On the way back, Wen Cha and Su An had a meal at a Western restaurant to celebrate her little transparency, who had rolled in the villain role many times, and finally got a glimpse of the light in the dark.

After eating, Su An sent the warm tea downstairs and left.

Wen Cha stretched his waist, paced back, and walked to the edge of the flower pond, when suddenly there was a gentle dog barking, Wen Cha looked back, and saw the little short legs with shiny eyes under the wooden chair by the flower pond.

Her eyes widened in surprise and she was about to beckon the little short leg to come over, but the little short leg shrank back and looked back.

Behind it, a man in casual clothes was reading a strange thick book in a serious manner, noticing her gaze, he looked back in the light twilight, perhaps the reason why he was not wearing formal clothes, his temperament around him was a little different, when the narrow eyes were raised, it seemed to be stained with the afterglow of dusk, surprisingly soft in the sunset.

Wen Cha was stunned for a moment and said hello, "Mr. Chen." ”

The man closed the book, got up from the chair, and unceremoniously kicked the little short legs that looked like his grandson at his feet, as if it was a pardon order, and the little short legs were unlocked with the seal, and he rushed to Wen Cha's side to be coquettish, affectionate and eager to hug Wen Cha, and Wen Cha couldn't help but bend down and tease it.

The man looked at the interaction between the two with cold eyes, and said in a light tone: "It misses you today, too."

Wen Cha couldn't help laughing: "I miss it too."

The man was noncommittal, his gaze fell on the little short leg who tried his best to seduce Wen Cha's attention, with a cold swishing knife in his eyes.

The coquettish little short legs only felt a chill on the back of their spine, and they felt the big demon king's strict black qi all over his body, and his body stiffened.

After Wen Cha saw that it was not a demon, he stood up and focused his attention on the man opposite: "Has Mr. Chen been waiting here for a long time?"

The man raised his wrist and glanced at it, "An hour." ”

Tens of millions of thighs in a minute, I actually waited here for an hour......

Wen Cha's jaw almost fell off in horror, and it took a lot of effort to make his face less distorted, "I'm sorry to disturb your time, if Sponge wants to see me in the future, you can call me directly." ”

"Don't bother." The man walked up to her with a book, tall enough to look up, staring at Wen Cha's face from top to bottom, "I don't want to contact you when you're at work." ”

"It's okay." Wen Cha couldn't stand his domineering momentum a little, took a step back, and breathed a sigh of relief gently, "After you call, I'll come over when I find time, so that I won't delay your time." ”

The man looked at her at a loss, his eyes were dull and silent, "What if you don't have time all the time?" ”

"Huh?" Wen Cha didn't expect him to ask this question, and touched his nose awkwardly: "That, there should be a ......"

"But you haven't been in it for three days."

Wen Cha looked down at the little short legs, feeling a little empty, "I'm sorry, the drama has been a bit heavy lately." ”

"I know." The man didn't mean the slightest reproach, but just asked, "If you go out early and return late in the future and can't spare time, can it go to see you?"

He stretched out his slender hand like an artist, and pointed to his little short legs, with a serious face.

What does this mean by golden thighs?

Wen Cha had a feeling that she hadn't woken up, "You, do you want it to come to visit the class?" ”

"Can't?"

"Of course." Wen Cha touched a handful of cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, "You can ask the housekeeper to bring it." ”

The man didn't make a sound when he heard the words, and it was enough to get the word "visitor".

SpongeBob SquarePants, who stretched out his four paws to hold Wencha's calves, didn't know what they were talking about, but this didn't affect its good mood, it rubbed Wencha, and then looked at the big demon king weirdly, and found that the big demon didn't lose his temper, and then continued to rub.

"That's all for today."

The man glanced at the little short leg that grabbed the warm tea, and his thin lips opened lightly: "I'll take it back first."

The little short leg was already familiar with the word "go back", and as soon as he heard that he was going to leave Wencha, the whole thing was wasted, biting Wencha's trouser legs, and resolutely protesting against the big devil.

However, the Great Demon King just kicked it lightly, and it was like a mouse who saw a cat, and obediently returned to the Great Demon King from Wen Cha's lap and pretended to be stupid.

Wen Cha saw that it was motionless in front of the man, looking like a good baby, and suddenly cried and laughed, but he didn't forget to ask for benefits for it: "It's not early, can you go home with me?"

"Nope." The man refused without thinking: "He is so old, he is still a boy, he should learn to be independent."

Wen Cha: "......" suddenly fell into a speechless state......

She glanced at SpongeBob SquarePants suspiciously, this kind of cute thing, soft, how can she be independent? It's not about raising a son......

"We've got to go." The man didn't have any intention of explaining, so he walked straight out with the book, pinched the timing with his little short legs, quickly rubbed the warm tea, and followed pitifully.

Wen Cha watched the backs of the two disappear in front of him, and he still didn't understand the meaning of Jin Thigh, coming so late and waiting for an hour, just to let her meet Little Short Legs, this person really likes Little Short Legs...... Although he showed all the high-profile dislike of capitalism.

Perhaps, he is just a guy with a bad mouth?

Wen Cha didn't think about it so much, after returning to the house, he applied for a Weibo account as soon as possible, and after contacting Su An, he verified the actor, and then posted the first Weibo.

Wencha V: I'm Wencha, and I hope you will support my works more in the future.

After sending this sentence, she was about to quit, and a new message suddenly popped up on the page, and she clicked on it to see that it was a new concern.

Chen Yu Chaoshuang.

This is one of her fans, Wen Cha bored and clicked on the fan's homepage to take a look, good guy, there is nothing on the page, and the avatar is just a system avatar, and it looks like a fake fan.

Wencha's interest in tea decreased greatly, and he retreated from Weibo to wash up, and fell asleep on the bed.

On the other hand, after seeing that he was the first person to follow, his slender fingers left a comment under the first Weibo.

Will keep an eye on you.

Early the next morning, Wen Cha joined the crew, and in the morning he was going to shoot a scene where the palace maid and the male protagonist were paired up.

Wen Cha changed his clothes and played with the actor, and then entered the filming time.

The heroine took leave due to illness, and the rest of the actors' scenes had to be filmed in advance, Wen Cha filmed four scenes in the morning, and when it was time for lunch, the whole thing was a little hypoglycemic.

Su An saw that her face was wrong, and she stood up and was about to meet her, when a dog barked suddenly from the set.

Su An listened to the voice very familiarly, and was about to look back, when the little short legs had already rubbed past Su An's legs and climbed onto Wen Cha's legs.

Wen Cha smiled and squatted down and rubbed its head, feeling something, she raised her head, her eyes missed Su An, and saw the man behind him, carrying a thermos bucket.