trainee at the same time as Wen Nuobai, so he wondered if Wen Nuobai had any background.

Now that it is like this, which gold master has climbed up.

He pretended to be innocent in front of himself, but he was still clinging to the benefactor. Since he did not accept that he would go to the benefactor by himself, then don't blame him for being cruel. Sooner or later, one day... Qin Sheng's facial expression was distorted For a moment.

Wen Nuobai didn't know that a variety show revealed many people's thoughts about him. He slowly gnawed on the chicken wings and replied to the messages. Most of them were thank you and Tongxi, and interacted on Weibo by the way.

There was movement from the kitchen, Wen Nuobai forced himself not to look over there, and he promised that he would definitely not be able to help showing longing eyes.

But he couldn't help it, he couldn't control himself when he was greedy.

Wen Nuobai watched as Yu Han came over with a big dinner plate, on which was a shiny grilled meat, and a small plate of spaghetti bolognese rolled into a ball exuding a delicious message.

Wen Nuobai had tasted Yu Han's cooking, perhaps because he was short-sighted, it was the pasta he had eaten that best suited his taste.

If he could eat the food made by Mr. Yu a few more times, Wen Nuobai would like to exercise for an extra hour every day.

But I probably won't be able to eat it today.

Wen Nuobai pursed his lips, smiled at Yu Han, lowered his head and continued to reply to the remaining few messages, and after replying, he could apologize to Mr. Yu, and promised to improve his awareness of squatting in the future, and he also wanted to do what he could. Mr. Yu do something.

Wen Nuobai didn't even know that he lowered his head now, rolled on the bed and changed his clothes a few times, his hair was messy and limply stretched on the top of his head, looking sideways, the almond eyes were drooping at the end of his eyes , pursing his lips a little stubbornly pitifully.

A small plate of spaghetti bolognese wrapped in a rich sauce appeared in front of my eyes.

Wen Nuobai was taken aback for a moment, then raised her head.

Yu Han was standing at the opposite table, with broad shoulders and long legs, and drooping eyelids. His whole body was quite cold and oppressive because the food full of fireworks had dispersed a lot.

Wen Nuobai moved and blinked.

He just ate a few pieces of spicy chicken wings, his lips were brightened by the heat, his eyes were full of water, and he looked a little sleepy, but he opened his eyes to look at people seriously.

"Is this my share, brother?" Wen Nuobai was a little surprised.

He put down his cell phone and sat up, the light-colored pajamas slid open a little with the master's movement, revealing the white collarbone that protruded, Wen Nuobai didn't notice it, and looked at Yu Han with a gorgeous and warm smile.

"Ah."

Yu Han passed his gaze calmly, his Adam's apple rolled: "There is also barbecue and milk, don't eat too much."

"You don't need to deliberately hide when you go to the set tomorrow. There will be no more people here. A few people will come from Yu's house in a few days. Don't be nervous. I'll see them with you."

Wen Nuobai bit the spaghetti and nodded: "Yeah."

Yu Han crossed his legs and leaned on the chair, his slender fingers with well-articulated joints were hanging down casually, and said lazily, "Eat slowly, it's all yours."

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