Xiaobai was still immersed in his own thoughts.

Even the director said he wanted to look at her with a loving look, but he had already tried hard to show it. Why is it still not possible? Could it be that he really doesn't have the talent to act?

He turned his head and looked at the crowd passing through the street outside the window, and suddenly felt like he could not find himself in a daze.

Who is he? Is Zeng Bai, who sells pork, or the novice in "The Most Pretty Enemy", or Bai Ruidi in "Men's Tears"?

The director said he was Breedy, but why couldn't he find the feeling that he was Breedy?

"Xiaobai, come on, get off the bus." Yan Suang's gentle voice came from the left.

Xiaobai was immediately freed from his random thoughts. Yes, he was still Xiaobai.

He got out of the car, but found that the building in front of him was very different from his home.

The gap between dangerous buildings and beautiful buildings.

Xiaobai wondered, "Where is this?"

"Hotel." Yan Suang closed the car door and pulled him away, "Let's go for a meal."

"But..." He had no appetite or thought about eating now, and just wanted to go home early.

Yan Suang suddenly stopped, "Do you want to act in a good show and meet Lian Juexiu's requirements?"

Xiaobai nodded vigorously.

Yan Suang smiled slightly and threw out the bait, "Okay, I have a way."

Xiaobai's eyes lit up, "What's the solution?"

“We’re on a date.”

……Dating?

Xiaobai looked at him blankly and said for a long time: "Is this the unspoken rule?"

...An unspoken rules?

Yan Suang almost choked to death by his saliva, "Where did you hear any unspoken rules?"

"Zhiqing said. He said the boss of the company, the director of the program, the producer of the movie..."

"Okay, OK." You should talk to Jia Zhiqing when you have time. If you have some spam information, you should not output it to others. "I am not a producer, a director, or a screenwriter, so I can't unspoken rules for you, don't worry."

Well, he is sincere. Words like unspoken rules are simply insults.

However... the unspoken rules are indeed a shortcut.

Yan Suang gently patted his cheek with his palm and woke himself up from some wrong thoughts.

"Oh." Xiaobai replied obediently, "Then why do you want to date?"

"Your problem is lack of love, so we have to make up for it with dates." Yan Suang cleared his throat and said, "You should treat me as your fiancée now. We will finish work now. Oh no, we will make an appointment to have dinner here together after get off work."

Xiaobai looked at him blankly and said, "But, I can't treat you as my fiancée."

"Why?"

"Because my fiancée is not a man." Tan Fei's appearance automatically appeared in Xiaobai's mind.

"Don't even think about it!" Yan Suang saw through what he was thinking at first sight and said angrily, "If I am willing to help you, you should be grateful. You are still picky?"

Xiaobai lowered his head, bit his lower lip and said, "I'm sorry."

...The anger disappeared immediately.

"I'm not trying to rape you." Yan Suang fully utilized the face-changing qualities that a movie actor possessed and smiled, "I'm just thinking, if you can't treat me as your fiancée, you should treat me as your fiancée." In fact, he also likes this position more.

"Fiancé?" Xiaobai said suspiciously, "But I am also a man."

Does he have to be confused about the gender of men and women? Yan Suang was worried about his "future sexual blessings". "In fact, feelings do not distinguish between men and women. First of all, the gender was decided when we were born, right?"

Xiaobai nodded.

"My parents have never asked us whether we want men or women, so we have no choice at all." He paused and murmured, "Of course, parents themselves lack control over it."

Xiaobai looked at him in confusion.

"I mean, gender is not what we choose, it only represents our body, **, but our spirit and soul are in our own hands. Feelings are also. How can we stifle our emotions in order not to be bound by the control of **? The human soul and spirit are the most important, ** is just a skin. Buddhism also says so, uh, Taoism, Christianity, and Catholicism..." Several sects should be more convincing, right?

Yan Suang shamelessly fooled him.

Xiaobai blinked, "Is that true?"

Yan Suang was distracted by his conscience, "Yes."

Xiaobai was silent.

"..." Is this a clear understanding? Or does he disagree at all? Yan Suang looked at his answer depressedly.

After careful consideration, Xiaobai finally said: "I understand."

"What do you know?"

“Men and men can also date.”

Very good, the focus was very accurate. Yan Suang bent his arm happily, "Then let's go."

Xiaobai slowly put his hand into his arm.

"Remember, I am your fiancé now, and you are my fiancée."

"good."

When they walked into the restaurant, the two of them caught some attention.

However, Yan Suang regarded it as a ignorant, while Xiaobai really ignored it.

So the two of them walked through the lobby casually and into the private room.

The private room and the lobby are actually connected, but they are just in the corners, forming a small area with three walls.

A copper candlestick was placed on the blue plaid tablecloth. The candlelight was dim, but it shone ambiguous orange yellow on this small world.

Yan Suang nodded with satisfaction.

When I came here, I thought the lights were too dark and I couldn't see food. But at this moment, there was an indescribable feeling in my heart for the person in front of me, slowly flowing with the orange candlelight.

Sure enough, when eating in such a restaurant, the object and mood are the key points.

"It's so dark, I can't see anything." Xiaobai touched the tablecloth.

...

Yan Suang gritted his teeth and said to the waiter next to him: "Get five more candlesticks."

So the private room became bright.

From the entrance, the entire lobby, including all the private rooms, is the brightest place.

A guest who just came in asked: "Your restaurant is really exquisite. You even light candles when repairing things. Isn't it more convenient to turn on the light?"

The messenger of the answer: "Well, hehe...hehe...hehe...well, probably."

Salad comes up.

Yan Suang looked at Xiaobai who lowered his head and ate hard, and smiled and said, "Is it still suitable for the taste?"

"It's weird. It's a bit sour. Is it broken?" Xiaobai raised his head, and half of the lettuce was still exposed outside his mouth.

"This is Italian salad dressing, maybe a little vinegar." Yan Suang tried hard to smile, "You'll just do it."

Xiaobai stuffed all the lettuce into his mouth, "Why didn't we eat bridge rice noodles?"

...It's the cross-bridge rice noodle again.

Yan Suang thought speechlessly that Xiaobai really has a special liking for crossing the bridge rice noodles.

"Because Bai Ruidi is a rich child, and Deng Xiaoxiao is a woman who is greedy and enjoys enjoyment, so the place they come must be a high-end restaurant. It feels best to come here to find it."

Xiaobai nodded in a vague way, "What am I going to do now?"

"Fall in love with me."

...

The waiter served soup and took the salad plate.

After Yan Suang said that, he kept looking at the lobby until Xiaobai asked, "How do you love me?"

"Uh, treat me as your most important person in this world." Yan Suang shook his hands with his chin on the back of his hand, and looked at him brightly, "Trust me, care about me, consider me, and pay attention to me at all times."

Xiaobai silently recited his words, as if he wanted to remember them in his heart.

Yan Suang scooped the soup with satisfaction.

Xiaobai suddenly said, "Are you going to develop me as your fan?"

The hands of scooping soup were immediately fixed.

Xiaobai said: "Jia Zhiqing said that after making a movie, you can work hard to develop fans. The slogan he came up with was: like him, support him, and pay attention to him all the time."

...
To be continued...