Wife becomes a man after removing make-up

After Pang Ming @赵易安, Zhao Yi'an posted a comment under Pang Ming.

[I will pick you up for dinner after get off work tomorrow. 】

Pang Ming replied [waiting for you, love you.jpg].

As soon as this Weibo was posted, Pang Ming's comments went viral again.

[Uh, can you be more professional, you are newly registered, and you have to find a mobile phone, it is really difficult for you. 】

【Ming Baoer, you disappointed me so much. I always thought you were a coquettish bitch before, but I didn't expect you to act like a bitch in order to have a boyfriend, hmph! 】

【Jijingming, do you have any boyfriends who don't know ABCD numbers?You are too naive to think that you can fool people by using a trumpet…]

[Come and see, someone here is live broadcasting the score. 】

[Excuse me, have you had a boyfriend by mitosis? 】

[Is it interesting to talk to yourself?Be careful it's really sharp. 】

[I think I Ming really have a boyfriend, I Ming is so upright and kind, how could I lie? 】

[Come and watch, there is a fan here, I believe that Ming Ming has a boyfriend! 】

[I also believe that Mingming has a boyfriend, and he must be handsome, but there is a shortcoming, the air leaks when pricked with a needle. 】

Pang Ming sent out a proof that no one believed Weibo. Pang Ming laughed a few times as he saw the enthusiasm in the comments.

"They don't believe it, do you want to post something more?" Zhao Yi'an glanced at the comments and said to Pang Ming.

"Don't worry about it, let them make a fuss, hang your appetite, wait until tomorrow, and slowly solve the mystery. This is the art of hype, Brother An An, do you think I'm great, I know everything..." Pang Ming replied.

"It's really great." Zhao Yi'an smiled.

"Thank you brother An An for cooperating with me..." Pang Ming replied.

"Mingming, I want to ask you something." Looking at the phone, Zhao Yi'an thought of the way Pang Ming talked with him in his previous life, and the problems he was facing, and felt an urge to discuss with Pang Ming.The mother, sister, and the others at home don't care about things, and their thoughts are very simple. Grandpa is not in good health, and his father is still on a business trip, and his father is a bit stubborn. He only believed, so if his father wanted to be convinced and cooperate, he still needed to work hard.

"Damn ghost, what's the matter, let's just talk about it, people will know everything without saying anything..." Pang Ming saw Zhao Yi'an typed the word Mingming, and replied with a smile, licking the corners of his lips and eyes.

"There is a person who has something in his hand. It was originally mine. I didn't like it before, so he took it. Now I want to control it by myself, but I'm afraid that he will play tricks secretly before I have mastered this thing. Give me something. A broken thing, or an obstacle, prevents me from getting this thing. What do you think I should do to get this thing smoothly?" Zhao Yi'an thought for a while and typed the next line.

"If it were me, even if I wanted that thing again, I would have to be careless. I would just tell that person that it was just for fun, and I would give it back to him if I got tired of it. Do a few ridiculous things first, and take your time when you are serious. Don't worry. Once he is familiar with controlling that thing, even if he wants to snatch it back, it will be impossible." Pang Ming replied after a while.

Looking at Pang Ming's reply, Zhao Yi'an felt a sense of relief. Before that, he had been thinking about how to deal with what might happen, but he never thought that this kind of thing could be staged.

If he has an attitude of playing casually, if it's not fun, let Song Zhenlin come, and he can't hollow out or destroy Xingyao.

He did a few innocuous and absurd things to confuse Song Zhenlin and make him relax his vigilance. Cleared.

"Little guy..." Zhao Yi'an murmured with a smile.

Pang Ming, who was three years younger than the Pang Ming that Zhao Yi'an met in his previous life, still had his own opinions.This way, Zhao Yi'an's way of thinking, still can't think of it in a short time.

, You should go to college, such a smart little guy, if you don't teach him well, it's really a waste.

"To put it simply, you still need to know how to act and pretend. Brother An An, if you don't know how to act, I'll teach you... Hand in hand, mouth to mouth, do you think it's okay?" After a serious paragraph, Pang Ming typed another paragraph , sent an emoticon made from his own photo, pouting his mouth, blinking P, and then the oversized siz eyes that took up half of his face were discharged.

"Naughty" Zhao Yi'an looked at the text and smiled, and typed two words.

"Are you acquiescing? I will teach you when I meet tomorrow..." Pang Ming replied.

"It's almost nine o'clock, go to bed early." Zhao Yi'an checked the time and replied.

"Sleep so early?" Pang Ming was stunned.At nine o'clock, the nightlife begins.

"[-]pm to [-]am is the best time to sleep, it is good for internal organs, circulation and skin." Zhao Yi'an replied.

"Well, go to sleep. Good night, I will find you in my dream..." Pang Ming replied.

"Good night." Zhao Yi'an replied.

Grandpa Zhao Yi’an’s way of keeping in good health believes that sleep is the number one tonic, following the laws of all things, the best sleep time after nine o’clock in the evening must be guaranteed, and life can only be regular.

So Zhao Yi'an always went to bed at nine o'clock in the evening since he was a child.

Pang Ming looked at the mobile phone that was no longer moving, and stroked Zhao Yi'an's profile picture on the mobile phone very lightly.

Zhao Yi'an should go to bed, don't bother him anymore, just sleep peacefully, cultivate good skin, and then feel what the skin looks like when you go to bed early every day, cough...

Seeing Zhao Yi'an's message asking about him, Pang Ming was serious about trying to find a way for Zhao Yi'an.

Thinking of Zhao Yi'an's mention of taking over Xingyao, Pang Ming guessed something.

It seems that his situation is not very good, such a question is actually used to ask him this person who has only met once...

Uh, is he really that good at seeing something extraordinary, different, and wise inside him?

is it possible?

The "she" he showed was a goblin with a bit of brain damage, and it was purely a way to attract attention in the shortest possible time.

No matter what, Zhao Yi'an can talk to him about such things, and he told Zhao Yi'an his own way, if he can help Zhao Yi'an, that's good, it's a good thing...

Pang Ming thought about it for a while, and the live broadcast at [-] o'clock in the evening was halfway through, because Zhao Yi'an's text message came, and Pang Ming shyly said that his boyfriend was called "she", so he stopped the live broadcast ahead of time.

At this moment, Pang Ming was already full of food and drink, so he had nothing to do and needed to stay in the room for the time being.

Pang Ming took off the clothes on his body, as well as the cumbersome fake breasts, changed into a gray sportswear, completely removed his makeup, put on a hat and a mask, and went out and locked himself up.

In the shared room, the doors of the rest of the rooms are locked, and everyone plays in their own room, no one cares about anyone else, just like a small hotel.

The lights in the aisle were dimmed, so Pang Ming passed through, exited the gate and went downstairs.

The temperature outside has dropped below freezing, and the wind is a bit chilly.The neighborhood is not very good, and some of the street lights are broken, which is exactly what Pang Ming wanted.

Pang Ming trotted out from the side door of the community and turned to a nearby school.It was a film school. Pang Ming would go to the class when he was free. He would usually check the courses in advance. If there were a few acting teachers he liked, he would make time to listen to them.

Of course, at that time, she was also fully dressed.

There are quite a lot of people on the playground. It is the time for night running, and some students are rehearsing on the playground, practicing voice and body.

Pang Ming ran silently inside, and the audio version of the film theory was playing in the earphones.

"Hey, classmate, let's run again..." Pang Ming was running, and someone came up to greet him.

Pang Ming glanced at him. He was a boy he often met when he was running. His name was Chen Feiyu. Pang Ming was running at school. Although he was wearing a mask, his figure and clothes looked like a student, so Chen Feiyu always regarded Pang Ming as a boy. From a school, Pang Ming didn't explain anything.

Pang Ming took off an earphone, waved at Chen Feiyu, and hummed.

"I found out that you've grown taller again. You've grown taller even after you went to college. You're really awesome..." Chen Feiyu and Pang Ming ran side by side, slightly taller than Pang Ming.

Students in film schools generally don't look too bad, and Chen Feiyu belongs to the very delicate kind, like a neighbor's kid.

"Eat more and exercise..." Pang Ming whispered.

"I'm still exercising every day...why don't I grow any longer!" Chen Feiyu complained, Pang Ming was running a bit fast, and he was struggling and out of breath.

He didn't speak, and Pang Ming didn't say much, and continued to listen carefully.

"Hey, you run really fast. Let me tell you something. The day after tomorrow, a crew will come to our school to cast roles. It's past ten o'clock in the morning. Do you want to come?" Chen Feiyu trailed Pang Ming by a lap. Being overtaken by Pang Ming, he said to Pang Ming.

"Oh, thank you, I'm not interested for now." Pang Ming said in a daze. He didn't expect Chen Feiyu to share this kind of thing with him.

"It's better to practice more. Even for other majors, if you have the opportunity to join the real crew, you can learn a lot." Chen Feiyu was enthusiastic and said a few words to Pang Ming.

"I have something to do." Pang Ming replied, and continued to run, but Chen Feiyu couldn't keep up, so he could only watch Pang Ming run away.

On the 400-meter runway, Pang Ming ran [-] laps. His head and face were covered with sweat, and he didn't take off his hat and mask. I learned by watching other people on the playground.

Pang Ming exercised on the playground for about an hour, and he left at almost ten o'clock. Chen Feiyu left when Pang Ming ran more than ten laps.

Pang Ming went back to take a shower, lay on the bed and looked at Zhao Yi'an's photo for a while before going to bed.

Pang Ming said that he would go to Zhao Yi'an's dream to find him, but in fact, he didn't go to Zhao Yi'an, Zhao Yi'an came to him.

Zhao Yi'an had no dreams all night, and when Pang Ming fell asleep, Zhao Yi'an was all in his dreams.

Messy dreams, sometimes Zhao Yi'an said that those who wanted to chase him and marry him were lying to him, sometimes Zhao Yi'an said affectionately that he just liked the flirtatious energy of his coquettish bitch, and sometimes Zhao Yi'an told him that he had seen through it long ago With all his disguises, he fell in love with him deeply the first time he saw him and couldn't extricate himself...

This kind of situation made Pang Ming panic at times, chills at times, and pleasant surprise at times...

Zhao Yi'an was everywhere, his every expression and movement could influence Pang Ming's emotions, and Pang Ming was stuck in it and couldn't break free.

"Zhao Yi'an, no matter why you approach me, I like you, you are mine!" Pang Ming yelled in his dream, the illusion around him was shattered, Zhao Yi'an stood in front of him, deserted, like an exile.

Pang Ming ran over with all his strength, approached Zhao Yi'an and hugged him...

In the morning, Pang Ming was woken up by the ringing of the phone. When he went to touch the phone, he found that his pants were wet...

After scratching his hair, Pang Ming went to answer the phone first.

"Pang Ming, I heard people say that you went shopping and bought clothes yesterday. Are you rich? Didn't you go to filming?! What does it mean on Weibo? What kind of boyfriend? What kind of monster are you... You have to report everything to me, are you a pig brain? If you break the contract, can you afford the liquidated damages?" A woman's voice on the other end of the phone scolded Pang Ming very fast.

"Sister Jia, I asked the director for leave yesterday...the director agreed to it...you understand that the boyfriend thing is just a hype..." Pang Ming said speechlessly for two seconds.

The woman who called was Wang Jiaqi, the agent who signed Pang Ming's contract, and her attitude towards Pang Ming was never very good.

At the beginning, he signed Pang Ming because he was curious, but Pang Ming didn't know the truth of it. He thought that Wang Jiaqi had taken a fancy to his potential.

Unexpectedly, there are several different types of artist contracts. The one signed with Pang Ming is the lowest kind of overlord contract. Artists are the company's money-making machines. What kind of resources does the agent have at hand? If there is any drama to be played, even the agent has to be bribed to have such a chance.