MTL - Sugar Baby-Chapter 113 Fan Wai Huawei CP

"Hey... hello? Li Ge, are you listening?"

In the earphones, Qiu Qiu called, and Li Weizhen suddenly returned to God. He found that in the past few minutes, his eyes had been staring at the window next door, and his mind was not on the phone. +++ girls must go to the website www.novelbuddy.com

Li Weizhen did not find an excuse. "The signal was not good, what did you say, I didn't hear it."

"I~~~" Qiu Qiu said excitedly, "Is it good to have a hot pot together in a few days? I am going to you, or you can come here."

Li Weizhen pondered for a few seconds. He clearly felt that he should not have any communication with Huaxiang, but he finally said a "good" word.

Hanging up the phone, he can't understand himself.

Forget it... Even if it’s an ordinary friend, after seeing it for so many years, there’s nothing wrong with eating a meal.

Vincent suddenly came out from the side and asked him with a squeaky belly. "Boss, let's eat at night?"

Li Weizhen looked at him with shock.. "... still eat? You just ate five plane meals on the plane."

"The plane meal is only a little bigger, and there is no big palm." Wensen grievances, "I thought that the first class can have a lot of luxury food supply, I did not expect to eat the same as the economy class, the difference is just put on the plate. ”

The house is new. There is nothing in the refrigerator. Vinson turned around in the house, and even the instant noodles were not seen. Li Weizhen specially asked him to go outside the community to find the nightingale.

"Boss, what do you eat, I will bring you back." Vinson said.

"No, you just have to eat yourself, I am not hungry." Li Weijun pulled out five red and bright paper money from his wallet. "Today, you have to run before you run."

Vincent is estimated to be hungry, staring at the photos, fainting. "No hard work, no hard work, no hard work for promotion."

So Li Weizhen took the money back.

"..." Vincent was out of the mouth, and sighed and sighed on the wallet.

Now Li Weiwei is left alone in the house. Li Weizhen only got free at this time, but I have a good tour of this house. The room that Fu Ryan borrowed from his sponsorship was not small, and the four-bedroom and one-bedroom apartment, in addition to the two bedrooms, also had a study and gym. Li Weizhen stopped at the door of the study and looked at the solid wood desk in the house and the book on the shelf. He did not realize that he was caught in the memory.

The two-family unit is destined to be opposite the room and the room is mirrored. With his understanding of Huaxiang, there must be no study in the extra rooms. I still remember that when I was living together, Li Weizhen pressed the head of Huaxiang tough, changed one of the game rooms into a study room, and gave birth to a good temper.

He leaned back by the door and recalled the past events. He thought that the memory of that month had been dissipated in the time. He did not expect to be clear when he picked it up again.

Suddenly, outside the entrance, there was a knock on the door.

Li Weizhen thought that Vinson had forgotten to take things and rushed to open the door.

When I thought of the opening of the door, the person who had been remembered by him just appeared in front of him.

"Hey!" Huaxiang held the dog in one hand, and the other hand flicked and gave him a gift. "Long time no see, Mr. Li."

Li Weizheng, if it is not the predecessors who have familiar looks and familiar accents, I am afraid he really has to recognize Huaxiang.

In the past four years, Huaxiang’s clothing has been greatly improved (estimated to be the credit of economic companies). He wore an embroidered baseball shirt, ripped jeans, and an iconic long hair to his right shoulder. The rivets and gold chains were gone, replaced by a luxury white gold bracelet on the wrist. The handsomeness and conformity of his dress is the image of "small fresh meat" in the concept of mass.

However, in Li Weizhen's view, more changes are not in clothing, but in his appearance. Huaxiang is tall, and he has lost a lot of weight, sharp edges and corners, and a little bit of scum on his chin. He has gone from boy to man. A step closer. Especially the eyes, the cynicism that once was gone, turned into...

Li Weizhen fixed his mind and said calmly. "Long time no see, Hua Xiang. Are you looking for Vincent?"

"Where! How can I find that fat man!" Hua Xiang yelled and grievously said, "I haven't seen you for four years. How are you so indifferent!"

He opened his arms and squeezed into the door with the passionate beef noodles. He had to come to Li Weizhen with a "love hug". "Come here, Mr. Li, give me a hug for a long time!"

At this moment, he changed back to him four years ago, and he did not stop for a second.

Li Weizhen immediately pushed him away.. "I have been stung by a dog once today. It is all saliva, you are far away from me."

Hua Xiang was indomitable in front of him, Li Weizhen did not block, he was sniffing his neck and sniffing. The beef noodles were sampled and stood up from the side. The two front paws were placed on him, stretching his neck and arching him with a long nose.

"Not stinky and not stinky." Hua Xiang said, "I don't even dislike if I stink."

"Crap, you sleep in the kennel every day, smell nothing and stink."

"Hey! How do you know that I am sleeping with beef noodles?"

Li Weizhen was tempered by him. He thought that after so many years, the two would be a lot of strangers, but in just a few words, they found the feeling of the year, and they all did not mention the tacit understanding. Four years to avoid contact.

Li Weizhen said to support his forehead. "You called and called, can you go back?"

"How is that going?" Huaxiang brother put the arm on the neck of Li Weizhen and pressed him to the door. "Go, walk the dog!"

Li Wei’s strength was better than that of him. He was forced out of the door and dragged all the way to the elevator.

......

The high-end community they live in is very private, and the distance between the building and the building is very far. All the cars are parked in the underground garage, and the ground is full of green plants. In the garden of the night garden, many owners are taking a walk, but because everyone is a public figure, they will avoid it when they see other people.

Hua Xiang took the dog leash in his hand and walked along the Li Weizhen in the woods, breathing the humid air filtered by the plant.

"How is the feeling of becoming a star?" Li Weizhen looked sideways at the people around him.

"It's very good." Hua Xiang is proud. "I am a big star right now. You saw it at the airport today. I have a big star before, but which little star doesn't mean me. I want to be in the draft when I was in the draft. Fans, now I have a birthday, they have raised funds to buy outdoor advertising for me, buy overseas TV screens, and show their faces."

"I see you still shoot TV series, how, intend to transform?"

"Hey, hey." Huaxiang fiddled with his hair. "I am not a class student. Anyway, based on my face, what kind of acting is used, standing there is the focus of the spotlight."

"What about the record? Qiu Qiu said that you have three out of four years."

"Generally, Zhang Zhang airborne champion, Weibo new song list is to give me a list, all music app is all my boot map within a week."

Li Weizhen stopped and asked him. "...So, have you been very good?"

"Of course, very good, especially good." Hua Xiang raised his eyebrows and asked him if he was arrogant. "...how, do you think that I have been bad?"

Li Weizhen did not speak.

The night wind blew through, with the coolness of the bones.

Hua Xiang staggered his gaze. "Oh," he screamed. "You don't have paper, the beef noodles are pulled."

After being beaten like this, Li Weizhen did not continue the topic. He took out the paper towel with him and handed it to Hua Xiang. He hid far away and looked at Hua Xiang’s nose to clean up the stinky **** that had just been pulled out of the beef noodles.

The size of the dog is large, the chrysanthemum is also large, and the cockroach pulled out is of course large. A large, heavy **** wrapped in a paper towel, with a hot air. Huaxiang Mingming is a popular student, but he does not even dislike nausea. He slams the dog and throws it into the trash can next to him.

However, a few minutes of hard work, the silly dog ​​did not know where to pick up a wooden stick, sent to Hua Xiang, he had to throw it with him.

Hua Xiang said: "Look for your uncle Li."

Li Weizhen said: "How did I become a dog uncle?"

"Oh, look at my memory, not my uncle, my mother." Hua Xiang mouth.

But the beef noodles can understand people's words, squatting in front of Huaxiang with a wooden stick, seeing Huaxiang ignore it, it directly throws the stick to the foot of Huaxiang.

Li Weizhen couldn't bear it and persuaded him. "Let him play for a while."

Huaxiang could only sigh, bent over and picked up the dirty muddy branches, swayed twice in front of the beef noodles, then raised his arms and threw the branches away.

He was strong, the branches were not heavy, and the branches with earthy tastes crossed an arc in the night and fell into the bushes in the distance.

Unexpectedly, after the bushes, there was a short "ah".

Hua Xiang immediately stopped his footsteps. He was like a beast in the alert. He immediately guarded Li Weizhen behind him, while tightening the collar of the beef noodles and pulling it back.

"Who is his mother there?" Hua Xiang screamed, "Get out of Laozi!"

There was no movement after the bushes.

Huaxiang raised his voice.. "Get out, Laozi will say it again!"

The man heard the threat in Huaxiang's tone, and the bushes finally sounded a sparse movement. Soon, a man dressed in black, carrying a heavy shoulder and a camera on his neck Drilled out from behind the bushes.

Li Weizhen immediately realized that this is a paparazzi.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. Everyone is eating a meal." The paparazzi smiled and handed Huazhi a cigarette.

Hua Xiang did not give the other person a good face. He raised his hand and knocked the other hand off. The cigarette fell on the ground and rolled two times, smearing a dust.

"This is a private community. How did you get in?"

The paparazzi shrugged. "We definitely have our own channels. If I say that, then this channel is not gone."

Li Weizhen was the first time to see a paparazzi. He thought that the star and the paparazzi would not be able to meet each other. But he only saw Hua Xiang's hot temper at the same time, but the paparazzi was very different, and did not put the person being tracked in the eye.

The paparazzi are like the bones of the skeleton. They draw nutrients from the stars, but they do not care about the artist's life and death. This kind of deformed ecological chain, Li Weizhen feels disgusted as a bystander.

"Speak up... Who is this gentleman?" The paparazzi looked at Li Weiwei, who was standing in the shadows. "It’s very raw."

Li Weizheng is going to say that they are friends. Huaxiang has thrown three words in the hard state. "I don't know."

The paparazzi obviously don't believe. "You don't know him, are you walking the dog together at night?"

"I don't know you, my mother can still yell at you." Hua Xiang raised his fist and waved at him.

Li Weizhen took Huaxiang and whispered. "Go back."

Huaxiang couldn’t swallow this breath. He had a good night time. He wanted to reunite with Li Weizhen, who had never reunited for a long time, but he didn’t say a few words, but he was destroyed by the paparazzi... The most terrible thing is, who knows this guy? How much was it taken? He was photographed by the paparazzi, and the deer was a horse.

He immediately reached out and squinted and said, "Give me the camera."

The paparazzi immediately took the camera back and stepped back.. "Little King, do you want to pick up the camera? I am the first one of you?" Although your economic company said that you are paying two for them, I am still tonight. There are other jobs, if you are embarrassed, I can't explain to the editor."

The dog's simple words, like holding the neck of Huaxiang, made him breathless, and the roots of the blue veins on his fists violently. He subconsciously squinted at Li Weizhen, and did not want to leave his impression of being too impulsive in the other's heart.

Although... although the impulse is true, there are countless things that he and the paparazzi are in front of each other. He was tired of the bed bugs that lived on him. No matter where he went, the long guns and short guns were facing him, like a high-powered microscope. He tried to reason, but they liked to see him blushing and thick neck. He was so angry that he slammed the camera and fell into the camera. The economic man accused him of not having a good relationship with entertainment.

The beef noodles seem to smell the roaring anger of Huaxiang. It pushes down the body and tries to pull out two fangs. Unfortunately, the name of "Smile Angel" is hung on its head. Even if it is fierce, it also comes with its own. foolish.

The paparazzi is innocent. "Hua Xiang, I really don't lie to you. I really don't come to you today. I am not running this line at all. We have received news that a famous actress is in love with the official." The second generation, I am coming to the news... I don't believe you."

He said, he took off the camera, brought up the album, and showed Hua Xiang the results he had tonight.

Li Weizhen glanced aside, and did see a low-key woman on the screen holding a young man into a building next to it. Hua Xiang reached out and tried to continue to turn down. The paparazzi quickly recovered his hand.

"Look at the two! The other materials I am waiting for the bonus." The paparazzi quickly stopped him. "Today, you and the 'I don't know Mr.' date, I promise not to tell the editor, if I say a word, Curse us "Orange Daily" immediately closed down!"

"Not a date!" Hua Xiang blocked the dripping water.

The paparazzi is still like a laughing look. He looked at Li Weizhen without a trace and said, "I understand, I understand, walk the dog."

Li Weizhen was uncomfortable with his deep-eyed eyes, and his feeling of being touched by malicious people made him feel disgusted. Hua Xiang is also reluctant to say a word to the paparazzi. If it is normal, he will be spelled on the agent's lesson, and he must also smash the other's storage card, but in the face of Li Weizhen, he is like a fighting force. A limited dog does not want to expose the true self.

Hua Xiang and Li Weizhen had completely lost their minds and walked into the apartment.

The elevator gradually climbed up, and the elevator was surrounded by mirrors. Li Weizhen sharply captured the flash of the flash of Huaxiang's face.

He whispered. "Do you always have to face this?"

Huaxiang squeezed a smile and said it easily. "No way, who makes me red now."

Li Weizhen did not speak.

If this is the price of red, then Huaxiang has paid too much.

......

The next day, a news article titled "H is a small fresh meat late night private gay, intimate hyena suspected of cohabitation" was circulated on some gossips. And the source of the news is not the "Orange Daily", but the "Pineapple Daily"!

Damn, Huaxiang knows that he was being tricked by the eye-catching paparazzi.

The news was also accompanied by a picture. The lights on the road were dark in the middle of the night. The faces of the two parties were all mosaiced, and they could not see the appearance - but the dog did not play!

Wherever Huaxiang went, he took his iconic demolition angel Samoyed, but the beef noodle was a thoroughly red dog. When you reveal a tail, others know who it is. The spectators reminiscent of yesterday's beef noodles "attacking" a male passenger with his tongue at the airport, and things suddenly became subtle.

Dogs are very loyal to animals. If you are not an intimate acquaintance, how can you use your tongue when you come up? ... Even if the two parties no longer deny, the dog will not lie!

Fortunately, there are still rational fans under the gossip news.

"This is to seal our brother is gay? The first time I heard that the dog was broken, it turned out that our brother raised a police dog."

This comment was topped to the top, and the commentator supported his powder flying from Hua Xiang’s debut. However, Feifei has now retired to the second line, concentrate on supporting the elderly, and the truss is rarely involved. This time it is not ridiculous, she will not go out in person.

This entertainment gossip was really too much to talk about, and did not pick up any splashes. The attention of the masses was quickly diverted away from the "Famous Actress Cars in the Cars."

After the heat was lowered, Huaxiang’s brokerage company immediately contacted and deleted the posts, and they used to slap the **** of Huaxiang. They did not know what they were doing, and no one noticed.

However, things are wiped clean, and it does not mean that the agent can let Huaxiang go.

Zhang Jie called Hua Xiang, and he licked his face and slammed him. "On the online news, don't you want to explain?"

Hua Xiang said: "There is nothing to explain. My friends and I go out and make a turn, can be regarded as homosexuality. Is there any royal law in this world?"

"Wang Fa? A pen under the reporter's hand is Wang Fa. The mouth of the music critic is Wang Fa. The ticket for the fan pocket is Wang Fa! How many times have you said that you are now a star, what to do? Think before you do anything... Before you make friends, think about it."

Hua Xiang did not say anything and hang up the phone directly.

After five seconds, the phone rang again. Hua Xiang’s phone was waiting for half a minute before he picked it up.

The phone is still the agent Zhang Jie.

"You have to go out in the last few days. I have received a variety of variety shows for you. It is the hottest outdoor section now..."

"How many times did I fucking, I didn't pick up the variety!" Hua Xiang raised his voice. "Do you still think that I haven't had enough time to practice singing? You look at my last album, the critics are all fucking. What kind of dung is being sprayed, I have squeezed too much time to shoot a ghost TV show! I can listen to it myself, I don’t want to be a singer who can’t even sing at the scene!”

Zhang Jie interrupted him. "This time, this variety show, you can pack your teacher to play together."

"..."

"And, don't worry, those music critics have been public relations, and you don't have to worry about the new album next year."

"..."

Before hang up the phone, Zhang Jie advised him with a strong heart. "At the next scene, try ‘half-opening Mai’.”