The traffic and the movie king are together [Entertainment circle]

This property was bought by He Yanzhi ten years ago. After the divorce, He's mother took He Yanyue to live here for a while, and later moved back to the old house of the He family.

He Yanzhi himself seldom lives here. He lives in the hotel most of the time, leaving an aunt here to look after the house.

A few times when He Yanzhi had friends who came to Zhoucheng and didn't like to stay in hotels, He Yanzhi let them stay here.Compared with home, this 4 million mansion is more like a guest house.

Auntie received a message from He Yanzhi a few minutes ago, she was busy making hangover soup in the kitchen, when she heard the movement at the door, she came out to say hello.

The slippers were set beforehand, He Yanzhi opened the door, stepped in with the sleepy young man, changed the shoes himself, and looked up to see Bai Xuchuan looking at the strange room with a confused face.

"This is not my house." Bai Xuchuan announced.

"this is my house."

He Yanzhi supported the crumbling young man, and motioned him to look down and put on his slippers.Bai Xuchuan changed his shoes, and grabbed He Yanzhi's arm again, for fear that he would leave.

He Yanzhi sighed softly in his heart, thinking that a good person would do it to the end and send the Buddha to the west... When he wakes up tomorrow, he can help He Yanyue get an autograph as a reward. She has worked hard to write homework for so many days.

So he continued to support the silly man, and carried him to the sofa to settle down.

"Sit here first, and then go to bed after drinking the hangover soup." He turned to his aunt, "Aunt Lin, how long is the hangover soup good for?"

"Soon, cook for 10 minutes." Aunt Lin hurriedly responded, quietly glanced at this first-time visitor, quite curious in her heart.

Mr. He occasionally has friends over for the night, and she is mentally prepared for this.But it is rare for Mr. He to help the guests in. The boss is not someone who likes to hook up with people.

He Yanzhi unbuttoned his shirt as he walked towards the bedroom. He didn't like to wear formal clothes, so he quickly took off his shirt.He was taking out a cotton T-shirt from the closet when he suddenly felt that something was wrong. When he turned around, he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Why did you come here? Let you sit on the sofa..." He was naked from the upper body, and he put on his T-shirt while talking.

When putting on clothes, there will inevitably be a moment when the line of sight is blocked. At the second when He Yanzhi's eyes were covered by the white T, Bai Xuchuan also started to act.

He imitated the example, three times, five times, five times, two times, got rid of the burden, and there was nothing left at the fairy speed of changing clothes at the backstage of the concert.

When He Yanzhi could see again, he almost lost his footing.

The body that can be seen suddenly in front of him is beautiful, youthful, fair and fit. Bai Xuchuan's diet and fitness in the past two weeks has obviously had a good effect.

What's worse, Bai Xuchuan didn't seem to understand why He Yanzhi put on his clothes after taking them off, his eyes were dissatisfied, and he started to unbuckle his belt as he walked into the room——

He Yanzhi's eyelids started to twitch, and he tried to stop it: "Wait, things are not what you thought—"

In fact, he didn't know what the other party was thinking, maybe maybe it was really that way?

However, words are impossible to stop the very determined Bai Xuchuan. He probably feels that this environment: the bedroom, a thick cushion with a diameter of two meters, and an extremely handsome man with superb looks, he is at a loss if nothing happens to this combination.

In short, he closed the door behind his back, walked out from his very characteristic ripped jeans, stepped in front of He Yanzhi in three or two steps, and pushed——

No push.

Push again——

Still no push.

push again—

He was shocked by the reaction force and took a step back, looking at the other party with a confused face.

Bai Xuchuan: ...

A series of ellipses appeared above the young man's head.

He Yanzhi sighed.

Cute is really kind of cute, difficult to deal with is really hard to deal with.

He found a robe for home use from the closet, forced it on the young man who refused to wear it, and stubbornly buckled Bai Xuchuan twelve buttons in the struggle.

Bai Xuchuan was extremely wronged.

He Yanzhi pulled the young man back to the living room, pushed him back on the sofa, and whispered: "Sit still and don't move."

With his back bent, he took out the medicine box from the drawer, dipped a cotton swab in hydrogen peroxide, disinfected the still slightly swollen forehead, and then applied the medicine.

Probably because of his lack of proficiency, Bai Xuchuan gasped in pain.

He is usually not so delicate, and he is able to endure pain, but now he is about to make a fuss when something goes wrong, and his attitude is completely different.

Another person might find it annoying, but He Yanzhi found it quite novel and interesting.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, he threw the cotton swab into the trash, propped his chin and looked at the ugly potion on his forehead, and the very sad Bai Xuchuan, who was flattening his mouth, suddenly had an idea.

"Your friend said that you became like this after drinking, and you only recognize your face—" He Yanzhi looked at Bai Xuchuan's disastrous face, and asked a very philosophical question, "Then what should you do when you look in the mirror?"

Bai Xuchuan was at a loss.

But He Yanzhi worked hard, clapping his hands: "Yes, why don't you come and try."

He took out his mobile phone, turned on the front camera, and looked at the drunk young man, trying to observe his reaction.

Bai Xuchuan stared at the phone screen, his eyes gradually changed from confused to focused, he slowly stretched out his hand, trying to take the phone from He Yanzhi's hand.

So it's really useful, He Yanzhi thought.

No matter how much he pampered this young man, he couldn't let him fiddle with his mobile phone casually, so he turned off the screen and put it away.

Bai Xuchuan stared at him.

He Yanzhi said: "Play with yourself."

So he solemnly returned Bai Xuchuan's phone that fell out of his trouser pocket when he was doing performance art just now, unlocked it with facial recognition, and turned on the front.

Bai Xuchuan took the phone and took a selfie happily for a while.

... He seems to be really attracted by his own beauty, and he is addicted to sucking himself and cannot extricate himself.

He Yanzhi originally wanted to distract him from dealing with other people's news.

As a result, Bai Xuchuan made a lot of noise, he couldn't help but look at it all the time, and wanted to laugh when he looked at it.

Instead, he put his mobile phone aside and concentrated on observing Bai Xuchuan's drunk performance art.

——On how to be your own idiot.

As an idol, the top traffic among idols, Bai Xuchuan is undoubtedly very good at taking selfies.This can be proved from the Weibo post that He Yanzhi saw for the first time.At this time, I saw him holding the mobile phone, adjusting it many times, looking for golden angles and backgrounds, and taking a lot of out-of-print selfies that are enough to make the fans cry over the roof.

Finally, at a historic moment, He Yanzhi appeared in his background.

Bai Xuchuan pressed the shutter button habitually, then noticed another man in the background, and was taken aback for a moment.

He looked at the photo several times, and seemed to be unable to make up his mind. After comparing it again and again, he finally made up his mind.

He Yanzhi, who was watching the excitement, did not expect that Bai Xuchuan would get tired of playing games so quickly, and would come to him again after losing his phone.

He Yanzhi was a little flattered.

He patted the guy's furry head, feeling a little funny and reluctant: "What will you think when you wake up tomorrow?"

Will she just blush and get under the bed?

At this time, Aunt Lin finally came to the host and the guests with her secret hangover soup. She kept her eyes fixed and professional, and put the small enamel bowl on the small table.

"Be careful of burning." She instructed, silently seeing nothing, and went to help Bai Xuchuan tidy up the guest bedroom.

When it came time to sleep, it was another big problem.

He Yanzhi wanted to take a bath, and Bai Xuchuan wanted to follow him, He Yanzhi didn't want Bai Xuchuan to follow him, but Bai Xuchuan wanted to follow him, but He Yanzhi didn't want Bai Xuchuan to follow him, did Bai Xuchuan follow him or not?

As a result, of course he didn't follow, He Yanzhi would never let this happen.

It is known that Bai Xuchuan can't beat He Yanzhi, but He Yanzhi is afraid that he will cry and dare not really beat him.

So the final solution to this matter was that He Yanzhi ruthlessly locked Bai Xuchuan in the bathroom of the master bedroom, and then went to the bathroom of the guest bedroom by himself.

Anti-lock.

He Yanzhi's hair was wet, and when he returned to the master bedroom with a towel on his shoulders to check, Bai Xuchuan had already finished taking a shower, managed to get out of the bathroom, and buried himself under the quilt.

Wait a moment.

Here is the master bedroom.

In other words.

He buried himself in He Yanzhi's quilt.

Of course, to be precise, it is a blanket, after all, it is summer.

The air conditioner was turned on very low, and Bai Xuchuan was lying on the bed in an orz posture, curled up under the quilt.

He Yanzhi thought to himself, maybe the little brother is not only a face control after drinking, but also a cuteness.

If you are cute, you can be cute, anyway, it is really cute, he bought it.

He Yan stepped forward to lift the quilt a little, lest Bai Xuchuan suffocate himself to death.

Bai Xuchuan seemed to have fallen asleep at first, but after this harassment, he slowly opened his eyes again.

Under the hazy orange halo, his eyes were large, clear and bright, and his long eyelashes blinked, scratching the hearts of those who looked at him.

He Yanzhi backed away, feeling inexplicably frustrated, stretched out his hand to tuck him in the quilt, and said to himself, "Okay, I'll let you sleep."

He didn't blow his hair, and a few drops of water fell on Bai Xuchuan's pillow, as if he shed tears on it when he was sleeping on the bed.

He Yanzhi raised his hand to turn off the light, turned and walked outside, turned up the air conditioner by one degree, and closed the door.

Early the next morning, Bai Xuchuan was awakened by a ringing bell that reminded him of his death.

Only Lao Zha would call him so desperately.

What happened?Bai Xuchuan's head was dizzy and he couldn't think of anything, he sat up straight for a while, his eyes were still closed, and he fumbled around the pillow with his hands.

Where is my cell phone?Oh here, why is the pattern on the bedside table so strange?

All sorts of messy thoughts were running around, and Bai Xuchuan, who had no time to sort out, had already skillfully turned on the speakerphone with his eyes closed: "Crooked?"

Sure enough, it was Lao Zha's anxious voice: "Ancestor, what did you do last night? Did you know that you were photographed by paparazzi?"

A big question mark appeared on Bai Xuchuan's forehead, and the dark potion on his forehead was even more comical: "What? Why did the paparazzi shoot me?"

His question left Lao Zha speechless.

If Bai Xuchuan was in front of him now, Lao Zha would spread out five fingers and ask him what time it was, to make sure whether the two are still on the same timeline.

"Why don't you know why you are photographed? You are a mobile hot search, He Yingdi is a mobile headline, and the two of you who have no contact with each other suddenly get together. If the paparazzi doesn't photograph you, who do you photograph?"

Bai Xuchuan was puzzled again: "No, why does it have something to do with Film Emperor He? I clearly..."

Mingming and Lao Xia went out to eat, went to Weilan, and then Xiaobai asked what, he was thirsty and drank the whole glass of drink, and then Xiaobai said... What did Xiaobai say?

Xiaobai yelled: "Baibo, you took the wrong cup, this cup is mine!"

Then he...

Then he...

then……

shit.

Bai Xuchuan suddenly opened his eyes, looked around at the strange and luxurious furniture, and suddenly remembered where he was!