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

Zhou Wen'an went to the provincial TV station today to chat with Sister Sun Yunzhu, who is in charge of the promotion of the variety show, about the cooperation of the next variety show.

The ratings of "Youth You Are the Master" that we collaborated with before are good, and the topic is also very high.

The promotional copywriting of this type of program was supposed to complete the task smoothly as long as there were no mistakes, but the copywriting of this program has been widely praised because it fits the personality characteristics of each contestant.

During the internal meeting of the TV station, the leader also deliberately praised the people in the propaganda department.

Therefore, when Sun Yunzhu took over the new variety show, he immediately contacted Zhou Wen'an, hoping to continue to cooperate.

Zhou Wen'an also had a good impression of Sister Sun. A while ago, he and Ton Ton were on the hot search, and many people, both familiar and unfamiliar, contacted him half inquiring and half joking, and Sister Sun didn't specifically ask.In the middle, they communicated about work. Sister Sun focused on work and rarely asked about other topics. Zhou Wen'an felt very comfortable in the process of getting along.

Therefore, when Sister Sun asked about his wishes, he immediately agreed to have an in-depth discussion on the situation of the new variety show.

Zhou Wen'an arrived before sister Sun's department meeting, and attended the department meeting together.

This new variety show belongs to the type of cooperation between stars and amateurs that is popular nowadays. It is still in the early stage of planning and preparation. The general direction has been finalized, but the details are still being worked out.

Zhou Wen'an listened to Sister Sun's introduction while recording some information.

A message box suddenly popped up in the upper right corner of the computer, a WeChat message from Father Liang.

Liang Sihan: "What time does it end? Come back for lunch?"

Zhou Wenan glanced at Sun Jie who was talking about business, opened the WeChat dialog box, and typed a line: "Sun Jie said to invite me to dinner, it looks like it will wait until the afternoon"

Liang Sihan: "Contact me before you come back, I will pick you up"

Zhou Wen'an looked at this line of words, and quickly sent out a small expression: I love you.jpg

Liang Sihan: "Why haven't I heard you say it to your face?"

Of course, Zhou Wen'an couldn't say it out loud, and occasionally he was extremely envious of Tonton, and when he was happy, he would say anything nice and obedient, which made people feel very happy when they heard it.

He remembered what Director Chen said in the last interview. Adults tend to be scruples, and they always like to hold it up. Whatever they say, they have to weigh their status and environment. After all, they are not as innocent and straightforward as children.

He didn't reply right away, but Liang Sihan sent another sentence: "I'll wait for you to tell me today."

Zhou Wen'an silently long-pressed the "I love you" emoji and selected "Withdraw".

He looked at the "You retracted a message and edited it" displayed in the dialog box, held back his smile, and silently acted as if nothing happened.

Liang Sihan: "?"

Zhou Wen'an: "I'm going to have a meeting! It's very important!"

Liang Sihan: "Come back and clean you up"

Zhou Wen'an: ... Boom!

The meeting room was quiet for a few seconds. When Zhou Wenan realized that everyone was staring at him, he blushed instantly and hurriedly closed the WeChat dialog box: "What...what's wrong?"

Sun Yunzhu coughed: "It's okay, Xiao Zhou, check your schedule. Are you busy recently? Do you have enough time?"

Zhou Wenan saw that there was an extra piece of paper at hand at some point, so he quickly took it over and looked at it: "I have time."

His main work recently is "Exile from Paradise". Shiying has not taken on new projects for the time being, so he can take care of the variety show work.

After the meeting was over, Zhou Wen'an followed Sister Sun to dinner, and the two chatted casually at the dinner table. Sister Sun cared a lot, saying that she had seen Weibo hot searches and so on.

Sister Sun said truthfully: "When the station was planning, someone proposed to invite Tonton and Mr. Liang. However, Mr. Liang has not participated in variety shows, so everyone is only at the proposal stage. Next, the station will probably contact Mr. Liang. artist studio."

Zhou Wenan understood.

Sister Sun saw that he was always gentle, and said with a smile: "The leader asked me to mention it to you. I said that this is a guest invitation job, and asked people from other departments to formally contact Mr. Liang's agent. Xiao Zhou, I think so. It is one thing for you to cooperate with the people in our propaganda outlet. Whether Mr. Liang and Ton Ton are willing to come to the variety show is another matter. Regardless of whether the show can successfully invite Mr. Liang and Ton Ton, the two things are separate Forget it, can you see it?"

For Sister Sun, it didn't matter whether Liang Sihan and Ton Ton came to the show as guests, what mattered was whether they could continue to cooperate with Zhou Wen'an.

Zhou Wen'an nodded. Sister Sun is a straightforward person, she can distinguish clearly, and the communication is smooth.

He said: "Well, it doesn't matter, I'm cooperating with you, I know."

Sister Sun smiled: "That's good, of course, if you are willing to give some good words to the show, it must be the best."

Zhou Wen'an thought, this may not be a good word, he still doesn't have the confidence to influence Father Liang's work.

After dinner, Zhou Wen'an followed Sister Sun back to the TV station building. On the way, he bought hot milk tea, tiramisu and other desserts, and distributed them to the young ladies and brothers in the propaganda department after returning to the office.

When Zhou Wen'an left with his computer bag, the young lady from the Propaganda Department sipped milk and green and said happily, "Mr. Zhou is really perfect. She is good-looking, gentle, thoughtful, and considerate. I have nothing to say."

Sister Sun drank oolong tea with cheese milk cap. She smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou is very good at writing, you must not forget this."

Another colleague holding coconut milk said: "That is, we all remember, thanks to Teacher Xiao Zhou. Even the promotional copy of this program is remarkable. They can't blame us for not doing enough to promote it."

The little sister drinking milk green sighed softly: "I really want Teacher Xiao Zhou to bring his precious son Tonton over to play, but I think he will be embarrassed, and his heart is blocked."

Sister Sun said: "Try to develop Xiao Zhou into an insider, then there will be opportunities in the future."

The young lady smiled: "Then it's up to Sister Sun, you work hard!"

Zhou Wen'an came out of the TV station, followed the guidance of Father Liang, took a corner and saw the familiar silver-gray BMW.

Seeing this car, he remembered the matter of learning to drive, but he has been a little busy recently, and it may be delayed for a while.

Wearing a mask and hat, Zhou Wenan waved at the man in the cab, and trotted all the way to the side of the car.

It was still the same as usual, as soon as he got close, Father Liang reached out and opened the car door.

Zhou Wen'an was overjoyed and thought wildly: Why do I seem to be a kid who was taken home by my father?

He got into the car and was about to pull on his seat belt when he was stuffed with a large bouquet of red roses.

Zhou Wen'an was taken aback for a moment, the hand that was pulling the seat belt paused, his face blushed instantly, and he hugged a bunch of fresh roses, and whispered, "Thank you."

Liang Sihan leaned over to help him put on the buckle of the seat belt, took off his mask, kissed him on the temple, looked at his eyebrows, and asked in a low voice: "Isn't it surprising enough to send roses every time? "

"Of course not." Zhou Wen'an hugged the rose tightly, lowered his head and sniffed it vigorously, the rich fragrance pleased him, and whispered, "I like it very much."

"Really?" Liang Sihan pinched his soft earballs, "Do you like the person who gave you flowers?"

Zhou Wen'an hugged the flower, pursed the corners of his lips and kept smiling, and nodded vigorously like a child. Seeing that the man was still staring at him deeply, he pushed him: "Let's go, what if someone gets caught?" It’s not good to shoot.”

Liang Sihan rubbed his hair: "Let's go home."

Zhou Wen'an looked at the fresh and tender petals of the roses and held them fondly.

No one will refuse the roses sent by the person they like, no matter how many times they receive them, they will always be full of throbbing.

Liang Sihan asked about his cooperation with the TV station, and Zhou Wen'an told the truth, but he didn't mention what they wanted to invite.He thought, it's better to wait for the people from the TV station to go through the process and contact Luo Yuanen.

After returning home, Zhou Wen'an had just unbuckled his seat belt when he heard the sound of the car door being locked clearly. He looked at Father Liang suspiciously: "What's wrong?" Aren't you going to get out of the car?

Liang Sihan took out a tie from the pocket of his suit trousers, and said to him, "Turn around."

Zhou Wenan was surprised, what is this?

But out of trust in Liang's father, he didn't ask any more questions, just turned sideways with the rose in his arms, and asked softly, "Any surprises?"

He didn't wait for Father Liang's answer, but felt the warmth of the tie, covering his brows and eyes warmly, and tied a knot at the back of his head after wrapping it around twice.

It was pitch black in front of him, and there was no light left. Zhou Wen'an was both expectant and nervous, and raised his hand to fumble for the car door: "Then how do I get out?"

"Hey, don't move, wait for me to hug you."

The man's deep and sexy voice was close to his ears, Zhou Wen'an blushed and lowered his head, clasped his fingers around the bouquet, and asked in a flustered low voice: "Aunt Li and Xiao Li will see it, will they?" Would it be bad?"

Then he was quickly kissed on the corner of his lips: "How many times have you seen it?"

Zhou Wen'an: Why? !

He sat obediently in the car seat, and heard the sound of the car door opening and closing, and then the car door on his side was opened. He didn't know what to do with the roses in his arms, and wanted to pass the bouquet out, but he didn't expect that Father Liang had already hugged him hard. He hugged himself and got out of the car together with the bouquet.

Zhou Wen'an gently shook his calf and reminded him in a low voice: "The computer is still in the back seat."

"I won't lose it, I'll pick it up later."

Zhou Wen'an could only resign himself to his fate and fell into his arms, wrapping one hand around his neck, without asking where he was going, after all, he was at home, should it be the bedroom?

What could be in the bedroom that requires a blindfold?

Suddenly something strange popped up in his mind, and he was ashamed of himself.

It seems that he went out of the garage and entered the living room, and instead of going up the stairs, he went into the elevator.

Zhou Wen'an breathed a sigh of relief, at least avoid seeing Aunt Li and Xiao Li, otherwise would he still be a human being in the future?

After going upstairs, Zhou Wen'an was let down, and he supported Father Liang and walked slowly along the corridor.He knew the distance and direction from the elevator to the master bedroom, but they didn't seem to be going to the master bedroom now.

Zhou Wen'an asked suspiciously, "Where are we going?"

He couldn't see anything, felt very insecure, and held Papa Liang's arm tightly.

"I'll find out in a while." Liang Sihan kissed him on the cheek again. This dark blue silk tie was picked up casually by him. He didn't expect it to match his complexion very well, making his skin look particularly fair and tender.

Zhou Wen'an pouted: "You don't want a snake to appear in front of me, do you?"

After finishing speaking, he laughed himself. Father Liang shouldn't be the one who did this prank.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bouquet in his arms was taken away, as if it was placed on some cabinet, with a clear knocking sound.

Zhou Wen'an became more and more confused. Are there any cabinets or tables where things can be placed in the corridor on the second floor?If not, where are they now?

At this moment, he was slowly turned ninety degrees by Liang's father with both hands, as if he was about to face something.He was suddenly very nervous: "Papa Liang?"

"I'm here." Liang Sihan coaxed him gently, "I'm right next to you."

Zhou Wen'an felt that his hand was lifted by him, and the two of them held the doorknob together and pressed down at the same time.

The door opened, and Zhou Wen'an supported the door frame and walked slowly in. He had an intuition that this room seemed to be a room he had never entered before. Where is it?

Suddenly there was a warm breath in my ears: "Baby, close your eyes. I opened my tie."

Zhou Wenan closed his eyes obediently, and when the tie was ripped off, he squinted and looked forward.

There were no curtains in the room, and only two floor lamps were emitting soft light in the dimness.

In front of Zhou Wen'an was a whole wall of small palm-sized photos, all of which were his face, almost from angles that he himself had never observed. He was smiling, frowning, thinking, and sleeping with his eyes closed. .

The strong throbbing rose and fell like a sea tide, Zhou Wenan looked at these photos in disbelief, and he almost murmured: "Why are there so many?" There are so many that it is unbelievable, so many that they seem to have truly recorded his life every detail in it.

Liang Sihan hugged him from behind and admired these photos with him: "Many of them are cut from tons of videos."

He chose frame by frame, picking the best angle and the most perfect posture.

Zhou Wen'an pointed to the sleeping one, and said softly, "You must have secretly photographed this one, right?"

As he said that, he couldn't help the tip of his nose sore, and his heart felt sour.

There is no one else in these photos, not even Ton, only him.

As an independent individual, he was recorded completely and truthfully.

As long as he thought that there was someone looking at him so tenderly, Zhou Wen'an couldn't help but burst into tears.

Liang Sihan hugged his narrow waist tightly, and asked softly, "Baby, do you like it?"

Zhou Wen'an touched the small photo with his fingertips: "Well, I like it."

He didn't even know how these photos were pasted on the wall one by one. The size was so small, and it must have taken a long time and effort to collage them in such an orderly manner.

Zhou Wen'an was about to speak, but he was picked up by him suddenly, and he walked to the bed. The bed was covered with red rose petals. He smiled shyly, "Why do you always give me roses?" It's not Valentine's Day.

Liang Sihan whispered a word in his ear, and when he finished speaking, his skin became more and more red, and he said shyly and awkwardly, "Is this okay?"

Lying naked on a bed of roses by myself sounds... erotic.

Liang Sihan raised his delicate chin: "Take it as a gift from the baby, can you?"

Zhou Wen'an was flustered by his scorching eyes, not knowing what to do, so he stood on tiptoe and hugged his shoulder, and kissed him proactively.

Liang Sihan knew that this meant tacit consent, he hugged the person in his arms tightly and deepened the kiss.

When he got his wish, he found that he was not without a gift, and his gift was engraved on Zhou Wenan's back.

At the bottom right of Ton Ton's birthday number, there is an extra line of tattoos, three letters, and the cursive English words are like a beautiful signature.

LSH

Liang Sihan stared at the simple yet extraordinary letters: "It means that I brought you Ton Ton, right baby?"

Zhou Wen'an hid his face in the pillow and gave a soft "hmm".

Liang Sihan stroked these two tattoos affectionately, and said slowly and in a low voice, "Thank you for giving me Tonton and yourself."

The two hugged each other emotionally, and Liang Sihan whispered in his ear, "Baby, shall we try again?"

They all knew what it meant, Zhou Wenan nestled in his arms, and nodded in agreement.

When Liang Sihan went to the bathroom to pour water into the bathtub, Zhou Wen'an pulled up the quilt to cover his head, hid himself shyly and thought: What should I do if it still hurts?Did Father Liang prepare that thing?

Really looking forward to and afraid.

Zhou Wen'an was carried into the bathtub, obediently allowing him to help him take a bath.

But it still doesn't seem to work, Zhou Wen'an became anxious, and muttered, "Did you buy that one? Just... just use that one."

Liang Sihan actually prepared it, but he didn't want to use it. He rubbed his soft white skin in the water, leaned over and said, "If you're shy, close your eyes."

"Huh?" Zhou Wen'an looked at him in surprise and lowered his head, his whole body was about to collapse.

One foot was hanging by the bathtub, and the sole of the foot shrank sharply.

Zhou Wen'an closed his eyes tightly, and said in a low voice, "Don't be like this,...it's dirty."

"Not dirty, the baby is very clean."

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