Little wolf dog, he always wants a divorce

"Forgot to put on your seat belt."

Xie Jiacheng glanced at Fu Siran who was wearing a seat belt, and couldn't help but sneered: "You are too precious, you still wear a seat belt in the back row."

Shen Rongyan smiled and said, "Of course I cherish my life."

In the previous life, didn't you just sit in the back seat without wearing a seat belt and hit your head?

Can not repeat the same mistakes.

"By the way, which hospital are we going to? Don't go to those public hospitals..."

Xie Jiacheng glanced at him: "Don't worry, we'll go to a private hospital."

"That's good."

"What? Are you afraid of being recognized? Do you have such a high nationality?" Xie Jiacheng laughed at him.

Shen Rongyan didn't care about his ridicule, and said: "Do you think I'm afraid people will recognize me? I'm afraid people will recognize you, so I posted on Weibo that 'Mr. Are you saying that the thorns are not stimulating?"

Xie Jiacheng: ...

The two went to a private hospital they knew well for emergency treatment. Fortunately, it was not serious, only the sprained foot was more serious. After treatment, some medicine was dispensed.

Shen Rongyan asked the doctor for two masks, and when Xie Jiacheng went to the underground garage, Xie Jiacheng carried him down. To prevent being recognized, both of them put on the masks.

Fortunately, there were not many people in the hospital at this time, and there was no one in the elevator.

"Do you want to go home?" Xie Jiacheng pressed the button on the first floor of the garage.

"As soon as I go back, my parents, grandpa, and brother will know that I was pushed down the stairs by your cousin... How hurtful!"

Xie Jiacheng: ...

"Then Xiangranli?" Xiangranli is where the Xie family's mansion is located.

"No way, it's weird." Shen Rongyan said bluntly.

Xie Jiacheng was annoyed by him: "You just want to go to my own house, don't you?"

Shen Rongyan hugged his neck, giggling in his ear: "Yo, you found out? I just want to share a room with you alone, can't I?"

Xie Jiacheng felt a rush of hot air directly to his sensitive ears, and smelled a sweet smell of alcohol in his nostrils, so he couldn't help but feel flustered.

Shen Rongyan lay on his back, keenly felt his body stiffen, thinking that he was angry again, and quickly said with a smile: "Are you angry again? I'm joking with you, just send me to the hotel, and then I will follow you My mother said I live with you."

Xie Jiacheng, who was carrying him behind his back, was silent for a few seconds, but he said in a bad mood: "Forget it, just go to my place. If the paparazzi catches me and I take you to the hotel, wouldn't that be more exciting?"

Shen Rongyan laughed: "That's right."

With a "ding", the elevator arrived.

Xie Jiacheng was about to go out when Shen Rongyan on his back suddenly said:

"and many more!"

"What's wrong?" Xie Jiacheng looked vigilantly at the garage outside, not missing any corner that might hide paparazzi.

"Wow!"

"??"

"I look so handsome in the photo on the elevator door!"

"..."

With a dark face, he patted Fu Siran's thigh with his hand: "Shut up, narcissist!"

"It's really beautiful!"

Today, this outfit actually only performed rolling stairs for everyone, alas, it's too reckless.

The two returned to Xie Jiacheng's house in Taiheng Garden.

The house is not small, and the style is quite modern and simple, Shen Rongyan quite likes it.

In particular, the wine cabinet and CD rack are very youthful. I didn't expect Xie Jiacheng to be not only a business genius covered in copper (?) but also have such elegant taste at such a young age.

"Sit down, I'll go heat the water."

"Go, go." Shen Rongyan dismissed him, and jumped to the CD rack with one foot, wanting to see which CDs this little Xie had collected.

Well, a lot of vinyl records, yes.

Rock music, I didn't expect Xiao Xie to like rock music...

Huh, what is this?

Shen Rongyan took out a packaged CD, and saw that on the simply packaged CD, "Shen Rongyan's "Night Rain Sends North"" was written with a pen, the next one, "Shen Rongyan's "1945"", and the next one, "Shen Rongyan "The Record of Washing the Sword""...

Wow, it's all his work, including TV shows and movies that he didn't star in.

And there are many without CDs, probably burned by Xie Jiacheng himself, and they have been marked and sorted out.

What a die-hard movie fan.

"What are you doing?! Don't touch my stuff!"

Just as he was feeling emotional, an indifferent scolding came suddenly. Before he could raise his head, a hand stretched out and snatched the CD from his hand:

"In other people's homes, you can't just rummage through other people's things. Didn't your mother teach you?!"

Shen Rongyan looked up, and seeing Xie Jiacheng not looking at him with a sullen face, he put the disc back in.

It's just that the movements are gentle, and the tone of his speech is completely opposite.

Shen Rongyan flattened his mouth in embarrassment and unhappiness.

I said in my heart that I haven't seen you talking nicely here, baby, what's the use of a few CDs!