Nine thousand years old

Different from his slightly indifferent appearance, Ming Li is unexpectedly a very gentle person.

Li Siyuan's behavior of dragging people into the car can be said to be very impolite, but Mingli was not angry, instead he didn't say anything, and obediently followed.

Until he parked the car in the garage, Li Siyuan was thankful that this man had a good temper.

Li Siyuan parked the car, walked forward and took the suitcase into his hands, and smiled apologetically, "I'm really sorry, I brought you home in such a hurry."

Ming Li looked down at Li Siyuan holding his salute, and tried his best to smile: "It's okay."

The two turned around and walked towards the elevator of the building. Li Siyuan began to scan the blood gourd girl with his eyes from a distance.

Sure enough, the girl was still quietly huddling beside the flower pot, as if she had extraordinary curiosity about that plant.

But her appearance was not very friendly, with a swollen and pale face under the black hair, and the tattered skirt on her body could barely cover her broken and twisted body.

The blood gourd girl saw Li Siyuan, stared at him and slowly showed a creepy smile.

This person can see her.

Li Siyuan shuddered, blinked, and immediately shrank behind Mingli.

Mingli was half a head taller than Li Siyuan, and his shoulders were broad enough, Li Siyuan was blocked tightly when he hid.

He wanted to get behind Ming Li and go upstairs quickly, but he didn't want Ming Li to stop.

After waiting for more than ten seconds and no one moved, Li Siyuan couldn't help standing on tiptoe and taking a peek.

As expected, there was nothing next to the flowerpot.

Just when he felt strange, a gust of cold wind hit from behind.

Before Li Siyuan could turn around, Ming Li turned around and pulled him into his arms.

Ming Li's expression was still calm and calm, he stopped Li Siyuan with one hand, and held the head of the female ghost that suddenly appeared with the other hand.

Li Siyuan blinked his eyes, looked up at Mingli.

Ming Li seemed to immediately let go of Li Siyuan, stepped forward and threw the blood gourd girl, who was still full of blood, into a group—forcibly stuffing it into the trash can beside her.

Li Siyuan turned around, and saw Mingli was stuffing something into the trash can, but when he took a closer look, it was the female ghost folding and twisting in a strange posture.

Most of the female ghost's body had been stuffed in, but her head was exposed, her bloody eyes were staring at Ming Li in horror.

So Li Siyuan also stared at Mingli with a little horror.

Sensing Li Siyuan's frightened gaze, Ming Li frowned.

Then the man walked over and covered Li Siyuan's eyes, and pushed him into the elevator.

"What are you doing?" Li Siyuan didn't know why, so he stretched out his hand and pulled Ming Li's hand off.

Ming Li was startled, looked at him innocently, and said: "You are not afraid."

Li Siyuan was terrified at first, but when he saw Mingli throwing the female ghost with his bare hands, and being made such a fuss again, he wanted to laugh a little.

"Don't be afraid."

Mingli nodded, and pointed to the elevator button: "Which floor?"

It wasn't until Li Siyuan realized that they didn't press the elevator at all.

After they got off the elevator and walked to the door, Li Siyuan suddenly remembered something, and looked at Mingli with embarrassment.

After time stood still for two seconds——

"Wait a minute!"

Before Ming Li could react, he was locked out of the door by this person.

Li Siyuan opened the door, entered the house and closed the door in one go. He took a deep breath, rushed to the living room, picked up the trash can and began to collect trash frantically.

But the young master of the Li family has absolutely no talent for cleaning the house.

Li Siyuan didn't realize until he reached the door that he hadn't contacted the cleaning company for the past two days, and his house was still a mess.

The more it was cleaned up, the more messy it became. Li Siyuan grimaced, not wanting to keep Mingli waiting, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and open the door.

Ming Li was very obedient and waited at the door. Seeing that the dimple on Li Siyuan's face had disappeared, he turned his head slightly strangely.

"My house hasn't been cleaned, so you leave first, I'll find a cleaner to clean it up tomorrow." Li Siyuan pulled Mingli's suitcase, turned around and put it on the stairs in the living room.

Ming Li nodded, and looked at the house.

A game console was thrown on the sofa, and there was no coffee table in the middle of the living room, only a light brown carpet that looked very soft.

The notebook was casually placed on the ground, apparently turned off automatically, and on the small table next to it, there were still some snack bags that hadn't been thrown away after eating.

There was actually a white short sleeve hanging on the side of the sofa.

Li Siyuan's ears slowly turned pink. This house is his private residence, and usually no outsiders will come except Zhuang Yu and his family.

And he was always casual at home, and now he was so embarrassed that he wanted to get into the cracks in the ground.

With a light cough, Li Siyuan could only change the subject: "Put the salute here, shall we go out for a meal?"

"Yes." Ming Li looked at Li Siyuan. This man came out of the hospital. His slightly long hair was slightly curly, and a bunch of hair was sticking up on his head.

So Ming Li frowned, reached out and patted the lock of hair off.

Li Siyuan, who was caught off guard by being patted on the head:? ? ?

In the end, Li Siyuan covered his head and decided to take Mingli to eat hot pot.

This kind of high-calorie food, as an actor, you can't eat when filming, but he is on vacation now.

Most importantly, Zhuang Yu was absent.

Secretly pulling people into a hot pot restaurant, Li Siyuan felt an inexplicable sense of happiness the moment he sat down.

Ming Li smelled the pungent and pungent smell of pot bottoms, and sneezed uncomfortably, frowned and just wanted to say something, looked at Li Siyuan's shining eyes, and swallowed the words.

The fresh meat was cut into slices and served, Li Siyuan couldn't wait to rinse a few slices with serving chopsticks, thought for a while and put them on Mingli's plate.

"His meat is very good, try it."

Ming Li looked down at the meat with spicy oil, pursed his lips, and finally put it in his mouth calmly.

Looking up and seeing Li Siyuan looking at him eagerly, Mingli frowned: "It's very good."

Li Siyuan's eyes bent into crescents, and then he ordered a lot of food before he ate it by himself.

After eating half full, Li Siyuan raised his head, looked at the gentle and elegant Ming Li, and said, "Master Ming looks very young, how old are you?"

Ming Li put down his chopsticks, raised his eyes and said, "28."

"I heard that Li Jian called you uncle, so you have a lot of seniority." Li Siyuan said and picked up another piece of lettuce.

"Getting started is relatively early."

At this time, the waiter knocked on the door, came in and removed the empty plates.

After the people left, Li Siyuan said again: "I'm 26, I'll call you Brother Ming from now on. It's not easy to call you Master Ming outside."

Mingli nodded indifferently: "It's all right."

The two chatted fairly well, mainly because Li Siyuan talked a lot, and he didn't stand cold for a while.

And just after eating, Li Siyuan received a call from Zhuang Yu, telling him to come to the set before four o'clock. The male lead role could not be scheduled, so he had to be called to resume work.

A good vacation was ruined, and Li Siyuan could only accept his fate and go to work.

Many people thought that a rich second generation like Li Siyuan, who brought funds into the group, should be supported by the director and staff like stars, but this is not the case.

Although Li Siyuan has a capital team, it has nothing to do with his father. This is the company's strategy, and the situation of this TV series is so good that it can be called a rational investment.

Therefore, although Director Jiang may have some concerns, he is unequivocal in evoking people.

But these things are different in the eyes of outsiders. This circle is not small, but it is not big. Many people know the background behind Li Siyuan.

As a 'bodyguard', Mingli naturally had to follow Li Siyuan all the time. When the two arrived on the set, they saw Director Jiang cursing at people loudly.

"Who asked you to put the sign here? You have no eyesight! Withdraw it for me quickly, field 16, start preparing!"

Li Siyuan took a deep breath, transformed into a polite gentleman actor, and asked Lin Jiajia, who was in charge of polishing the panel, "Why is director Jiang angry again?"

Lin Jiajia and Zhuang Yu were very familiar, and just now she was on the front line, and she was relieved to see Li Siyuan beside her: "Don't mention it, it's not Shao Chen, didn't they ask you to come here before, and now they are here again It’s ready to shoot, isn’t it already in the dressing room?”

Li Siyuan realized in his heart that there are many people who dislike him in this crew, and Shao Chen, the second male lead, is one of them.

As far as Shao Chen is concerned, he is currently a popular and purple traffic niche student. His acting skills are average, but he has his own traffic.

Shao Chen can't get used to Li Siyuan, it all starts with a banquet half a year ago.

At that time, Li Siyuan followed his father to a business banquet. At the banquet, Li Siyuan watched Shao Chen go back to the room with a well-known strong woman in the business world.

There is nothing to say about love between men and women, but the thing is, this strong woman is nearly fifty this year, and Shao Chen is just 24.

Li Siyuan has always chosen to ignore such things, but he couldn't help Shao Chen to pay attention.

So after being in the same crew, Shao Chen never gave Li Siyuan any good looks, and it was a bit too much today.

When Director Jiang saw Li Siyuan on the side, his expression finally eased.

Although Li Siyuan is a rich second generation, he has always treated others with modesty, and he joined the group based on his strength. Although these years have been tepid, it is relatively easy to worry about.

But helplessly, the current TV series always have one or two stars to support the traffic.

Director Jiang looked at Li Siyuan and said hello: "Your show will be in the back row, go make up first, wait a minute."

Li Siyuan smiled politely, Shao Chen had already walked from the dressing room to the venue, Director Jiang turned around and went to work again.

Shao Chen looks more handsome and aggressive, and the adjusted makeup makes him look heroic and extraordinary, and his tall figure makes many girls miss him day and night.

Li Siyuan calmly looked at the cold gaze from this man, and smiled.

The appearance is not bad, but the heart is a little small.

Suddenly being poked on the shoulder by someone, Li Siyuan turned his head and saw Li Jian holding a lollipop.

"Brother Zhuang asked you to come and put on your makeup first, and he's gone to negotiate an advertising contract for you." Li Jian was wearing this casual outfit and a pair of slippers. He didn't look like an assistant, but rather a spectator.

Li Siyuan didn't expect this person to work hard, anyway, he didn't need someone to bring tea, pour water and hold an umbrella to shade the sun, but Li Jian was a little too perfunctory, and he was a little disgusted: "You can't change your body and look decent. of?"

Li Jian licked the lollipop, and said: "It's too hot, and the air-conditioning in your set is not enough, you're so stingy."

In fact, it's not that the air-conditioning is insufficient, but that people are coming and going in and out of the recording studio, so there is no air-conditioning.

People like Li Siyuan who are used to being dull are fine, but Li Jian is at an age when he is full of anger, and he is used to the air conditioner, so naturally he is not used to it.

Li Siyuan sighed pretendingly, patted Li Jian's shoulder, and said earnestly: "This is life."

As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced at Director Jiang, and saw a rather familiar figure.

The man was wearing a blue and white shroud, the proportion of his head and body was extremely uncoordinated, and what was even more strange was the standing posture of this man.

A normal person standing on the ground always has a center of gravity, but this person seems to be floating in the air, always feeling as if he is about to fall down at any time, which is inharmonious.

As if sensing Li Siyuan's gaze, the man also turned around, his pale face was lifeless, and then his eyes began to turn black.

Gradually, the black pupils disappeared, blood and tears flowed from the popped eye sockets, and the whites of the eyes seemed to flow down with them at any time.

Li Siyuan wanted to yell, but his voice was choked in his throat.

He ate a lot at noon, and at this time his stomach was churning like the whites of the man's eyes.

Grabbing Mingli beside him with trembling hands, Li Siyuan took a deep breath, wanting to be very imposing, and spoke calmly.

"Brother Ming, he rolled his eyes at me..."

It was obvious that the toughness failed, and his tone seemed to be about to cry.