After marrying Mr. Han, Xuanxue Xiao teased his wife and abused the wealthy family

Tang Mohan was waiting for Yan Luo at the door early in the morning, afraid that this person would suddenly run away again.

He thought about some things yesterday, and felt more and more that he should do something.

Seeing Yan Luo open the door, he was about to say hello, when he heard a bang, and the door in front of him closed again.

Tang Mohan was a little dazed at that moment.

What's going on here?

After closing the door, Yan Luo leaned back against the door panel, pursed the corners of his lips, didn't dare to breathe, stared blankly at a certain place without focus, and muttered in a low voice with self-doubt: "Damn it... just now the outside is Tang Mohan?!"

Such a big actor Tang, why did he run out of her room so early in the morning? !

I'm afraid the paparazzi won't be able to take ambiguous photos, right? !

Yan Luo could even imagine that if she was photographed by paparazzi, she might really be torn apart by Tang Mohan's fans!

No, no, she must be dazzled!

"Boom boom boom——"

Just as Yan Luo was thinking, someone knocked on the back panel behind him again.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Before he could react, Tang Mohan's voice came from outside.

"Yan Luo?"

Yan Luo: "..."

She was sure, she was really not dazzled.

Tang Mohan is really outside!

Is this person crazy?

Yan Luo shuddered, took a deep breath, turned around, and slightly opened the door in front of him.

When she looked out, she met Tang Mohan's eyes.

Tang Mohan's big black eyes were full of doubts, as if he didn't understand what kind of plane Yan Luo was messing with.

Yan Luo laughed dryly, opened the door, and poked his head out, "Brother Tang, you...why are you here so early in the morning?"

Tang Mohan was wearing a peaked cap, but he didn't wear a mask, so it was easy to see his particularly eye-catching face.

But he didn't seem to know how eye-catching his face was, and stood carelessly at Yan Luo's door.

Hearing this, he raised the item in his hand, "I bought breakfast and came over to ask if you want to have it together."

Yan Luo smiled all over his face when he heard this, "This... No need, Brother Tang, don't be so polite, I'll just go downstairs and eat something by myself..."

Hearing this, Tang Mohan stared at Yan Luo but suddenly fell silent.

Yan Luo was a little embarrassed by his staring, and coughed, "I, is there something dirty on my face, why are you staring at me like that?"

Tang Mohan was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Yan Luo, are you still angry?"

Yan Luo was taken aback, "Huh?"

Tang Mohan reminded, "Are you still angry because of what happened last night?"

last night?

Yan Luo thought about it carefully before he remembered what happened.

She looked even more embarrassed immediately, and quickly explained: "That's not true, I've stopped being angry a long time ago."

Hearing this, Tang Mohan frowned, as if he felt aggrieved, "Then why didn't you reply to my message yesterday?"

Yan Luo blinked and laughed dryly, "This... yes, yes? I fell asleep after I came back yesterday, and I didn't check my phone. Maybe I didn't see it. It's not that I didn't reply on purpose..."

Tang Mohan let out a groan, but he was willing to believe Yan Luo's words. He felt a lot more relaxed, so he stared at Yan Luo and asked, "Since I'm not angry, can you let me in now? If I keep standing here, it seems Not too good."

Yan Luo: "..."

Brother, you also know?

However, it was really not good for Tang Mohan to stand here all the time.

Thinking of this, Yan Luo quickly glanced to the left and right.

Seeing no one around, she quickly said: "Then you come in first."

She stepped aside to make a way.

Tang Mohan bent the corners of his lips almost invisibly, then stepped up from Yan Luo's side, passed by, and walked in.

As soon as Tang Mohan entered, Yan Luo stretched her neck again, looked to the left and right, and after confirming that there was no one, she quickly retracted, and closed the door with a slam, as if she was afraid of being discovered too slowly.

Yan Luo closed the door, turned around, and saw Tang Mohan had entered the bedroom.

Yan Luo's room is naturally not as luxurious as Tang Mohan's. It is just an ordinary hotel room. Open the door and enter a passage, and after a few steps, there is a small living room and a bedroom with beds together.

Tang Mohan quietly glanced around Yan Luo's room.

Yan Luo seemed to have just woken up not long ago, the bed was still in a mess, and the quilt was rolled into a ball by her and was not made up.

It can be seen that she...should have slept well yesterday.

At the end of the bed, there were still a lot of Yan Luo's clothes.

It looks like... a good place to temporarily store clothes.

"that……"

Noticing Tang Mohan's gaze, Yan Luo's shame suddenly exploded in her clothes. She rushed over, quickly picked up her clothes, and smiled awkwardly, "I, I live here alone, so I don't care much. Be careful, the place is a bit small, you... don't hold it against you, just sit wherever you want, whatever you want."

Hearing this, Tang Mohan put the breakfast in his hand down on the small table, looked at Yan Luo who was packing up his clothes in a hurry, and asked, "Yan Luo, are you here to record the show alone?"

While stuffing the clothes into the closet, Yan Luo explained: "No, my assistant Lin Yueyue came with me, but she lives in another room and doesn't live with me."

Tang Mohan nodded slightly, looking at Yan Luo's small room, he was not surprised.

After all, he has been in the circle for so long, how can he still not understand the atmosphere of worshiping the high and stepping down in the circle?

But for those who are not famous, the living conditions in the crew are not so good.

In the beginning, he also came here from Yan Luo's current state.

Director Hong was treated differently, not so obvious.

Except for Tang Mohan, the treatment of the others is basically not too different, which is considered pretty good.

Tang Mohan understood it, so naturally he wouldn't say anything.

"Okay, let's eat!" Yan Luo stuffed everything into the closet, and the room looked much cleaner in an instant.

She took a long breath, looked up at Tang Mohan, and said with a smile: "Eat, eat, I'm hungry!"

Tang Mohan bent the corners of his lips, "I bought some local specialties for breakfast, deep-fried dough sticks and camellia oleifera, let's see if you like it?"

"I'm not picky eaters, I can eat them in general!"

Yan Luo was really hungry.

Hearing this, she sat cross-legged on the ground next to the small table, opened the packing box, and saw the local special breakfast.

Although, this kind of street food is a bit out of tune with Tang Mohan.

It's not like Tang Mohan would buy it.

However, it can be seen that what Tang Mohan bought should not be street food.

Because the food is obviously the simplest, but the packaging is very careful and delicate.

At first, Yan Luo thought it was some kind of western breakfast.

As soon as I opened it, I realized that these street snacks even have big-name chain stores.

Whether it's packaging, or the color and fragrance, it looks extraordinary.

Yan Luo took out a spoon, took a sip of the oil tea, his eyes lit up, and he raised his head, "This oil tea is quite delicious!"