There is a movie king [entertainment circle]

Pulling the curtains, I thought to myself, this time, I will give Huo Jingyang eight hours to solve this matter.

Ten o'clock, if he doesn't come back at ten o'clock, he will leave.

Sitting on the sofa in a daze, suddenly received a call from Mai Chang, "Hello, where are you?"

"Me? Of course I'm home. Right now, my parents are preparing tonight's New Year's Eve dinner, and my grandparents are also here. What's wrong with you? The voice doesn't sound right." Mai Chang's happy mood or It more or less made Wen Jian feel more comfortable, but also made her feel more lonely, feeling that the house was empty.

"It's nothing, just woke up, not energetic."

"Really? Well, you're still with Huo Jingyang, right? If you weren't together, you could come to my house and live with us." Mai Chang knew that Wen Jian's mother had been in poor health since the car accident. , raised in the countryside, Wen Jian hasn't been back these days.

It's not that I don't want to go back, it's that I can't go back.

Wen Jian let out a snort from her nasal cavity, as if she agreed, "Mai Chang, if I have nowhere to go, you can take me in."

"No problem, food and lodging included, but no sleeping with you~"

"You boy, say something indecent, forget it, I'll hang up first. By the way, do you want to call me?"

"No, I want to say Happy New Year to you."

"You too, happy new year."

Hanging up the phone, looking at the time, Wen Jian went to the bathroom to wipe her face, looked at the person in the mirror, smiled self-deprecatingly, turned around and walked into the kitchen, looked at the plastic bags and ingredients all over the floor, thought about it Those who want to accept their fate pick it up and cook.

Time passed slowly, and the noise in the kitchen never stopped from three o'clock in the afternoon to six o'clock.

The ribs are stewed inside, the fish is the last to be put into the pot, the spicy chicken is ready, and there is no need to worry about stir-frying. These can be done in a while.After arranging the order, Wen Jian started to cook the dishes step by step. When she was holding the vinegar, she suddenly thought that the two of them were making dumplings together last night, and that person today...

It was already eight o'clock when I came out of the kitchen.

In the concept of the older generation, the family should reunite early for the New Year's Eve dinner on New Year's Eve, eat early, and then watch the Spring Festival Gala together.

Sitting alone on the sofa, watching the Spring Festival Gala on TV, Wen Jian didn't pay attention to it at all, and kept looking at the clock on the wall.Nestled on the sofa, Wen Jian hugged the pillow, a sketch was playing on TV, and the audience laughed.

Wen Jian didn't think it was funny at all.

The program on TV will also tell the time. Wen Jian got up from the sofa, went into the room with a blank expression, took her coat, scarf and wallet, went to the entrance to put on her shoes, glanced at the dishes on the table, sneered, and shut down. The light closes the door.

Divide and unite [catch insects]

Walking out of the door of Huo Jingyang's house, Wen Jian sat outside the garage with her mobile phone in her hand and thought for a while, thinking whether he should be willful for a while, or should be more relaxed, and just left.

It's been more than a year, whether it's long or short, but if he really wanted to, then Huo Jingyang should have fallen in love with him long ago, not because he was always by his side, and he didn't have two hearts to make them care about and become a couple.However, Wen Jian didn't regret not bumping into the south wall, and Huo Jingyang treated him...

Wen Jian bet that he has feelings for her.

The glare of the headlights made Wen Jian raise his hand to block his eyes. When the headlights went out, someone was walking towards him. The sound of footsteps belonged to Huo Jingyang.

"Wen Jane?"

"Are you back?" Wen Jian raised her head, looked at Huo Jingyang, and suddenly remembered that every time he was in such a mess, Huo Jingyang always looked at him condescendingly.

Huo Jingyang nodded and stretched out his hand to pull Wen Jian up. He didn't explain anything, but simply said, "Let's go, it's not yet twelve o'clock, and we'll celebrate the New Year together after the dishes are heated."

Wen Jian nodded and said, "Okay."

Feeling that the fingers in his hands were cold, Huo Jingyang tightened his hands, took out the key to open the door, and suddenly saw Wen Jian's bag in the other hand, his eyes flashed, without asking, he looked at the dishes on the table, turned back Said to Wen Jian, "Go and put the things away, I'll go to the kitchen to heat up the dishes."

"Okay." At this time, Wen Jian could only say this word.

It was late, it was already eleven o'clock, Huo Jingyang warmed up the food and came out, Wen Jian was no longer embarrassed by the cold wind blowing outside for an hour just now, wearing off-white home clothes made him look warmer, just like his Delicate but not gentle eyebrows.

Sitting down quietly, picking up the bowls and chopsticks, looking at the coke poured into the cup, Wen Jian chuckled softly, unexpectedly, the two big men gave up the wine and started drinking with children like drinks.

"Happy New Year's Eve, Huo Jingyang."

"Happy New Year's Eve." The TV was turned on, and the host's voice was still telling the time. At this moment, there was one hour left before twelve o'clock.

The New Year's Eve dinner with only two people seemed unusually quiet, only the sound of eating and the sound of dishes and chopsticks accidentally touching each other could be heard.The dishes on the table were basically not moved, and the meal was coming to an end.

Wen Jian is destined not to want to do things like tidy up the dishes tonight. Huo Jingyang is a sensible person. After he consciously packed his things into the kitchen, he didn't wash them. Instead, he went back to the living room. Wen Jian hugged a pillow and sat lonely The scene in front of the lively TV fell into my eyes.

How can two people be lonely when they are clearly together?

I sat down by the sofa and watched the last part of the Spring Festival Gala. The four hosts were talking, and the Chinese New Year's Eve will soon be ushered in.

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one—

The sound of the fireworks blooming was synchronized with the sound on the TV, and the fireworks set off by nearby people also sounded outside the window, one after another, illuminating the entire night sky.

"Wen Jian, happy new year."

"Huo Jingyang, you're back." Wen Jian seemed to have realized at this time that Huo Jingyang was with her for the New Year's Eve.

Seeing Wen Jian's slightly sluggish expression, Huo Jingyang pulled him into his arms, stroked Wen Jian's head comfortingly, thinking how could a man in his 30s still bully a young man in his twenties like this, no? Do you bully the small with the big?

Lifting his head buried in his chest, Huo Jingyang said slowly, "I'm back, are you sleepy?"

The head in his arms shook his head, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his neck, eager to prove that this person was there, kissed him on his lips, and unbuttoned Huo Jingyang's shirt with his hands, too anxious Get your fingers entangled with your clothes.

"Wen Jian, look at me."

With a low voice and irresistible majesty, Wen Jian stopped, looked up at Huo Jingyang, her lips parted slightly.

"I'm by your side now, see clearly?"

"Huo Jingyang... Huo Jingyang... Huo Jingyang!" The one who falls in love first is the loser, Wen Jian lowered her eyes, and ruthlessly strangled Huo Jingyang's waist.

With a low sigh, he hugged him helplessly and walked towards the bedroom.He lifted the quilt and put the person in, and lay down himself, holding Wen Jian's hand and saying, "Go to sleep."

With her eyes closed, her body unconsciously leaned into Huo Jingyang's arms, but her back was facing him, her back was leaning against his chest, and her body curled up.

Early the next morning, Huo Jingyang woke up and found that the people around him were still asleep, their brows were tightly knit together, he couldn't help frowning, he stretched out his fingers to smooth the wrinkle, pulled the person closer to him, and put his arms around him. Around his waist, he wrapped his whole body into his arms.

"Hmm..." Wen Jian was disturbed from sleep by his movements, and Wen Jian grunted dissatisfiedly, moved her body, and suddenly froze.

"Wen Jane!"

"Huo Jingyang!" Wen Jian suddenly opened her eyes and sat up from beside Huo Jingyang, her eyes were a little empty.

Huo Jingyang frowned, then sat up, forced Wen Jian to face himself, and said displeasedly, "Wen Jian, wake up, you are not a child."

Looking at Huo Jingyang stiffly, after being stunned for a long time, Wen Jian came back to her senses, hugged Huo Jingyang, let out a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "Huo Jingyang, I almost left last night, I almost left , I told myself...it's not twelve o'clock yet, so, so I sat down and wondered if I should go, and then you came back."

The muffled voice made Huo Jingyang sound a little uncomfortable.

He always knew that Wen Jian had deep feelings for him, but Wen Jian never looked like this in front of him, instead she was a bit willful, or she was the stubborn and daring to speak when she first came to him, instead of Now this person worries about gains and losses and loses his soul.

"Wen Jian, tell me what to do with you."

What can I do?love me tell me you love me?Wen Jian is not a girl, although he wanted Huo Jingyang to say these words, it was not because of comforting him or moving him, let alone in bed.

"Huo Jingyang, let's do it."

He raised his head from Huo Jingyang's arms, with provocative eyes that he only had when facing Huo Jingyang. He took the initiative to put on Huo Jingyang's neck, pulled him down on the bed, turned over and sat astride him.

"Wen Jane."

"Don't talk!" He sealed his lips with his mouth in dissatisfaction, stretched out his hand to open the drawer, took out the things and prepared for the work in advance, and the other hand went to tease Huo Jingyang. cast on the body.

Faced with such direct and exciting teasing, normal men would not have so many cheating incidents if they could bear it.It was obvious that Huo Jingyang was a normal man, and his breathing gradually became hot, intertwined with Wen Jian's breathing.

Wen Jian was too impatient to wait. When she lifted her body up and put it down, she frowned fiercely and bit her lip. When they all entered, she lay on Huo Jingyang's body and panted heavily.

"Uh, uh." Wen Jian raised her head to look at Huo Jingyang, leaned forward and kissed him.

Huo Jingyang hugged him, turned over, and touched the joint, causing Wen Jian to snort and cast a strange look at Huo Jingyang.Huo Jingyang stood up slowly but forcefully, always taking into account Wen Jian's feelings, less tough than before, a little more lingering like wind and drizzle, and moved gently.

Carrying Wen Jian to the bathroom to clean the traces, checked Wen Jian's condition, she was a little red and swollen, frowned, and continued to clean.

"I'll get the medicine in a while."

"Ah."

Thinking of the incident just now, Wen Jian wished she could hide herself, it was too shameful, but - she didn't regret it.Lying on the bed and feeling the coolness behind her, Wen Jian lay her head on the pillow, drowsy.

"Take a nap."

"Well, you're not leaving, are you?"

"Don't go, stay with you."

Receiving a reassuring answer, Wen Jian let go of Huo Jingyang's hand, and fell asleep on the pillow, with her brows relaxed and a smile on her lips.Seeing his childish appearance, Huo Jingyang smiled, closed the door and walked into the living room with his childish appearance.

Dilemma

As a result of the mess in the morning, Wen Jian slept in bed all day, and didn't wake up until six o'clock in the evening. The discomfort in his body made his memory of the morning and last night more vivid.

There was a smell of food coming from the closed door, Huo Jingyang was still there, this was the only thought in Wen Jian's mind.Huo Jingyang didn't leave, but was still by his side.She ran her fingers along the bangs that had grown a lot on her forehead, and rubbed her eyes before getting up from the bed.

Opening the bedroom door, looking across the living room and seeing Huo Jingyang who happened to come out of the kitchen with a plate of dishes, Wen Jian didn't know what to say for a while.

The one who broke the silence and embarrassment was Huo Jingyang, who had never been very talkative.

"I just woke up to wash up, and then came to eat. I booked a plane ticket and flew directly to your mother's place at night. I came back in the third year of junior high school. I have already called Duan Jun from the production team, and he will take care of it. Join the group after five." Huo Jingyang told Wen Jian the itinerary for the next few days while arranging the bowls and chopsticks.

Standing there in a daze, listening to Huo Jingyang's words, it took a while to realize, and after a muffled reply, he turned back to the bathroom to wash up.

Wen Jian thought, is Huo Jingyang going to meet his parents?

The two of them are really strange, they almost broke up last night because Huo Jingyang came home late at night, but now they seem extremely harmonious and plan to go home to see the old man.

What a deal.

When she returned to the dining room, Wen Jian glanced at Huo Jingyang with a normal face, reached out to pick up the bowl, thought for a while and said, "Why do you want to book a ticket to my mother's?"

"It's a matter of politeness, and you haven't seen your mother for a year, it's time to see the old man." Huo Jingyang replied, as if this matter is so natural that there is no need for explanation, "Wen Jian, don't you want to go home? have a look?"

"I think so, but you don't have to do that." Wen Jian put down the bowl and chopsticks, stared at Huo Jingyang, and said seriously, "Huo Jingyang, are you trying to make up for something, or do you feel guilty that you owe me?"

Apart from this reason, Wen Jian couldn't think of any other reason.

Huo Jingyang put down the bowl and chopsticks, "Wen Jian, what do you think I should make up for? Why should I feel guilty that I owe you?"

"you--"

"I went home last night."

As soon as the words fell, Wen Jian suddenly raised her head and looked at Huo Jingyang with an expression of disbelief. Did he hear correctly just now?

Folding his arms, he looked at Wen Jian playfully, "Otherwise what do you think? Wen Jian, you don't know me well enough."

"I, I never dare to say that I understand you, because you always make me feel that I don't understand you." It's a very twisted sentence, but both of them know the meaning of this sentence.

After Wen Jian finished speaking, she buried her head and hid all of herself.

Seeing Wen Jian like this, Huo Jingyang sighed silently, let go of his hands, got up and walked to Wen Jian's side, "Wen Jian, look at me."

Looking up at Huo Jingyang who was squatting in front of her, Wen Jian felt very sad.

"Wen Jian, do you think I'm the one who eats from the pot and looks into the bowl? If I, Huo Jingyang, would sneak around if I wanted to be alone? No matter who it is, I wouldn't." Huo Jing thought, why was he in Wen Jian's heart? How is the image so bad?So untrustworthy.

"Then why didn't you just tell me when you got home?" Wen Jian sniffed and looked at Huo Jingyang with red eyes.

"Did I tell you where I went every time?" Huo Jingyang explained patiently, probably in response to his father's words. Wen Jian was different to him.

Wen Jian shook her head, suddenly stretched out her hand to hug Huo Jingyang's neck, rubbed her cheek against his face, and whispered, "Huo Jingyang, don't lie to me!"

Patting Wen Jian on the shoulder comfortingly, "I'm not lying to you, if I don't want you, I will tell you directly."

Seeing that Wen Jian, who had been out of order for a whole day, finally returned to normal, her appetite also returned, and she sat at the table to eat well. Huo Jingyang sat on the sofa and glanced at the situation in the dining room, looked away in satisfaction, and turned on the TV.

Yesterday when Wen Jian and Wen Jian were in the supermarket, they received a call from Zhang Hui. They left suddenly because they wanted to visit this 'old friend'. However, after driving a short distance, the car stopped on the side of the road and did not go to Zhang Hui's house. direction.

After stopping the car, Huo Jingyang was thinking, why did he come out suddenly, was it because of Zhang Hui?

Zhang Hui did have an influence on him, but it was definitely not what Wen Jian thought in his heart. Zhang Hui's departure back then was only his own decision, not forced by his family members, let alone their remaining love.

Did you hate Zhang Hui at the beginning?

Sitting in the car for more than half an hour, from the time after Zhang Hui left until the sudden intrusion of Wen Jian, an outsider, who made him take him by his side without any preparation, until now, what is Wen Jian like? feelings, Huo Jingyang——

He thought he understood.

Afterwards, it was only because of his hotheadedness and his father's personality that he went home, but after being with Wen Jian, if Huo Gang hadn't been forcing him to do some outrageous things, Huo Jingyang would never have confronted him head-on.

Of course, the experience of going home was unpleasant, and Huo Jingyang would not mention the process.

"Huo Jingyang."

Wen Jian's voice brought Huo Jingyang back from his own thoughts, and looked at Wen Jian who was already standing by the sofa, with an uneasy expression on his face.

He beckoned Wen Jian to sit down.

"Have you thought about what I said?"

"Huo Jingyang, are you saying that you don't want me now, does your... coming back mean... that you have the same feelings for me as I have for you?" Wen Jian sat there after eating and thought For more than half an hour, I kept thinking about the changes in Huo Jingyang these days.

If the reason for Huo Jingyang's change is what he thought——

Huo Jingyang smiled lowly, "My things will never be handed over to others, and I won't pay attention to a person who doesn't care about him, do you understand?"

"Ah."

This kind of answer is exclusive to Huo Jingyang.

Maybe not as deep as his feelings, but it is enough to bear Wen Jian's next efforts, so that he will not lose courage in the future.

Holding Huo Jingyang's neck affectionately, Wen Jian muttered, "I'm going to join the group on the fifth day of the fifth day, I really don't want to be separated." After speaking, she felt that Huo Jingyang was about to speak, Wen Jian interrupted with a smile, "I know what you want to say Huo Jingyang, I will stand in the same position as you, standing side by side, not following behind you."

Huo Jingyang smiled and ruffled Wen Jian's hair, but did not speak.

In front of Wen Jian, Huo Jingyang has never been stingy with his smile, but the smile now has more or less different emotions than before.

"Okay, pack some simple luggage and we should go to the airport." It was already twelve o'clock when the flight arrived there at this time, and the hotel and New Year's gifts had already been handed over to Sawyer.

Wen Jian nodded, pecked Huo Jingyang's lips, stepped on her slippers, went back to the bedroom, opened her bag that she hadn't had time to put back last night, took some of Huo Jingyang's clothes, and was about to go to the bathroom While washing things, Huo Jingyang had already appeared at the door of the bedroom with a new set of utensils.

Bending his eyes, he took the things in his hand, put them into the suitcase, wrapped the scarf around his neck, and dragged the suitcase to the door.

"Let's go."

"Well, the driver will be here in a while and take us to the airport."

"Oh, you remember to put on your scarf." Wen Jian put away her luggage and began to change her shoes. When she was sitting on the side putting on her shoes, Huo Jingyang casually put on her leather shoes and looked at Wen Jian who was tying her shoes.

"It's really a child."

"Then aren't you an old cow eating tender grass?" Just after finishing speaking, Huo Jingyang's face turned dark, and Wen Jian's mouth was opened and he forgot to close it.

Huo Jingyang gave a dry cough and pulled Wen Jian up from the steps, "Wen Jian, you're wrong. I'm just 11 years older than you. I'm definitely not an old cow. If you use a cow to describe me, you underestimate me."

Nodding silly, Wen Jian let Huo Jingyang lead her out of the gate and into the garden.When the headlights in front of him turned on, Wen Jian came back to his senses, and looked at Huo Jingyang annoyed, how could he get himself into it with a single sentence, Huo Jingyang's sense of humor and ability to make cold jokes should not be underestimated.

After getting into the car, the driver in front of him was Huo Jingyang's personal driver. Apart from Suoya and Duan Jun, there was another person in the company who knew about their relationship.

When we arrived at the airport, it was after ten o'clock. After registering at the counter, the two boarded the plane and waited for the landing after more than two hours.

After taking the seat, Wen Jian thought, thanks to Huo Jingyang's wealth, the two of them were seated in the first class, otherwise if it was just the economy class, they would have frozen to death, the conditions of the economy class can only be understood by those who have been in the economy class in winter.

Of course, the short flight is not too much mind, the long distance is really unbearable.

"Sleep in the hotel tonight, and come back to your house tomorrow morning after tidying up and refreshing." Huo Jingyang looked at Wen Jian who was already leaning on the back of the chair and was about to take a nap, and confessed, "I'm curious, how should you introduce my identity."

"Uh, you can say what you want." Wen Jian finished speaking quickly, buried her head in the blanket, and avoided Huo Jingyang's gaze.

Say what you want?Huo Jingyang raised his eyebrows, folded his arms and leaned on the back of the chair, and began to catch up on sleep.

After arriving at the hotel, the two fell into the soft big bed after a simple wash, fell asleep deeply one after the other, and slept soundly until the next morning.

When standing at the door of Wen Jian's mother's house, Wen Jian's palms were covered with sweat. After hesitating for a long time, she still didn't dare to press the doorbell, but Huo Jingyang, who was on the side, had no intention of pressing the doorbell at all. Wen Jian gritted her teeth and pressed the doorbell. After a while, footsteps were heard from inside.

The person who came to open the door was a woman in her 40s. When she saw Wen Jian, she was obviously taken aback, "Xiao, Xiaojian?"

"Mom, it's me. I'll come back to celebrate the New Year with you." Wen Jian squeezed out a smile, raised the gift in her hand, and looked at her mother.

Huo Jingyang patted him on the back in secret, with a smile on his face, which made his finely carved face look more handsome, and everyone was welcome, "Hello, Auntie, I'm Wen Jian's friend, don't mind me and you guys Let's celebrate the New Year together? Wen Jian has always said that Auntie's craftsmanship is very good."

"I don't mind, I don't mind, come in! Come in, it's cold outside." Wen Jian's mother looked at the two, let them enter the room sideways, and then closed the door behind.

It's icy and snowy outside, and the room inside is harmonious.

new scandal

After what happened on New Year's Eve, the relationship between Huo Jingyang and Wen Jian suddenly returned from a frozen state to a couple in the period of passionate love. Naturally, the ups and downs were not easy to stage in front of their parents. Seeing Huo Jingyang who left the bed to prepare breakfast, a distressed expression appeared on his face.

Naturally, the next two days were not much better, Wen Jian asked Huo Jingyang before his consciousness was completely overwhelmed by lust, did he have been stimulated by anything recently to have such a big need.

Huo Jingyang kissed the tip of his nose and said in a low voice, "So that you won't be paralyzed on the bed again when you come back next time."

After saying this, the stimulation given to Wen Jian made Wen Jian have no time to think, isn't he also paralyzed on the bed now?What a difference!

On the fifth day of the fifth day of the lunar new year, Wen Jian had the idea of ​​not wanting to sleep in Huo Jingyang's bed for the first time while supporting her overused waist at the airport.

Duan Jun glared fiercely at Huo Jingyang, who was smiling like a fox, and said angrily, "Such a big man, he should know the seriousness, right? Don't let me worry about one or two!"

This time the next drama was a costume drama. Although it was titled as a historical epic, Wen Jian had read the script, and the first thought in her mind was - what a bloody story.The story of Edward VIII and Mrs. Simpson happened to be a widely circulated story among people who love beauty but don't love country.

The emperor is ruthless, how can there be so many personal affairs with children, abandoning the family and the country.

"Hiss~!" Wen Jian's foot was suddenly stepped on hard, and she wondered in her heart, this is very neat, the foot is placed inside, if it is placed in the aisle, how can someone step on it?Frowning, he saw a man wearing sunglasses.

A little familiar.

After the man glanced at Wen Jian, he said with a flat smile, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my foot slipped."

"It's okay, please don't slip your feet next time." Wen Jian didn't agree with this man's attitude very much, but he apologized, and it's a bit unreasonable to hold on to it. Why bother to get involved in irrelevant people. Woolen cloth.

Duan Jun looked at the back of walking away, suddenly remembered something, looked at Wen Jian, and found that Wen Jian continued to close his eyes, so he didn't speak.

One thing more is worse than one thing less, and maybe he was wrong?

Arriving at the hotel arranged by the crew, Wen Jian met a man unexpectedly in the hotel lobby. When checking in at the counter, Wen Jian saw the man wearing sunglasses on the plane.

After taking off the sunglasses, I can see who it is, isn't it the composer of this show, Qin Luo, the genius in the music circle?

"It turned out to be you. I'm sorry on the plane today. I didn't mean it." Qin Luo looked at Wen Jian, and then at Duan Jun who was following him in a hen state, and couldn't help but smile, "I came here to find inspiration, After the theme song is finished, there are still some episodes that have no inspiration, maybe seeing the wonderful performances of you actors on the spot will give you good inspiration."

Wen Jian was not very used to Qin Luo's familiarity, so she just nodded and left with Duan Jun.

Staring at the back of Wen Jian and Duan Jun leaving, Qin Luo raised his eyebrows, it's really interesting that a person is not interested in him at all.

Duan Jun turned around suddenly, met Qin Luo's naughty smile with a cold look, retracted his gaze, dragged his luggage, and explained some recent itinerary to Wen Jian.

Looking at the pillars in the shadow hall, I can see my own image, no matter how I look at it, I can still see it, right?I think back then, many people persuaded him to take an idol job~ If he had gone then, he must be doing well now.

Qin Luo shrugged, took the room card and went upstairs on his own.

He has no interest in interpreting different lives. His own life is already a mess, and it's too late to sort it out.

"Wen Jian, that Qin Luo, if you see him, get out of the way." Duan Jun said this before leaving the house after making arrangements for Wen Jian.

Wen Jian stood at the door, looked at Duan Jun, paused for a moment, and then said, "Qin Luo is the same person as me, I know. However, not everyone like Huo Jingyang can see me as a boring person. "He replied indifferently, seeing that Duan Jun just frowned, turned and left without speaking again.Wen Jian thought, Duan Jun's worry was unfounded this time.

He had heard about Qin Luo's reputation, and it wasn't very good, and he always liked people in their twenties with taste, not Huo Jingyang's taste, that is, he wouldn't like him.

I'm going to try on clothes later, because of special reasons, Wen Jian didn't try on clothes before, but went directly to the group to participate in the shooting, so after an hour's rest, I had to go to the dressing room to try on clothes more than three hours in advance, and finally Make sure to dress up.

This morning, he was messing around on Huo Jingyang's bed, and now seeing that the bed was so sleepy, he picked up his phone and set the alarm clock in a daze, then lay down on the bed to catch up on sleep, so as to welcome the second drama in his life.

Not long after falling down, there was a sudden loud knock on the door, accompanied by screams and noises, Wen Jian got up from the bed annoyed, grabbed her hair and went to the door to open it, asking angrily, "What's the matter? I'm still sleeping, for a while—"

Before he finished speaking, he was pulled out of the room by someone, and he stumbled and ran downstairs after the visitor. Not long after he ran, he heard Duan Jun calling him from behind, and stared blankly at the man who was holding his wrist. people.

Qin Luo?

After Duan Jun heard the alarm in the hotel, he immediately took his luggage up to the next door to find Wen Jian, who knew that when he went out, he saw Wen Jian being dragged away by Qin Luo, secretly gritted his teeth and resigned to his fate, and gave Wen Jian's luggage to him. Put it on, and hurriedly ran downstairs from the safety stairs.

"Qin Luo, Qin Luo, slow down!" Wen Jian gasped and shouted, Qin Luo glanced at Wen Jian, and found that he didn't even wear shoes, his feet were bare, and his clothes had marks of pressure, helplessly Spread your hands.

"I'm sorry, now you can make me feel wronged." After finishing speaking, he picked up Wen Jian and ran down, complaining, "You don't look like much meat, why are you so heavy!"

"Hey! What are you doing? I'm not a woman. I can go by myself!" Wen Jian's expression was really ugly. A big man was being carried on his back without any illness or pain. What do you think?Especially with their identities, they don't know what the media should say.

Qin Luo rushed to the side of the road outside the hotel on the first floor, and there were already many guests on the lower floors standing there dragging their luggage or just waking up.

In winter, it is really cold to stand like this.

He untied his scarf and put it on Wen Jian. Seeing that Jian Wen was about to speak again, Qin Luo quickly interrupted, "I'm just doing what's right, and in special times, don't you act like you're rejecting others!"

They lived on the seventh floor, and it took a lot of effort to run down. When Duan Jun came out of the hotel, what he saw was the scene of Qin Luo putting a scarf on Wen Jian, his face darkened, and he dragged his luggage up.

"Wen Jian, these are clothes, put them on." Handing over the clothes, she pulled down the scarf and handed it to Qin Luo, "Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner later."

"Hehe, you shouldn't have said that, right? I didn't save you." Qin Luo smiled and took the scarf, and blocked Duan Jun with one sentence.

Wen Jian didn't understand why these two people seemed to have an enmity, and they couldn't get along when they met. It's not too tiring to be a stickler in these words.

Rubbing her hands, putting on her shoes, Wen Jian buried her whole face in the scarf, her eyes were exposed, she looked at Duan Jun and asked, "What's going on? Why did it catch fire?" It's really unlucky, I just lay down It caught fire, but fortunately he was not asleep, otherwise Qin Luo would have hit the door just now.

Duan Jun calmed down, and pulled Wen Jian away from Qin Luoyuan, "The floor above us caught fire. It seems that something caught fire and it was out of control."

"What a pity, what about the rest of the crew?"

"We are in the same hotel, and we are probably heading back. Everyone is filming, but only a few people are here." After Duan Jun finished speaking, he glanced at Qin Luo who was smiling happily, glared at him, and then turned around. Looking at Wen Jian, "We will arrange another hotel later, let's sit in a nearby place."

"Ah."

When he was about to sit in a shop on the opposite street, Qin Luo came over and saw the two of them were about to leave, with their hands in their trouser pockets, "The hotel will take a count of the number of people in a while, it's not good for you to leave like this ?”

Duan Jun frowned, then walked towards the hotel staff who were not far away, talked to them a few words and returned to Wen Jian, "Sorry, we can leave now."

Qin Luo shrugged, expressing that he would not interfere with their going or staying, but when the two of them left, he leaned into Wen Jian's ear and said, "Hey, do you still owe me a thank you and a meal?"

"Heh, if there is a chance, I will definitely invite you, and thank you." Wen Jian is not a stingy person either, after speaking, he and Duan Jun dragged their luggage and left.

Duan Jun had no time to take care of Qin Luo, so he called the director and the producer to explain the situation while dragging his luggage. The broker is very competent.

Thanks to Duan Jun, he could understand many things so quickly.

Sitting in the coffee shop, Wen Jian took out her mobile phone to scroll through Weibo. There were many fans leaving messages and new replies. She was planning to weed Weibo to satisfy the fans’ demands, when she suddenly saw a new post, curious After clicking to open the content, his face changed.

"Duan Jun."

Duan Jun, who was on the opposite side, heard Wen Jian calling him, and after being taken aback for a moment, he finished talking to the people over there and asked doubtfully, "What? Were you injured when you went downstairs?"

Wen Jian raised her head, "No, it's more troublesome than that. With Qin Luo's favor this time, I have a chance to be a hot topic."

After speaking, he handed the phone to Duan Jun, and leaned back in the chair with a wry smile.

Duan Jun took the mobile phone, looked at the photo on it, his face darkened, put the mobile phone on the table, rubbed his forehead, "This Qin Luo! He really killed him, every time he gets in contact with him, he always has nothing to do. Good thing!"

The Weibo content is exactly the scene of Wen Jian's disheveled clothes, disheveled hair and bare feet, asking Qin Luo to put a scarf on him.

No coincidence

The photos of Qin Luo and Wen Jian were uploaded on the Internet, and many fans began to dig deeper into the commonalities and intersections of these two people, and the result was nothing more than that the two of them had no intersection at all.

However, the two people in the photo behave intimately and look like they just woke up in disheveled clothes. Qin Luo's sexual orientation is public in the circle, and Wen Jian is a newcomer. With Qin Luo's background, it is natural to guess Could the person behind Wen Jian be Qin Luo?

In the hotel newly arranged by the crew, Wen Jian was sitting on the sofa, holding a newly purchased tablet and scrolling through Weibo, with the script and a cup of coffee in hand.

In the middle of the night, there are many night scenes in costume dramas. It has been filming for a week. It is rare for Wen Jian to have no night scenes tonight. Unable to bear the severe cold outside, she goes back to the hotel and reads the script. She does not intend to learn from the seniors who are filming— —It's too cold outside.

A lot of Aite on Weibo are related to this matter with Qin Luo. He specifically went to see Qin Luo’s Weibo, but Qin Luo posted an explanation question, and even reported the news that the hotel was on fire. send on