How to Trap a Fried Puppy

, This silly boy.

Contrary to Meng Rui's quick play just now, Wang Bowen's condition doesn't seem to be particularly good.

Today's main filming is about Shu Nian leaving Xie's house disheartened, and being rescued by Ke Luo who pursues him after fainting.Out of sympathy for Ke Luo who is about to take the college entrance examination but has no relatives, Shu Nian decides not to think about relationships anymore, and instead takes care of him like an older brother.

However, the two people who are similar in age and usually get along well, when filming the more intimate daily life scenes, there are frequent embarrassing scenes.

Even when filming a scene in which the two of them went to the supermarket to buy vegetables together, and then walked home jokingly, Wang Bowen always remembered the scene of doing these things with Mr. Meng before, recalling the scene and mood at that time It was still very clear, so when he suddenly found out that the person opposite him was Ke Luo's actor, he was obviously taken aback.

He settled down, devoted himself to the shooting seriously, got stuck several times, and finally finished the shooting before midnight.

During this period, Meng Rui, who was sitting on the sofa flipping through magazines boredly, was discovered by Xiao NaiNai, who charged his phone and came out to shoot a movie sideshow.

"Master, what are you doing now?" Little Milk pointed at him with the camera of his phone.

"what?"

"What are you doing sitting here?" Little Milk gestured to the sofa in the corner where few people come.

"Film with my wife." Meng Rui smiled at the camera.

"Oh, I'm calling you a daughter-in-law now." Little Milk said with an exaggerated smile, "My little assistant testifies, our young master is actually on the set..." She drew her voice deliberately, "It's actually called that Yes, hahaha."

Meng Rui looked at the camera with a correct expression, it was my daughter-in-law's proud expression.

In fact, at the beginning, he only jokingly tried to call him a child when he just finished filming.

At first, Xiaobai was a little uncomfortable and shy, but as the filming progressed and the happy and playful atmosphere in the crew, he gradually got used to this title, and even called him "Master" along with everyone jokingly.

Meng Rui remembered that a few days ago, the movie's official Weibo posted fan benefits, asking him and the child to answer fans' questions live.

One of them is, what do the young master and Xiao Bai usually call each other?

His answer was Xiaobai, and the child's answer was Young Master.

Fans left messages saying that it was too official, and asked for WeChat notes to be published.The child looked indifferent and took out his mobile phone and turned to the WeChat interface, showing everyone the name of the note, and it was still the young master who was no surprise.

But Meng Rui didn't come and change it at all, and was photographed by the little assistant in the eye-catching three words "daughter-in-law" on the remarks column.

It caused fans to swipe their screens to celebrate being given candy, and was shown a look of affection, clamoring to hear how they have called each other.

Xiaobai thought about it carefully, and while snapping his fingers, he said, "Master, Meng Rui, um..."

He turned his head to look at Meng Rui beside him, and said with a bright smile, "There is also Teacher Meng, haha."

Everyone laughed together, thinking that Meng Rui was always in charge of him not allowing him to eat snacks or drink, that's why he was called this.This secret that only the two of them and Little Milk knew made the child laugh so happily that he rolled his eyes and fell on his shoulder laughing non-stop.

Meng Rui put his right hand on the back of his neck pretending to be casual and touched it lightly, then looked at the camera and said with a smile, "I have called him a lot, Xiaobai, wife, child, and he himself did not return it. Why don’t you name yourself Wang Jingou, haha.”

"What do they call you when they ask you if you like it?" Xiao Bai pointed to the constantly refreshing comments on the phone screen and asked him.

"That's right, it's good to call you young master."

"Oh." Xiaobai showed an expected expression, and continued to read the comments, "Hey, they asked me what I liked when you called me."

"Then what do you like?"

"I can do it." He looked at the fans' comments and had fun flicking his sleeves.

"Then you pick one, just this one, Xiaobai, daughter-in-law, or baby, which one do you like?" Meng Rui pointed to one of the comments.

Wang Bowen stretched out his finger to poke the word "Baby" on the phone screen, and looked at him with a smile.

"So you like me to call you baby?" Meng Rui smiled overjoyed.

"Then you haven't called."

"Let me prove it," Little Milk, who was acting as a photographer with a mobile phone, interjected at the right time, "The young master called the baby, hehehe."

"Then I'll call you baby from now on?" Meng Rui raised his eyebrows and smiled at him.

"Ah." Xiaobai replied pretending to be indifferent, and immediately leaned in front of the camera and chatted nonsense with fans.

Teacher Meng, who was less than half an arm's distance away from him, could clearly see the child's reddened ear tips and his little hands that kept pulling and pinching the plush toy when he was nervous.

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☆、Chapter 15

"Young master, why are you still here?" Little Milk swayed back and found Meng Rui still sitting on the sofa.

"Wait for him to finish." Meng Rui turned over a page of the script with a clatter.

"Xiaobai is filming a cohabitation scene with Ke Luo. May I ask how our young master is feeling now? Haha."

"It's none of your business."

"Hey, oh, why are you still angry? We Xiaobai cried when we were waiting for you to film with Jiang Yao just now."

"When did he cry, why don't I know." Meng Rui put the script aside, looked up at her and asked, "What's going on?"

"No, hahaha, he's just playing."

"Oh. He's the only one who can still cry. He must have been blowing his hair there all the time, and he's so stupid and angry." He said with a knowing smile.

"Then what should we do?" Little Milk teased him pretending to be troubled.

"Come on, what else can I do, what else can I do." Meng Rui had a doting and gentle expression on his face.

"Master, do you know what the fans are saying in the group? They say that Xiao Nian, who was chosen by the young master himself, has to be spoiled even when she is crying."

"Hey, they're quite interesting."

"Yes, and then they also said that the young master chose a little ancestor to serve from among the 22 little thoughts, hahaha."

"What are you waiting for? What are you two talking about?" Xiao Bai, who finished work, hopped over briskly, sat next to Teacher Meng and asked with a smile.

"Say you are difficult to serve." Teacher Meng put on his coat with a smile, and handed him the warm water that had been cooled just now.

"Why am I difficult to serve? Am I difficult to serve, Little Milk?" Xiaobai blinked at Little Milk.

"Haha, the two of us just said that the fans said that the young master chose a little ancestor from among the 22 little thoughts." Little Milk smiled and defended himself.

"22, oh, there are so many people, why don't I know, then you're being kind." Xiaobai elbowed him and rolled his eyes.

"Then I picked you at a glance. The other ones were chosen by the director, so I'll pick you." Meng Rui put his hands on the back of his neck, signaled with his eyes that Little Milk should quit the camera and go to work on her, and followed the trend He grabbed the child by the shoulders and led him back to his room.

"Hey, why did you take me to your house?"

"Something happened."

"If you have anything you can't say outside, take it away with your hand and don't touch me."

"You're still angry, why don't you just shoot a scene with Jiang Yao. You're not big, and you're not too short-tempered." Meng Rui touched the back of his neck and coaxed him with a smile.

"Hey, you're quite reasonable, aren't you? The director has already said it, why are you still messing with her there?"

"What is a wrap, hahaha, baby, what is a wrap? Hahaha."

"Wrap...wrap means kiss," the child was a little embarrassed, "Oh, don't laugh, what's so funny."

"Okay, okay, don't laugh, what's the matter, are you jealous?"

"You're just jealous, what the hell?" Xiao Bai ignored him, stretched out his hand to twist away the juice on the bedside table, and drank it with a straw.

"I'm jealous," Teacher Meng grabbed his shoulder seriously, and said in a low voice, "I'm jealous when you hold hands with him, you know. I like you, baby."

Teacher Meng's affectionate confession, what he got was a silly baby who was completely stunned and speechless, and a cashmere sweater on which the silly baby spilled half a bottle of juice.

Dangdang knock on the door.

Holding up the camera, Little Milk smiled and said to Teacher Meng who opened the door: "It's rounds. What are you doing?"

"No reason." Meng Rui stood by the door and blocked it consciously.

"Hey, who is this?" Little Milk nimbly ran to the door of the bathroom in the room, and the camera was facing Wang Bowen who was washing things with water, "Let everyone see who we found, hahaha, we In the young master's room, I found Xiaobai~"

"Hey, don't make trouble with him." Meng Rui took a few steps to follow, reaching out to block the camera.

"Hey, why are you still running away?" Milky Little was amused by the child's flustered appearance of quickly putting down the clothes in his hand and running out the door, "Hahaha, Xiaobai has run away."

"What are you doing here? Sit down." Meng Rui looked helplessly at the excited and gossiping woman in front of her.

"Master, why is Xiaobai in your room? Huh~~~"

"My clothes are dirty, he will wash them for me." Meng Rui said without changing his expression.

"Really? Hehehe~~~"

"What are you doing here?" Meng Rui waved his hand and slapped the smirking little milk.

"Come to check the house, haha. Actually, I'm here for a short interview. What do you think about the jealous behavior of the two of you today?"

"What do you think, isn't it normal for us to have a fight?"

"Oh, that's right. Then, is our young master looking forward to the boat (bed) scene between you two tomorrow? Hahaha"

"Hey, I found that you are getting more and more swollen now. You dare to ask what you should and should not ask." Meng Rui raised his eyebrows and glared at the giggling little milk.

"Our young master is blushing, what's the matter, why are you so embarrassed?"

Meng Rui touched his face subconsciously, and realized that the scene he thought of just now was a little uncontrollable blushing, so he immediately waved at Little Milk, and scolded her, "What are you talking about, let's go."

And the little milk who came out of Mr. Meng's room immediately knocked on the door of Wang Bowen's room next to him.

Wang Bowen was startled by Mr. Meng's sudden words of liking him before, and accidentally spilled juice all over him.After looking at each other for a while, Teacher Meng smiled and said that he didn't know how to do it, and asked him to help clean the dirty place, which barely eased the embarrassing situation.

Wang Bowen stood in front of the sink, looking at himself in the mirror with a dull expression, feeling inexplicably complicated.In fact, it's not that he can't feel it at all, but he thinks it's because of filming, or it's just teasing him.

Oh, I don't want to.Maybe he was just joking, but you can't take it seriously.

Xiaobai lowered his head and rubbed the dirty place seriously, then shook his head in confusion.Who knew that the little milk who just rushed in suddenly found him, so he could only run away in embarrassment and shame.

Ugh.

Wang Bowen opened the door for Little Milk while drinking yogurt.

"Why did Xiaobai run away just now?" Little Milk asked him with a happy and gossiping expression.

"It's nothing."

"Then why are we Xiaobai in the young master's room? Hehehe~~~"

"I'll help him wash a wife, he can't do it himself, he's so stupid." Xiao Bai replied pretending to be calm.

"Oh~~~Really?" Little Milk asked with a smirk.

The child tilted his head and thought for a while, then bit the yogurt bag and trotted past her back to Meng Rui's room.

Little Milk was so cute that he was about to faint, so he followed Meng Rui to his room, and the camera pointed at Xiao Bai who was sitting on the chair, and Teacher Meng who was squatting next to him.

"Why did you run back? It's not enough to do an interview alone. If you have to come here hahaha, you can't catch it." Little Milk teased him.

The next few fans asked daily questions, and the two also cooperated to answer them, until a fan said that he wanted to see Wang Bowen's abs.As soon as Little Milk finished reading this article, Meng Rui immediately stood up, sat on the side of the bed, and firmly said no.

"Why can't it work?" Little Milk fanned the flames and played with the fans.

"I can't do it if I say no." Meng Rui looked like a domineering president, and glared at the smiling child next to him, as if he had nothing to do with him.

"Then you can show them yours." The child interjected without thinking too much about the excitement.

"What are you looking at, every day." He signaled Little Milk angrily to stop making trouble, then turned to look at the child and said, "Smooth your clothes."

"Then you take off your clothes and I won't show them." The child was actually quite curious and wanted to see it, and continued to quarrel heartlessly.

Meng Rui looked at the kid in front of him who knew how to be fooled without proper measure, and the atmosphere that had been brewing today was completely destroyed by the sudden intrusion of the little milk, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry at that time.

He took off his shirt neatly and threw it on the bed, and said fiercely in a bad tone, get out!

It was only then that Little Milk saw that he was getting angry and losing his temper, and immediately went out with the camera in his hands.

And the child stared blankly at the back of Little Milk going out, and after a few seconds to react, he was so wronged, his eyes were red instantly, and he stood up unhappy and wanted to go out with his mouth pouting.

I know that saying that I like me is false, just kidding, just teasing me.

Dead liar.shameless.

After Meng Rui finished speaking, he saw that Little Milk had a bad complexion and went out. He was reflecting on whether his tone was too fierce, when he suddenly found that the children around him also stood up and walked out, and immediately panicked.

I grabbed him and pulled him to my side, only to find that the child's eyes were red, and there were a lot of tears in the big bright eyes, and I felt that I was about to cry in the next second.

"Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry..." He hugged him in a hurry, and coaxed him with the gentlest and softest voice in his life. "Don't cry, baby, I didn't mean you, I didn't mean you, don't cry, be obedient."

"What are you shouting about? Who is your baby? I don't think it's disgusting." The child calmed down and said in a murmur.

"You, didn't you say you liked me calling you baby?" Meng Rui put his right hand around him, and his left hand rested on his thigh and slowly touched him.

"Pull it down, who knows what you think, maybe you are just like that big scumbag in the play." Xiaobai picked up his hand and threw it aside, and said in a bad tone with the corners of his mouth drooping, "Yes, you are Xie Yan, shameless."

"Baby, if Xie Yan owes Shu Nian in the play, Meng Rui will still return it to Wang Bowen outside the play." Teacher Meng looked affectionately at the child nestled in her arms, only showing a small furry head, her tone Solemnly and seriously promised.

"Oh, I don't believe you either." The child replied a little arrogantly.

Meng Rui couldn't help laughing softly a few times, and suddenly stroked the bristly bristles on his head with pleasure, and his heart was as soft as the first plump pale flowers that sprouted from the branches of a peach tree in early spring. Small pink buds.

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☆、Chapter 16

"Baby, don't be so nervous." Meng Rui looked at the child wrapped in a nightgown with some amusement, and couldn't help teasing him.

Wang Bowen glanced at him, stepped to the side of the bed in a few steps, quickly got under the quilt and covered himself tightly, then stretched out a part of his arm, and swished out the nightgown he took off.

Meng Rui was amused by his little tricks that he tried to cover up, and walked up to him regardless of the director whispering in his ear the details that needed attention, "What's the matter, is this the first time?" Pull the quilt down to his chin.

"Oh, don't move, I'm cold." Wang Bowen glanced at him understandingly, and quickly covered the accidentally exposed shoulders back under the quilt.Finding that Meng Rui continued to secretly pull down the quilt without giving up, he said a little proudly, "Hey, I found out if you did it on purpose, pull it all off for me, and then you can see... you Too……"

"Yeah, did you just find out, baby." Meng Rui smiled and put on a bad uncle's expression, took off his coat deliberately provocatively, and slowly moved closer to him with his hands on the bed, his eyes were deep and gentle Staring at him from a distance.

Wang Bowen was at a loss as to whether he would be furious or shy in the next second. Fortunately, Little Milk passed by and joked with a smile, "Wow, what are we young masters doing?"

"Talky." Teacher Meng glanced back at her with a smile.

(The following is the skipped boat scene shooting...)

In the blink of an eye, several months of filming have passed.

Meng Rui occasionally feels that time is a wonderful thing.

For example, the teenager who came to buy apples in the store just like what happened yesterday is sitting next to him at this moment.Because of the alcohol, her originally fair face turned red, and she looked at herself with misty and dewy eyes, and unconsciously smirked.

Meng Rui sighed silently in his heart, touched the back of his neck comfortingly, led him away from the lively crowd at the celebration banquet, and hid in a corner where no one noticed.

Xiaobai sat on the sofa in a daze, leaned half on Meng Rui's body, grabbed his fingers, and looked at the unique ring on his hand like a curious baby.

Teacher Meng looked tenderly at the child who was about to retract into his arms and poked the ring seriously. He stretched out his left hand to take the child's hand away. After receiving the complaint from the child's dissatisfied eyes, he patted the child comfortingly. His thigh, then took off the ring and put it on his hand, "I'll give it to you."

"I don't want it." Xiaobai muttered a few words indistinctly, then took it off and returned it to him, whispering.

"What's the matter, baby?" Teacher Meng patiently coaxed the little ancestor who was suddenly a little unhappy.

"Anyway, I don't want it anymore." Xiaobai shrank behind the sofa with his head down, refusing to look at him.

Teacher Meng pulled him back to her side dumbfounded, and looked helplessly at the child who was having a temper tantrum, "What's the matter? Don't you like it?"

He looked at the big baby in his arms with tender eyes, just like a little camel, buried his face in his lap, Wang Bowen, who usually doesn't drink alcohol, was drunk because he made an exception and drank a few glasses today. Silly, muttering in a clumsy manner.He listened carefully for a while before he could barely distinguish what the child was saying, "Seeing things and thinking about others."

Hey, silly boy.

Teacher Meng put the ring back on his hand, and coaxed him a little dotingly and helplessly. Watching the child gradually fall into a deep sleep, he put the coat on him and walked to the balcony by himself.

The evening wind was blowing coolly, and the branches of the trees that sprouted early swayed and rustled in the wind.As if a bottle of blue-black ink has been knocked over, the thick and profound night sky is hung with twinkling stars,

Meng Rui, who was only wearing a sweater at the moment, didn't care about the beautiful scenery that could be painted. He only looked at the shining stars in the sky, and thought of the beautiful eyebrows and eyes of the person who fell asleep peacefully, and the face of him that day. When confessing, he dodged and refused to answer.

He couldn't understand what the child was thinking.

He is also troubled.

Even Mr. Meng, who is used to being praised for his high IQ and high EQ, can't help but feel annoyed at the moment, like most silly men caught in a whirlwind of emotions, for not being able to guess the mind of his young and beautiful sweetheart.

"Come out!" Standing in the empty underground parking lot, Xu Zhanting stopped the hand that was about to open the car door.

"Don't hide, haven't you been with me for a day, ha ha." He looked around with displeasure, his eyes stopped on the half shadow exposed under the exit sign in the northwest corner, and frowned impatiently, "Okay , I saw you. I timidly follow people's buttocks all day long, and I don't think I'm disgusting."

In the empty parking lot, apart from Xu Zhanting's whirling voice, there was only the cold wind blowing, occasionally rolling up debris and dust on the ground.

Xu Zhanting's complexion was getting worse and worse. After realizing that the man was moving and planning to slip away, his anger surged instantly, and he strode over to grab him and threw him on the ground.Then, with disgust on his face, he picked up the camera that was thrown on the ground together.

"Paparazzi, you're not professional enough, you've been staring at me for two months, what did you get?" Xu Zhanting flipped the camera with an unfriendly expression, and couldn't help kicking him hard, "Are you a pervert? Even eating and sleeping?"

The kicked person curled up on the ground motionless, just covering his face tightly covered by the black mask under his clothes, without saying a word.

After Xu Zhanting saw a photo of himself wiping his hair in a nightgown after taking a shower, he finally threw the camera to the ground angrily, kicked the person curled up on the ground a few times, and opened his mouth to scold him with a livid face.

The phone rang inappropriately.

He looked fiercely at the candid shooter on the ground who seemed to give up resistance, stepped on his calf, and then turned his head to answer the phone.

"Hello." Xu Zhanting tried his best to restrain his anger, and spoke in a calm tone.

"Well, now? It's okay, I'm not busy."

"You look for me, may I have no time?"

"Okay, then you stay there, I'll pick you up."

"Okay, don't get tired of crooked, what a grown-up you are."

Xu Zhanting hung up the phone, and the gentle and warm smile on his face disappeared immediately.

He raised his foot that was on the candid photographer's calf, kicked it a few times, and said impatiently, "You're lucky, let's forget about today, don't let me find you following me again."

The man lay huddled on the cold ground with a passive resistance.

"Did you hear that?" Xu Zhanting took out a wet towel and wiped the hand holding his camera just now, and couldn't help showing disgust, "Whether you are the unlucky paparazzi who happened to be caught by me, or some mentally retarded private detective, That's all. I'll call the police next time, you know?"

After speaking, he slammed the car door and walked away.

It wasn't until the roaring sound of the engine completely disappeared, and the entire parking lot was completely restored to the previous silence, that the person lying on the ground in a curled up position could not restrain himself from making a suppressed and suppressed whimpering sound.

He stood spotless in front of him, showing aloof disgust and pity, and looked at him with disdain as if looking at a disgusting poor creature.

He is still good-looking, whether he is smiling gently and saying polite words, or frowning and scolding harshly, that delicate and vivid face is still like a high-priced commodity in a shop window, an untouchable beauty.

The moment he answered the phone, it was like ice and snow that melted instantly after being touched by the sun, willingly turning into beautiful and gentle water droplets.

The voice on the other end of the phone could be heard clearly in the quiet, almost suffocating parking lot.

Nice, with the clear and bright voice unique to teenagers.

It was a voice he was all too familiar with.

Zhao Qi gritted his teeth to prevent himself from crying.The choked sobs overflowed intermittently, which seemed extraordinarily sad in the silent space.

Different.

Incomparable.

He should have known.

The man treated him with politeness and politeness that couldn't be more perfunctory.

For Wang Bowen, he cared and took it seriously.

The cousin, the request to take care of him, the aloofness and ease that don't understand emotions, are all fake.

Otherwise, how could Wang Bowen, after receiving the New Year's gift from himself, call and talk to himself about his troubles, saying that someone he has known for a long time suddenly said that he likes him.

And how did I hold back, when I heard him say that that person was from the showbiz, I suddenly felt the cold that rose from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

Xu Zhanting, it's you.

What you like is actually Wang Bowen.

Zhao Qi picked up the camera and held it in his hand, thinking desperately that he must be crazy.Going crazy.

The author has something to say: First of all, I would like to apologize to everyone. Something happened in the previous stage, so I barely took time to write the article today.

In the future, I may not be able to persist in daily updates, but I will definitely work hard to write when I have time.

I can only assure everyone that I will not cheat.

☆、Chapter 17

"Wang Bowen, come out, come out and let's have a good chat." Meng Rui typed on WeChat irritably, took down the cigarette he was holding, and pressed it out in the ashtray.

The ashtray was given by the child when I participated in the pottery activity last month.A small white pottery bowl, inside which sits a puppy with white long ears.

He vowed to make the most beautiful ashtray, and his smile was very childish; he carefully pinched the shape, followed the teacher's study seriously, held his breath and nervously put the puppy on the bottom of the bowl; A good finished product, the stupid look of fearing that I would destroy it, is still vivid in my memory.

Two months ago, they were still lying on the crew's bed, covering a blanket and studying the script, laughing and making noises.He is used to putting his hand on the back of the child's neck and touching it subconsciously. The child does not hide, but turns his head and smiles at him with a sunny face.

A month ago, they participated in events in major cities to promote the film. Although the production was excellent, the entire crew was not sure whether it would be popular or not.Fortunately, everything is going smoothly, and gradually I have a considerable number of fans. The child is very happy, and of course he is also happy.

Then, on the day of the celebration banquet, the child rejected his ring, and also rejected him in disguise.

Then, the phone was not answered, and WeChat was perfunctory.

Annoyed and helpless, Meng Rui wondered if he was too impatient, or if he should wait until the child grows up and he realizes it by himself.

But he really, couldn't wait.

The movie aired and the response was good.What followed was that more and more people knew them, and the number of fans on Weibo continued to increase.Among these people, there will always be those who have thoughts about children.

It wasn't until at the handshake meeting that a male fan dressed as a flight attendant seriously declared war on him, saying that he wanted to grab Xiaobai, that he seriously realized this problem.

So, he couldn't wait, and didn't want to wait any longer.

He likes children, and he can tell that children like him very much.

So it was supposed to be a matter of course, but unfortunately, the child disappeared without a word.

He didn't answer the phone, and occasionally he would only talk about him, saying that he was busy, recording a song, and participating in an event.

There were only perfunctory replies on WeChat.

Finally he couldn't bear it anymore, and went to his company to look for him on the 17th day after he hadn't seen him.

On the road, I met Wang Bowen’s fans who were commuting to and from get off work. They screamed in surprise, surrounded him happily, and posted a small video on Weibo saying that cooking made sugar.

Only he himself forced a gentle smile, and after entering the elevator alone, he gradually showed a somewhat disappointed expression.

Finding Wang Bowen was actually not difficult.

When he doesn't need to go out to participate in activities, he usually hides in the recording studio and immerses himself in his own music world.

The scene that seemed familiar to me half a year ago: Meng Rui stood at the door and listened quietly, while the teenager in a striped shirt was humming a tune intently in the room.

What the boy sang was an episode of their movie.

He sang over and over again, I said you were just a dream, woke up heavy, said you can only be in memory, please let me continue to dream.

The young man usually has star-like eyes, but at this moment, there are faint tears, like two sparkling pools of water.

Meng Rui stood at the door sadly, he didn't know what the aggrieved child was thinking, and he didn't know what he could do.He used to know the child very well, knew how to make him happy, how to coax him, but now, it seemed that the child had a sadness that he didn't know.

He can only be like a silly scholar who married a fairy, almost getting angry because his lover refuses to confide his heart to him.

"Why are you here?" Wang Bowen looked surprised and dodged.

"Come and see you."

"Then why didn't you tell me in advance." He asked in a low voice.

"I sent you a WeChat message. Probably, you didn't see it either." He inadvertently showed dissatisfaction in his tone, Xiaobai looked up at him, quickly avoided the staring eyes, and went to take out his pants in a panic Mobile phone in pocket.

Meng Rui reached out and grabbed his wrist, and subconsciously squeezed hard on his fingers.

"Don't look, if you see it, you probably have to find an excuse to hide again."

"Meng Rui, what do you mean?" The child poked his neck and looked at him with displeasure.

"Who are you calling Meng Rui?" He grabbed the child's wrist and pulled him closer to him, "You're avoiding me on purpose, right?"

"I do not……"

"Do you know very well in your heart, why, you are so scared when you know I like you?"

"no……"

"What's that, eh? You haven't been in a relationship before, kid. The first kiss was with me, hehe, what are you hiding? Will you be fine if you hide?"

"Speak up, Meng Rui, why are you so nervous?!" The child dragged him into the recording studio in a panic, and locked the door neatly.But in the room where only the two of them were left, he timidly and evasively broke away from Meng Rui's hand, sat on a chair far away from him, lowered his head and refused to speak.

Meng Rui was a little annoyed at his indiscretion just now, so he scratched his hair in annoyance, and said in a slow tone, "Baby, what's the matter? You have to give me an explanation, right?"

He paused for a moment before opening his mouth with some difficulty, "Or, do you think you don't want to see me anymore? Hehe, there's no one like you, baby. If you don't like it, you don't like it. If you come up, you'll kill them all."

There was already a wry smile in his tone, even in the face of the beautiful eyes of the child suddenly looking at him, he couldn't calmly make an expression of not being hurt or caring.

"Meng Rui, don't lie to me." The child turned his back, not looking at him, and said in a trembling voice, "You invested in the movie, right? From the very beginning, this movie was created to make you famous. I've always wondered why the investor asked me, a singer who just debuted, to act in a play out of nowhere, you asked for it, right? Why, you feel sorry for me, so please help me? Haha."

"Well, it's me." Meng Rui remained calm.

"Then what do you want me to do? The filming is over, and your domineering president's personality has matured, so you don't have to drag me to play affectionate scenes for your fans anymore."

"Don't cry, don't cry," Meng Rui walked over and hugged the baby who was holding back his tears and choked up in his arms, and stroked the back of his neck with his right hand to comfort him, "Baby, why do you think I'm so bad."

"You don't come here, there are no fans here, and I won't play this show with you. You can go to whomever you like."

"Who am I looking for, baby?" Meng Rui pulled out his shirt sleeves and wiped the child's eyes, feeling a faint good feeling.

"You don't touch me, go to whoever you like, the host from last time, or those of your cousins, it doesn't matter, anyway, your fans are happy to watch it."

"They don't want to see it, they just love to see me looking for you."

"Anyway, you don't come to provoke me." The child said with a strong nasal voice.

"That won't work. I hired a whole crew to chase after my wife." Meng Rui rubbed the bad-tempered and sulky big baby who was held in his arms, and showed some helplessness and relief that the first time these days A smile from the heart.

"You really entered the showbiz because of me?"

"kindness."

"Then you invested in this movie because you wanted to film it with me?"

"kindness."

"Didn't you deliberately show it to fans for the sake of becoming popular?"

"kindness."

"Is it really just friends with those cousins?"

"kindness."

"Then why did it take you so long to come to me?"

Meng Rui looked indulgently at the child he finally brought home. He was sitting beside his bed in SpongeBob SquarePants pajamas, and his hair was still dripping with water. .

"Me, I'm afraid you hate me." He smiled and took a towel beside him to wipe the child's hair.

"Why should I hate you?"

"I don't know who the stupid kid is. I'm so angry that I haven't seen anyone for half a month."

"Then I don't know."

"Well, now I know. Knowing that I deliberately set you up, deliberately chose this kind of script for you to act, and deliberately found someone to stimulate you, will you not be angry? Hahaha."

"Meng Rui, you are too annoying." The child opened his hand, and dragged a towel to wipe it carelessly.

And Mr. Meng was so cute by the child's shy look, he couldn't hold back the smile all over his face, and the towel he threw over was just slapped on the face.

Teacher Meng looked at the muttering child retracted into the quilt, and the old god gave himself a lesson in his heart.