The days of frying CP with the enemy

He Xingci changed the dirty clothes, wiped the place indiscriminately, echoed the eyes and words of Mo Ran's study at the door, his ears were hot, he crumpled into a ball and threw it into the dirty clothes basket, he put on the white t-shirt, held the side of the cup Drink and walk outside.

It's all men... it's all men...

It doesn't matter... It doesn't matter... I understand everything...

He frantically gave himself tranquilizers.

No one knows who the protagonist of the picture he thinks about when he is in the toilet, it's okay, no one knows.

Qin Ran came out after flushing the toilet and happened to meet He Xingci, he grabbed the hem of his clothes and said meanly, "Would you like tea?"

He Xingci smiled awkwardly but politely, "How about a cup? I brewed it. It's a good Longjing tea."

"No, no, no, I don't drink it, I don't need it yet," Qin Man said something, leaning over to touch his shoulder, lowering his voice, "Tea can protect the kidney function, but ah, the most important thing for this man is to drink more. Exercise, be more temperate, understand?"

I understand... I understand your size!When he raised his hand, his brain collapsed. He almost spilled the tea, and his expression was embarrassing and indignant: "What are you talking about? Where are you thinking? I'm fine everywhere!"

The two were fighting and fighting, and Luo Ran leaned against the wall while biting the straw of millet porridge.

"Save some energy, the director may not come up with any strange tricks today."

He Xingci knew that Luo Ran was scared by the director yesterday.Looking at Qin Man's much darker face close at hand, he couldn't help grinning, "Why don't you choose this one with me, and I came back yesterday without suffering much."

The millet porridge was sucked by Luo Ran, his tone was sour, and he was a little bit unhappy: "No, you and Mo Ran are cooperating very well, I watched the first issue."

He Xingci's emotional intelligence was blocked for a while, Luo Ran said so many words, it was those two words that aroused his electric current.Recalling all the unbelievable shame and disgust-like pain in the toilet in the morning, he felt his stomach tighten.

He walked towards the hall, "Forget it, by the way, Luo Ran, why did you suddenly want to play games the day before yesterday?" He yawned and sat on the sofa. Haven’t worn it yet, let’s talk about it.”

Luo Ran looked surprised: "You don't know what day it is?"

You know, the day when I reunited with Xuying.

He Xingci really didn't know, "What date?"

"I don't have a lot of days. I just have itchy hands suddenly. I plan to do a live broadcast for a while after the filming of the show. You..."

"Okay!" He Xingci agreed before he finished speaking, his legs stretched out, and he leaned on the sofa like a loafer, "Call me when the time comes, I will help you out, my hands are itchy too to die."

This scene was seen by two middle-aged men who came back from a walk.

Without talking nonsense, Rong Yue threw the bananas hanging outside the homestay and scolded him: "The older you get, the less handsome you become. You can't sit or stand. Look at how good your friends are, and then look at yourself."

Maybe it's because she's middle-aged, Rong Yue's words of reprimanding He Xingci have changed back to her childhood.

Being hit precisely, He Xingci pretended to be in pain.

Rong Yue hurried to see if her son was really hurt.

Just sitting next to He Xingci, He Xingci folded his legs and peeled the banana. The skin was like a child, and he ate the banana: "Mom, don't be angry, look, isn't my cousin sitting still? ?”

Rong Yue turned her head to look, but instead of looking at Qin Man, she saw Mo Ran sitting in front of the table with her back straight.Big black-rimmed glasses framed his face, and his side profile looked like a gentle scum teacher who came out of a cartoon.

The ink burned very well, "Good morning, auntie, breakfast is in the restaurant, you and uncle will drink some warm water first, which is good for your health."

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...?

This wave of miraculous operations made He Xingci's teeth itch. Is this my parents or your parents, do you need to behave so well?

He Xingci's parents are no better than He Xingci who is grinding their teeth in the back. The husband and wife look at each other very well. The discussion last night seems to have a result. The child Mo Ran is better than their Xingci self-discipline. Both sides can be taken care of.

Her gratification and recognition increased a little bit, and the little woman's shyness was also fully revealed: "Thanks to the child Mo Ran for taking care of me, and Xingci also please take care of me. ..."

Seeing that Rong Yue was about to shake out He Xingci's old book by rambling, He Xingci suddenly found the familiar furry ball next to his old mother's collarbone.

He twitched his lips: "Mom... have you put on the radio microphone?"

Rong Yue has not set foot in the entertainment industry for many years, so she has little knowledge of these things, she said, "Yes, don't you wear it from morning to night, I think it's too annoying to take it off, so I put it on early."

Fortunately, his old mother was not born in this era, otherwise her mouth would support countless gossip magazines.

He squinted Mo Ran holding the computer and looking at things seriously.

Hmm... These black-rimmed glasses are quite nice.

Hey, hey, he shook his head, what was he thinking!

"Buzz..."

phone vibration.

His parents went to the restaurant for dinner, and He Xingci returned to the sofa angrily with a bun in his mouth, and unlocked the phone with his fingerprint, huh?Ink burning hair?

He raised his head in a daze with his bun in his mouth, intertwined with Mo Ran's eyes, and opened an inexplicable love in the air.

Really... so close, why send WeChat, and what can the two of them talk about?

Mo Ran: Peeking is a technical job.

The bun was stuck in his throat, He Xingci choked and coughed, his face was not sure whether it was because of the redness from the choking or the mask that he thought he was hiding well because of being poked open.

Rong Yue's distant voice floated over: "Eat slowly! I tell you to sit down and eat well. If you don't listen, look at Mo Ran and learn from it." crippled.

He Xingci yelled grievances from the bottom of his heart. If you knew what your favorite Mo Ran had sent in private, would you still be able to say that?

I really don't know what kind of magical magic Mo Ran has. Two days ago, his grandpa, who had always seen people with vicious eyes, laughed and praised him endlessly. Now, within two days, he has gradually subdued his old mother.

He hastily responded: "Yes, I see!"

on WeChat.

He Xingci: So you have mastered this technique very well.

Mo Ran: Did you find out?

...How can people accept this?

Boss Mo, who is good at talking to death, didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

He really wanted to ask He Xingci that he found out that he was peeking at him?

Mo Ran's peeking is much more advanced than He Xingci's. He Xingci's peeking can't be called peeking, it should be close to putting his eyes on other people's faces.

I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with Mo Ran, it's still at this juncture.

The energy in the morning passed, and He Xingci realized what he had done.

Shame increases in thousands.

It's really embarrassing to say it out, he is a majestic He Xingci. Before he entered the entertainment industry, the well-known Young Master He in the Beijing circle has been reduced to the point of relying on YY to release himself?

The yy object is still Mo Ran who has been wrong for many years!

What the outside world knows about the He family's power is the tip of the iceberg.

Of course, these should not be too prominent in the entertainment industry, otherwise the top will be chopped off and chopped up will be this handful of leeks.

It can be said that He Xingci has a wide network of people in and out of the circle, and who he wants to rectify in the circle is a matter of one sentence.However, He Xingci has never disdained this kind of power game. On the outside, he looks like a simple rich second generation who entered the entertainment industry and accidentally became popular and became half of the world.

There is no shortage of rich people in the entertainment industry.

The He family is no different in their eyes.

Because of the presence of two elders today, the task is relatively easier. After finishing their work in the morning, they are free in the afternoon.

He Xingci spent the morning in his old mother's "repressive education".

In his old mother's mouth, he is a little waste who stretches out his clothes to eat and opens his mouth, while Mo Ran is a good man in the new century who can do everything.

This man who is a bit taller than himself just smiled restrainedly at the side, and refused to say, "Xing Ci is also great, he is taking care of me", "Xing Ci has always been very caring", which made He's parents even more embarrassed , Can they not know what kind of temper their son has?

Along a country road paved with vegetables outside the B&B, He Xingci sat on a stool, propping his chin and thinking about life.

I said I was thinking, but my mind was empty and I didn't think about anything.

"I want to go out this afternoon."

Mo Ran came from behind.

He Xingci was absent-minded: "Oh."

I added a sentence in my heart: none of my business.

Mo Ran stood behind him, looked down and saw his round head, and stretched out his hand that wanted to rub it back in the air.

"I want to ask you a favor."

"Why should I agree?"

He Xingci knew that Mo Ran was walking back from the sound of the rustling of dried vegetable leaves.He raised the decibel irritably: "Okay, okay! Just help you!"

The pace of returning to He Xingci's side was much faster than walking, Mo Ran teased: "Just now, I still refused."

He Xingci shook his face, and walked back holding the small bench, "I will pay you back for my parents, I don't want to owe you anything."

Don't worry, you will always owe it.

And it can only be repaid by you.

Sitting in the borrowed car, He Xingci rolled up the window, and the sunlight was so strong that it took people away.He obediently closed it within a few seconds.

The back line of someone in the driver's seat is tough and graceful.

He Xingci was secretly jealous.

Just listening to the decibel-depressed voice is so soul-stirring, the teasing filled the car with only two people:

"As I said, peeking is a technical job."

The car window mirror revealed He Xingci's unpreparedness in the rear seat.

"Leave me alone."

No matter how softly he muttered, the people in the front seat heard him.

The tires rubbed against the ground to increase the temperature, the body was bumped, and the mineral water bottle rolled from the front seat to the rear seat.He Xingci leaned on the back of the chair to keep his balance, and the words of inquiry were silent, and Mo Ran had already got out of the car.

What can he do, he can only get out of the car obediently.

The glare of the sun made him unable to open his eyes, and after a while, Mo Ran held up the parasol.

This scene is the same as when he and Mo Ran went to Disney and fell down by himself.

The same glaring sunlight shone behind this person.

Only this time, he wasn't in such a bad mood.

He Xiaoyaoer said unforgivingly, "Your driving skills are not good..."

"Ah!!!—" The scream pierced the silence, He Xingci narrowed his eyes, and the woman with disheveled hair climbed up the big tree, holding the teddy bear doll and muttering in a low voice.

A group of nurses surrounded her.

The golden sun fell on the plaque on the side of the fence.

"Caiyun Zhinan Mental Sanatorium".