Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3570 When I am the actor who is scumbag (70)

  It was cold without any fireworks, suddenly quiet, but it seemed empty.

  It's just that dyed white has long been accustomed to the silence, so she won't collapse when she pulls away.

one person.

  To be sober forever and be alone.

   Ambitious, knowing how to advance and retreat.

  Never sunset.

   "Damn it." After sending Wen Haoqing away, Dye Bai changed her expression instantly. She lay on the sofa with her eyebrows twisted, and irritably put a straw on the milk, "What little broken branch hasn't been done yet?"

"This, this..." Feng Luo was ashamed. He only felt that the host was changing his face very fast. It could not see anything. The sad atmosphere created with difficulty was also wiped out. It is weak and weak: "The progress is still Almost, I got stuck at 99%."

  Love is not too difficult.

"..." Ranbai turned on the TV. The joys, sorrows, sorrows, joys and sorrows of the characters on the TV were displayed on the screen, true and false, and who would believe that, she adjusted the sound of the TV to the maximum. Instead of watching TV, he threw the remote control aside, and then took out the cake that I made. It was missing a corner and it became incomplete. I just took a bite.

  She has always been addicted to sweetness and love.

  At this moment, she looked calm and finished the cake in one bite.

   "Is it delicious?" Feng Luo asked hesitantly. It was actually a bit big, fearing that the host would poison himself to death. After all, the host's craftsmanship... can be said to be earth-shattering.

  "? Who do you look down on?" Ranbai sneered: "It's very sweet."

  Seal: "..."

  Xing loud.

  What you say is what you say.

  What you say is reasonable.

"Or else do you host this task." Feng Luo was actually a little worried that Bai Bai would be reluctant to bear it. Whoever does this kind of thing will not feel good in his heart. As a considerate leader, he should be comforted at the right time. Host, "Isn't it just points, we have!"

   dyed white and asked: "Do you get points?"

  Feng Luo smiled, coughed twice, and said vaguely: "Then mine belongs to the host..."

   "Think beautiful."

  Falling off: speechless

  Too much! !

  I am comforting you but you are laughing at me.

  The right way in the world? ! !

  It’s a coincidence that Dye Bai was in a hurry this time. The ticket was booked a long time ago and he was about to fly to City A. The crew filmed for as little as several months, and as long as a year and a half.

  The agent is a little suspicious when he sees that Huang Bai is going to City A so early: “It’s so long before the crew starts, why are you going to City A now? Do you want to watch the scenery as a salted fish there.”

  Dyeing white: "Yes."

  The broker is speechless.

  However, there has been almost no window period in the itinerary of Dye Bai for nearly a year. After thinking about it, the agent decided to give Dye Bai a vacation and take a good rest.

  "Don't disclose the news about my going to City A." Ranbai added a sentence.

"Did you do something shameful and want to run away?!" The agent was shocked, his brains opened wide, and one hundred and eight major events of his own artist had flashed in his mind, "What happened to you? Did you kill or fire? Did you offend people? What are you going to do when you go to City A? Why don't you talk!"

   "...You don't breathe and ask so much, what do you want me to say." Ranbai was a little convinced, but she just said one thing, and the agent gave her the whole thing.

  Laughing to death.

How can it be.

   "Nothing." Dyeing white and perfunctory: "I just find it troublesome."

  The broker will be suspicious.

  The next day,

It was clear yesterday that the sky was still sunny, but today it is overcast. Recently, it has rained very frequently. It is often a patter of light rain for a whole day. There are not many sunny days. When I wake up in the morning, the late autumn wind is cool and biting, like a blade. Across the skin.

  Today is very windy, blowing the dead branches of the trees. It is already a late autumn season. The flowers bloomed and the leaves returned to their roots. The cold rain began to patter, turning the sky into a large area of ​​ash, and there was nowhere to escape.

  Ranbai arrived at the airport alone,

  She dressed very low-key, holding the suitcase in one hand, and boarding the plane.

  The phone suddenly dinged at this moment, and she took the phone in one hand and glanced at it casually.

  An unread message popped up on the screen.

  Sir. Wen: Sorry, I'm sorry to bother you. Are you at home.

  I didn't want Wen Haoqing to know about the fact that Ranbai went to City A. The main reason was that she was afraid of trouble. She tickled, knocked a word and sent it back.

  The phone can’t be turned on on the plane, so I just turn off the phone after I’m done using it.

  But did not see the next message.

  If she saw it, she would probably just refuse it.

  Wen sir.: [I have something left at your house, can I go back and get it. 】

  Wen sir.: [It will be well soon and will not disturb you. 】

  After this message, after a long time, seeing that Ranbai has not responded, Wen Haoqing sent another message: [If Miss Song does not refuse, I will be your default. 】

   Obviously none of these three messages got a reply.

  Wen Haoqing watched the rain outside the window through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and kept pattering, as if there was no end.

He wore a cold suit, his tie was meticulous, and he had a sense of asceticism that was inaccessible. He was a bit less easy-going, and more oppressive. Wen Haoqing took the umbrella because he chose his residence at the beginning because he was deliberately pursuing the close range, but It's in the neighborhood next door, just a few minutes walk away.

  High-end communities generally have identity access control. Generally, like this kind of place with excellent confidentiality and where celebrities or big people live, entry and exit are more stringent.

  Since it was decided to end, Ranbai had already taken back the card that had been given to Wen Haoqing.

The security guard in the community knows Wen Haoqing, but his impression is limited to always wearing a mask to distinguish his appearance. It is low-key and expensive. The security guard thinks that the figure is enough to be a male model. It is a pity that he can't see his face. .

  It’s just that the security is very embarrassed now, "This really doesn’t work, sir, I can’t let you in even if I know you without the owner’s consent, otherwise I won’t be able to keep my job."

  What's more, the owner just notified him yesterday that he won’t let this gentleman come in.

  What can the security guards do? The security guards are also two big ones.

  Look,

  This year, the little lovers are making trouble again.

"Did she tell you." Wen Haoqing looked down and stayed quiet for a while, his thoughts became silent but confused and unconscious in the heavy rain. He had already guessed the reason from the bottom of his heart, but he still asked insultingly, with a calm voice. It seems to have nothing to do with him.

why?

  He didn't even know.

   "This..." The security guard was in the deep heart.

  It's over, this couple is completely over.

"It's troublesome." He knew the answer without the need for a security guard to answer. Now looking at this expression, what else does not understand, Wen Haoqing nodded slightly, with no arrogance or arrogance, and then walked out of the security room with the umbrella shelved by the wall. .

  I opened the umbrella when it came out completely, and the cold rain fell down like a sharp blade. The raindrops fell along the umbrella eaves, blurring the vision instantly, and the scenery in the distance was not real.

  (End of this chapter)