The four-year-old cute baby of the actor's family

Zhou Wen'an was taken aback by the calm and serious voice, and was taken aback by his actions, but he quickly realized that, through Liang Sihan, he said softly to the girl in front of him, "Sorry, what are you looking for?" Let someone else take a photo."

A few extras saw Liang Sihan's unsightly expression, so they said, "That's embarrassing, we thought you were a star. I'm sorry."

Liang Sihan looked at the sneering little girls, and asked sternly, "Where did you come from? You don't understand the rules of the set?"

"We are extras, I'm so sorry!" One of them heard Liang Sihan's bad tone, and hurriedly grabbed the others and turned around to run away.

"Wait a minute." Liang Sihan called to stop them.

Zhou Wen'an was beside him, whispering, "Mr. Liang, it's okay, forget it. It's just a misunderstanding."

Tonton was on Liang Sihan's shoulder, reaching out to hold Dad's hand, pouting and frowning.

Liang Sihan handed Ton Ton to him, looked down at Zhou Wen'an and said, "I'll take care of it. You take the child to the lounge first." He beckoned his assistant Xiao He to come over.

Zhou Wen'an could only nod his head, hugged the child, and accompanied Xiao He to the lounge.

The deputy director Zhang of the production team rushed over and asked, "Mr. Liang, what's the matter?"

Liang Sihan raised his chin, and addressed the three group speeches: "Some of you must have already filmed it just now, right? Delete it before leaving."

The three group performers looked at each other with extremely ugly expressions.

Deputy Director Zhang said with sideways eyes: "What are you doing? The extras are just waiting to eat lunch, what are you doing here? Delete it, don't let me call the producer over and fire you."

The three of them could only take out their phones.

In front of Liang Sihan and Deputy Director Zhang, they deleted them one by one.

There are not many photos, and it will be processed in one or two minutes.

They hurriedly apologized: "We really didn't know this was not an actor, we thought it was a star who came to visit the class! Teacher Liang, Deputy Director Zhang, don't let us go?"

Assistant Director Zhang asked Liang Sihan: "Mr. Liang, what do you mean?"

Liang Sihan glanced at the young girl in plain clothes, and patted the assistant director Zhang on the shoulder, "Let the producer take care of it, and don't make an exception."

After he finished speaking, he turned to leave.

Assistant Director Zhang ordered a few people: "Did you hear that? Keep your memory longer! I'll become a star myself sooner, and I don't need to chase after others to take pictures. Go ahead, let me let you go this time, what should I do!"

He opened his hand, coaxing people away like a hen chasing chicks.

Tonton rested obediently on Zhou Wenan's lap in the lounge, holding a small kettle in his hand, sucking warm water.

Zhou Wen'an slowly wiped off the thin sweat on his forehead with a wet towel, and asked with concern: "Are you tired? What do you want to eat tonight? Dad will cook something delicious for you?"

Tonton held his narrow wrist with one hand, squeezed it for fun, and said after drinking water, "I'm not tired. Filming is fun, Dad, can you also film?"

He threw away the kettle and kissed Zhou Wen'an's face.

I really like to kiss Zhou Wen'an's white cheeks, put my forehead against his warm neck and act coquettishly, dangling back and forth, whispering: "Dad, Dad, Dad..."

Zhou Wen'an stroked his back one by one, with a gentle expression on his face.

Liang Sihan, who opened the door and came in, just saw the sweet scene of father and son, and froze by the door for an instant.

Ton Ton said "Yeah", turned his head, and asked with wide-eyed glazed eyes, "Uncle! What were they doing just now?"

"Nothing." Liang Sihan stretched out his hand and rubbed him, then took a sip of the mineral water on the table, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

"Huh?" Zhou Wen'an's eyes were filled with surprise, "Don't bother Mr. Liang."

Tonton bouncing around said: "Okay! Uncle sent it!"

He moved closer to Zhou Wen'an's face and asked, "Dad, can I let my uncle eat at home? Dad cooks braised fish in braised sauce. I want to eat the braised fish made by daddy." He excitedly told Liang Sihan, "My dad can cook. It's so delicious!"

"Okay." Liang Sihan smiled and bent over to hug him.

Ton ton took advantage of the trend and rushed over.

Zhou Wen'an: What's going on?I haven't seen you for a few days, my baby son seems to have betrayed?

When leaving the set, Tonton was held in Liang Sihan's arms. Seeing him open the door for Zhou Wen'an, he also stretched out his hand to touch the door hard, and said with a smile, "Dad, get in the car!"

Zhou Wen'an's handsome face was flushed, and he said "thank you" to Liang Sihan in multiple voices, before he lowered his head and got into the black business car.

After getting in the car, Tonton has been nestling on Liang Sihan's lap, listening to him talking to his father.

Liang Si asked pleasantly: "Mr. Zhou, how old are you this year?"

The deep and sexy voice seemed to be close to his ears, and Zhou Wen'an's ears seemed to be burned.

He looked at the son in the man's arms and whispered, "23. You can call me Xiao Zhou."

Liang Sihan looked at his handsome nose bridge and thin red lips, especially the small mole on the temple, like a bright mark, reminding him of what happened in the past. "I'll call you Mr. Zhou, is that okay?"

"But...you can."

Zhou Wen'an was a little strange, but after all, it wasn't an important matter, he didn't care, he just said, "Mr. Liang, let me hold Ton Ton."

Although he has been in contact with him for a long time, he has also seen that he is a kind and gentle person, but he still dare not look Liang Sihan directly in the eyes.

Teacher Li from the screenwriting studio once mentioned that Liang Sihan attaches great importance to creation, is very strict, and is unkind and difficult to get close to in private.

Zhou Wen'an was instinctively afraid.

Liang Sihan looked down at the boy in his arms: "I like Tonton very much."

Ton Ton sat on his lap and nodded seriously: "I like Uncle too." He scratched his ears and began to think about dinner. He asked, "Uncle, what do you like to eat? What don't you like to eat?"

Liang Sihan rubbed his ears, soft: "Uncle can eat anything, but he is allergic to onions."

Tons of "wow", almost did not stand up.

Surprised and unexpected, he went to see Zhou Wen'an, and reported the new incident: "Father, uncle is also allergic to onions!" Then he raised his head and said seriously to Liang Sihan, "Uncle, I can't eat onions either!"

Liang Sihan hugged him and asked, "Really? Then we are very similar."

He stretched out his hand to brush aside tons of short bangs, and under the plump forehead was a bit of a sharp nose bridge. The nose was upturned and the mouth was small. Everything was cute and childish.

His fingertips slid gently over the child's cheek, his eyes full of kindness.

"Yes, yes."

Ton Ton was excited and asked a series of questions, "Can uncle eat chocolate? Dad said that I was transformed from a puppy. Just like a puppy, I can't eat chocolate. I will have a headache and diarrhea."

Liang Sihan leaned back in the chair with a complicated smile on his face: "Uncle couldn't eat chocolate when he was young, but he got better later. Maybe you have to wait until you grow up to eat it."

Ton Ton was not sure, so he asked Zhou Wen'an: "Dad, is that so?"

Zhou Wen'an seriously answered tons of questions: "That's right, the doctor uncle said that you can eat it after you are over ten years old."

He was also surprised that someone was allergic to both onions and chocolate just like Ton Ton.

Ton Ton had eaten chocolates given to him before, and he was so uncomfortable that he cried to death. He didn't want to steal it at all, but he was very happy to hear his father say: "Zhuzhu likes to eat chocolate very much, white chocolate."

Liang Sihan asked, "Who is Zhuzhu?"

Zhou Wen'an explained softly: "It's the girl from the opposite door. They are about the same age. They went to kindergarten and played together, and they have a good relationship."

Tonton put his arms around Liang Sihan's waist, pressed his face against his chest, looked at Zhou Wen'an, and said in a discussing tone, "Dad, can I not go to kindergarten? I want to film with my uncle. Put Zhuzhu Can you bring it too? We're all going to film."

Zhou Wen'an didn't know whether his son liked filming or Liang Sihan more.

Liang Sihan supported his leg, and said in a low voice, "Uncle will take a long rest after filming this movie, we can shoot together when your kindergarten is on vacation."

Zhou Wen'an said softly from the side: "Mr. Liang, actually..." He noticed Liang Sihan's gaze and said awkwardly, "I don't really want my child to go to the set, sorry."

There are too many people on the set, and there are many TV and movie shoots day and night, with irregular work and rest. It is not an environment suitable for four or five-year-old children.

Zhou Wen'an saw that Liang Sihan's eyes seemed to have some strength, so he subconsciously lowered his eyes to avoid this sharp gaze.

In his ears, he unexpectedly heard him say patiently to Ton Ton: "Then when you grow up, you can film with your uncle, okay? You have to listen to Dad."

"I'm very obedient." Ton Ton said with a smile, "I listen to my father the most. Dad also listens to me, doesn't he, Dad?"

Zhou Wen'an responded to Tonton and said, "Well, Dad listens to you too." He stretched out his hand and scratched the bridge of his son's small nose, causing Tonton to hide in Liang Sihan's arms, laughing heartily.

This vivid scene made Liang Sihan feel countless waves in his heart.

He could hardly bear to hold Zhou Wen'an's hand and tell him everything he had learned.

But not yet.

When they got home, Zhou Wen'an held the child in his arms and invited Liang Sihan to sit at home, and said politely, "It's just that the house is relatively simple, I hope Mr. Liang doesn't mind."

Ton Ton hurriedly said, "Uncle, we live on the fourth floor, 403!"

Liang Sihan looked around. It was an old community more than ten years ago. The six-storey building had no elevator, and the iron gates of the apartments downstairs were already rusted.

He didn't say anything, and asked Zhou Wen'an to lead the way.

As soon as they reached the third floor, several people heard the sound of arguing on the upper floor.

"If you want to wait, go downstairs and wait, you smoke at our door, who are you disgusting?"

"Who smoked in front of your house? Didn't I fucking stand in 403? You bastard, why are you so lenient?"

"Who are you scolding?"

"I'm scolding you, I'm your husband, why don't you care about me smoking a cigarette?"

"You curse again?"

"If you scold you, scold you!"

Then there was a slamming sound of the door closing.

The voice was so familiar, Tonton looked at Zhou Wen'an unexpectedly and asked, "Is uncle here?"

Zhou Wen'an's face turned pale, and he stopped Liang Sihan and said, "Well...Mr. Liang, you either go back first." He quickly went to pick up Tonton, "Tonton, say goodbye to uncle."

Ton Ton asked suspiciously: "Why? Isn't uncle going to eat at home?"

Zhou Wen'an shook his head slightly at him, and whispered, "Uncle may stay at our house for a while."

Tonton tooted his mouth: "I don't like uncle, he always smokes and smells so bad." He hugged Zhou Wen'an pitifully, "Don't let uncle go home, let uncle go to eat at home, okay dad?"

Just after saying this, someone came down from the stairs with a rough voice as if holding a trumpet, and shouted: "Wen An, you are back, please open the door for uncle quickly. Damn, where did you go?" ? Made me scolded by the mother on the other side."

Liang Sihan frowned after hearing the rude words: "Let's go up first and then talk. It's okay."

Seeing that he insisted, Zhou Wen'an could only bite the bullet and walk up, feeling agitated in his heart.

Zhou Dashan was a rough man with yellow teeth, and he held a cigarette between his fingers, and there were already several yellow cigarette butts underneath.

He first noticed the imposing Liang Sihan, but he didn't read the news very much, and didn't know that he was a well-known actor in the entertainment industry, so he pointed at him with a cigarette in his hand: "Who are you? Our Wen'an boyfriend? "

Zhou Wen'an looked as if someone had stepped on his tail all of a sudden, his face was covered with burning clouds: "Uncle, don't talk nonsense."

"Come on. There's nothing to say about that."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of 404 creaked open.

Ton Ton raised his voice and shouted, "Hello, Zhuzhu Mom!"

However, Zhuzhu's mother's face was completely black, and she was in a bad mood. Holding the washbasin in both hands, she poured it directly on Zhou Dashan.

With a clatter, Tonton exclaimed "Yeah", and subconsciously hugged Zhou Wenan's neck and shoulders back.

At the very moment, he felt himself being held by some strong arms and quickly moved aside.

Amidst the pattering of the water, Tonton opened his eyes again and saw that his uncle had become drenched. He was about to laugh when he saw that Liang Sihan, who was standing in front of him and his father, was also drenched from the upper body.

Zhou Dashan waved the extinguished cigarette, pointed at Zhuzhu's mother and scolded: "Grandma!"

He was answered with a "bang", the slamming sound of the door mercilessly.

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Pre-acquisition of "Dressed as the Mascot of the Empire" for collection

At the end of the college entrance examination, Luo Xiaoning accidentally transmigrated into the mascot of a certain interstellar empire: the ferocious white wolf, and after that, he... was confessed.

Food and drink are served every day, and the head portrait will be printed on the imperial coins

The fierce beast you thought: the wolf howling at the full moon, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger

The real beast of the empire: spits milk every day, eats this and that, beeps whenever it calls out, and is not even very good at controlling its transformation.

Luo Xiaoning: ...Stop talking!shame!

To celebrate the triumphant return of the empire's most valiant general, the Führer ordered a nationwide live broadcast of the celebration

At the celebration scene, when the beast touched the indifferent general in military uniform with its fore paw

The white wolf unexpectedly showed his original body. The slender, fair and handsome Luo Xiaoning was completely naked. Just as he was about to die in shame and anger, a pure black cloak inlaid with gold wrapped him tightly with his body temperature.

Afterwards, the tall and burly admiral knelt down on one knee and stretched out his hand gracefully: My master, please forgive my presumptuousness.

Luo Xiaoning stretched out his fingers from the black cloak that was dragging the floor, and scratched lightly on the back of the powerful admiral's hand:

Excuse your innocence, please, Mr. Admiral

Hundreds of millions of people in the empire, who were shocked by the live broadcast footage, were astonished by the appearance of the divine beast and regarded it as a good omen.

And the general who can summon the real body of the white wolf has become the son of the empire chosen by the beast, and will surely bring new glory to the empire

Luo Xiaoning: ...No need!I just can't control the transformation!

The daily life of the cute little white wolf:

In the daytime fluffy stuffed into the hood of the general's military uniform

Slippery slipping into the admiral's bed at night

Imperial Admiral's new hobby:

Holding the little white wolf during the day and masturbating hard

At night...cough...hold the little white wolf and continue masturbating

Angry and hairy Xiaobailang: It's too difficult for me, you are responsible for becoming bald!

Pseudo-gentleman Mr. General: My master, I wish to serve you all my life.

The group's favorite mascot, the little white wolf, loves to blow hair every day

The sturdy and brave general of the empire will attack, but he is not a human being every day