Ping Zai thought for a while, and finally realized that there was something wrong with the boy in front of him, he was not a person, he was a little sheep, although the little sheep and the boy were very cute, but the sheep spirit or something was still quite scary. Completely digest the incompetence! Ping Zai was thinking in his heart, thinking about why the little sheep was still so fierce in his big brother Ping, and couldn't extricate himself.

"Woo!" The silly white sweet little white flower sheep bleated into the moment of the actor's tenderness and sweetness, and now he has been treated mercilessly, and his sadness is like that! Pingzi was pulled back to reality by the cry of the little sheep.

The little sheep sat on the ground with his knees and cried, the little sheep sat on the bed and cried, and the little sheep stood on the ground and wept. Pingzi, who has never coaxed anyone or made people cry, was stumped by the little sheep who kept crying.

"Marshmallows don't cry." Ping Tsai looked at the crying red eyes, and felt a little distressed in her heart, and felt guilty for a while. "I'm crying hoarsely! Well? Ping Tsai approached the little sheep and gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with her fingers. Hug, okay? Ping Tsai was a little rusty, and stiffly stretched out his hand to hold the little sheep in his arms.

The little sheep looked at Ping Zi and hugged himself again, calmed down a little, and hugged him tightly. This hug means the same thing to the little sheep as it does to the sheep in the form of a sheep, both of them like him. It's different for Pingzi Scallion, before he was holding a little lamb, touching the head of a little sheep, and now he is holding a living person, whether it's a human or a demon or something, he looks like a boy on the outside. The little sheep is still lying in the arms of the flat scallion like a little sheep, and the flat scallion is stiff and motionless.

"Brother Ping doesn't hate me!" The little sheep wrinkled its nose and rubbed its red eyes with its little hands and talked to Ping Zi Scallion. Ping Tsai shook his head and stretched out his hand to touch the head of the little sheep, although he was a little uncomfortable, but he was really not very annoying to hold this little guy.

"It was so fierce just now, so fierce!" The little sheep thought about it and began to be aggrieved again.

Looking at the little sheep who was about to cry out again, Pingzi gave a kiss to his face. "Yes, I'm sorry." Ping Tsai didn't apologize to the little sheep calmly, and he didn't know whether he apologized for making him cry because he killed the little sheep before, or apologized for kissing the little sheep.

Suddenly, the little sheep who was kissed was a little confused, and his moist eyes blinked, and then narrowed into a slit with a smile.

The little sheep raised his head and touched the lips of the flat scallion with his lips, yes, it is not a kiss if he touches it, it is a truth that the little animal likes you to lick you friendly.

The licked Pingzi is not calm, and the kiss scenes during filming are all borrowed, and he was actually taken away from his first kiss by a sheep bleating.

The little sheep thought it was funny, and stretched out the tip of his pink tongue and licked the face of the flat scallion.

"No licking." Pingzi picked up the little sheep and put it on the bed, and sat on the edge of the bed herself.

"Okay, hey, hey." The little sheep smiled stupidly and moved to Ping Tsai's side, and then leaned back into his arms.

"You...."It's good that he's happy, Ping Zai looked at the little sheep who was smiling happily for a while, and smiling so well was better than crying. Pingzi touched the little sheep's soft hair again, feeling a little addicted and touched it a few more times.

"Brother Ping is so nice, he is the best person for me." The little sheep also reached out and touched the head of the green onion.

Ping Tsai's body instinctively refused the little sheep's touch, but looking at the little sheep's smiling face, Ping Daxing once again compromised and surrendered. Pingzi scallion held up stiffly and let the little sheep touch his head, remembering what to hug the little sheep in his arms.

"You just said I was nice to you? Was it bad before? "It's the first time that Ping Tsai has said so many things to others, except for reciting lines, this is the first time.

"Yes, Brother Ping gives me food, hugs me and touches my head, likes little sheep, and is the best person for me." The little sheep leaned on the arms of the flat scallion.

"I was scared just now!" Ping Tsai Scallion talked to the little sheep while talking to the little sheep while talking on the phone.

"It's okay, I forgive you, Brother Ping is fine." The little sheep suddenly attacked again and licked the flat scallion like a small animal.

Pingzai, who was swiping the phone to unlock it, shook his hand, and the lock screen was pressed incorrectly. Ping Tsai Scallion glanced at the little sheep, the little sheep was looking down at his mobile phone, Ping Tsai Scallion wanted to speak and swallowed the words that he was about to say.

"What is this, Brother Ping." The little sheep timidly poked his phone with his finger.

"Cell phone." Ping Zai said simply, looking at the little sheep's confused eyes, he added three more words. "Talking."

"Oh, that's it, Brother Ping." The little sheep who didn't understand didn't know how to pretend to understand, and his wrinkled little face was full of tangles and confusion.

Looking at such a little sheep, Pingzi felt that he was cute, and chuckled a few times. "Ahem, I'll call first, and I'll explain to you later, okay marshmallow?" Ping Tsai pinched a handful of little sheep's little fat faces.

The little sheep nodded with a smile and leaned obediently on Pingzai's arms. Ping Tsai swiped open the mobile phone, unlocked it, clicked into the address book, and called Luo Da's agent.

"Dudu ....." Ping Tsai scalled the phone and glanced at the little sheep who was staring at him with great curiosity.

At Luo Da's agent's house, the curtains blocked the door and closed tightly, and occasionally a few moans came from the bedroom to the living room.

"Huh? Do you dare not eat? A handsome-looking man pressed Luo Da's agent, with a bit of anger on his polite and elegant face, and his movements were a little violent.

"Don't dare husband." Luo Da's agent begged for mercy in rags, and begged for mercy with his husband in tears.

"Should I be punished for doing something wrong?" Luo Yu's husband leaned on the bed and stared at Luo Da's agent with dark eyes.

Agent Luo nodded like an angry little daughter-in-law, and then leaned towards her husband.

"Small! Hug! Luo Yu's husband picked up Luo Da's agent with one hand and put it on his waist.

Agent Luo, who was sitting on him, shyly and actively wrapped his arms around Mo Shuran's neck, how could the little daughter-in-law take the initiative not to eat. Mo Shuran teased the sensitivity of Luo Da's agent, took off the only clothes left on his body, and held his thin waist with both hands.

"Baby's lost weight!" Mo Shuran looked at Agent Luo's lower abdomen, slender legs, and stroked Agent Luo's back with both hands, and ran around his butterfly bone mischievously.

Luo Da's agent couldn't help but be a little uncontrollable, and was just about to lower his head and kiss Mo Shuran when he was interrupted by a phone ringing.

"Leave him alone!" Mo Shuran grabbed Luo Da's agent, who wanted to get off him, back and pressed him on his waist.

"What if it's a flat scallion?" Luo Da's agent looked at Mo Shuran with some pleading.

"I'm your husband." Mo Shuran domineeringly provoked Luo Da's agent's chin and kissed him deeply.

"Hmm." Forget it, I haven't made love with my husband for a few days, Luo Da's agent closed his eyes and hugged Mo Shuran and kissed back, enjoying the intimate time between the two.

"Ringing ringing!" Another rapid cell phone ringing.

"Hmm!" Mo Shuran, who was accidentally bitten on the tongue by Luo Da's agent, looked at Guoti's wife with tears and laughter, and ran out of bed to answer the phone.

"Come back!" Mo Shuran didn't spare him, he grabbed Luo Da's agent back and pressed him on the bed.

"Why didn't anyone speak! Brother Ping? The little sheep who was learning to talk with Ping Tsai Scallion on his mobile phone dialed a number one by one.

"If no one is there or doesn't hear, no one will speak!" Pingzi patiently explained to the little sheep. "Don't call me Brother Ping, look old." Pingzai's words have really become very much.

The little sheep nodded obediently. "What are you going to call that?" The little sheep poked his phone with his hand while lowering his head and talking to Pingzai.

"Ping Tsai Scallion, my name." Ping Zai looked at the little sheep who lowered his head and didn't look at him inexplicably, what is so good about the mobile phone, he has been looking at him and not looking at him, what can he be handsome!

"Juejue!" Ahem, silly Bai Tian, who doesn't read much, only knows the word sleeping.

"What's that called?" How uncomfortable it is to listen to Pingzi scallion.

"Sleep?" The little sheep wrote with his finger on the leg of the scallion.

"It's the first three self of the cursive word." Ping Tsai grabbed the little sheep's hand and wrote it on his lap.

"Eat and sleep and beat Doudou?" The little sheep remembered a joke he had heard in someone's house a few years ago.

"Ahem!" Ping Tsai coughed, always feeling that he was being molested. "Just call me Scallion!" Ping Tsai looked at the little sheep who lowered his head and swiped his mobile phone. "Marshmallow!" Ping Tsai knocked on the head of the little sheep who ignored him, and then took the phone back.

"Oh, I haven't finished reading it!" The little sheep reluctantly looked at the mobile phone that was snatched away by Pingzi Scallion.

"What's there to see... Target! As he spoke, Ping Tsai laughed.

"It's very beautiful, it's very good-looking!" The little sheep approached Pingzi again, and he looked at the screen of the mobile phone in his hand.

The mobile phone screen stays in the mobile phone album interface, and now the photo on the mobile phone is a large picture of the cover of Ping Tsai Scallion magazine. In a suit and leather shoes with glasses frames, he is very different from the person who wears loungewear now.

"Why aren't real people looking at pictures in front of you?" Ping Tsai's tone unconsciously brought some spoiling, gentle can not be gentle, deep in his heart for fear of scaring the timid little guy.

"yes, the scallion is right in front of me." The little sheep stretched out his hand and held the face of the flat scallion and stared at him.

Pingzi's face, who was touched and stared at all the time, was a little hot, and a flush appeared on his fair face. "Just take a look!" Pingzi took the little sheep's hand down, and felt that the little hand he was holding was soft and easy to touch, so he touched it a few times in the palm of his hand. Touching Ping Zili, he suddenly realized that he couldn't help but want to touch him, and he didn't hate it at all.

"Little sheep, how old are you?" Ping Tsai blurted out this question.

"Two, three hundred and twenty-eight years old!" The little sheep crossed his fingers and thought, and it took a long time to tell a number.

Ping Tsai nodded and accepted it with a strong endurance. It's okay to face a little Zhengtai!

"How old is Scallion?" The little sheep also grabbed the big hand of the flat scallion.

"Twenty-six!" Ping Tsai swiped his mobile phone to make a call, thinking about what to do with this 328-year-old little sheep essence.

"Hand, the phone is ringing again!" "Leave him alone!" Mo Shuran turned off the mobile phone and hugged Luo Da and kissed him.