Fu Heng couldn't bear to be too cold to Bai sang.

Lift your eyes and secretly look at the people who yearn to go out. You see the people in front of you with their heads down and their shoulders shaking slightly.

Pupils shrink sharply.

Raise your feet to catch up with people and grasp Bai Sang's arm.

When he saw a man with tears on his face, Fu Heng felt that the whole world was gray and his heart seemed to be scratched by countless people.

He made sister Bai cry.

He put his hand on Bai Sang's head and said, "sorry, I shouldn't be cruel to you. It's my fault. You hit me."

Bai sang bit his lower lip, still crying silently.

Ignore him at all.

Fu Heng felt warm and wet on his shoulder and panicked.

"Why don't I want to take this advertisement? Don't you know?"

Bai sang doesn't know.

She just tried her best to fight for him once.

I didn't know I was treated like this.

Fu Heng didn't hear the voice. He sighed, "I took a look at this beer contract. I need to go to the beach to shoot advertisements and partner with female models. I also need a little intimacy."

beach.

Female model.

Just these two, Fu Heng didn't want to promise.

Unfortunately, Bai sang still doesn't understand.

Actually, I don't blame her.

Even if we have experienced three worlds and treat villains, we have become somewhat dependent from business to business.

It's not enough to reach the end of love and have a strong desire for possession.

Fu Heng waited for a while, but he didn't get a response from his bosom.

Walk back with people in your arms.

Sitting on the sofa, holding people on their legs and hugging them tightly.

The posture is very ambiguous.

Unfortunately, no one cares about this now.

Fu Heng put his forehead against Bai Sang's and looked at her and stopped crying.

It's just that the eyes are red and the tears on the cheeks look pathetic.

He sighed and said directly, "I don't want to have any intimate contact with other women."

Bai sang looks beautiful and quiet with wet eyelashes and makeup.

"Don't you understand?" Feeling frustrated, Fu Heng stretched out his hand and pressed the man on his chest: "don't you mind if I'm close to other women?"

Bai sang thought about it carefully and finally said, "don't mind. You're working."

Fu Heng's heart is like death

He has always been confident that Bai sang likes himself.

I must feel something about him, otherwise how can I keep it?

And only sign one artist. I know he signed it. All resources are on him. Some old artists in the company are not as good as their own resources.

This is what Fu Heng thought when he felt that he was Bai Sang's preference for self-confidence.

Now he found that Bai sang didn't seem to think so to him

"Bai sang, do you like me?" The voice was mixed with a tremor.

Bai sang nodded of course, "I like it."

Fu Heng didn't feel very happy. He loosened his eyes and looked at her: "do you really like me?"

"Yes."

Bai sang still said that.

This time, Fu Heng carefully saw what was in her eyes.

Clear.

No shame or joy after confession.

It seems that the word "like" has no meaning to her.

Fu Heng's heart was cool.

Sister Bai, she... She seems to

What I thought was wrong is now broken.

I found that I thought too much about what I thought.

The mood is really ups and downs.

That's good.

It's his turn to cry