Pirate world, start as Enero

"'National husband?' 'The luckiest lucky guy in history?' What is

it?"

Looking at the mobile phone in his hand, Ba Bai wrinkled his face, his upper body kept leaning back, and his mouth kept complaining:

"Can't these guys stop their habit of giving titles to others?

To be honest, it's been so long since I've been on Xiaopo Island.

Ba Bai has never understood who Xiao Podao's habit of giving people nicknames and titles is.

It is said that the son follows the father.

But Lao Mildew didn't pop out of an immortal board all day long, did he?"

Kneeling on the sofa next to Ba Bai, Sakurajima had a teasing smile on his face.

"The image is a hammer. Rolling his eyes, Babai casually returned the phone to Sakurajima.

But then his expression was stunned.

Huh, no!

Rubbing his chin, he pondered for a long time.

The sound of the TV kept ringing in my ears.

Ba Bai suddenly remembered the people who scolded and scolded on Weibo when he was in his hometown, and then the target of the scolding instantly changed his words and asked his father to come one more after scattering coins once.

Sakurajima looked at the pensive Ba Bai, and with some confusion, he stretched out his finger and nodded at Ba Bai's side face and asked,

"What are you thinking?"

I'm wondering, with the first title, can I do whatever I want to girls?

""..."After a moment of silence, Sakurajima looked at Ba Bai with a cruel expression:

"

If Mr. Ba Bai has such unrealistic thoughts again, in order to keep your image in my heart, be careful when you sleep at night."

I might solve the problem for you at the root.

Looking at Sakurajima's remnant look, Ba Bai was silent for a moment.

Crossing Erlang's legs, clamping tightly, his expression remained unchanged:

"Do you think it's better to go straight or two?" "

...?" tilted his head blankly.

In a moment, Sakurajima suddenly realized.

"I think..."

Nodding slightly, Sakurajima sat down on the sofa and put on his shoes:

"I'll talk to you when I get a glass of water." But

an evil hand pressed Sakurajima to the couch.

Turn your head to look.

Ba Bai looked at himself expressionlessly.

Sakurajima was silent for a moment, and a reluctant smile appeared on his face:

"I'll take a glass of water and come back right away." "

No, it's in the room. With a gentle smile on his face, Ba Bai comforted the trembling rabbit in front of him:

"And quickly." "

I believe you're a ghost! You said so the day before yesterday, and the day before yesterday was the same..."

Sakurajima looked at Ba Bai and said slowly:

"I'll tie my shoes, and I'll be fine right away." Looking

at the slippers on Sakurajima's feet, Ba Bai was silent.

He withdrew his gaze from his feet and looked at Ba Bai beside him.

Sakurajima's face turned fierce, and he ripped off the hairband on his head.

The long hair hung down to his ears, but he was brushed aside by Sakurajima without pity:

"Come on, come, who is afraid of whom

! Come on! Fight to the death! Today is either you die or I die!"

Looking away from the boy in front of him, Sakurajima's little hand trembled and picked up the phone:

"You wait... If you have the ability, don't go... I shake people....

I've been in the circle of friends for a few months... I don't believe in a cricket that is white..."

The whole body is soft, but the mouth is still hard....

But as he spoke, his expression instantly stiffened.

"What's wrong?" Ba Bai lowered his head curiously.

Looking at the red exclamation mark after Sakurajima's message, he exclaimed:

"Turtle turtle... You must have brought a lot of plastic with you, right?"

Slowly putting down the phone, Sakurajima raised his head and looked at Ba Bai with a serious expression:

"I think we may need to discuss it."

"

Oh. "

What the hell are you! Do you really hear me! Don't pull me! Wait! Wait! Don't do it!

Hiss..."

The cry of the night was in the snowflake-covered house.

It's been ringing for a long time... For a long time....

.........

The sky is bright.

There is no day, but it is still clear.

"You said that Miss Sakurajima has a bad cold?" the director frowned, his expression a little hesitant.

"Yes, I slept well at home yesterday, and suddenly called to say that my whole body was very uncomfortable, and I was thirsty and couldn't speak, so I was scared and ran over in the middle of the night.

Standing at the door of Sakurajima's house, Ba Bai looked at the nanny car of the program group in front of him, his face was not red and his heart was not beating.

After speaking, Ba Bai took out a tissue and wiped the sweat on his forehead because of the night's 'care'.

A worried look on his face:

"Although Sakurajima has recovered a little after my thoughtful care overnight, she is still weak and unable to stand up in bed.

In order to prevent you from catching a cold too, let's stop today's show and shoot again tomorrow, and if there is any loss, I will reimburse you. "

Thank you for your kindness, but no more. The director shook his head, with a worried look on

his face:

"But can you really get good for one day? Do you want to rest for a few more days?"

Ba Bai's face was happy, and he nodded quickly, and stretched out his hands to thank him.

But a hoarse voice rang out from the second-floor window.

"No need. "

Huh?" the director turned his head to look.

The look was instantly terrifying.

, is this still the young and gentle and beautiful Mai Sakurajima?

Her face is as white as plastered with wall ash

! Dark circles can be seen outside the door! Her hair is messy, her eyes are sunken, her lips are chapped, and her face is weak and tired, just like ...

Rubbing his chin, the director pondered for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

It's like when my wife forced me more than a dozen times in three days!

Finally, it was withdrawn at the last minute.

The director smiled helplessly and shook his head.

I almost forgot, Sakurajima is a girl, how could there be such weakness.

Maybe the cold is too bad.

Looking at Ba Bai, the director sighed:

"Miss Sakurajima is sick like this, and we can't go in and disturb us, so let's stop for a few days."

Miss Sakurajima, please ask you, Mr. Bahaku.

"I can't thank you enough. Against the desperate gaze behind him, Ba Bai nodded gratefully.

casually stretched out his hand to the director, and the director hurriedly held it.

Between the two shaking hands, a pile of Yukichi Fukuzawa quietly slipped into the director's sleeve.

The director was stunned for a moment, and his expression instantly calmed down.

Then he bent down and hurriedly said goodbye and left.

"Don't... You're back... I can shoot... I'm going to shoot for ten years..."Holding the window frame with both hands, he looked at the departing nanny car.

Sakurajima shed tears of remorse.

The little hands slammed hard against the soft bed, crying bitterly.

Made, last night's last....

I'm really hungry and want to ask if you've eaten.

I'm really not saying you haven't eaten!

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