The days of frying CP with the enemy

"It's okay, I'm a little confused when I woke up. Get up and wash up. I'll take you downstairs. Didn't you tell me you still have work last night?" The honey lemonade on the bedside table renews the life.

After drinking the water, the other person on the bed showed no intention of getting up, so he put on his clothes:

"President Mo, I'm reluctant to leave. It's good to hug her warm, fragrant and soft jade, and of course you can't forget about Zhengye."

Immediately afterwards, He Xingci felt a commotion on the bed. The man put on his clothes, brushed his teeth and washed his face at an extremely fast speed. The progress of human action.

Within 2 minutes, Mo Ran cleaned himself up, turned his head and smiled at him:

"As you said, it's gone."

...?Be careful when stealing resources

He Xingci didn't know if he was sleepy or really stupid, his legs were heavy with gold, and he couldn't take a step out.

When he reacted, he ran to the balcony, gritted his teeth and watched the man get into the car, rolled up the window, turned his head to him, and the car drove away like that.

"!!! You xx!" He Xingci stood on the balcony and jumped.

In the next room, Rong Yue got up early to check on the situation of the two of them. She was wearing a rich green pajamas, yawning and walked to her son's room. His son was gesticulating on the balcony. She knocked on the door and said:

"In the morning, what are you doing, the kid who burned the ink, left so early."

"Yes...he left so early." The more He Xingci said, the more aggrieved he became. He was originally trying to tease him, but he collapsed back on the bed with lowered eyebrows and looked sideways at his old mother, "Mom, you woke up so early what."

Rong Yue hugged her arms and snorted coldly, leaning against the door frame: "Of course I came to see how you and Mo Ran are doing."

She wouldn't say it, she planned to get up early to eavesdrop.

As a result, I overslept.

Overheard did not listen.

Great!

Seeing through the old mother's heart, He Xingci didn't bother to reveal it, his tone was tired, and he stared at the ceiling: "What time do you say, leave so early, work is more important than life." The words that sounded very concerned, showed him everywhere. selfishness.

His mouth really needs to be changed.

It's not good to say that integrity is bad, and if you say no to something you want out of face, the consequence is that you really don't give it to him.

He frowns: "Mom, do you think it's time for me to change my character?"

It's rare for a son to have such awareness, Rong Yue smiled: "You have a good temper, tell me, what should be changed."

"Since my mother said I have a good temper, then I won't change it. I think I'm pretty good too!"

"..."

The He family always had breakfast early, before seven o'clock, the family of five sat around the table, enjoying the rare reunion breakfast.There are all kinds of dishes, even western food, but He Xingci just doesn't know what to eat.

He took a sip of the milk in the bowl, and immediately his expression twisted: "Mom, what is this, it's so fishy."

Rong Yue raised her head while reading the newspaper, and cast a sharp eye:

"This is goat's milk. Drinking goat's milk in the morning is good for your health."

Today's children don't understand these things too much, and their mouths are trashed.Something is wrong with the junk food ration.

Ha ha.

He Xingci said that what he misses now is the two yuan a pack of soy milk and buns on the roadside. He thinks those things are much more delicious than the greasy meals on the table.

Grandpa He took off his presbyopic glasses, "Xingci, did Mo Ran tell you anything?"

He Xingci didn't understand: "No...he didn't say anything to me, what did you tell him?"

"No, we just chatted about things in the company." Grandpa He's expression seemed hesitant to speak, he pushed away the current affairs newspaper and changed the subject, "Okay, it's okay, I'll read the newspaper, you continue to chat. "

It seems that something is hidden from him... He Xingci took a sip of borscht and swallowed it with difficulty. He was not in a hurry. If Mo Ran didn't take the initiative to tell him, he would not ask.

After a meal that didn't suit his appetite, He Xingci was not full and rubbed his flat stomach. He brought back two birds from the front yard, one in each hand, and began to walk the birds in the area near the old house.

No one else could enter this place, and he didn't need to wear a mask or hat to cover it up. He comfortably walked around with the two birds in his arms.

"Beep--"

"Beep--"

He stopped, and a car behind him was beeping its horn. He subconsciously moved to the side, and the familiar license plate number was getting closer and closer to him.

The car window was rolled down, and the steaming buns and soy milk came into view first. He Xingci grinned happily when he saw who was in the car.

"You still know how to come back."

Hearing this tone, it sounded like a young wife scolding her husband who didn't come home all night.

The "husband" blew cold steamed buns intimately, and the "little wife" had inconvenient hands, so the "husband" gently stuffed them into his mouth, waiting for him to finish eating one bite at a time.

Mo Ran discovered for the first time that watching people eat is also a kind of enjoyment.

Feeding cubs is really a joyful thing.

After eating a steamed stuffed bun with thin skin, He Xingci was instantly happy. This is what breakfast should taste like.Xu Shi hasn't returned to the old house for breakfast for a long time, and the meals from snacks to adults are not suitable for taste.

This person who is connected with his heart brings what he wants most at the moment.

Mo Ran is always like this, appearing when he needs it most.

The oil stains on the meat buns stained the corner of his mouth, and Mo Ran laughed, instead of reminding him, he recorded the scene with his mobile phone.

The gentle sun shone behind him against the light in the morning, and he smiled brightly and beautifully.

"You secretly photographed me!" He Xingci reacted when he heard a click, and in return Mo Ran pressed the shooting button again, and the before and after photos were greatly contrasted.He thought about it for a while, and it was not a loss, "This is considered an even balance between the two of us, and I will pay you for breakfast."

The two men chatted against the morning light and only had each other in their eyes.

In a silver car a row away from them, the camera was focusing.

The iconic pair of hanging eyes on the mask are vicious and vicious.

Very good, Mo Ran even came in at He Xingci's house.

The disagreement between people turned out to be an illusion created, but he thought his brother was too naive.

With white bandages wrapped around his fingers, he clicked the switch button with a little difficulty to view the photos he took.

He snorted coldly under the mask.

He Xingci, your good days are coming to an end soon.

Time flies, and in the next few days, Mo Ran is busy with work. The two people spend time chatting on WeChat during the day, and Mo Ran finishes work at night, or in the background, they play video chats, wishing to engrave each other's voice into their bones.

He Xingci often felt sorry for him, so no matter how much he thought about Mo Ran, he would still tell him to go to bed quickly, and he took the initiative to be the cruel person and hung up the phone.

There is a lyric that says: You may have fallen asleep, but I still want to miss you for a while before falling asleep.

Different beds, the practice of two people is the same as above.

After killing the rest time of the week, the filming of "No Wind, No Waves" is about to start. According to the usual practice, He Xingci brought the luggage broker to the shooting location one day in advance.

In the nanny's car, He Xingci's head shook with the bumps of the car:

"Nan Yan, I'm staying in a dormitory or a hotel this time."

He turned his head to look out of the car window, and several named artists walked in with a team of people who could form a demolition team carrying some small luggage.

Artists wear masks and hats, and hold mobile phones in their hands.

He looked at himself again, together with the driver, there were three people in this car.

Perhaps become the least well-known first-line artist in 0202.

Nan Yan blew on his freshly manicured nails, and snorted coldly: "Of course you can't control your mouth if you live in a dormitory or a hotel. This is a men's team talent show, but it's just a little bit younger, and the rules are for men. Group rules."

The implication is that I am old qwq

He is only 27 years old, how old is he? !

"Hey, we are going to lose contact again." He pretended to be bitter and bitter, "Without me, you are so lonely and boring."

Nan Yan was speechless: "It's a good thing without you. You will cause me trouble all day long. You young masters are too capricious. You test the hearts of ordinary people like us all the time."

He Xingci yelled at being wronged: I didn't, I wasn't, don't talk nonsense!

Denied three.

Is he very rowdy?

No, he is the best entertainer!

The driver pulled over, and the middle seat was occupied by several people, and there seemed to be a dispute.

He Xingci didn't have the habit of watching the excitement, so after getting off the car, he asked Nan Yan, who also didn't like to join in the excitement, to walk to the lobby of the museum with a suitcase in hand.

Unfortunately, to get there, He Xingci had to pass through the two quarreling teams.

Sunglasses that were always in the trouser pocket came in handy.

Hey?Brother Drag wholeheartedly dragged the suitcase in.

Halfway there, he heard...

"Chu Yunjue, you are still messing with me now, can you see if the wound on your face has healed?"

Chu... Yun... Jue?

First, the chill came to my heart, why is this person so lingering.

Immediately out of curiosity, he turned his head and glanced away with a cold face.

Thanks to the sunglasses, he happened to see the moment when the woman in high heels next to Chu Yunjue pulled off his mask.

"Pfft—" He Xingci really didn't mean it!

In the car, he didn't realize that Chu Yunjue was the one wearing the mask.

The woman didn't call him by his name, and He Xingci would never believe that his cheap brother's face was swollen like a pig's head, and he could only see with a pair of eyes, which man hit him, so beautiful!

Nan Yan put his arm on his shoulder, "Don't look, let's go."

He Xingci responded inwardly, and at the same time gloated over the injury on his face, the two emotions were complicatedly intertwined.

This feeling is different from the ink burning at the beginning.

He was even more convinced that he had unknowingly fallen in love with Mo Ran a long time ago.

The cheap brother noticed the disdainful attention that He Xingci swept over. He lowered his head and put on the mask, and pulled away the fingers of the manager, sister Hong, who had pinched his arm red. The strength was too great, and sister Hong stepped back and fell sit on the ground.

She was angry and annoyed, Chu Yunjue was getting more and more difficult to control.

Dust embedded in the big red nails.

A group of people who were arguing with them saw that they were fighting among themselves, so they didn't bother to care about it, so they slipped away.

He Xing, who was in a good mood, resigned and came to the lounge not long after.

Immediately, a bolt from the blue was received.