"The shampoo smells good." He Bai paused for two seconds and then stepped away. He glanced at his hand that was holding the teapot in the air. He picked up a cup and leaned forward. He said in a homely tone, "Supper. Stop eating, it’s too late, let’s wash and go to bed early."
Di Qiuhe's tight body relaxed slightly. He lowered his eyes and narrowed his expression. He only poured him half a cup of tea intimately. He often replied, "Drinking too much tea will cause insomnia. If you moisturize your throat, go take a bath. It's late." He put the teapot back steadily as he said, with a graceful posture and no hurry.
The expression is normal, the tone is steady, the face is not red, and the ears are not red, the eyes when I put the teapot down are as usual, and the sitting posture is particularly elegant and beautiful... It seems that there is no problem at all.
It's going to be violent.
He Bai took a look back, took a sip of the tea cup, finished the tea, got up, began to unbutton his shirt, and said, "Help me get my pajamas in the suitcase, I want to take a bath." He moved his fingers at a constant speed, a button , Two buttons, three... The collarbone came out, a small piece of chest skin came out... Then the breathtaking vest came out too.
He even wore a vest under his shirt... Di Qiuhe looked back without a trace, poured himself a cup of tea to drink, then got up and walked towards the suitcase to help him get his pajamas. Because he was afraid that Xiao Qiuhe would be wildly excited, he walked very simply, as if he had no idea about the body under He's white shirt and only wearing a vest.
He Bai noticed his lack of nostalgia, his eyebrows jumped, and he glanced down at his thin body, his mood sank to the bottom for a moment-Di Laji's nonchalant reaction just now was because he had no idea about men? Or is it because he has no idea about a man like himself
If it's the latter... He looked at Di Qiuhe, who was crouching in front of the suitcase and looking for his pajamas. He buttoned the buttons expressionlessly, stepped on some heavy steps into the bathroom, and slammed the door directly—what a good figure? Ah.
Hearing the sound of closing the door, Di Qiuhe finally dared to let go of his held breath, picked up the pajamas in the box with a little annoyance, and then opened his eyes, clamped the clean underwear in the grid next to him with two fingers and pulled it out, like burning his hands. I clip my underwear into my pajamas, and my breathing becomes heavy.
To die, how do you think today's puppies are particularly attractive.
The commotion left by the tip of the opponent’s nose still remained at the roots of his hair. He raised his hand and rubbed it vigorously, his heartbeat was still a bit uncontrollable, and his face seemed a little hot, fearing that He Bai suddenly came out to see the clues. Busily walked to the small refrigerator, took out a bottle of ice water and drank it, and iced his face with the water bottle.
He stood at the window and blew the wind again. After his heartbeat and body temperature returned to normal, he picked up the pajamas put on the bed, walked to the bathroom door, knocked on the door and whispered, " Puppy, pajamas."
"The door is unlocked, just come in."
There was no sound of water inside. It should have been before taking a shower. Di Qiuhe was relieved, raised his hand to pull his hair, opened the door, and said, "Is the water ready? Don't take a bath too much—"
He Bai leaned in the bathtub, smiled at the dimple on his left face, and waved his hand, "The bathtub in this hotel is actually massaged. I made a profit. Just put my pajamas on the shelf, thank you."
Di Qiuhe’s vision uncontrollably followed the line of his shoulders towards the water...
He Bai raised his eyebrows when he saw this, bent a leg to cover the important part, slightly straightened up and leaned on the edge of the bathtub, and deliberately asked, "Why look at me like this, do you want to soak? This bathtub is big enough, you want to soak. If you do, I don’t mind being with you."
The light in the bathroom is warm yellow, and it has a hazy and moist light on He Bai’s delicate and white skin, probably because he often runs around with the camera. Although his limbs are thin, they don’t look dry. Yes, there is a sense of youthful youth.
Di Qiuhe felt a little dizzy in his head, and his heartbeat and body temperature, which had been stabilized by the ice water and cold wind before, became agitated. His sweetheart invited him to take a bath with a mandarin duck. He didn't dare to do it in his dreams.
I really want to press someone on the bathtub, touch his body, kiss his eyes and the corners of his mouth, kneel between his legs, wrap those beautiful long legs around his waist, and press them down...
The idea of aggression became more and more uncontrollable, and there was a faint turmoil in his nose. He suddenly returned to his senses and withdrew his unconsciously looking at the key parts of the water, because he was afraid of leaking his emotions, he unconsciously frowned and strode forward. Pull up the shower curtain to cover the beautiful scenery in the bathtub, and muffled his voice, "No, you don't have to soak for a while. Puppy, you are too skinny, you need to eat more." After that, he turned and walked out of the bathroom and brought the door. Then I ran to the small refrigerator again.
Such thin legs, if you apply a little force, they will accidentally break... The turmoil in the nasal cavity is more obvious, it seems that there is warm liquid flowing out, he stared at him, put down the ice water in embarrassment, and took out a tissue to block his nostrils. Don't dare to think about it anymore.
Blurred by the shower curtain, the smile on He Bai's face froze.
Too skinny, want to eat more
The smile disappeared completely, he slowly retracted his arms lying on the edge of the bathtub, looked down at his skinny and muscleless chest, and glanced at his slender and aesthetically thin legs. He pulled the arms that were not masculine at all. With light-colored sweats, his eyebrows were drawn together, and the corners of his mouth were pulled up and he gave a short sneer.
Is it great to have muscles? Can you wrinkle casually if your eyebrows look good? After a glance at his body, he gave a frown, pulled the shower curtain and turned around and left. Is his figure very hot and his eyes? A man without muscles is not a man
He understands that even if Di Laji really likes men, he will never like him, because the handsome Di Qiuhe, who has wide shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, chest muscles and abdominal muscles, is so dry to him. No interest in her figure! Seeing it will only frown! Let him eat more! Then turn around and leave!
Go to your mother to eat more! Don’t blame him for just eating! In his last life, he lived to the age when he was the easiest to get blessed in middle age, and he was still slender! right! It's slender, not thin!
He Bai, whose self-esteem was severely hit, soaked in the bathtub for half an hour, soaking so that his skin wrinkled! Then after walking out of the bathroom, I was even more angry to find that Di Laji had already fallen asleep first!
Actually, yes, already, after, first, sleep, now!
Which bastard had always wanted to sleep with him before? Even if I slept first, I turned off the headlights, leaving only two bedside lamps! Aren't you afraid that he kicked something and fell because of the dim light!
Spicy chicken! Selfish ghost!
He Bai, whose thoughts were controlled by his anger, selectively ignored the floor lamp in the corner that was intimately turned on. He didn't wipe his hair at all. He crawled onto the bed with his semi-wet hair, and deliberately rubbed Di Qiuhe against his pillow. After rubbing all the water, he leaned over and turned off the bedside lamp, closed his eyes, rolled the quilt hard, holding a retaliatory mentality of "if you dislike me, I won't cover you with a quilt", and fell asleep with annoyance.
The breathing of the people around him slowly became steady. Di Qiuhe, who was robbed of half of the quilt, opened his eyes, probing his hand to touch the wet marks on the pillow, frowned, and touched the furry exposed outside the quilt. Head, got up carefully, walked into the bathroom and took out the hair dryer.
Turning the wind to the lowest level, he sat cross-legged behind He Bai, holding his red nose after wiping his nosebleeds, and carefully blowing his hair, his eyes were gentle and pampering.
He really didn't know how to take care of himself... He pulled a strand of sticky wet hair away with his fingers, and carefully blown it away. He couldn't help but touched his calm face after falling asleep, and the corners of his mouth slowly cocked.
Silly.
After drying the last strand of wet hair, he turned off the hair dryer and put it on the head of the bed, lay down and leaned in carefully, put the person in his arms, kissed his forehead, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
As soon as it dawned, He Bai sat on the bed in a daze, touched him and felt completely cold.
There was a note on the bedside table. He rubbed his face and leaned forward to pick it up.
Di Qiuhe: I went to the studio first. I ordered breakfast for you. When I wake up, remember to eat. When I get to the studio, I will call Assistant Wang and he will go out and pick you up.
Putting down the note, he looked around in the room and saw a two-layer insulated food container on the small table. He smiled heartily, got up and walked over to open the food container in a good mood, and his smile froze at the corner of his mouth. .
On the first layer, there is a whole layer of Xiaolongbao, smelling the fragrance, it is definitely minced meat. On the second floor, a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge and one-half of the steamed bun each account for half of the country, and there is a boiled egg next to Xiaogri. Next to the food box, a big red apple was exuding the unique sweetness of fruit, and a delicate cake box was pressed under the apple.
This is a very generous breakfast. It is enough to feed two He Bai! This is a breakfast that seems to echo Di Qiuhe's phrase "You are too thin, you need to eat more" last night!
Why wasn't it so rich last time
boom!
He closed the food box, walked into the bathroom expressionlessly, brushing his teeth angrily.
Even if you dislike it, if you dare to act, you bastard Di Spicy Chicken!
Di Qiuhe found out that the puppy who had come to visit him specially, after arriving on the set, completely forgot about him.
After shooting the high-efficiency action scene, he walked to the rest area and looked around. He didn't see He Bai's figure, frowned, took a sip of the water that Wang Boyi handed over, and asked, "Where is Xiao Bai? Go to the bathroom?"
"No." Wang Boyi answered this question for the fifth time, motioned to Yang Wentian's side, and replied, "Mr. He is taking a picture of Mr. Yang. It has been a while."
Di Qiuhe's eyebrows darkened, and he turned and walked towards Yang Wentian.
Wang Boyi hurriedly stopped, "Di Shao, the next scene is about to begin, you..."
Before he finished speaking, the makeup artist strode over with the makeup case, greeted Di Qiuhe to sit down and said that he would make up for him.
Seeing this, Di Qiuhe could only suppress the urge to grab his sweetheart back, and sat on the stool with a straight face, his eyes darkened.
It's been five times, and all day today, the puppy hasn't seen anyone except when eating. The first time I asked, I went to take photos of Dong Ni, the second time was another actress, the third time was the male third, and the fourth time was a little dragon suit. This time, finally Arrived Yang Wentian.
The important and unimportant actors of the entire crew took a lot of shots, but they never filmed him once. It is obvious that he is the male lead. Today's scene is also the most important, but the camera has never been aimed at him once.
Is it because of aesthetic fatigue, that he is ugly
He frowned, raised his hand and touched his face.
Wang Boyi stood aside and looked at his dark face, a little anxious. The makeup artist is still there. Does Shao Di's expression still need to be set
"Don't touch it, rub the makeup away."
Thinking of this, the makeup artist raised his hand to block Di Qiuhe's hand, his face was full of disapproval. Wang Boyi's heart was raised immediately, and his brain turned frantically, thinking about how to round the field for his boss.
"Sorry." Di Qiuhe returned to his senses faster than him, realized that he was distracted, and slowly stretched his brows, and sighed, "It's a bit too entertaining... You go on, I don't move anymore."
The makeup artist laughed immediately after hearing the words, "What is there to apologize for? It's a good thing to be in the film. Let's finish the filming early. We have to finish the film early. Recently, we rushed to the film every day. It is the same as the Chinese New Year holiday. Everyone wants to thank you very much. Woolen cloth."
Di Qiuhe also smiled, followed her words with humility, and made a good impression of dedication and dedication.
Wang Boyi: "..." As expected of Di Shao, he is still too young.
When He Bai came back from his homework, he saw Di Qiuhe from a distance talking to a young and beautiful makeup artist. The two were very close. Di Qiuhe sat on the stool with his head up, the makeup artist stood slightly bent over, the two of them looked at each other with a smile on their faces.
The atmosphere is very warm.
He raised the camera, pointed the lens at Di Qiuhe, looking at Di Qiuhe's slightly raised mouth and smiling eyes, he couldn't press the shutter with his fingers.
The light is very good, and the appearance of the two people laughing and talking is very much in line with the theme of the homework assigned to him by Xu Yinrong this time, "emotions," but he just feels that this moment should not be recorded.
Selfishness only took a moment, and the next second, the finger still pressed the shutter.
Click.
When Di Qiuhe heard the sound, he turned his head, the gentle smile in his eyes suddenly became strong, but the corners of his mouth were instantly flattened, his brows were slightly frowned, his legs and waist were hardened, his arms were slightly raised, as if he was about to get up and pull what he saw in his eyes. people.
Click.
The picture freezes, and his heartbeat speeds up suddenly. He Bai touched his chest suspiciously, and when he looked at the camera, only the makeup artist and Wang Boyi were left in the picture. Then it went black and the camera was blocked by his palm.
"I'm finally willing to come back?" With a gentle and deep voice, with an unpleasant and accusatory tone, the ending voice was slightly upturned, showing a trace of uncontextual euphoria.
An idea that was denied last night came up again. He Bai paused, put down the camera, and turned his head to meet Di Qiuhe's gaze, tentatively asking, "So wronged, do you miss me for an hour? Isn't it like every three autumns?"
"Changing the words randomly, you only have one hour of absence?" Di Qiuhe poked his dimples with a stern face, and said fiercely, "Don't run around, just stay in the rest area. I have another one. The play can close, and I will take you to dinner later." After speaking, he rubbed his hair vigorously, turned and left.
The makeup artist just passed by the two when he left, and smiled when he saw it, "Your brothers have a good relationship. Di Qiuhe must be a very gentle brother. It's a pity that his family... Sorry, I have to make up for other actors. Disappointed."
He Bai frowned upon hearing this, watched the makeup artist leave, and touched his head.
Very gentle brother? I vaguely remember that Di Qiuhe used to shamelessly claim to be his elder brother... So is it possible that Di Qiuhe’s care and intimacy to him was just because his brotherhood couldn’t be placed in Di Chunhua and Di Xia Song. Put it all on yourself
Thinking from this aspect, Di Qiuhe has an explanation for his lack of interest in his body and even a bit of disgust. After all, no good brother who cares about his brother will be happy to see his thin brother. There is also the breakfast portion of the pigs fed this morning, which seems to be explained by the brother's concern for the younger brother... Everything becomes reasonable and reasonable, and the breath that has been held for a day disappears and is replaced by some inexplicable emotion.
He lowered his head, turned out the photo of Di Qiuhe and the makeup artist, and looked at the slightly close expressions of the two, and two huge question marks flashed in his eyes.
Maybe he misunderstood, Di Qiuhe is actually straight
The speculation that swayed back and forth made people emotionally disturbed. He Bai sat in front of the table full of big fish and meat. He had no appetite. He only felt that he who had been uninterested in anyone was so happy and chic.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Di Qiuhe, who was burying his head in picking vegetables for himself, and said blankly, "You are a curse."
Di Qiuhe put a piece of spare ribs into his bowl, frowning and wondering, "What are you talking about? Why don't you eat it all the time and have no appetite? Then I'll give you something else?"
He Bai looked at the pure care on his face, choked on his chest, bowed his head, turning his entanglement into appetite.
So Di Qiuhe's concern for him is really due to the hell of his brother? Maybe it's the love of father and son? After all, Di Laji tried to coax him like a son... When the chewing stopped, he squeezed his chopsticks tightly and his eyes became firm.
No, Di Spicy Chicken had too much influence on his mood, so he had to withdraw a wave.
Swallowing the ribs, he wiped his mouth, looked at Di Qiuhe and said, "The homework that Master gave me this week is'emotions.' I spent a day in the crew today, and the footage has been almost shot, so I am going to tomorrow Go outside, find inspiration, and stop by Xing Shaofeng, so I won’t go to the studio with you."
Di Qiuhe, who was wrapping roast duck for him, turned his head and looked over, his voice slightly raised, "Are you going to visit Xing Shaofeng? Going for a whole day?" After two days off, he actually had to move one day to Xing Shaofeng.
"It shouldn't take a whole day, half a day. He came to area D this time to find an expert to see a doctor. He was just admitted to the hospital today. We want to hire him. Of course, he must be more thoughtful. Visiting is a must." He Bai explained.
Di Qiuhe frowned more tightly, "We want to hire him? When did it happen?"
"Just yesterday..." He Bai paused in the middle of speaking, his eyes widened slightly, a bit silly, "Didn't I tell you? I want to hire him as your agent. He is very capable and can definitely help you. "
Di Qiuhe was also silly for a second, then lowered his head and drank his mouth, trying to suppress the corners of his mouth that he wanted to cock up, raised his head to look at him with a serious face, and asked, "So you are so courteous to him, for me? You see me There is no agent, so found one for me?"
He Bai was stunned by his serious expression, and the feelings of love in his heart were instantly thrown behind his head, and he said seriously, "Qiu He, don't blame me for being troublesome. Artists can come out and do it alone, but not without an agent. Wang. The assistant is very capable, but his energy is limited. If he wants to take care of you, he will have no energy to deal with your external affairs. Assistant An is incapable and unable to stand alone. Your movie will be finished in two months. The work in the future must be planned out as soon as possible. You don’t think Xing Shaofeng’s image is bad now, and he doesn’t have any contacts in the entertainment industry, but as long as he wants, he can do better than the most gold-medal agents."
Di Qiuhe looked at his polite manner, and his heart became soft... It turned out that the puppy approached Xing Shaofeng for his own sake, and the vinegar instantly turned into honey.
He Bai saw that he didn't speak but thought he didn't believe it, so he put down his chopsticks and explained in more detail, "Xing Shaofeng's poor reputation is because his previous employers were selfish and didn't want him to be too famous and wanted to keep him tied up. By my side. If it wasn't for me that I couldn't afford his annual salary, I would have wanted to hire him under my own hands. Qiuhe, you believe me once, hiring him is absolutely worthwhile, you won't be —"
Finally, the corners of the raised mouth could no longer be suppressed, Di Qiuhe suddenly raised his hand to pinch his face, and gently tugged.
He Bai was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and pulled down his hand, "Don't make trouble, I'm going to tell you business."
"I listen to you." Di Qiuhe smiled and looked at him, feeling itchy. He raised his hand and poked his dimple again. He was in a good mood and he was about to fly, and said softly, "Puppy, I will feed you well. "Yes." After you get fat, you can get stuck firmly in your heart and can't run anymore.
He Bai couldn't understand his circumstantial love story, thinking of the disgusting incident last night and the brother's love analyzed today, his face turned dark, he picked up a fried dumpling and stuffed it in his mouth, and said viciously, "If you can't speak, just shut up." Mouth! I can eat by myself, don’t want you to feed me! Give me the bank card! Xing Shaofeng always collects the money first after he goes to work, I don’t have enough money!"
Di Qiuhe blinked, shut his mouth and chewed the fried dumplings obediently, took out his wallet and placed it in his hand, and said vaguely, "I'll give it to you, it's all yours."
He Bai's heart flopped twice, unbearably raised his hand and pressed his face, pushing his face to face the dinner plate, and said, "Don't laugh! You're ugly laughing while eating! Eat!" The crispness of digging out his wallet must be the love of that damn brother again!
Di Qiuhe turned his head and rubbed his hand.
The feeling of rubbing his lips against his palm was too obvious. He Bai retracted his hand like an electric shock, and was so angry that he picked up a pig's hoof and ate it. He threw away his hand and hummed, "I heard Assistant Wang said that you have a little bit of cleanliness? This is a good problem, and I love to be clean."
Di Qiuhe stopped smiling, and slowly squeezed his palms, looking at him with heavy eyes.
He Bai stared, "Why, want to fight?"
Di Qiuhe tightened his lips, stretched out his hand decisively to pull him over and press him into his arms, lowered his head to rub his neck and shoulders, and then hooked his legs to let him sit on him, clinging to him tightly, touching him with his hands.
He Bai was shocked and struggling, "Fuck! Your hands are all oil, don't rub against me! No mouth! Fuck! Don't rub my waist! My shirt is going to be scrapped!"
After being rubbed by his brother’s love, He Bai returned to the hotel and drove Di Qiuhe out of the room. Then he called Director Jiang ruthlessly, and asked Director Jiang to "be open-minded and easy to learn, but embarrassed to talk to the director to exchange plot differences." "Point" Di Qiuhe went to a small half-night meeting.
The next day, with the camera on his back, He Bai appeared vigorously outside Xing Shaofeng's luxurious single ward.
"Thank you for coming to see me." Xing Shaofeng let him sit down on the sofa, poured him a cup of tea, and asked with a smile, "I heard that you only have two days off, I thought Di Qiuhe would not let you come out."
The dimples on He Bai's face deepened, and he clenched his teeth. "Why should he not let me?" A self-righteous brother Po, what right does he have
Xing Shaofeng glanced at his expression, his eyes deepened with a smile, poured himself a cup of tea, and did not answer.
"What did the doctor say?" He Bai's emotions came fast and he took it quickly. After putting down the tea cup, he adjusted his expression and asked with concern.
"I have recovered well. After these affected areas on the face are crusted and peeled off, I can do some minor skin repair operations to be discharged." Xing Shaofeng replied, glanced at his camera bag and asked, "I was bored after I was admitted to the hospital yesterday. I learned a little bit about you and Di Qiuhe on the Internet. Are you a photographer?"
He Bai nodded and asked, "What do you think after understanding?"
"Slightly moved, both to you and him." Xing Shaofeng didn't hide his interest, pointed to his camera bag, and asked with a smile, "Can you show me your work?"
He Bai generously handed the camera over.
There are not many photos in the camera. Most of them were taken on the set yesterday. It only takes a few minutes to go through them. However, Xing Shaofeng watched it for a long time. He Bai also noticed that he seemed to prefer a few of them and stayed on them. a long time.
Half an hour later, Xing Shaofeng put down the camera.
He Bai put down a magazine he picked up and flipped through at the right time, and said casually, "Most of these photos were taken on the set of Qiuhe's new movie. Something bad happened to his family not long ago. I came here this time. I thought that the atmosphere of the crew would definitely be wrong, but I turned around yesterday, but found that everyone was not affected at all, what it used to be, what it is now."
This is a disguised saying that Di Qiuhe's popularity is good.
Xing Shaofeng returned the camera to him and nodded with a smile, "The photo was taken very well. It can be seen that Di Qiuhe's play this time is a masterpiece. There is no news about this play on the Internet, so it should be filmed in secret. Is it okay to just show me these photos."
He Bai smiled and shook his head, "It doesn't matter, I believe in your professional ethics and character."
"It's my honor to have your trust." Xing Shaofeng helped him add tea and said after thinking about it, "Di Qiuhe is very good. I can take this job, but I have a little concern."
He Bai was pleasantly surprised and said hurriedly, "Is it worrying about your illness? It doesn't matter. The cooperation can start after you recover. Qiuhe's current scene will take some time to be filmed."
"It's not because of this." Xing Shaofeng smiled and waved his hand, carefully examining his expression, and said, "I am concerned about some personal issues of Di Qiuhe. Can you give me the contact information of Di Qiuhe? I want to personally Talk to him."