The male god wants to remarry [Entertainment]

Ling Kong wiped out with a fist, and before Bai Jinhe came back to his senses, Yan Minggui fell heavily to the ground.

Hearing the three words squeezed out by the other party's gritted teeth, his heart skipped a beat, and he looked back tremblingly, "Why are you here?"

Ni Shanlan didn't seem to hear, missed Bai Jinhe, rushed directly in front of Yan Minggui, grabbed the opponent's collar, lifted him up suddenly, and punched him down like the wind.

Bai Jinhe didn't know where Ni Shanlan's anger came from. Seeing that Yan Minggui was almost beaten into a pumpkin, he just wanted to stop him, but the dislocated arm was obviously swollen because it hadn't been treated, and it hurt a while when he stretched it out.

He thought that he was "wearing the guilt", so he asked Ni Shanlan to beat Yan Minggui for a while longer to vent his anger.

When he saw that the back of Ni Shanlan's hand was a little red, he didn't dare to let the other party vent his anger, so he hurried up and hugged Ni Shanlan from the back.

Yan Minggui felt his face was half swollen, and he couldn't open his eyes due to the pain. Through the slits of his eyes, he saw Bai Jinhe desperately blocking the person, he breathed a sigh of relief, and heard the other party ask: "Have you calmed down yet?"

"Holy shit Ni..." Yan Minggui bent over, turned over, and tried to get up on his arms. He had just climbed halfway, kicked him from nowhere, and immediately threw him back to the ground.

Bai Jinhe was still hugging Ni Shanlan and was about to coax people, but he was stunned for a moment when he saw the person coming: "Cheng Xiangchuan?"

Cheng Xiangchuan glanced lightly at the people on the ground, without any emotion, and said to Bai Jinhe with a smile: "You go back with President Ni first, I want to catch up with Yan Ming."

Although he was thin, but after joining the group, he was willing to work hard with Wu Zhi. Bai Jinhe could tell that these two kicks were definitely hard, and they were aimed at places that hurt his heart.Seeing that Cheng wanted to express his enthusiasm for not wanting the other party to have a good life, and thinking that Yan Minggui really owed a lesson, and that Ni Shanlan was angry enough, he half-pulled and half-dragged him out of the bathroom.

"Why are you so angry?" Bai Jinhe took Ni Shanlan's hand and wiped the red back of his hand with his thumb, "Does it hurt?"

Ni Shanlan looked at him intently, and asked in the same way, "Does it hurt?"

This sentence made Bai Jinhe feel uneasy, he said awkwardly, "I didn't do anything, the back of my hand doesn't hurt."

Ni Shanlan looked at him without saying a word, until Bai Jinhe felt that he could not stand on his feet and his back felt cold, then he let out a deep breath, and he turned around, "Let's go."

The sudden drop in temperature in Shashi at night, accompanied by the cold current from Siberia, whizzed in from outside the door. Bai Jinhe shuddered. He thought that Ni Shanlan might be scolded because of his dislocation, and he might give a long speech in a serious manner, but he didn't expect The other party just said "Let's go" coldly.

He was a little flustered, he didn't think about anything, and ran after him, "Where are you going?"

Ni Shanlan stopped and turned to face him, "Go back to Yanjing."

"What are you going back to Yanjing for?" Bai Jinhe asked, "I still have to film, and it's almost the final part. How can I get away at such a critical time?"

Ni Shanlan stopped suddenly, and said with a worried expression, "Do you know that too?"

"What do I know?" Bai Jinhe was upset. In his opinion, it's okay to save someone from a little injury, and there's no need to make a fuss.Not to mention marching and fighting in his previous life, even when he practiced martial arts when he was a child, he was often whipped.What can this little injury hinder?

He was also agitated, and said indiscriminately, "Let's say my arm is dislocated, even if it breaks, it won't affect the progress of the filming. Besides, I know it well."

Ni Shanlan stared at Bai Jinhe fiercely, his eyes turned a little red, he endured a few moments, and tried his best to suppress his anger.

He lowered his head slightly, looked at Bai Jinhe, who was biting his lower lip, with a stubborn and aggrieved face, suddenly lost his temper, he hesitated a few times, and finally raised the back of his hand, put it in front of him, and said softly: "Hand hurts." .”

"Ah?" After Bai Jinhe finished speaking, he regretted it, feeling that he was too impulsive, but he said it out of his head, and when he was looking for a ladder, Ni Shanlan suddenly stretched out his hand in front of his eyes.

He held the opponent's hand subconsciously. Just now Ni Shanlan punched Yan Minggui fiercely, beating Yan Minggui like a torn sack, and greeted his face all the way. Now the back of his hand is already a little swollen.

"You..." Bai Jinhe pinched his fingertips, seeing that he was fine and his scars healed up, he forgot to have fun, "Kungfu is pretty good, why should we learn together?"

Ni Shanlan glanced at him, sighed silently, and said meaningfully, "Stop making trouble."

"I'm not joking with you, after you return to Beijing, I'll fight you after you recover from your injuries." Bai Jinhe let go of the opponent's hand, "I'll go back to the box to say hello to Director Jin, are you going back to the hotel with me? Give you medicine. By the way, do you want to come with me?"

"You go there." Ni Shanlan said, "I'm on a business trip nearby this time, if I go there rashly, everyone may not have fun."

Bai Jinhe remembered that the other party had just beaten up the treater, and it was really not good to show up so bluntly, so he made people wait for a while, and went to the box by himself.

When he was at the door, he was thinking of an excuse to say that he had left early, and then beat Yan Minggui around. Unexpectedly, just after he entered the door, Jin Dao, who was drunk, stumbled over and saw Bai Jinhe. The palm landed on the other person's shoulder with a "slap", "Xiaobai! It's almost Chinese New Year, and I don't have any red envelopes for you, so I'll give you a few days off to take good care of your arms and come back just after Chinese New Year."

"Holiday?" Bai Jinhe just yelled at Ni Shanlan because of this, and his face suddenly ached, "It can't be because of my arm? I'm really fine..."

"It's almost New Year's Eve. If you don't have a holiday, I still want to go home to celebrate the New Year." Director Jin pushed people away, "The banquet is over, so you should hurry back and pack up."

Bai Jinhe: I don't!