More than tempted for you

Chapter 1774 Let Your Vanity Be Satisfied
Song Zhiyao was helpless, Li Baoer's three sentences about his sexual orientation had actually made him unable to bear it, but the lie he told would naturally have to suffer for himself.

He forced a smile: "Seeing that you are in a good mood, did you encounter any good things?"

Satisfied with the spring breeze, Bao'er took off the windbreaker she was wearing, threw her handbag on the sofa beside her, sat down on the sofa, and lazily said: "It's nothing good, it's nothing more than abandoning my 20-year-old mother and taking her When my daughter came back and saw that I was doing well, the envy in her eyes made me a little proud."

She spoke calmly, but Song Zhiyao could see a touch of sadness in her eyes, he reached out and touched her head, and said in a doting tone, "Do you need to make your mother and your sister more envious? "

Bao'er looked at him with raised eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

Song Zhiyao suggested with conscience: "You can invite your mother and sister to my house as guests, and I will do everything possible to make them jealous of you from the bottom of their hearts."

Bao'er pointed at his face, and Song Zhiyao looked at her with a smile, feeling a little uneasy.

Bao'er smiled sweetly: "So why do women want a male best friend? I finally understand now. A male best friend is caring, much more caring than ordinary men."

Song Zhiyao didn't know whether to be happy or worried, so he forced a smile twice: "You agree? If you agree, I'll let the servants come over to prepare. You can invite your mother and sister first."

Bao'er was surprised: "Do you have a servant at home?"

Song Zhiyao lazily leaned on the sofa: "What? Surprised?"

Bao'er nodded: "The outside world only says that your family background is good, but there seems to be very little news about your family background."

Song Zhiyao smiled: "I'm an actor, not a star. I don't want to put my private life on the bright side for others to judge. I only want the works they pay attention to, my TV, my movies."

Baoer stretched out her thumb: "From the perspective of professionalism, you are really a good actor worthy of the audience's love, and you also have the capital to let yourself go. I really want to learn from you and become a good actor with both ability and political integrity." .”

Song Zhiyao chuckled: "There is a long way to go."

Bao'er clenched her fist: "Mr. Song, don't you plan to encourage the younger generation actors?"

Song Zhiyao pointed to the long leather box beside him: "Last time I saw you had a guitar in your room, I had someone order a new one, and a small ukulele, see if you like it."

Bao'er's eyes lit up, and she murmured softly, "Your guitar was delivered just in time, and mine just broke."

Song Zhiyao gasped: "It's broken? Is the string broken? You can take it to the piano store and ask someone to change the string."

Bao'er opened the big leather box, and the guitar inside looked like it was handmade, and the details were so fine that people couldn't put it down just by looking at it.

She shook her hand: "It's not that the strings are broken, it's that the panel is cracked, there's no need to take it for repair, it's just a guitar I bought randomly, if it breaks, it will break, the old one won't go, and the new one won't come."

Song Zhiyao rolled his eyes, didn't say anything, got up and walked to her side, and said softly, "Can you play the ukulele?"

Bao'er glanced at the little ukulele beside him: "Well, I know everything, I probably have contacted it."

Song Zhiyao picked up the guitar: "Then let's...let's play together."

(End of this chapter)