The second generation

Fang Dongsui consciously went to the kitchen to cut fruit.

In the living room, Fang Jiahuai and Ye Xiang chatted very speculatively, and even cordially invited him to have dinner before leaving.Ye Xiang couldn't refuse, so he nodded.

Speaking of which, the two haven't seen each other for more than ten years. Fang Jiahuai inevitably thought of the past when they chatted, and felt emotional: "Time flies so fast, you are so old in a blink of an eye, and you are even more outstanding... Unlike my kid ...how about everyone?"

He glanced towards the kitchen.

Shouting: "Fang Dongsui, what are you hiding, come out!"

After yelling, he turned his head to Ye Xiang with a gentle smile, and explained, "Don't take offense, you brat is shy."

"Shy..." Ye Xiang's eyes flashed, and he looked towards the kitchen, his deep eyes darkened slightly, he squeezed his thumbs slowly, nodded and smiled lightly: "He is really shy."

Shame on the hammer!

Fang Dongsui gritted his teeth to warn, picked up the fruit plate, and shuffled out.

When he walked into the living room, he heard his father asking Ye Xiang: "I heard Dong Sui mentioned you, did you know each other before?"

Ye Xiang nodded: "Yes, in the elevator—"

Fang Dongsui quickly put the tray on the coffee table, sat between the two of them, turned to Ye Xiang, blinked wildly and hinted at him: "Wrong, wrong, I only saw it once in Jinzhou!!! Isn't it, Ye Xiang?" Actor."

What a joke, if dad finds out about what happened in the elevator, he can't be laughed at for a year?

Ye Xiang looked at his flickering eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

His slender fingers tapped lightly on his knees, and he followed Fang Dongsui's words: "Yes, Uncle Fang. When Dongsui was recording a show in Jinzhou, I happened to be there too."

Fang Jiahuai suddenly realized, clapped his hands and said, "That's a coincidence."

Fang Dongsui hamster nodded: "Yes, yes."

After dealing with his father, he wanted to avoid Ye Xiang again.Before the buttocks warmed up on the sofa, he jumped up and took the initiative to take on the task of making dinner, patted his chest and asked the two of them to just wait.

Then he couldn't wait to sneak into the kitchen.

Meals are always kept simple at home, but Fang Dongsui still had to prepare a bigger meal when there were guests today.He searched for the ingredients in the refrigerator, took them out and sorted them, thawed those that should be thawed, and washed and placed those that should be cut into cubes on the cutting board.

In fact, Fang Dongsui didn't care much about cooking, he only had a little bit of cooking skills, and he could do it well.But he usually stays away from the kitchen. It was okay to eat in the cafeteria when he was at school, but when he got home, he wished he could grab the job of washing dishes every time before his father.

Washing dishes is better than cooking, Fang Dongsui felt embarrassed.

He washed the two carrots, and carefully shredded them with a kitchen knife. While cutting, his head started to get stuck, and something messed up.

The main reason is that too many things have happened these days.

Even the initial hand-swipe likes couldn't be solved.

Fang Dongsui sighed, remembering that the rightful owner who was touched is now at his home, do you want to do something...?He bit his lower lip and nodded in his heart. Dad is right. Without a team, it is really difficult to walk in the entertainment industry. Once you encounter troubles, you will appear messy and flustered.

And the post I read just now said that he was going to play the male lead of "Jia Zi", and I haven't read it for a while, so the post should have been promoted a few more places, right?

Fang Dongsui was discouraged, and he became listless when cutting carrots, only feeling tired all over.

When Ye Qian came in, what he saw was Fang Dongsui puffing up his cheeks, chopping carrots one after another.

The beautiful almond eyes were somewhat covered by the broken hair falling from his forehead, making his eyes look lonely and distant.

Suddenly, his hand holding the kitchen knife trembled, and he didn't know what he thought of. The kitchen knife fell on the carrot quickly, and the shredded radish turned into strips.

Fang Dongsui was stunned.

Ye Xiang strode in: "What are you thinking?"

Fang Dongsui shuddered, his head cleared up instantly, he looked down at the messy radishes on the cutting board, and wrinkled his face in annoyance.

But he was too embarrassed to say what was in his heart, so he shook his head, quickly cleaned up the cutting board, and smiled dryly: "Just in a daze, it's nothing."

Ye Xiang laughed, stepped forward to take away his kitchen knife: "Let me do it."

"No, no." Fang Dongsui was stunned, and shook his head violently: "You are a guest, you should go to the living room to rest, I will do it myself."

Ye Xiang didn't care: "It's okay, I'll cut the vegetables for you, and the rest will be according to your arrangement."

After he said that, Fang Dongsui couldn't refuse. He stood aside, his hands neatly stuck to the seams of his trousers, his eyes evasive, and he was still very nervous at home.

However, Ye Xiang was very skillful in chopping vegetables, which attracted Fang Dongsui to look at his hands.

Clean and slender fingers with rounded and neatly manicured nails.

Although the bone fingers are thin, the knuckles are tightly stretched when the fingers are flexed, flexible and strong.

There is also a thick black mole dotted on the back of his hand, which is next to the looming blue blood vessel, trembling and jumping as he chops vegetables, ready to move.

...Good Sue.

Fang Dongsui's brain twitched.

Wait, I'm not a hand controller!

His face blushed inexplicably, and he quickly turned his eyes away, his gaze was evasive, and he took out his mobile phone to look away.

The small movements of clicking and searching attracted Ye Xiang's attention. Ye Xiang's eyes flicked to him, his eyelashes drooped, and a faint smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Fang Dongsui looked at his phone not only to cover up, but also to see what happened to the previous post.

I hope no one discusses it, and it would be better if it has disappeared from the hot search list.

But it is obvious that the sky is not what people want, and the keywords of #瑞皮男主# have already floated to the top of the hot search list.After clicking on it, the first blog post was a draft that insulted Fang Dongsui for bringing money into the group, overreaching his capabilities, and not being worthy of virtue.

After Fang Dongsui was stunned for a moment, his brain suddenly turned around. After comparing the top and bottom of several hot searches, he found that the number of readings in #狗皮男主# was terribly small. Obviously, someone bought black manuscripts and mixed them. Moisture goes up.

Who will this person be?

In addition, he also saw another hot search with his name on it, which was slowly rising.

Come again?

Fang Dongsui frowned, took a deep breath, and clicked open.

The most popular blog post was a few hours ago, the long Weibo of the big V blogger @美美爱看剧 commenting on the "Star II" variety show.Because it contained the tag of #明画身身地地##方东苏剑舞#, it was picked up by the people who eat melons.

Fang Dongsui looked at what was written inside, and slowly opened his eyes wide.

Is this @美美爱看剧 really not his black fan?

Fang Dongsui scratched at the comments below, feeling that many of his fans were so naive, when he heard a deep voice in his ears: "First compare your luck with Minghua's hard work, and then you can step on it." Chu Tong, stir up a conflict between the two families, and finally released a moving picture of you getting the head of the Peking Opera, which made Jiang Yumei's fans feel uncomfortable, um... this blogger has a good writing style, and the writing is not bad."

The voice was silky, hoarse and stable, with the beauty accumulated over the years, wandering in his cochlea. Fang Dongsui was so frightened that he almost lost his grip on the phone.

He bit his lower lip and looked at Ye Xiang who was standing behind him at some point, with embarrassment on his face, he muttered: "Ye Yingdi... What are you talking about, this one, this one is scolding me."

Ye Xiang squinted his eyes with a smile, looked at Fang Dongsui's tense face, and felt better, and couldn't help teasing him a few times: "I can't afford to scold, at most it's just connotation."

Seeing that he was still gloating, Fang Dongsui felt aggrieved, and after whispering a few words behind his back, he stopped talking.

Angrily, he stuffed his phone into his pocket, walked to the desk with a puffy face, and packed the cut ingredients into categories.

"Ignore me?" Ye Xiang moved a few steps closer, shook his head with a chuckle, and called him.

Fang Dongsui was at a loss for words and didn't answer, the air was silent for a while.

Ye Xiang was dissatisfied with his silence, raised his eyebrows slightly, and stopped talking.The surroundings were quiet, Fang Dongsui murmured in doubt, curled up his fingers a little irritably, rubbed the tip of his thumb against the belly of his index finger, and quickly glanced to the side.

It's better to talk, it's not easy to appear to be rushing customers.

His eyes wandered and pondered, and finally he pouted, took a sip from the water glass next to him, and without looking at Ye Xiang, he turned his back to him and gave a heavy "hmm".

Ye slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Fang Dongsui drinking water like a little hamster, he secretly smiled inwardly, and continued to speak incoherently: "Well, what do you mean, you really ignore me?"

He even turned around following Fang Dongsui, forcing them to face each other.

Fang Dongsui was made awkward by his actions, insisting on continuing the topic just now, he was so angry that he said hard: "Ye Yingdi, I'm going to cook, please go to the living room to rest first."

After speaking, he began to prepare for the cooking process.

With a delicate little face, he does things in an orderly manner.

Ye became interested and didn't want to go out, so he waited beside him.

Fang Dongsui urged him several times on the way, but was dismissed with a few words.In the end, Fang Dongsui didn't want to urge him any more, and let him watch him show off his skills from the sidelines.

Although he was uncomfortable being stared at, there was nothing he could do.

The film king is not something he can catch up with, he can catch up if he wants to.

The cooking time passed quickly, and after a table full of food was ready, Ye Xiang, who was looking at his phone, suddenly frowned, remembered something, and asked: "The last hot search was taken down by your father. Is it?"

Fang Dongsui paused, his cheeks slowly turning red.

He didn't expect Ye Xiang to suddenly mention this again, his brain twitched, and instead of answering Ye Xiang's question, he stammered and explained: "I was really slippery before, and I didn't mean to rub your heat."

"I know, I said before that it's fine, you don't have to care about my thoughts." Ye Xiang glanced at him worriedly: "It's you..."

It's not like you come to trouble him.

Fang Dongsui waved his hand and wrote lightly: "I'm fine, I just got scolded a few times. And you see, after a long time, they all forget me."

Seeing his carefree look, Ye Qian was silent for a few seconds, and reminded him implicitly: "Actually, I haven't forgotten it. Although the old things have passed, once new things appear, they should be brought up."

He called up the Weibo content and handed Fang Dongsui his phone to read.

Fang Dongsui looked at Ye Xiang puzzled, as if he was pondering the meaning of his words, he was stunned for a moment before slowly lowering his head.

On Weibo, in the two tags #瑞皮男主# and #方冬狐舞舞# with his keywords, there are many posts about turning over old accounts.

Ye Yingdi, him, Ming Hua, Chu Tong, and even Jiang Yumei's pink and black Huangquan passers-by all appeared under various posts in the hot search and gathered together.

There was a lot of trouble in the battle, which can be seen from the scene.

Fang Dongsui's mind was in a mess, and he suddenly felt exhausted. He looked at Ye Xiang blankly, and asked, "What... what to do?"

He was really nervous, no matter what, he could only be regarded as a fledgling rookie in the entertainment circle.Now it seems that someone is deliberately targeting it. If it cannot be resolved in time, it may be bad.

Stared at by Fang Dongsui's anxious eyes, Ye Xiang's heart moved slightly, and he said in a low voice, "I have a solution."