Hot Search Nail House [Entertainment]

Sitting on Bai Yueyang's bed at the end of the weekend, turned down the air conditioner to 20 degrees, then wrapped up a thick quilt, only his head was exposed, his face was as white as the quilt, like a snowman just piled up.

Bai Yueyang had no choice but to use a straw to feed him ginger soup to drive away the cold, rubbed his hair that had just been dried, and said helplessly: "Why are children like this now, turn on the air conditioner and cover the quilt, what's wrong."

At the end of the weekend, eyebrows were raised, and he squinted and asked: "All? Uncle, how many people like this have you seen, tell me about it."

Hearing his sour words, Bai Yueyang felt beautiful in his heart, but he pretended to be annoyed on his face, and said with a stern face: "There are some messy things in my mind, I say Chi Wei."

"Oh——" Weekend drew a long ending, swallowed a mouthful of cold-dispelling soup, and frowned again.

He began to worry about whether he was too indulged in the relationship with Bai Yueyang, and even inadvertently cared about and explored his personal past.

Bai Yueyang thought he remembered Wen He's matter, so he quickly changed the subject, followed by the unfinished story on the way back from the beach, and asked: "You said that when you fell into the water when you were young, Xiao Xia saved you, and then what?"

Just halfway through the talk, I couldn't bear to take a hot bath at the end of the weekend. It was only at this moment that he calmed down. He smoothed his train of thought and continued: "Damn Mao and my wife are best friends. From the beginning of kindergarten, I was in the same class until the end of the college entrance examination, and I applied to go abroad to study in university."

"He is half a year older than me. He is smart, has a good personality, and can take care of others. At that time, his parents were busy and often left us at his home or mine, and went out to work by himself. Damao never did what the adults told him to do. Unfortunately, he can fly remote-controlled planes, use kitchen utensils, and put together puzzles that I can't put together... Sometimes the nanny and housekeeper are not around, and he makes food for me. He is very good at cooking, you know? "At the end of the weekend, she moved under the quilt, looking clumsy and cute.

Bai Yueyang tucked the corner of the quilt and said, "I don't know, I'll try it when I have a chance."

At the end of the weekend, I was completely immersed in memories, ignored him, and continued to ramble: "Until the third grade of elementary school, he took me with him as a protector and a little brother. I was naughty, and he pleaded for me; I was greedy. Playing, he sent me home... Then there was the drowning incident. When I was celebrating my eighth birthday, I had to learn how to put river lanterns on the river. It was a very cold spring, and it was already April. There was still a bitter chill, at night, I sneaked to the river, my mother had a bad temper, Xia Yicen didn't dare to tell the parents, so he followed her out..." When he said this, he suddenly stopped, his expression became very sad.

Bai Yueyang embraced Zhou Mo through the quilt, sighed and said: "The little naughty fell into the water later, my dear little brother Fa saved him? Look at your sadness, it's all over, isn't it good now?"

At the end of the weekend, he shook his head violently, and raised his voice: "It's not good at all! That day, Daimao jumped into the water to save me. Although he was good at swimming, he was only a child under nine years old at that time. How strong could he be? I was frightened and kept struggling in the water, and it was even more difficult for him to take me ashore...Because he was holding me up hard, I only choked on a few sips of water, and it was fine, but he got pneumonia and had a high fever for a whole day. Three days."

"Is... What are the sequelae left?" Bai Yueyang guessed, if it was just a high fever, it wouldn't be so bad at the end of the weekend.

"Well," young master Zhou's voice became low, almost oozing with sorrow, "Later, Dai Mao suffered a serious illness. After he recovered, I found that his temperament gradually changed. Although he still likes to take care of others, he is considerate and considerate. , but he... is not so smart anymore, and his reaction is always slow, this situation is getting worse, and now you see him, when facing the media, he has to help the team to compile the script of the speech and response in advance... I always I think, if it was him before the third grade, he would definitely be very handy in dealing with it."

Bai Yueyang was a little surprised, and looked at Zhou Mo suspiciously, "Uh, this..."

At the end of the weekend, I was in a hurry, jumped out of the quilt, and waved my hands: "Don't believe it! It's true, Dumao burned his brain. Before the third grade, he got full marks in the exam. After the third grade, his grades began to be inferior to mine. After the game, you can't beat me!"

The sad and sad atmosphere was ruthlessly shattered in this way. Bai Yueyang raised the indoor temperature, touched his forehead helplessly, and said with a suppressed smile: "Mo, you're just trying to make ends meet, do you know that? Which artist is not the team's helper?" Are you ready to talk? And people’s personality does change with age, it’s not surprising that he’s more introverted than before or something. Xiaoxia’s acting skills are good now, she’s savvy and spiritual, how can someone who is really burnt out be like this?”

Weekend shook his head stubbornly, insisting that Xia Yicen was trying to save him from burning out his brain, "He was better than me in everything when he was young."

That's because he's half a year older than you, Bai Yueyang said silently in his heart, but he didn't dare to really say that, for fear of irritating this irritable little white sheep and being poked a few more times.

"Anyway, I have a reason to be responsible for his life, and I can't let people bully him, especially Qin Mu's bastard who pretends to be a wolf with a big tail and bluffs around." Thinking of Qin Mu at the end of the weekend, he was so angry that he fell on the bed , hit a roll.

Bai Yueyang saw a small section of snow-white waist exposed from under the hem of his clothes when he turned it over, and couldn't help but start to feel distracted again. He rushed over, pinched Zhou weekend's chin, and half-truthfully said: "You are responsible to me first."

Looking at his eyes at the end of the weekend, my heart suddenly panicked, and then I pretended to be suspicious and said: "Uncle, how do I remember that you fucked me? I have a bad memory, so don't trick me."

Bai Yueyang thought secretly that he couldn't act too hastily, suppressed his desire to show off with him, and stuffed the dispelling cold soup into Zhou Mo's hand: "Drink it, go to sleep."

I had nothing to say all night, I slept until noon the next day, I was hungry all day long, and I wanted to go back to my room to change clothes at the end of the weekend. I just got up from the bed in a daze when I was completely awake by a phone call from the company.

Something happened again. An unknown Weibo account posted two photos at three o'clock in the morning today. On them were the weekend weekend and Qin Mu taken by a high-power telephoto lens. Mo Zheng was holding onto Qin Mu's neckline, putting his face to face very close, as if they were about to kiss each other.

The other one is a close-up of the faces of the two, which was captured very delicately. The expressions that were originally out of anger were replaced by urgency tainted with desire by netizens.

Mr. Zhou's night meeting with Qin Yingdi, the true and false lovers are suspected to be exposed, and they will be forced to take the blame for being small or forced-come on, it's on the list again.

"The photo is too clear. It is much more troublesome than the projection on the glass last time. The faces of you and Mr. Qin have been put in close-up. We really dare not make any claims. Even the board of directors at the AI ​​​​headquarters was alarmed, saying that you recently The image problem of the company has begun to cause the stock price to fluctuate, and the shareholders meeting is going to be held...how can this be done?"

Trembling with anger at the end of the weekend, he yelled at the phone: "Damn it's not over yet! What to do, cold salad! Call some people, go to the IP address that was found last time, and first catch Meimeibuda back for me, It’s his kid who can’t run away.”

"Then, isn't that breaking into a private house and forcibly detaining it... breaking the law!" The chief assistant was so anxious that he was about to cry.

The AI ​​Group has always been in serious business, and has never even evaded taxes. It is not proficient in this kind of underworld drama.

"Do as I say!" He hung up the phone, walked around the house twice, stopped suddenly, and said to Bai Yueyang very calmly: "I've had enough, I want to go out for a few days."

Bai Yueyang's brows were tightly frowned. This photo was intentional at first glance. Xia Yicen who was lying on the ground and himself standing next to him were separated from the camera. Only the scene of catching Qin Mu at the end of the weekend was taken. Want to splash dirty water.

"Where?" he asked.

"England. I've been haunted by these crap things since I returned to China, and I'm starting to feel fucking sick," weekend weekend scratched his hair. It's not that he can't think of a way to deal with it, but he has no patience to deal with it, "Old The method, deal with it coldly, wait for me to come back and talk about it."

Bai Yueyang really wanted to accompany him right away. In a foreign country, only the two of them knew each other well, so it was easy to have the illusion of being dependent on each other. Judging from his rich experience, this was an excellent way to warm up the relationship.

But he still has things to deal with. Regarding Mr. Zhao who secretly manipulated the marketing account of ALAN Clothing, he didn't seem to notice it at the end of the weekend. It's time to meet up and have a good chat.

Bai Yueyang nodded and said: "Alright, this matter is related to artists under our company, let's find a solution together."

At the end of the weekend, when I went back to my room and changed my clothes, I received a call from Chen Tong.

Chen Tong's control over him was not strict, and he always gave him full respect and freedom. It was rare for him to be as strict as this time. She sighed on the other end of the phone and asked lightly: "Tell me about the weekend, let's talk about it. What's going on? I've been watching for the past few days, do you really want to come out?"

Weekend is very clear about this kind of thing. He is a double, and it is indeed more exciting to play with men, but he has never wavered in his plans to form a normal family, get married and have children in the future.As for coming out, I never even thought about it.

"Mom, don't listen to the fact that the wind is the rain. The morality of the domestic media has been lost 20 years ago. Don't you know?" In that photo, Dai Mao is actually next to him, he fell into the sea, and I was arguing with Qin Mu."

"What did you say?" Chen Tong exclaimed: "Did Cen Cen fall into the sea? How is he? It's so cold at night. Did he choke or catch a cold?"

At the end of the weekend, I thought to myself, this is really not as good as a son.

While making a phone call, he walked out, opened the door and came out, just happened to meet Xia Yicen who lived in the opposite room, and directly handed over the phone: "You godmother, I'm afraid I'll buy you, I'm worried."

Xia Yicen took it over, called out obediently: "Godmother," and then began to explain intermittently in response to the question over there: "Yes... I'm fine... I'm right next to him... He didn't, it's impossible to talk to Qin Mu. ...well, um, August..."

After talking for a while, he asked for the call back at the end of the weekend, "Did you hear that, Damao doesn't lie."

Chen Tong was made a little happier by Xia Yicen's coaxing, and he told his son: "Pay more attention to the influence yourself, and I will delegate power to you. How many eyes are on the group? If something happens, I can't keep you."

"Understood, I will handle it myself."

What the fuck said really woke him up. Earlier, he didn't think about the scandal and public opinion on the internal competition of the group. It was right that someone thought he was upset and wanted to blackmail him. Now it seems that these things may be true. You can't escape the conflict of interests.

Xia Yicen naturally also saw those two photos, he was a little embarrassed, rubbed his fingers and asked: "Mo, I'm to blame for this, what are your plans, do you need my cooperation?"

At the end of the weekend, he gave him a blank look, waved his hand and said, "Go, go, blame you for everything, you want to be the one who takes the blame?"

Xia Yicen sighed, his brows and eyes were full of sorrow like a ink painting.

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Weird update time. . .I'm not very good at talking with non-acquaintances, anyway, thank you, if you have any questions, just ask me (*°?°)=3