Chapter 18 Chapter 18 The burning sensation spread to his ears, and Lou Ye’s brain…
Chen Si explained everything clearly, Lou Ye understood the situation and prepared to have lunch.
As soon as he opened the package, the phone rang. It was an unremarked number, and the location was shown as Beijing.
Lou Ye was stunned when he saw the series of 8888. Brother Chen had just finished explaining things to him, and he had a hunch about this style.
When the call was connected and the man's voice came from the other end, Lou Ye knew that he had guessed right.
"Boss Shu, I know everything Brother Chen told me, don't worry."
Lou Ye has now signed his own company. Shu Yuquan is not very regular in his daily life, but he is very serious about the company's affairs. He knows Lou Ye a little bit.
He is spending money to support this young man now, and with his investment vision, he will definitely make a profit later.
It can also give the kid face and make him happy, so why not do it?
"Okay, I won't say more. Anyway, taking good care of my precious nephew is better than you filming dozens of movies." Shu Yuquan said indifferently.
This is not a pleasant thing to say, but Lou Ye also knows that if it weren't for Ming Le, he probably wouldn't be in the entertainment industry now.
Shu Yuquan knew that the young man was a man of few words, so he didn't think he was deliberately giving him a hard time.
"When Lele comes to see you, I'll make it clear to you in advance that children are ignorant when chasing idols, so you must not do anything out of line. He's still a minor, and he's the treasure of our Shu and Ming families. He came to see you in one piece, and he must return home in one piece, otherwise you won't be able to bear the consequences."
It would be better to alert Lou Ye.
Having watched the child grow up, Shu Yuquan has never seen a girl fall in love early. He always feels that his nephew is not very straight, and he is worried.
But there is nothing wrong with just supporting a young star for fun. Many young men and women in the circle do that. It's fine as long as you don't develop real feelings for them.
His words were very straightforward. Lou Ye's breathing became heavier, and his fingers gripping the phone turned white from the force he used.
He is homophobic.
And even if he is a gay, he would not be so beastly as to attack a minor.
"Got it, Mr. Shu."
The person on the other end quickly hung up the phone.
The takeaway he had just ordered was already a little cold, but Lou Ye continued eating with an expressionless face.
Mingle only came to the crew to look for me at the beginning. It has been almost two months and they have only contacted each other on WeChat. He suddenly said he wanted to come and see me.
I guess life is really boring, so I think of people like him.
There is no other way, he has to provide for his parents who provide him with food and clothing.
Lou Ye opened his phone and went to Weibo. His agent told him not to immerse himself in the script, but to learn more about hot news from time to time.
After watching for more than ten minutes, he really lost interest and logged out of the webpage, putting the takeaway box into the trash can.
"Ding-ling, ding-ling!" The doorbell rang, a little hurried and harsh.
Geng Zhao had his fingerprints recorded when he helped move things last time, so it could only be someone else.
Lou Ye walked over and opened the door, and his eyes flashed.
"Surprised or not? Surprised or not?" Ming Le stood at the door with his schoolbag on his back. He was wearing a pink plush sweatshirt and jeans. The pink color made his face look like white porcelain, his lips were red, his teeth were white, and his eyes were black and bright.
He was still holding the fat Samoyed from last time. It looked slimmer than before and was as restless as its owner, sticking out its tongue and jumping around.
Lou Ye curled his fingers on the doorknob, his heart inexplicably moving, anticipation and a little bit of joy...
No, how could he be happy? How could he have such a strange emotion?
"Is this your new home? It's pretty good." Ming Le ignored Lou Ye's slightly confused look, stuffed the leash into his hand familiarly, changed his shoes and went in.
It was too sudden. He thought that even if Brother Chen said this person was coming, it wouldn't be so soon.
Lou Ye sighed, took the dog leash resignedly, then turned around and closed the door.
Mingle walked around the house a few times, and when he saw the garbage thrown into the trash can, he frowned and said, "Just eat takeout."
It doesn't look tasty or healthy at all.
Lou Ye squatted down and untied the rope around the dog's neck, letting it run wild in the house.
He didn't answer Ming Le's question: "Does your family know you're out?"
Looking at Mingle's expression, he saw that he had brought his schoolbag, which was so bulging with stuff that he didn't know how many things it was stuffed with. Was he not planning to go back home tonight?
Mingle took off his schoolbag and put it on the sofa, then he exhaled: "My mother and brother are not at home. They won't be back in the next two days, and they don't have time to take care of me."
So I just don’t know.
"What do you say when they call and ask where you are?"
Ming Le curled his lips indifferently: "I told the housekeeper that I went to a classmate's house."
He stood up and went to the kitchen, then opened the refrigerator and searched around. He had just eaten little at home, so he felt a little hungry.
But when Mingle opened the refrigerator door, he was disappointed. Apart from beer and mineral water, there was no food inside, not even a bottle of milk.
How does this look like a normal person's residence?
Ming Le sullenly took out a bottle of mineral water to drink. Lou Ye calmed down the dog and came over, coughing to cover it up. "I usually live alone, so I don't have all the necessary things prepared."
Ming Le licked the mouth of the mineral water bottle with his tongue and glared at Lou Ye with resentment. It wasn't that he was not fully prepared, it was that he had nothing.
Seeing that the sponsor was unhappy, Lou Ye was rarely embarrassed: "If you are hungry, I will take you out for dinner?"
After saying that, he thought of Chen Sifa's document of more than 800 kb, which was full of precautions. Could he eat anything from outside?
Mingle walked out of the kitchen: "Lou Ye, can you cook?"
"I want you to cook for me some food." His tone was very confident.
Lou Ye was silent for a few seconds. He had never seen such a difficult child.
"…………Then you wait for me at home. I'll go to the supermarket to buy pots, pans, and vegetables. There's nothing in the kitchen."
Mingle stretched out his legs and gently pushed away the approaching snowball, then pulled Louye's arm: "I want to go out with you."
Feeling the warmth on his skin, Lou Ye thought he would find it hard to accept, but strangely, he felt a tingling sensation.
This young master is like this to everyone, he likes to touch them and has no sense of vigilance.
Fortunately, he is not a person with bad intentions. If it were anyone else, he would only suffer.
Lou Ye calmly pulled his hand away from the subject, distanced himself from the topic, and said, "I'm going to my room to change."
Ming Le watched him go in. His back was particularly tall. He waved his hand to indicate that Lou Ye was more than a head taller than him.
That's too much!
After a few minutes, Lou Ye came out.
The ends of his hair were a little messy and untidy on his forehead, but against his handsome face, it looked like he had his hair done specially. He was wearing a dark blue windbreaker and loose white trousers with a very drapey feel, just like a celebrity at the airport.
Mingle stared at him out of courtesy, his reaction a little slow.
"I'll be back soon, so don't take the dog out." Lou Ye's voice was deep and magnetic.
Mingle thought the sound sounded like the cello he usually played, which was very intoxicating.
Seeing him standing there in a daze, Lou Ye turned around in confusion and patted the child's head involuntarily: "Let's go."
Ming Le rubbed his head, his slightly curly hair fluffy. He was no longer stunned: "You're going out like this? Without wearing a hat or a mask or something?"
Lou Ye: "No one knows me."
Ming Le looked at him disapprovingly. "No, you must be well-equipped. 'The Sword of Frost' is about to air, and you're such a great actor that you're bound to be a big hit. You must be careful now."
"And what if someone passes by and takes a picture of me and exposes me? I don't want to show my face in front of the public!"
Even though Mingche has been in the entertainment industry for several years, no media or entertainment reporter knows his family situation. He can't let it be exposed by Lou Ye, otherwise his privacy will be lost.
The young master's eyes were bright when he spoke, his delicate chin was slightly raised, his compliments were free of charge, and his voice was so soft that it made people feel sweet in their hearts.
Lou Ye's chest contracted violently, and then was wrapped in warmth, and his heart began to beat wildly without rhythm.
He thought, who can resist the warm light? He is no exception.
"Go quickly, I'll wait for you." Ming Le urged.
Lou Ye went into the house wearing a hat and a mask, and Ming Le was satisfied.
He looked at Lou Ye. Not bad, even if you couldn't see his face, he was a real clothes hanger. If Lou Ye didn't become an actor, he would probably be quite popular as a model.
The two men went out and the dog was locked in the house.
Mingle has no purchasing experience, so he just follows Lou Ye.
The young master ordered his favorite dishes. Since Lou Ye didn't say that he couldn't make them, it meant that he would definitely make them.
"I'm the sponsor, I'll pay." Ming Le took out a few black and gold cards from his schoolbag, which was very generous.
Lou Ye's face was filled with black lines. He wouldn't let a little kid pay for it. Furthermore, "You want to buy the entire supermarket?"
Ming Le acted like he had social anxiety and was almost clinging to Lou Ye: "You work hard to earn money, and I'm the one who supports you, so I should pay you."
"Thank you, but it's really not necessary." He had enough money after receiving his film salary, although it was nothing compared to Young Master Ming casually taking out a few black gold cards.
Mingle felt that this man's chauvinism was probably at work, so he decided not to argue with him and just swipe the card first.
It wasn't until he saw Lou Ye buying a German-imported kitchen knife worth over 6,000 yuan in the kitchenware section after being deceived by the salesperson that Ming Le thought he might really be able to afford it, because there were other ones ten times cheaper nearby, but Lou Ye didn't even glance at them.
Then he will spend Lou Ye’s money today and then give him the card himself.
"I want to eat braised pork."
Lou Ye hadn't forgotten Chen Sifa's lengthy list of precautions, so he subconsciously said no: "It's high in fat, and your uncle told you not to eat it."
Mingle's glasses widened. His uncle really meddled too much!
Seeing his frown and slightly upturned nose wrinkled, Lou Ye said helplessly: "You can only eat three bites."
Ming Le nodded his head rapidly, taking three bites at a time. It was better than not eating at all. If the meal really came to the table, he didn't believe that Lou Ye would still stare at him as he ate every bite.
Like a pitiful kitten, Lou Ye felt itchy and wanted to rub his head, but he resisted the urge to reach out.
"And Snowball's dog food. I forgot to bring it from home. What should I do?"
Lou Ye had already noticed that his schoolbag was full of a mess of stuff and there was no room for dog food.
Mingle went to get the brand that Xueqiu usually ate. The shopping supermarket that Lou Ye brought him to was very large, with seven or eight floors.
Lou Ye waited for him to choose snacks. Dogs are picky eaters, and the young master is also picky. He only wants expensive and high-end imported goods.
It's no different from a puppy?
The two of them picked out a few things on a cart and asked the supermarket waiter to push it to the checkout counter to pay. Lou Ye took the things that were easy to carry, and asked them to deliver the rest to their door within an hour.
A considerable amount of money was deducted from the card in one swipe, and Lou Ye didn't even blink.
After returning home, Lou Ye moved some of the things he brought back into the kitchen, and Ming Le followed him in quietly.
"I want some scrambled eggs with tomatoes to go with my rice, is that okay?"
Lou Ye thought he was picky just now, but now he thinks the young master is very considerate and all he talked about were home-cooked dishes.
Even if he really ordered something very nice, he wouldn't bother to serve him.
"OK."
Mingle was very satisfied, and his eyes curved into a smile when he heard him say it was okay.
The doorbell rang, Mingle's ears moved, it must be the supermarket delivery.
He was not lazy either. He had to do something when he came to Lou Ye to eat and drink for free. He opened the door and asked the young delivery man to move all the things in.
"Mingle, go to the living room. We don't need you in the kitchen." Lou Ye took out the vegetables they had just bought.
Actually, it wasn’t that troublesome. He just treated it as raising a child for his boss.
"I'll stay and help you. I'm very useful."
Lou Ye looked at him suspiciously. What use could he be?
Besides taking up space.
"Then why don't you take a few eggs out of the refrigerator and peel the tomatoes?"
"Okay." No problem at all.
The refrigerator was empty when I came, but now it is almost full of food, which gives it a sense of life.
Ming Le was so confident just now, but now he stood there hesitating after opening the refrigerator. I don’t know what he was hesitating about.
Lou Ye looked at him for a long time without moving, puzzled: "What are you doing?"
Mingle took out two eggs, one in each hand, his little face full of confusion: "One is skin color, the other is white. What color do you want scrambled eggs with tomatoes?"
Lou Ye stood there holding a spatula, expressionless...
"As long as you're happy."
"Oh, okay." Mingle picked out a few white ones, as the skin color was too dark.
While cutting vegetables, Lou Ye did not forget to keep an eye on the young master, watching him wandering around the kitchen, with tomatoes in his hands, making pits and dents, and light red juice flowing through his fingers.
He finally couldn't help it, snatched the rotten tomato from Mingle's hand with a cold face, threw it into the trash can, and put his hand under the faucet to rinse it.
"You really can't blame me. The skin is too hard to remove. You can eat it all, right? Why did you insist on making me peel it?"
What he said was to blame Lou Ye for deliberately making things difficult for him.
Lou Ye said nothing.
Ming Le's hands were grabbed by his big hands. There were some thin calluses on Lou Ye's palms, which were not as soft as his hands, and they felt itchy when rubbed.
Ming Le couldn't break free from the irresistible force. Lou Ye was standing behind him, and even the other person's breath on his neck was so obvious. Not knowing whether it was shyness or embarrassment, Ming Le's face flushed: "Okay, it's okay."
Only after realizing they were too close did Lou Ye let go of his hand. How could he have forgotten his homophobia and couldn't help but...
Lou Ye's hands were burning, and the heat spread to his ears. His head was buzzing, like a circle of fireworks exploding.
Abnormal.
Very abnormal.
Lou Ye's usually expressionless face was also broken.
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