"Xiaoliang!"
Xiao Liang was about to open the car door when he suddenly saw someone waving at him not far away.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Someone smiled.
Xiao Liang took a closer look, isn't this the arrogant producer assistant? Why are you rushing to find me
"I'm so sorry, I didn't see clearly yesterday, I didn't know you were Han Dong's subordinates."
Xiao Liang snorted, finally someone knows the power of my master!
"And then?" asked deliberately.
The producer assistant smiled ashamedly, "Then I'll make amends to you."
After finally looking forward to such an opportunity to be proud, how could Xiao Liang not take the opportunity to gossip
"As long as you tell me what you heard yesterday, I won't care about you."
The producer assistant smiled instantly with relief, "What about this? You already knew that Mr. Wang insured Han Dong for more than one billion yuan."
Xiaoliang's heart trembled violently, but he still pretended to be fine.
"Oh, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have asked."
Producer Assistant, "What about yesterday..."
"It's okay, let's go, just remember not to talk nonsense." Xiao Liang waved his hand nonchalantly.
Not long after the producer assistant left, Han Dong walked over to the parking lot.
The corners of Xiaoliang's mouth began to twitch, he couldn't say anything, he absolutely couldn't tell Han Dong about this, he had a bad heart...
Han Dong opened the car door and sat up.
"Boss Wang has insured you more than one billion yuan!" Xiao Liang's voice was bright and clear.
Han Dong casually lit a cigarette, and asked sullenly, "Which billions are you talking about?"
Xiao Liang was startled, "Is there another billion or so?"
Han Dong blew out a smoke ring coldly, "There are so many delicate parts on my body, can a billion dollars protect them?"
"Forehead… "
Han Dong suddenly grinned, "Hahahaha... just cooperate with you, stop talking nonsense, and drive quickly!"
At first, Xiao Liang breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately he didn't believe it, but when the car was halfway through, Xiao Liang said again: "I didn't talk nonsense just now."
"What nonsense?" Han Dong had already forgotten.
Xiao Liang said, "It's about one billion yuan in insurance."
"Oh, who did you listen to?" Han Dong still didn't take it seriously.
"What Erlei told the producer was heard by a producer assistant, and then the assistant told me."
Han Dong nodded, "Is that so? Okay, I see."
so calm? Trabecula is unbelievable.
Han Dong stood up for less than ten minutes, and finally couldn't hold back and smiled at Xiaoliang.
"Did it disappoint you?"
Xiaoliang, "..."
Back at Wang Zhongding's house, Han Dong was fine as usual, and didn't even ask about it.
For dinner, there is a dish of fried snails. Xixi likes snails very much, so there is no end to eating them together.
"Don't eat it, you will suffer from indigestion if you eat too much." Wang Zhongding poured back half of the bowl of snails that Xixi hadn't finished eating.
As a result, Han Dong poured the snails back into his bowl intact.
Sisi complained, "Why can he eat so much?"
"You also eat less." Wang Zhongding said to Han Dong.
"I'm not only eating snails, I'm also training my cheek muscles."
With that said, Han Dong put down the toothpick, took a small bite directly at the tail of the snail's shell, and then sucked the meat out from the big mouth on the head.
So, in another way of eating, Wang Zhongding really didn't say anything.
"Dad, he's still eating." Xixi reminded.
Wang Zhongding said: "He has good digestion."
Xixi pursed her mouth and muttered: "I don't work all day long, and I still eat at home."
Han Dong raised his eyebrows at Xixi shamelessly, then sucked more vigorously, and found that Xixi was deliberately not looking at him, so he picked up a field snail and dangled it in front of Xixi's eyes in an annoying way.
"Want someone's big toe? Hahahaha..."
Xixi rolled her eyes, "Boring."
When Han Dong heard the phone ring, he got up to answer the phone.
Xixi giggled immediately, and said to Wang Zhongding while laughing, "He said that the snail is like a big toe."
Wang Zhongding raised the corners of his mouth in applause, "Okay, let's eat."
At the dinner table is a good father who is unsmiling, serious and upright, but when he enters the bedroom, his bestiality is revealed.
Wang Zhongding leaned back against the head of the bed, with his crotch held high, Han Dong lay between his legs, using all the energy of sucking the snails on G's head, Wang Zhongding's soul was almost gone.
Today's Wang Zhongding is completely different from when he first dated. Although he appeared in front of the public wearing a human skin during the day, he was completely "unrecognizable" at night.
I used to pretend to be calm on the bed, but now I have been "taught" by Mr. Han to be wild and rude; I used to be arrogant when asked, but now I just "suck a little harder, yes, that's it"; I used to want to play something different Still looking for an excuse, now I just take my butt over, stuff it in and press the switch, and start enjoying the "expression show".
Han Dong was so excited that he couldn't bear it, so he licked Wang Zhongding's ear, and directed all kinds of foul language in it.
"Why is your mouth so dirty?" After Wang Zhongding finished speaking, he continued to smear.
The two of them played more and more high. Later, Wang Zhongding wanted to challenge difficult moves, but because of Han Dong's limited flexibility, he couldn't let it go.
"Didn't I ask you to learn kung fu from Yu Ming?" Wang Zhongding asked.
Han Dong was surprised, "That's why you let me and Yu Ming learn to practice kung fu?"
Wang Zhongding's silence means acquiescing.
A cloud of fire flew up on Han Dong's cheeks, "Did you say it earlier? If you said it earlier, I would have practiced."
Wang Zhongding, "..."
"Do you want to try again?" Han Dong is more addicted than Wang Zhongding.
Wang Zhongding said, "Forget it, it's easy to strain your legs."
Speaking of legs, Han Dong suddenly remembered something, and joked with a half-smile: "Today Director Kahn said that my two legs are worth at least 500 million."
Wang Zhongding snorted coldly, "Then why doesn't he insure you?"
"Didn't you fuck me too!" Han Dong deliberately tried.
Wang Zhongding didn't explain, and directly used "actions" to prove his obsession with Han Dong's entire lower body.
It was late at night, and the two hugged each other and fell asleep.
After an unknown amount of time, Wang Zhongding suddenly felt a tingling pain in his toes.
Opening his eyes, he found that Xixi ran to his bed at some point and was pricking his toes with a bamboo stick, causing bloodstains around the nails.
Wang Zhongding sat up hastily, clutching Xixi's small arm and asked, "What are you doing?"
Xixi didn't respond to Wang Zhongding's inquiry, and continued to poke around Wang Zhongding's nails with a toothpick, muttering to herself, "I remember peeling it off, why can't it be pried?"
Wang Zhongding remembered a certain metaphor when he was eating, and his face was instantly darkened.
Han Dong, it's all because of you!
Just as I was about to turn my head to teach a lesson, I suddenly found that the side was empty.
At the same time, Wang Zhongding heard a strong scent of sleep aids, no wonder he was so sleepy and woke up with his toes tied like this.
As for who set up the aromatherapy table... Do you still need to ask? It must be the one who sneaked away.
Wang Zhongding carried Xixi back to the room first, and then went to Han Dong after she settled down.
He thought that Han Dong was running away in a convulsion like the night before, and the defense outside was so tight that he couldn't run anywhere. But when Wang Zhongding passed the study room, he suddenly smelled a sense of danger from the position changes of the office chair and mouse pad.
He quickly went to the computer, and when the screen lit up, it displayed the electronic version of Han Dong's insurance contract.
Wang Zhongding's head exploded with a bang.
At this moment, he faintly heard the sound of a knife coming from downstairs again.
Oops!
Wang Zhongding rushed down almost ten steps at a time.
When he got to the kitchen, he found Han Dong standing neatly in front of the chopping board, waving a kitchen knife in his hand, chopping a piece of blood tofu in high spirits.
Wang Zhongding froze at the door, beads of sweat kept ticking down.
Han Dong turned his head and showed him a virtuous smile, "I can't give you a baby, at least I have to learn how to cook, otherwise it's worth the 10 billion?"
Wang Zhongding grabbed Han Dong's collar and dragged him upstairs.
"I also thought I would do stupid things at first, but then I found out that I love you more than I imagined, and I want to keep this national treasure lower body to serve you... Crack!"
Wang Zhongding threw Han Dong directly on the bed.
"Sleep you!"
The next day, Han Dong woke up as if nothing had happened. It was time to go to the set, to film, and he was in a stable state as usual.
So the treatment of sleepwalking was put on hold again, and Wang Zhongding was lucky to think that Han Dong's seizures were only intermittent, and he might forget about it tonight.
As a result, at night, Wang Zhongding woke up again in the strong smell of aromatherapy.
Han Dong disappeared again.
He simply didn't see Xixi, otherwise the two of them together would be even more fatal.
In the end, Wang Zhongding found Han Dong in the garage, who was about to open the door and sit on it.
Wang Zhongding roared angrily: "Why are you going?"
"Send Xixi to school! Otherwise, how can I be worthy of the 10 billion?" Han Dong said.
Wang Zhongding's face turned blue, "Do you need it?"
At this time, the rear window was suddenly rolled open, revealing Xixi's half-asleep and half-awake face.
"Father, let him deliver it, and don't let him eat idle food."
Wang Zhongding, "..."
So, I carried one by one, and finally turned back.
The next day, Han Dong was still fine.
But Wang Zhongding couldn't pretend that nothing happened.
He had to think of a way, Han Dong would be exhausted if he continued like this.
How can I get him to sleep soundly
Even at this point, Wang Zhongding was still unwilling to treat Han Dong. As long as there was a last ray of hope, he would continue to persevere.
Therefore, Wang Zhongding didn't let Han Dong go home with him, but let him live in the dormitory.
It should be better if you can't see me, right? Wang Zhongding thought.
Even so, he still slept very restlessly.
He checked his phone frequently, went to the door frequently, and was always worried that Han Dong would come here secretly.
Simply all night is quiet.
Back at the company, Wang Zhongding was really relieved to see Han Dong follow the crew's car to the shooting base.
For the next few days, Han Dong slept in the dormitory and seemed to have returned to normal.
Leave him alone for a while, maybe he will forget about it...
Just as Wang Zhongding was thinking, Yu Ming suddenly pushed the door open and entered with an extremely restless expression on his face.
"Mr. Wang, isn't it too much for you to do this?"
Ye Wang Zhongding's heart skipped a beat, "What do you mean?"
"I didn't want to say it at first, as if I was too stingy, but I've had enough!" Yu Ming resented.
Wang Zhongding stood up, "What's going on?"
"Would you rather spend tens of millions on Han Dong's 10 billion insurance than spend thousands of dollars to hire him a dance teacher? Is there such a thing as taking advantage of me while sleepwalking every night? Have you figured it out?!"
Wang Zhongding understood instantly, and hurriedly explained: "I think you misunderstood."
"It's a misunderstanding once or twice. It's been eight days. I come to class on time every night, and I don't finish class until dawn! Yesterday I couldn't bear it anymore, so I made a joke with him, saying that I would pay if I want to continue the class. As a result Guess what he said? He said that you have already spent so much money on insurance, and he is reluctant to let you pay for tuition again!"
Wang Zhongding, "..."