Wife, he never kisses me

"How about it?"

Qiao Chen's car was parked under the company building, he didn't intend to go up, so he asked Lin Weiran to come down and go home together.Lin Weiran asked about the situation on the phone, Qiao Chen said: "As I thought, Xiao Cheng is what he wants to invite. I just called his agent and said he was doing a show. She verbally helped He made a decision first, but he has to decide what the result will be."

"Chen Zhulin has always been generous, so you don't have to worry about the remuneration. What I'm worried about is that Xiao Cheng has never accepted such a script. In addition, he is gay in real life. He is asked to make romance movies with other actors. I guess he won't agree, unless the other male protagonist is his favorite." Lin Weiran got into the car and said.

"Impossible." Qiao Chen regretted, "I tried to recommend Ouyang Ling to Chen Zhulin, but he didn't seem to like it too much. He wanted to have a background in theater and specialize in art. Little Ouyang, music After all, acting is not his basic skill."

As Qiao Chen said "tsk", Lin Weiran sighed, and a second later, both of them laughed at the same time.

Qiao Chen: "My relationship problems are messy, and I still have time to worry about others." Lin Weiran didn't agree after thinking about it: "No, we are creating benefits for the company, and it's not all nonsense."

This reminder made Qiao Chen even more depressed: "Of course you are good for your family in the company. I'm just a part-time job, and I help the boss worry about whether the artists who are gay can make a pair to film. I really rely on me... tonight You cook."

Speaking of this, Lin Weiran thought of the pitiful appearance of two men who couldn't cook sitting cross-legged in the living room eating instant noodles last night, and suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing in front of them.A signboard of a Chinese restaurant appeared in Yu Guangli, and he decisively shouted to stop: "Go in and eat, I really hate the taste of instant noodles."

When I was in junior high school, my parents were too busy with work, so I never thought of asking the housekeeper to cook. Lin Weiran and Lin Wei ate instant noodles every day, and they felt like throwing up.Fortunately, after getting married, he married a daughter-in-law who is a top-notch cook, as if God gave him instant noodles for two or three years in life as compensation.

Halfway through the meal, it started to rain heavily outside, and the originally twilight street scene was suddenly overwhelmed by dark clouds, making it look like night, and the rain curtain blurred his vision. A strange feeling, but he didn't think about it.

After the two finished their meal, the restaurant manager found an umbrella for them.Holding an umbrella, Qiao Chen walked towards the car parked on the side of the road with Lin Weiran, and inadvertently turned his head and glanced to the left.Due to the heavy rain, there are fewer pedestrians on the road, and vehicles are bustling in the heavy rain.The street washed by the storm almost merged with the night, but the white figure on the side of the road was particularly eye-catching, and the white car beside him was very eye-catching in the dark rainy night.

"That's... Lin Weiran, Lin Weiran!" Qiao Chen dragged the person who was about to get into the car, and kept pouting at the white car and the people beside him, "Is that Shen Qing? Hurry up." See? It's raining!"

Lin Weiran quickly looked over and saw a white figure standing diagonally opposite. The street lights on both sides of the street hadn't been turned on yet, but it didn't affect his identification.Before Qiao Chen could confirm it, someone snatched the umbrella from his hand, and when he looked up again, Lin Weiran had already run to the middle of the road.