The actor's honey lover

When Bai Er went downstairs, he was surprised to find that a space was vacated in the hall downstairs near the window, and it was arranged like a restaurant with an extra set of dining tables.

The dining table is a western modern style, which is completely different from the antique home furnishings, and there is even a rose in the middle.

Jian Xingze was sitting at the main table, with one hand resting on his firm chin, the other hand was scrolling a book, and he was reading with downcast eyes.The ends of the long hair were roughly tied with a rubber band, hanging loosely over the shoulders.

Seeing him coming down, Xiaowei and the butler greeted him with full smiles, and pushed him to the side of Jian Xingze from left to right, pressed him on the seat, and didn't speak, probably because they were afraid of disturbing Jian Xingze's reading.

The housekeeper scooped up glutinous rice porridge for Bai Er, and Xiao Wei brought over a plate of steamed crystal dumplings.

The aroma of food diffuses in the air, adding a bit of smoke and fire to this beautiful space that seems to be outlined by ink and wash.

Jian Xingze let go of the hand resting on his chin, turned the pages of the book, and without looking at him, said in one word: "Eat."

Bai Er sneaked a glance at Xiaowei and the butler, wanting to ask them why they didn't eat it, but it was a little funny, since neither of them are human, they probably wouldn't eat these.

Looking at the porridge in the porcelain bowl, the milky white rice grains were almost stewed, very thick, with the unique fragrance of rice, very appetizing.

Looking at the crystal steamed dumplings again, the skin is thin and deep, the outer layer is crystal clear, and the inside is tender and soft. Not to mention the aroma, it is attractive to look at.

Seeing that he was still refusing to move his chopsticks, Jian Xingze changed into a domineering posture, and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter? Afraid of the human flesh in the package, dare not eat it?"

Bai Er was drooling with greed, but he lost his appetite when he said this, "...No, I, I prefer sweets."

Jian Xingze was obviously taken aback.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Bai Er, his eyes were far away, "Before..."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Xiaowei and the housekeeper coughed together for some reason, and winked at their boss.

Jian Xingze was taken aback again, looking away from Bai Er's face full of doubts, looking down at the dumplings, as if he was considering his words, "Someone told me that this kind of dumplings is delicious, and if conditions permit, he would like to Eat it every day."

Bai Er was confused when he heard it, and asked without thinking, "What does that have to do with me?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the other three people froze instantly.

After a long time, Jian Xingze raised his eyelids and looked at Bai Er.

His eyes were extremely pale, and his face was sullen, as if he was a bit disheartened and disappointed.

It was only then that Bai Er realized that he had said the wrong thing, and avoided his eyes like a guilty conscience, and wanted to pick up the dumplings to eat, but his fingertips were shaking unbearably.

Jian Xingze suddenly sneered again.

Stretching out his hand to put it on Bai Er's plate, he twirled a dumpling and threw it into his mouth, chewing it tastelessly, "I just want you to taste it, is it really as delicious as he said."

After a pause, he put away the book in his hand and made a difficult swallowing movement, "You know I don't eat this stuff, it's no different from chewing books."

Bai Er raised one eyebrow, "...then you still eat?"

"got used to,"

Jian Xingze shrugged, with an indifferent expression: "He used to ask me to accompany him to eat, and I didn't want to spoil his interest, so I would force myself to eat a little."

Bai Er looked at him with a strange expression, could it be that that person is also your food?Still playing the role of mixed lover?Finally sucked to death by you?Then, you just found me?

And me, his substitute?

Seeing that he was still refusing to move his chopsticks, Jian Xingze began to urge: "Eat quickly, I have to go to filming later."

Then Bai Er picked up a dumpling and took a small bite.

The rich and tender meat flavor wrapped in the dough instantly captures the taste buds. The taste is really wonderful, and Bai Er's eyes light up when he eats it.

this thing...

If conditions permit, I will not get tired of eating it every day!

Ningzhou Film and Television City.

Even though Jian Xingze's access to the studio is different every day, there are still fans and paparazzi who stay behind to watch him commute to and from work.

Bai Er saw the bouquet girl from yesterday again in the crowd, she was still running and sprinting with tears and snot in her nose, shouting: "Master Jian, I love you, I want to marry you!"

Still stopped by security.

Jian Xingze still didn't give her a look.

Bai Er felt that Jian Xingze was a bit unreasonable, and then he thought again, maybe monsters only treat human beings as food, and no one would have feelings for food.

Even if there is, there are only two kinds, like to eat or not to like to eat.

As soon as he entered the set, the agent ran over in a hurry, and took Jian Xingze's hat and scarf again. He looked gentle and refined, like a little daughter-in-law welcoming an old man from get off work, "Good morning, Mr. Jian, I slept well last night. okay?"

For some reason, Bai Er felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

It must be the inconsistency of this person that makes me sick. Whatever, I have to find a chance to escape today anyway.

he thought so.

"good."

Jian Xingze answered the manager indifferently, but the corner of his eyes turned to Bai Er. When the manager's hand reached out to take off the mask, he stepped back subconsciously: "Manager Xie, let my boyfriend do these things in the future." That's it."

After he finished speaking, he swayed in front of Bai Er, with his long arms slightly bent, his big hands idly in his trouser pockets, leaning over his tall figure, and motioned him to take off his mask with his eyes.

Is your hand broken?Someone needs to take off the mask for you! ! !

Bai Er cried out in his heart, but he stretched out his hand obediently and helped someone pick it off.

When I raised my eyes, I touched the man's deep and nostalgic eyes like the warm winter sun. At this moment, my heart inexplicably forgot to breathe.