Finished watching two thrillers.
Fu Heng's feet felt weak.
Bai Sang stood up and wanted to go back to his room to sleep, but Bai Sang was still a little excited.
It's a pity that it was too late, otherwise I could have watched another one.
Fu Heng guessed what she was thinking from her face. He lowered his head and walked to his room very quickly.
Horror movies are so scary.
A thriller too.
He wants to sleep.
Bai Sang heard the footsteps and shouted: "Fu Heng."
Fu Heng suddenly stopped on his feet, but he did not dare to turn around.
"Yeah." He replied lightly.
"You can sleep in tomorrow and don't have to get up early."
When Fu Heng heard that he was not asked to continue reading, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay."
Bai Sang then returned to his room, took his clothes, took a shower and went to bed.
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the next day.
Bai Sang slept until she woke up naturally, and didn't wake up until half past nine.
Lying on the bed and relaxing, he lifted the quilt and walked to the window, opening the curtains.
Then I stepped on my slippers and walked to the bathroom to wash up.
Without changing into her pajamas, she opened the door and walked out.
I saw Fu Heng sitting on the sofa, reading a magazine in his hand.
"You're up so early." Bai Sang's voice was soft and coquettish.
Fu Heng turned his head, and when he saw Bai Sang was wearing pajamas, loose and loose, revealing half of his fair shoulders and delicate collarbone, exuding a seductive aura.
His nose felt slightly warm.
He quickly looked away and said, "Well, I'll get you hot porridge."
After saying that, he hurried to the kitchen.
Bai Sang sat on the chair, supporting his chin with his hands and looking at Fu Heng's busy figure in the kitchen.
"What time did you get up?"
"Seven o'clock."
"So early?"
Fu Heng hummed and came out with a small plate of cold dishes and a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge.
Place it gently in front of Bai Sang.
Bai Sang was not polite and started eating directly.
After a while, Fu Heng brought another bowl of porridge over, and then sat across from Bai Sang to eat.
Bai Sang looked confused and asked, "Did you get up so early and have nothing to eat?"
"It's a bit hot, so I didn't eat it."
"Oh." Bai Sang still believed it.
She was quite happy to have breakfast with someone.
"Sister Bai, I will work hard." Fu Heng suddenly said this.
Bai Sang tilted his head, then said with a smile: "Then I will work hard to make you famous and make you make a lot of money!"
This sentence is a promise.
If it had been any other young artist who had just started, he would have been extremely happy.
Fu Heng didn't. He looked at Bai Sang with very focused eyes, "I'll let you take care of me."
"Huh?" Bai Sang was a little confused: "Don't you always ask me to take care of you?"
Mission accomplished.
It's nurturing.
Fu Heng's cheeks turned red, and it was difficult for him to explain. He lowered his head and said, "Well, I've been being taken care of."
"That's right." Bai Sang smiled softly and continued to drink porridge.
The atmosphere was very peaceful.
This kind of day lasts until I start working.
It was Bai Sang's first time bringing an artist, and Fu Heng was not popular either.
There is no nanny car or assistant.
She was running the whole time.
Fu Heng was a little nervous because it was his first time working.
The bump ends.
One day has passed.
This was the first time Bai Sang was so tired. He was really too tired.
Both worlds are pampered by villains.
Now it's his turn to pamper the villain, and Bai Sang thinks he can still do it!
The strength is back.
Because the commercial performance was a success, the person in charge has already made an appointment for the next one.
That's a good sign.
I quickly swipe my iPad in my hand and prepare my plans for tomorrow.
After Fu Heng took off her makeup, what she saw when she came out was Bai Sang who looked like a strong woman.
Late again! ! !
(End of chapter)