Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Deng Qing didn't want to admit that he, a big star, a young man at the beginning of his glorious life, the center of attention, the idol of millions of people, fell in love with a divorced woman with children.

His past love experiences clearly told him that this kind of hexagram was not what he liked.

But reality slapped him in the face. He even wanted a kissing scene and almost had sex with her last night.

What's even more terrifying is that in addition to the explainable physiological impulses, there is even a real desire for further personal emotional development.

Just like when he was thinking of a solution just now, if she hadn't come up with this idea, he would have wanted to directly announce the relationship to stop the gossip. Although he knew that she didn't have such thoughts about him, it was not impossible to get married first and fall in love later. They were almost the same age, and he would get married sooner or later. If this person was her, it would be good too.

It was like there was a force pulling him closer, or making him move closer unconsciously.

There are many people around him who are better than her in terms of figure, appearance, temperament and talent, but in the end, he was attracted to her.

What kind of power or charm is that? I don't know!

Could it be the glory of motherhood? When Deng Qing thought of this word, she almost slapped herself in the face.

Deng Qing told himself that since he couldn't get her, he should stay away from this woman.

But he honestly took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Zhuge Qinuo: "What are you doing?"

Finally, he no longer had to resist looking for her.

Now there is a good reason, because he still needs to figure out the difference of Zhuge Qinuo and what attracts him to her. Only when he figured it out can he let it go.

Zhuge Qinuo didn't reply, but Mi Bei sent a WeChat message: "Brother Deng, how are you? Let's have dinner together tonight?"

"It's better not to go out in the current situation, otherwise Lao Jin will be furious." Deng Qing replied.

Not long after, Zhuge Qinuo replied: "Eat and sleep."

"Aren't you going to hit Doudou?" Deng Qing was inexplicably excited. He made a joke and regretted it after sending it, but it would be even worse to withdraw it.

"Are you here to be a beanie?"

"This woman is really reckless now, and getting bolder." He complained about her directness, but her body was very honest. He didn't want to scold her, but couldn't help but quickly typed to explain: "I wanted to come to you, I'm busy here, and I'm even bored alone. But I'm afraid that someone will take pictures outside, which is not good."

"What are you afraid of? The door is open, you come and I go, openly and aboveboard. If we hide it like this, people will say we are deliberately avoiding suspicion."

"So, do you want to go or should I?" Deng Qing perked up and had the urge to rush to the bathroom to tidy up her hair.

Zhuge Qinuo couldn't help but raise her eyebrows after reading the WeChat message. She replied: "Well, that's what you said, but you are too kind. You really provide materials for your journalist friends."

Deng Qing received the reply, which was like a bucket of cold water poured over her head: "You are the one who flirts with her, and you are the one who fails."

The more this happens, the more unbearable some things seem.

"These are nine words that convey temper."

Zhuge Qinuo sensed a hint of ambiguity in the words and pretended not to understand.

"With a temper, some people won't care, right?"

Deng Qing refused to give in, and her words even revealed a hint of coquettishness.

Zhuge Qinuo would understand: "I care, I care. How dare I, a small commoner, offend the movie king? I'll treat you to dinner tonight? The hot pot we agreed on last time has not been fulfilled. Call Mi Bei when the time comes, and you guys disguise yourself tonight, and we'll go?"

Just these few words seemed to have cleared up all the knots in Deng Qing's heart.

He was more than willing to take the risk of going out with her during this time of crisis. He wanted to experience these thrills with her.

After arguing with the agent for a long time, they finally agreed on a travel plan with the agent trying hard to hold back his anger and Deng Qing trying to please them in every way possible.

After doing all this, Deng Qing felt like a huge stone was lifted off his chest and slept peacefully.

It had been a long time since he had slept so carefree and unrestrainedly during the day.

If it wasn’t Zhuge Qinuo’s WeChat, he wouldn’t know how long he would sleep.

When he woke up, they started the hot pot dinner plan as they had agreed. However, Mi Bei was called back to the crew and couldn't join them.

After the agent left, Assistant Liu went to Zhuge Qinuo's room. Zhuge Qinuo changed into Assistant Liu's clothes and put on a mask and came back to find Deng Qing.

The two changed their clothes and waited for a taxi to go to the hot pot restaurant for dinner. No one would have thought that at this critical moment, Deng Qing would still have the mind to do these things. She staged a golden cicada escape and easily got rid of the people following her.

When getting in the car, Deng Qing helped Zhuge Qinuo hold the door and let her go in first. However, he himself did not sit in the passenger seat, but sat next to her.

As soon as he sat down, he took her hand and said, "Honey, my cold is almost healed, can I not wear this mask?"

"What's going on? The sound really sounds like someone with a cold."

Although she was speechless, she quickly understood what he meant: "No, don't pick it! Listen to your own voice! Do you want to infect me?"

After she finished speaking, she tried to pull her hand away, but he held it tightly.

"Don't remove it, don't remove it, it won't infect you, and it won't be good for the baby later."

"Baby?"

If I was speechless just now, I must be shocked now.

He couldn't get rid of her, so Zhuge Qinuo fought back verbally and reminded her: "You're out traveling and you're still sick! You're too weak, dear."

"I am weak and cannot take care of myself, so I need you to take care of me."

After Deng Qing finished speaking, she leaned on her shoulder and started to act coquettishly.

Fearing that Deng Qing would say something even more ridiculous, Zhuge Qinuo chose not to respond too much and just go along with whatever he said.

The two of them sang the same tune, which indeed solved the problem of wearing masks late at night. The driver did not doubt Deng Qing's identity, but just watched them show off their love with an auntie's smile.

When they arrived at the place, they did not take off their masks in the reserved private room. Instead, regardless of whether there were people around or not, they re-enacted the scene in the taxi with added and subtracted parts.

After all the dishes were served and the waiter was told not to come in again, Deng Qing took off her mask and spoke, "Madam Boss, you are so generous. The dishes are so rich that we can't finish them. It will be wasted."

"It won't happen again! But today I'm willing to spend all my money to satisfy you. Who told me to invite the movie king to dinner for the first time? It has to be extravagant." Zhuge Qinuo flattered with obvious traces.

"You are so cocky, you look a bit like your brother, you are really a family."

Zhuge Qinuo smiled emotionlessly and immediately changed the subject: "Big actor, are you addicted to acting? You just performed two scenes in the car and here. It was totally unnecessary. I don't understand why you did this."

Seeing Zhuge Qinuo sneer, he regretted it: "Yeah, why mention him at this time?"

Even though her change of topic was so abrupt, dry and crisp that it was about to break.