The group pet, Little Fatty, debuted in the C position

Obviously one is in Hai Province and the other is in Hai City, but the world that He Ciyuan took him to was still the old place before.

Even the pits on the ground were made by him when he was avoiding ghosts.

Familiar taste, familiar memory, and predictable future.

The only difference from last time was that there was a small square table of nanmu wood next to the open space, and two chairs of the same style next to it.

There was also a stack of white papers on the table, Wen Yuan looked it over and confirmed that those were just ordinary white papers.

He Ciyuan picked up a piece of white paper and scissors, and unhurriedly cut out a rough paper figurine with the scissors.

Wen Yuan stared at He Ciyuan's movements for a moment, and when he put the paper figurine on the ground, his heart hung on his neck.

Sure enough, the moment the paper figurine touched the ground, it expanded rapidly like a balloon blown by the wind, and did not stop until it became about the same size as Wen Yuan.

Immediately afterwards, the paper figurine began to run towards Wen Yuan, shaking the ground while running.

I rely on this is not a paper man!

Wen Yuan turned his head and ran away, thinking about how to solve this paper figurine while running.

He Ciyuan sat on the side, his pupils radiated a sharp light, taking in all the situation on Wen Yuan's side.

……

There is no concept of time in this small space, and Wen Yuan doesn't know how long it has passed. Anyway, when the company has an emergency, He Ciyuan will temporarily stop the action of the paper figurine and let Wen Yuan deal with the matter first.

"Boom!"

The white paper figurine seemed light and fluffy, but after Wen Yuan threw it on a tree, it broke several giant trees one after another.

Wen Yuan raised his hands and cheered: "Win!!!"

Quietly behind, no movement, no response.

Wen Yuan turned around suspiciously, and saw He Ciyuan resting his forehead with one hand, closing his eyes and feigning sleep.

The usually neat short black hair was slightly disheveled at this time, covering the fascinating eyes, and on the delicately carved face, even the corners of the lips seemed to be a perfect sculpture.

Wen Yuan's eyes rolled around, and he approached He Ciyuan lightly.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Just one meter away from He Ciyuan, Wen Yuan suddenly couldn't move.

He widened his eyes, moved his hands and feet, and found that he was really fixed in place.

But He Ciyuan, who was dozing in front of them, slowly opened his eyes, his bottomless black pupils were very clear-headed, without any trace of sleepiness from just waking up.

He Ciyuan was not at all surprised by Wen Yuan standing in front of him, and lazily put down the hand that was supporting his forehead.

Get up and walk to Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan's face was still controlled by the handwriting. Seeing that He Ciyuan was getting closer and closer to him, he began to raise his voice: "What, what are you doing!"

He Ciyuan chuckled, his voice as deep as wine beating drums on Wen Yuan's eardrums.

It sounds good.

Wen Yuan lowered his eyes, and looked at He Ciyuan holding the handkerchief that suddenly appeared in his hand with fluttering eyes, and then gently covered his face.

With his lowered eyes, Wen Yuan could see that He Ciyuan was wiping his face with moderate strength, wiping off the dust and sporadic dirt on his face.

"Okay, don't bow your head." After He Ciyuan finished wiping, he put away the handkerchief, and said in a flat tone, "Your double chin is out."

???

What the hell?

The spell on Wen Yuan's body has been undone, but he still stared blankly at He Ciyuan, his last words resounding in his mind.

Your double chin is coming out~

The double chin is out~

The chin is out~

Badu is out~

are out~

out~

here it is~

Up ~

Wen Yuan:! ! !

Wen Yuan raised his hand and touched his chin, there was no fat in the place touched by his hand.

Wen Yuan looked at He Ciyuan again foolishly.

Didn't touch it?

Seeing Wen Yuan's silly and cute look, He Ciyuan laughed out loud.

Unexplained laughter came from above his head, probably due to the closeness, Wen Yuan could even feel the slight vibration in He Ciyuan's chest.

It shook Wen Yuan's heart continuously.

He Ciyuan rubbed the top of Wen Yuan's head skillfully: "Go out, take a shower and then go to the company. The driver is waiting outside the yard."

Wen Yuan puffed up his cheeks: "Okay."

After Wen Yuan left this small world, He Ciyuan raised his foot and walked towards the fallen giant tree. With a wave of his hand, the fallen tree miraculously returned to its original shape.

only……

He Ciyuan looked at the paper figurine lying limp on the ground, and knelt down to pick it up.

The paper figurine, which was originally the same size as Wen Yuan, returned to its original size the moment He Ciyuan touched it with his hand.

But unlike the white and clean paper figurines that have just been cut, the current paper figurines have many scars left on their bodies.

After Xie Wen made arrangements for Wen Yuan, he walked in.

"Mr. He." Xie Wen's eyes fell on the paper figurine in He Ciyuan's hand, and he gasped after seeing those scars.

"Wen Yuan made this?"

He Ciyuan flipped his hand, and the paper figurine turned into ashes and disappeared with the wind.

"Ah."

Xie Wen was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Xie Wen couldn't be more clear about He Ciyuan's identity. Wen Yuan is just a little monster who hasn't passed the cub stage, yet he can leave marks on He Ciyuan's paper figurine.

Even though this paper figurine was just made by He Ciyuan, it can still be worth half a thank you question.

Xie Wen, who has played with paper figurines, has seen the strength of paper figurines.

Xie Wen quickened his breathing and frowned.

He didn't quite understand: "Wen Yuan's strength should not reach this level."

He Ciyuan didn't say anything, but those black eyes were a bit secretive.

Of course, Wen Yuan's power couldn't cause harm to that paper figurine, but Wen Yuan's spiritual power was not ordinary spiritual power.

……

Wen Yuan ran to the upstairs room to take a shower, and when he came out wrapped in a bathrobe, he suddenly remembered that he didn't bring any clothes.

How to do?

Wen Yuan circled the room, but couldn't find a clean piece of clothing, and finally sent a message to He Ciyuan as if asking for help.

[Wen Yuanyuan 1.8 meters: No clothes...]

The status bar quickly jumps to typing...

[day: wait]

Wen Yuan really sat by the bed, obediently waiting for He Ciyuan to come over.

The door of the room was opened, Wen Yuan saw He Ciyuan's steady footsteps, and walked in.

"Didn't find any clothes?" He Ciyuan asked him.

Wen Yuan honestly said no.

He Ciyuan walked close to the wall to the right of the door, and stopped at a row of walls without any decorations.

Put your hands against the wall, exerting a little force.

The "wall" opens in the middle to reveal a cloakroom full of clothes.

"It's an invisible door. If you don't like it, call someone to change it this afternoon."

"Ah, there's nothing I don't like." Wen Yuangang was still immersed in the thought that the invisible door was so cool, and then heard that it was necessary to change it, and hurriedly said, "I didn't know before."

He Ciyuan kept his tone steady: "Okay."

After He Ciyuan pushed the door open, he left the room, leaving room for Wen Yuan to change clothes.

After changing his clothes, Wen Yuan went downstairs, got in the driver's car and went directly to the company.

Cen Yun had informed him before that he was going to sign a contract for the Wilderness Survival Variety Show today, and after signing, he went with Tao Zixuan to record the two OSTs.

The signing of the contract was quick. Cen Yun and Wentian Entertainment's legal department had already confirmed the contract in advance. Wen Yuan signed the name not long ago, and then added a contact information with the producer of Wilderness Survival, and was drawn into the contract. working group.

There were two copies of the contract, and Cen Yun put the company's copy in the drawer, planning to send them to the documentation department together later.

"Okay, Tao Zixuan has arrived at the parking lot, let's go downstairs together."

Wen Yuan was surprised: "Sister Cen take us there?"

"En." Cen Yun spoke eloquently, explaining the situation in a few sentences, "Not long after the company's recording studio was built, a veteran singer with a bad temper rented the recording studio."

Wen Yuan understood, and was afraid that something would happen to them.At that time, no matter which side the reason is on, the public will always favor veteran singers with representative works and qualifications.

Cen Yun picked up the car keys: "Let's go."

Wen Yuan got up and followed: "Okay!"