Xiangyi's cherry lips moved, but she hesitated to speak.
"Well... have you ever thought about it, Mr. Si actually has a thing for you..."
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Mr. Xiang, I am today's makeup artist, is it convenient to enter now?"
It would be inappropriate to talk about this topic in front of outsiders.
Let's talk about it later.
"Please come in."
The make-up artist pushed the door and entered, followed by several assistants.
"Mr. Xiang, if you have any needs, please communicate with me at any time. We are all for today's film..."
The makeup artist put on makeup for Xiangyi, and Anan angrily typed a few words:
[up to you! snort!]
He admits that he is not very smart, that he failed his family's expectations, failed to be an excellent doctor, inherited the family hospital, and can only be a poor migrant worker after falling out with his parents...
But, but, Mr. Si is the person he admires the most, how can he call himself a fool
woo woo woo...
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Si Chuanbai, who was thousands of miles away, looked indifferent: "If there is nothing else, I won't bother you."
His mother, Ms. Hong's scalp was numb: "You, you child, what kind of disturbance is it to go back to your own home! Aren't you cheating on your mother!"
"Like I said, I have someone I like."
"I also said, no—" Ms. Hong's voice was sharp, "Just that little bastard with colorful hair? I won't allow it! I won't allow it! How can you like such a person, how can he be worthy of you..."
Si Chuanbai interrupted her: "He has a name, Mu Nan. I fully understand and understand your feelings, but I hope you can give him the respect he deserves."
The son who had always been taciturn but respectful and docile to her, contradicted her for the first time for someone else, and Ms. Hong froze in place.
After a long time, she asked tremblingly, "Do you like it that much? Why?!"
Si Chuanbai: "Some things have no reason. Don't get angry, your blood pressure should rise later, I'll go to the kitchen and boil some hot water for you."
There is an instant hot water dispenser at home, how can Ms. Hong not understand that he is making excuses to avoid her
The sourness in my heart gradually expanded.
Is she wrong
But she is also for the good of her son...
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kitchen.
Si Chuanbai pressed the switch of the kettle, picked up his phone casually, and sent a few messages to Anan.
When seeing Anan urging him to go on a blind date, Si Chuanbai's heart was cut like a knife.
But when you see the sentence [Anything you want! snort! ], Si Chuanbai's heart seemed to explode like ten thousand fireworks!
This coquettish tone...
This coquettish tone...
This hint of jealousy...
Si Chuanbai's brain supplement instantly upgraded from "Does Xiao Caimao like me" to—
Little Caimao likes me.
Si Chuanbai edited the information, deleted, deleted and revised it for a long time, and he didn't know what to reply.
Would it be too unrestrained to return to "together"
Would it be too subtle to reply "listen to you"
After struggling for a long time, Si Chuanbai decided to ask the most experienced person around him for advice.
He dialed Shi Sui's number.
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powder room.
The makeup artist gave Shi Suihua very light makeup, only modified the shape of the eyebrows, applied lip balm, and deepened the contours and lines with contouring powder.
The man looked tired and said casually:
"You mean, Anan confessed to you? Are you sure?"
Si Chuanbai said firmly: "I'm 100% sure! Do you think I should directly propose with the diamond ring, or add his name to my real estate certificate first?!"
Shi Sui: "I suggest you get a brain surgery first?"
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