The actor's personal paparazzi

No one would believe that they didn't do anything in the end, so when Bai Yifan woke up early in the morning, he was stunned.

His whole body hurts, his chest hurts, his butt hurts, and even the back of his neck hurts, and Song Yingdi is lying beside him, both naked and nestled in a quilt.

Bai Yifan glanced at Song Bocheng who was sleeping like an angel, and a sense of grievance burst out instantly.He gritted his teeth to keep himself from crying, and endured the pain to undress himself.

While he was dawdling, Song Bocheng was woken up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw yesterday's little paparazzi was putting on his clothes with his butt up.After admiring it for a while, he coughed, indicating that there was still someone there.

Bai Yifan was startled, quickly put on his pants, turned around and said, "You...what are you going to do!"

Originally, he wanted to question the other party loudly for his innocence, but because of Song Bocheng's identity, Bai Yifan could only swallow the bitterness in his heart.

Song Bocheng looked at the little paparazzi in his spare time, and asked inappropriately: "What's your name?"

"What do you call me! What's wrong with my name, Chen Ying!"

"You posted the bed photo of me and the Internet celebrity? You wrote the news and said I wouldn't do it? Did you take drugs and run wild at me?"

A series of questions hit Bai Yifan's head, and he lost his innocence. The other party was still asking about those trivial things. He was so angry that he didn't hold back his mouth, and directly scolded: "You...I wrote you what's wrong! You are a pervert! Merry Shameless! Not only do I want to write about you not lifting, I also want to write about you playing with men! Human scum! You, you... I have a camera! I must take pictures of you like this."

Song Bocheng's face darkened, he didn't get well after serving him all night, and when he woke up, he was scolding himself, when did he receive this kind of treatment, looking at the blushing little paparazzi, Song Bocheng thought about it.

"You want a camera? That's really embarrassing. I borrowed your camera to take some photos for you yesterday. I copied a copy and put it in my mobile phone. I flushed the memory card down the drain, and I threw the camera downstairs. "

Bai Yifan's brain circuit is obviously different from that of ordinary people, and he is still talking: "I still want to write about you playing 3P! It is not limited to men and women! This and that... What are you talking about? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! You give me back my camera!"

Seeing that the other party obviously didn't get his point, Song Bocheng stopped the person who flaunted his teeth and claws, and reminded again: "I took an indecent photo of you, if you piss me off, tomorrow your parents will receive their son's Sexy photos."

Bai Yifan has been a paparazzi for so many years and he has never been threatened. Naturally, he is not afraid of Song Bocheng's tricks, and said: "Okay, don't you have a photo, I will call my colleague immediately, and the headline will read: Song Yingdi and A certain man is hanging out in a nightclub!"

Song Bocheng was taken aback for a moment, admiring his courage, and said with a smile, "You can try it out, whether it's your colleague who came faster, or me who posted photos faster."

"You...you don't have my parents' contact information! I didn't scare you too much, sir!"

"Oh? Then look at what this is?"

Bai Yifan watched as the other party flipped through his mobile phone, clicked on WeChat, and sent the business card folder marked with mother to the chat box named Song Bocheng. It was too late for him to stop him, and he watched the other party proudly shake the phone in front of his eyes , Bai Yifan was instantly discouraged, and collapsed on Song Bocheng's body, and after a while, a choked sound came.

"I...I don't have a beloved goddess yet, I just want to get a promotion and raise my salary. You tarnish my innocence and threaten me... oh...don't be impulsive, I... how can you return the photo to me. "

Bai Yifan was crying pitifully, Song Bocheng looked at Ren Lihua with rain, and felt a little embarrassed, he was just joking, stroking the little paparazzi's back in embarrassment, and said in his gentlest voice: "What are you doing? It’s not easy to be a paparazzi, I think you’re considered a genuine Miaohong, and you can write off my one-month follower?”

Bai Yifan decided to try his best, it's just a month!No one knows how to serve people!Gou Jian has endured for so many years and still seeks revenge, but Bai Yifan is so bad, it's a complete small case!No, he has to watch Song Bocheng, if the other party plays some word games, he will be finished.

Song Bocheng was also a man of action, he got up and picked up a piece of paper and began to write the regulations.

Bai Yifan glanced at it, and had to admit that Song Yingdi's handwriting was good, at least better than his own dog crawling. After a few more glances, he found something wrong, and said, "Hey, what are you writing! My profession is Paparazzi, but I’m not called a paparazzi! Who are you scolding!”

Song Bocheng knocked on the table with a pen, Bai Yifan automatically lowered his voice, and complained: "My name is Bai Yifan, quickly change your Party B."

Song Bocheng crossed out the puppy and wrote Bai Yifan's name as he said.

Bai Yifan moved his head closer, and the two of them lowered their heads together. He looked at it for a while and found nothing wrong, and pointed fingers: "I'm a professional writer, have you forgotten what I do? Why don't I Help you write? You can’t write like this here, it looks informal, you should be like this…”

"Oh, this word is not used well, change it, let me think about it for you..."

Song Bocheng glanced at Bai Yifan, successfully silenced the other party, and couldn't help complaining in his heart, why did this little dog babble so much all day.

Song Bocheng thought he had succeeded in intimidating the other party, but unfortunately, within 10 seconds, Bai Yifan started bluffing again, the other party made a sharp look, and the two of them started the childish behavior of "you are not allowed to talk" and "I will say it if I say it".

After Bai Yifan calmed down for a while, he realized that he was the second party to the agreement. This agreement was written over and over again, with the same meaning: Bai Yifan was Song Bocheng's little slave.

That's right, a whole piece was written profusely on the white paper, and Bai Yifan summed it up in this sentence.For this agreement full of flaws, Bai Yifan turned on the talk mode.

"Your point is too unreasonable. Why do I have to bear the consequences for doing something wrong, and I have to bear the consequences for doing something wrong, and this... If I read this correctly, it should be the responsibility of the nanny? Your underwear Do you want me to wash it?"

Song Bocheng raised his eyebrows, motioned for the other party to continue talking, and casually tapped the first clause of the agreement with his fingers.

"You are not allowed to say no to Song Bocheng."

Bai Yifan glanced at it, and silently swallowed the words that came to his lips.He probably said that he was tired, or that he fell in love with the nature of the other party, and finally calmed down.

Song Bocheng watched Bai Yifan sign his name, neatly put away the other party's contract of sale, picked up the little boy, and strode out of the box.

Bai Yifan rolled his eyes from being strangled, and quickly entangled Song Bocheng, saying: "This is murder! Isn't it just a photo! My parents will definitely understand me, if you have the ability, just let me go!"

Song Bocheng has a person hanging on his body, but his momentum is still undiminished.He found his car and took his things directly into the car.

Bai Yifan watched helplessly as the car drove towards the viaduct, knowing that he had been kidnapped, and even signed an agreement with the other party to lose power and humiliate the country, but there was nothing he could do.

The speed of the car gradually accelerated, and Bai Yifan began to feel anxious. From time to time, he looked at Song Bocheng who was concentrating on driving, and finally vomited out the words: "Hey, where are you taking me?"

"My family." When Bai Yifan heard it, all kinds of scenes of being abused appeared in his mind, his scalp was really numb, after all, he still hurts all over now!

Yes, Bai Yifan regretted it, why did he sign the agreement in a flash of his brain!If he signed it, he signed it. Why did he follow Song Bocheng home without even resisting!At the very least, it should be yelling at the entrance of the nightclub to attract the crowd and make Song Bocheng embarrassing!It is best to attract a few paparazzi to take pictures, which can be regarded as a relief for him.

He complained that he missed the opportunity, and Song Bocheng took advantage of the gap to sneak a glance at him. Even the dullest person could feel the strong resentment of the other party. Song Bocheng said dissatisfiedly, "Why? Do you want to go back on your word at this time?"

Hearing the other party's extremely cold tone, Bai Yifan didn't dare to refute, so he could only apologize and said with a smile: "No, no, I still have work today. Look, it's almost time for work." Reach out and let the other person look at their watch.

Song Bocheng sneered and said, "You are mine now, call and resign."

How could Bai Yifan listen to him, he took out his mobile phone on his own, and prepared to ask the manager for instructions.

Soon the call was connected.

"Manager, I'm Bai Yifan, yes, I have encountered big news, I have to follow it for a while."

Song Bocheng looked at Bai Yifan curiously when he heard the words, and only listened to the other party continue talking.

"It's Actor Song, I promise I won't be wrong. I've already entered the enemy camp. It's not that I'm not a bodyguard, but a nanny."

When Bai Yifan talked about the point of interest, his whole body beamed with joy, "Oh, don't worry about the details, manager, think about it, I'm a personal caregiver, and I know the world with one hand!"

Bai Yifan's chat was full of enthusiasm, but Song Bocheng's side was covered with dark clouds of low pressure.

"Oh, when are you going to talk about it?"

"Hey, shut up, okay, okay, boss, don't worry..." Bai Yifan completely forgot that Song Bocheng was sitting next to him, and he was chatting excitedly, but he didn't notice the strangeness beside him, and quickly waved his hand to signal to the side people are quiet.

good!Very well, it was the first time someone dared to ignore his words, Song Bocheng was furious, but he still hinted that he should calm down, but he was naturally violent, and he couldn't suppress it when he got angry.

Song Bocheng glared at Bai Yifan angrily, and said, "Bai Yifan, who are you talking to like that!"

It's a pity that Bai Yifan didn't receive it at all, and continued to smear all over the sky, and he had already talked with the person on the phone about how to get rich by virtue of his scandal.

"I'm asking you something!" Song Bocheng couldn't bear it anymore, he stepped on the accelerator, and stopped the car in the middle of the road with a "thrust".

A series of braking sounds immediately behind startled Bai Yifan, seeing Song Bocheng who had thrown his steering wheel and stretched out his hand, he shivered to protect his mobile phone.

"Beep beep beep..." The owner of the car behind honked his horn impatiently, and the whole road became lively for a while.

But Bai Yifan in the carriage felt a bit of coldness, he said cautiously: "Well... when will we get home, yes... I'm a little hungry, hehe."

Song Bocheng's anger spread on the cotton, it didn't hurt or itch, he retracted his hand and clenched it into a fist, but Bai Yifan thought that Song Bocheng was going to hit him, so he quickly wrapped his fists with both hands, laughing dryly.

Song Bocheng pulled out his hand in disgust, and the back of his hand was covered with sweat. Needless to say, he knew it was caused by the paparazzi's paw. He snorted dissatisfiedly and restarted the car.

On the road again, Bai Yifan didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of offending the people around him. Thinking about the man-eating eyes just now, he was afraid.

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