The days of frying CP with the enemy

Fortunately, when he went out last night because the weather turned cold, he added a thin turtleneck sweater, and tiptoed to the curtains to pull them open.The sudden light made his eyes hurt. After closing his eyes for a little relief, he picked up the messy clothes on the ground and picked out his own.

Mo Ran was also very tired last night, this silly boy must be exhausted after catching a plane in the afternoon.

After getting dressed and wearing a mask, He Xingci took some fruit and went out.

Mo Ran woke up not long after he left, and waved his big hand to the side, leaving him with an empty and cold bed, and the soft and tender skin felt like a good dream he had last night.He opened his eyes in displeasure, getting up with mixed emotions, he turned over and took his mobile phone to check the time.

Oh, it's past eight o'clock.

Bad little ear: I'm leaving, I didn't wake you up because I was afraid that you would be too tired, sleep more, I'm going to shoot a show, okay?

muah.

muah.

Xiao Mo rolled back and forth on the bed happily, and when he got up, the breath dissipated, the haze disappeared, and there was only happiness!What does his star speech say to him!

He picked up his phone and replied: Well, you're awake, you should pay attention to rest, does your leg still hurt?

At this time, He Xingci had just found an excuse to sneak out of the dormitory. He almost forgot that the dormitory had to collect the mobile phone every night. He locked the door before going out last night. It happened that the management staff collected the mobile phone late. I thought he was asleep, so I didn't ask any more questions.

Seeing that He Xingci came back from the outside the next day, the management staff were collectively confused.

Fortunately, He Xingci used his sincere face whenever something happened to impress them. Otherwise, the surveillance would check and it would be fine for others to go out and talk nonsense.

He's not ready to tell Nanyan about it now.

At least for now.

He and Mo Ran still have a lot of work to do, and his parents misunderstood them from the beginning, so He Xingci couldn't say anything.

He was sitting in the car rubbing his slightly sore temples from the series of things he did after he was dizzy last night. ,what?"

He Xing looked at the screen in a low-brightness tone and chatted with Li Sikong.

Li Sikong stuffed the last mouthful of steamed buns in his mouth and wiped his hands, "Brother He knows that Chu Yunjue didn't, he was going to participate in your show, but suddenly he quit, no, there is a commotion on the Internet, and the official fans are torn apart It’s so ugly.” Li Sikong said vividly, and his hairs stood on end for a while, “I don’t pay attention to entertainment gossip, but I happened to see it today, it’s so scary.”

After returning the message to Mo Ran, He Xingci didn't even give him an extra look. He started the fruit-slicing game, with a big watermelon in his hand, and the red juice of the watermelon was splashed on the background board:

"He, I know. It's so fierce online, you can describe it to me." Excited JPG.

Listening to He Xingci and wanting to know, Li Sikong took out his phone and looked for a screenshot of himself, "Nononuo, look, how ugly they are swearing at people, this Chu Yunjue is not responsible enough, he just said one word to quit on Weibo, There is no explanation for just this one word, and his manager seems to be tearing up with him too?"

Some people really can play to death without He Xingci's shots. He Xingci looked at his head and said, "Tsk tsk tsk...so some people are retribution. Little boy, the road can be more and more steadfast, crooked ways and unrighteous intentions will come back sooner or later."

Although he didn't know what He Xingci was talking about, Li Sikong could hear that he was praising himself, he laughed, "Brother He, your mouth is so sweet."

He Xingci pinched his tender face, pretending to be disgusted, "What's the matter, is it because you have a crush on your brother?"

Li Sikong looked serious: "Brother's mouth is so sweet, I want to kiss it."

He Xingci looked at the phone screen and didn't look at him, so naturally he couldn't notice the sincerity in Li Sikong's eyes, he almost collapsed from laughter, "You brother He knows that you are attractive to both men and women, but boy, you are not my taste. "

"Then what does Brother He like?"

"You Brother He...Your Brother He likes...I won't tell you what I like. Anyway, you are too young, so you can't do it hahaha." He laughed a few times generously, but he couldn't laugh anymore.

The theater will be here soon.

It only takes such a short time to drive such a long distance, He Xingci can't wait to walk here.

After getting out of the car, he reluctantly handed over his mobile phone.

Online dating partner, let's talk tonight!

After Mo Ran woke up, he lay down for a while, recalling the appearance of He Xingci last night, he dragged the quilt and took a deep breath.This is the quilt that his Xing Ci slept on, take it back and throw it away, and the people in the hotel can't touch it.

So, he called Uncle Su.

"Hello, Uncle Su, I'm in the hotel that I asked you to book last night, and now I'm asking someone to clean up the room, put away all the quilts in the room, and take them home."

Uncle Su followed Mo Ran from childhood to adulthood. He understands that his young master has a weird temper and does not allow people to get close to him, but the behavior of bringing the hotel quilt home...he really can't figure it out:

"Ah, Xiao Mo, you mean to take away all the quilts in the room where you slept?"

Mo Ran's tone was firm: "Yes, the fee will be deducted from my card."

Uncle Su knew that this child's life experience was not easy. Mr. Mo drove his mother crazy and sent him to a nursing home, and brought his third son to live in the house in a stately manner.

This is not a difficult task, Uncle Su agreed: "Hey, no problem, I will ask someone to do it right away."

The ink burned, "That's OK, I hung up."

Uncle Su called him urgently, "Hey, hey, don't hang up."

Mo Ran frowned, "What's wrong, Uncle Su, what else do you have to do?"

"That's it... Sir, I hope you can go home and see him more. He is about to quit at this age. What he means... What he means is that he hopes you will quit the acting circle as soon as possible and go home to take over the company."

After buttoning the last button, Mo Ran, who was flirting violently on the bed, returned to his usual appearance. His cold and resolute face exuded the aura of not being close to strangers. He looked at himself in the mirror that was specially moved last night, slightly hooked. There was a smile on his lips.

As long as you see and think of things related to He Xingci, your mood will really improve.

He recalled what He Xingci did in front of the mirror last night, and his memory came back again.

It's really... Little Mo Ran is not good.

He regretted letting He Xing quit so early.

He folded up his cuffs elegantly, obviously depressed: "I will not take over the company."

Uncle Su was in a dilemma: "But..."

"I'll grab it."

is an affirmative sentence.

Not the slightest doubt.

What a man under 30 years old said actually shocked Uncle Su on the opposite side. Uncle Su was stunned for a long time, as if countless words were blocked in his throat, he couldn't say anything, he stopped talking for a long time:

"At any rate, Mister is also your biological father."

If that Mo Feiyu could have thought that they were a married couple when he forced his mother to commit suicide by jumping off a building, and if he could have thought that he had such a biological son when he brought his lover home, he might not be able to force him to this day.

His light tone was unemotional, as if he was telling a story about someone else: "If he had thought this way earlier, I would not be like this. Uncle Su, I know you are neutral. No matter how you treat him about this matter, Whether you say it or not, the outcome will not change, how many shares he has given me in the past two years, and how much I have taken, you probably don't know the approximate figures, but you know quite a few."

Mo Feiyu gave him some shares for some unknown purpose, maybe it was guilt, but it was useless guilt for Mo Ran, and the late compensation was as cheap as grass.He thought it was dirty at first, but after thinking about it, his father brought home such a mistress, and he didn't know how many he had raised outside. As long as all the Mo family's property was in his hands, Mo Feiyu and those Will women still love him?The feeling of betrayal, he really wanted him to try.

So Mo Ran has been laying out.

It seems that he is filming in the entertainment industry, but in fact he is slowly buying shares of Mojia in private and infiltrating the company. In the past two years, Mo Feiyu intends to give him the company, but Mo Ran has never wanted it. He said that he mainly focuses on filming.

In fact, he wanted to wait until the wings were full enough to grab them.

Offered.

He doesn't want it, he doesn't care about it.

Grab it.

Then no one will touch it again.

The original intention of becoming an actor was also to get closer to He Xingci.

Now, he can do what he should do without any scruples.

After chatting with Uncle Su, Mo Ran looked at the phone screen and his expression softened again. Only in the face of He Xingci, he was willing to let go of his guard.

And he would never let He Xingci see such a terrifying him.

His angels should not be defiled in the slightest.

Angel He wore a high collar and strode for an hour and a half.

After piercing the body, it is no longer my own.

He leaned on the wall and shivered with his legs. Li Sikong poured a large glass of water, and he drank it after a few gulps. .”

What is the difference between an hour and a half and killing him? !

He shouldn't have gone out fooling around last night!There is only half life left in the mess, and the other half life is almost dying in the zama step.

Li Sikong laughed, "This shows that my master really likes you."

He Xingci's face was about to freeze, "Then you...thank him for me."

"Hearing your tone, you seem to be thanking my family." Said that the old man will arrive soon, he stroked his short white beard and smiled without any anger.

It was only then that He Xingci dared to continue talking with a playful smile. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, "Mr. Qiao, do you really think I have this material?"

I have never encountered such a direct and open question, and the old man was stunned by his question. After he realized it, he couldn't laugh or cry, and his favorability soared, "Smart, I like to tell a sensible person like you, can you be my apprentice?" Yeah, I'll teach you by hand."

Li Sikong thought he heard it wrong, and reacted more than He Xingci, "Master!"