The sick tycoon tricked me into pampering him again

It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon after the filming ended.

The director was a little dissatisfied with those photos, but no matter what he said next, Bai Qiao refused to retake a set, even if he paid more!

Although the director yelled that it was a pity, it couldn't change Bai Qiao's mind.

The director can only give up.

I went back with the material I shot before and edited the pictures myself.

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Hot pot restaurants are always full this season.

When the temperature is cooling down, I come out to eat a hot pot. It is as warm as a wave of heat rising from the dantian, and I sweat a little, not to mention how comfortable it is.

The butter hot pot is bubbling with "gulp gulp" in the pot. The mellow butter aroma is mixed with all kinds of dried chili peppers that are so spicy that it makes people cry, and no less than a hundred kinds of spices are fried in it.

The thinly sliced ​​meat is rinsed in it, and the color changes instantly. Wrapped in a dry dish and dipped in sesame sauce and sesame oil, it feels like a day's hard work is worth it after one bite.

"Hiss—" Just imitating Huala's drinking water, he had a few empty bottles by his hand, and he had already finished drinking the coconut milk and soy milk.

Although Spicy's eyes were red as if she was about to shed tears, the hands that imitated Hua Shucai did not stop.

Bai Qiao cooked a bowl of marinated tendon and went down, seeing his miserable appearance, asked, "You can't eat spicy food?"

Shan Fanghua shook his head, "I really like spicy food, but sister Lulu...is my ex-manager. She has always emphasized that idols should keep in shape, so I am not allowed to eat such heavy oil and spicy food."

Saying that, Shan Fanghua took a bite of lettuce, the leaves were covered with spicy oil from the bottom of the pot, "I haven't eaten hot pot so happily for a long time."

Moved Cry.

Shan Fanghua wiped off his sweat, and asked a little strangely: "Brother Bai Qiao, don't you ask me to keep fit?"

They are all managers, why do they always feel that Bai Qiao has very low requirements for him.

Bai Qiao was taken aback for a moment, "Aren't all entertainers who can't get fat?"

Shan Fanghua: "???"

That fake goblin tricked you?

Facing Dan Fanghua's eyes, Bai Qiao also knew that he was wrong.

Bai Qiao said, "Then next thing, you have to start controlling your diet."

'patta'

The sliced ​​beef in his mouth fell into the bowl, splashing a few drops of red oil, and the white shirt was dirty in small pieces, but Shan Fanghua had no time to take care of these at the moment.

"Woooooo!" Shan Fanghua pretended to cry in front of Bai Qiao, why are you talking so much? !

Make you curious, make you curious!

Shut up on the spot.

Bai Qiao himself didn't pay attention to the problem of his body, he was not greedy for food and drink, sometimes it was not a big deal if he was hungry for a few meals when the task required him.

And he exercises a lot, even if he eats too much, he doesn't have to worry about food accumulation.

However, as an artist, it is normal to have no time to exercise when working hours are tight.

Seeing his bitter haha, Bai Qiao suppressed a smile and pursed his lips and said, "Eat, your last hot pot meal."

"Woooooooo..."

"Don't eat?"

"Eat!" Shan Fanghua sniffed, sweeping away the previous frustration, "Waiter! Add another five plates of beef and mutton."

Bai Qiao: "...?"

After the meal, Shan Fanghua hiccupped.

Bai Qiao glanced at Shan Fanghua's belly. If there were media nearby and it was photographed, the headline might be that he took Shan Fanghua to a hot pot restaurant for a prenatal checkup.

"Brother Bai Qiao, just put me down at the intersection in front of you." Shan Fanghua pointed to the route outside the car glass, "The road inside is not easy to navigate, and the car can't get out."

Bai Qiao frowned, "You live here?"

The sun had not yet set in the afternoon, and there was no sunlight in the overlapping tube buildings. It was still outside, and it got darker as we went in.

Sitting in the car, you can see something black and unknown on the ground, as if you can feel the muddy feeling when your feet step on it.

"Yeah." Shan Fanghua didn't think there was anything wrong with living here, he felt very lucky to be able to survive from the previous company, so why would he be entangled in this.

Shan Fanghua said: "I used to live in the apartment allocated by the company. People in the team lived together, so there were many conflicts in private."

Moving out now, although the place we live in is smaller, it is more comfortable.

The light-white fingers tapped rhythmically on the steering wheel. After thinking for a moment, Bai Qiao said, "I stayed at a friend's house recently."

"Eh?"

"My house is vacant and no one lives there. If you don't mind, please show me the house."

"Ah?" Shan Fanghua suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Help, help look at the house?"

Bai Qiao said: "Well, accidents are easy to happen in a house where people don't live for a long time. If it's empty, it's empty. You live in it and help me keep an eye on it for a while."

As he said that, he turned the steering wheel in his hand, and without waiting for Shan Fanghua to agree, he drove directly in the direction of his home.

Shan Fanghua wanted to refuse, but Bai Qiao asked him to help, and if he refused, didn't he just reject Bai Qiao's 'ask for help'?

But he knew in his heart that what he said was helping, but he was actually taking advantage of it.

The vacant house is not so easy to have accidents, Bai Qiao gave him a place to live, still under the banner of asking for help.

Shan Fanghua lowered his head slowly, clenching his fists tightly.

"There is no burden." Bai Qiao said lightly, "I am your manager."

"En." Shan Fanghua had a faint nasal sound when speaking, a little muffled, as if she was about to cry.

Bai Qiao felt that he should say something to comfort him at this time, but Bai Qiao was not born to comfort others, and only canceled the option to comfort others when Nuwa made him, but now...

"Don't cry, I'll beat you if you cry."

"???"

You are a dog.

The feelings of admiration and nostalgia for the manager came to an abrupt end, Xiao Dan folded her arms and looked out the window, refusing to have any communication with the ruthless manager who did not comfort her.

Until the time of getting off the car, Xiao Dan, the ruthless iceberg, did not melt at all. After Bai Qiao repeatedly urged him to get off the car to no avail, he slapped him on the back of the head, and Shan Fanghua instantly became very obedient.

Turn on the lights, there is a housekeeper to clean regularly, and the house that has not been lived in for a long time is not too dirty.

Bai Qiao briefly checked the facilities in the house, and found that they were all normal and usable, so he said, "You should live here first."

"Call the moving company soon and bring the luggage over."

"I don't have any luggage." Shan Fanghua said, "I left all my things in the company when I left."

It is said to stay, but in fact the company does not allow it to be taken away.

The playing clothes and training clothes are the property of the company. Even if they are not worth much, the company will not allow him to be taken away by an artist who voluntarily terminates the contract.

Shan Fanghua has been suppressed by the brokerage company for a long time, and she has gotten used to the other party's stinginess, so she doesn't think it's a problem, "I bought a lot of things online, but they haven't been delivered yet. Just change the delivery address later."

Bai Qiao will not deliberately intervene to change other people's lifestyles, "Okay."

---

When Bai Qiao returned to the villa, it was already dark.

It wasn't that he deliberately delayed the time and didn't come back. It was too late to help Shan Fanghua tidy up the room in the afternoon, and it would take a long time to drive back.

It was definitely not when he accidentally avoided Lu Sibo sober because of the accident last night.

Open the door.

The living room was brightly lit, even the colored lights on the edge of the wall hangings.

Lu Sibo was sitting in the middle of the sofa, and when he heard the door opening, he turned his head and looked over, "You're back?"

Although it was an interrogative sentence, it was very sure when he spoke, as if he had figured out that the person who came in was Bai Qiao.

Bai Qiao paused, hanging in the air before falling down, facing Lu Sibo's penetrating gaze, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

...It's not like the kind of eyes a blind person can have.

Suppressing the guilt in his heart, Bai Qiao walked in and said, "It's so late, I haven't rested yet."

"Wait for you."

"what can I do for you?"

Lu Sibo patted his side and motioned him to sit down and talk carefully.

"What did you do today?"

"Take Shan Fanghua to take pictures of the inside pages of magazines." Bai Qiao keenly sensed that he was in a bad mood, but didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only answer along with his words.

Lu Sibo asked: "No more?"

"No more." Bai Qiao looked at him blankly, Lu Sibo would never even ask him about such trivial matters as going to eat hot pot and sending Shan Fanghua home.

Lu Sibo saw that his blank expression did not seem to be fake, so he reminded: "During the filming, what happened?"

what happened……?

Cat ears?

And that tail.

Shan Fanghua is afraid of cats, so he just stood up to help in an emergency. If Lu Sibo hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten such a trivial matter.

"I temporarily worked as a model." Bai Qiao rubbed his fingertips, knowing where Lu Sibo's anger came from, "Is it because of taking those photos?"

At that time, there were not many people present, and they were basically busy working in a fixed location. The only people who saw it were the camera director and Shan Fanghua.

And to Bai Qiao, this kind of thing is just a false disguise. Before wearing the book, he didn't bring anything for missions. Compared with those things, the cat ears and so on are considered pediatrics.

Perhaps, it would be difficult for a more 'conservative' person like Lu Sibo to accept it.

Lu Sibo didn't speak, but Bai Qiao guessed that was all he had. He took Lu Sibo's hand and rubbed the back of his hand for him. He did it in a hurry yesterday, and he didn't pay attention to whether he hurt him. Just now he saw the bruise on the back of his hand , it should have been accidentally touched when I threw it away yesterday.

Bai Qiao said: "The director paid me, and only took a few shots."

"How many? Not even one." Lu Sibo's tone was always indifferent, making it hard to tell whether he was happy or angry, but Bai Qiao could find that Lu Sibo was already very angry.

"Then I will return the money to the director and ask him to delete those, okay?"

Lu Sibo paused, and said, "The stored footage should also be deleted."

"Okay." Bai Qiao smiled, as if watching an awkward child.

While coaxing him, he rubbed the bruises for him. After the rubbing was hot, he applied medicated oil and continued rubbing.

He lowered his head and kneaded seriously, Lu Sibo looked at the hair twirling on the top of his head, most of the anger in his heart disappeared inexplicably, but he still couldn't help saying: "It's too much to take pictures with those things."

"Well, I won't shoot next time." Yu Baiqiao didn't care about these things, and it didn't matter whether he took pictures or not.

"Ears and tails...there's another one that you can use your tail to flick." Lu Sibo clenched his hands tightly while speaking.

Bai Qiao gently parted his hand and said softly, "Well... I was wrong."

He was quick to admit his mistakes, and Lu Sibo couldn't react for a while, he stumbled and said: "Actually, I didn't really care about it."

Bai Qiao smiled and shook his head, a duplicity child.

Suddenly, the smile on his face stopped, and even his hands stopped moving, and he raised his eyebrows and looked at the other party.

Lu Sibo noticed that the movement of his hands had stopped, and when he looked up at his gaze, his heart skipped a beat, and he suppressed his composure on his face, and quickly lowered his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You can't see, how do you know the details of the photo?"

Lu Sibo: "?!"

Careless.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-0513:58:08~2020-08-0612:19:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the deep-water torpedo: Hai Shengxiao 1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Haishengxiao 6; Cub 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 4155328219 bottles; 3 bottles of Chiyi; 1 bottle of my steel 镚er and Yinxi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!