Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

Hawthorne felt that the bridge of his nose was about to break, and he wanted to curse because of the pain.

But before she opened her mouth, she felt that the breath at the end of her nose was very familiar. When she opened her eyes, she saw a familiar high-end custom-made suit and shirt in front of her.

"Boss Xing..."

Brother Jie's body also swayed because of this, and he managed to support the swaying Lu Linkun. He also wanted to curse, but when he looked up, he saw that the person standing in front of him was Lu Linkun. Bend, did not dare to curse out loud.

Xing Chenyou's voice came from the top of Hawsang's head, with coldness and majesty, and the aura of the superior was fully displayed at this moment.

"Please take good care of the artists under your command. If you can't drink, don't come out and be ashamed!"

He was not polite, and he didn't give Lu Linkun and his manager any face.

Brother Jie's complexion was not very good-looking, red and blue.

Lu Linkun is the No. [-] brother in the entertainment industry. He is young, with both strength and traffic. He is very famous at home and abroad. As his manager, although he is only a superficial manager, Brother Jie has never been reprimanded like this. However, he suddenly felt a little shorter than a person, but he couldn't even refute half a word.

Huo Sang walked away from Xing Chenyou, stood up straight, glanced at Brother Jie, and gestured to go quickly.

Brother Jie took a deep breath, smiled and wanted to say goodbye to Xing Chenyou.

But Xing Chenyou was not in that mood, and he didn't have the time, he directly walked towards the elevator with his arm around Huo Sang's shoulder.

Rather than grabbing her shoulders, it's better to say grabbing her back by the collar.

Hawthorne felt like being carried up the elevator like a chick, extremely depressed, but she looked at Xing Chenyou's face and frowned.

The two bodyguards came in, and as soon as they stood behind Huo Sang and Xing Chenyou, Haw Sang felt nervous.

"Today, Lu Linkun was an accident...I didn't expect Lin Yue's party..."

"Do you really want to wear a solid green hat for me today?"

Xing Chenyou interrupted her with a cold face, and his tone was very bad.

The elevator quickly reached the first floor, Xing Chenyou raised his leg and walked out with a cold and handsome face.

Huo Sang dawdled behind for a second, then quickly raised his legs to follow, "Lu Linkun and I are good friends, it's innocent, don't think too much about it."

"Why doesn't he hug others, but you?" Xing Chenyou felt a fire in his heart, and there was nothing he could do.

This feeling is a hundred times more annoying than losing business.

Hawthorne pursed his lips, thinking about Little Xingxing, tried his best to lower his temper, and followed behind in a friendly voice, "Because I'm sitting next to him."

Xing Chenyou didn't speak, and started to walk with long legs, and Huo Sang had to trot to keep up.

Huo Sang ran a few steps, feeling something strange, she stopped slowly, and looked at Xing Chenyou in front of her strangely.

Xing Chenyou didn't hear her following, so he turned to look at her.

It was night now, and the street lights outside were dim, making Xing Chenyou's already stern face even colder.

"Aren't you jealous?" Hawthorne muttered uncertainly.

Xing Chenyou laughed angrily, "What did you say?"

Hawthorne bit his lip, "I said, are you jealous?"

If it's not jealous, why are you so angry with him? She doesn't have any relationship with him at all. At most, at most, she is the one who lost him, but it can't be like this, right?

Hawthorne himself felt very guilty when he said this.

"You think too much." Xing Chenyou's thin lips parted slightly.

Hawthorne met his cold and emotionless eyes, heaved a sigh of relief, and felt a little bit lost in her heart. She touched her face, and quickly stepped forward to walk behind him.

"I also think Young Master Xing that you won't be jealous, and we have no feelings. Don't worry about what happened just now, no one will spread it, so it's not a shame for you." Hawthorne lowered his voice.

Xing Chenyou ignored her and got into the car directly.

Hawthorne followed closely behind.

As for the crew, she didn't care about it.

In order to prevent Lu Linkun and Lin Yuewan from being rumored to be having an affair, Brother Jie took him past below and pretended to say that Lin Yuewan was in the upstairs room.

Some of the crew lived far away, and stayed in this hotel directly after the dinner that night.

At night in the hotel, people complained that there was too much movement in Lin Yuewan's room, and some rumors and gossip spread quietly.

Hawthorne also had a hard time at night. He stayed in Xiao Xingxing's room until nine o'clock when he was kicked out by Xiao Xingxing and drove her back to the room.

There was a big iceberg sticking in the room, and Hawthorne's heart beat a little faster.

How to put it, they have been sleeping together in the room for so many months, and Hawthorne can easily detect Xing Chenyou's mood.

He is in a very bad mood now, she'd better not provoke him.

"Hawthorne."

But just as Huo Sang lay down with his back to Xing Chenyou, ready to hypnotize himself, Xing Chenyou's voice sounded like a reminder bell behind him.

"Ok?"

Huo Sang waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Xing Chenyou to continue, but he couldn't calm down her heart, "Well, guess, how did I fight Lin Yuewan today?"

Xing Chenyou flipped through the book in his hand, "How else can you fight? It's just pretending to cooperate, but actually sober. It's not as interesting as fighting paparazzi and celebrities."

After hearing this, Hawthorne suddenly got a little angry, "Don't underestimate me."

"Hmph, what's the point of doing this kind of thing without being really cruel?" Xing Chenyou's book was always on that page.

"I actually wanted to pretend again, who knew that Lin Yuewan would still..."

"And designed your old friend, so that you can't help it?"

"Why are you so venomous? I've said it all. He's not my old friend." Hawthorne couldn't help but turned and glanced at him, a little annoyed. Why was this man so persistent?

mean!

Xing Chenyou raised his eyes. He hadn't taken a shower yet. Under the black shirt was a strong and muscular body. His sleeves were rolled up, and the diamond-embellished cufflinks were very eye-catching in the room. When he raised his hand, Hawthorne's eyes flickered. Subconsciously, he thought he was going to hit him.

But he has always been dignified and rarely shows his emotions, but he has never been polite to her.

Hawthorne was really afraid that he would say something hurtful again, which made him feel depressed.

'Snapped! '

Suddenly there was the sound of the book being slammed on the table, Huo Sang shuddered all over, and saw Xing Chenyou's whole body pressed over him.

Hawthorne was hairy all over, his heart and body tightened, "You, what are you doing?"

"I heard that the drama "Old City" has a lot of sex scenes, huh?"

bed scene...

Of course there are, but why does he suddenly say now that when filming before, no one said anything!

Hawthorne swallowed, and looked away, "It's all necessary for work."