The male god of fast wearing has his own acting buff

Chapter 537 An actor who doesn't want to be a writer is not easy to sing (34)

"Hey……"

Kuang Xin stuck out her tongue helplessly towards the leaving taxi, "What, just run away when you're halfway through talking."

However, if Jiang Feng is really "him"...

Then, it's time for her to start investigating!

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Carrying a piece of fast food, Robesy walked briskly back home.

Just opened the door, suddenly heard an extremely strange rustling sound from inside the room.

She couldn't help frowning in doubt. In the past few days, Xia Weiwei claimed that she had a burst of inspiration, and kept herself locked in the room, living a life of jet lag and creation.

It's impossible for him to wake up in the middle of the day...

After thinking about it, Le Baishi tiptoed in, and sure enough, in front of the big refrigerator by the kitchen door, there was a figure with disheveled hair like a bird's nest, and her upper body was flipping around.

Oh my god, I was thieves!
Still a perverted thief with no clothes on!

Le Baishi conveniently picked up the big umbrella by the door, and quietly approached the sneaky figure.

Just as he was about to take a picture with an umbrella, the sneaky figure seemed to sense the movement behind him, and turned his head abruptly.

Both of them stared wide-eyed in shock, and spoke at the same time.

Le Baishi: "Xia Weiyi?!"

Xia Weiwei: "Le Baishi?!"

"You don't wear clothes in broad daylight, why are you looking through the refrigerator here?"

Le Baishi threw away the umbrella, looked at the afro-haired + shirtless man who looked like a certain tribal chief, the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.

I haven't seen you for a few days, this kid has become a primitive person...

"...Cough, um, I'm hungry, I'm going out to find something to eat."

Xia Weiyi scratched her head in embarrassment, and saw the fast food in Le Baishi's hand again.

Can't help swallowing, "Didn't you go to Station F to do a live broadcast today? Why didn't Sister Kuang Xin invite you to dinner, and you started to eat fast food."

"Ah... I ate it, and it was packaged for you."

Le Baishi saw Xia Weiwei's hungry face like an old dog, so he simply handed the fast food to him.

"I'm so touched that you still think of me!"

Xia Weiwei was overjoyed, grabbed the fast food box and immediately gobbled it up, making Le Baishi want to laugh and feel distressed at the same time.

Speaking of which, she was busy enough these days, so she didn't have time to talk to him at all, and he almost never opened the door anyway.

Could it be that you haven't eaten for a few days?

Not to mention, that body does look a lot thinner...

Are those who engage in artistic creation so disrespectful of their bodies?

After thinking about it, Le Baishi asked softly: "How is the progress of your inspirational work?"

"Well……"

Xia Weiyi swallowed his mouth full of rice with all his strength, raised his head with a smile, his eyes suddenly sparkled, "It's just done!"

"Really?"

Le Baishi suddenly wanted to know what kind of masterpiece he wrote without sleep, rest, eating, or drinking, so she immediately stood up and walked towards the doghouse-like room, "Eat slowly, let me listen first... ..."

"No, no, cough, cough cough..."

Xia Weiyi almost choked to death with a mouthful of food. He threw down the bowl and chopsticks, rushed to the door of the room nervously, and opened his arms to stop him.

"You can't listen now!"

Le Baishi couldn't help wondering: "Why?"

However, Xia Weiyi's dirty face, which hadn't been washed in the past few days, suddenly blushed, and his eyes glanced unnaturally to one side.

"Now is not the time to listen."

He muttered softly.

"……Fine."

Le Baishi can understand his inexplicable insistence. Of course, the work must be presented in the most perfect state so as not to be ashamed.

"Oh, right,"

She suddenly remembered something, took out a chic invitation letter from her bag, and handed it to Xia Weiwei.

(End of this chapter)