Chapter 981： The actor is a vixen (8)

Feng Qian began to wonder if the fragments had any special hobbies.

After finally packing up the luggage, Feng Qian was already tired and paralyzed.

The girl pulled the suitcase up, sat on it in a fit of anger, raised her hand and fanned the air.

There was also a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

After cleaning up for several hours, the sky outside began to gradually darken.

Feng Qian sat on top of the suitcase and rested for a while, and after a while the bedroom door was pushed open.

Shi Bai held a glass in his hand, he walked over and glanced down at Feng Qian.

Shi Yingdi handed the glass to Feng Qian: "It's hard work, little assistant."

Feng Qian paused, got up from the suitcase, and took the glass from Shi Bai's hand.

When you hold it in the palm of your hand, the cold temperature travels down the glass to your skin.

This is a glass of ice water.

Feng Qian tilted his head slightly, raised his hand and drank half of it.

A cool feeling slid through the internal organs, and suddenly it was not so hot.

She politely thanked him.

If she had known that the assistant would be so tired, she would have interviewed the agent obediently.

As for the others, it will be considered later.

"Are you staying for dinner?"

Shi Bai stepped aside, sat on the bed, and turned to look at Feng Qian.

Feng Qian said that he was too lazy to cook, so it would be better if he could have a meal.

The girl nodded.

"Thank you Shiying Emperor."

Shi Bai retracted his gaze, and his eyes fell on a can of toffee not far away.

He said, "When the little assistant calls me, the actor becomes a bit of life."

Feng Qian blinked, "What should it be called?"

Shi Bai paused slightly and seemed to think seriously. Finally, he said, "Brother?"

Feng Qian: "..."

Shi Bai didn't notice the girl's gaze, he continued, "You can also call him uncle."

If you really count the age, probably... It is more appropriate to call the ancestors.

The corners of Mr. Actor's lips are slightly hooked, and the arc is just right, which is somewhat charming.

Feng Qian didn't really plan to call Fragment brother or uncle, he still called Shiyingdi obediently.

…

Simply had dinner at the Shiying Emperor's house.

Shi Bai offered to take her home.

Feng Qian did not refuse to succeed, and finally sat in the car and reported the apartment address, feeling a little dazed.

The car drove downstairs to the apartment.

Feng Qian got out of the car and thanked him politely. Just as he turned around and was about to lift his feet to leave, a voice came from behind, "Will the assistant ask me to go up and sit?"

Feng Qian blinked and turned his head.

The man's pitch-black eyes were a little seductive under the dim light and shadow, and the ends of his eyes were slightly raised, really like a seductive little goblin.

That face was so heartwarming to look at.

Feng Qian avoided Shi Bai's gaze and looked around.

The community rented by the original owner has good security performance and high-definition cameras are all over the corner.

At this time, there are not many people coming and going, but not a lot.

There is still the possibility of revealing identities.

Feng Qian didn't want to cause too much trouble, she was still a little tired and wanted to go straight to bed.

Feng Qian looked back at Shi Bai and said, "It may not be convenient, Shiying Emperor should also protect himself."

It's a public figure after all.

Shi Bai didn't speak, he looked at the girl quietly, and then, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and said lightly: "Well, see you tomorrow, little assistant."

After saying goodbye, Feng Qian entered the apartment building.

Shi Bai didn't drive away immediately. He folded his hands on his thighs, sat quietly for a while, then took out a toffee from his trench coat pocket, peeled it off, and ate it.

When the toffee completely melted in the mouth, a light rain started to fall from the sky.

Raindrops hit the car window, and after a while, the vision was blurred.

Shi Bai looked at the increasingly blurred glass, and whispered lightly, "Is it raining..."

"A little...I don't want to go back."