Passion collision

After Mingyu got into the car, he sent a text message to Jing Mo, telling him to leave first and let him drive back.Not long after the text message was sent, the phone rang immediately, and he looked helplessly at Jing Mo's head dangling on the screen, Ming Yu opened the window and answered the phone.

"Boss, why did you leave first? Where is he? Didn't you get in the car of some liar, be careful Yu Ji!"

Before Mingyu could speak, someone next to him choked on a cigarette and coughed.

"Who is next to you? Feel guilty, boss, don't get into other people's cars easily, where are you? I'll pick you up right away, if you can't, call the police. Whether it's Yuji or movie fans, it's getting more and more excessive... "Jing Mo's other things are very good, but this personality is a little more direct, and the takeaway is a little emotional, and the voice is so loud that people in the back row can hear it clearly. Of course, there is no one in the back row, which means that someone next to him is more I heard everything verbatim.

Glancing at the driver who was still coughing violently, Mingyu kindly opened the bottle of mineral water in the car and handed it over.

"Boss..."

"Ran Xuanyang." Said the name lightly, and Mingyu didn't hide or explain anything.

"...Oh...then you pay attention to rest, don't be too tired, you look a little haggard today, I will help you push off the work for the next two days, you take good care of it, after three days, go directly to the desert to shoot the one you dragged before Promotional photos, then what, we must take good care of them, otherwise people will treat us as a poster for the return of our mummies in the past..."

"Okay, I got it." The corners of his lips curled up inadvertently, this assistant, to be honest, Mingyu still likes it very much, how to put it mildly, his personalities complement each other.

After hanging up the phone, the car was instantly silent, only the hissing wind from the slightly opened window.

Mingyu didn't ask Ran Xuanyang how he knew he was in the Imperial Hotel, nor did he ask him why he came here, but he just felt sleepy sitting in the car and watching the road speeding by outside the window.

"Are you tired? If you are tired, you can sleep for a while, and I will call you when you arrive." After closing the windy window, Ran Xuanyang slightly lowered Mingyu's seat so that he could lie down more comfortably.

"Yeah." Mingyu snorted through his nose, and Mingyu closed his eyes wearily.

He habitually took out a cigarette, and when he was about to light it, he suddenly remembered that there was someone beside him, and looked at the sleeping Mingyu, and finally Ran Xuanyang put the cigarette back in the case, and continued to watch the road ahead.

Why did it still appear?After all, he was still not at ease, especially after being tossed and turned on the bed for a long time and unable to fall asleep, Ran Xuanyang sat up, called Wu Si, asked about the restaurant where they met, washed briefly, and drove over.

What kept flashing in my mind was the scene when I met Charlie in Los Angeles the year before last. He was indeed as hospitable as advertised by the outside world. When he took him to the nightclub, he even said to himself ambiguously, "Little Ran Ah, you can actually give it a try for a different taste, sometimes hugging a man is more satisfying than hugging a woman." After speaking, he hugged a blond boy and left the bar with a big smile.

In fact, he arrived early, Ran Xuanyang didn't get out of the car, he just smoked one cigarette after another, the thought at that time was quite strange, wait until 23 o'clock, if he hasn't come out yet, he will leave by himself.

The top floor of the Imperial Hotel is the most luxurious Chinese restaurant. The Imperial Hotel itself is also a five-star old hotel in S City. I heard that it only received important state leaders before, but it is now open to the general public. Limit many guests.

Some unspoken rules in the entertainment industry still exist, so Ran Xuanyang doesn't know why he appeared here in a convulsion. Since he didn't plan to stop anything, what is the reason for waiting now?

Shaking his head, Ran Xuanyang obviously felt the migraine caused by lack of sleep, so he stopped thinking about it and concentrated on driving.

Ran Xuanyang drove back to his villa again. When he woke up Mingyu, he was confused for a while, as if he didn't know where he was. After waking up, he still didn't ask why. The feeling of familiarity.

Did not follow, Ran Xuanyang rummaged in the refrigerator in the kitchen, finally found a pack of noodles, checked the expiry date, and found that it hadn't expired, so he turned on the fire and boiled water.

Mingyu had finished eating, but he just ran over and waited foolishly when he was hungry. I really don't know which nerve was caught.

After the noodles were cooked, Ran Xuanyang had just sat down to enjoy a civilian dinner when the doorbell rang suddenly. The harsh sound made his head hurt even more. He frowned, put down his chopsticks, and dragged his With happy footsteps, he ran downstairs and opened the door.

Immediately, Jing Mo was taken aback by Jing Mo who was carrying a large bag outside the door as if fleeing for his life.