Bang!

With a crisp sound, Yang Fan, who was holding the mineral water, was almost beaten and rushed forward.

"I asked you to get some mineral water. Are you going to fill your saliva with your mouth water before bringing it?" Looking at Yang Fan beside him with his eyes squinted, Zhao Yongqi waved his palm that had just hit the back of his head, as if he was hinting that he really wanted to hit it again.

After dyeing back the black short and wearing a decent dual-purpose shirt, Yang Fan now lacks the inexplicable air of the past. Although his tender face looks a little green, it is definitely a handsome guy, which is not much worse than those so-called young and handsome guys.

"Not here, I got the logistics to get it." Yang Fan tried hard to defend himself.

Bang!

Without saying a word, he waved his hand and another palm hit. Even though Yang Fan was ready to dodge, it still landed on the back of his head. Zhao Yongqi, in the little guy's eyes, said in a god: "I know there is no here, so I should go to the logistics side to move a box early in the morning! If there is no logistics, you can take an empty bottle and spit in and fill it with it!"

"Hahaha..." The staff members who looked around couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Recently, the staff on the set have a new fun, which is watching Xiao Qi "bully" his personal assistant.

It only took a day for the unlucky child Yang Fan to "see through" Brother Xiao Qi's trick. But so what? The real contract is in his hand, and Zhao Yongqi, who is fearless, looks like a hateful slave owner, and seems to be spending time every day to make fun of the older boy who has not grown up.

"Ha, I didn't expect that Brother Xiao Qi would have a taste for eating people." Yang Fan, who was a little angry and embarrassed by the laughter of others, said with malicious intentions.

Bang!

Another heavy blow almost made Yang Fan feel that he was black in front of him and he was so angry that he heard the lazy and hateful voice sound again: "It's my business whether you like to eat saliva or not. You just need to follow your boss, that is, my instructions, and do your own duties. Boy, I warn you that if you think about it more comfortably, it's better to do what I said, otherwise it's not as simple as hitting you on the back of your head!"

Seeing that the field affairs in the distance had already started to wave to him, Zhao Yongqi stopped "torture" Yang Fan, slowly turned around and walked towards the filming area, waved his hand and said, "I want to come a few skewers later, and go out to buy them quickly."

"Where did you get the skewers for sale at this time?" Seeing that it was only around nine o'clock in the morning, Yang Fan was immediately angry. Isn't this pure heart tormenting people?

"That's your business!" Zhao Yongqi turned around and looked at Yang Fan fiercely and said, "When the flower blossoms end, if I didn't see the hot, freshly baked skewers you bought, you'll wait for me to clean up!"

He looked speechlessly at the bastard who looked like a bully, but could not beat him, and dared not scold him. If something was wrong, he would "kill" him. He walked away staggeringly. Yang Fan angrily spitted at his back, but he could only turn around and sigh and prepare to walk out of the set to find the so-called skewers.

"Hehe, Brother Qi, are you too fierce to Xiaofan?" Seeing that Yang Fan had already walked away and had a gentle temperament, Xiao Baozi walked to Zhao Yongqi's side and asked with a smile.

Looking back at Yang Fan who had already walked away, Zhao Yongqi shook his head and said, "This kid is spoiled. He thought that the whole world was his parents or sister Mumu, and he should be around him. Give him a lesson for a while first, and let him down with his inexplicable sense of superiority, and then slowly train him."

In fact, Xiao Baozi was not so concerned about how Zhao Yongqi dealt with Yang Fan. He just smiled gently and nodded, then took out a small hand warmer from his close-fitting pocket, stuffed it into Zhao Yongqi's hand, and said softly: "Brother Qi, your costume is too thin. This one will warm up in your pocket."

He took the handheld stove with a smile. Zhao Yongqi deliberately held it in his palm and took it to his nose and smelled it. Then he smiled and approached Xiao Baozi's ear and lowered his voice, "It smells so good! Where did I buy it, how could it smell milk?"

"Brother Qi!!" The little bun, who was prone to blushing, suddenly had a pretty face flushed, and he bulged the bun's face and slapped him hard for a few times. He laughed and fled to the side. Then he stopped, watching him wave his hand to himself, turned around and walked into the range of the camera. Although the pretty little face was full of blush, the sweet smile of happiness did not fall into half.

...

During the lunch break, Zhao Yongqi, who finally let Yang Fan go, was sitting in the lounge, sweeping the lunch box piled in front of him.

Suddenly, the curtain of the lounge was lifted up. Xiao Baozi walked into the lounge with a sweet smile on his face, talking and laughing.

"Oh, beauties, I'm in a good mood. Did you be amazed by the trailer of this male god?" Zhao Yongqi, who was touching his stomach comfortably, was purely a guy with a good mood after eating and drinking, and immediately waved his hand and shouted casually.

Yang Mu secretly watched everything Zhao Yongqi did to Yang Fan recently. After about ten days, this handsome man could be said to be using the simplest and most violent means to deal with his little thorny brother.

You don't do it? OK, you will lose money according to the contract!

Matching Master? OK, I will give you a fist!

Talk to you? OK, I'll give you a fist!

Can't do it well? OK, I'll give you a fist!

At the beginning, Yang Mu's eyes were pounding, and she was reluctant to scold her younger brother. In Zhao Yongqi's hands, she almost couldn't help but jump out to express her feelings several times, but every time she saw the light from the deep star eyes, she finally resisted her unbearableness.

As time passed, Yang Mu also looked at his younger brother who didn't listen to anyone's words. He was willing or not, and began to honestly follow Zhao Yongqi's request, no matter how difficult it was, he was working hard to complete it. Then he realized that he really didn't understand what a boy, a half-year-old, was thinking in his heart.

However, no matter what, Yang Mu saw his younger brother walking in the direction he hoped. Even if he was not willing to do so now, he was still whipped by someone, but this was indeed a good start. Because of this, Da Mu Mu looked at the man who always smiled, as if he had no right face at all times, and his eyes became gentler and more at ease. Of course, Xiao Linglong's heart was also more at ease.

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