Didn't you say it's a fake marriage?

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It wasn't exactly lost, Cheng Mosheng left a note for Xie Xun with his contact information on it, and asked Xie Xun to report that he was safe when he got home, and he would reimburse the taxi fare.

Xie Xun rolled his eyes to the sky after watching it, but who made him drunk.

The owner of the tavern smiled kindly. Cheng Mosheng told him that Xie Xun was a public figure. He pointed in the direction, which was the back door of the tavern: "You seem to be a public figure? It's a bit dangerous to go out through the front door. It's the employee passageway, no There are guests passing by, how about you go out from there?"

Xie Xun called his agent back and asked her to send someone to pick him up. When he heard that the address was a tavern, the agent almost jumped up.

"Did you drink?"

"Drink a little."

"How much is one point?"

"Two or three cups." Xie Xun felt guilty.

"Oh." The manager sneered, "Are you drunk?"

"you guess?"

"You're done, Xie Xun. Don't even think about taking a day off in the next three months! If I see you on Weibo Hot Search today or tomorrow, heh!"

"Isn't it going to be fine the day after tomorrow?" Xie Xun understood the manager's hesitant threat, but couldn't help but take advantage of the loophole.

"The day after tomorrow? It won't be on the trending list until after today's event, which means you're going to be confused, thank you actor."

Hearing what the manager said, Xie Xun immediately shut up obediently.

Angry to angry, the manager didn't delay in picking up Xie Xun, and even went out in person to drag him out of the tavern.

"No one recognizes you, right?" The manager was still worried about Xie Xun.

"At least not before I got drunk."

"You are indeed drunk."

"..." Xie Xun, "My classmate is here, it doesn't matter, I can still trust his character."

"Male classmate and female classmate?"

"Man! Didn't I report it to you, and he is married, but his husband looks unusual."

"husband?"

"Hmm. What's the matter?" Xie Xun looked at the manager's eyes without knowing why, and suddenly realized, "I didn't know that his sexual orientation was male. After all, I haven't contacted him for so many years. Hey. But I am straight, straight. , Sister Jin, don’t you understand me?!”

The agent thought about the number of female celebrities Xie Xun had to report every now and then, and was speechless.

"I don't really want to know how many female stars in the entertainment industry you have a crush on." The manager said, "One day you say you leaked and it will be your death date."

Xie Xun shrank back aggrievedly, it was obviously not wise to talk about relationship issues with his manager at this moment.

It was almost night when Wen Li woke up, and the summer night came late, the sky at seven o'clock was dark blue, covered with a thin layer of black.His head was still a little dizzy, he opened the bedroom door, the living room was dark, the lights were not turned on, Cheng Mosheng didn't seem to be at home.

Wen Yue turned on the light, took a bottle of water from the refrigerator, found the potato chips bought two days ago on the bedside table, took two packs and brought them to the tea table, turned on the TV, the channel was still on the news station.

Wen Yue was not interested in the 24-hour carousel of international news. He found a funny variety show, and was unpacking a bag of potato chips when he heard the door lock "click", and someone opened the door from the outside.

He looked over from the sofa, and it was Cheng Mosheng who had returned.

He was holding two oversized shopping bags in his hand, and was changing shoes by the door. Wen Li ran over to take the shopping bags in his hand, and looked inside curiously: "What did you buy?"

Cheng Mosheng replied: "Some daily necessities, and dishes to be cooked tomorrow."

Wen Li: "Are you cooking at home tomorrow?"

"Yeah." Cheng Mosheng changed his slippers and put the vegetables he bought into the refrigerator one by one, "Are you sober?"

Wen Li pretended to be stupid: "Huh? Am I drunk?"

Cheng Mosheng: "What do you think?"

Wen Li: "I think I just fell asleep from sleepiness!"

If you can drink two bottles of Erguotou, you must not admit defeat.

Cheng Mosheng didn't want to expose his small thoughts, seeing the unpacked potato chips and ice water on the coffee table: "Hungry?"

"A bit."

"Do you still eat pancakes wrapped with scallions?"

Wen Li nodded subconsciously: "Why do you still remember, I almost forgot."

Cheng Mosheng: "Maybe you're sleeping stupidly."

Wen Li: "How could it be?!"

Cheng Mosheng: "I'm going to make pancakes, do you want anything else?"

Wen Li: "No more."

Cheng Mosheng: "Then heat up the leftover vegetables at noon and cook porridge."

Wen Li: "Okay, then I'll cook the porridge."

The two had a clear division of labor, Cheng Mosheng spread pancakes on one side of the kitchen, and Wen Yue boiled water to cook porridge on the other side.

It will take a while for the water to boil, so Wen Li went to Cheng Mosheng to watch.Cheng Mosheng was making batter, and Wen Li was a qualified audience member: "Doctor Cheng, you know everything."

Cheng Mosheng glanced at him, but said nothing.

The pan needs to be preheated, then brush with a layer of oil, pour a little batter, spread it evenly with a shovel, form a thin cake, and turn it over while it is not paying attention.

Wen Li was still thinking about what sauce to add later, but he heard something bubbling somewhere.

"Did the water boil?" Cheng Mosheng asked.

"forget."

Wen Li hurriedly removed the lid of the pot, but Cheng Mosheng hadn't said "be careful it's hot" before he heard a certain daredevil "Ouch" and was scalded by the steam.

His fair skin was instantly burned red, Cheng Mosheng turned off the fire, and pulled Wen Li's wrist: "Did you get burned?"

Wen Li said: "It's only a little red, it's not a big problem."

But Cheng Mosheng grabbed his hand and came to the sink to rinse it with cold water for a while, laughing at him: "If you boil water, you will be scalded, so it's better not to let you into the kitchen in the future."

He didn't mean to blame him, most of them were joking, Wen Li muttered: "This time it was just an accident."

Cheng Mosheng didn't refute him, but said: "The pancakes are ready, why don't you wrap one up first? If you're hungry, eat first, and I'll call you later when the meal is ready."

One pancake was not enough, Cheng Mosheng spread out a few more.Wen Li sat in the dining room, gnawing pancakes silently, a glass sliding door separated the two of them, he was thinking why Cheng Mosheng was so nice to him.

Maybe it's because his standard of "goodness" is too low, but in his memory, it seems that except for Yao Wenlan, no one treats him like this, as if weaving a big net with gentleness, wrapping him up silently .

"Doctor Cheng." Wen Li called Cheng Mosheng through the door, "Do you have hallucinations when you're hungry?"

"From a medical point of view, yes. But it needs to be hungry for a long time, hypoglycemia, leading to collapse or even shock..." [1]

"Doctor Cheng, then I think I might be starving and dizzy." Wen Li took a bite of the pancake expressionlessly.

"Really?" A low laugh came from the kitchen, "It will be fine later, just hold on for another 10 minutes."

During the meal, the red marks on Wen Li's hands had disappeared, and he was eating happily while grabbing the second pancake. Cheng Mosheng took a sip of the porridge, and inexplicably recalled the question asked by the tavern owner, "Do you really like him? "

Does he like it?The answer should be no, there is nothing you can't say between friends, after all, you won't go to his parents to inform, saying that your son has joined someone else to put on a play for you.

But he found he couldn't speak.

He couldn't say "I don't like Smell Oak", but a good impression stuck out from the bottom of his heart, and a pair of tentacles shook and shook, shaking and shaking, blocking his dislike.

Suddenly Wen Li asked him why he was eating, and Cheng Mosheng looked down into the bowl, only to find that he had only taken a sip of the porridge, and the pancake remained untouched, and Wen Li had already finished making the second pancake.

It had only been a few days since he moved in, and he adapted quickly, and he didn't feel restrained at all when they first met.

Especially after getting addicted to his craft.

Cheng Mosheng said, "I am particularly concerned about one thing."

Wen Li: "What's the matter?"

Cheng Mosheng: "Who is Xie Xun talking about?"

Wen Li: "Bancao? Oh..."

Hearing that Cheng Mosheng asked Bancao Wenli didn't react for a while, and then remembered that Xie Xun said in front of Cheng Mosheng, "It's far worse than Bancao", he couldn't help laughing: "You won't miss the whole afternoon because of this matter. Bar."

Cheng Mosheng didn't speak, as if by default.

At this moment, Wen Li played tricks: "Hey, take a guess."

Cheng Mosheng: "..."

The childish ghost Wen Yue hummed a ditty and didn't tell Cheng Mosheng who the boss was after eating. After Cheng Mosheng finished eating, he went to wash the dishes, and then leaned towards Cheng Mosheng meanly: "You care so much?"

"I do not mind."

"Liar, your complexion is as bad as death."

"..."

"It's the first time I know that doctor, you pay so much attention to your appearance."

Cheng Mosheng didn't want to talk to him, took out his phone and glanced at it, then stuffed it back into his pocket, "I just received a new notice, I will work overtime tomorrow, and I won't be back at noon."

Wen Li was immediately frustrated: "Aren't you coming back?"

"Ah."

"Then I'm going to eat takeaway again." He whispered.

"what?"

"Nothing." Tomorrow's noon expectations fell through, and Wen Li's interest in teasing Cheng Mosheng also dropped a lot. He waved his hand, "I'm going to take a shower, good night."

"Wait." Cheng Mosheng grabbed him by the collar, Wen Li's feet were unsteady and he sat down on the sofa. The position was a bit awkward, and he almost sat on Cheng Mosheng's lap.

"Why did you suddenly pull me?" Wen Li moved his butt, stayed away from someone, and complained very dissatisfied.

"Well, I really care about it." Cheng Mosheng said slowly, "So can you tell me who that idiot is?"

Wen Li didn't expect Dr. Cheng to be so competitive, but he was just a small class grass.

Dr. Cheng asked again and again, but Wen Li could only answer truthfully: "There is no class grass at all. That name is self-proclaimed by Xie Xun, and no one recognizes it."

Cheng Mosheng: "..."

"By the way, would the boys in your class do the same? They voted for who was the most handsome boy in the class, and everyone got one vote, and they all voted for themselves."

"We don't have such childish activities." Cheng Mosheng was indifferent.

"Yeah, Dr. Cheng, who is not naive, doesn't care about that class grass who is more handsome than him." Wen Li slipped away after finishing speaking, "I'm going to take a shower, don't hold my collar anymore! The T-shirt will be Pull deformed!"

"Okay." Cheng Mosheng responded, paused, and then said, "Actually, I lied to you just now. I didn't work overtime tomorrow, so I'll be back at noon."

"Really?" Wen Yue turned around happily after hearing this.

"real."