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"Mu Yuyao." Yan Hong hurriedly shouted after her.

But Mu Yuyao, who was walking straight ahead, didn't seem to hear her cry.

"Mu Yuyao." Yan Hong yelled again, and at the same time quickened his pace to catch up, running directly in front of Mu Yuyao to block her way, "Wait a minute, I want to talk to you."

Mu Yuyao stopped in her tracks, her thin body was swaying in the cold wind, her eyes were half-closed, and under the moonlight, her eyes flickered: "Well... what do you want to say..."

When she opened her mouth, there was a strong smell of alcohol, accompanied by the smell of perfume on her body, Yan Hong frowned unconsciously, and asked, "Did you drink a lot?"

Mu Yuyao's face was stained with drunkenness, she tried hard to open her eyes to see Yan Hong in front of her clearly: "Well...it seems like I drank three bottles...it shouldn't be a lot..."

While talking, Mu Yuyao bit her lower lip and made an expression of thinking hard, as if thinking about whether three bottles of beer is too much.This Mu Yuyao lost her usual seriousness and indifference, and looked a little more cute in Yan Hong's eyes.

And the usual Mu Yuyao is not so easy to talk, if she is not drunk, she will definitely treat Yan Hong who chased after her to look for her coldly.

But seeing Mu Yuyao's drunken appearance, Yan Hong was a little hesitant to say an apology, maybe she wouldn't remember it the next day.

While Yan Hong was silent, Mu Yuyao tilted her head and looked at her with hazy eyes for a few seconds, then said in a naive voice, "Don't you have something to say to me?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push you away just now..." Yan Hong lowered his eyelids and said, "I just haven't gotten used to it, after all, I'm really not used to suddenly changing from a friend to a lover... I promise it will be much better next time..." In the last words, there were doubts that Yan Hong himself was not sure about.

"It's okay... did something happen just now?" Mu Yuyao shook her head in a daze, but just as she said a word, she suddenly tripped and fell straight forward.

"Hey! Be careful!" Yan Hong hurriedly supported Mu Yuyao who was falling towards her.

Although Mu Yuyao is very thin, she is still a tall woman with a height of 1.7 meters [-]. Yan Hong's height is [-] centimeters shorter than hers. In addition, this happened completely out of the blue, so Yan Hong, who was caught off guard, was a little prepared nor.The result can be imagined - both of them fell to the grass in embarrassment.

The smell of fresh grass hits the nostrils.

The unlucky Yan Hong was directly pressed under Mu Yuyao's body like a mattress of human flesh. The worst thing was that Mu Yuyao didn't know if it was intentional, but she fell asleep lying on her chest like this? !

Although the fall was not very serious this time, there was still a tingling pain in the back when it hit the ground. Yan Hong gritted her teeth and pushed Mu Yuyao, who was leaning on her chest with her eyes closed and seemed to be asleep. .

"Mu Yuyao, get up!"

Mu Yuyao remained motionless.

"Hello." Yan Hong turned up the volume, and pushed Mu Yuyao hard again, "Get up quickly, it's very cold here, if you want to sleep, let's go back to sleep in the tent."

"En..." Mu Yuyao finally reacted to Yan Hong's big movement, she frowned and slightly opened her eyes, moved her body to a comfortable position, then closed her eyes and fell asleep.

"..." Yan Hong was completely speechless at this moment.

She thought that their posture at this time must be very intimate, her chin rested on the top of Mu Yuyao's head, she could feel the softness of that hair, and she could smell the wine on her body.

Yan Hong sighed, and didn't give up the plan to wake Mu Yuyao until she was sure that she had really fallen asleep. She put her hands on Mu Yuyao's back gently, and lay on her back on the grass quietly looking at the night sky.

There is a low sound of insects in my ears, and the night wind blows, making it a little cold.

There is not a single star in the night sky tonight, only a curved moon, which inevitably looks a little lonely, and the dark blue sky hangs over the sky like an endless veil.

Such an environment is really good, Yan Hong thought to himself.

There is no hustle and bustle of the city, no intrigue in the entertainment industry, no need to experience the loss of returning to that lifeless home every day, and no need to worry about the sudden deterioration of my mother's illness.

In this way, it is really good.

After another ten minutes of cool wind, Yan Hong touched Mu Yuyao again with his arm, and tentatively called, "Mu Yuyao, wake up, let's go back to the tent."

Mu Yuyao lay face sideways on Yan Hong's body, breathing evenly. From Yan Hong's angle, she could see her eyelashes like a small fan, her tightly pursed lips, and her frequently furrowed brows.

It seems that this time Mu Yuyao is not expected to walk back by himself, Yan Hong struggled to lift Mu Yuyao up from his body and then bent over. Just as he was about to push Mu Yuyao on his back, Mu Yuyao staggered Staggered to his feet.

"I... I can walk back by myself..." Mu Yuyao said inarticulately and walked forward by herself.

"Hey, you're going in the wrong direction!" Yan Hong hurriedly chased after Mu Yuyao and took Mu Yuyao's arm, corrected her direction, and asked doubtfully, "Can you go?"

Mu Yuyao's eyes were in a trance, and she nodded solemnly: "I can..."

"Then I'll help you back to the tent." Yan Hong also heaved a sigh of relief while saying this. Fortunately, Mu Yuyao was still able to walk. Otherwise, if she really had to recite it, she might not be able to go back to the tent for an hour. .

Yan Hong, who was immersed in rejoicing, did not notice the slightly raised corner of Mu Yuyao's mouth.

Miss Mu is really too easy to be satisfied.

The next day, Yan Hong woke up unexpectedly before the phone's alarm clock rang.

Opening his eyes, Mu Yuyao's magnified sleeping face came into view. The two faces were so close that Yan Hong could feel Mu Yuyao's breath. An octagonal octopus wrapped its hands and feet around her body, strangling her almost to suffocation.

I checked the time on my phone, it was only 05:30, and there was still a while before leaving work.

After breaking free from Mu Yuyao's airtight embrace, Yan Hong put on her clothes lightly and tidied everything up. When she turned her head, Mu Yuyao had rolled over and continued to sleep.Mu Yuyao is a very strange person, either it is difficult to fall asleep, but if she falls asleep, she will sleep very deeply, and it is difficult to be woken up.So someone like Mu Yuyao, who was spoiled and brought up since she was a child, will of course lose her temper when she is woken up.

So Yan Hong gave up the idea of ​​waking Mu Yuyao and walked out of the tent alone.

The sky outside has not yet lit up, showing a faint blue color, and only a little white belly is revealed when looking at the distant horizon. The group of hardworking bees named "staff" have begun to work hard under the leadership of the director.

After greeting everyone, Yan Hong took a bottle of mineral water and sat down on a big rock not far away to start a simple wash, spitting out the water that had cleaned his mouth, and just as he raised his head, a figure suddenly appeared in his peripheral vision .

Yan Hong was taken aback suddenly, and when she regained her composure, she saw clearly that the person standing beside her in silence turned out to be one of the investor representatives who had been sullen from the beginning to the end and hadn't had any communication with her at all. Mr. Yang.

Mr. Yang is a very handsome man. He is more than 1.8 meters tall by visual inspection. He has beautiful big eyes like Mu Yuyao, a straight nose bridge, thin pale lips, and an enviable figure like a clothes hanger. In short, what is he like? See how like a model.

Mr. Yang remained expressionless, looking at Yan Hong indifferently.

Yan Hong was a little embarrassed by his unabashed gaze, and asked, "What's the matter, Mr. Yang?"

Mr. Yang gestured to Yan Hong's side with his eyes, and said, "Can I sit down?"

"Of course, you can sit down." Yan Hong said with a smile, she was very vigilant in her heart, growling that this guy must come to trouble her, right?In her impression, although this Mr. Yang didn't ridicule her like Mr. Wen because of her fault, he didn't give her a good face either.

After a long pause, Mr. Yang's expression changed slightly, and he said slightly, "You...have a good relationship with Miss Mu?"

The dazed Yan Hong thought for a while before realizing that the "Miss Mu" that Mr. Yang said was "Mu Yuyao".

"Huh?" Yan Hong was puzzled, "Why do you ask such a question?" And it doesn't seem to be his business!

"I couldn't sleep last night and saw you and Mu Yuyao when I was walking outside." Mr. Yang looked puzzled, "You guys really don't look like what everyone said, I thought your relationship..."

Mr. Yang didn't finish his last words, but Yan Hong also understood what he meant.

Did he hear their conversation last night? !

Thinking of this, Yan Hong suddenly became panicked, and his hands began to tremble slightly.Although she has forgotten the content of their conversation, but now that she thinks about it carefully, she seems to have said something terrible to Mu Yuyao, and they were lying on the grass hugging each other afterwards.

The more I thought about Yan Hong, the more panicked I became, and the overwhelming abuse of Zhou Yixuan from the netizens instantly appeared in my mind. If Mr. Yang told about them, would those people also scold her and Mu Yuyao like this?

Mr. Yang took a strange look at Yan Hong's increasingly frightened face, and said, "You and Miss Mu should be fine, right?"

"It's okay." Yan Hong, who was still in a state of cranky thoughts, said casually, "She and I are college classmates, and we have always had a good relationship."

Mr. Yang was suddenly a little surprised: "Then can you give me Miss Mu's mobile phone number?"

"What?" Wen Yanyan was stunned for a long time before digesting Mr. Yang's words, as if she couldn't believe her ears, she asked, "What did you say?"

"I know my request is a bit abrupt, but if I can get Ms. Mu's mobile phone number, I'm still willing to give it a try." Mr. Yang said.

"Then what you said just now was to ask me for her mobile phone number?"

Mr. Yang nodded: "Yes."

Yan Hong breathed a sigh of relief in an instant, cold sweat broke out from his tightly clenched fists.

I have to admit that she is really a very timid person, she is very afraid of the consequences of Zhou Yixuan after her relationship with Mu Yuyao is exposed, but she has to be with Mu Yuyao for an important role. Together.

Seeing that Yan Hong was in a trance and did not speak, Mr. Yang said again, "Miss Yan, can you give me Miss Mu's phone number? I will keep this matter secret..."

Mr. Yang hadn't finished speaking when Director Zeng's urging voice sounded behind him: "Xiaoyan, the filming is about to start, hurry up and get ready to change clothes and make up."

Ever since being reprimanded by Director Zeng in front of everyone, Yan Hong began to care about Director Zeng, and ran over without thinking when he heard the shout.

"Okay, I'll be right here."

Mr. Yang who was left in place was speechless for a while, feeling really bad being ignored.