Rebirth of the film and television superstar

Seeing Cheng Jinying's name, Ling Haotian was quite at a loss. After all, Cheng Jinying saw him from beginning to end when he was making out with Bian Hui, but no matter how embarrassed he was, he still had to answer the call.

"Hey..." Ling Haotian's voice was a little unnatural, because he knew that what Bian Hui and himself did last night should be very wild.

Cheng Jinying's voice was as warm as ever, "Haotian, you are amazing, the number of votes for No.3 is almost double that of yours."

Seeing that Cheng Jinying didn't mention what he meant last night, Ling Haotian breathed a sigh of relief, "It's not that exaggerated, I voted seven and he voted four, only three votes away."

Cheng Jinying said with a smile, "You are being modest. No. 1 must have been decided by default. Just after the show started, he looked like he was going to win. He opened and closed his mouth to say what? Did I tell you that he was definitely going to win?" Is it? Haha, it’s so interesting to see how he changes his face when he’s tying up later.”

Hearing Cheng Jinying's cheerful laughter, Ling Haotian was finally relieved.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Jinying asked.

"Cooking, I haven't eaten spicy food for a long time, I'm a bit greedy." Ling Haotian held the phone in one hand and stir-fried with the other.

"Spicy? If you eat spicy food, you will get angry. Is your current physical condition okay?" Cheng Jinying asked worriedly.

Ling Haotian was stunned for a moment, last night he and Bian Hui had been absurd for a long time, eating spicy food would indeed cause constipation.

But looking at the half-finished dishes, Ling Haotian swallowed his saliva, "It should be fine, Jinying, if you have nothing important to do, I'll hang up and call you after dinner, it's inconvenient to cook with one hand. Hands are sore."

"Oh...then I'll hang up. I'll take off the thing on the artificial man's head when it's convenient. I miss you very much." Cheng Jinying finished speaking a little disappointed, and hung up the phone voluntarily.

Even while cooking, Ling Haotian still felt Cheng Jinying's loss.

Since the artificial man came, Cheng Jinying seldom called, because she was afraid of disturbing her training and her rest.

He was just in the country, secretly observing himself and missing himself.

He was very drunk last night, and I don't know if he said something that made Cheng Jinying sad.

After finally calling once, I asked him to hang up the phone because my hands were sore...

And... what do you mean, nothing important?

Can't you call yourself if you have nothing to do?

When I called Bian Hui, no matter how busy Bian Hui was, he agreed to himself, but he didn't mean to let him hang up the phone.

Thinking of this, Ling Haotian felt that he was nothing.

Turning off the fire like burning his butt, wiping his hands with the apron, Ling Haotian ran into the bedroom quickly.

The artificial man was still lying there in that position, and Cheng Jinying didn't remove the bag on his head.

It should be because he was worried that Ling Haotian would be angry if he took it away privately, otherwise he wouldn't have said: Take the bag off at your convenience, I miss you...

Ling Haotian sighed secretly, while Cheng Jinying made him laugh, he was always cautious in his heart.

This kind of caution is more obvious when the two places are separated.

Even if it was just a little thing, he was worried that he would offend himself and make himself angry.

The phone call just now should not only want to congratulate myself, but also want me to take down the bag...

While wiping what Bian Hui didn't know was spraying on the artificial man's face, Ling Haotian felt aggrieved for Cheng Jinying.

Cheng Jinying seems generous, but in fact he has a glass heart. He has been worried that he will leave him.

Sitting in front of the computer, Cheng Jinying saw the camera gradually brighten up, and the sense of loss in his heart disappeared instantly.

He said excitedly, "Haotian, I posted the video of "Mr. World" on the Internet and made a simple translation. Tomorrow, everyone who follows you will know how you defeated Little Japan and Country H. Bangzi. Haha, I don’t know if Bangzi will say, are you from country H?”

Ling Haotian smiled, "No, because I'm still alive."

"Hahaha~!"

"Ha ha."

Seeing Cheng Jinying smiling happily, Ling Haotian also had a gentle smile on his face. The disappointment just now was probably his illusion, Cheng Jinying would not be so fragile.

Cheng Jinying spoke enthusiastically, Ling Haotian listened with a smile on his lips.

About half an hour later, Cheng Jinying suddenly remembered something and said, "Aren't you cooking just now? Don't starve yourself, I can go to the kitchen to accompany you."

"Okay." Ling Haotian squatted until his legs became numb, and immediately stood up upon hearing this.

Cheng Jinying said, "Help me, pick me up, it's very troublesome for this guy to stand up."

Ling Haotian hugged the artificial man and helped it stand up before walking towards the door.

As soon as he opened the door and saw someone standing in the living room, Ling Haotian was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said to Cheng Jinying, "There are guests at home, so don't go out."

"Ah."

Cheng Jinying also knows that having a talking and walking robot at home is a very frightening thing.

Not to mention that his robot is still made with him as a template, almost no different from a real person, if it scares the guests, it is always bad.

Having chatted with Ling Haotian for so long, Cheng Jinying didn't care about the brief separation, controlled the artificial man, and stood obediently in the room.

Ling Haotian pushed the door and came out. He was able to face it peacefully now. His lover in the previous life tidied up his apron and said, "Lawyer Zhang, where is Bian Hui?"

Zhang Zhisheng was drenched all over, with traces of stealing at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were painful and confused, but the words in his mouth were still very organized, "It's raining heavily outside, and the car tire has blown out. Brother Hui will stay with me for one night and help me get my pajamas." went."

Ling Haotian said with a smile, "Today you have passed away."

Zhang Zhisheng smiled and said nothing, his car was not broken at all, he came here specially to pick up another car from Bian Hui.

The heavy rain was calculated by him after listening to the weather forecast, and he blew up the tire himself. The purpose was to stay here as a matter of course without offending Bian Hui.

But he didn't expect that before he could take a closer look at Ling Haotian, the Sichuan dishes on the table had already completely exposed Ling Haotian.

Every dish was learned by Ling Haotian according to his taste at the beginning. After cooking for a long time, how much seasoning to put has become an instinct. As long as it is not deliberately controlled, it cannot be changed at all.

If it was just one dish, it could be called a coincidence, but the taste of the four dishes was exactly the same, which made Zhang Zhisheng's blood boil.

But he didn't have the guts to hug Ling Haotian in front of Ling Haotian and tell his lovesickness, he was afraid that he would be beaten to death by Bian Hui.

Having been Bian Hui's lawyer for so long, Zhang Zhisheng knows what kind of person Bian Hui is.

Offending Bian Hui unprepared is no different from seeking death!

He had to collect as much evidence as possible against Bian Hui, so that Bian Hui would not dare to touch him, so that they would not both be thrown into the sea by Bian Hui to feed the fish.

How did Ling Haotian know that cooking a few dishes would also expose himself, not to mention that Zhang Zhisheng would steal it, with a polite smile on his face, "The bathroom is solar powered, do you want to wash it?"

Zhang Zhisheng hurriedly walked to the bathroom, and if he didn't leave, he was worried that he would lose control.

Ling Haotian sighed secretly, in fact Zhang Zhisheng is not a bad person, but he is too ambitious, otherwise he would not marry a woman for his future.

In his previous life, he was beaten by Zhang Zhisheng, so one can imagine his feelings for this person, even if this person let him down, Ling Haotian never thought of revenge.

Because in the previous life, when he was most at a loss, it was Zhang Zhisheng who gave him warmth. Even if the relationship is no longer there, at least there is still some affection.

Bian Hui walked out with a new set of pajamas, hugged Ling Haotian and said, "It's raining outside, I'll stay with Zhisheng for one night, you don't think he's in the way, do you?"

Ling Haotian opened Bian Hui's groping paw, "Who thinks he's in the way? Take your paw away, I want spicy food, I won't do anything tonight."

Bian Hui smiled lowly, and leaned into Ling Haotian's ear and said, "Isn't there still the upper mouth."

"Besides this, is there anything else in your head?"

Bian Hui pushed Ling Haotian's buttocks through his trousers, "It's better to know everything than to be good at it. If I'm not good at it, how can I win the title of the most beautiful man in Asia?"

Ling Haotian laughed and cursed, "Get lost!"

Bian Hui was really obedient, he held down Ling Haotian, and began to 'roll' on the sofa.

Ling Haotian was taken aback, and when his back touched the sofa, he felt relieved, "Stop making trouble, let Lawyer Zhang see what it looks like."

Bian Hui rubbed against Ling Haotian's leg, "Haotian, I regret keeping him, or let him go back, anyway, the rain won't kill anyone."

Ling Haotian felt very speechless, "Is this how you are the boss? There are many rooms in the villa, and your villa is nearby, so it's hard for people to walk back."

Bian Hui stroked Ling Haotian's lips thoughtfully, "Did he fall in love with you, otherwise why would he look far away."

Ling Haotian's heart skipped a beat, isn't it true that Zhang Zhisheng got the car from Bian Hui's villa.

It's not that Bian Hui is in the villa without servants.

It's just staying overnight, why should I be poured a few hundred meters more by the rain, and come to bother myself who I've known each other not long ago.

Thinking of the oil stains on the corners of Zhang Zhisheng's mouth, Ling Haotian's face turned pale. He was not worried that Bian Hui knew about his rebirth, but he just didn't want Zhang Zhisheng to pester him anymore.

It seems that when contacting Zhang Zhisheng again, one must be more careful...