Poisonous milk became the film king and found out that I was actually Bai Yueguang [Entertainment]

The next morning, Lei Fuchao woke up first. When he woke up, Xiao Ping had an arm on his waist. He was sleeping very comfortably, like a little stray dog ​​swimming.I don't know if it's because it feels hot at night, but Xiao Ping didn't even want to cover him with a quilt, so he put all his brains on Lei Fuchao's body.

Lei Fuchao patiently lowered his arm gently, and then he was able to get out of the soft quilt pressed by his arm, leaving a quilt that was temporarily fixed and could not collapse.

Outside the window began to rain patter, light rain, dark clouds are not heavy, and there are a few rays of sunshine, it is not a standard sun rain.

Lei Fuchao took a shower in the bathroom, and as soon as he returned to the outside, he saw Xiao Ping woke up with sleepy eyes, quietly moved half of the bed, and rubbed into the bed he left behind. In the bed, feeling the temperature of him lying out.

"Good morning," Lei Fuchao walked to the bed, leaned over and stroked his hair, "Do you want to drink soy milk?"

"I want to drink," Xiao Ping's voice was a little lazy and hoarse, "but I don't want you to buy it."

Lei Fuchao thought for a while, but didn't insist, and sat down while supporting the edge of the bed.

He could see that this behavior made Xiao Ping very happy. When Xiao Ping was happy, his expression changed very vividly.

The two listened silently to the sound of rain outside for a while, Xiao Ping sat up slowly rubbing his eyes, ran to the bathroom to soak a hot towel, and helped Lei Fuchao heat his knees and lower back.

Yilei Fuchao's temper, it is still difficult to bluntly confess whether his physical condition is comfortable or not, and it is not difficult to endure to a certain extent, basically he is resolutely unwilling to take the initiative to ask for help.However, Xiao Ping sensed that Lei Fuchao began to correct this shortcoming slowly.

And in the final analysis, even if it is a shortcoming, it is a shortcoming like a self-defense instinct.More than ten years ago, Lei Fuchao had already opened up this part of authority to him, but there were twists and turns, and he took a few steps back for a while.

It doesn't matter, Xiao Ping is patient, and at the same time, he also knows that it's not just about Lei Fuchao's trust in him.After suffering bloody losses, anyone's character will become more defensive and unwilling to show weakness.

Xiao Ping was really patient.

It's just that he is very worried about Lei Fuchao, otherwise, he can do whatever he wants with Lei Fuchao, as long as Lei Fuchao is happy, he doesn't feel sorry for himself.

Thinking of this, while wringing out the water in the towel, he raised his eyes to look at Lei Fuchao, and saw that Lei Fuchao seemed to be distracted as well.

"Brother Lei, what are you thinking?" Xiao Ping raised his face and smiled at Lei Fuchao.

Lei Fuchao sat on the edge of the bed with his chin propped up, heard the words and answered him: "I was thinking about how I should repay your kindness to you, since you are very kind to me."

"Marriage partners share feelings," Xiao Ping immediately brought up the theory of sharing everything, "and you are also very good to me."

Lei Fuchao had an idea: "Can marriage partners share jobs?"

Xiao Ping: "..."

So the rest of the morning turned into two people sitting in a row, leaning together, drinking soy milk and eating breakfast, while processing music demos.Xiao Ping didn't know this line of business, so he could only express the audience's opinions, Lei Fuchao didn't mind, he just wanted to find a reason to drag Xiao Ping to sit by his side in an open and honest way.

After breakfast time, the rain was still falling steadily, refusing to stop, Xiao Ping was a little worried.

"Are you going to the studio today?" Xiao Ping asked.

Lei Fuchao has been in a very good mood every day recently. When he is in a good mood, he is like a piece of milk tea ice that has thawed. It was cold and indifferent at first, but when he warmed up, he raised his palm and saw that it was a puddle of sweet milk tea.

So facing Xiao Ping's worried gaze, Lei Fuchao nodded while consciously putting warm stickers on the key and dangerous parts that had been warmed by towels, so obedient that Xiao Ping's heart was in full bloom.

Now Xiao Ping has a complete grasp of how to deal with Lei Fuchao, in short, just coax him, make him laugh, and like him well.For Xiao Ping, this was effortless, and he even enjoyed it.

Immediately, Lei Fuchao put on his coat and was about to leave the room to go to the set when he bumped into a row of umbrellas at the door.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, ring fat, swallow, thin, translucent, everything you need, there are a total of thirteen or four handles, with various patterns, each handle is not small in diameter, and can completely carry at least two people under the umbrella.

Lei Fuchao silently turned his head to look at Xiao Ping, Xiao Ping smiled brightly, with a face full of credit, he didn't know when he bought these things.

Obviously on the way back last night, the two of them didn't buy anything at all.

Although he knew from the bottom of his heart that this kind of extravagance and waste should not be encouraged, Lei Fuchao couldn't help but patted Xiao Ping on the shoulder when he saw Xiao Ping begging for praise, smiled slightly, and said lightly: "Next One umbrella is enough, pick your favorite."

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The light rain washed the air very well and freshly, and when they went downstairs and walked out of the hotel, Xiao Ping couldn't help stretching his waist, while Lei Fuchao walked leisurely with an umbrella, and suddenly recalled an event from a long time ago .

It was the first time that he and Xiao Ping were photographed by reporters at the same time, as if they were walking together under an umbrella on a rainy day.

Lei Fuchao vaguely remembered that it was an ordinary walk after dinner. At that time, Xiao Ping was not popular enough, and he was not a popular actor. He was young and careless, and he only wore a baseball cap casually when he went out; Having never set foot in the entertainment circle, seeing that Xiao Ping didn't take these things seriously at all, he didn't take them seriously.

As a result, that evening, an entertainment reporter rushed out from the slant, and stopped Xiao Ping for a road interview. Look at him and asked, "Is this a good friend from outside the circle?"

"Yes." Xiao Ping replied without thinking, and then laughed loudly, "A friend I like very much, I hope to be with him forever."

With such a memory, Lei Fuchao looked at the rain curtain outside the umbrella in front of him, and asked Xiao Ping casually: "Xiao Ping, since when did you like me?" thought.

Xiao Ping was slightly taken aback, not sure why he asked this question without end, but immediately said truthfully: "When filming "Autumn Soldiers on the Battlefield", you regretted the night when the props and swords were used." Pause, and then Added half-jokingly, "Maybe earlier, in the first winter, when you stretched out your hand and pulled me to stand up, and you took a closer look at me for the first time, it was doomed."

Lei Fuchao tilted his head to observe his expression for a few seconds, didn't make any comments, just smiled lightly, as if it was not unexpected, but his pace quickened a bit, and he hummed a little song along with the steps, revealing his whole body A big "I am satisfied, I am happy".

In fact, Xiao Ping wanted to ask Lei Fuchao this question early in the morning.

In the past days, he had never dared to ask Lei Fuchao such a question blatantly, but now that Lei Fuchao asked first, he took advantage of the opportunity to ask back: "What about me?"

Then he hugged Lei Fuchao's arm tightly for a second and looked pitiful: "Brother Lei, in fact, I always thought that you only regarded me as a friend. When I was living alone, I couldn't help thinking intermittently, if Lei Fuchao would As long as you like me, I'm willing to pay any price."

As he expected, Lei Fuchao's heart softened when he heard it, and he said helplessly: "It's a little later than you, and there is no suitable opportunity. It's probably just when I saw you smiling one day. After all, you always laugh. That time I I suddenly realized that I can't get tired of seeing you smile, so I realized that I like you."

He said these words in a straightforward tone, but I don't know why, the effect is clearly no different from carefully embellished love words, Xiao can't pretend to be wronged for a second, and immediately smiles again, like taking honey His eyes locked on him hard.

"When the weather gets better," Xiao Ping suggested, kicking a stone, "I must attack you in the quilt."

Lei Fuchao was not afraid of him, and responded lazily: "We'll see."

Up to this second, the atmosphere is very good, the rain is fluttering, the laughter is warm, Lei Fuchao inadvertently turned the handle of the umbrella, Xiao Ping noticed it - it means that Lei Fuchao is happier than the expression on his face —did not expose him.

next second.

The two subconsciously stopped in unison.

Lei Fuchao was too excited to turn the umbrella, and Xiao Ping kept searching for the little habits exposed in his gestures, and also searched excitedly, which directly caused the two of them to not pay enough attention to the road.

And Lei Fuchao forgot, today the crew of "Wa Sui" is scheduled to have a reporter visit the set.

Therefore, as soon as they raised the umbrella, the two of them looked at each other with a reporter passing by in front of them.

reporter:"……"

Xiao Ping: "..." He couldn't help turning his head to look at Lei Fuchao.

Recalling the topic he and Xiao Ping were discussing a few seconds ago, Lei Fuchao: "..."