The Sand Sculpture Actor Awakens

"Rong... um, Rong Qian," Ban Zhun couldn't finish his sentence, his slightly cold fingertips gripped Rong Qian's jacket, "you let it go... I'll come down, I'll run by myself..."

While struggling, Ban Zhun inevitably saw the unwillingness in Yang Wenzhuo's eyes behind him, as well as the extremely obvious mockery on his face, and couldn't help feeling even more ashamed.

Being carried on his body by such a brat, where would he put the face of the dignified Vice President of Banshi?

"It snowed last night and the ground is slippery."

Rong Qian carried Ban Zhun on his shoulders, and his steps were still brisk.

He walked very steadily, and his legs were very long, so just this kind of fast walking that seemed to be teasing people already made Yang Wenzhuo feel insulted.

But compared to Yang Wenzhuo, it was Ban Zhun himself who hoped that Ban Zhun would get off Rong Qian more.

"It's okay... I'll walk carefully... No... No... It will hold you back."

Ban Zhun pursed his lips in embarrassment, patted Rong Qian's shoulder lightly, and assured him again that he would never lose the chain.

Rong Qian was very dissatisfied with Ban Zhun's words.

Does he feel like he's doing it out of fear that he'll be dragging his feet.

While thinking about it, Rong Qian had no time to think about what kind of psychology Ban Zhun did. He only slightly loosened the strength in the crook of his arm, allowing Ban Zhun to breathe a sigh of relief. Thin waist.

Ban Zhun saw that Rong Qian's pressure on his leg became much lighter, and he thought that he was about to let him down, but before he could catch his breath, Rong Qian pressed directly on his waist, It seems that the intention is to make him more honest.

Ban Zhun, who had completely controlled his range of motion, felt a burst of force coming from his waist, and that force hit his back with a comforting warmth, making Ban Zhun feel no longer the morning chill in an instant. .

Ban Zhun's heart beat uncontrollably again.

Rong Qian's voice was indifferent, but he was explaining to him after all: "During normal training, we often carry sandbags, so you don't have to worry about it."

Ban Zhun: "???"

This kid used him as a sandbag?

Outrageous!

He is majestic...

"Well."

Rong Qian suddenly snorted, but quickly suppressed the originally inconspicuous voice, as if holding back something.

Ban Zhun was carried off the ground by Rong Qian, and the anxiety of not being able to eat breakfast disappeared, so he could not concentrate on anything else, and he could hear Rong Qian's voice clearly.

"what happened?"

During the interrogation, Ban Zhun even took time to look at Yang Wenzhuo and his wife who stopped to pant midway and bent over their knees to rest, so he became more relieved.

For a while, he forgot to persuade Rong Qian to let him go again.

"It's all right."

Rong Qian shook his head, but his slightly clenched right hand showed his pain at the moment.

Give him other attention, and it might be a little quieter.

But even though Ban Zhun scratched his palm, Rong Qian didn't feel any obvious pain. On the contrary, the sudden touch was like... a cat's paw gently scratching.

Itchy.

Ban Zhun realized that as long as Rong Qian was by his side, he would either be injured or unlucky, so he patted Rong Qian nervously on the shoulder:

"Put me down quickly, they can't run anymore."

Although these small courtyards of the guests are adjacent to each other, they are nearly 800 meters away from the landlord’s compound where the director team is located. Reached within minutes, it is clear that they are messing with them.

The college students who are in their good years are exhausted after running 1000 meters and 800 meters, let alone adults whose legs are degenerating all day long.

Rong Qian turned his head and took a look, and found that Yang Wenzhuo, who was left far behind by him, was indeed squatting on the ground and looking at them with gritted teeth, the little flames of anger in his eyes were burning.

The desire to win in his heart has been greatly satisfied, and it seems that he really has no reason to carry Ban Zhun anymore.

Just as Rong Qian was about to bend down to put Ban Zhun down, he found that Yang Wenzhuo had chased after him again, dragging his dying wife.

Seeing this scene, Rong Qian directly changed the direction of Ban Zhun who was resting on his shoulders, put it on his back, pressed Ban Zhun's back, and rushed towards the landlord's compound.

Poor little Ben is always shrewd all his life, but in the end he was tossed and tossed in every corner on his shoulders and back by such a brat.

"We~we~have to get~the first~first~know..."

Ban Zhun's voice was trembling more than a tenor, but even so, he still didn't forget his breakfast.

In a trance, Ban Zhun seemed to hear the young man behind his back laughing uncontrollably. Before he poked his head to see Rong Qian's expression carefully, the ancestor's speed accelerated a lot. The cold wind The blow was so loud that Ban Zhun couldn't even open his eyes, he could only curl up in the down jacket hat behind Rong Qian's neck like a quail.

When he came back to his senses, with Rong Qian's support, Ban Zhun managed to find the sensation in his leg, holding the drum stick that Rong Qian handed over, and in front of Yang Wenzhuo who arrived late, proud The ground was chiseled to the big gong on the courtyard gate.

"Chong-!!!"

The hope in Yang Wenzhuo's and his wife's eyes died down with Ban Zhun's gong.

The director came out of the room with a loudspeaker and announced the result:

"Congratulations to Ah Zhun and Jasper for winning No.1 and having the right to choose breakfast~"

"Brother Zhuo and Sister Han won a cup of soy milk, two fried dough sticks, and three steamed buns with the excellent results of No.2!"

Before the words were finished, Jin Yang and Luo Sheng rushed into the courtyard gate, seeing that Ban Zhun was already waiting for them with the hot water bottle handed over by Zhou Yang, they were relieved.

They want to win No.1, a large part of the reason is because of Ban Zhun.

After all, during the arm wrestling match yesterday, Ban Zhun blatantly offended Yang Wenzhuo because of the two of them.

Ban Zhun's family has a big business, and they have always lived a delicate and luxurious life. Naturally, they don't lack anything, and Jin Yang also knows that his and Luo Sheng's abilities are really limited, so he can only repay Ban Zhun's love with these small things of grabbing breakfast for them. their help.

Seeing that Jin Yang and Luo Sheng looked at themselves instead of the director as soon as they entered the hospital, Ban Zhun couldn't understand what they meant, and suddenly felt warm in his heart, so he smiled at Luo Sheng and motioned them to sit beside him.

"Xiao Yang and Ewing also received the No.2 reward, please wait here for a while~"

When the director announced the result, he couldn't help but sweat for Director Qiao and his wife.

Although it was a competition, he had to personally deliver a sumptuous breakfast to the two behind the camera. After all, if Mr. Qiao really lost his temper and quit, their show would be over.

Unexpectedly, the laughter of the staff suddenly came from the dining area:

"Teacher Ban, do you have to eat so much for breakfast?"

"Haha, I prepared it for Director Qiao and Teacher Luan."

Ban Zhun was holding a white porcelain bowl, holding a clip and standing with Rong Qian, almost head-to-head planning which meals to choose for them, completely forgetting the distance between them for a while.

"Qiao Dao has high blood sugar, so I can't eat this, help me to pinch that, yes, a little of that konjac, a little bit spicy, just appetizing."

Rong Qian's eyelashes were touched by the soft hair on Ban Zhun's forehead that had static electricity due to the dry air. His command, obediently pointing where to hit.

Only the sweaty fingertips could reveal his astringent state of mind at this moment.

When Qiao Musheng panted and pushed open the courtyard door, Ban Zhun had prepared breakfast for the two of them, holding two cups of warm water and smilingly waiting for Qiao Musheng who had finished beating the gong.

"Director Qiao and Teacher Luan drink water."

Luan Yueping took the cup from Ban Zhun with a smile, and expressed her gratitude to Rong Qian who opened the chair for them.

All the guests took their seats in front of the camera.

Qiao Musheng set the dinner plate for Luan Yueping, and smiled as he watched his wife bow her head and drink the porridge.

Ewing hugged Ban Zhun and added a lot of breakfast for the two of them, and he and Jin Yang sweetly fed each other.

Even Song Sihan had two custard buns that Ban Zhun gave her.

Except for Yang Wenzhuo, breakfast was carried out in an orderly and warm atmosphere.

After the meal, Song Sihan took the initiative to wash the dishes with Luan Yueping by the sink, and drove Ewing, who couldn't do housework, out of the kitchen with a smile.

"Ah Zhun's waist is pretty good~ she's still so energetic after doing her handstand."

Yang Wenzhuo grotesquely put one hand on his hip and held a cup of soy milk in the other hand, standing at the table panting while drinking.

"Mr. Yang, why don't you just sit down and eat?" Rong Qian said with a faint smile as if he regretted it just after finishing his sentence, "Oh, you don't need to sit on a chair to eat the amount of breakfast that Mr. Yang has."

Yang Wenzhuo: "..." nm.

He was always worried about what Rong Qian did yesterday, so he came up with a trick he thought was brilliant:

"Ah Zhun's waist is so good, why didn't we see you play like this when we were playing in Jinbihuanghuang before?"

When Yang Wenzhuo said this, he didn't care at all whether there was a camera filming them, presumably he was not prepared to save face for Ban Zhun at all.

Rong Qian raised his head and glanced lightly at Yang Wenzhuo's smiling face.

When Yang Wenzhuo said this, he had no other purpose other than to stir up conflicts between himself and Ban Zhun.

Rong Qian had known for a long time that what Ban Zhun had done in Jinbihuanghuang did not fail to be on the table, so he put down the napkin that was wiping the table in his hand, and asked Yang Wenzhuo casually:

"Mr. Yang, when you went to Jinbihuanghuang, which young master did you like to order?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the videographer in charge of Yang Wenzhuo and his wife walked over with Song Sihan, carrying a camera, probably shooting her storyboard.

Hearing Rong Qian's question, Song Sihan's expression changed drastically, and he threw the rag in his hand on the dining table, pointed at Yang Wenzhuo's nose: "Come here!"

Ban Zhun couldn't help turning his head and laughing.

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When everyone returned to the small courtyard after breakfast and was allowed by the program team to do their own things, after the release of the promotional poster of "It's a Little Thing to Love You", the first version of the leading film has also been cut.

The program group has always been happy. During the first wave of publicity, they released huge posters of four groups of couples.

The first four are the cover photos of the four couples in formal attire, the fifth is the title of "A Little Thing to Love You", and the sixth to ninth are photos of the four couples in pajamas, grand and lazy Parallel, full of creativity.

It's just that the comment area doesn't seem to buy it very much:

[Fuck, is that idiot really here?How dare he do it]

[I heard from friends in the industry that after he had a car accident, he accepted a variety show. I thought he was stupid.]

[He deserves to have a car accident and bully our family Yuxing in the film crew]

[Yes, yes, the slap scene last time almost ruined Xing Xing's face]

[Didn't it follow that it was revealed that Bai Yuxing was doing something to Ban Zhun offstage, and that's why Ban Zhun beat him back out of revenge?]

【Who will believe it?Whoever has the money has the final say, disgusting]

Some of them spoke for Ban Zhun, but they were immediately overwhelmed by bad comments:

[Actually, he is also quite puzzling. He has such a large family business and refuses to inherit it, so he has to come to the entertainment circle to wade through this muddy water]

[To put it too politely, he is just a shit-stirring stick, making the circle a mess]

[Ban Zhun has always been a very hardworking actor, I have always liked him (two yuan for one piece, delete in brackets)]

【Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha senior black brother】

After the pilot film was released, the number of pre-orders on the exclusive broadcast platform increased linearly with the momentum of Sky Monkey, and quickly climbed to the homepage, and at the same time gained greater exposure.

[Holy shit, the one next to Ban Zhun... what kind of peerless beast is that, the back muscles can be seen clearly through the clothes, oh fuck...how did such a good-looking boy fall into his hands? 】

[Cut, boy, let me ask you who doesn't know what kind of guy Ban Zhun is, he's the best at beating people with money]

[Absolutely a partner, just to make money together, once the show is over, it will be filmed and parted directly]

[Yes, yes, I have a friend. When he was working in Xbihui, he could always see Ban Zhun taking those little boys %&*￥#%&...]

【I'm fucking real】

[Why lie to you, if you don't believe me, go to search, many people say that]

Ban Zhun, who also paid attention to the comment section of the official Weibo, put down the ax in his hand, squatted on the ground and stared at the screen silently, so he stopped the barrage that continued to frantically move.

He swallowed, turned his head to look at Rong Qian who was also looking at the phone screen, feeling a little guilty.

It really made the netizens say it was right.

Rong Qian really asked him to spend money on it.

But the more he said that, the more Rong Qian might hate him.

When he was nervous, Ban Zhun secretly glanced at Rong Qian behind him, and then quickly looked away when the young man wanted to raise his eyes, and continued to browse the comment area.

[Upstairs sister, you can pull it down, little boy?You pull back to 31 minutes and [-] seconds, the little boy in your mouth almost broke Yang Wenzhuo's bones]

[Hahahahaha I saw it just now, Yang Wenzhuo's face turned green]

[I usually see him in ins, isn't he very good at training?How could you be delirious by such a young child?]

【However, this show is really amazing, it actually managed to invite Qiao to come, and Jin Yang, who never gave sweets, was willing to participate】

【Woooooh, my Ewing, my peerless cutie ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh>

【It's a pity that there is this rat shit like Ban Zhun】

[Yeah, I'm blind, why should I look at this kind of thing. 】

【Why didn't he just crash to death in a car accident】

【I couldn't agree more】

Ban Zhun's hand trembled, he almost couldn't hold the phone in his palm, and he didn't dare to look at the vicious curse on the screen.

"Rong Qian... you, do you need to rest for a while?"

Ban Zhun rubbed his numb legs, stood up from the ground while supporting a wooden stake on one side, and said to Rong Qian.

Rong Qian looked up at the young man's face, his brows were slightly frowned.

I don't know if it's because of the gloomy sky, or because of some other reasons, Ban Zhun's face is a little pale, and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth seems extremely far-fetched at this moment.

Rong Qian was thinking of going back to the house, but he didn't intend to tell Ban Zhun, but he suddenly felt that Ban Zhun was a little... pitiful?

So I answered him without thinking, "I'm going to read a book."

Ban Zhun nodded again and again, "Okay, good to read, let's go."

I thought that after Rong sneaked into the house, he would come out after the program team delivered lunch.

Unexpectedly, the young man took the book and walked out of the house, and sat back to the place just now to continue basking in the sun.

It seems to be deliberately accompanying.

Ban Zhun inexplicably felt a lot better.

The task given to the guests by the program group is to chop the firewood allocated to them in the yard in advance before noon.

Ban Zhun naturally wouldn't let Rong Qian help him with the work, so after receiving the task card, he went into the yard by himself with an ax in hand.

"Rong Qian, help me get that flashlight."

Ban Zhun bent down to pick up firewood, and said to Rong Qian without looking back.

Rong Qian was busy talking to Nian Anton on his mobile phone, but he didn't hear Ban Zhun's words for a while, and still stared at the mobile phone screen with lowered eyes.

Ban Zhun originally felt that it was a very sinful thing for him to bother Rong Qian, but now seeing that Rong Qian was unwilling to talk to him or help him, he even lost the courage to stand up and go to Rong Qian's side to get a flashlight.

He had a wooden thorn in his finger and urgently needed a flashlight to see where the thorn was.

"Mr. Xiaoban."

The door of the small courtyard was pushed open from the outside, and accompanied by two hearty smiles, a tall man in a coat came in from the outside.

Ban Zhun sniffed and looked at the man.

The next second, he stood up excitedly, "Teacher Han?"

Rong Qian looked up at him subconsciously, and his eyes fell on the mature man with a natural temperament, as if his bones were full of elegance.

Han see?

Looking at Ban Zhun who was chopping firewood alone, Han Jian asked bluntly, "Haha, I came to the program group as soon as I got off the plane, but it was still late, no, hurry up and apologize to the guests, Mr. Ban, Why are you completing the task by yourself?"

In order to establish Rongqian's personality and prevent his ancestor from being ridiculed by the online group, Ban Zhun hurriedly said with a smile, "He is not feeling well today, and he is usually the one who works."

Han Jian cast a half-believing glance at Rong Qian, then smiled playfully, "Really?"

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Ban Zhun's answer, and continued directly: "I can call you A Zhun together with the director and the others instead of calling you Xiao Ban Zong?"

Ban Zhun was taken aback, and nodded with a smile, "...Of course, Teacher Han, you can do whatever you want."

Rong Qian tightened his fingers slightly on the page.

Han Jian, who had achieved his goal, was about to say a few more warm words to his classmate Zhun, when he suddenly saw the blood on his right fingertips, and made a fuss, "Oh!"

"Tsk, Ah Zhun, what did you do? Why are you still bleeding?"

Rong Qian sat up straight, frowning and looked at them.

However, Han Jian turned his back to him, and while looking down at the wound on Ban Zhun's hand, he completely blocked his sight.

Ban Zhun hated being touched by others. Although he was the senior whom he had always respected and admired, he withdrew his hand and took two steps back:

"I'm fine, thank you Teacher Han for your concern."

"No, I'll take a look at the wound on your hand first... Hey, be careful!"

Seeing that Ban Zhun was still retreating, Han Jian suddenly realized that Ban Zhun had stepped on the wooden wedge under his own feet. When he shouted, Ban Zhun had already fallen backwards, and he was about to fall down a pile of barbs. The wood was on top, and by the time he reached out it was too late.

Ban Zhun couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.

But during the half a second when he fell to the ground, he couldn't do anything, except that his thinking was a little more flexible.

He knows what the things on the ground are. If it gets stuck on his body, it's okay, and he will stay in the hospital for a few days at most. If it gets stuck on his face, his stardom will probably come to an end here.

At the very moment, a pair of big hands caught his waist from behind, deftly relieved the force of his fall, dragged Ban Zhun to the flat ground to stand firm, and said coldly:

"Sit down if you don't know how to work, and I'll get the gloves."

Ban Zhun was so frightened that his face turned pale. He stood still and grabbed the hem of his clothes, turned his head stiffly, and looked at Rong Qian who was walking away with his back turned, "Thank you..."

Han Jian was startled by Rong Qian's combo that could be called a special effect, but what surprised him the most was the sharp look in the boy's eyes.

Like a wolf cub, and like some kind of cold-blooded animal.

There was such a long cut on his hand by the wooden wedge that he didn't even frown.

The brief meeting made Ban Zhun feel better. When Han Jian received a call from his manager, he politely sent him out of the courtyard: "Goodbye, Teacher Han."

Han Jian patted Ban Zhun's shoulder lightly, motioning for himself to take a step first.

Seeing the mood of the idol, Ban Zhun immediately forgot most of the comments on Weibo. After picking out the wooden thorn on his fingertips, he sat on the low stool that Rong Qian had been sitting on just now, squinting his eyes to see the boy continue to swing The ax chops wood.

Tsk, it's nice to be young.So lovely.

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The ingredients for dinner are allocated by the program group according to the degree of tasks completed by the guests at noon.

Rong Qian chopped as much firewood as a small mountain bag, and naturally got the most ingredients.

Couples need to cook the dishes themselves, and this burden mainly falls on the husbands who can cook.

Thinking of those bad reviews saying that Rong Qian was a peerless attack, Ban Zhun suddenly worried that everyone would really misunderstand the relationship between him and Rong Qian, so he hurriedly slipped to the side of the stove with a few eggs in an attempt to confuse the public , so that everyone can't tell where they are.

Ewing obediently leaned against the wall to watch Ban Zhun and the other guests cooking with great interest.

"Look, Ewing, I can still flip the spoon."

Ban Zhun stood in front of his exclusive stove, showing off his skills to Ewing with his head turned.

It was said that Ewing didn't even eat the cherry tomatoes, and turned around directly, watching the movements of Ban Zhun's hands with admiration, and even invited his old Gong to watch together.

The feeling of being witnessed the whole process of showing off his skills made Ban Zhun a little flustered. He glanced at Ewing proudly, and even signaled Jin Yang to learn a little bit. , with a slight force on the wrist, the handle of the pot in his hand was turned up——

Yang Wenzhuo was half mocking and half amazed: "Oh——!!!"

Song Sihan didn't even blink: "My husband, you should learn a little bit."

Ewing stared at his chin: "Oh my God!!! So tall!"

Jin Yang is keen to be close to his wife: "That's amazing, Mr. Ban!!!"

Qiao Musheng looked like a formidable young man: "Little Ben still has a little kung fu."

Luan Yueping clasped her arms and praised: "Oh, that's incredible!"

Rong Qian who seems to have seen through everything: "..."

Golden and plump fried rice wrapped in egg liquid mixed with sausages cut into small pieces flew out of the pot, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, illuminated by the lights in the hall, it was truly mouth-watering.

Everyone waited expectantly for the big meal to return to the forest like a tired bird or a tiger to return to the mountain, and the grains were smashed back into the pot. They didn't have time to think about why Rong Qian who was at the side suddenly turned around and went to the chopping board to get a big basin. , leaning lazily on the side of the cooking table beside Ban Zhun with his free hand, as if waiting for something.

I saw that Ban Zhun suddenly slipped his hand, and the arm strength that was able to run around carrying the big iron pot at noon seemed to disappear in an instant.

Seeing this, Rong Qian's face remained unchanged, his movements were crisp, and he stretched out the big pot in his hand neatly, catching all the rice grains that were too late to return to the pot without exception, retracted them gracefully to his side, and placed them on the table. on the edge of the chopping board.

Yang Wenzhuo was convinced: "Fuck, this is really awesome."

Song Sihan was speechless: "Oh my god, husband, Jasper is amazing!"

Ewing turned compliments: "Jasper is the one who keeps hidden!"

Jin Yang also cast his eyes on him: "Jasper is awesome, wife, I'll show you a spoonful later."

Qiao Musheng beat his chest and said, "It turns out that Jasper has some kung fu."

Luan Yueping's wife sang and said, "Yes, haha, Xiaoban is really naughty."

Class boss: "........."

Rong Qian nodded slightly to everyone, like a magician's gentleman thanking him.

Then, while Ban Zhun, who was holding the pot handle, was stunned, he raised the corner of his lips towards him: "It's a happy cooperation."

Facing Rongqian's steps, Ban Zhun could only turn around with him, suppressing the embarrassment rushing to the top of his head, and grinned at everyone:

"...Thank you for watching."

After the director team recorded this scene that made people laugh and cry, Han Jian, who witnessed the whole process, announced the start of dinner with a smile:

"Congratulations to all the guests, you have successfully cooked a sumptuous dinner for your lover."

Ban Zhun took a quick look at Rong Qian, and swallowed guiltyly.

Is he successful?

No, Rong Qian is not his lover, success or failure is nothing.

Only Han Jian continued to say:

"Next, our guests can give their lover a warm hug and thank him and her for cooking a delicious dinner for each other."

hug?

hug what?Honor dive?

This is killing him.

But the camera has already come, if you don't hug, what reason should you use to refuse?

His arm suddenly fractured because of the spoon he just threw?

No, you can't curse yourself like that.

What should be the reason?

Rong Qian stood face to face in front of Ban Zhun, looking down at Ban Zhun who had a slightly weird expression.

Before the official start of recording at night, Ban Zhun felt a little nauseous for some reason, so he hurried upstairs to the director's bathroom to wash his face before dinner, but the director was using the toilet, so Ban Zhun went to Han Jian's bathroom.

At this time, there was still clear water vapor on the broken hair on his sideburns, and a small piece of egg scum that had just splashed on the tip of the hair.

Perhaps Han Jian was too coquettish, and even the bathroom smelled of strong white tea perfume. Ban Zhun only went up for a few minutes, and when he came back, he was stained with the annoying smell of tea.

Rong Qian wanted to get closer, only to let the aroma of grape buds fill his nostrils.

"Next, please start hugging your lover!" Han Jian clapped his hands, indicating that everyone can start.

The rest of the couples were not shy, and Han Jian hugged each other as soon as he finished speaking.

Yang Wenzhuo immediately picked up Song Sihan, and walked around in circles with a smile on his face: "Honey, I will always be your ear!"

Even the reserved Qiao Musheng took advantage of the atmosphere, held Luan Yueping's hand, and kissed the back of her hand lightly: "Between us...don't say anything nasty, haha..."

Jin Yang and Ewing were full of vigor, so Jin Yang directly kissed Ewing's cheek vigorously, facing the direction of the camera, and confessed loudly to Ewing: "Ewing, I love you, eat my cooking for the rest of your life! "

Rong Qian lightly rubbed his rarely cold fingertips, intending to rub them warmer, as if they had some other purpose.

Ban Zhun stared blankly at Rong Qian standing in front of him with a calm and calm look, and swallowed a little nervously.

What's the matter?Let me ask... If he hugs Rong Qian, what is the probability that he will be scratched into nine parts by Rong Qian with the nine-toothed rake at the door?

Ban Zhun suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and moved his fingers by his side lightly, intending to reach out his hand towards Rong Qian's shoulder, and planned in his mind the amount of compensation to be transferred to him for a while.

But in the next second, he was completely shocked by the action of the young man in front of him.

Rong Qian raised his hand to cover the broken hair in front of Ban Zhun's forehead, gently pressed the wet hair on the top of the hair, wrapped his other hand around the back of Ban Zhun's neck, and lowered his eyelashes to stare at the young man's hair slightly. Red left ear tip.

He is also nervous?

Indeed, Ban Zhun was already nervous to death.

As soon as his serious eyes relaxed, he thought Rong Qian would just let him go, but in less than half a second, the boy's other hand had already grabbed the nape of his fate, and then, like an eagle thinking, He was staring at him like he was trying to catch a chicken, which made him terrified and confused, and he almost collapsed on the ground with his knees limp.

If it wasn't for Rong Qian supporting him, he might have hit the street directly.

The force at the back of the neck was gentle but firm, forcing Ban Zhun's body to lean forward slightly, and he was caught in Rong Qian's arms involuntarily.

Everyone at the scene held their breath and focused, and Yang Wenzhuo, who took the initiative to provoke, was like a silly roe deer who only jumped up and down in the snow and only watched the fun, with his neck tilted and his head stuck out, his eyes widened.

In the next second, Rong Qian pursed his lips slightly, as if he had finally overcome some obstacle that had always fettered him in his heart.

He lowered his head and kissed the young man's forehead.

The author has something to say:

Han Jian: I like your wife, remember to close the door of your room

Class Boss: I have six-pack abs (Sea Otter Dezhi.GIF) and my stomach is bruised, killing me

Mrs. Ben: My wife is the one who decides, you keep your life

【Hee hee hee, I'm done writing, good night, my dears, I'm really fast, I want to boast, there is no prize for quizzes, does Jasper need to pay liquidated damages for kissing on his own initiative?】