The days of frying CP with the enemy

Mo Ran successfully interpreted the double standard of strength, and the person who was double standard, He Xingci, didn't feel happy. He just talked casually. He didn't like cooking. Only takeaway can barely maintain his life.

Mo Ran didn't take his heart seriously, he just wanted to be angry with Qin Man.

No matter what Qin Man's identity is, Qin Man just said bad things about He Xingci, which is unforgivable.

After eating and drinking, He Xingci lay on the sofa touching his round belly, poking WeChat with his mobile phone.

What is Xuying doing now?Are you working like yourself?Why don't you play games anymore?How did he become a great god?

Too many doubts, He Xingci wanted to find out.

Little Star: Shadow!I just finished work, how about you?

Boss Mo, who was sitting at the desk looking at stocks, picked up his phone, avoided the camera, and replied quickly.

Xu Ying: I just finished my work too.

He Xing bid farewell to yy, he and Xu Ying had just finished their work, so the two of them worked together.

Xiao Xiaoxing: Hey, okay, by the way, I want to ask, why didn't you fight later?I heard them say that you are a great god, don't you make money from this?

Mo Ran's eyes became serious, without you, what am I doing in the game?His wife can't even catch up, what kind of game does he play.

Xu Ying: I'm not interested anymore, don't you stop playing?

He Xingci felt a little guilty, he didn't show up again without saying a word.Now he ran back out of nowhere, not to mention phantom, even he felt that he owed it.

Little Star: I can play games now and then. I am usually very busy at work, but I will leave the rest of the time for you to play games!

He picked out the words specially to prove how much he sacrificed for the phantom.

Xuying doesn't know that he is an artist, but He Xingci knows. One can imagine the importance of an artist's rest time. Does He Xingci pay for his own rest time, no!is love!It was his youth!

The ink burns lightly at the corner of his mouth.

It would be really shocking for others to see it, especially Xu Yang, who is used to seeing ugly faces for thousands of years, see, is this still President Mo?It must have been transferred!

Being in love makes people insane.

Xu Ying: Okay, don't forget to promise me something.

Of course He Xingci did not forget, not only could he never forget it, but he kept thinking about it in his heart all the time.

The reason for borrowing spearfishing in the morning was actually because he wanted to chat more with Xuying. Xuying agreed to teach him the method, and the reason was that in the game, two people needed to become heroes.

It's no problem for He Xingci's female number to become a hero.

In Xianxia III, two people who become heroes can invite others to watch their wedding, and it will pop up in the world system.

After acting in so many plays, it was the first time that He Xingci really wanted to play a sex-transferred bride in the virtual world.

Next, the shooting time will be long, and he is afraid that he can only play with Xuying properly after the variety show is over. He is afraid that the waiting time will be too long, and Xuying will get impatient and find other little girls to form a romantic relationship.

The silly white sweet He Xingci poked the shadow very well.

Xiaoxiaoxing: But... your girlfriend won't mind?I'm afraid your girlfriend will be upset and I don't want to ruin your relationship.

Look at this tone, how innocent and pitiful.

On the one hand, he explored his love life, and on the other hand, he highlighted his empathy and increased his favorability.

Mo Ran really hurts, do you want to be so humble?

Ghost Shadow: No talk.

He Xingci laughed so hard that he almost rolled to the ground, what he was waiting for was your words!

Xiao Xiaoxing: That's it, then I'm relieved.But I will be a little busy at work during this time, and I will take the initiative to poke you when I am done.

Ghost Shadow: Hmm.

A speechless "um" ended the chat, and He Xingci held the phone in his hand, watching the numbers on the notification bar pass by every minute and every second, and Xu Ying didn't answer the call again.He clicked on Xuying's avatar, and the phone screen froze at the wrong time, so he clicked twice more.

System: "You" tapped "Virtual Shadow".

He Xingci: ...

What trick is Xun doing!A person like him who wants to peek into other people's circle of friends has accidentally photographed someone else!

Huddled in the corner of the sofa, he continued to peep as if nothing had happened.

Huh?Did he not post on Moments or blocked him?

In fact, Mo Ran set up a block immediately after adding Congratulatory Xing Ci.If He Xingci sees those Ye Lai Fei quotations that he posted in this small circle of friends, will it be okay?Eight out of ten are about him.

miss, miss, wish.

Xu Ying vanished from the world, and He Xingci's worrying question came from him at all. After a few hours, when it was time to shoot, Xu Ying didn't send a message.

He Xingci passed these two hours, staring at the ceiling and thinking about life.

Is he too enthusiastic about the phantom?How can anyone be so considerate to an old friend?Does he like the feeling of being with Xuying, or... misses himself at that age.

Xuying Xuying, just like his name, is illusory like a shadow.

Across a network cable, He Xingci found that there was no way to know who was on the other side and what he looked like.

Maybe Xu Ying has already started a family, maybe everything is not what he thought.After a few years, in reality, there are many people who do not communicate with each other, so how can it be possible for netizens to remain the same.

Different from Wunao who just added phantom, after He Xingci analyzed the pros and cons, the enthusiasm rushing to his head suddenly subsided. Forget it, he will decide to deal with the relationship between himself and phantom when he is free after filming. relationship.

After pulling Xuying into the blacklist, He Xingci quit WeChat, um, pull it out after filming the show!

As arrogant as He Xingci, he would not say that when he chatted with Xuying, he always talked a lot by himself, and Xuying replied with two or three words. He felt that it was unbalanced, so he was blacklisted. Getting along together is like burning with ink.

The mysterious guest in the afternoon asked He Xingci to cook for himself. He Xingci was in a dilemma...chopped a lot of onions and garlic.

If he cooks, it will be everyone's last supper.

Mo Ran has the illusion that he is the head of the family with five children.

Perhaps this is the IQ gap.

Layers of emerald green onions were stacked in the bowl. Qin Man looked up and was startled: "Xing Ci, do we really need so many green onions?"

He Xing resigned, otherwise he really didn't know what he could do. "Anyway, none of you hate eating onions, and I like them, so prepare more."

Qin slowly scratched his head, isn't it true that no one hates eating onions?After washing the vegetables in his hands, he put them on the left hand side of Mo Ran, and when he saw this cold and resolute side face, he suddenly remembered something: "No, Xing Ci, don't you Mo Ran don't like to eat it?"

You... ink... burn...

What an adjective!

His face darkened: "Then you can ask him himself, it's useless to ask me."

Qin slowly followed suit.

Mo Ran turned around and gave him another basket of vegetables, telling him to wash.

Qin Man walked away with the vegetables in his arms, and when he reached the pool, he suddenly realized that he hadn't asked yet!

After briefly rinsing his hands, He Xingci dried them with a towel.

Click to chat with Nanyan.

He Xingci: I want to ask you something.

Nan Yan: Say.

Ever since he knew that there was a lot of trouble between He Xingci and Mo Ran, and he was an outsider who didn't know anything, he complained to the extreme.

He Xingci, as a rare silly and sweet entertainer in the entertainment industry, he wished he could stay with him for two more years.

Careless, careless, inattentive, and able to think rationally and compromise on major issues, it is difficult to find a second one with a lantern.

The background is truly rich for several generations, and the family has a strong foundation.

With this face and this acting skill, it will be popular for at least another 30 years.

It's all good.

Until it is broken by Mo Ran.

The current status of the entertainment industry Do you want to come out?Yes, your fans may bless you, your peers may praise you, but your resources must be gone.

Still want to shoot a red drama that is rooted in Zhengmiaohong?Still want TV series on Samsung?Let's do it again.

He Xingci: Does Mo Ran like to eat onions?

Nan Yan said with a mouthful of old blood:? ? ?

He asked me why he likes to eat green onions, I think you really want to eat my fist.

Nan Yan said bluntly: No, whether he eats or not is none of your business.Are you getting too close to Mo Ran?

He Xing said that there is, isn't he and Mo Ran the same as the beginning?

He Xingci: No, I was like that with him, and I also said that you are very close to Xu Yang.

Can this be the same? !He and Xu Yang are just business bragging friends, for the sake of you two artists, sit down and calm down.

Nan Yan: Forget it, I’ll talk to you when you come back to Shanghai. Let me tell you, Mo Ran doesn’t like green onions. He hates onions, coriander, peppers and other things you like. In short, what do you like and what does he hate? , understand?

Nan Yan wanted him to understand that the generation gap between him and Mo Ran meant that they couldn't eat together.

He heard from Xu Yang that the disgust that Mo Ran has shown over the years is no less than his own He Xingci.

Hate eating onions.

Also put so many onions.

Is this pampering him, or tolerant of everyone?

The dry lower lip was until the skin was broken, He Xingci licked the rust-like bloody smell with the tip of his tongue, and he looked at Mo Ran's figure in a daze.

This person seems to have more secrets than he knows.

"Hi!"

The door of the homestay was opened, and the six people were frightened by a haughty greeting.

Seeing the people at the door clearly, a few people other than He Xingci went up to greet him, but He Xingci was so speechless that he rolled his eyes.

"He Xingci, what do you mean, the two of us are not welcome?"

The face of his old mother came into his eyes again within two days, what can He Xingci say, he stepped forward to coax the old mother half helplessly, "Mom, you didn't even tell me and Mo Ran in advance when you came. "

He was natural, and brought the name Mo Ran.

And only he himself didn't think there was anything wrong.

Rong Yue hugged her son and refused to let go, but Father He pulled him away. This son, before getting married, knew that he would always talk about his partner.

The aroma of the food wafted out, and Rong Yue was greedy. She tiptoed to the kitchen, admiring and surprised, her eyes widened: "Mo Ran can cook? This kid is very powerful..."

Under Xu Ying's calm surface was a pounding heart, and He Mu's tone, could it be...

She changed her position calmly, smiled sweetly at He Mu, and raised her favorability for Mo Ran: "Auntie, you may not know that Mo Ran is very good at taking care of people in the group. He doesn't talk much, but he is kind Woolen cloth."

He Xingci smiled softly and said, "That's right, Mom."

In my heart: what kind of hospitality is it? It's not good for you!