Breaking up, No Joke

Since the professional actor's Bai Yu is used to eating only 80% of each meal, weight loss and health. So even with it, the small watermelon has been developed into this habit since he was weaned.

From eating to putting down the tableware, it took more than half an hour. The small watermelon was holding a cup and drinking a drink. It was like a peach blossom, and it was full of curiosity.

Because of the long hours of heavy work, Song Shiyi was eating very fast. Putting down the tableware and wiping his mouth with a paper towel, said: "I will take you to Bai Yu."

The small watermelon cleverly reached out and hugged Song’s neck and said, "But the hegemony is now at work."

"It doesn't matter, he won't mind." Song Shiyi took a big step and left the private room.

Song Shiyi had some private thoughts in his heart, so he did not call Bai Yu in advance on the road, but drove directly to his crew to block people.

When Bai Yu received a call from Song Shizhen, he was so busy that he looked at the familiar numbers on the screen and hesitated for a long time.

Song Shizhen’s low and magnetic male voice, one board at a glance: “Busy?”

"Fortunately." Bai Yu slammed his mobile phone in one hand and smiled at the scene where he was talking. He went to the corner.

Moan, who is playing with the hostess, seems to have a heart and soul. He looks up at the direction of Bai Yu, and the smiling black singer shines with strange light.

"I am at the tea shop next to your crew." Song Shiyi said faintly, "Your son is next to me."

Bai Yuwen said that the first reaction was not that Song Shizhen kidnapped his stupid son, but that the stupid son had encountered something.

After more than a year of contact, Bai Yu still knows very well about his predecessor's temper, knowing that the other side disdains to kidnap a child only to threaten himself.

However, inexplicable, Bai Yu, who clearly did nothing wrong, was afraid to meet with Song Shizhen.

"I will come soon." Bai Yu said in a sigh of relief. "I am bothering you."

Song Shizhen looked at the small watermelon sitting opposite, as long as he had a cup of milk tea, "No trouble."

Hanging up the phone, Bai Yu thinks that there is still a film in his play today, and it is not good for him to take his own movie. He has to try to see if he can take time off.

Waiting is staring at Moan Yu and the female match, the brows are like a hill, and the expression is awkward.

The performance of the women's match with the group is very poor, it is easy to laugh at the field, but also from time to time blushing and watching Moan in the go, this is NG several times, actually not yet! The true crew is their backyard, let her chase the stars?

"It's okay. It doesn't matter if you shoot again tomorrow." The leader looked down at the time and guessed that if the female match was not finished, it would be better to let Bai Yu go back and shoot him tomorrow.

Bai Yu was a little anxious, and quickly returned to the lounge to remove makeup and change clothes, and took his own things and left the crew in a hurry.

Once again, the female partner of NG was pointed to the nose and shouted. Moan took the towel from the assistant and handed it to himself. He looked around and said, "What about Bai Yu?"

The assistant said casually: "Berg has just been waiting for leave, it should be something."

Moan lowered his eyes and looked at the female partner who was still being reprimanded by the waiting guide, and suppressed the irritability of his heart.

Bai Yu bought a pack of cigarettes at the small shop at the door of the crew. He ignited and slammed a large mouth before he slowed down the gods. He threw the cigarette **** on the ground and grinded it with a leather shoe tip.

Until the flat and rotten of the cigarettes were crushed, Bai Yu regained his foot, put on his sunglasses, and went to the appointment with no expression.

The small watermelon bowed his head and sucked the straw to drink milk tea. The next second, he was picked up by the people, and then he was cleverly held in his arms. He turned around and held the head of Bai Yu, and shouted crisply: "Hegemony! ”

Song Shizhen’s deep eyes were slightly stunned, and he looked at Bai Yu’s eyes with enlightenment.

Bai Yu subconsciously avoided the eyes of Song Shizhen, letting the small watermelon use his claws to smear his own hair, and politely smiled toward the Song Dynasty. "Long time no see."

In the Song Dynasty, he began to drink lemonade and did not have any intention to respond.

Bai Yu didn't care too much. He used to get along with Song Shiyi. He knew that the other party was annoyed. If he didn't talk about the key point, the other party would never speak.

"How did you bring him to the crew?" Bai Yu chose a better start.

"Through passing, I will bring it when I see it." Song Shiyi looked at him with a deep meaning: "Your son is very like you."

"Thank you." Bai Yu was a little nervous. He picked up a glass of water and bite the straw to drink. After drinking it, he found that the small watermelon was looking at himself with his own eyes and eyes full of accusations.

Bai was happy, and the heart that had been hanging was put down by the expression of the little watermelon. "Is it not happy to drink something?"

Song Shiyi said: "I broke up with me because of him?"

Wen Yan, Bai Yu’s eyes brushed down and went cold. “No.”

"He is almost two years old." Song Shizhen did not seem to see Bai Yu's vigilance and indifference, and he said to himself: "It broke up with me because she was pregnant for five or six months."

This sentence is certainly not a question.

Bai Yu sneered: Of course. When he first discovered that he was pregnant with a small watermelon for about five or six months, he thought it was a blessing or a flatulence, and he ignored it. After the results were taken seriously, they were found to be pregnant.

At that time, the white moonlight in the heart of Song Shiyi came back from abroad, and they broke up again.

Bo Yi, who likes to swollen face and fat, wants to face and decides to secretly give birth to a child.

To be honest, if the heart of Bai Yu was a little bit worse, it is estimated that there is no small watermelon now.

Thinking of this, Bai Yu touched the hair of the stupid son sitting in his arms and felt that the father's love was as great as the mother's love.

The small watermelon satisfies the chest of the cypress and continues to drink.

Seeing the scene of the father's filial piety in front of this scene, Song Shizhen's eyes are getting colder.

Bai Yu spoke, but did not speak Chinese, but used a foreign language to avoid being heard by a small watermelon. He said: "We have broken up. I don't want to care about you and Qi Qi, I hope you can blend. My life."

"I have nothing to do with Qi." Song Shiyi also replied to him in a foreign language.

"It's over, these are not important." Bai Yu was silent for a while, and he looked at Song Shiyi with a word and said, "I don't care."

Song Shizhen’s face was covered with gloom and he did not say a word.

Bai Yu also feels that he has said that these words are somewhat sensible, and that they are still interesting to others, but they do not say it, and they usually die.

However, if it is really with Song Shiyi, Bai Yu can't guarantee that the future of himself and his stupid son will be disturbed by other people in the Song family.

A man who will have a child is contrary to common sense.

A woman who will have a child will follow nature.

Like the Song family, even if you endured Song Shizhen to find a man, you may not be able to endure that the future heir is a man.

Plus, Bai Yu never thought about telling the secrets he could make.

He can't make this kind of thing public.

Song Shiyi left.

Bai Yu holding a small watermelon, looking at the back of the other side with a blank expression, gradually disappeared in front of her eyes.

After sitting for a while, Bai Yu took a small watermelon and got up and left. After leaving this circle for too long, he forgot some of his previous habits too clean, so he did not notice that there was a corner around him that flashed a few white lights.

“Why, why would you leave from school?” Bai Yu put the small watermelon in the child seat, then sat in the main driver's seat and stepped on the gas pedal.

The little watermelon remembered the previous move of being a little fat man, and his expression changed. He was not talking.

Bai Yu’s mood is not good, he wants to smoke, and he cares about small watermelons. He can only continue to move his lips, “Speak!”

The small watermelon has a red eye, and I don’t know if it was scared by the attitude of Bai Yu. After a while, I rushed and said that I had been licked by three children.

The steering wheel of the short and vengeful cypress suffocating turned, turned a corner, and slammed it toward the path leading to the early education class.

In the wrath of the cypress, the fighting power was amazing. He drove to the destination before the early morning classes.

Bai Yu holds a small watermelon and points to Jiangshan: "Which class are they in?"

The little watermelon fart is pointing the way, bringing Bai Yu to the class of the little fat man, pointing to the little fat man sitting in the front row, the fox and the tiger Wei said: "Hegemony is him!"

Two meters eight in the gas field, Bai Yu, in the horror of the little fat man, walked up to him and grinned: "Take me a go, little fat man."

The little fat man trembled a little, licking his small eyes, and wowed, he cried, and a slug ran down slowly, ugly and ugly.

The dean of the early education class looked at the leisurely Bai Yu and the little fat man who kept tearing his tears. He said as gentle as possible: "Mr. Bai, this..."

"I sent my son to you for a high price, not to let him be bullied." Bai Yu, wearing sunglasses and playing with a mobile phone, replied without saying that "I want to see the parents of this little fat man."

The cry of the little fat man paused, and then he cried even louder.

The small watermelon licked the fingers on the ground and was unmoved.

The dean died of a headache. Their early classes were privately opened. Because of the high price, the family background of these children was not ordinary, and neither of them was the master who easily offended.

Besides, Bai Yu’s words are also reasonable. His children are being bullied at school. Parents come to school to ask for justice, but...

Teacher Chen stepped on the high-heeled shoes and ran in an anxious face. He said to Bai Yu, "Mr. Bai, I..."

"In addition to this, I hope to see your treatment. Others I don't want to know." Bai Yu refused to apologize for this young girl.

Before, he always thought that this 20-year-old girl was very caring for small watermelons, and she still had a good impression on her.

However, children are very sensitive. Little watermelon did not find Teacher Chen in the first time of being wronged. This shows from the side that this teacher Chen’s interest in small watermelons.

Bai Yu is not stupid and not kind.

Teacher Chen turned to the dean for help, and the dean shook his head with a black face.

When the young teacher Chen saw the small watermelon with his fingers on the ground, his eyes lit up and he quickly squatted and picked up the small watermelon. He said gently: "Little watermelon, the teacher told the little brother that you are sorry, right. Can you not be angry?"

Bai Yu lifted his head and said, "Put him down."

Teacher Chen was holding a small watermelon and her face was full of panic, and she did not know what to do next.

The dean was shivered by this stupidity.

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