Wang Zheng glanced at the milk baby lying on his head, and then looked at Liu Shihan

"I'll go back to the house first, you can go to bed early."

"Well, you go to sleep first, and I'll list the objects and scope that need to be investigated tomorrow."

Wang Zheng looked at Liu Shihan and wanted to say something, but hesitated, then turned around and went back to the house with the milk baby.

After putting the baby on the bed and covering it with a quilt, Wang Zheng simply washed it and lay down.

Today's moonlight is very good, Wang Zheng looked at the starry sky outside the window, and his brain was blank. I was stunned, stunned......

"Six hundred and seventy-one sheep, six hundred and seventy-two sheep......"

The moon moved, Wang Zheng lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, and kept counting the sheep, but the more he counted, the more awake his brain became, and he even knew that the six hundred and seventy-one sheep was a ewe.

"Forget it, don't sleep." Wang Zheng put on a coat and sat up, then took out his singer card and looked at today's headlines.

"The dead body of the Beijing Conservatory of Music is suspected to be a suicide."

"The identity of the beautiful girl who met Wang Zheng in the middle of the night has become a mystery."

"Wang Zheng's wife appeared, a recent photo."

……

"Damn, when did I have a daughter-in-law?" Wang Zheng looked at the headlines speechlessly, and then clicked in.

"Yesterday, scout Zhao Gouer photographed a woman with a child sneaking into Wang Zheng's residence late at night, and did not come out all night, and Wang Zheng, who had not appeared for a long time the next day, walked out of it with a baby in his arms. According to insiders, Wang Zheng's wife did not die, everything was just a means for Wang Zheng to sympathize. ”

"I'm going, insider, I know your mother's big-headed ghost." Wang Zheng slipped down and was taken aback at first glance, with more than 10,000 comments in the comment area.

Lonely@: Wang Zheng is really fucking shameless and cheats feelings.

Empty dreams: Celebrities are like this, hypocritical.

Yan Dadong: I believe in Wang Zheng, dead paparazzi.

Five scumbags: Don't use feelings for the entertainment industry, you forget, they are all actors.

Overlord replied to Loneliness@: You are shameless.

The overlord replied to the empty dream: Brother Zheng is not that kind of person.

……

Wang Zheng looked at the comments, he was unusually annoyed at first, but he was very moved when he saw the back. Although the paparazzi editors blindly blacked themselves, there were still people who supported themselves and believed in themselves.

Especially the overlord is Niu San, who has helped himself a lot along the way, and every time there is negative news, Niu San has been supporting him with steamed rice.

The earliest group fights, the establishment of fan groups, the later Weibo wars, and the previous memorial service. Well, although the memorial service is an oolong, Niu San is still quite buddy for himself.

Wang Zheng thought to himself: "I haven't seen Niu San when I come back this time, I really have to go and see him when this busy period is over, otherwise it will be a little uninteresting."

Wang Zheng flipped through the comments, and his mood slowly calmed down, "Probably the entertainment industry is like this, it's really three hundred and sixty lines, and it's a bad work." ”

The moon moved, the drowsiness became thicker, and finally Wang Zheng was confused and wrote calmly in the comment area with the ID of "Wang Zheng": Dead paparazzi, dead editor, I your whole family. Then he fell asleep when he counted to eight hundred and twenty-one rams.

"Wang Zheng, I'll put breakfast on the table, you remember to eat it." Liu Shihan quickly put on his shoes and shouted towards Wang Zheng's house.

Liu Shihan didn't know why he couldn't fall asleep last night, after the alarm clock rang this morning, Liu Shihan subconsciously turned it off, turned his head back and fell asleep again, and when he woke up again, it was already 8:21.

She didn't plan to eat breakfast, but she made it simply.

Wang Zheng heard Liu Shihan's shout and slowly opened his eyes, and then suddenly startled, the milk baby was lying on his chest staring at him with big eyes and staring at him intently.

"Stinky milk baby, what do you think I'm doing?" Wang Zheng hugged the baby down and put it next to him, and then turned his head to look at the alarm clock on the bedside table, "Damn, it's so late, why didn't the alarm clock go off today?" ”

"I turned it off, Daddy slept late yesterday, so he slept a little longer." The baby turned over and sat on Wang Zheng's chest again, staring intently at Wang Zheng's eyes, "Dad, are you okay?" ”

"What's wrong with me, isn't it okay for me."

"Then why are you crying?"

"Am I crying? How can I ......" Wang Zheng subconsciously reached out and touched his face, and suddenly froze, and the corners of his eyes were really moist.

He remembered that he had just had a dream.

In the dream, Liu Shihan was about to get married in a white wedding dress, and the groom's figure was very ethereal. When Wang Zheng ran to stop him, he didn't know why, he was very close, but he couldn't run over, and finally he was so tired that he collapsed on the ground and couldn't stand up. Then he could only lie on the ground and shout desperately at Liu Shihan, Liu Shihan turned his head to look at him and just laughed.

"Well, I had a nightmare just now, and I cried." Wang Zheng forgot that the baby could see his heart.

"Daddy......"

"Hurry up and get up, I'll have to teach dancing in a while." Wang Zheng didn't wait for the baby to finish speaking, and put the baby's shirt on his head.

"Eight treasure porridge, boiled eggs, steamed buns, chili sauce, today's breakfast is really hearty." Wang Zheng took a sip of the eight-treasure porridge and put the chili sauce aside.

"By the way, baby, when are you going to wean?" Wang Zheng looked at the baby who was pouting with a bottle on the side.

"Weaning? Why weaning? Milk powder is so delicious. ”

"I mean when you can eat normal food like I do."

"Anytime, I was born."

"Damn, then what are you doing with milk powder for so long?"

"The milk powder is delicious."

“……”

"When the petals leave the flowers......" Wang Zheng's singer card rang, this is the bell he just changed last night.