President Domineering Lover for 30 days

Chapter12

Across a wall, bursts of laughter came from "Sinking Fish and Wild Goose", and "Closed Moon and Shameful Flowers" seemed to have a group of shameful flowers sitting there, so delicate that no one spoke.

Huang Lisabai often smiles, he is much earlier than Gu Ranhun in this circle, and has a wide network of contacts, which is not lost to many Wen Ti and others.

It can be said that Gu Ran is able to have what he is today, and his credit is indispensable.

Lisabeth Huang also just found out about Yan Yuan's matter, and she hasn't had time to tell Gu Ran yet.

Who knew that after he left for such a short time, this person came to the door, thinking that Gu Ran had a good personality, and a needle hidden in the cotton made a soft nail.

Yan Yuan was a little embarrassed, Huang Lisabeth also had a nickname in the circle, "Big Yellow Crazy".

Crazy madness.

The other actors at the table were happy to watch the play, and they didn't make a sound. In the end, Wen Ti spoke up to smooth things over: "Yes, why not? Our Best Actor Gu is the living star of "Blade", and that is Little Sun Cen Ji."

Cen Ji, the protagonist of "Blade", was dubbed "Little Sunshine" by netizens in a still photo in the first unit of the play.

Before Huang Lisabeth got angry, Gu Ran shook his head at him, looked at the hot tea in his hand, and smiled: "Director Wen is also an old surfer."

A turmoil at the dinner table was annihilated in his laughter.

On Gu Ran's left is Leng Yuhan, on the right is Wen Ti, Huang Lisabai handed the bag to Gu Ran, and sat down on the vacant seat.

After sitting down, he secretly looked at Leng Yuhan. In fact, he had arrived when Yan Yuan was speaking. If Leng Yuhan hadn't interjected, he would have directly caught Yan Yuan and sent him back, but Leng Yuhan would have done that. It was also beyond his expectations.

Huang Lisabeth thought of Chenos's kiss, and secretly sighed. Based on his understanding of Gu Ran, the current situation might be better.

At least the person who kept saying that he was in love with dating, knew how to speak up at critical moments.

Huang Lisabai drank a sip of wine, sipped her hatred and resentment, and experienced the sadness of the domestic cabbage being slapped by pigs alone.

Or maybe a domesticated pig was abducted by cabbage? !

The bag contained the diagnosis and treatment reports. Gu Ran would have a physical examination twice a year, and he would go get the diagnosis and treatment reports himself. This time he entered the group early this time and couldn’t get away, so he asked Huang Lisabai to get them.

Gu Ran glanced into the bag, the sealed bag was tightly sealed and had not been opened, and there were two boxes of medicine beside it.

Seeing that he was not moving, Leng Yuhan moved the stool over and asked, "Don't you like tea?"

I changed Gu Ran to hot tea just now, but he didn't take a sip.

"No."

Those two boxes of medicine...

Gu Ran gripped the bag tightly, obviously absent-minded.

Leng Yuhan frowned, and suddenly reached out.

"Thorn-"

The stool screeched against the floor.

The room was quiet, Wen Ti looked over: "What's wrong?"

Leng Yuhan swept across Gu Ran without a trace, and said calmly: "The thing fell."

Leng Yuhan bent down to pick up the bag, something flashed across his mind, and it disappeared in an instant. He hung the bag on the back of Gu Ran's chair.

Gu Ran came back to his senses and said, "Sorry."

"It's okay, I didn't say hello."

After Leng Yuhan finished speaking, he paused for a moment, and finally obeyed his heart, took Gu Ran's left hand and spread it out, only to see that the palm had already been pinched, and there were a few red marks on the nails.

Gu Ran let out a long breath, stroked his brow bone with his right hand, feeling a little annoyed for no reason, because he was overly emotional just now.

Leng Yuhan suddenly pulled the bag out of his hand, and he struggled subconsciously.

Feeling hot and humid in his palm, Gu Ran raised his head and saw Leng Yuhan lowering his head and blowing on his hand.

The man's neatly trimmed hair looked dark under the light, his exposed ears were small and white, and his low eyebrows were pleasing to the eye, like a soft rabbit.

The palm of the hand was a little hot, and the voice of the surrounding conversation gradually decreased. Gu Ran curled up his fingertips and pulled his hand back: "Thank you, I'm fine."

He sat upright, just to miss Leng Yuhan's gaze.

Leng Yuhan frowned unobtrusively: "You don't need to say thank you to me."

Some thanks are polite, and some thanks are alienation. He can't tell which kind of Gu Ran is the most, but there is no difference. These words are all signs of not being intimate enough.

Inexplicably, I don't like this kind of answer, as if they were not born to have a distance other than intimacy.

Gu Ran froze, and suddenly raised his head to look at Leng Yuhan, with obvious surprise in his eyes, but the person he was looking at happened to turn around and didn't notice his gaze.

Leng Yuhan took the tea that was handed to Gu Ran earlier, poured it into the soup bowl, and slowly replaced it with another cup of tea.

He has received an elite education since he was a child, and his gestures are full of grandeur. A real son of a wealthy family, even if he exchanges a cup of tea for others, it is like a pleasing painting.

Gentle and attractive painting.

It wasn't until the hot tea was handed in front of him that Gu Ran regained his senses, and almost couldn't restrain himself from saying "thank you".

His throat was dry and itchy, Gu Ran took a sip of tea to relieve it a little.

As soon as he put down the glass, the phone in his pocket vibrated non-stop.

Gu Ran doesn't like ringtones that start suddenly, and the phone is often on vibrate on weekdays. He glanced at it, and a familiar name was displayed on the screen.

A few people away, Gu Ran looked up and met Huang Lisabai's gaze, who pointed to the phone.

Brother Shang: Drink less tea.

Brother Shang: I brought you cold medicine, which is in the bag.

Brother Shang: Remember to take medicine after eating.

Gu Ran just let go of the heart he was holding, moved his long fingers slightly, and replied "um".

"Pinxiangju" is the largest restaurant near Shudian. The owner often receives all kinds of big names in the entertainment industry, and he is well prepared for the crew of "Blade's Edge" to come to dinner.

When the food was served, the boss came with the waiter and knocked on the door himself, asking if it was convenient for Fang to take a photo after dinner.

This is the consistent practice of "Pinxiangju". The boss has a good personality and is very generous, and he is rarely rejected.

"Blade's Edge" was not filmed in secret, many people and Wen Ti had no objection, and told the boss to shoot after dinner.

The dishes were almost ready, and the boss asked someone to bring over a handmade pastry, which was counted as a heartfelt gesture, and the world of adults is decent and polite.

The pastry just came out of the store, made according to the ancient method, and it has not been on the menu. It was originally used for tasting in the store, and it happened to be given to each of the two private rooms.

It was only at this time that Gu Ran calmed down. He didn't listen to Huang Lishabai's instructions, and drank a full cup of hot tea, which warmed his body.

On the round table used in the private room, the pastries were turned just in front of him. The small pastries were exquisite, shaped into peach blossoms, thin red, with a faint floral fragrance.

Gu Ran became interested, and didn't move his chopsticks all night. This time, for the first time, he picked up two more pieces and neatly stacked them on a small plate.

A white porcelain plate the size of a palm, with a blue pattern around the edge, and two small pastries facing each other, like an afternoon tea carefully arranged by a little girl.

Leng Yuhan observed Gu Ran silently, secretly remembering that he likes to eat sweets, and the answer of chasing people said, try to match the preferences of the pursued as much as possible, and the success rate of matching what he likes will greatly increase.

The assistant of Leng's Group far away sneezed, even if he tried to think about it, he couldn't guess that he would have been assigned two impossible tasks: picking up the car and buying desserts.

The second task was canceled when Gu Ran pushed the plate in front of Leng Yuhan, Leng Yuhan tilted his head, his normally bright head couldn't keep up with Gu Ran's train of thought.

After a while, Leng Yuhan raised his eyebrows: "Want me to feed you?"

Gu Ran smiled and said, "Hey yourself."

The pink pastry made people move their index fingers, and the side of Leng Yuhan's face turned red: "Then I will feed you?"

Gu Ran: "?"

It wasn't until Leng Yuhan bit a pastry and looked over that Gu Ran understood what he meant, Chenos's sweet milk, and Pinxiangju's small pastries.

He said hello, that kind of hello.

Gu Ran coughed softly, wanted to look away but couldn't bear the crimson look on Leng Yuhan's face, that red was more attractive than peach blossom cakes.

He took the teacup pretending to be natural, and when he reached his mouth, he realized that he had just finished drinking the tea. Fortunately, the cup was made of white porcelain of the same style as the saucer, and it would be a shame if it were a glass cup.

Gu Ran comforted himself like this, but the comforting effect lasted only three seconds.

"Didn't you finish drinking?"

Leng Yuhan said with doubts, took the teacup in Gu Ran's hand under Gu Ran's frozen gaze, and refilled the cup of tea naturally.

The heat is transmitted to the fingertips through the thin cup wall, which is a temperature that is just not hot.

Gu Ran folded his hands together, holding the teacup, and asked, "Is serving tea and water a hobby, or is it just for chasing people?"

"Neither of them." Leng Yuhan picked up the second piece of pastry, and glanced over Gu Ran's lips, "Is kissing a hobby, or is it an exclusive behavior to taste sweets?"

Gu Ran took a deep look at him, imitating his answer: "None."

Leng Yuhan asked: "Why is that?"

The question from a long time ago was brought up again, compared to the last time it was easily distracted, this time Leng Yuhan was much stronger.

He moved unhurriedly, as if winning a few percentage points in a negotiation is within his grasp.

Gu Ran sighed softly in his heart, and finally replied shamelessly: "I asked first."

As soon as these words came out, the initiative was transferred to Leng Yuhan. A certain CEO understood, and a smile could not be let out from the corner of his mouth, the fish was hooked.

He was always willing to answer Gu Ran's questions. It would be better if he could get the answer he wanted while telling the truth.

The actor Xiao Gu pretended to be capable, no matter what he did, he couldn't resist Leng Yuhan who had soaked his bone marrow in the shopping mall, and he was trapped in it with a simple trick.

Leng Yuhan put the pastry he had bitten into on the plate, and wiped off the pastry crumbs on his fingers with a paper towel. Within a few seconds of this action, he suppressed his overly excited state of mind.

After all, Gu Ran couldn't equate with the plan, and he didn't respond to tens of millions of liquid funds. He was so excited after hearing Gu Ran's truth once in a while.

The heart is beating like a drum, and the adrenaline is soaring.

Leng Yuhan tapped the teacup in Gu Ran's hand, and "accidentally" tapped the hand holding the teacup, on the slender knuckles of the tiger's mouth.

"I poured you tea because I didn't want you to drink." Leng Yuhan lowered his voice and asked back with a smile, "Who dares you to put down the tea I've poured?"

There are no small people in the whole room, but there is only one person who can control the absolute right to speak.

No one wants to have trouble with money, not to mention that Leng Yuhan has the entire Leng Group in addition to being a sponsor. If he gets involved, it will not only be a matter of the entertainment industry.

Gu Ran's mouth was numb, and his whole heart was softened by this answer.

Everything is afraid of meaning. Once there is meaning, even simple behaviors will become more special.

There is no need to ask the rest, as for why, he can guess.

Gu Ran felt a little sweetness, even looking at the teacup, she felt that it was very delicate.

"It's your turn, you haven't answered me yet." Leng Yuhan urged.

Gu Ran didn't make a sound, this was something he intentionally brought about, and he never promised to answer from the beginning to the end.

He wanted to bully Leng Yuhan, but the other party's answer was so cute that he couldn't bear it.

The one in front of him is a little fool, the kind who doesn't know anything.

So Gu Ran chose to answer honestly.