That scumbag famous flower has a master

Cheng Geyun now suspects that he has made a boyfriend with a snail girl with only four days left.

His room was cleaned cleanly. The golden roses scattered last night were put into the vase and were in full bloom. On the table outside the room was a breakfast that perfectly suited his taste.

Cheng Geyun picked up the hot milk, walked slowly to the kitchen, and then closed the kitchen door expressionlessly.

Well, not even a trace of use.

After drinking the milk leisurely, Cheng Geyun suddenly realized something, with a piece of toast in his mouth, he got up quickly and entered a room.

After seeing the white mass, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and swallowed his food.

I don't know which of his exes, after the breakup, stuffed a white dwarf rabbit at the door of his house, probably in the delusion that Cheng Geyun would still be able to see things and think about others in the future.However, this calculation is really not well done. Ever since the rabbit followed Cheng Geyun, it has been hungry and full. Cheng Geyun will feed it something when he thinks about it. .

He opened the cage and let the rabbit out.

The rabbit is timid and thoughtless, after carefully scanning the surrounding environment, he finally chooses to stop at the edge of Cheng Geyun's trouser legs, and puts a small head into his loose pajama pants, with both ears on his side. Rubbing back and forth on the calf, the hair is itchy.

Cheng Geyun stretched out his finger and pressed the fur between its two ears, and still hugged the little white ball.

He called the rabbit Xiao Smart, and casually cut off a golden rose that Tang Chen had left behind and threw it in front of it. Xiao Smart half-embraced the rose petals and began to bite.This rabbit is always picky, and secretly bit a rose at some point, and never wanted to eat grass again.

After he finished processing the news, he lowered his head and noticed that Xiao Smart's eating speed was increasing by leaps and bounds, so he pulled a few more petals and twisted them in his hands, deliberately raising them to induce it to stand up and chew on the petals.

The two rabbits' front paws were pressed against his hand to keep balance, and the ears moved back and forth under Cheng Geyun's eyelids. After he patiently fed Xiaoming a few flowers, he finally put him back into the rabbit. In the sand basin, spray some pet deodorizing spray, and finally call housekeeping for a while to deal with hygiene.

Gu Juan sat in the back seat, closed the car door, and asked, "Aren't you going to work?"

"The things that group teaching can teach you are limited." Cheng Geyun handed the document back to her. At this moment, he seemed to be a different person. He was business-like and never sweet-spoken to the artists under his hands: "This was rushed out yesterday. Yes, there are still many details that have not been filled in. You should adapt to the work arrangement as soon as possible. After the training period is over, the company will set goals for you.”

"Thank you." After Gu Jia took the document, Cheng Geyun reached out to her to signal the driver beside her: "This is Xiao Lin, and she will be your exclusive assistant from now on."

When the car drove into the villa area, Xiao Lin stopped the car.

"Your grades in the cultural class of the college entrance examination are considered very good in the circle."

"En." Gu Juan was not humble, so he agreed.In all fairness, people in the entertainment industry are indeed highly praised, and she thinks that she has only achieved the academic performance that ordinary people should have.

"Just words are really not enough."

Gu Juan also humbly admitted: "I didn't practice seriously when I was young."

"It's okay, it's not too late to start learning now."

She looked at Cheng Geyun in the passenger seat suspiciously, but did not speak.

No way, no way, the talent show will start in two months, so send her to practice calligraphy now?

"I know what you're thinking, and you can choose to reject my arrangement." Cheng Geyun gave her a chance to choose: "At least now you still have time to learn."

"I'm going to study."

A smile appeared in Cheng Geyun's eyes, the little girl is not too bad, otherwise he wouldn't have the energy to lead people who don't know how to make progress to climb to the top.

"I took you to my teacher's wife's house just now. Her surname is Long. She is a professor at Chengda University and a calligrapher. Do you remember?"

"remember."

"There are still two months before the program starts. I will give you 20 days to at least practice your handwriting properly. Can you?"

"Yes." Gu Juan could only see his back, knowing that he could never say no, so he nodded and repeated: "Yes."

"Then get out of the car. I told my teacher yesterday that you can go directly." Cheng Geyun arranged her schedule: "From now on, you will practice calligraphy from nine to three in the afternoon, and then Xiaolin will come to pick you up Basic acting class."

"Goodbye, Mr. Cheng."

This time the atmosphere finally relaxed, and Gu Juan heard the other party's slightly gentle voice: "Goodbye, come on."

"Brother." After Gu Juan got off the car, Xiao Lin asked, "Do you want me to take you to Mr. Jiang's place?"

Cheng Geyun frowned: "Who said you want to find him?"

Xiao Lin replied in a low voice: "...Isn't it the same in the past?"

She has been working under Cheng Geyun's hands since she entered Zhiyi, so she needs to know more about Cheng Geyun's life style, and of course she understands that with Cheng Geyun, it has always been Liu Shui's predecessor, Mr. Jiang.

"Don't go." He leaned back, closed his eyes and ignored it: "Go back to the company."

At noon, Cheng Geyun was staring at some resources, and Tang Chen called to ask him if he wanted to have lunch together.

Cheng Geyun wondered if Tang Chen had secretly joined his ex group, otherwise how could he be so clear about his preferences, even his little quirk of eating celery in fish soup was so clear.

After the meal, Tang Chen invited him to the Bbox concert, Cheng Geyun agreed, thinking that the beautiful Mr. Tianluo didn't talk much, and seemed boring, but he did a lot of preparation.

Cheng Geyun didn't intend to continue pretending to be stupid with the other party, and asked directly: "How do you know I like Bbox?"

Tang Chen was also honest enough: "The ex-group is in hand."

He turned sideways slightly, his eyes drooping slightly, as if he was about to lift up in the next second.However, Cheng Geyun loved this gesture, and slowly raised Tang Chen's chin with two fingers. It was not intimate, but seemed a little alienated.

Tang Chen smiled helplessly, and looked into Cheng Geyun's eyes: "It was the player who escaped the match with you who told me."

I don't know how many years ago, Cheng Geyun thought of going to participate in the Bbox competition on a whim, but in the semi-finals, he hooked up another player to the top of the mountain to see the stars.He also asked the other party whether the stars and himself look better than the lights and a bunch of people's heads on the stage, which caused the other party's deep-rooted love, and it took a long time to make love.

Tang Chen pretended to avoid Cheng Geyun's gaze casually.

He was wondering what to do.

His situation is probably worse than the player who skipped the game, he likes this guy too much.

Cheng Geyun finally slowly put down his hand.

"See you tonight then," he said.

When he got out of the car and turned around habitually, Cheng Geyun suddenly noticed that Tang Chen was smiling.

When he really turned around, he unconsciously thought of Tang Chen's smile again. When he smiled, there seemed to be a small dimple on his face.

So thinking about it, I laughed too, and I felt good.

As soon as Cheng Geyun stepped into the office and smelled the fragrance of roses, he felt something was wrong.

On his desk stood a solitary Mister Lincoln, its large black and red petals unfurled.

"I said it," Cheng Geyun was clearly in his office, but just now he could only sit on the side with aggrieved words: "I only like roses, don't give me roses."

A child loses his temper and is generally angry.

"Huh?" The man who answered him seemed to be in his thirties, and was sitting in Cheng Geyun's seat.His suits and leather shoes are elegant, and his facial features are just right and good-looking. It is easy to make people feel good: "It looks like a rose."

"Which rose blooms all year round?" Cheng Geyun's good mood vanished, and he asked impatiently.

The man looked at him with a conniving smile, as if waiting for a child who lost his temper to get better on his own.

"Rose only blooms for one summer." Cheng Geyun glanced at Jiang Youzhao's expression from the corner of his eye, and his tone was slightly better, and he stroked the petals of Mr. Lincoln with his fingers: "Even if it is the emperor of roses, it is not a rose. "

"I know." Jiang Youzhao walked up to him, took Cheng Geyun to caress Rose's hand, bowed his head and kissed it.Cheng Geyun watched his lips fall on his hand expressionlessly, and quickly withdrew his hand.

Jiang Youzhao was still like that, without any irritation: "Why did you disappear without saying a word last time?"

Cheng Geyun didn't answer him, but took out his mobile phone to look at Weibo and showed him the trending search he just pushed.

Mr. Jiang cautiously approached the child, and gently touched his little finger: "Who is making my child unhappy? Tell me, okay?"

Cheng Geyun stood in a different direction, and continued to watch a group of marketing accounts go down the drain.

With a hot face and a cold butt, Cheng Geyun thought that the old man would calm down, but he never thought that Mr. Jiang just faced his favorite little rose, so his patience was naturally multiplied by two.

"How about that?" He personally came to squeeze Cheng Geyun's shoulders, "Can two toffee be coaxed?"

Cheng Geyun finally had some bad luck: "A jar of toffee can't be coaxed well, unless you eat the flowers."

"Do you really want to eat?" Jiang Youzhao asked.

"Yes." Cheng Geyun wanted him to leave quickly, otherwise he really couldn't guarantee that he would not be shaken, so of course he pointed to those who went too far: "If you want to eat or not, you can leave if you don't eat."

Tang Chen looked at the two admission tickets that he put beside the computer, and was finally pulled back by Cheng Geyun's voice.

"Sorry." He obviously heard it clearly, but he still had to confirm it again with a smile: "Can you say it again? I didn't hear clearly just now."

Cheng Geyun stretched out his fingers and pinched Jiang Youzhao's earlobe. The other party was a little tired and had already fallen asleep. Both of them were stained with the fragrance of Mr. Lincoln, and it still hasn't dissipated.

"I've changed my mind, let's call it a day." He said the same line many times, and it was the same when facing Tang Chen, without a moment's hesitation: "Good night, have a good dream."

"Wait." When he was about to hang up, Tang Chen asked, "Do I still have a chance?"

Cheng Geyun smiled, he wouldn't turn his back on it.

"I don't think so."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Geyun turned his gaze to Jiang Youzhao again.

He looked at it for a long time before suddenly realizing that he had misremembered the daytime.

It's not Tang Chen who has dimples at the corner of his mouth, Jiang Youzhao is the one with dimples, Tang Chen doesn't have them.

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