The actor's honey lover

"You, are you Jian Xingze?"

Bai Er almost thought that he was lucky. The famous actor Jian Xingze was actually a woman?Dominating the entire entertainment circle with top-notch makeup and PS techniques?

"Pfft!"

The woman couldn't help laughing out loud: "No, I'm Xiaowei."

"Xiaowei? Could it be his sister?"

As soon as the words came out, the woman suddenly smiled back, her eyes stared straight at her, and she said in her heart that I was a puppet made by you.

He stared for a few seconds, then pressed a pair of dark eyes into the curly eyelashes, leaned closer to Bai Er, and parted his red lips that seemed to be smeared with plasma, "No, the boss is waiting for you upstairs."

Although there is plenty of light in the room, seeing the dark eyes of the woman under the heavy makeup at such a close distance seems extremely strange for no reason.

The little peach blossom that suddenly flooded in Bai Er's heart disappeared in an instant, and he tried his best to move his neck back, lowering his thin eyelids and not daring to look at the woman, "Then, then I..."

"You come with me!"

The woman winked at him, took his hand and went upstairs.

Her hands were slippery and cold, like a dead fish.

The antique wooden stairs, although exquisitely carved, creaked and fell when stepped on. Bai Er took the opportunity to look around. The whole room was decorated in an antique style, but the furnishings were unusual, such as the bronze mirror facing the door.

In the words of grandpa, it is a big taboo.

Bai Er's grandfather is a puppet master, proficient in wind and water, and he wants Bai Er to be his successor, but Bai Er is not interested in those things, and only wants to become a big star.

The so-called puppet master, as the name suggests, is to manipulate the puppets in his hands to achieve the purpose of doing things for himself.Experienced puppet masters can tie paper into human beings, draw branches into beasts, and even endow puppets with independent thinking, growth functions, and combat effectiveness.

The woman led him into the house.

The room is very large, with bonsai with winding branches everywhere, various jade and ancient paintings, but it is separated by thick curtains, and a vague and slender figure can be vaguely seen inside.

As soon as the woman entered the room, she immediately let go of Bai Er's hand, walked to the edge of the curtain in a regular manner, and bowed to the people inside: "Boss, someone is here."

The figure raised her hand and motioned for her to leave without saying a word.

The woman understood, bowed again, stepped back in small steps, and smiled at Bai Er when closing the door.

Bai Er inexplicably gave birth to the scene where Nie Xiaoqian brought the scholar to meet the old demon of Montenegro.

The figure did not move for a long time, but there was an obvious sound of rapid inhalation overflowing the curtain, as if panting, or snickering.

Bai Er didn't know what to do, so he could only speak first: "Da Ying, oh no, Mr. Jian, how are you?"

The figure finally moved, but it clasped the back of its hand and coughed: "Cough...cough cough...cough..."

"Are you all right?"

Bai Er was still standing by the door, his eyes were half terrified and half bewildered.

He is not afraid of people, but he is afraid of those strange and dirty things, which is why he is unwilling to learn puppetry.

The figure was still coughing, talking intermittently: "...cough, cough...it's okay, cough...you come in."

The voice was exceptionally nice, low and deep, full of irresistible allure.

Hearing this, Bai Er's heart trembled slightly, and he moved forward uncontrollably. He felt extremely strange, and tried to find something to say: "...You, are you suffering from a cold?"

"no,"

The figure's hand moved a little towards his chin, as if touching his Adam's apple.

"What's the matter?"

Bai Er had already come to the edge of the curtain, took a deep breath, and pulled up the curtain abruptly!

The figure instantly faded from the blurred camouflage and became clearer.

I thought he was a sick child, but he turned out to be a lively, handsome, tall and handsome man.

The handsome man has long hair that hangs down his head, pouring down his shoulders like a black waterfall. His facial features are three-dimensional like knives, his eyebrows are sharp and his eyes are sharp, and he is still touching his Adam's apple. He stands gracefully by the desk, sleeping in black pearl velvet The robes were like huge wings, falling from the shoulders to the knuckles of the ankles.

The moment his eyes touched Bai Er, it was like a cluster of excited sparks were ignited, burning up, and then he smiled with his lips: "I'm... hungry."

Bai Er was not fascinated by the true appearance of this great film king who turned all sentient beings upside down. This is a warm and cozy room, but there is an inexplicably creepy and gloomy atmosphere oozing out of it.

Shaking his fluffy eyelashes, his almond-shaped eyes were full of anxiety, the young man still kept pulling the curtain with his hand, trying to liven up the atmosphere: "...Then, then, are you going to eat me and leave the septic tank?"

"cough……"

Jian Xingze almost laughed out loud, but was overwhelmed by a series of coughs. After coughing, he came over a few steps, leaned down and looked at him at close range, and took off the big brim of the little youth's goose white down jacket.

Between the short chestnut hair, a pair of bright white ears like jade rings are exposed.

It's just that there is a small crescent-shaped gap at the left earlobe.

Like a small bite that was intentionally bitten off.

The man stared at the missing ear for a few seconds, closed his eyes hard to hide the turbulence in his eyes, and moved his lips: "Do you want me to eat you?"

He was too tall, and the nightgown was tied loosely. With this leaning, Bai Er could see his muscular chest muscles. He hurriedly moved his gaze upwards, only to see the sharp line of his sexy Adam's apple.

"...No, I don't want to..."

Bai Er's little heart was pounding inexplicably, and he jumped away like a conditioned reflex, his face flushed up to the ears, his trembling fingertips took out a can of candy from his pocket, and held it to the man: "You, you are hungry and eat candy..."

"Specially prepared for me?"

A gleam of joy flowed through the man's sharp eyebrows, and while receiving the sugar bowl, he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he wrapped his arms around Bai Er's jade-colored slender hand.

"No, I usually like to eat, and I always have it in my pocket..."

Bai Er is quite honest, and his body is also quite honest. Being hooped by him, his blood was in a lot of waves. He didn't dare to look at him, and wanted to pull his hand away, but the other party was too strong, so he just didn't move .

The man didn't make another sound, he stared condescendingly at the blushing person in front of him, and closed his slender knuckles.

His eyes darkened and deepened.

The air gradually became quiet, only the subtle breathing thread between the two of them became tighter and tighter, as if they were about to catch fire.

Bai Er finally couldn't take it anymore, and protested softly: "You, you, you hurt me..."

"cough……"

Jian Xingze coughed suddenly, as if he had reached his limit, he flung him away, and held onto the desk to cough violently.

"Mr. Jane, are you all right?"

Although Bai Er's hands hurt from being bound by him, seeing that the other party seemed to be coughing up his lungs, he quickly put down the sugar bowl to let him breathe.

"...No, it's okay... Cough, you, cough, go out first..."

Jian Xingze looked like two different people at the moment, his voice was extremely irritable, like a beast locked in a cage, he pushed Bai Er away impatiently, without looking at him, buried his face and continued to cough.

Bai Er seriously suspected that he would not be able to catch his breath, and would cough to death.

So she pounced on him again, and pulled the man over. Before he could recover, he suddenly covered the man's beautiful nose and lips with his palm.

Jian Xingze frowned.

Leaning on the edge of the desk with a tall back, she completely lost her movement.

He just tried his best to inhale, and lowered his eyes to observe the person whose apricot eyes were filled with infinite fear.

It was as if he was overlooking the little sheep that was automatically delivered to his mouth.

until breathing calms down.

Only then did Bai Er dare to let go of him, his cheeks were burning crimson, like a dripping peach, he quickly hid his crystal-stained palms behind him, stepped aside and explained in a low voice: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to violate you ...Grandpa said...holding your breath can stop coughing..."

Jian Xingze said nothing with a sullen face, turned his back and threw a pack of tissues to Bai Er.

Then, he licked his lower lip in a small arc.

A trace of inexplicable emotion flashed between his brows, which seemed to be sad, but more like a protest.

Too hungry to protest.

After that, he slightly raised one corner of his mouth, reached out and pressed the bell on the desk.

Just now the woman quickly opened the door and came in, accompanied by an old man, both of them were full of fear on their faces.

The old man asked cautiously, "Boss, what are your orders?"

Jian Xingze didn't turn around, and said under his breath, "Take him to take a bath, and after he's cleaned, send him to my room."