The actor's personal paparazzi

The two reconciled, and everything seemed to be back to the past.

There was no further mention of the agreement, no further chatter about the headlines.

Song Bocheng was waiting for Bai Yifan's explanation, the person who was supposed to be tolerant of his temper, now because of his awakened feelings, would call out to the puppy with a pleasant face, wishing he could hold it in his hand.

And Bai Yifan always felt sorry for Song Bocheng because of his concealment, and was always cautious, for fear of angering him again.After getting along for a few days, I found out that this attribute can be reversed. How about changing Song Bocheng to Song Jianjian?

When Ai Chang came to find him again, Bai Yifan voluntarily signed the labor contract and became a legal actor assistant. In this way, he followed Song Bocheng's side in the name of an assistant, defending and maintaining the sofa king's crown. .

In order to show friendliness, or that little-known psychology, Song Bocheng once wanted Bai Yifan to sleep on the bed with him, but Bai Yifan refused because his sixth sense as a man told him that that place was somewhat dangerous.

After getting along for a few days, the gap between the two was worn down to the point where only a layer of virginity remained.Every now and then, Bai Yifan would go to Song Bocheng's bed to lie down for a while, which made the big bad wolf, who had been hungry and thirsty for a long time, throw away the laptop in his arms excitedly, and rubbed against him to eat tofu intentionally or unintentionally, which was also a joy.

But now the sun is shining outside, Bai Yifan is sitting on the sofa watching TV, holding a handful of potato chips, stuffing them into his mouth non-stop.

Wearing a pink apron, Song Bocheng sat at the dining table, cut the fried steak into pieces, and greeted the eldest baby at home to eat, "Bai Yifan! How many times have I told you, don't always eat snacks before meals, Come to eat."

Bai Yifan reluctantly put down the potato chips and patted the crumbs on his hands. It still felt a little greasy, so he looked around.He used up all the paper in the paper drawer when he was watching a movie last night, so he had to wipe it on the sofa with his hands, and walked to the dining table with his butt lifted.

"Why is it steak again today? I'm about to throw up. I'll apply for a different menu in the afternoon."

Song Bocheng said yes helplessly, opened a bottle of red wine, and poured a sip for the puppy.

Bai Yifan took a sip, then picked up the fork at the side, tied up the cut steak and put it into his mouth.

"Well, this time it's a bit old, don't fry it for so long next time."

"It's not that you said last time that you are not used to eating and not cooked."

"Then this is too familiar, too much."

"... "

The two of them just said one sentence to another, they didn't get angry when they picked faults, and they bickered with each other very happily.

If you want to say why Song Bocheng is so idle, it is also thanks to the headlines of Bai Yifan's unintentional actions.On the second day after the news was released, Song Bocheng received a call from the company, asking him to take a rest for a while, and wait for the turmoil to pass before coming out for activities.

Song Bocheng was taking the puppy home at this meeting, he agreed happily, and when he turned around, he and Bai Yifan threw themselves into the embrace of the TV.It's okay to grab guns, snacks and remote controls, and there is no pressure on vacation. I don't feel that being a movie star should be a little bit of a sense of crisis.

In this short week, the only feeling Bai Yifan felt was that he was too idle.

When he washes his face and brushes his teeth, there will be a companion by his side; when he has nothing to do with his mobile phone, Song Bocheng will play with his hair next to him, and peek at his mobile phone screen; watch TV together, then every time he picks up the remote control, he will be caught by the other party On the back of the hand, the strength is gentle, as if he can't feel that this move is eating his tofu.

All of the above, Bai Yifan can still bear it, but what troubles him is Song Bocheng's cooking skills.Take the daily breakfast as an example, egg custard or vegetable porridge, it seems that the appearance of increased appetite, but it is so bland that I want to cry.

And Song Bocheng heard that he practiced before and used up a refrigerator full of steaks, and made steaks every day like crazy. Bai Yifan was a guinea pig every day, and now he has become a master steak taster.

The entertainment for the two of them after dinner must be Song Bocheng's somatosensory game console that he bought on a whim.

Bai Yifan threw down the fork, and frantically switched the TV to the somatosensory mode, sat on the sofa and waited for Song Bocheng to come over and have a showdown.

This is the only skill he can match with the other party. Whether it is the sports game or the dance game, Song Bocheng fails miserably in everything.

Bai Yifan chose a relatively mild game of bowling, and shouted to the kitchen: "You are defeated, come out and stop."

Song Bocheng also happily coaxed him to be happy, and when he shook the water drops from his hands, he walked at the pace of Peking Opera, shouting: "Wow." He walked to the living room.

The two played various games happily together, and finally Song Bocheng suppressed Bai Yifan with a stern face, pretending to be angry, and was about to spank his butt, but the other party was not easy to mess with, so he grabbed his arm covered with a thin layer of sweat, and just took a bite .

The two of them fought in a ball on the ground, crazy as if they had just come out of the hospital.Until both of them collapsed to the ground, absorbing the coolness of the ground.Bai Yifan looked at Song Bocheng's exposed waistline, and wanted to pinch it with itchy hands, when Song Bocheng's phone rang.

"Shh, don't make trouble."

Song Bocheng grabbed Bai Yifan's troubled hand, listened carefully to the content on the phone, and answered from time to time.

Bai Yifan felt that he was bored, so he picked up the watermelon that was prepared on the side, and took a hard bite.

"Well, send me the address."

"can."

Hearing that Song Bocheng finally hung up the phone, Bai Yifan turned around and asked the other party with his eyes.

Song Bocheng pinched the other party's chin covered with watermelon juice in a funny way, and said, "I'm going to do a charity event tomorrow, so come with me."

Naturally, Bai Yifan nodded, picked up the knife, took a small piece from the messy piece of watermelon he gnawed, and handed it to the other party.

Song Bocheng took the leftovers with more skin and less meat, and ate it in one bite, "Probably the company decided to let me come back."

Bai Yifan maintained the movement of gnawing the watermelon, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.He quickly chewed the piece in his mouth, ignoring the overflowing juice and said: "This is a big event, to celebrate, let's have a good meal, shall we?"

He couldn't help fantasizing about the taste of the previous order, it was really a lingering experience.

Song Bocheng leaned over to wipe off the juice that was about to slip into his collar, "Okay, then let's go to the supermarket to buy vegetables."

Bai Yifan was touched by the other party's sensitive neck, trembled slightly, and slapped his hand away angrily, "Are you joking? You, a big star, are actually going to the supermarket to buy vegetables, who will do it?"

Song Bocheng grinned, pointed at himself and said, "Of course it's me."

Bai Yifan has no way of knowing why Song Bocheng is obsessed with cooking.He wanted to cry without tears as he watched the other party excitedly go back to the room and put on safety equipment, waiting for him when he was ready, so he had no choice but to go to the supermarket with the organization.

The two sneaked out of the gate of the community, and successfully got the attention of the security guard.However, the person involved didn't feel it at all, and continued to investigate the left and right, and went to the supermarket.

Fortunately, today is a working day, and there are not many people in the supermarket. After successfully receiving a cart, Song Bocheng and Bai Yifan swaggered into the food area and began to sweep.

"Where did you push, come here. Let me tell you, the pudding here is very delicious."

Listening to the other party's call, Song Bocheng quickly pushed the cart back and nodded disapprovingly.He picked up a few boxes of pudding for Bai Yifan, and watched him covet the chocolates on the shelf next to him, so he fished in a few boxes.

"Let's go, let's go shopping."

Guilty Contestant No. 1 led his scouts to the fruit and vegetable area.

Facing the dazzling array of vegetables, the two half-assed people were instantly dazzled.

At this moment, Bai Yifan leaned close to Song Bocheng, holding a cauliflower in his hand and said, "My mother made this delicious food."

Song Bocheng waved his hand, "Let go!"

Bai Yifan picked up another Chrysanthemum chrysanthemum, "I think this grass can be used for hot pot."

Song Bocheng waved his hand in agreement.

Another example is Bai Yifan carrying a bundle of garlic moss, "I think it looks like a bean, I'll take two more potatoes."

Song Bocheng, who was in charge of pushing the cart, nodded in agreement.

The two of them took a bunch of unsuitable dishes, settled the bill happily, and returned home with two big bags full of things.

When they got home and checked the recipe, the two had a difficult time.

Song Bocheng pointed to the cauliflower and said, "Don't you say it's called cabbage?"

Bai Yifan picked up the cauliflower aggrieved, "It has some small rolls."

"What about this one? It's not called beans, it's called garlic moss."

The happy Bai Yifan, who was pinching 'beans', paused, silently laid down the garlic moss, and lay down on the sofa discouraged.

He couldn't help complaining, "It's all your fault that you want to buy vegetables on a whim, and I don't know anything, and I don't know, you can't just blame me at this time." Bai Yifan rubbed his stomach and said, "It's really impossible to eat steak today. Bar."

Song Bocheng looked at the dishes in front of him, picked some good-looking ones, and said, "Then let's make a different steak today."

If Bai Yifan knew the other party's plan, he would definitely stop Song Bocheng from doing dark cooking at this time, but unfortunately he didn't know.

At the dinner that he was looking forward to, Bai Yifan held up a fork and forked a piece of steak in the soup with difficulty, but he still didn't make up his mind to treat his stomach, and silently gave up.

Song Bocheng was not very satisfied with this work, he murmured: "I took the soup made of cauliflower and scallion, and put a lot of black pepper in it, and I was afraid that it would be too spicy. Steak wrapped in soup, how can it taste so disgusting."

Bai Yifan blocked his ears depressedly.here we go again!After Song Yingdi restrained his temper, he didn't know who he learned from his nagging problem, and it became stronger and stronger.

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