Floating Color

Mi Chen felt very magical. The boy who was as delicate as a doll turned out to be his younger brother. Before this day, she had never heard of him and never cared about her father's life.

It was just that he was so small, but so silent, that her stubborn back was separated from the whole world, and she didn't even know how she came forward to say a word to him.

People took turns throwing white roses from a height, Mi Chen watched the earth bury the coffin, and everything was painted with a rest.

Only when Mi Chen took her mother's hand and was about to leave, someone chased her and called her name. Childish with a lingering voice.

Mi Chen stopped, and when they turned around to see Ansel, they froze. The mother patted Mi Chen's back and said indifferently, "Go."

At that time, Ansel had no tears on his face, and there was a rose in his black suit pocket. His eyes were large, and the slightly curled hair was soft and slender. He looked at Mi Chen's complex but pure eyes.

"They all said, you are my sister! Is it true?"

"It's true, because we have the same father." Mi Chen always felt that ordinary children could not accept this. She was afraid that Ansel would show her teeth and claws, just to show how unique he was in the heart of the dead father.

At this time, Ansel ’s mother came, she is a pure French beauty, Ansel ’s beauty is completely inherited from her.

This meeting was embarrassing for her and Mi Chen's mother.

After saying "sorry", she would drag Ansel away.

"Then can I play with you? Just like other sisters and younger brothers." Ansel pulled back and asked Mi Chen.

"Yes, of course!"

At that moment, Mi Chen was pleased. So in the days to come, although they still meet a few times, as long as they meet, Ansel will always stick to her.

Just like at this moment, he has grown up, but still wants to be by her side.

This is a blood relative. Although they are only half blood, they are more intimate than many brothers and sisters in this world.

Mi Chen squeezed Ansel's nose and said with a smile: "Okay! But there is a premise that you can't delay your work and not embarrass your agent!"

"Okay! One word is final!"

The next night, Mi Chen sent Ansel to the international airport.

Before leaving, Ansel picked up Mi Chen. Feeling off the ground, Mi Chen felt that he was put into the arms of the big boy.

He kissed **** Mi Chen's eyebrows, rubbing her cheeks, such an intimate posture, like a movie poster.

Travellers are all looking sideways, and some show a conscientious smile, while others are very envious.

But not far away, another figure stood, his pupils dimmed blankly, and someone beside him clearly shouted his name, but he couldn't recover.

"Mr. Bai! Mr. Bai? Bai Yihan!"

Bai Yihan's nerves seemed to have been torn apart. He turned his head and squeezed out a smile. "I'm sorry. I hope that Dynasty Films and your cooperation will be happy, and I hope you will be on a safe journey.

The other party looked in the direction of Bai Yihan's preoccupation, and saw a figure that was still hugging and not letting go, and couldn't help smiling. "In your country, you rarely see such a passionate parting."

Bai Yihan still smiled gently, shook hands with each other, and watched the other party enter the security check. Just like a certain law, an unshakable law.

At the moment when he turned around, he saw Mi Chen standing on tiptoe and blowing a kiss to the other party, so radiant but still aloof.

His eyebrows frowned, and when he reacted, his fists were clenched tightly and he could not let go for a long time.

Until the tall, slender figure could not be seen, Mi Chen slowly turned around and walked out with her head down.

All smiles are like meteors sinking to the bottom of the sea, Bai Yihan's face is cold, even if someone around him recognizes him, takes out his phone and shoots him from all angles, he just follows Mi Chen's side, watching her step by step out of the glass door.

"Mr. Bai! Can you sign us!" A girl walked to him with a book and a pen, looking forward.

But when the girl saw the eyes that looked like cold stars, she subconsciously took two steps backwards.

"Yes." Bai Yihan slightly pulled the corners of her lips, took her pen and paper, and wrote her name so hard that she scratched the paper.

When others were rummaging in the bag to find Bai Yihan's signature, Bai Yihan had quickly walked into the elevator and went to the underground parking lot.

Mi Chen came to the waiting place of the airport bus, it was already very late, and it was early in the morning. Thinking of getting up early tomorrow, her inner depression is not a little bit.

Suddenly, the phone rang, it turned out to be Bai Yihan's name. Mi Chen is stupid, so late, what does Bai Yihan look for her?

"Hello, Brother Bai? Haven't you slept so late?"

"No. Where are you now?"

Bai Yihan's voice is still warm, listening to Mi Chen's warm heart.

"I'm at the airport and I'm going back!"

At this moment, a silver Porsche stopped in front of Mi Chen. The other party rolled down the window and waved at her: "I will send you back!"

Mi Chen is stupid, why is Bai Yihan here?

"Why? Not getting in the car yet? I'm afraid I'll eat you!"

Bai Yihan's hair was cut shorter than before, a little less polite, and more decisive and sharp.

Mi Chen got into the car, Bai Yihan leaned in, pulled the seat belt to fasten her. When the opponent's arm wrapped around him, Mi Chen leaned tightly against the back of the chair, daring to breathe. Looking down, she could see Bai Yihan's small neck showing her shirt collar. Involuntarily swallowing saliva, Mi Chen looked away and dared not look at it again.

Bai Yihan stood up and saw Mi Chen's ears slightly reddened.

"You, the last time you had a car accident, the rest of your life after the robbery. I don't know how to protect myself now. I have to wear a seatbelt when I get in the car, understand?"

Mi Chen nodded quickly.

The car drove out.

In the cool night, Bai Yihan lowered the car window. Mi Chen closed her eyes and felt very comfortable.

"Xiaomi, are you here to send friends?" Bai Yihan freed one hand and rubbed Mi Chen's head.

Mi Chen shrugged her shoulders and smiled unconsciously. She hesitated for a while and said, "Not a friend, but my brother!"

"Your brother?" Bai Yihan smiled, but don't know why, Mi Chen felt his laughter cool.

Suddenly, the car accelerated, Mi Chen's head snapped against the back seat, the street lights on both sides flew by quickly, and even the wind was hurrying.

"Brother Bai! Brother Bai! What's wrong with you! Super ... speeding!"

Suddenly, Bai Yihan drove the car into a gas station beside the road, the brakes were suddenly applied, and he stopped steadily.

Mi Chen was shocked, and she turned to her face blankly, looking at Bai Yihan, "White ..."

The window was shaken up, and Mi Chen suddenly felt a sense of fear.

Bai Yihan's side face was too cold, and even the depression in the corner of the lips did not have the warmth of the past, and it seemed to be coated with a layer of frost.

Suddenly, Bai Yihan's palm hooked Mi Chen's back of the head, and before he woke up, the other party's lips touched the corner of her eyebrow.

In an instant, thousands of trees and pears blossomed, and Mi Chen didn't react to what happened. The other party held her back and made her wake up.

"You mean, your brother will do this to you?" Bai Yihan sneered, Mi Chen finally saw it.

"what?"

"Your growth rate is extraordinary. I haven't seen you for a few days, so you have learned to lie, haven't you?"

Mi Chen subconsciously touched his eyebrows with his fingers, and suddenly an image of Ansel clinging to himself before the security check appeared.

"Brother Bai ... were you there?"

Bai Yihan didn't say anything. He didn't look away, his hands pressed on the steering wheel. The indifference made Mi Chen panicked for a while.

The night shift staff at the gas station came over, and Bai Yihan shook the window out of the car and pushed out the fuel card. "You can add as much as you can."

Mi Chen didn't know what Bai Yihan was angry about. Just because he does n’t believe that Ansel is her brother? Even if you tell anyone, you won't believe it. Because there is no similarity between her and Ansel, whether it is facial features or body shape. Ansel has French descent, but she is a pure Oriental.

But even so, is it necessary for Bai Yihan to be angry? If he saw her in the airport, why not call her?

"I didn't lie. Ansel was really my younger brother ... he came to see me from France, we are ..."

Bai Yihan turned sideways, Mi Chen didn't react at all, his lips were pressed hard, and something squeezed in along the lips.

The strong sense of oppression caused Mi Chen to retreat subconsciously, but the other party followed, not giving her any room to escape.

Her back was tightly pressed against the car window, only a click was heard in her ear, the seat belt was opened, the other person's arm wrapped around her body, and the palm was firmly pressed against her waist, pressing her hard Yourself.

Bihen and wild, Mi Chen's lips and tongue ached, her hands pressed against the other's shoulder, trying to raise her head to avoid, and all she got was a harder squeeze. The other person's arms tightened and tightened, almost breaking her bones.

Mi Chen panicked, pulling the opponent's back collar to pull him away. But Bai Yihan easily freed a hand, clasped her wrist, and pressed it back.

The voice of the staff rang, "Sir! Sir! The oil is full! Your oil card ..."

Bai Yihan loosened Mi Chen, the car window opened a gap, and the staff stuffed the oil card and documents.

Mi Chen felt that Bai Yihan was not right today. Whether it is his expression, the style of doing things or even him ... it is not the white meaning that Mi Chen knows.

She subconsciously wanted to open the door, but Bai Yihan had locked the central control long ago.

"Bai ... Brother Bai ... If you are in a bad mood, I can ... go home ..."

Mi Chen's lips were swollen and numb, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

"Seat belt." Bai Yihan squeezed these three words out of his mouth.

"I can really go back on my own ..."

Obviously, except for the street lights, there are private cars that pass by occasionally, not to mention the bus, even the taxi is not seen.

"I said, fasten your seat belt." Bai Yihan's hands were holding the steering wheel, and the cold street lights reflected his profile, and Mi Chen was even more worried.

After searching for a long time, she finally found a seat belt and bowed her head.

The car drove out at a steady speed, and Bai Yihan didn't say a word.

Mi Chen stiffened his neck and looked at the front, not even turning his head.

Finally at the door of Xingyuan, Mi Chen got out of the car and looked back at Bai Yihan's colder side face reflected by the street lights. The moment the door closed, the car pulled away mercilessly, and she finally exhaled.

With the back of his hand on his lips, Bai Yihan's sense of oppression hit the dust brain so clearly again. She did not know how she returned to the bedroom. She curled up on the bed, closing her eyes as Bai Yihan approached herself.

That's not white meaning. At least it is not the Bai Yihan she is familiar with. He freaked her out.

Tossing and turning, from the head of the bed to the end of the bed. She didn't even close her eyes, and it was dawn.

On this day, Mi Chen was completely absent. She was in a trance.

"Mi Chen, what are you still doing here? Make up for Li Mojun!" A staff member patted Mi Chen's shoulder, Mi Chen was taken aback by surprise.

When she faced Li Mojun, the brush pen hesitated in her hand, and she had no feeling of wearing makeup on weekdays.

Li Mojun did not close his eyes as usual, but turned his face slightly to look at her.

"what happened."

His tone of voice is always so steady that he won't frown as if the world is turned over.

"Nothing." Mi Chen took a breath and was ready to work. This drama is coming to an end, she can make Li Mojun perfect in front of the camera.

"You don't say it, and you can't let it go. I won't let an absent makeup artist put on makeup for me. Either you tell me what's going on, or I ask another makeup artist to do it for you.

Mi Chen knows Li Mojun's character too well, saying that he has the inviolable principle.

"It's just one that I respect and think is important ... friend, misunderstood I lied to him, and then he did something that made me wonder." Mi Chen was vague, she couldn't explain that the other party was No one could say what was the thing that made her wonder.

"What's wrong with you?"

【small theater】

Fat Melon: If you are not good-tempered, you won't be jealous.

Fang Chengye: It seems that he has a good temper and is more troublesome when he gets angry.

Lian Xiao: Men's demeanor is the same as the makeup on women's faces.

Mi Chen: I have been deeply educated ...