After a busy day of program recording, Bai Yu dragged his tired body to open the door and walked into the living room. Seeing that Song Shilin was not sleeping yet, he subconsciously glanced at the second floor and said, "Is Little Watermelon asleep?"
Song Shilin closed his work computer, walked to the kitchen, brought him a bowl of soup, and said, "After eating, go and rest."
Bai Yu chatted with him while drinking: "Is he still used to moving here today? Is he crying?"
Bai Yu has been busy with work in the past two days, running around for promotions, and after finishing the promotions, he went to record the reality show, so the moving matter was completely left to Song Shilin.
Song Shilin had no complaints about this.
"When will he stop crying when you're not here?" Song Shilin said indifferently, "You can focus on the movie like before and don't have to be too busy."
"I want to make money to support my son. How can I support my son if I don't have any money? Don't look at me like that. If you give up your career in the future, how can I support the two of them?" Old God Bai Yu enjoyed Song Shilin's loving supper.
Song Shilin was so angry with him that her liver ached, but she couldn't bear to do anything to him. "Do you plan to keep doing this in the future? After a long time, he won't kiss you anymore."
After Bai Yu drank the soup, he said calmly: "How could I give him a chance to alienate me? After being busy for a while, I plan to take a break. Shooting the same roles all the time will limit my acting options."
"Besides, I don't plan to keep my son well hidden so that we won't be able to take care of him when we get busy later." Boyu walked into the kitchen with the bowl and threw it into the dishwasher.
"You want to take him to film a movie? I don't agree!" Song Shilin suddenly turned cold.
Bai Yu sneered, sat on Song Shilin's lap, held the man's head with his hands, and said casually: "How is that possible? I want to take him with me when filming, and I also plan to go back to filming movies. "
"It's too tiring to film TV. The pace is slow and the plot is dragging. My goal is to go global and become an international superstar." Boyu joked, grabbing the man's face and tut-tutting.
Song Shilin was distracted by his actions. Following this action, he picked him up and said, "I remember you don't have work tomorrow."
"That's right. They left Tingfeng not long after. How could they be willing to give me good resources? Quan thought it was a holiday for themselves." Bai Yuxiao was not afraid. He hugged the man's neck and shook his feet.
"Song Dapao, hurry up and let me see if you have been looking for a mistress behind my back these past two years." Bai Yu teased Song Shilin before he was carried into the bedroom.
And what answered him was the love shown to him by a pile driver.
The next day.
Bai Yu got up refreshed, stood in front of the window and looked out, "I don't even dare to have neighbors when I live here."
Song Shilin was half leaning on the bed to work, and said perfunctorily: "Have you ever had neighbors before?"
"No. But at that time it was because I was embarrassed to play with others." Bai Yu took a deep breath, then lay on the sofa and said, "Song Shilin, where did you move my lazy sofa?"
Song Shilin said without raising his head: "Utility room."
Bai Yu jumped up from the sofa, dragging the unspeakable wound behind him, and continued to fall sadly, "My waist seems to be twisted..."
Song Shilin stood up unbearably, carried Bai Yu to the bed, and pressed his waist, "You shouldn't have been promiscuous last night^" Mr. Song was not only strict and cold off the bed, but his movements on the bed were also very standard. Average, unchanged.
Since becoming a pornographic person, Bai Yu has been extraordinarily free in bed. As Song Shilin finally let go, he tried several new positions on the bed.
It felt so good, but Bai Yu ignored that he was no longer a twenty-year-old young man, and his body's flexibility was not that good. "Brother Bai, how can he dominate the world if he doesn't make waves?" Bai Yu scolded him, while enjoying the man's treatment of him. High-end service, while bragging, "Besides, didn't you feel good last night?... Yo yo yo, be gentle, be gentle, it hurts!"
Song Shilin said with a straight face, "Don't mess around next time, and you didn't even keep your mouth shut."
Bai Yu hissed, feeling very comfortable after being massaged: "No. I'm going to exercise again in the next two days, pick up my six-pack abs, and practice my flexibility. Hey, never let the nightlife be too monotonous. "
Song Shilin said solemnly, "Monotonous? If you agree not to wear a condom, I can accompany you for a month."
Bai Yu shook his head coldly, "I will never make the same mistake a third time. Just give up on this."
Song Shilin sighed, "There won't be a next time."
Bai Yu pursed his lips, "I need time, and I have no plans for this for the time being."
Song Shilin leaned over, pressed on Bai Yu, and kissed his hair, "I won't force you, a little watermelon is enough. But I hope you can let it go."
Bai Yu turned over and looked face to face with him. His tone was unspeakably low: "I've already tried, but it's not that fast. Besides, I thought you would let me have more children with you."
Listening to the young man's coquettish words, Song Shilin finally let go of his hanging heart and pursed his lower lip, "I don't mind if you want to. But if you don't want to, a small watermelon will suffice."
After all, Song Shilin always thought that he would never have an heir in this life, but the appearance of Bai Yu made his once extravagant hope become a reality.
So, it doesn’t matter whether you are born or not.
Just when the two of them were getting ready to have a romantic break, they heard a knock at the door.
Little Watermelon was panting, her face was red, and she was sweating on her forehead. She said loudly and excitedly: "Ba Ba, Ba Ba, come out and play."
Sad son.
Song Shilin rolled over and got out of bed, followed closely by Bai Yu with a dark face.
Opening the door, Xiao Xigua's eyes lit up when he saw Bai Yu. He hurriedly handed the little red flower in his hand to Bai Yu and said seriously: "Ba Ba, Hua Hua."
Bai Yu looked at this little red flower that was obviously picked from someone else's flower garden and couldn't help but said, "Where did you pick it?"
Little Watermelon turned away her head in embarrassment and pointed to the opposite side, "The uncle next door gave it to me. Well, Little Watermelon was picked for Ba Ba."
Song Shilin was leaning against the door. When Bai Yu was busy promoting the show, he had always been the one to take care of the little watermelon. As a result, the little white-eyed wolf was still looking at his father.
Little Watermelon tilted her head, rushed forward, hugged Song Shilin's thigh, raised her head, and smiled stupidly: "Daddy, let's go pick flowers for Ba Ba."
Song Shilin readily accepted it.
Bai Yu held the flowers and laughed so hard that he fell back and forth.
Ye Hang looked directly into Mr. Zhang's eyes and said unwillingly: "Why, why is it Bo Yu who got into the tornado? I'm no worse than him!", "Oh." Mr. Zhang said coldly, looking at the stock market on the screen without raising his head. After a while, he saw that Ye Hang hadn't left yet, so he couldn't help but said, "Is there anything else?" It's okay. You can go out first. I have something else to do now. "
Ye Hang sat down on the chair and said angrily: "Zhang! I, Ye Hang, consider myself no worse than Bai Yu. I signed an A-level contract with him. Why don't I have the resources he can get? This is not fair!"
Mr. Zhang laughed: "It's not fair and there's nothing we can do about it. The company only has so many resources. Of course, it will be given to whoever is popular. If you don't have Bai Yuhong, you can't expect to get the same treatment as others."
"I don't accept it!" Ye Hang said angrily, "He Bai Yu is so popular. Didn't he just rely on selling his ass to get the invitation from Tornado? If I want to sell, I still lack a sponsor? I don't believe that Ting Feng really wants to Raise an artist without real talent!”
"Selling your ass?" Mr. Zhang narrowed his eyes and immediately turned his face away from the person. He picked up the waste paper at hand and threw it at Ye Hang's body. "Even if he is really a sugar daddy, it means that he is more capable than you." , if you don’t accept it, why don’t you go find someone else?”
"Also, words like sugar daddy and hidden rules are not allowed in the company." Mr. Zhang said coldly, "If there is a next time, I don't mind letting you rest for a while before starting work."
Ye Hang's mouth moved and he left the office angrily.
After walking out of the company, the male assistant hurriedly came up and opened the car door for him. Ye Hang sat in and said to himself: "Isn't he just a salesman? He is the kind of person who steps in two boats. Be careful not to slip up. Otherwise, I’ll see how you can survive!”
The male assistant sat aside, looking at his nose and heart, pretending he didn't hear anything.
Ye Hang looked out the window with a gloomy face, darkness flashing in his eyes.
Tortoise with mung beans is really green.
However, he was very curious. If one day Song Shilin learned that the little lover he kept was a bitch with two legs, he didn't know how he would deal with Bai Yu.
Tsk, disgusting.
On the other side, Bai Yu and Xiao Xigua were lying on the balcony basking in the sun, looking lazy.
Song Shilin's villa is located in a high-end villa area in the city center. The people living around it are either rich or noble, or from political families, so the security system is much stronger than the apartment where he originally lived.
As a result, when Bai Yu is lying on the balcony with his baby in his arms and basking in the sun, he doesn't have to worry about being photographed by the paparazzi. The little watermelon is drowsy in the sun, lying on Bai Yu's chest and drooling.
Bai Yu didn't mind either, enjoying this rare leisure. The winter sun shone warmly on his body, which made him feel particularly comfortable.
"Little Xigua, are you willing to go to work with daddy?" Bai Yu patted the child's butt. He slept too much in the afternoon and fell asleep at night. It was okay to wake him up.
Little Watermelon raised his head drowsily and rubbed Bai Yu's chest: "Yes, yes."
"Are you unhappy while dad is working?" Bai Yu shook the child [Top Novel Team]
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Little Xigua was not angry even after being woken up. He nodded and said cautiously: "Yes. If I don't like Ba Ba's work, Ba Ba will take me with him next time he goes out."
Bai Yu smiled and agreed.
The child immediately smiled heartily, his eyes were bright, he blinked in a very cute way, and said in a sweet voice: "Then I like Ba Ba the best."
"I also like you the most." Bai Yu chuckled and began to make plans in his mind, thinking that after his contract with Ting Feng expired, he could slowly take Little Watermelon out.
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