The sick tycoon tricked me into pampering him again

"hiss--"

The slight cry of pain was intertwined with Yu Zhan's voice, Yu Zhan's voice paused, and Lu Sibo had already turned his head to look over.

Seeing the wound on the corner of his mouth, Lu Sibo frowned, and glanced at Yu Zhan incredulously, "What's wrong?"

With this, I don't know whether to question Yu Zhan more, or to care more about Bai Qiao.

Yu Zhan said, "Just now..."

"I had a fight with him just now." Bai Qiao lowered his voice, and there was a sense of support in his words, "He didn't do it on purpose, and I didn't hurt too much, so don't ask."

Yu Zhan: "???"

You, this, what? !

What the hell are you talking about!

Yu Zhan pursed his lips, and Bai Qiao, who looked unhappy, talked teasingly.

Hearing these words, Lu Sibo could indeed feel Bai Qiao's grievance, but...because Bai Qiao thought he was blind, so when he was serving the little green tea, he didn't have any pitiful expression on his face. Instead, he kept a straight face, like a class teacher Feeling like training a child, with such a face, she said soft and coquettish words.

Rao Lu Sibo couldn't help but feel a little bit smart when he saw it.

Yu Zhan didn't take Bai Qiao to heart at all. The meaning of changing the subject was so obvious, he couldn't believe that Lu Sibo couldn't see it, and... he didn't even act on the surface. Is Lu Sibo really blind?

In this way, he was too lazy to complain, and it would be better to wait for Lu Sibo to question him.

Yu Zhan put his arms around his chest and looked at them leisurely.

Lu Sibo: "Bo Qiao..."

"Huh?" Bai Qiao turned his head to look at him, as if he could smell the fresh and cold perfume on the other party's body at a close distance, and when he looked back, his clear eyes could see the bottom, and he was full of cuddling.

The words of accusation and inquiry smacked his lips, Lu Sibo couldn't help but reflect, did Bai Qiao do something wrong?

No.

The fault is that he didn't make it clear.

Bai Qiao always took it as his duty to protect him. If he felt that Yu Zhan was a dangerous person, then it was understandable that Bai Qiao would attack Yu Zhan.

Can he blame Bai Qiao?

No!

How could he have the heart to let the young man who cuddled up to him show a disappointed and aggrieved expression? !

Thinking of this, Lu Sibo patted Bai Qiao's hand and said, "Yu Zhan, don't do anything to Bai Qiao next time."

Yu Zhan was still waiting for Lu Sibo to train Bai Qiao, but in the blink of an eye, the Kung Fu training was done, and the training target was changed!

"???" Even the number one killer had never seen such a scene.

Yu Zhan frowned, raised the torn skirt with his fingers, and asked, "I—?"

Lu Sibo said without changing his face: "...Even if you do it, be careful not to hurt him."

"Hurt him?" Yu Zhan looked at the bruise on his leg without arguing. The abdominal injury must be more serious, but it's not easy to show them.

However, just judging from the two people's current appearance, they will also be biased towards him, Yu Zhan!

He didn't look at Lu Sibo, 'what's the matter with you? '

'The man next to you is not ordinary at all. '

Lu Sibo rubbed his eyes, fully showing what it meant to be "didn't see, don't know, I'm blind." '

Yu Zhan: "..."

The part-time job of a makeup artist made me feel distressed.

During the silent debate between the two, Bai Qiao disguised himself as a transparent person, not getting involved, but enjoying watching the play.

Yu Zhan was reprimanded instead of filing a complaint. He walked to the dressing table angrily, and took a cosmetic bag, "Am I here to do your makeup?"

Shan Fanghua was a little stunned looking at the ragged beauty, but subconsciously wanted to ask Bai Qiao what he meant about the matter of makeup, and then said, "Yes."

Then, Yu Zhan held the makeup bag in one hand and him in the other, "Come on, I'll take you out to put on makeup."

"Eh, no... wait a minute."

"No wait."

Shan Fanghua is young and of average height, and can be ranked among the top three in the men's team, but at this moment, Yu Zhan dragged him out by the back of the neck like a chicken, and grabbed the door frame when he was about to go out to save himself .

This weak insistence was nothing in Yu Zhan's hands, so he dragged him out to put on makeup.

There was a loud 'bang' sound as the door closed, and it must have been mixed with some of Yu Zhan's personal emotions.

The chaotic sounds were immediately cut off from the door, and the lounge was instantly quiet.

“My takeaway!”

"Where's the injury?"

Two voices sounded at the same time, Bai Qiao was taken aback, and Lu Sibo said: "I'll talk about the takeaway later, where are you hurt?"

"The corner of the mouth." Bai Qiao pursed his lips and pressed them a few times with his fingertips. Although it felt a little tingling, to him this kind of minor injury could be completely ignored. He just found an excuse to change the subject. I didn't expect Lu Sibo to care about him.

Bai Qiao said quickly, "The wound is not that big, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Are you hungry? It's still a while before the stage starts, I'll take you out for dinner first." He forgot the takeaway in that corridor, and it's probably too late to eat.

"Need not."

Lu Sibo fumbled to pick up a cup of milk tea on the table, inserted the straw and handed it to him, "It's not long since we arrived, try it."

"You bought this?"

"Hmm." Seeing him take a sip, Lu Sibo asked, "How does it taste? I added a few more ingredients in it. I don't know if it will affect the original taste of the milk tea."

The milk tea Lu Sibo ordered for him may not taste good, even if it really tastes weird, he can still boast about the flowers, okay?

What's more, it tastes really good, Bai Qiao chewed on the Q bomb pearl milk tea and said, "It's very sweet."

Lu Sibo paused with his fingertips, then quickly covered it up, and casually wiped off the label on the milk tea with his hand, hiding the receipt in his hand, "Just sweet."

When Bai Qiao didn't notice, he scratched out a line of small words on the receipt with his fingertips: charcoal grilled salted milk.

---

The afternoon concert started on time.

Bai Qiao and Lu Sibo sat in the auditorium.

Although Bai Qiao didn't have a ticket, Lu Sibo bought all the tickets in the front row. He watched the show with Lu Sibo, and he borrowed a light to sit in the front row.

The group Shan Fanghua belongs to is called ZX. It is said that the name was chosen because the spaceship signed ZX was born on the day of the group's debut.

There are twelve people in total, their looks are online, and their business level is not bad.

There are different opinions about the termination of the contract today, but in Bai Qiao's view, it has something to do with the captain Jiang Mingrui.

The teammates who live together think about taking pictures of themselves every day, no one with a strong psychological quality can bear it.

In addition to the development prospects of the group, as well as the evaluation of each individual's personal activities, each company wants to bring back their own artists, which leads to the collapse of the group analysis.

It's not a pity.

Let's go our separate ways.

Bai Qiao is not very interested in this kind of entertainment, and he won't be empathized with the vigorous singing and dancing. If he is sleepy, he wants to play hache, and suddenly a heavy syllable is knocked out, and any drowsiness is knocked away.

When he came back to his senses, the distance between him and Lu Sibo was only less than a few tenths of a centimeter.

It seems that Lu Sibo's shoulder is about to be requisitioned!

Bai Qiao thought that the relationship between the two was far from the point where he could lean on his shoulders. With such a close distance, he couldn't believe that Lu Sibo didn't find out, but Lu Sibo didn't push him away either. The villain is by no means the kind of ruthless big devil, but a delicate little baby.

Bai Qiao sat up straight, coughed lightly and asked, "Brother Lu, is it too noisy?"

"No, it sounds good."

Does it sound good?

Bai Qiao was silent for a while, maybe it was because he was getting old?

Lu Sibo is still young, he seems to be only 20 years old.

Lu Sibo asked, "How old are you this year?"

Bai Qiao was slightly startled, I... Me?

If it is calculated according to the book, there should be 25.

The age outside the book... As long as Bai Qiao can remember, he doesn't know how old he is, let alone his birthday, let alone his age when he passed through the book.

Bai Qiao said, "Five years older than you."

"Older than me?" This was a bit beyond Lu Sibo's expectation, Bai Qiao looked very young, full of youthfulness, but he was a little cold at ordinary times, so he thought he was a child.

Lu Sibo smiled softly: "Then you are older than me, why do you still call me brother?"

Bai Qiao thought for a while, but said nothing.

When I read books, I always call him Brother Lu, I'm used to it.

Lu Sibo said: "If you don't mind, you can call me by my name."

Bai Qiao felt that the name was a bit unfamiliar, so he said, "Or, what nickname do you have?"

"..."

This time Lu Sibo was silent.

However, with this silence, Bai Qiao couldn't help thinking of something bad.

He also knows what's going on in Lu Sibo's family, his father doesn't love his mother, and the only thing he cares about is the money and shares in Lu Sibo's hands. How can there be feelings in this kind of family, naturally there won't be any nicknames and the like pet name.

Bai Qiao tightened his mind and said, "Actually, nicknames..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and the violent heavy metal music stopped with him.

Bai Qiao was taken aback, "What's going on?"

It was not only Bai Qiao who had this kind of doubt, but also the fans sitting in the back.

"Is the speaker broken?"

"Ah, don't! How can the concert be disbanded like this?!"

"Hurry up! Where's the organizer?! Where are the people who collected so much money?!"

……

On the stage, I, the boy in the group, kept the posture I had just set, as if waiting for the music to sound.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

A few who had difficulty moving started to tremble slightly, but in order not to disappoint the fans, but also for the whole stage, they continued to persevere.

At this moment, the large screen that had been stuck for a long time reappeared, but it was blank, not as good as the black screen just now.

Jiang Mingrui stood at the very front, with his arms outstretched, as if a god had descended into the world, standing in the center of the light.

Smiling and looking at the auditorium, but he was thinking about another thing.

"Wow - what's up with that screen?"

"Someone is spoofing? Who is so boring!"

"Damn it, I'm really throwing up. When the concert is disbanded, don't engage in these eye-catching things, okay?"

coming.

The time has come.

Cry bitterly, regret it.

This is the price you pay for rejecting me——!

However, when Jiang Mingrui looked back, the big screen that was supposed to display the photo of Shan Fanghua was blank.

In a dazed moment, a few big black characters with thin flashing lights popped out.

——Stupid, forced.