Film and television: Start by saving Han Fei

This Wu Jinghao only drank a few sips for Han Fei’s sake, but he couldn’t stand the crowd. After this point, Wu Jinghao himself drank a lot.
The director had a bit of a taste. Seeing another actor skipping him and walking towards Wu Jinghao, the director sighed and said jokingly.
“Why is it that I am not popular when Mr. Wu comes? You actually dare to ignore each of them. Usually, you are not too kind to you.”
Ninety-Nine Zero Others don’t care about the trifles, sitting with this giant Buddha, how can they be inferior to a director.
The actor smiled with a bit of embarrassment on his face. In fact, the director didn’t intend to find fault, but just to adjust the awkward atmosphere of sitting here. Just hit a haha, and it passed.
Listening to the director’s words, Han Fei sat next to Wu Jinghao, watched Wu Jinghao drink a glass of wine helplessly, and accompanied the whole process with a suppressed smile.
“Huh? Laugh if you want, why hold it back. I won’t eat you again.”
Wu Jinghao pinched Han Fei’s face, Han Fei cried out in pain, and patted Wu Jinghao’s thigh.
Han Fei is not afraid of Wu Jinghao, what she is afraid of is that she will laugh out of control, and the paparazzi will start writing nonsense after knowing it.
“Recently, the paparazzi has been so rampant that they dare to think about any gossip.”
If it wasn’t for Wu Jinghao who came here to visit Han Fei later, I wouldn’t know what it would be like to become a god in the gossip news. Recently, Wang Juan always likes to find some outrageous jokes for herself. Every time Han Fei looks at it, she laughs.
Seeing Wu Jinghao like that, Han Fei was scared.
“Forget it, I’ll just stand quietly beside you.”
Wu Jinghao held the wine glass in his right hand, and quietly stretched out his left hand to hold Han Fei’s hand. As soon as he hooked Han Fei’s little finger, Han Fei took a picture of it.
“What are you doing? Someone is here. What’s the trouble?”
Wu Jinghao turned around and looked at Han Fei with a smile, without any look of a domineering president on his face.
Han Fei looked at Wu Jinghao’s blurred eyes, and suddenly had an idea in her head. Helping Wu Jinghao stand firm, he asked tentatively:
“you’re drunk?”
Wu Jinghao felt that there were two Han Fei in front of him, and he was almost lying on Han Fei’s body.
“Don’t move! Why do I see two of you now?”
“I’m drunk, I’m really drunk… Look at my wine glass, it’s all empty.”
Han Fei hugged Wu Jinghao, feeling a little speechless.
This is the first time I saw a drunk person admit that he was drunk, it’s amazing. As expected of Wu Jinghao.
“Then let’s go back first, shall we?” Wu Jinghao leaned against Han Fei, rubbed against him, and shook his head.
“No, this is the first time I’ve attended your wrap-up banquet. I can’t leave halfway.”
Han Fei signaled Wang Xin to block the people who were coming to toast, and dragged Wu Jinghao to sit on the sofa.
“Wang Juan is going to find hangover soup for you. We’ll go home after drinking it in a while, okay? Everyone has already gone back. We can go home now.”
Wu Jinghao looked around in a daze, and it seemed that no one came. The arms holding Han Fei tightened even tighter.
“Okay, but I’m really drunk. You have to carry me home, I’m so tired.”
Han Fei didn’t care so much. Looking at Wang Juan who walked in, she became stiff.
“That’s what he said, and it’s none of my business.”
Wang Juan nodded towards Han Fei with an expression that I understood. .