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ninety-nine, dyed hair

"Let's go, let's pack our luggage together. With so many things bought, we should have quite a few suitcases."

"Don't say that I will mail it to you when the time comes. You don't have to worry about anything. Just rest peacefully for the next two days."

He Qiyan took Ling Wenxiao's hand, came to the room, turned on the projector, and played a healing cartoon.

He Qiyan hugged Ling Wenxiao tightly, and the two of them nestled on the plush sofa, just enjoying the tenderness of this moment.

Maybe it was the music in the cartoon that made Ling Wenxiao feel that this time was so beautiful. It would be great if this moment could be preserved forever.

Ling Wenxiao put his hands around He Qiyan's neck, placed his forehead on He Qiyan's chin, and inhaled the citrus scent of He Qiyan's body, as clingy as a kitten.

"When we get there, I'll buy you a Samoyed and let him accompany you."

"Okay, I really like Smiling Angel. What about you? Do you want an animal? Are you still thinking about Songsong?"

"Songsong, I have always regarded the smart monitor in my home as him. I feel that he has always been by my side. I feel that he is my best partner and my best pet. I don't plan to keep another one."

It’s a pet.”

"That's great. This pet is more convenient. You don't have to walk it or give it a bath!"

"But you have to love your Samoyed well. Don't bother with it. It only takes three minutes."

"Of course I know. I'm not a three-minute hot person."

"Okay, don't forget to call me at noon when you get there. When you go home from work every day, tell me when you get home."

"Yes, I understand. So do you. It's best if you can update me on your latest situation every day."

"The two of us should create a reality show to show what a long-distance couple is like every day. This kind of show will definitely be a hit this year."

"How come everything can turn into work in your mind? It's our love affair. I can't bear that such privacy should be put on a variety show for so many people to discuss. I hope work and life can be separated."

"Hahaha, okay, then I will create a variety show like this, and ask some popular celebrities to participate, especially those that the public doesn't know. After they come, the discussion will definitely increase.

."

"Are you sure you can rise? If there are some people who are particularly bad to the general public, I will also be scolded to death."

"These are all things that can be packaged and edited. If the feedback in this regard is not good, you can re-record an issue. First of all, some good effects, and a bold idea, which is black and red! Many artists are black

You become popular when you are black, and it is still very popular now. It is hard to talk about many things in the entertainment industry? It originally focused on the word entertainment. After three or five years, who can remember what happened to you back then? "

"That's right. I have contacted my fan club before, but they are doing well. I wish them a happy life."

"That's right, your fans are very nice to you. You see, there is almost no discussion about you on the Internet. There are only sporadic posts from your fans. He has become ridiculed on the Internet.

state, tied together in your absence."

"I would have forgotten all these things if you didn't tell me. I don't even understand what he loves? He's just as easy to come by as he is. He's wasted three years on this scumbag. It's really too much.

It’s not worth it anymore.”

"Love makes a person lose his eyesight. It's like a piece of cloth stuck in his eyes, and immediately he can't see clearly what kind of person he loves. If you are in front of him, it will be difficult for you to be so clear-headed.

"

"Yeah, luckily I met a good person."

Ling Wenxiao started to hold He Qiyan's face and kissed him wildly, kissing his eyes, nose, and mouth non-stop, making He Qiyan giggle.

"Ouch, okay, okay, my face!"

He Qiyan pressed Ling Wenxiao down, hugged him tightly, and said, "Is there anywhere you want to go tomorrow?"

"There's really no place I want to go. Let's have a good rest at home tomorrow. Let's sing in this room tomorrow. The soundproof wall you designed here is really good. You can play all kinds of things at home. I don't know how.

To disturb the people."

Ling Wenxiao saw the microphone placed next to the projector and said.

"Okay, you can see everything with your big eyes."

"Hmph, I want to have some midnight snack, something spicy!"

"Okay, Songsong, let's order at the Sichuan restaurant."

Ling Wenxiao quickly stopped him and said: "No need to order main dishes, just some snacks, duck products, hot dry noodles, cola, that's all!"

"Well, Songsong, just press these a little bit!"

He Qiyan fiddled with Ling Wenxiao's hair. Some of the black hair on the top of his head had grown out. He Qiyan said, "Let me touch up your hair roots! You'll look beautiful when you go out."

"Okay, but there is one question, can you do it?"

"What's so difficult about this? Can't you just apply the hair dye and be done with it?"

"What you said is quite right, but I'm a little worried! But, it doesn't matter, it's you! Then you can dye it for me!"

He Qiyan got up and went to the room to look for hair dye. He found that he had never bought hair dye at all. He called Songsong again: "Songsong, buy me a bottle of hair dye, brown."

"Okay, Master."

He Qiyan found a piece of black cloth at home and wrapped it around Ling Wenxiao.

"No, you are surrounding me, how can I eat for a while?"

"It doesn't matter, just use it as a bib to avoid staining your clothes."

"Haha, okay, I am a three-year-old today."

"You are not just a kid today, you have always been a kid with me. You can always eat, drink, and have fun. No matter what mistakes you make, I will help you take responsibility for them. I am your big parent."

"Brother Yan is so nice. I'm so happy. What you said makes me so moved that I almost want to cry."

Ling Wenxiao turned into a clingy kitten again and clung to He Qiyan. Now he could cling to people for as long as he could.

"Master, the takeaway has arrived."

Songsong took the takeout and delivered it to the room.

"Okay, Songsong, you go and have a rest."

He Qiyan took the takeaway and put it on the table.

"Eat this hot dry noodles first, it won't taste good after a while."

"Okay, it smells so good, my saliva has already come out."

Ling Wenxiao couldn't help it and started eating immediately, sucking and gulping.

But boys will be boys, and He Qiyan finished all the hot dry noodles in just three bites.

"This duck product is good and delicious. I haven't eaten this thing for almost a year."

"Aren't these not very good foods? In the past, our teachers didn't care about them and we wouldn't let them eat them. Now we can eat them freely."

"How happy! It's great to be an adult. I no longer need someone to take care of everything."

"But you have a boss! The boss will take care of you even more."

"When I meet such a good boss like you, don't you worry about someone taking care of you?"

Ling Wenxiao said after finishing his last bite of noodles.

"Humph, I don't care about anything. You must work hard. Those who are valuable to the company will stay in the company forever! If I keep fishing, I will never keep idle people."

"I know! I'm just saying that the relationship between you and me is not between you and your employees, okay!"

"I'm just teaching you! In the future, you will have many investors and directors to work with. You have to complete the tasks required by the crew on time in order to have a good reputation. Directors also correspond directly with each other. Which actor

If the performance is good, no matter which actor plays a big role, it will have an impact."

"Let's not talk about work today, okay? I'm leaving soon. It's really annoying that you're still here lecturing me."

He Qiyan also wondered why he started to educate Ling Wenxiao, so he quickly changed the subject and said: "I'm going to see if the hair dye has been delivered. You can eat it first!"

He Qiyan hurriedly went out to look for hair dye at the door. It was an embarrassing moment.

He Qiyan brought the hair dye back, and Ling Wenxiao had already cleared the table and sat on the chair, with his hair hanging down, waiting for He Qiyan to dye his hair.

He Qiyan walked in, squeezed the hair dye onto the comb, and applied it bit by bit to the roots of Ling Wenxiao's hair.

"This hair dye is good. It doesn't have any pungent smell. I wonder what the effect will be after it heals after a while!"

"It won't be ugly. Trust me."

Ling Wenxiao said: "Of course I believe you, otherwise can I let you dye it? After using the rest, I will dye one for you."

"Ah? I, I don't need it!"

"Why, why don't you dye your hair? Don't you believe in my skills?"

He Qiyan denied: "I'm just worried that if I dye my hair, I won't be serious enough. If I go out and let others see me, I won't be rigorous and steady enough."

"You are a young entertainment company boss! After dyeing your hair, you look more like an entertainment boss! How fashionable! The fashionable boss has a group of outstanding artists under his command. You can become a brand spokesperson of the company!

"

"I feel disgusted now that there are too many revelations about me. About my family, my company address, and my social media accounts, they have all been dug up as if they are transparent. They just barely know where I live!"

"You can be considered a member of a celebrity family. People in your family are very popular. There are many rumors floating around outside, making your family very mysterious and like a celebrity. I read everything written in the marketing account.

Now I’m interested! I’m really curious about what your family is like. What kind of person is the young master of the He family?”

"Marketing accounts are the best at exaggerating the atmosphere. We don't have that many legendary things in our family, so we just made them up."

"But you have made your company so big, how awesome it is! I have seen many fans who are envious of the company's treatment of artists, and they all criticize their idol's management company. I rarely see any dissatisfaction with Fenghua Media.

ah!"

"This is all a matter of spending money to settle it and reduce the discussion of Fenghua Media."
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