After the movie, she teased me under the guise of teaching drama [entertainment circle]

Peng Yuru didn't stay overnight in the old house. She still had a lot of things to do the next day, so it was inconvenient to stay there.

Peng's father and Peng's mother planned to stay in the old house for the next few days to accompany the two elders. The housekeeper, Uncle Huo, sent Peng Yuru back to the community. The location of the old house was relatively remote, and it was almost ten o'clock when they arrived at the gate of the community.

"Thank you, Uncle Huo."

"You're welcome, miss, go to bed early."

"You too."

Uncle Huo watched Peng Yuru walk into the community, and didn't start the car until he could no longer see anyone.

Surprisingly many people took the elevator at this time. Because of Peng Yuru's good looks, the men in the elevator often scrutinized her. As soon as the elevator reached the 12th floor, she walked out immediately.

The floors are three-family. Gu Ziyan lives in 1201, and she lives in 1203, which happen to be in opposite directions. Both of them have two bedrooms and one living room, and there is a small apartment in the middle, which is one bedroom and one living room.

According to the habit, Peng Yuru got out of the elevator and turned left, walked along the aisle and passed a corner, and the end was 1203.

But tonight, there were two more figures at the door of 1203, one of them seemed to be too drunk to talk, and kept swiping the ID machine with the room card, mumbling in his mouth, "Why can't it be opened? "

The siren of the ID machine sounded throughout the corridor, and the red indicator light on it kept flashing.

"Ziyan, it's not this room, you went to the wrong place."

Yu Jing wanted to snatch the room card from Gu Ziyan's hand, but her height was limited, and Gu Ziyan played with a temper and raised the room card high, but Yu Jing couldn't get it at all.

"Is she drunk?"

When Peng Yuru approached the two of them, Gu Ziyan smelled of alcohol and her face was flushed.The last time she saw Gu Ziyan drank a lot of wine in the crew, she was only slightly drunk, how much did she drink to become so drunk today?

"Well, Qing...Peng Yuru, can you help me bring Ziyan back to the room?"

When Yu Jing heard the voice, she turned her head immediately, and when she saw Peng Yuru, she quickly gave her a look for help.

"it is good."

Peng Yuru stepped forward to support Gu Ziyan with Yu Jing, raised her hand to take the room card in her hand, "I'll open the door for you."

"Ah."

Strangely, as soon as Peng Yuru approached, Gu Ziyan calmed down a lot, broke away from Yu Jing, put all her weight on Peng Yuru's body, put her arms around her waist, and arched her head back and forth on her shoulder.

While walking towards 1201 with Gu Ziyan in his arms, Peng Yuru gave Yu Jing a look, and you go to open the door.

When approaching the gate of 1201, Gu Ziyan suddenly called out sweetly, "Dad~"

An amazing word!

Peng Yuru's body froze, her expression was stunned, Yu Jing's small eyes widened, her hand was unsteady, and the room card fell to the ground.

"Father~ want to hug and hold high~"

Gu Ziyan didn't get a reply, she frowned, pursed her lips and yelled again, wriggling restlessly in Peng Yuru's arms with her eyes closed, a spring light appeared under the collar of her dress, and her head rubbed against her neck.

"Good~", her tone was extremely gentle.

Peng Yuru touched Gu Ziyan's head, adjusted her dress to cover her fair skin, then raised her head and gave Yu Jing a look.

Yu Jing understood, quickly picked up the room card on the ground, swiped open the door, and opened the door.

Peng Yuru carried Gu Ziyan into the bedroom, then bent down, and gently put her on the bed. When he was about to straighten up, he found that Gu Ziyan was holding her collar so hard that his knuckles turned white.

Finger by finger, Peng Yuru gently pulled apart the quilt next to her to cover Gu Ziyan, exhaled, turned and walked out of the room.

Yu Jing sat on the sofa outside, took a glass of water, and took a big sip, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, rest early."

Peng Yuru adjusted the collar that was messed up by Gu Ziyan, her demeanor and tone returned to normal, said goodbye politely, and returned to her room.

Yu Jing looked at Peng Yuru's back, put down the water glass, and looked thoughtful.

***

Early the next morning, Peng Yuru went out with dark circles under her eyes, and called an online car-hailing car to Duan Mengzhu's house.

She didn't fall asleep all night last night, she was calm at the time, but she couldn't sleep afterwards, Gu Ziyan's sweet and greasy voice was all in her mind.

She swore that if she heard the word "father" again today, she would beat that man up.

"Pumba?"

As soon as Peng Yuru got into the car, the driver looked very young and called out her anchor name directly.

"you know me?"

"Aren't you the gourmet anchor of Zhenyin? My girlfriend loves to watch your live broadcast, and even calls her husband on the screen. She has never called me like that before."

The voice of the driver brother was a bit sour, Peng Yuru didn't know how to answer, so he responded casually.

"But you are really good-looking. You look better in real life than on your phone. Can you give me your autograph later?"

"can."

Peng Yuru saw her haggard cheeks from the car's rearview mirror. She hadn't slept or put on makeup all night. She didn't know how the driver could tell that she looked better than in the live broadcast.

Next time you go out, you have to be more careful and wear a mask. Her fans are getting more and more. It's only been a week since the live broadcast, and she has already broken 50.

Half an hour later, Peng Yuru stood at the gate of Duan Mengzhu's community, raised his hand and made a call.

"Hello... Peng Peng?"

The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up. The voice was gentle, and the breath was a little unsteady.

"Mengmeng, I'm at the gate of your community."

Peng Yuru frowned slightly, firmly clasped the phone case with his fingertips, and glanced sideways at the community.

"Well~ wait for me for a while..."

The woman on the other end of the phone leaned on the bed, raised her head slightly, and bit her lower lip lightly. Her fair neck was slightly flushed, her round shoulders were exposed outside the quilt, and her mobile phone was turned on and placed on the bedside table.

There was a person lying on the woman's chest. The person's figure was covered by the quilt, only a short curly brown hair and a fair nape of the neck were exposed. It was difficult to distinguish the gender.

"Is Tang Jin with you?"

Peng Yuru heard Duan Mengzhu's suppressed panting from the microphone, and he could guess what was going on there without using his brain.

"Well...wait for me for 10 minutes."

Duan Mengzhu quickly cut off the phone, reached out and pushed away the hairy head on her chest, pulled the quilt off the bed, and stepped on the ground barefoot.

"Don't go."

Two slender arms wrapped around her waist, and then, a warm and tender body came up and hugged Duan Mengzhu tightly.

"Don't make trouble, I'm going to pick up Peng Peng, and you should go and wash up quickly."

Duan Mengzhu's steps stopped, his body was a little stiff, he gently opened the arm that locked her, turned his head and looked at Tang Jin, there was no trace of nostalgia in his deep black eyes.

"Ah."

The short-haired woman's breathing was slightly stagnant, she quickly turned her eyes away, bent down to pick up the scattered clothes on the ground, and forced back the tears that appeared in her eyes.

***

Holding the mobile phone, Peng Yuru listened to the beeping beeping sound in his ear, his brows were knit together, and his expression was a bit complicated.

Seeing that the sun was getting hotter and hotter, she stood there thinking for a while, walked straight to the security booth, and smiled slightly at the young security guard:

"Hello, can I wait here for my friend to pick me up?"

The bronze-colored face of the little security guard turned red, he hesitated to say something, closed his mouth again, and finally just nodded.

"Thank you."

Peng Yuru successfully escaped from Father Sun's palm by virtue of her beauty, and stood under the awning looking into the community.

"sit."

The little security guard was sitting on a plastic stool with a small fan in his hand, secretly glanced at Peng Yuru, suddenly remembered something, got up and put the stool behind Peng Yuru.

"No, sit down, my friend will be here soon."

Peng Yuru bent down to pick up the stool, and put it back behind the little security guard.

The little security guard sat back somewhat awkwardly, the hot summer wind carried the faint scent of perfume from Peng Yuru's body across the tip of his nose, he didn't know perfume, all he knew was that it smelled very good.

Peng Yuru waited for about 15 minutes, and when the forehead was slightly sweaty, he saw a woman in a white vest, black hot pants, and a high ponytail rushing over.

The woman has a pair of beautiful almond eyes, warm and white skin like jade, and a small cherry mouth. She has very typical Asian facial features, but together they look very delicate and attractive.

When Duan Mengzhu was signing at the security office, Peng Yuru looked at the bruises under her eyes and the red marks on her side neck, and couldn't help but say:

"Mengmeng, pay attention to your body."

Duan Mengzhu's writing hand paused, and after filling out the information, he put down the pen and showed a big smile to Peng Yuru, "I just need to protect my throat."

Thousands of words were stuck in Peng Yuru's throat, and he didn't say a single word.

"Come on, let's go up and talk."

Duan Mengzhu didn't expect Peng Yuru to get on the train either, Peng Yuru couldn't get on her high-speed train.

"Ah."

The two walked side by side. Duan Mengzhu is much shorter than Peng Yuru, only about 165cm, and she has a small frame, so she is rather cute.

With a sound of ding dong, the elevator stopped on the 16th floor. Duan Mengzhu waited for the elevator door to open slowly, and walked out together with Peng Yuru, stopped in front of a security door, then raised her hand and knocked on the door, she was in a hurry and forgot to take the room stuck.

Creaking, the security door opened from the inside. Tang Jin's short hair was wet on his forehead, and he was wearing a simple white T and khaki jeans. He turned sideways to let the two of them in.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Tang Jin stood with the two of them, taller than Peng Yuru by a few points. She is an international supermodel, tall and has long legs. Her eyes are light blue. She is of mixed Chinese and English descent.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Peng Yuru smiled slightly, changed into her slippers and walked into the room. The living room was unexpectedly clean. She was prepared for the messy living room.

Last year, before she graduated, she went directly to her house without saying hello to Duan Mengzhu. The living room was full of clothes, underwear and panties were placed directly on the coffee table, the condom box was left on the bathroom door, the bedroom door was open, and the bed was lying on the bed. With two white flesh.

Peng Yuru felt that she was about to grow a needle's eye, so she returned the key to Duan Mengzhu's house that day.

When Duan Mengzhu saw the clean and tidy room, he was also stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Tang Jin, expressionless, went straight to the kitchen, and poured Peng Yuru a glass of boiled water.

"How is it? Is the entertainment industry easy to mess with?"

Duan Mengzhu and Peng Yuru sat side by side on the big sofa in the middle, and Tang Jin sat on the single sofa opposite, looking at Duan Mengzhu intentionally or unintentionally with light blue eyes.

"I don't know, I haven't officially debuted yet."

Peng Yuru didn't know that Tang Jin was Duan Mengzhu's tenth partner. Sometimes, Duan Mengzhu even dated several partners at a time. Men and women were not taboo, and he ate all meat and vegetables, commonly known as the Queen of the Sea.

"Is acting fun?"

Duan Mengzhu didn't pay attention to Tang Jin's eyes at all, he didn't even give her a look, and he just focused on chatting with Peng Yuru.

"It's a little difficult."

Peng Yuru clearly knew that Duan Mengzhu's actions were wrong, and she was worried that Duan Mengzhu would have problems, but the fact is that no mistakes have been made so far.

"Ah, that must be difficult."