I'm pregnant with the queen's bun

During the filming of "The Art of Power", Mu Heng also received a call from the director of "Migratory Birds", hoping that he could star in "Migratory Birds". People who are more suitable to play the male lead, as long as Mu Heng can accept the film contract, they can wait for Mu Heng to transfer the schedule, and everything is easy to discuss.

His majesty kept his promise, and naturally he would not take back what he said, so he kicked the ball to Qian Dou directly and asked the director to contact his agent.

By the way, let's examine Dou Qian's ability.

Dou Qian didn't let him down either. This manager, who looks docile and elegant on the outside, acted vigorously and with an iron fist. She only negotiated with the director a few times, and she dispelled the idea of ​​stalking him.

The filming of "The Art of Power" is coming to an end, the previously bustling production crew has become deserted, and some actors have finished filming and left one after another.

What is worth celebrating is that as the number of people on the crew is getting smaller and smaller, Mu Heng and the leading actors can occasionally have a few words. The main thing is that others ask, and Mu Heng answers that the two sides have communicated more, and the sense of deterrence has also weakened. Only then did I realize that Mu Heng was just a little more serious and conceited, but he was still a pretty good person.

Of course, these are under the premise of not offending Mu Heng.

The final stage of the film crew was filming in Hengdian. Due to the limited time on site, the shooting has been relatively concentrated these days, and it was almost eleven o'clock when they returned to the hotel after work. Mu Heng didn't bother to harass Zhao Ge anymore.

When he first came to Hengdian before, Mu Heng called Zhao Ge every night, Zhao Ge would answer every time, and the first sentence would be to ask him if he was okay. Use monosyllables to perfunctory people.

He didn't call Zhao Ge for several days, Mu Heng still hoped that Zhao Ge could find him, even if he sent a text message to care, but except for the spam text messages sent by the system, Mu Heng never received Zhao Ge SMS.

The crew finished work, and Zhou Muhai took advantage of lunch time to give a lecture to Mu Heng. The two chatted while eating, when Mu Heng's cell phone rang suddenly.

It's "oceandeep".

"Myoceans deep my rivers wide, The strangers wee pat pleasures side..."

The ringtone belongs to Zhao Ge alone. In order to distinguish Zhao Ge's calls from others, Dou Qian quickly understood his purpose after listening to Mu Heng's narration, and set this ringtone for Zhao Ge's calls.

Of course, Mu Heng couldn't understand, these strangely pronounced words seemed to him like someone crying and howling, and howling was quite rhythmic.

Zhou Muhai was interrupted by the ringtone halfway through his speech, and looked at Mu Heng strangely, "Did you change the ringtone?"

Mu Heng put the mobile phone on the table, let him jump up and make noise, and calmly said: "No, it's Zhao Ge." He never concealed his relationship with Zhao Ge.

Zhou Muhai's low smile broke out again, "Love is as deep as the sea?"

"what?"

"This song is called Love is Deep Like the Sea. I didn't expect you to be so serious."

Mu Heng didn't have a big reaction, "Oh, I don't understand anyway."

"...You don't answer?"

At this time, the phone had already rang for the second time, and the melodious music stirred Mu Heng's nerves that were about to move, but was suppressed by reason again and again.

Mu Heng told himself over and over again that he must never answer the phone, which would obviously fuel Zhao Ge's arrogance.

Anyone who asked Zhao Ge to answer the phone was so impatient, and he never took the initiative to call him, and he never sent a text message.

Why call now!

If you call me, I must pick it up!

Don't answer, resolutely don't answer, even if he calls countless times, he won't answer!

Mu Heng decided to snub Zhao Ge, so that Zhao Ge could realize his importance. He let Zhou Muhai continue to talk about the play while eating. In fact, his mind was completely occupied by the unique ringtone, and he couldn't hear what Zhou Muhai was saying at all. The food here is also tasteless.

The phone rang countless times, and Mu Heng suddenly heard the sound of the door being pushed open, and then the incessantly noisy ringing finally quieted down.

He raised his head, and his casual gaze instantly turned into unconcealable surprise, with a faint hint of surprise.

Standing at the door at this time was Zhao Ge who kept calling. He didn't want to call to care, but wanted to ask where Mu Heng was.

It's just that Mu Heng didn't intend to answer his phone at all, so he had to go all the way to find here.

Zhao Ge wore a black windbreaker outside, and his legs trimmed by jeans were strong and slender. He leaned halfway on the door frame with a half-smile, his slightly narrow eyes were evil, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he carried several bags in his hand. A full gift bag.

"How not to answer the phone?"

Mu Heng still couldn't react, "You, why are you here?"

"Didn't you say you asked me to visit the class?"

"You can't tell!"

Mu Heng got angry when he mentioned this matter. He heard about the term "visiting the class" from someone else, so he asked Zhao Ge if he could come to see him that night, but the other party rejected him without even thinking about it, saying that he was too busy. When I had time to run to Hengdian, I said to see what is the use, can I grow more meat on my body.

Mu Heng was so angry that he hung up the phone directly. From that day on, his shooting schedule became very tight, and he was exhausted when he returned to the hotel every night, so he never called Zhao Ge again.

Zhao Ge walked into the room on his own, and stuffed the gift bag into Mu Heng's arms, not worried that he would throw the gift bag away.

The room is used to store clothes. There is a not-so-spacious area in front of the rows of display racks, a table, and a few stools. Fortunately, the quietness will not be disturbed by others.

There were quite a few seats around the round table, and Zhao Ge chose a seat between the two of them, moving the stool closer to Mu Heng, and then said casually: "I suddenly want to come again."

"..." Zhao Ge came to visit the class without saying hello, which Mu Heng did not expect, but he deeply believed that this also indirectly proved the importance Zhao Ge attached to him.

She obviously cared a lot, but she had to pretend to be serious in front of him.

Zhao Ge didn't suddenly want to come again, but because he didn't call or send any text messages for several days, so the strong sense of crisis broke out in his heart, right?

"Did you have meal?"

"No."

Mu Heng turned to Zhou Muhai and said, "Do you have a phone number for ordering food?"

Zhou Muhai had put down his chopsticks a long time ago, and was observing the expressions of the two of them when they were getting along with great interest. He couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, "You have to order food in advance. You may have to wait two hours for ordering food now."

"What about the other restaurants?"

Zhao Ge suddenly interrupted Mu Heng, "Don't bother Director Zhou, I ordered a meal."

When he spoke, he looked at Zhou Muhai leisurely, and there was a somewhat hostile cold light in the depths of his eyes, as if warning, but it disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Zhou Muhai laughed, "No trouble, Mr. Zhao can come to my place to flourish, you should tell me earlier, so that I can cleanse you up."

"Where, do we need to be so polite? Director Zhou is too far-fetched."

"There's no need to meet outside—it's been a long time." Zhou Muhai stretched out his right hand towards Zhao Ge.

Zhao Ge held Zhou Muhai's hand, and tightly strangled his palm, "It's been a long time."

Not to be outdone, Zhou Muhai strangled Zhao Ge's palm, and there was a sharp pain between his fingers, "Thanks to Ah Heng, we can meet again. Ah Heng often mentions you to me, saying that you have a bad temper, and sometimes you don't respond well People, you have to change these things."

Zhao Ge glanced at Mu Heng lightly, and then said calmly, "I don't need Director Zhou to worry about these. I heard that my family Ah Heng is in Hengdian thanks to Director Zhou's care. I should thank you very much."

"This is what I should do, you're welcome."

"I didn't expect Director Zhou to have such a deep friendship with Ah Heng."

Zhao Ge's face was sullen, his arm muscles under the windbreaker were swollen, and his knuckles were white due to too much force.

Zhou Muhai's face was disheveled, he refused to admit defeat, and forcefully squeezed out a sentence through his slightly trembling teeth, "A Heng is a very worthy person."

The two gritted their teeth and poured all their strength into their palms. The metacarpals and metacarpals were slammed and squeezed by the external force. Looking at each other's eyes, they set off a hostile aura that was so cold that it could freeze people.

The atmosphere was oppressive and tense, tensed into a string that would break if pulled a little bit, and no one would easily admit defeat in the confrontation between men.

At this moment, Mu Heng suddenly said, "Do you know each other?"

The understatement and some doubts instantly dispelled the hostility. Zhao Ge and Zhou Muhai looked at each other, and they let go of their hands at the same time as if they had reached some kind of agreement. There were still clear and white handprints on the palms, and the whole arm was a little numb. .

Zhao Ge dismissed it, "I don't know."

Zhou Muhai said intriguingly: "Boss Zhao and I have some old grievances, he may still remember that I stole his girlfriend..."

Mu Heng looked at Zhao Ge suddenly, his eyes full of questioning.

Zhao Ge moved his head sideways to Mu Heng's ear, and said in a low voice, "I was only eight years old at that time, and I didn't know you yet." By the way, he licked the soft earlobe close at hand.

Mu Heng let out an 'oh', and thought of Zhao Ge's behavior just now, he also lowered his voice and chuckled, "So were you jealous just now?"

Zhao Ge didn't speak, and just kissed Mu Heng's lips in that posture, like a dragonfly touching water, but it was so warm and intimate that people's bones were crisp.

Mu Heng immediately felt happy physically and mentally. He wrapped his arms around Zhao Ge's neck, and pressed his palm against the back of his neck, "Director Zhou and I are just ordinary friends. Don't worry. In my heart, no one else can compare to you. one."

Zhao Ge stared deeply at Mu Heng, "Me too."

Their noses touched, and the atmosphere was created to be extremely ambiguous. Zhao Ge kissed Mu Heng again as a matter of course.

Their voices were deliberately lowered, but Zhou Muhai, who was sitting next to him and could still hear clearly, felt ten thousand points of damage.

In the past, it was called Mu Hai when it was needed, but now it is called Dao Zhou when it is not needed.

How cruel the reality is.

The kiss didn't last long.

Zhao Ge and Mu Heng walked out of the clothing room holding hands, and passed by Zhou Muhai who hadn't gone far.

The two of them were obviously immersed in their own world, and they didn't even pay attention to what was passing by just now.

Zhao Ge said naturally: "Accompany me to dinner."

Mu Heng nodded without thinking, "Okay."

Zhou Muhai: "..."

Boy, I need to remind you that you still have to film in the afternoon.