A Perfect Match: The Pure Poultry Wife of the Demon Movie Emperor

Because there were many things on their minds, there were gradually more empty wine bottles erected in front of the two of them.

"Are you broken in love too?" Bao Liang looked at him with a gloomy expression, not much better than her own, and subconsciously asked this sentence.

Lin Muyuan smiled wryly: "It's not that breaking up is called broken love. There is a kind of unrequited love, which is more piercing than breaking up."

Qiao Wanrou's estrangement from him and her heavy neglect were like a knife, biting at his heart little by little. Every time he saw the rumors about Bao Liang and her affair in the news, he would feel that he His heart seemed to be pinched severely by someone, and even breathing became difficult.

Even though he knew that these scandals were hype and fake, he still felt uncomfortable.

"Your relationship with Wanrou, is there still no progress?" Bao Liang heard the clue from his words, and paused for a while with the hand holding the wine glass.

"How could there be any progress? The person she likes is not me." Lin Muyuan was miserable, and only by getting drunk could he express these words.

Bao Liang squinted his eyes, watching him gulp down the wine, because he drank too fast, even his chest was wet.

"Mu Yuan..."

"Boss, do you know that she has been in my heart since I was very young, she is the white moonlight in my heart, I really want to imitate what you did to Baili Tianjiao, and treat Baili Tianjiao directly and desperately. She married and went home, but I dare not! I'm afraid! It's probably because she is so cautious in doing things that she refuses me thousands of miles away..."

Lin Muyuan was a little over the top, his words were tied in knots, he shook his head, and there were many double images in front of his eyes.

"Is it because of me that Wanrou rejected you?" Bao Liang asked tentatively.

"Yes, it's because of me... She, she likes..." Lin Muyuan's voice became smaller and smaller, and when he was talking about the critical moment, he fell asleep on the table.

"Mu Yuan?" Bao Liang stretched out his hand and pushed him, seeing no response, he helplessly touched his forehead, settled the bill, called for the price, and sent him back to his residence.

However, as soon as he got off the car, he saw a woman sitting at the gate of Lin Muyuan's villa with her cheeks resting on her cheeks. That woman was not considered stunning, but she was very sweet, with delicate features and slightly raised eyebrows, full of girlishness.

"Lin Muyuan!"

Fang Shiqing was sleepy, and suddenly saw a car parked in front of her, and the two people who got out of the car, one of them was Lin Muyuan, and the other...

"You, you, you are that...that..."

Fang Shiqing was stunned, so nervous that she couldn't utter a complete sentence, her hands were half-clenched, and she placed them by her lips, her eyes were wide open.

"You are?" Bao Liang glanced at her, Lin Muyuan's private life was very clean, but he never heard of when he had a new girlfriend.

"Fang Shiqing." Lin Muyuan was dozing off at first, maybe the moment he got off the car, he was woken up by the evening wind, opened his eyes slightly, looked at the person in front of him, uttered three words, and fell asleep again.

Bao Liang hesitated: "You know each other?"

"I know you, you're Bo Liang?" Fang Shiqing nodded, swallowed, looking at the man in front of her in a daze like a nympho.

"Since we know each other, I'll hand him over to you." Bao Liang didn't respond directly to him, but directly pushed Lin Muyuan, who was heavy on his body, to Fang Shiqing.

Although Lin Muyuan was very thin, she was about 1.8 meters tall after all. With such a heavy weight on her body, she was almost out of breath.

"Lin Muyuan, wake up!" Fang Shiqing supported him with difficulty, and smiled dryly at Bao Liang: "If you do this to me, I won't be able to enter his house, and we can't let us stay in the university. Sit at the door all night?"

"You don't have the key to his house?" Bo Liang looked at Fang Shiqing secretly.

His gaze was hot, and Fang Shiqing's scalp felt numb from his gaze, and she shook her head again and again.

Bao Liang stepped forward and groped Lin Muyuan's body for a while, looking skilled, Fang Shiqing was dumbfounded. After a while, he found the key from Lin Muyuan's pocket.

"The room password is 0903. This is the door key. Take it and remember to lock the door." Bao Liang opened the door for her with ease, and strode in.

Fang Shiqing dragged Lin Muyuan to the house, but Bao Liang reacted in time, turned around and helped her.

Kicking open the door of the room, Bao Liang threw Lin Muyuan, who was sleeping soundly, on the bed, then turned around and said to Fang Shiqing: "Lin Muyuan likes to be quiet, so there are no servants at home, only occasionally the housekeeper is invited over , Clean the house, I may have to work hard to take care of you tonight."

"You are so proficient, does he often do this?" Fang Shi looked at him weakly and asked.

Bao Liang hooked the corners of her lips: "No, I often ask him out. His private life is still very clean."

After finishing speaking, Bao Liang didn't wait for Fang Shiqing to say anything to him, and walked away directly.

"That..." When Fang Shiqing came to her senses, Bao Liang had already walked away, looking at his back, her mind went blank.

Is this Lin Muyuan really a friend of the famous actor Boliang?

So, she bumped into a treasure boy with a casual touch?
"Great, it will be much more convenient to meet idols in the future!" Fang Shiqing hummed a song, checked the door, made sure it was locked, and then returned to the room.

Lin Muyuan, who was drunk, was really quiet. He had an elegant temperament, and he was even more obedient at the moment. Fang Shiqing stared at him and sized him up. From the first time she saw him, she thought this man was cute and very interesting. Think, you can still have such benefits today.

Just as he was looking hard, Lin Muyuan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were as black as ink, as if they were filled with stars, and he just stared at Fang Shiqing.

The two stared at each other, and for a while, even the air seemed to be suffocated.

"Wanrou..." Lin Muyuan was drunk, looked at the woman sitting in front of him, put his arms around her waist, leaned down, propped up Fang Shiqing's side with one hand, and returned the favor with the other. He maintained the posture of hugging her.

"You, you recognized the wrong person!" Fang Shiqing was startled, and subconsciously wanted to push him away, and then how could her strength be far compared to Lin Mu's.

Lin Muyuan's eyes were blurred, and a warm breath spit out on her face: "Wanrou, I love you."

At the end of the sentence, he leaned over and kissed her directly.

Without the slightest warning, Fang Shiqing's pupils dilated unconsciously, Lin Muyuan's kiss was domineering yet gentle, her mind went blank for a moment, and then she recovered, pushed him away with all her strength, and He slapped him hard.

The voice was crisp and clear, and it was particularly harsh in this large room.

"Fang Shiqing..." Lin Muyuan came back to his senses, and sat up hastily, most of the drunkenness dissipated, and his head hurt a little.

"Do you have anything to sober up at home? I'll make you a drink." Fang Shiqing's face blushed, she hurriedly got off the bed, and hurried downstairs. In the refrigerator, she found some sober up thing.

As Bao Liang said, Lin Muyuan is indeed a clean person, whether it is the kitchen or the refrigerator, he keeps everything spotless.

Skillfully busy in the kitchen, Fang Shiqing looked at the sour plum soup boiled in the pot, and the image of being in the room just now appeared in her mind, and she blushed instantly.

She couldn't tell what kind of feeling she had. She didn't reject Lin Muyuan, but she didn't feel much joy either.

After all, he was a man whom he had only known for a few days.

"Oh, I'm just thinking about something messy!" Fang Shiqing shook her head, looked down at the boiling pot, and hurriedly poured out the sour plum soup. After cooling down for a while, she sent it upstairs .

After the episode just now, Lin Muyuan had already taken a shower, which made him sober up a lot.

When Fang Shiqing opened the door and went in, what she saw was this scene. The man in front of him had wet hair. Although he was wearing a white shirt, the abdominal muscles on his chest were still faintly visible.

"Well, drink some sour plum soup and wake up." Fang Shiqing swallowed, and looked away.

Taking it from her hand, Lin Muyuan's gaze sank: "Why are you here?"

"After I woke up, I found myself in the hotel. I asked the front desk to find out that you sent me there. I wanted to thank you, and then I asked the front desk for your address. Who knew you were drunk, you My friend sent you back, and he asked me to take good care of you, so I came in." Fang Shiqing spoke concisely and weakly explained what happened, because she lacked confidence, she looked a little pitiful.

"Bo Liang sent me back?" Lin Muyuan rubbed his sore temples, recalling the process of eating with Bao Liang, wondering if he said anything wrong about Qiao Wanrou.

Although he didn't like Qiao Wanrou's recent actions very much, but he would still bless his sweetheart reaping her own happiness.

"Yes, yes, I didn't expect you and Bao Liang to have such a good relationship." Fang Shiqing said leisurely, staring at him with clear eyes.

Lin Muyuan raised the corners of his lips, "We all grew up together and have a good relationship."

"Am I hugging my thigh? I'm going to make a fortune in the future, don't forget to give me a hand!" Fang Shiqing looked at him half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"I'm different from them. I'm in IT, not the entertainment industry, but if you're interested in the entertainment industry, I can introduce you." Lin Muyuan followed her words.

Fang Shiqing shook her head: "I'm not interested in this. My job is design. Those in the entertainment industry just look at it, and it's good for their eyes, but I can't get into that circle."

This is also the truth, there are very few clear streams in the entertainment industry, and as a star, they don't even have the most basic privacy, how can ordinary people be comfortable.

Lin Muyuan squinted his eyes, and suddenly thought of something in his mind, and looked at her: "You are a designer, you made the wedding dress that appeared in Milan magazine last week? Vologe, it was you name?"