protect my love

When Mu Xunying said this, his face was determined, making Zi Mingjun really think that he knew something for a moment.

After all, he and Bai Lianxi also knew each other. During this period of time, the two of them didn't make too obvious movements, but they didn't restrain anything. It's understandable to see the clues.Sometimes the established relationship between humanities is like a line invisible to the naked eye, and passers-by will feel it.

"Huh?" Zi Mingjun didn't know if he was pretending to be stupid.

"Aren't you on the phone with your little object?"

In Zi Mingjun's impression, Mu Xunying is not a gossip person.

But that might be a good sign.Director Mu's attitude towards him had indeed eased a lot, and the topics he had never discussed with Zi Mingjun in the past began to slowly unfold.

"..." Back to reality, if what Mu Xunying said was the one just now, then the mistakes he and the make-up artist sister made really complement each other.

But it was precisely because it was wrong that Zi Mingjun dared to pat his chest and say, "No, that's my mother."

At this time, Zi Mingjun was horrified to find that Mu Xunying and the make-up artist looked at each other, with such an expression on their faces.

In order to prevent the situation from getting darker and darker, Zi Mingjun would rather discuss another matter: "Why did I fall in love early? I'm already 25."

"Yes, yes, it's not a three-year-old kid, why don't you take a look at Zheng Feng, who is almost thirty and also single."

Ever since he knew Zheng Feng's little secret, every time Zi Mingjun heard someone talk about his relationship status, he would feel that the other party was trying to test something, and he was very careful when answering.

But it should be surprising that Mu Xunying didn't know about Zheng Feng, unless Mu Xunying was also a guardian of secrets.

In fact, the latter is more likely.

"These things are just random." Zi Mingjun adjusted his clothes in front of the mirror, and followed Mu Xunying.

This match was quite satisfactory, and Mingjun's words were completed to a high degree.After much deliberation, Mu Xunying didn't find any problems, but he still asked him to take another photo for backup.

"When did you know Wei Yu?" Mu Xunying and Zi Ming sat in front of the monitor.I was talking about this play just now, but the topic suddenly took a 180-degree turn.

"On that day's dinner, you were there. That was the first time I saw her."

Not knowing how Mu Xun should react, Zi Mingjun turned his head after finishing speaking, staring straight at his face on the screen.

Anyway, these are the truth, it doesn't matter whether Mu Xun should be surprised or expected.

"When I went that day, she looked at you with such affection."

Ming probably understood the words, but Mu Xunying wanted to open up the conversation today.He was also to blame, this kind of situation made the seniors very embarrassed at first.

"Then I was surprised when I saw you at the dinner party. You also saw it. Those who sat there that day were all of high status in the film industry. We often get together, including Mr. Wei, and some young actors were brought there. The meaning is obvious."

"Well, I understand."

"You kid didn't tell me, you still held back, you blocked yourself, I'm not a know-it-all, how would I know if you didn't tell me?" Mu Xunying laughed angrily, "Later it was Wei Yu who told me , Said that she is your fan, but she just watched silently all the time. The first time you helped me, I didn’t expect it to be a disservice. Later, there was brother Lin, you know, director Lin Mian, he came to tell me... ...I just found out after I said something."

Zi Mingjun just listened and nodded, until Mu Xunying finished speaking, he was still nodding, not knowing what to say.

"You don't know how to drink, so what are you holding on to? No one can eat you if you don't know how to drink. Brother Lin originally wanted to talk to you about a role, but it turned out that you were fine. But most of the role is still yours. It is indeed appropriate, and one is to make amends. You just keep it and study hard.”

I clearly have the impression of this matter, and Wei Yu also told him that it was quite a long time ago, anyway, Zhan Yijiang hasn't received any notice yet.

"Well, thank you for your cultivation, I will definitely work hard." No matter how you listen to it, these words are false, but they can properly express Zi Mingjun's sincerity and slight embarrassment.

"What are you thinking? It's early. You are my man now, so make your film well." The words were all to the point, and Mu Xunying was still the director Mu.

No one can understand Mu Xunying's embarrassment. The little bud in his hand has been booked by others, and he will leave from time to time, but he still has to take good care of it.

But more importantly, both of them breathed a sigh of relief, as if some precious glass product that had been suspended in mid-air finally returned to the ground and was gently put down, as if there was no hidden danger anymore.

The period after that remained stable.

Zi Mingjun sometimes asks himself why he assumes that today is different from the past.Because if a demarcation point had to be set, it would undoubtedly be Bai Lianxi's departure.

I don't feel anything. It's probably not because Zi Mingjun doesn't love Bai Lianxi. It's probably because he didn't love Bai Lianxi deeply enough before.The body has adjusted the tense rhythm unexpectedly, almost causing Zi Mingjun to stop thinking about his lover who is thousands of miles away from him all the time.

Bai Lianxi seemed to be very busy when he went to the UK branch. Because most of them were not working in front of the stage, the overtime hours were very flexible. Sometimes he and Zi Mingjun got jet lagged. This was a somewhat scary thing.

Bai Lianxi often shows others with a reliable side, but the relatively unreliable side seems to be only to herself.

One night, it was after three o'clock in the afternoon in the UK, and he texted Bai Lianxi good afternoon.Generally speaking, Bai Lianxi would not reply in seconds during working hours, but it was that day.

The phone vibrate shook Zi Mingjun's mind.

【good evening. 】

【doing what? 】The characters are all asked.

【About to sleep. 】

【? 】

Ming didn't understand the words, and almost thought that Bai Lianxi wanted to ask him if he was going to sleep, but he pressed the wrong symbol.

[I just finished an activity, I didn't sleep much yesterday, I plan to catch up on sleep. 】

【...You know what, I'm going to sleep too】

【...】

After sending a series of ellipsis over there, after a while, he said:

[It's quite late in China, good night, I wish you in my dreams. 】

【Good night】

After talking about such a paragraph, Mingjun spent a few more minutes to calm down the excitement in his heart, and then he became interested in sleeping peacefully.

Little did they know that Bai Lianxi really lost consciousness after being stained with the pillow.

When he woke up, it happened to be time for supper.

I glanced at my phone and found a message from 3 minutes ago.

Looking at the icon, Bai Lianxi knew that the news was about Zi Mingjun.

He downloaded a software for him and registered an account.

Because they are usually very busy, and now they are separated by such a long distance.This is also the convenience of Zi Mingjun's career, Bai Lianxi can find news about him on the Internet at any time, even though it is a different side from the Zi Mingjun he is familiar with, but he will never miss it scratching his head.

At this moment, he clicked on the message. To be honest, Bai Lianxi didn't know if Zi Mingjun posted the Weibo, anyway, he didn't ask.

There is only one word, early.There is also a photo of Zi Mingjun in makeup, with a little afterimage caused by man-made shaking, so no one can guess what Zi Mingjun looks like. Among the people who read Zi Mingjun on the Internet, only Bai Lianxi understood.

In fact, Bai Lianxi is still a relatively introverted person after all, and his personality does cause him to have many ideas to be completed.Including some of what he wanted to do with the characters.

At present, no one knows how much he wants to squeeze Zi Mingjun's cheek and bury his head into one of the eye sockets.This sounds very strange. I don't even know if anyone has done similar things since ancient times. I'm afraid Bai Lianxi himself doesn't know where this strange idea came from.

But he has always stubbornly believed that this is the best way to express his love.

As a result, Bai Lianxi thought more and more about that photo, and he was 10 minutes later than he planned.

He had to brush his teeth while buttoning his shirt with the other hand.

After buttoning the buttons and answering emails with one hand, the British don't work overtime, but they seem to like to deal with a wave of business before get off work.

The transfer of Bai Lianxi did not get a definite position, at least not notified.But judging from the attitude of his colleagues, Bai Lianxi's mission on this trip is at least half of the decision-makers.

The place of work is the Isle of Man Hotel in London, which belongs to the same group as Jiujing Longyan. It is located in the center of District [-], with its back to the south side of Buckingham Palace.

If Bai Lianxi was really transferred here for more than a year, maybe he really made money.

If it were him half a year ago, apart from being slightly reluctant, he would not hesitate to accept the transfer or even apply for a long-term visa.

But now he misses someone.

The British really enjoy it. The decoration of the staff area is no worse than that of the hotel lobby. Bai Lianxi sat in his place, which is a small office.

At this time, there should be only one person awake in the whole building, Bai Lianxi also became quiet in the quiet environment, only the sound of the keyboard following the rhythm of fingers remained.

At this time, the knock on the door will be set off to be extra frightening.

Bai Lianxi stopped typing on the keyboard, and paused for a while, as if she wanted to confirm whether the voice just now was her auditory hallucination.

"Charlie?"

There was indeed someone outside the door, as if they also wanted to make sure that Bai Lianxi was there.

Charlie is his English name, which was given to him by his English teacher when he was in elementary school, and it has been used until now.

Bai Lianxi responded, and someone from outside opened the door and came in.

He was a young man with short brown hair and beautiful green eyes.But this is just an objective description, Bai Lianxi doesn't feel subjectively, maybe it's beautiful, it's just a little lighter than the intoxicating black pupils in his mind.

"Alex, why are you here?" Bai Lianxi was very surprised, he didn't think Alex would come to work overtime.

"I..." Alex hesitated for a while without saying anything, so Bai Lianxi had no choice but to let him sit down first.

"I'm not your leader, why are you afraid of me?"

This is the truth. Although Bai Lianxi would definitely have a higher position than this undergraduate graduate who had just worked for a year, he would not be the direct leader of the marketing staff.

"It's really embarrassing." Alex looked very distressed, "I was lazy in the afternoon and fell asleep on the sofa in the lounge with a blanket, and this is the only time we come together."

Bai Lianxi didn't seem to have a big reaction after hearing this, she smiled, and said with concern: "Did you rest well last night, now go home and sleep for a while."

"Sir, my home is too far away. I'm afraid I can only take a taxi at this time, and that is too expensive for me."

This is Bai Lianxi's lack of consideration.

Obviously, the other party's home is not in the London area, and he is not treated like Bai Lianxi.

"I'm sorry." Bai Lianxi shook her head lightly, "Do you want some tea?"

"is it okay?"

"Of course." Bai Lianxi got ready.

"Sir let me come."

Bai Lianxi sat back.

"What would you like to drink, sir?" Alex asked.

"Black tea, Earl Gray tea."

"Ok."

This was Bai Lianxi's acquiescence, and it was the beginning of a late-night tea party where they didn't know what they would talk about.

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