It's okay not to fry CP! [Entertainment]

Baiying is used to following her own whims, so she doesn't know what to eat.

She will eat it if someone cooks it, and she will not eat it if no one cooks it.

In the past few days, He Zishu had given him some appetite, and when it was meal time, he swayed down the stairs slowly.

Looking at the epic breakfast in front of him, he understood: "Jinchen is here to pick you up? Or Jia'an?"

He Zishu, who was thinking about how to ask for leave, blinked, blinked again, and paused for a while before replying: "The captain is here to pick you up."

"He's quite free," Bai Ying scooped up a spoonful of red bean porridge, "When will he come?"

He Zishu said honestly, "Night."

"He comes at night," Bai Yingban raised a spoon, drew a small circle at Lin Lang's breakfast table, and teased, "Is there someone who prepared it in the morning?"

"No!" He Zishu's ears turned red, "Sister, you didn't eat much for dinner last night, I'm afraid you'll be hungry..."

As he spoke, the ending sound softened a bit.

He Zishu was also a little guilty.

Fear of Baiying's hunger is the reason, but "one of them" should be added at the end.

After all, Mr. Liang had just attended class yesterday, so he "asked for leave" today, how lax it looked.

Always let the teacher see some sincerity.

"Just kidding," Bai Ying smiled, "five days, almost, let's take a weekend to digest for two days."

The holiday suddenly doubled, and He Zishu's eyes were black and shining.

Bai Ying looked at Xinxi, and said again: "Don't worry, the audition will be in the next year, there is still a lot of time."

"The end of the year is also busy," Bai Ying opened the phone's built-in calendar, glanced at it, and there is still half a month left.

She asked casually, "Should there be a lot of New Year's announcements?"

He Zishu: "It hasn't been decided yet."

Bai Ying: "Did you catch two games last year?"

He Zishu doesn't have much memory, but Liu Xia has shown him a collection of personal videos before, so he still has some impressions.

nodded.

"I can't make it to two games this year," Bai Ying blinked at He Zishu, "Don't worry."

He Zishu raised his head: "?"

"Because I can't afford it." Bai Ying laughed.

"It's the [-]th anniversary of Le Qing. According to Le Qing's general direction, it's impossible to dismantle the four of you and divide each family into one."

"So if you want it, you want it all," Bai Ying pulled out the most likely stations, "Since you want all four, then go for the first place in the ratings."

"In order to reduce the risk, all the money has been thrown out, and I will definitely not let you rush to the second match."

Bai Ying looked at He Zishu with a gentle expression: "So don't be so obedient, say hello to the company in advance, after the New Year's Eve performance is over, go back and rest for two days, and get together with friends."

New Year's Eve...

He Zishu held the spoon and stirred the porridge in his bowl.

He actually has no idea about Chinese New Year and holidays.

For him, these days are ordinary, even a little more deserted than usual.

Relatives, the relationship is unfamiliar, so I don't bother you for a long time.

Before meeting Liu Xia, He Zishu could only feel a little taste of the New Year in other people's mouths from the couplets, lanterns and soaring vegetable prices all over the corridors.

He Zishu nodded, "Yes."

I don't know if it was He Zishu and Yu Fangchong, or Lu Jinchen and Yu Fangchong, they both came to pick him up, not to mention the rain, the rain was not light.

Because when Lu Jinchen came to pick him up last time, he walked through the outer courtyard without an umbrella and was drenched in the rain.

So this time He Zishu behaved himself, wrapped himself up tightly, and waited at the door with an umbrella.

But he didn't calculate the time well, so when Lu Jinchen came, He Zishu had already been standing in the rain for a while.

Lu Jinchen parked the car by the wall, got out of the car, frowned and said, "When did you come out?"

"Just arrived." He Zishu saw that Lu Jin was under the umbrella, walked a few steps, raised the umbrella slightly, and supported the two of them before saying, "Not long."

Lu Jinchen took the umbrella and wiped the back of He Zishu's cold hand with her fingertips.

The frown deepened.

He Zishu's hands were a little stiff, his nerve endings were sluggish from the cold, and he didn't feel Lu Jinchen's touch.

The moment he put down the umbrella, he subconsciously retracted his hand into the cotton jacket.

After shrinking halfway, he was held by Lu Jinchen and led into the car.

Until I got into the car and was wrapped up, up, down, left, and right by the heater.

He Zishu felt something was wrong.

Suddenly, Liu Xia's words, "Is the fucking thing so subtle and silent" flashed through his mind.

He looked down at the hand that Lu Jinchen held just now.

When you just held hands, you didn't even struggle with politeness? ? ?

What was he thinking at that time?

He Zishu thought about it.

It's like... holding hands again.

Oh, holding hands again.

He Zishu: "..."

"Think of me that much?" When Lu Jinchen said this, his tone was slightly low, and he didn't sound in a good mood.

He Zishu was distracted, puzzled, and looked up at him.

Lu Jin tilted her head and looked at He Zishu: "If not, don't wait at the door so early next time."

He Zishu defended himself: "I didn't get caught in the rain, I brought an umbrella, I wore thick clothes, and my sister even stuffed me with a warmer..."

He Zishu originally wanted to say "warm baby".

But suddenly remembered the last time Lu Jinchen called him "warm baby" jokingly.

The memory that was turned over by Xuxu came back again.

So the phrase "warm baby" got stuck, and I couldn't shout it out.

"Warm what?" Lu Jinchen tickled the corner of his mouth.

"It's nothing." He Zishu quickly changed the subject, "Is Yanyan at home?"

Lu Jinshen: "Wang Wen is here, he will leave when we get home."

Lu Jinchen said the word "home" too lightly and naturally.

Naturally, He Zishu was even a little dazed.

He remembered Bai Ying's words, raised his head, and looked at Lu Jinchen: "Is the New Year's Eve Announcement finalized?"

"Not yet, it should be Qingyun Terrace." Lu Jinchen always felt that what He Zishu wanted to ask was not this, so he said softly, "What's wrong? Don't want to go?"

He Zishu shook his head: "No, besides a New Year's Eve performance, are there any other announcements?"

If not, he'll have to find something to do for himself.

According to Lu Jinchen and Givenchy's temperament, they definitely don't worry about him staying in the villa alone.

The rare holiday should be used to accompany relatives.

Just because he didn't, doesn't mean they didn't.

It can't be wasted.

Taking advantage of the light from both sides, Lu Jinchen glanced at He Zishu.

The man was pursing his lips and bowing his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

He frowned: "Are there any arrangements?"

He Zishu smiled: "It's okay, just ask, if there is a vacation, I want to go out for a walk."

Lu Jin bent her finger deeply, and tapped the steering wheel twice: "Where do you want to go?"

He Zishu turned on his phone and randomly found a tourist city nearby. He tried his best to look planned and said in a relaxed tone, "Pengyun Mountain, I heard from Axia that the snow scene over there is very beautiful."

"Okay." Lu Jin replied seriously, "I want to play for a few days."

Seeing that Lu Jinchen agreed, He Zishu breathed a sigh of relief.

He Zishu didn't care if he played for a few days, the seamless connection was the best, so he said, "Sister An gives me a few days off, so I just play for a few days."

Lu Jin smiled deeply: "If you want to play for a few days, give it a few days off."

He Zishu thought about it and replied, "Five days?"

There is enough time for Givenchy and Xie Muran to go back and forth.

Lu Jin Shen nodded.

"When do you want to leave?" Lu Jin said calmly, "After the performance? Or the next day?"

He Zishu was taken aback by the question: "So is there really a personal leave?"

Lu Jin Shen didn't answer, nor denied it.

Even if you didn't have it before, you have to have it now.

He Zishu said softly: "The next day, it will be New Year's Day after the performance, it's too late, maybe the hotel can't be booked."

Lu Jinchen said something meaningful: "Want to stay in a hotel?"

He Zishu hesitated for a moment: "Is it...not suitable?"

It seemed that he was thinking things too simply.

With his current status, it seemed difficult to stay in a hotel quietly.

"It's not impossible," Lu Jinchen said lightly, "It's just staying with me, it's more convenient."

He Zishu nodded his head halfway, then raised it abruptly: "Live...where are you?"

"What, what do you mean?"

Lu Jin smiled deeply: "I just wanted to go to Pengyun Mountain."

He Zishu really couldn't say "what a coincidence".

I also know what Lu Jinchen is for.

He stroked his fingertips and said seriously, "No."

Lu Jinchen was amused by his little expression: "Why not?"

"It's a very difficult vacation, so I can go back to accompany Teacher Song and the others." He Zishu disapproved, "I don't see you a few times a year, they must miss you very much."

Lu Jin smiled deeply: "I just met a few days ago."

He Zishu was choked up, unable to speak, and after a while, he choked out a sentence: "That doesn't count."

I just had a face-to-face meeting, and I still came to pick him up for a face-to-face meeting.

"If I go back, you, Teacher Song, will only get angry." Lu Jin said slowly.

He Zishu frowned: "Why?"

Because I didn't take you back.

Lu Jinchen thought so in his heart, but he said, "I know how to smoke."

"Because nobody cares."

"Also idle."

"Can't help it."

"Three or four packs a day is also possible."

He Zishu: "..."

After being stunned for a while, He Zishu asked in a low voice, "Can't you bear it for five days?"

Obviously Mr. Song said that this person is not a heavy smoker, he only smokes when he is in a bad mood.

Now it seems that the Rebellious Army Lu still hides part of his strength in front of his parents.

Lu Jin slowed down the speed of the car, and slowly turned his face to look at He Zishu.

With just one glance, he turned back.

But the darkness in his eyes deepened, and his voice became hoarse: "Five days, not short."

Haven't seen this guy for five days.

Lu Jinchen felt that it was enough.

He Zishu didn't notice it, and frowned: "Have you smoked these days?"

Calculating hastily, it has been five days.

"No," Lu Jin smiled deeply, "It's coming soon."

If his children haven't come back yet.

Because of this sentence, He Zishu searched all the way "30 years of smoking addiction, how to quit in one month".

Although Mr. Song said that Lu Jinchen's addiction to smoking was only 3 years.

But He Zishu felt that if he couldn't bear it for 5 days, this was not a 3-year addiction.

When the two arrived at the villa, Wang Wen received a message from Lu Jinchen that he had already left.

As soon as He Zishu opened the door, Yanyan got up from the cushion not far away.

The fluffy one raised its neck, looked at him for a long time, then trembled its ears, and ran towards him.

Meow meow meow meow.

He Zishu immediately squatted down.

Yanyan grabbed his hand and wanted to hug him.

But he had just taken off his down jacket, and his whole body was still soaked in cold air, fearing that the little milk cat would be frozen.

I had to squat down and play with her first.

His fingers were slightly wet, He Zishu lowered his head, and the little milk cat bit his fingertips.

It didn't hurt, the little fangs only scratched it a few times, and then let go.

Then he calmed down and squatted obediently.

Mic from time to time.

He Zishu turned his head and looked at Lu Jinchen.

I don't know if it was a little light that fell in, or because of joy, the eyes are extraordinarily bright: "The teeth seem to grow again."

Following He Zishu's movements, Yanyan also raised her little furry head and stared at Lu Jinchen.

One big and one small looked up at him at the same time, Lu Jin's heart softened instantly.

He smiled and said, "Well, I will bite."

He Zishu scratched the little milk cat's chin: "No, we don't bite anyone, it's the most obedient."

It may be that when I was waiting for Lu Jin to sink, I stood for a long time and the temperature dropped sharply.

He Zishu only felt that the cold air had not dissipated from his whole body for a long time.

Lu Jinchen was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he coaxed and lied, and led him into the bathroom first.

He Zishu rushed quickly, changed into a set of pajamas, and went downstairs.

Yanyan heard the movement, stood up from Lu Jin's arms, and ran towards He Zishu.

In the middle of the journey, for some reason, I fell down.

He Zishu ran over, only to find that there was a puddle of water at some point.

He hurriedly picked up the salt, some water was already on his back.

Lu Jinchen came over: "What's wrong?"

"I don't know where a little water poured over there, I fell it, and the fur on my back got a little wet." He Zishu took out a towel and a small hair dryer from the locker beside him, "I need to blow it, it won't be good if I catch a cold .”

After He Zishu finished speaking, he sat cross-legged on the carpet, spread out the towel, and put salt on the towel.

Adjust the minimum wind speed and stick it on the back of your hand.

I tried the temperature again and felt that it was almost the same, so I lowered my head and started blowing.

Because only a little water is on it, it blows very quickly.

Just as He Zishu was about to put away the hair dryer, he took it from behind with both hands.

Immediately, the ends of the hair became warm.

He Zishu straightened his body and moved.

"Sit down." Lu Jinchen gently brushed the back of He Zishu's neck and hair ends with his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "If you don't dry it, you will catch a cold."

He Zishu's fingertips were numb, and his ears were red.

It must have gotten wet when I just took a shower.

He took a breath and said softly, "I, I will do it myself."

The smile in Lu Jinchen's eyes deepened, but his tone was very calm: "Play with Yanyan."

He Zishu lowered his head, and the little milk cat was lying down, tilting his head and biting his finger, showing his belly.

It looks very cooperative.

He Zishu had no choice.

I had to concentrate on playing with my daughter.

When Wang Wen turned back, pressed the combination lock, and planned to come back to get his own key.

What I saw was such a scene.

He Zishu took the towel and wiped the little milk cat's body.

Captain Lu took a hair dryer and dried He Zishu's hair.

He didn't know why Lu Dui couldn't wipe the cat's body while Zishu dried his hair.

He didn't dare to ask.

Just took a photo with a blank face.

Sent to Gao Jie.

It was accompanied by the words: "Brother Jie, I will go to your house tonight for a squeeze. I lost the key on the sofa. A happy family is sitting on the sofa."

"It's not suitable for me to go in now."

"This photo is my accommodation fee."

"Are you satisfied?"

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Gao Jie: Satisfied, I am %￥#&*(#@