Breaking up, No Joke

Bai Yu slept for a long time and was very heavy.

When Song Shiyi opened the door and walked in, just saw the small watermelon with wide eyes and a sly look on the chest of Bai Yu. I couldn't help but frown and walked over to pick up the child.

How can children let their children sleep on their chests while they are still ill?

However, the small watermelon was just picked up and Bai Yu woke up. He saw Song Shizhen, who appeared in the house, and smiled friendlyly. He really couldn’t afford the spirit to be with him.

Song Shiyi didn't mind, sitting on a single sofa and saying, "How is your body?"

Bai Yu put the hand in the quilt slowly over the lower abdomen, but his face did not move: "A lot of ^" "What disease?" Song Shiyi continued to ask.

Bai Yu licked his lips and ran away for a long while: "The old is sick. Right, things have been solved?"

Old problem? What old problems will flow to the blood of a place!

Song Shiyi’s eyes glanced, but he followed the meaning of him and turned the subject over. “Well, it’s all solved.”

The little watermelon licked the tie of Song and Song, and then sneaked in, whispering: "Uncle Song, the hegemony is hungry, let's go buy him Zhou Zhou, is it good?"

Porridge?

Song Shiyi nodded. "I took him out to buy something to eat."

Bai Yu breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't wait to nod. "Well, let's go."

The serious and calm man took the stupid fat child in his arms and walked out, because the strong contrast also had a strange sense of harmony, so it was very eye-catching along the way.

After buying meat and porridge, Song Shiyi did not go back to the ward, but went to the president's room and knocked on the door.

Han Ziyu took down the glasses on the bridge of the nose and saw Song Shizhen standing at the door. He sighed helplessly. "I knew you were coming to me, but I didn't expect you to come so fast."

Song Shi licked his lips: "Give me the medical record."

Han Ziyu refused to ask his old friend for the first time. He said seriously: "I can't hand you his medical records. This is the bottom line of my practice. If you really want to understand the patient's physical condition, ask him. Let's go."

Song Shiyi repeated, the tone is difficult to cover up severely: "The medical record is single."

Han Ziyu has a headache. "Old Song, this time I really don't help you. This is what he meant. I can't say it."

Song Shizhen was cold. "His condition is very serious?"

Han Ziyu heard the words "Nothing serious, I use personality guarantee! However, during this time he should not be too hard, it is best to rest, bed things should also be reduced."

Han Ziyu and Song Shiyi are old friends for many years, so he is very clear that this is the biggest concession that this rigorous and ruthless man can do, but he can’t say the secret of Bai Yu, and he has some hidden notes. .

Song Shiyi coveted, holding a small watermelon that he did not understand and turned away.

Han Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief.

On the way back, the little watermelon held Song’s neck and hesitated and said: "Uncle, hegemony seems very sad."

Song Shiyi held the child's hand tightly and continued. "Why is he sad?"

"I don't know." The small watermelon is low. "Is it a tyrant?"

Song Shizhen: "No."

As they said, the two of them saw Mr. Zhang’s angry face holding his mobile phone and standing in front of the ward. "Before we bai bai for your show, the schedule was vacant, and you ended up! What is our cypress? If you want to come, you can go! The beauty of thinking!"

"Impossible! Let's find someone else to supplement the show! We absolutely don't agree!"

Little watermelon looked puzzled at Song Shizhen, "Uncle?"

Song Shizhen coldly pressed his face and put the child on the ground. He watched him stumble and ran into the ward door, then turned and took the mobile phone in Mr. Zhang’s hand.

Mr. Zhang’s face was inexplicable. When he found out that he was robbing his mobile phone, it was Song Hezhen’s, and he swallowed the roar.

How is Song Shiyi here?

Bai Yu just walked out of the toilet and saw a small watermelon running in, and his heart flashed a touch of loss. He said, "Why are you alone?"

A small watermelon hugs the thigh of Bai Yu, and his face is full of happiness, and after a few clicks, he said: "Uncle Song is outside."

Bai Yu sighed, ignoring the joy of the heart, and did not ask a few more words, I saw Song Shiyi and Mr. Zhang walk in one after the other.

Mr. Zhang is full of joy, but he still cares about the presence of Song Shizhen. He is sitting in danger and looking at the gentleness of Bai Yu’s eyes.

Bai Yu did not care about him. Mr. Zhang is somewhat snobbish in his bones. It is also expected that this relationship will be followed by his relationship with Song Shiyi.

Song Shiyi put the hot porridge in his hand on the table and said, "When are you ready to leave the hospital?"

Mr. Zhang came over and interjected. "Song has just helped us a big favor. Bai Yu can thank you very much."

"What is it busy?" Bai Yu was surprised.

Mr. Zhang laughed and said nothing, saying: "I will go out and pick up the phone first, you talk."

After that, Mr. Zhang went out with a smile and made up his mind to create a two-person world for the two.

He forgot that there are small watermelons in the house, so the world of the two is impossible.

Bai Yu silently looked at the back of Mr. Zhang's departure, upset, looking at Song Shiyi, "What have you done?"

Song Shizhen: "Nothing. During this time, you should rest well and take less variety shows."

Bai gave it a favor.

An hour ago, he received a call from Mr. Zhang. The latter wanted to ask him to take over the invitation to "kill the tornado" again. But before they re-take the show, they need to do it.

But Bai Bo is not willing.

For the time being, I don't mention that his current physical condition can't play any outdoor sports. Just before the "destroy the tornado" program group temporarily changed his behavior, Bai Yu could not go to that program.

Less exposure is less, and it’s a shame.

One by one, he was removed from the audience by the program group because of Qi Qi. It has already spread throughout the circle. Therefore, if he had to eliminate the tornado if nothing had happened, he would leave a message in the circle.

So this time, Bai Yu did not intend to take the show.

After the Song Dynasty, he paused and continued: "After your body recovers, they will specialize in a section on the theme of cultivation. The "Nine-day Robbery" that is now being filmed will probably be broadcast during the winter vacation. One of the protagonists is bound to participate in the promotion.

The audience who eliminated the tornado was huge, and the broadcast time was in prime time. If they can promote their program on the first stage, they will surely achieve the best publicity.

In particular, the theme of the program that Bai Yu participated in is still about the cultivation of immortals, and he will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

Bai Yu’s eyes were complicated, and he guessed what he did when he was in Song Dynasty. He said, “Thank you.”

Song Shiyi reached out and touched Bo's forehead. "Don't tell me thank you."

Bai gave a glimpse.

Song Shih-hyun came over and gently kissed the mouth of Bai Yu. Then, the low and dull voice sounded, and the warm breath sprayed on the latter's face. He said, "Wait for me at night, I have something to say. ask you."

After that, Song Shiyi did not wait for Bai to respond, and strode to open the door.

The small watermelon dropped the spoon on the hand on the floor, pouted, and sat down on the ground, wowing crying.

Bai Yu was called back to God by the cry of a small watermelon, but he did not move.

Mr. Zhang rushed in from the outside and said in his mouth: "What happened? Song always, how did he leave so quickly? Hey? How did this cry?"

Bai Yu walked over with a headache, and a small watermelon that was crying was caught under his arm. After two rounds of in situ, the cry stopped.

Mr. Zhang: "..."

Bai Yu: "What are you looking for?"

"Do you dislike the assistants arranged by the company? He ran over to ask me today, let you spare him, what happened?, Xiao Zhang?

Bai Yu sneered.

If it weren't for the dog thing that was crawling outside, the piece of meat in his stomach would not flow away!

There are Qi Qi and Mo An Yu, if not for them...

In short, these people do not want to let him go!

"He intends to sell my gossip to the paparazzi. It is a curse to keep this person around. How? You want to protect him?" Mr. Bai Yuyi looked at Mr. Zhang, and he saw the burning anger in the eyes of the other party.

To do their own work, the most taboo people around them are against the water, so Bai Yu gave this hat to Xiao Zhang, and he was destined to be unable to mix in this circle.

Besides, Bai Yu said that it was not a lie. Xiao Zhang not only turned the water, but also sold him to Moan in the group, so he would never give Xiao Zhang any chance!

Mr. Zhang licked his teeth. He was the first to be deceived by the small animal named Zhang. Grandma’s, he almost arranged the monk to arrange for other artists!

"I will go back and deal with things first. Your face is a little bad. You should cultivate it first. If you work, I will help you re-schedule. When you say it is filming, you accidentally hurt it." Mr. Zhang said quickly.

"I will send you the written words when I will, you will copy them, then pass a selfie, don't let those people on the Internet forget you."

Said, Mr. Zhang carefully looked at the face of Bai Yu, screaming twice.

Bai Yu's skin was originally white, and now a pale face, temperament immediately turned into a temperament melancholy man, but also really lovable Bai Yu frown, "Nothing to hurry, take this disgusting look at me." ”

Mr. Zhang snorted and strode away.

Bai Yu pulled the child out of his arms and sat on the bed. "Say, what have you just cried?"

The little watermelon is hard to say: "Does the bully like Uncle Song?"

"Oh... okay." Bai Yu perfunctory.

The small watermelon is biased, not looking at Bai Yu’s face. He said in a word: "Well, I will also like Uncle Song."

Bai gave a glimpse of the small watermelon, but did not expect the child to talk about this topic again, can only give up.

However, the mind of such a big child is so heavy. Is his education method really needing to be changed?

Bai Yu is silent.

Han Ziyu pushed the door in and walked in, holding a robot in his hand and teasing a small watermelon: "Baby, do you remember who I am?"

"I remember that the child who was born for a month has no memory." Bai Yu said coolly.

Han Ziyu’s smile was a stalemate, and his heart was not in the mood before him. He didn’t care about each other.

Bai Yu continued: "How did Xiaobai not come?"

Xiao Bai is the homosexual of Han Ziyu, the temper and the editor of the magazine.

"He worked overtime and didn't come over." Han Ziyu likes children, and immediately uses robots to lure small watermelons to chat with themselves. Without two sentences, the two are familiar.

"Right, this is the soup he gave you." Han Ziyu took out an insulated lunch box and handed it to Bai Yu.

Bai Yu glanced at him and took the stupid son. You took a bite of soup.

Han Ziyu looked at the harmonious scene of the father's filial piety in front of him, and suddenly he was hungry.

□ Authors gossip: This is the ninth more la la! ! !

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