As soon as Su Tingbai opened the door, he was pulled into a solid embrace by a great force.

"Shhh

Feng Cheng felt her struggle, but he tightened his arms more and more, his voice was low and hoarse, and he seemed to hide forbearance, "I said, don't leave my sight." ”

Su Tingbai paused, sensitively sensed that something was wrong with his state at the moment, his expression suddenly became serious, and he didn't dare to move, he was obediently hugged by him, and only after a while tentatively reached out and patted him lightly on the back.

"You... What's wrong?"

I haven't heard of people who eat "Suiyuan Grass" and have a few mutations in personality... Could it be that the grass has mutated??? or the seal has mutated???

Feng Cheng closed his eyes, the battle between heaven and man in his mind, and finally suppressed the depression in his heart, slowly let go of Su Tingbai, and took a step back, "I'm sorry, I scared you, right?"

When Su Tingbai saw his action, his heart was sudden, "Feng Cheng, are you uncomfortable?"

Feng Cheng hung his head, his drooping hair covering his eyes, and only his straight nose and pursed lips could be seen.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Su Tingbai stepped forward worriedly and tried to grab his hand, but he deftly dodged it.

"I'm fine... Am I too clingy to you before, making you feel unhappy?I'm sorry, I'm really sorry......" Feng Cheng's tone was a little gloomy, and his head hung lower.

Su Tingbai slowly frowned.

Could it be that his behavior of isolating him alone at the door just now stimulated him and made him insane? It's not impossible......

"It's okay, you can stick to me, I don't mind. Su Tingbai thought for a while, slowly approached him, and lowered his voice, "I was joking with you just now, you see, aren't I still standing here now, I didn't leave you!"

Feng Cheng suddenly retreated three steps away from her, his body stood straight, but his head was always lowered, "We... Shall we keep this distance?"

Su Tingbai was silent for a moment, knowing that he might not be able to listen to what he said now, so he had to agree for the time being.

*

Next, Feng Cheng really kept the distance of three steps from her.

He stood guard at the door when she was cooking soup in the kitchen, he watched her from the dining table when she set the dishes and chopsticks, and he sat on the other side of the sofa watching a variety show, staring at the carpet silently on the other side of the sofa.

Su Tingbai leaned on the armrest of the sofa, glanced at him with his spare eyes, and saw that he exuded low air pressure all over his body, always looking sluggish and vigilant, and gently "tsk", and changed the program a little irritably, just saw the trailer of Mango Channel's "Leisurely Pastoral Home", and then looked at the premiere time, it was tonight.

She thought about it for a moment, and said as if unintentionally: "The "Leisurely Pastoral Home" we participated in together will start in a while, do you see it?"

Feng Cheng finally looked up at the TV screen, but only glanced at it in a hurry, and immediately returned his gaze to the carpet

"Hmm. He replied.

Su Tingbai waited for a while, but he really only said the word "um", and then closed his mouth tightly and didn't react.

The corner of her eye twitched, and she almost crushed the remote control in her hand.

The countdown in the upper right corner of the screen passed minute by minute, and the closer it was to the time when the show was broadcast, the inexplicable unhappiness in Su Tingbai's heart was even worse, and she unconsciously learned to tap the armrest of the sofa with her fingers like Feng Cheng did before, and her eyes glanced at him from time to time.

Finally, the final countdown was one minute, and Su Tingbai finally couldn't bear it anymore.

She put down the remote control and pounced on Feng Cheng with lightning speed, pinning him down on the couch, pressing on him and using her own weight to stop him from escaping.

Feng Cheng saw that he couldn't escape, and he was a little panicked, but his eyes never dared to look at Su Tingbai.

Su Tingbai's hand gripped his wrist tightly, and he used so hard that his knuckles turned white.

"Feng Cheng, are you mad at me?" she stared at his face, "I apologize to you, I shouldn't have played tricks on you, I shouldn't have left you alone where I couldn't see me..."

"No! I'm not angry. Feng Cheng seemed to hear something that disgusted him very much, and interrupted her eagerly.

Su paused when he heard Bai Wenyan, and sighed helplessly, "Then since you are not angry, can I apply to switch to the cute and sticky spirit Xiaocheng mode?"

Feng Cheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he didn't make a sound.

She thought for a moment, slowly loosened some strength in her hand, and suddenly leaned closer and dropped a kiss on his cheek.

"Is that okay?"

Feng Cheng's whole person froze instantly, his pupils dilated suddenly, and he looked at her incredulously.

Su Tingbai was uncomfortable with him for a while, and the courage he had finally mustered suddenly disappeared, and the roots of his ears were completely red, and he whispered around his neck: "Cough, anyway, you won't remember it in a few days... I won't lose a piece of meat if I kiss it, and it's my fault that you'll become like this, this... The kiss counts as my apology!"

"Look at what I'm doing, you haven't answered my question yet. Su Tingbai saw him staring at him stupidly, snorted, and reached out to poke his face.

Feng Cheng's eyes flashed, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and he said, "Yes... Do it again?"

"What's the next one..."Su Tingbai raised his eyebrows and understood, "Then I'll kiss it again, and you agree?"

Feng Cheng blushed and let out a low "um".

However, this "um" no longer makes Su Tingbai so unhappy.

She raised a smile and took a sip on the other cheek of Feng Cheng, and straightened up to look at him, "Alright, quickly change my sticky spirit back!"

Feng Cheng pursed his lips, but he still couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, reached out and gently hugged her, looking at her eyes as if they were full of stars.

"Okay, I'll get it back right away. ”

*

Small Theater: Gold Master x Best Actor (Part I) (Sister of Gold Master x Little Starlet)

The news that Su Tingbai, the heir of Huaguo's first consortium, fell in love with the entertainment industry and inherited the flower of Kaolin, spread throughout the entertainment industry.

Everyone talked about this matter, but their faces were disdainful, but their hearts had already turned into lemons.

Let's not talk about how prominent Miss Su's family background is, her face and figure alone can throw off 300 streets of actresses in the entertainment industry, and she has never lacked suitors since she was a child.

But such a piece of fragrant dumplings took the initiative to send it to the door, but Feng Cheng rejected her with a cold face.

Everyone was surprised and rejoiced, secretly saying that this letter of acceptance did not know how to raise the fake Qinggao, and they all thought that Su Tingbai would definitely not look for him again, but they did not expect that this impermanence of the eldest lady actually launched a more fierce offensive against him.

Send a famous watch today, send a sports car tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow is a stack of scripts by internationally renowned directors, but all the promises will be confiscated, and he will pay back as much as she sends.

Su Tingbai was really interested this time, so he simply bought the company that Feng Cheng signed a contract with, and walked around the company every day with a small high heel, and called Feng Cheng from time to time, which was called "discussing business", but in fact, he was openly and openly teasing him.

However, Feng Cheng was a hard stone from beginning to end, and no matter how Su listened to Bai's temptation, he didn't move.

Su Tingbai didn't have much to do every day anyway, and he was happy to play this game with him to see who couldn't hold it first.

*

The turning point came at a cocktail party.

Su Tingbai turned out of the crowd on the board of directors, took a glass of champagne and walked to Feng Cheng, who was standing on the balcony of the hall watching the scenery.

She smiled like a flower, and handed the wine glass forward, "Feng Da Yingdi, enjoy your face?"

Everyone present stopped talking and stared intently.

Feng Cheng lowered his eyes, his gaze stopped on the glass of champagne, and gently opened his lips.

He refused.

Whispers instantly sounded in the hall, and the eyes that looked at Su Tingbai were somewhat a little bit of a good show.

The light in Su Tingbai's eyes dimmed, the fingers holding the glass tightened, raised his head and drank the glass of champagne, smiled at Feng Cheng with an unknown meaning, raised his chin slightly, and calmly turned around and walked out of the drinking party.

(To be continued)