The actor's honey lover

Bai Er was dragged out of the room by the woman and the old man.

As soon as she went out, the woman grabbed Bai Er's hand, her black eyes showed worry: "Are you alright?"

"...I, am I supposed to be okay?"

Bai Er had a question mark on his face.

The woman explained with a smile: "No, our boss is a bit aggressive. He beat himself when he gets aggressive."

With a pale, wrinkled face, the old man leaned over his body and sniffed back and forth.

Sniffing and fluttering the wings of his nose, "Ah, it's his smell!"

"Whose smell?" Bai Er stared at him with wide almond eyes.

The woman slapped the old man's head off, "Housekeeper, don't scare him!"

"Yes, yes, the boss asked us to take you to take a shower, hurry up." The old man also laughed, and picked up Bai Er again and walked to another wing.

When they came to the door, the woman bent her eyes and asked Bai Er: "You, do you want us to wash it for you, or..."

"what!"

Bai Er almost didn't lose his nerve, and hurriedly waved his hands: "I, I'll do it myself!"

The old man unscrewed the doorknob for him and pushed him in: "Wash well, call us if you need anything, and we'll be right outside the door."

"Well, don't go." The woman agreed with a smile like a flower.

Bai Er came to his senses after realizing it, isn't this scene too weird?

Women are really good-looking, and old people are really old, but the two of them, including the little brother before, have no signs of life in their bodies, and even their breathing lines are cold!

It's like a demon wearing a layer of human skin painting, and I don't know whether to steam or braise myself.

Then he dared to talk to them, he nodded with an embarrassed smile, and quickly closed the door.

As soon as he entered the door, he was not calm. He tore open the zipper of the down jacket, revealing a small section of jade-colored neck and light gray thermal underwear. He fumbled around the collar of the thermal jacket and found a thin vermilion lanyard.

Hanging on the lanyard is a piece of dry 魃 carved from an unknown material.

Grandpa said it was a talisman handed down from the patriarch, and it could save his life at critical moments.

"Grandfather bless you, Master Patriarch, I was wrong, please let me leave here, as long as I can leave, I, Bai Er, swear, I will definitely quit the entertainment circle, concentrate on practicing puppetry, and never dream of becoming a big star again, woo... ..."

However, crying bitterly and begging for a long time, the amulet was still an amulet, and there was no reaction at all, except for the Hanmao who looked at it with a smile that was not a smile.

There was a knock on the door, and a woman's charming voice said, "My lord, are you ready? Did you see the clothes next to you? They are specially prepared for you!"

Son...

This is the name hundreds of years ago...

"No, no, I'm putting water..."

Only then did Bai Er turn around, and noticed that this was a modern bathroom, next to the bathtub were neatly stacked bathrobes, bath towels, and other toiletries.

Turn on the faucet in a hurry, so that people outside can hear the sound of rushing water.

The magnified reflection of the woman landed on the translucent door frame of the box, as if she covered her mouth and smiled for a while, then opened it sideways.

Well, the patriarch does not bless me, I can only save myself.

He put the talisman back into his chest, took out the phone with trembling fingertips, bit his lip and called grandpa, but after the call was dialed, no one answered at all, so he could only send him a message: Grandpa, help me!I……

Before finishing typing, there was a creaking sound behind him, and the door was pushed open!

"what!"

Bai Er was frightened, turned his phone into a pig teammate, waved at him, turned around and slipped into the bathtub.

"Do you want me to help you undress?"

It was Jian Xingze's deep and pleasant voice!

Around the waist of Bai Er's goose-white down jacket that had not been fully opened, a pair of big and strong hands with long phalanges came around.

"Jane...Mr. Jane..."

Bai Er suddenly turned around, his smooth forehead bumped into the man's warm and soft lips in an instant, his heart almost exploded, "...No, no need."

He came to a conclusion that in the entire garden, there might be only one living person, Jian Xingze, and the others were all ghosts and monsters, because only Jian Xingze had a body temperature, gasped, and his breathing line was hot.

Jian Xingze tilted his head, a strand of long hair hanging from the peak of his eyebrows slid to his ear temples, the light in his eyes lit up a bit, "Why are you blushing?"

"I, I, I..."

Bai Er couldn't answer, and his face turned red.

As soon as this man approached him, it was like a burning stove, with an inexplicable sense of suffocating oppression.

He didn't know why there was a group of ghosts and monsters around the movie star, maybe he raised them on purpose, or maybe those things controlled him.

If you ask rashly, it is very likely that you are the one who died.

While he was in a daze, Jian Xingze had already opened the zipper of his down jacket, clasped his thin shoulders with his long knuckles, and easily slid off the entire jacket, revealing a slim and beautiful figure wrapped in close-fitting thermal underwear.

"Mr. Bai is really pretty."

The man's deep eyes sank again and again, his Adam's apple moved uncontrollably, he stared at Bai Er admiringly for a while, "Do you want me to take it off for you?"

"No, no, I'll do it myself..."

It was only then that Bai Er came back to his senses, crossed his arms and pulled up the thermal clothing, his white waistline was like a piece of top-quality jade, perfectly exposed to the air.

"……cough."

Jian Xingze raised his hand to hold his Adam's apple, suppressing the urge to cough, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, I won't bother Mr. Bai anymore,"

Suddenly, he leaned close to the face with long hair stripped of sharp lines, and gave Bai Er a warning look, "Don't try to escape, otherwise, you will regret it."

After speaking, he straightened his body suddenly, turned around and left gracefully.

The conclusion is settled, that group of ghosts and monsters must be raised by him, and I will probably become one of them if I escape...

Or, their early.

Bai Er pulled off his thermal jacket as if discouraged, and with his white and beautiful back bare, he picked up the phone that was sunk in the water, and pressed the power button, but there was no response.

Three in the morning.

Bai Er was led to Jian Xingze's bedroom in a pure white bathrobe.

The bedroom is large and fully heated. Except for an ancient bronze mirror facing the bed, everything else is in a modern style.

Jian Xingze was already half lying on the bed, and the candy that Bai Er gave him was placed on the bedside table.

He was not asleep, his eyes were half closed, and he was reading a book.The sharpness between the brows is gone, the lingering faint and tired face, the long hair falling from the pillow, glowing like a black waterfall, against the three-dimensional perfect facial features, it is indescribably beautiful, and a bit pitiful and poignant, like a downcast emperor in the Middle Ages.

Bai Er tightened the belt of his bathrobe, as if he could protect himself, and said in a small voice, "Jane, Mr. Jane, I... I'm fine..."

Jian Xingze didn't look at him, his eyes still stayed on the book, he reached out and patted the vacant bed next to him, his voice was low and menacing: "Come and sleep."

"Oh."

Bai Er clenched the pure white bathrobe tightly, moved the cotton slippers in a small arc, like a big white rabbit walking sideways, finally moved to the side of the bed, pulled the quilt aside and put himself sideways, only daring to occupy a small space.

"So afraid of me?"

Jian Xingze put down the book at some point, and turned sideways to wrap him in his arms.

Are you afraid?

You feed that thing.

"Jane, Mr. Jane...well..."

The man didn't allow him to say more, he turned him around abruptly, and opened his mouth to cage him.

Bai Er's breathing was stagnant, her amber eyes were wide open, her thin and white legs kicked out of the bed, and her toes tightly wrinkled the bed sheet.

The third conclusion: Jian Xingze, he is not human either!

It's not disgusting for a man to kiss a man...