Look good

Qiao Xing's voice was so loud that it pierced through the microphone, and the fat assistant sitting in the co-pilot suddenly sat upright, looking at the microphone vigilantly, as if ready to fight.

At this time, Wen Changrong was waiting in the car for Qiao Xing to get off work, and he was stunned when he received the call, unable to react for a while.

"what?"

"Did you ask someone to hook up with my fierce ones?!" Qiao Xing yelled, "Otherwise, why would I fall in love with those 1-year-old goblins..."

Hearing this, the fat assistant quickly took out a marker pen and wrote on the paper 'Don't accept...'

Before he could finish reading, Wen Changrong nodded habitually: "Well, it's me."

"..." The half of the herringbone was drawn into a long stroke reaching the edge of the paper. Wen Changrong turned his head slowly and looked at the fat assistant for a second.

Silence was the hustle and bustle tonight, the fat assistant could only turn his head silently, crumpled up the paper in his hand, and threw it into the trash can outside.

"What's wrong with you?!" Qiao Xing's voice became louder, "You say you don't mind what happens to me and others, but you do this kind of trick behind your back! Despicable! Obscene! Shameless!"

"Well, you're right." Wen Changrong responded, "This method won't work on the table."

"Then you still..."

"But I think those who are easily hooked away are not the 'true love' you want."

"..."

Qiao Xing really couldn't refute this sentence.

Indeed, what kind of 'love' is someone who can be hooked up so easily?Not even the most common liking.

He wants to find a partner now, he just wants to find someone who is loyal and can live a good life with him, those who have clearly established a relationship with him, but are so easily hooked away——and the casual ones in the past What is the difference between Wen Changrong who just took off his pants?

"You still have the nerve to say that other people are not true love..." Qiao Xing sneered, and was about to sneer, when he saw the time on the watch that the rest time was about to end, so he had to end the topic in a hurry: "In short, you are not allowed to do this in the future! "

"I……"

"Pull up your popularity and seduce someone's boyfriend, shameless, like an old dog..." After finishing speaking, without waiting for Wen Changrong's answer, Qiao Xing hurriedly hung up the phone and walked out.

The bathroom door opened, and with a bang, Qiao Xing bumped into a solid chest.

Healthy wheat-colored skin, broad shoulders and firm texture, and powerful arms... Qiao Xing couldn't help swallowing, and when he looked up, he saw a young face with a half-smile .

Black studded leather jacket, leather riding boots, this outfit looks like a freshman following the idol path, but Qiao Xing couldn't remember who it was for a moment.

——There are no handsome guys in this entertainment industry, except for a few who are popular all over the world, Qiao Xing really can't remember them.

"I'm sorry." Although the other party was young, Qiao Xing took the initiative to apologize for being a handsome guy.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't buy it. Instead, he looked at him and called with a half-smile, "Uncle Qiao."

"..." Eyes are not needed, please donate to those in need.

You are the uncle, and your whole family are uncles.

Qiao Xing spent 18 years of putting on airs to avoid being embarrassed on the spot.

He smiled and nodded, and replied: "If the child is three years old, it's better to ask Dad to accompany him to the toilet."

The person he doesn't remember is definitely not a popular star. Since he is not a popular star, it doesn't matter if he offends him. Today he wants to teach this ignorant junior what is polite.

Unexpectedly, the man's expression did not change, he just took out a business card from his pocket.

"Did uncle lose it?"

Qiao Xing looked down and saw the words 'Ji Mingqi' written on the business card. The business card still looked dirty with several footprints on it. It looked like he picked it up from somewhere.

Qiao Xing didn't know what this dirty business card had to do with him, so he shook his head decisively.

"No, why?"

"Tsk." The man smacked his lips and looked at him with vaguely aggrieved eyes.

"?" Why, it's like he's a scumbag.

"Sure enough, Uncle Qiao doesn't remember me at all, hey." The man had no choice but to put the business card back into his pocket, revealing a dark flower arm tattoo on his wrist during his movements. At night, he 'inspected' the harem beauties who handed him their business cards as he walked.

The first one he saw was the 'Ji Mingqi' one, but Qiao Xing couldn't accept it because he thought of the dark flower arms, so he threw away the business card without hesitation.

Uh……

It's kind of embarrassing.

Qiao Xing really wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but there was already the sound of a loudspeaker outside.

"Qiao Xing, Qiao Xing! Qiao...!"

"Be gentle!" The chief director whispered beside him, "Wen..."

"Cough, that, Mr. Qiao... Where is Teacher Qiao going?"

"Here we come!" Qiao Xing didn't care too much, turned around and hurried back to the recording site.

……

After the recording was over, Qiao Xing walked to the underground parking lot as usual. Probably because he was angry today, Wen Changrong didn't wait for him in the car, but stood at the entrance of the recording site early and waited for him to get off work.

Everyone chose another path winkingly, or deliberately dawdled behind so as not to run into the two of them.

Qiao Xing put his hands in his pockets, pursed his lips and walked forward, Wen Changrong silently followed behind him, and the man opened his mouth only when he reached a place where no one was around.

"Are you really angry about what I did?"

"Well." In fact, Qiao Xing is not angry anymore. Anyway, he really doesn't like what those people are doing, and if he misses it, he will miss it. But today he made such a big fuss, and now he says that he is not that angry. Some can't make it through.

"If it's fair, they can also ask someone to seduce me." After Wen Changrong said this, he added, "Or, you can ask someone to tempt me."

"...?"

After a pause, Wen Changrong tried hard to recall what Fat Assistant said to him today, "You must clearly show that you are different from them, and express your sincerity in the simplest words", and then said: "I will definitely not be like them. .”

After another pause, the man said, "...I just want you."

Whether in the past or now, Wen Changrong is a person who doesn't know how to talk about love at all. It's the first time in a man's life to say something like "I only want you". The simple words are quite obscure and forceful, even He also lowered his head uncomfortably.

Over there, Qiao Xing was already covered in goosebumps from the numbness, and was so excited that he almost couldn't stand still.

He paused, turned around and looked at Wen Changrong who couldn't say a word. After a while, he walked forward again, and said as he walked, "Hehe, of course you are different from them. After all, you are tired of sleeping, and you are already gone now." Rare."

"..."

"I'm ashamed to compare myself with them, obviously they are all the same..."

"...It won't happen in the future." Wen Changrong also seemed to realize that what he said just now meant shooting himself in the foot, so he could only try to make up for it, "I know my mistakes and I can correct them, isn't it good?"

"Not good." Niu Coluqiao raised his chin high and stepped into his Cayenne.

Wen Changrong stood outside the door, watching Qiao Xing get into the car, with a look of annoyance on his face, of course he knew that he had said something wrong, but at the moment there was no way to remedy it, so he could only stand outside the car and watch The one-way glass that can't see anything, seems to be able to see through the glass with the eyes, and then see Qiao Xing.

"I'm going to drive." Qiao Xing honked the horn twice, "Go away."

"..." Wen Changrong's eyes fell on the one-way glass where he couldn't see anything again, and he pursed his lips. After a long while, he could only step back.

Qiao Xing started the car and was about to leave when he saw a familiar figure walking towards him.

Ji Mingqi was still wearing the leather jacket and riding boots that he wore during the day, but he had a black rivet bag of the same style hanging on his shoulder, and one sleeve was rolled up, revealing half of his tattooed arm, which looked like he was stretched.

Wen Changrong was standing outside the car, and the first thing Ji Mingqi saw was Wen Changrong.

Ji Mingqi didn't show any expression on his face, but Wen Changrong frowned slightly first, and the palms hanging by his side curled up silently.

——Qiao Xing recently recruited all young men like this.

It doesn't matter if it's prejudice, a man's sixth sense when facing an enemy, or a figure that Qiao Xing likes at first glance... In short, Wen Changrong didn't show any excessive expression on his face. It's the shadow of a sword, with a bad complexion.

Ji Mingqi only looked at the man, did not say hello, but nodded as a courtesy greeting, and then turned his gaze to Qiao Xing who was in the driver's seat at the moment.

Ji Mingqi leaned his arm on the front of the car like a rascal, and knocked on the glass window with his fingers.

"Brother Qiao, can you take me home?"