chase game

"How about we make a bet?" After Cheng Xia hung up the phone, Philip asked him.

"What bet?" Cheng Xia lacked interest.

"Augustin must not wait for his sister-in-law to come back by herself." Philip said, "Maybe it only takes a week before he will take the initiative to fly to China."

"No way." Cheng Xia held the spoon in her mouth, "Mr. Augustine has a lot of work recently."

"That's why we need to make a bet." Philip held out his hand. "If I win, you will give me a lioness."

"Dream." Cheng Xia refused.

"I can pay for it myself, as long as it's in your name." Philip looked forward to shaking his hand.

"Then why don't you buy it yourself?" Cheng Xia wondered.

"Augustine will definitely not agree." Philip struggled.

"Then I don't agree either." Cheng Xia turned his back and firmly stood on the united front with the male god.

Philip was heartbroken.

"You can go and find your cousin." Probably because he felt that he looked really bad, so Cheng Xia suggested, "He may be willing to help you convince Mr. Augustine, and my cousin also likes little lions very much."

"Are you sure?" Philip's eyes lit up with hope.

Cheng Xia nodded and reached out to pat his head.

But the two of them waited until they had lunch, but they didn't see Ye Fengwu and Augustine appear, and even the lunch was delivered directly to the bedroom by the housekeeper.

The little groundhog squatted in the garden, propped his cheeks and looked at the bedroom of the male god and his cousin.

It's so obscene.

The curtains were drawn tightly, and only a faint light came in. Augustine took a sip of red wine, lowered his head and slowly fed it to the person in his arms.

Ye Fengwu accidentally choked, so she pushed him away, coughing and laughing.

Augustine put down the empty wine glass and wiped away his tears with his thumb, his eyes loving and gentle.

"Want to get up?" Augustine asked.

Night Breeze Dance shook her head.

Augustine pulled the man back into his arms: "Don't tell me, you really plan to spend the whole day in bed."

"Huh?" Ye Fengwu rested her chin on his shoulder, "I'm going back the day after tomorrow."

"It's just going back temporarily." Augustine pulled the thin quilt on one side and carefully wrapped his naked body so as not to catch a cold.

Ye Fengwu put her arms around his waist: "What were you doing when I was sleeping just now?"

"Look at you," Augustine replied.

"What else?" Ye Fengwu continued to ask.

"Also look at you." Augustine whispered in his ear, "You by my side, and on your phone...you looked so cute when you were young."

"When I was a child?" Ye Fengwu sat up straight.

Augustine handed him the mobile phone on the other side, and after opening the "We all love Night Breeze Dance" app full of cottage atmosphere, there was indeed a new column of childhood photos.The advantages of mixed-race children are especially obvious when they were young. Their smiles are pure and bright like angels, and their eyes are big and bright. Under the light, they seem to be able to hold the entire universe.

"You think this is cute?" Ye Fengwu pointed to one of them.

"Of course." Augustine nodded.

"Are you sure?" Ye Fengwu asked again.

"Why can't you be sure?" Augustine put his arm around him.

"Like it?" Night Breeze Dance asked.

Augustine nodded.

Ask again.

Still nodding.

"But this is Xia Xia." Ye Fengwu curled her lips, "The media made a mistake and never corrected it."

Augustine: "..."

Augustine: "..."

Augustine: "..."

"I like it very much." Ye Fengwu pinched his chin.

"You two... are very similar." Augustine excused himself, "I mean when I was young, all children at this age are... exactly the same, there is no difference."

"It sounds irrefutable." Ye Fengwu was very cooperative, "Including you and Philip?"

"Of course." Augustine nodded.

"Show me." Ye Fengwu stretched out his hand.

Since he had just identified the wrong person, Augustine had a good attitude and obediently pulled out the photo album from the cabinet.

Ye Fengwu took it and opened it.

Frankly speaking, Augustine and Philip were indeed very similar when they were young, with almost the same blond hair and blue eyes, as well as exquisite attire and a gorgeous castle, but even if they are highly prosopagnosia, they should not confuse the two people—because alone It is easy to tell from the expression, one is always face paralyzed and cold, the hair is combed meticulously, the other expression can't wait to overflow the photo frame, and even has snot flowing out of the nose.

"So you've been like this since you were a child." Ye Fengwu smiled while watching.

"I hate change, because I can never predict what the consequences will be after the change." Augustine hugged him from behind, "Except for you."

"Me?" Ye Fengwu turned to look at him.

Augustine nodded.

"But I don't want to change you." Ye Fengwu closed the album.

"But this feeling is not bad." Augustine lowered his head and kissed him, his voice low and gentle, "so don't be afraid."

Ye Fengwu closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling a little.

……

"Wow!" On the morning of the departure, MOKA wrapped his front paws around his owner, desperately trying not to let go.

"Good boy, I'll be back soon." Ye Fengwu knelt down, hugged and rubbed it, "No one will take care of you when you return home, and you have to fly all the time."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu." MOKA acted like a baby.

"Be obedient." Ye Fengwu scratched its neck for it.

Standing by the side, Philip was very disappointed. He thought he could see the life and death of Augustine and his sister-in-law, but now it was changed to MOKA!

"We're really leaving." Cheng Xia loaded the suitcase into the car, and then rescued her cousin from the big dog's mouth.

MOKA has his tail between his legs, his eyes are aggrieved.

"Don't be too tired." Night Breeze Dance warned.

Augustine nodded, took his sunglasses to help him put them on, and exchanged another short kiss.

As the car drove away from the castle, Philip watched his sister-in-law and the little groundhog leave with loving eyes.

Augustine turned and walked back.

"Wait, wait, there is one thing," Philip quickly followed, "Did sister-in-law tell you?"

"You and the lioness, there is only one left in the castle." Augustine was expressionless.

Philip covered his chest: "Is it really not possible? I also want to have a little Simba."

"Do one thing for me." Augustine entered the elevator, "Maybe it can be used as an exchange."

Philip suddenly came back to life: "Of course!" Even if you want to dance the hula, there is no problem at all.

After more than ten hours of flight, the plane landed steadily at the airport. Since the itinerary was completely confidential, no fans came to pick it up.

Cheng Xia sighed, fortunately, brother Liang Hao has other artists under him, otherwise, according to his cousin's work attitude, it is estimated that the manager can only drink northwest wind.

For safety reasons, Augustine did not let him go back to his home this time, but directly booked a hotel and 24-hour strict surrounding surveillance.

"It's too exaggerated." Cheng Xia lay on the window sill and looked down.

Night Breeze Dance silently handed over the phone.

"Why didn't you answer?" Cheng Xia was puzzled at first, but after seeing the caller, he had an epiphany, "Hello? Director Zhong."

Night Breeze Dance raised her hands in surrender.

"Well, we're back to China." Cheng Xia continued, "Staying in a private hotel invested by Mr. Augustine... my cousin is already asleep... now? Hello!"

Ye Fengwu looked at him.

"Sorry, but before I finished speaking, Director Zhong hung up the phone." Cheng Xia was innocent, "He'll be there in half an hour."

Night Breeze Dance: "..."

"Or pretend to be sick?" Cheng Xia suggested conscientiously.

"What about next time?" Ye Fengwu asked.

Cheng Xia was speechless, thought for a while and then had a headache: "Director Zhong has found three leading actors for this movie, but none of them are willing to join. Even President Mu refused to invest. Why is he still so determined?"

"This is the difference between an artist and you." Ye Fengwu leaned on the sofa, "Where is tomorrow's press conference?"

"It's downstairs." Cheng Xia pointed to the floor, "Mr. Augustine arranged it."

Ye Fengwu nodded, closed her eyes and planned to rest for a while.

"Aren't you angry?" Cheng Xia asked cautiously.

"Me?" Ye Fengwu opened her eyes again, "Why are you angry?"

"You don't seem to like being interfered with in your life." Cheng Xia squatted beside him with her cheeks propped up.

"There are exceptions during this time." Ye Fengwu sat up, "Not only for my safety and yours, but also for his peace of mind."

"Is it really that serious?" Cheng Xia asked again—because the plot was too cinematic, he was always skeptical.

"I don't know, but it's fun." Ye Fengwu smiled, "Just be careful, don't be too nervous."

"Yeah." Cheng Xia nodded.

"At least for the next three weeks, nothing will happen." Ye Fengwu yawned, "Go and rest, I'm tired from jet lag."

"What will Director Ke Zhong do?" Cheng Xia asked.

Night Breeze Dance called Augustine.

So after only 5 minutes, Mr. Mu started to "suddenly have a high fever", and weakly called Director Zhong, expressing that he needed to be taken care of.

"It's done." Ye Fengwu walked barefoot to the bathroom, planning to have a good sleep.

The little groundhog's admiration for the male god has increased.

And as fans of Night Breeze Dance, everyone has long been used to him disappearing and retiring from time to time. When there is no news, they will read the old news and urge the new photobook by the way, saying that we all want to buy it, please don't wear clothes .

"I'm really going to Amazon." Cheng Xia lay on the sofa, flipping through the documents just received in the mailbox.

"What Amazon?" Ye Fengwu wiped her hair with a towel, and was slightly taken aback when she heard it.

"Your next photobook will be shot in the Amazon forest." Cheng Xia handed him the tablet.

"I have no objection." Ye Fengwu shrugged.

"Really?" Philip was very excited when he heard the news.

"Really." Cheng Xia held the phone a little further away from herself, so as not to hurt her eardrums.

"This is really God's arrangement." Philip was very satisfied.

"Don't mess around!" Cheng Xia warned.

"Of course not, you have to trust me." Philip was gearing up, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

Oh!

Beautiful babes, and a beautiful proposal!