Walking into the room, Zhao Xianyu and Sister Wen exchanged polite greetings.

"Look at your sweat," Sister Wen said to her assistant, "Xiao Zhang, you go and bring a glass of water." ”

Taking the water handed by Xiao Zhang, Zhao Xianyu thanked him, and when he turned around, he pretended to accidentally trip over the coffee table.

As his body staggered, the water cup was poured, and all the water was poured on Ye Qingchu's jacket.

"Oops," he said in a panic, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so wet that your clothes are all wet." ”

"It's okay." Ye Qingchu took off her coat, revealing most of her slender, thin and white arms, and there were two rows of dark red tooth marks in a position between her right elbow and wrist.

Noticing Zhao Xianyu's gaze, Ye Qingchu seemed to be a thief, hurriedly turned his back, and subconsciously covered his arm.

Zhao Xianyu was so excited, as if he saw the dawn of victory, he called Django when he went out.

"Yes, yes!"

"What's the matter? Salted fish, are you still in the mood to sing rap......"

"I mean, there is!" Holding the phone in his hand, Zhao Xianyu mysteriously lowered his voice, "Ye Qingchu has two rows of children's tooth marks on his arm, I can see it clearly, absolutely right." ”

When Django heard this, his heart temporarily relaxed, and the corners of his lips raised, "Very good!" It seems that it is the turn of the melon eating reversal stage! ”

Hanging up the phone, he wanted to tell Xia Sijing about it, but he didn't want Kexi to know, so he had to look at Mu Zhonglun.

Mu Zhonglun probably guessed that it was Django's agent who called just now, and seeing Django's current expression, there was a drama about the tooth marks.

"Kexi, shall we play hide and seek?"

The little girl who didn't know anything nodded happily, "Okay, okay!" Little persimmons also play together, as well as little pigeons. ”

Django cooperated, "Okay, let's play together." ”

Four people guessed boxing, and Mu Zhonglun was a "ghost" in the first round.

"I'll count twenty, you can hide it."

When he closed his eyes and counted down the countdown, Mu Zhonglun suddenly wanted to laugh a little, he was in his thirties, and he was still playing hide and seek with a six or seven-year-old doll.

He must have thought he was crazy before!

"20, 19, 18......" He deliberately counted slowly, trying to get Django and Xia Sijing to make things clear.

However, Mu Django didn't have a chance to talk to Xia Sijing at all.

From the beginning of the game, Kexi took Xia Sijing's hand and hid under the table covered by a curtain.

"Little Persimmon and Kexi are hiding here."

Seeing that the little pigeon was about to squeeze in, Xiao Mengbao hurriedly said: "No, no, no, you are too tall, little pigeon, you have to hide somewhere else." ”

Thinking that once the thick cloth curtain was lowered, Kexi and Xia Sijing would be next to each other in a dark place with a narrow space, Mu Django hurriedly objected, "You can't hide together. ”

"Why?"

What else could it be? Kexi, you little fool, Xia Sijing accidentally tilted his head later, what should I do if I kiss you?

Not only is he careless, he may kiss you on purpose!

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that the danger index of letting them get together was too high, and the picture of two people kissing together in the dark even appeared in Mu Django's mind, and the whole person was not good in an instant.

Completely forgetting about the matter, in the face of the girl's question, Mu Django made an excuse randomly, "I don't know where to hide, but Xi has to help me find it." ”

"Oh, well, the little pigeon of the Tsie Gang."

She propped up her little elbows and crawled out from under the table.

"Little persimmon just hide here and don't speak, Xiao Zongzi will definitely not find you." Her voice was sweet.

"Hmm."

Xia Sijing felt that forcibly retaining Koshi would only deepen Django's hatred, so he chose to back down.

When Mu Zhonglun counted down to three seconds, Kexi pulled the little pigeon and hid behind the curtain.

Because the whole apartment was so big, they planned the scope in advance, and the only places to hide were the living room and dining room.

Mu Zhonglun quickly found all three of them.

"Is it all done?" Pulling Django, Mu Zhonglun asked.

"Huh?" It was then that Django remembered the purpose of hide and seek.

Just now, in order to break up Kexi and Xia Sijing, he pulled Kexi to hide with him, and forgot everything else.

Later played a few more rounds.

Finally, it was Xiao Kexi's turn to be a "ghost".

Mu Django dragged Xia Sijing and hid in the cabinet in the restaurant.

"Salted fish has already determined that Ye Qingchu has tooth marks on his arm, now are you going down with me to clarify with the reporter?"

"Huh? There's a reporter downstairs? Xia Sijing was puzzled, "Why does the reporter know about this?" ”

"It just so happened that Ye Qingchu lived here, and I was photographed a few times, and I was photographed by the security guards before entering and leaving, in short, the reporter learned that both of us had been in and out of this apartment frequently, so I thought we lived here."

After listening to Django, the little boy said with a serious face: "Since this is the case, we definitely can't go down directly!" ”

"Why?"

"You were photographed in Disston, and the reporter will decide that you really have a house here with Ye Qingchu, and the rumor that you are pursuing her will have more detailed evidence, and it is no longer just a matter of unfounded words.

Also, if I go with you to clarify, the reporter will think that you have bought me and let me help you lie. ”

After saying a long paragraph, Xia Sijing analyzed: "In order not to misunderstand that I was bought by you, I can't appear on the same page as you, I have to pretend that I don't know you well." ”

Django was dumbfounded.

This logic, this principle, who can believe that he is only seven years old? How can a seven-year-old have such thoughtful thinking and judgment?

"Hey, Xia Sijing, how old are you? Doesn't it look smaller? Django pinched Xia Sijing's face a few times.

The water is tender and tender, and it is the face that only a child has.

Xia Sijing slapped his hand away, "No matter how I say it, I've been in the circle for so many years, how those reporters like to write news, and what netizens stand on, I still know." ”

"Ouch, all these years?" Django joked, "Talk like you're an old-timer." ”

"Originally, I started shooting commercials when I was two years old, and if I have to count, I debuted longer than you."

His words made Django open his mouth slightly, "Still...... It's ...... older than me."

"Don't talk about that," Xia Sijing pulled the topic back, "I plan to use my Weibo account to post the truth, but that account has always been managed by my mother, and I don't know the password." ”

Django asked, "Will I take you to your mother later?" ”

"Okay, let's do it, I was just going to see my mother in the hospital in the afternoon."

"Would your mother disagree?"

In Mu Jianggo's thoughts, Ye Huarong was so snobbish, how could he be willing to get involved in this kind of incident that was likely to cause Xia Sijing to lose powder.

As a result, as soon as he finished asking, Xia Sijing didn't answer, and a voice suddenly sounded outside, "Haha, I heard the voice of the little pigeon." ”

With the pleasant laughter of the little girl's silver bell, the cabinet door was opened.

Kexi Xiaomengbao stood outside the cabinet and said happily: "Huh? The little persimmon is also there! Haha, I've found them all. ”

(End of chapter)