Relying on group chats to tease the actor [Entertainment]

Mr. President stared at the cute kid Su Wen in front of him with sparkling eyes, and he couldn't wait to rub his hands and plan to make trouble in his heart!

Not only Mr. Fatty is his lucky star, but little Su Wen is also his little angel!

Mr. President excitedly handed the apple pie in his hand to the child. The child lowered his head to look, his bright black eyes blinked slowly, then raised his head and looked at Xiao Ruantang with doubts in his eyes.

"Let's eat together!"

After hearing this, the child slowly shook his head, placed his soft hand on Xiao Ruantang's wrist, and gently pushed it back.

"All for me?"

The child nodded heavily, with a serious face.

Mom is so good!

Mr. President's heart is almost melting.

Eat, eat, eat!Must eat!

But before eating—

He turned his head to Su Zhi and asked, "Brother, where did you buy this apple pie?"

Hearing this, Su Zhi turned to look at Liu Chi, who replied subconsciously, "The house on Shannan Road had a good time."

After confirming this information, Xiao Ruantang rolled her eyes, and finally relaxed and ate happily.

After eating, Xiao Ruantang looked at the crumbs under his hands, thought about looking at Liu Chi, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Liu Chi, whose job is to manage Su Zhi's life, pay attention to the news from all directions, and respond quickly, understood the moment when Xiao Ruantang's face showed embarrassment. He smiled and nodded at Xiao Ruantang: "I am. My name is Liu Chi, and I'm Brother Su's assistant, so Mr. Xiao can just call me Xiao Liu."

Xiao Ruantang was a little surprised: "Do you know my name?"

After thinking about it, I told Mr. Fatty my name, it should be Mr. Fatty who told him.

When he came back to his senses, Xiao Ruantang stopped entangled, but raised his finger to the apple pie box, and said to Liu Chi: "Little brother Liu, the good time at Shannan Road, if you want to buy apple pie and pineapple pie Whatever, don’t buy there.”

Liu Chi was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Ruantang looked disgusted, and completely disliked the ugly: "In the cakes made by that shop, the fruits are either fake or not fresh."

Liu Chi: "..."

Wait, didn't you just have a good meal?Do you know what it means to still eat?

"If you want to eat fresh apple pie, go to Jiudu on Lianqing Road. The taste of his home is very authentic, and the pulp is fresh from the day!"

At the end Xiao Ruantang shut up.

Back then when I was still naive, I was greedy, sneaked out of school without telling my parents and Landlord Ruan, and ate pies from several houses. There, it scares the boss enough.After that, every time I sneaked to Jiudu to buy something, I was mercilessly picked up by the boss with a big belly, and the store expressly prohibited selling him any fruit-flavored pastries.

Xiao Ruantang protested about this, but was stopped by the boss with a word.

"Stinky boy, the psychological shadow you left on me is enough for me to go to the ICU!"

Xiao Ruantang, who can't eat apple pie, can only comfort himself as if he cared for the middle-aged and elderly uncle.

Later, Ms. Xiao found out about this and beat him up. Ms. Xiao beat Landlord Ruan after beating him. Only the old man was holding a teacup, humming a little song, listening to the drama on the radio, and crying with his youngest son. screaming, watching a show called Bamboo Shoots Stir-fried Pork Shredded all afternoon—until she was angered by Ms. Xiao and slapped her head with the sole of her shoe...

At that moment, the nine-year-old Xiao Ruantang felt that it was his father, his own father.

"Anyway, listen to me, don't go to the good time to buy."

After saying this, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Xiao Suwen had already sat back to his original position, holding the puzzle pieces in his hands, and continued to put together the puzzles on the tea table seriously. The fleshy double chin was highlighted by the movement of bowing his head, Mr. President Immediately, he was about to move, and he moved over without a trace, and sat next to Mr. Fatty.

Just when she was about to keep in touch with Xiao Suwen, she saw the case report in Su Zhi's hand. Xiao Ruantang suddenly remembered that they seemed to be in the ward. Mr. Fatty should not be sick, could it be Xiao Suwen?

"Brother, is Su Wen sick? How's the situation?"

Da Roushan next to him glanced at him sideways, and replied in a flat voice: "Gastroenteritis, it's gone, and I can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

Xiao Ruantang immediately relieved her heart, caught a glimpse of a few fruits on the coffee table, her eyes lit up, and the light bulb in her head lit up with a ding.

He stretched out his hand excitedly, picked up an apple and shook it at Mr. Fatty: "Can Su Wen eat apples now?"

Su Zhi nodded noncommittally.

In the next second, he saw Xiao Ruantang got up and sat next to his younger brother, heyed twice, saw Su Wen looked up at him, and immediately said very courteously: "Xiaowen, how about I show you a unique skill?" After speaking, he picked up the fruit knife, turned it around a few times smoothly and quickly, and began to peel the apple.

"I'm not boasting, my peeling skills are definitely world-class. I had always planned to use this to apply for the Guinness Book of Records, but my brother peeled it off..."

Within 5 minutes, the two brothers watched helplessly as the young Mr. President peeled the apple in various coquettish operations such as "S" shape, pattern shape, and figure 8, without breaking the whole process.After peeling, Mr. President raised his head and smiled at the two of them complacently, then fiddled with the whole section of apple peel and placed it on the glass coffee table, forming a beautifully carved apple peel with full color and luster.

"Hey! How's it going?!"

Xiao Suwen's eyes lit up, she clapped her hands and looked at Xiao Ruantang adoringly.

Mr. President was very happy in his heart, he couldn't be more satisfied, and his little braid swayed.For the first time, I felt that Ms. Xiao's behavior of eating apples in front of him mercilessly and always asking him to peel apples for her after he became sensible was not so heinous and insane.

After more than ten years of cutting, this unique skill is finally useful!

He can be proud all year long!

Here, Su Zhi looked away from Mr. President's braid, looked down at the case report in his hand again, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

In the next second, he saw a hand stretched out under his eyelids, holding the peeled apple in that hand.

Su Zhi was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw President Xiao looking at him with a face full of credit, handing the apple in his hand towards him, grinning, revealing two small canine teeth: "Brother, this is for you! "

Su Yingdi suddenly had an extremely subtle and complicated feeling in his heart.

After Mr. Fatty took the apple from his hand, Mr. President turned around happily.

He took the apple too fast and didn't pay attention. The peeled one must be sour. He should find a sweeter one for Xiao Suwen to eat.

The business of peeling apples continues.

Under the eager eyes of Su Wen's children, Mr. President, like a peacock with its tail open, has exhausted all his life's skills, peeling up and down, and peeling in various ways. He has never taken apple peeling so seriously. thing.

Mr. President said that the strategic goal at this stage is to capture Xiao Suwen.

When Su Wen is conquered, will Mr. Fatty still be far away?

He is such a genius, I can't help but praise myself for his wit!

After Mr. Fatty became his assistant, he must let Mr. Fatty bring Su Wen to work in the company.

Mr. President couldn't help but start thinking about the future.

When the number of carved apple peels on the coffee table reached the fourth one, Xiao Ruantang suddenly felt that his throat began to itch and swell, and his body also suddenly began to itch unbearably. This feeling was too familiar to him!Feeling bad in his heart, he hastily put down the apple and fruit knife in his hand.

At the same time, a hand suddenly reached out from the oblique stabbing, and tightly grasped his wrist.

A steady voice that raised the volume came from my ear: "Liu Chi! Go and call the doctor!"

After half an hour.

Three people in the ward stood in front of the bed, looking at the person lying on the bed with hesitant expressions.

Xiao Ruantang's allergic reaction erupted very quickly and violently. In less than 10 minutes, his whole body was flushed, and his throat was so swollen that he could not speak.Mr. President looked embarrassed, his whole body was still itchy like hell, but he could only smile and face Mr. Fatty, who was looking at him with heavy eyes, feeling extremely miserable inside.

"He is allergic to fruit and has a severe allergic reaction. Why do you still let him eat fruit?" The bald middle-aged doctor seemed to regard Mr. Fatty as a parent, complaining nonchalantly, and raised his head to meet his own face. It was Yi Shen, "You too, how old are you, do you still eat fruit if you don't know that you are allergic to it? Young people nowadays are really..."

Mr. President nodded hastily, with a look of "I know I was wrong".

Su Zhi on the side turned his eyes away with a dark face, and asked the doctor, "How are you doing now?"

The doctor waved his hand: "I took desensitization injections and took medicine, and I'm fine now, let's wait for the redness and swelling to subside."

When the doctor left, Su Zhi's face was still dark, and he stared at Xiao Ruantang for a while without saying a word.

Mr. President was stunned by the stare, and suddenly had the illusion of facing the furious Landlord Ruan.

Landlord Ruan is also like this. When he is really angry, he doesn't say anything, but just stares at you, his eyes are like snakes, and you can clearly feel the process of the hairs on your back slowly standing up one by one. ...It felt a little sour, and he would rather be whipped by Landlord Ruan with a belt.

Subconsciously shaken by this gaze, Xiao Ruantang called out weakly: "Brother..."

But the swollen throat couldn't utter a complete syllable at all, only a vague voice came out.

The nasal sound came out accurately.

Years of experience in dealing with Landlord Ruan told him that there is no need for anything else, but the nasal sound must not be less—even though it is usually useless!

Mr. Fatty's face was still dark, without any change.

After a long while, Su Zhi's eyebrows twitched, and he asked in a deep voice, "You are allergic to fruit, how dare you eat apple pie?"

The president felt a little wronged immediately.

Alas, he's been eating fake and stale pulp in that apple pie for years.It was okay to eat it before, why did you suddenly change to fresh fruit today?Black-hearted shopkeeper, hasn’t your conscience been eaten by dogs? !

The author has something to say:

Black-hearted shopkeeper: I'm sorry, I was just spit out by a dog. [Blame me? ]

President: Sheng Yi He Huan [cries out with a cry.jpg]

Su Wen (touching his head): It's okay, Brother President, you have me.

President: Impressed!

Best Actor: I'm sorry to give way, Xiaowen, what are you, Brother CEO?I told you so.

Su Wen: Oh, sister-in-law.

President: ...

Key points: Mr. President is allergic to fresh fruits, ripe ones are better, but there are risks.