“Let’s see, what’s in the Chuan’er-ge’s bathroom?” Sister Tong smiled so hard that you couldn’t see her eyes. She pushed open the bathroom door.
“Ah!” Fang Daichuan didn’t stop her and just followed her through the door in a frightened manner.
“Concealer sticks, hairspray, facial mask… This…Do you really use all of this?” Sister Tong looked at the bottles on the table one by one.
Fang Daichuan sighed: “Yes, you have to pay attention to your skin care when you are a public figure.”
While examining the cosmetics brand, Sister Tong picked up a bottle that looked like a spray, but when she unscrewed the cap, it turned out to be a lotion bottle: “Hey, what is this, why haven’t I seen it before?”
Fang Daichuan broke out in a cold sweat on his back. Well, of course you haven’t seen it before, I will be afraid if you know what it is. He groaned inwardly. Li Sinian, this shameless person, you delicate person who has to use expensive stuff. Even for the lubricants you don’t use domestic brands. These are specially bought from Germany, which cost about 800 yuan a bottle. They are water-soluble and can be washed without leaving any residue.
——Even though on the island he is perfectly fine using a bottle of hand cream, he really can’t seen his precious pe*is suffering.
(T/N : I think it is because Sinian cares about your chrysanthemum and not his p*nis.)
“That is, that is a hand cream.” Fang Daichuan said stiffly.
Fortunately, Sister Tong didn’t squeeze a lump and try it on her hands. Fang Daichuan rubbed his temples. Otherwise he will go crazy.
“Eh? Why do you use two razors?” Sister Tong was a little surprised.
Fang Daichuan looked at the camera, dumbfounded.
“Well… this, this one I used to shave my beard,” Fang Daichuan pointed to the one on the left, “this one, I used to shave my legs!” He pointed to Li Sinian’s one.
The camera moved down thoughtfully, shooting his calf in all directions.
“Roll the trouser legs!” Sister Tong didn’t feel shy, she squatted down and started to pull the pants.
Fang Daichuan helplessly pulled up the trouser leg, revealing the white and tender lines of the calf, the ankle line sharply tucked in, a white cut thin ankle.
“Tsk tsk tsk, if you cover your calf muscle, people might believe it is a girl’s leg.” Sister Tong stared for a while.
“How does it compare to yours, Sister Tong?” the staff on the side laughed.
“I, Sun Tongtong, promise with all my heart. I have lived in this world for so many years and I have never shaved my legs!” The hostess continues to banter with Fang Daichuan, meanwhile Fang Daichuan can only internally thank Deng-ge for making him do full body treatments and hair removal.
“Why do you have two toothbrushes?” Sister Tong stared at Fang Daichuan suspiciously, “Don’t tell me that you use one for brushing your front teeth and one for chewing teeth?”
Fang Daichuan has now gone with the flow, lying without thinking: “The black one is mine and the white one is for brushing Beta teeth.”
“You brush your cat’s teeth???”
“Yeah!” Fang Daichuan calmly said nonsense, “Our Beta is so good, isn’t it Beta!”
As he said that he tried to go to the door to hug Beta, the cat was standing aggressively at the bathroom door with its own tail in its mouth, cocking its head and peering in as if it didn’t understand why so many strangers had come in on its own turf.
Realising that Fang Daichuan wanted to hug it, Beta was terrified, turned and ran, only showing the little butt, lying on the window sill, looking out of the window sill melancholy.
“Chuan’er-ge, your cat is exactly the same as what you said on Weibo, it has a real personality!” Sister Tong smiled as she watched their interaction.
Fang Daichuan only smiled bitterly.
“Beta, come here, don’t let them find your father!” Fang Daichuan was busy discussing with Beta in a low voice while the camera and the host went to pick out his wardrobe.
Beta thought for a while while still biting its tail, probably feeling that its father’s safety was more important than being able to see the father, it twisted over and jumped back on the bed.
Sister Tong directed the camera to shoot his wardrobe upside down.
“Geez Chuan’er-ge, your wardrobe is so neat!” Sister Tong called out.
That was organised by Li Sinian, from winter to summer, from dark to light, all neatly lined up in a row, from woollen suits and trench coats, to clothes with graffiti and torn holes to jangling hipster T-shirts, all crammed into the same closet. Fang Daichuan isn’t picky about clothes, he often wears Li Sinian’s clothes, his fans have commented countless times that his style in private and public has a huge gap.
After the intermezzo, the camera finally got to the protagonist.
Beta flops under the covers, showing only a small fluffy tail that sweeps around. The cameraman filmed the cat for a while before signalling for Fang Daichuan to interact with it.
This was difficult for Fang Daichuan.
He bit the bullet and pulled the quilt away, said flatteringly, “Beta, come out, Beta, play with me for a while.”
Beta looked at him like a lunatic, not going to compromise, curled up on Dad’s pillow and ignored him.
Fang Daichuan gave up after begging for a while. Seeing that Beta was unmoved, he had to get out of bed and pack up by himself. The luggage had been ready since last night, he went to the balcony to find cat food, found the sealing clip and pushed the suitcase while hugging Beta. .
Beta was so frightened it cried, screamed. Finally it hooked the claws on Dad’s pillow, and became quiet.
“Didn’t we negotiate last night!” Fang Daichuan shook Beta with one hand, causing it little head to sway, “You agreed to accompany me to record the show, when we come back, Dad will cook you a big meal. After you wake up you’ve changed your mind!”
So what, right now Dad is not here.
Beta arrogantly hung on the pillow and didn’t let go.
Outside the window sill, there were two gentle sounds: “Knock knock.”
Beta heard it, quickly jumped to the window sill, screamed aggrievedly, whined softly and sweetly towards the window. While the camera was not paying attention, Fang Daichuan peeked out the window. From this angle, he couldn’t see anyone and he didn’t know where Li Sinian was.
Beta seemed to be negotiating with Li Sinian. One person and one cat had a conversation over the air. He didn’t know if the cat had become a spirit or if he could speak cat language. Beta wails for a while, turns around with head lowered and fur droops weakly.
This is it! Fang Daichuan was afraid that it would change its mind and that Li Sinian couldn’t hold on to the window frame much longer, so he picked up the cat and left without delaying.
Passing by Li Sinian’s pillow, he hesitated for a moment, then slipped it up, put it in his elbow and hugged it with the cat.
“I will hold it for you, we’ll be back soon,” Fang Daichuan whispered, “Thank you, Beta.”
Beta carefully buried its face in the pillow, smelling the residual smell of its master and screamed aggrieved.
“Let’s go!” Fang Daichuan was the last to go out and turned around to greet the camera.
Sister Tong laughed: “You are really a cat dad. You are still talking to your cat even while holding it.”
Fang Daichuan lowered his head and smiled, with a small dimple on his left cheek, he looks sweet and well-behaved.
The cat also lay obediently on the pillow in his arms and he felt at ease.
“Why is your cat called Beta?” Sister Tong asked after getting in the car, “Why did you name a cat after a mouse?”
Fang Daichuan glanced at Beta who was playing with the pillow and smiled: “Because it has a father, Shuke who flew the plane.”
“Let’s see, what’s in the Chuan’er-ge’s bathroom?” Sister Tong smiled so hard that you couldn’t see her eyes. She pushed open the bathroom door.
“Ah!” Fang Daichuan didn’t stop her and just followed her through the door in a frightened manner.
“Concealer sticks, hairspray, facial mask… This…Do you really use all of this?” Sister Tong looked at the bottles on the table one by one.
Fang Daichuan sighed: “Yes, you have to pay attention to your skin care when you are a public figure.”
While examining the cosmetics brand, Sister Tong picked up a bottle that looked like a spray, but when she unscrewed the cap, it turned out to be a lotion bottle: “Hey, what is this, why haven’t I seen it before?”
Fang Daichuan broke out in a cold sweat on his back. Well, of course you haven’t seen it before, I will be afraid if you know what it is. He groaned inwardly. Li Sinian, this shameless person, you delicate person who has to use expensive stuff. Even for the lubricants you don’t use domestic brands. These are specially bought from Germany, which cost about 800 yuan a bottle. They are water-soluble and can be washed without leaving any residue.
——Even though on the island he is perfectly fine using a bottle of hand cream, he really can’t seen his precious pe*is suffering.
(T/N : I think it is because Sinian cares about your chrysanthemum and not his p*nis.)
“That is, that is a hand cream.” Fang Daichuan said stiffly.
Fortunately, Sister Tong didn’t squeeze a lump and try it on her hands. Fang Daichuan rubbed his temples. Otherwise he will go crazy.
“Eh? Why do you use two razors?” Sister Tong was a little surprised.
Fang Daichuan looked at the camera, dumbfounded.
“Well… this, this one I used to shave my beard,” Fang Daichuan pointed to the one on the left, “this one, I used to shave my legs!” He pointed to Li Sinian’s one.
The camera moved down thoughtfully, shooting his calf in all directions.
“Roll the trouser legs!” Sister Tong didn’t feel shy, she squatted down and started to pull the pants.
Fang Daichuan helplessly pulled up the trouser leg, revealing the white and tender lines of the calf, the ankle line sharply tucked in, a white cut thin ankle.
“Tsk tsk tsk, if you cover your calf muscle, people might believe it is a girl’s leg.” Sister Tong stared for a while.
“How does it compare to yours, Sister Tong?” the staff on the side laughed.
“I, Sun Tongtong, promise with all my heart. I have lived in this world for so many years and I have never shaved my legs!” The hostess continues to banter with Fang Daichuan, meanwhile Fang Daichuan can only internally thank Deng-ge for making him do full body treatments and hair removal.
“Why do you have two toothbrushes?” Sister Tong stared at Fang Daichuan suspiciously, “Don’t tell me that you use one for brushing your front teeth and one for chewing teeth?”
Fang Daichuan has now gone with the flow, lying without thinking: “The black one is mine and the white one is for brushing Beta teeth.”
“You brush your cat’s teeth???”
“Yeah!” Fang Daichuan calmly said nonsense, “Our Beta is so good, isn’t it Beta!”
As he said that he tried to go to the door to hug Beta, the cat was standing aggressively at the bathroom door with its own tail in its mouth, cocking its head and peering in as if it didn’t understand why so many strangers had come in on its own turf.
Realising that Fang Daichuan wanted to hug it, Beta was terrified, turned and ran, only showing the little butt, lying on the window sill, looking out of the window sill melancholy.
“Chuan’er-ge, your cat is exactly the same as what you said on Weibo, it has a real personality!” Sister Tong smiled as she watched their interaction.
Fang Daichuan only smiled bitterly.
“Beta, come here, don’t let them find your father!” Fang Daichuan was busy discussing with Beta in a low voice while the camera and the host went to pick out his wardrobe.
Beta thought for a while while still biting its tail, probably feeling that its father’s safety was more important than being able to see the father, it twisted over and jumped back on the bed.
Sister Tong directed the camera to shoot his wardrobe upside down.
“Geez Chuan’er-ge, your wardrobe is so neat!” Sister Tong called out.
That was organised by Li Sinian, from winter to summer, from dark to light, all neatly lined up in a row, from woollen suits and trench coats, to clothes with graffiti and torn holes to jangling hipster T-shirts, all crammed into the same closet. Fang Daichuan isn’t picky about clothes, he often wears Li Sinian’s clothes, his fans have commented countless times that his style in private and public has a huge gap.
After the intermezzo, the camera finally got to the protagonist.
Beta flops under the covers, showing only a small fluffy tail that sweeps around. The cameraman filmed the cat for a while before signalling for Fang Daichuan to interact with it.
This was difficult for Fang Daichuan.
He bit the bullet and pulled the quilt away, said flatteringly, “Beta, come out, Beta, play with me for a while.”
Beta looked at him like a lunatic, not going to compromise, curled up on Dad’s pillow and ignored him.
Fang Daichuan gave up after begging for a while. Seeing that Beta was unmoved, he had to get out of bed and pack up by himself. The luggage had been ready since last night, he went to the balcony to find cat food, found the sealing clip and pushed the suitcase while hugging Beta. .
Beta was so frightened it cried, screamed. Finally it hooked the claws on Dad’s pillow, and became quiet.
“Didn’t we negotiate last night!” Fang Daichuan shook Beta with one hand, causing it little head to sway, “You agreed to accompany me to record the show, when we come back, Dad will cook you a big meal. After you wake up you’ve changed your mind!”
So what, right now Dad is not here.
Beta arrogantly hung on the pillow and didn’t let go.
Outside the window sill, there were two gentle sounds: “Knock knock.”
Beta heard it, quickly jumped to the window sill, screamed aggrievedly, whined softly and sweetly towards the window. While the camera was not paying attention, Fang Daichuan peeked out the window. From this angle, he couldn’t see anyone and he didn’t know where Li Sinian was.
Beta seemed to be negotiating with Li Sinian. One person and one cat had a conversation over the air. He didn’t know if the cat had become a spirit or if he could speak cat language. Beta wails for a while, turns around with head lowered and fur droops weakly.
This is it! Fang Daichuan was afraid that it would change its mind and that Li Sinian couldn’t hold on to the window frame much longer, so he picked up the cat and left without delaying.
Passing by Li Sinian’s pillow, he hesitated for a moment, then slipped it up, put it in his elbow and hugged it with the cat.
“I will hold it for you, we’ll be back soon,” Fang Daichuan whispered, “Thank you, Beta.”
Beta carefully buried its face in the pillow, smelling the residual smell of its master and screamed aggrieved.
“Let’s go!” Fang Daichuan was the last to go out and turned around to greet the camera.
Sister Tong laughed: “You are really a cat dad. You are still talking to your cat even while holding it.”
Fang Daichuan lowered his head and smiled, with a small dimple on his left cheek, he looks sweet and well-behaved.
The cat also lay obediently on the pillow in his arms and he felt at ease.
“Why is your cat called Beta?” Sister Tong asked after getting in the car, “Why did you name a cat after a mouse?”
Fang Daichuan glanced at Beta who was playing with the pillow and smiled: “Because it has a father, Shuke who flew the plane.”
