It is said that only Yan can play [entertainment circle]

Taking Fu Qinghao and Liu Ying back to the hotel on the way, Mu Yuxi was spread out on the comfortable single sofa next to the French window of his room as soon as he returned to the presidential suite.

"I'm so tired, I'm almost exhausted." Mu Yuxi, who was lying on the salty fish, couldn't help but yawned, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

His eyelashes blinked, and he looked drowsy.

But he hasn't bathed yet, so he doesn't want to go to bed, but he doesn't want to move, so he can only struggle ineffectively.

Wen Bai couldn't help with taking a bath, he left Mu Yuxi's bedroom helplessly, and let him struggle on his own.

But maybe because Mu Yuxi is not lying on a bed now, this habit of having to take a bath before going to bed suddenly disappeared.

Realizing that she was just lying on the thick fabric sofa and reclining chair, Mu Yuxi convinced herself of the last bit of struggling consciousness, closed her eyes, pulled the blanket that was pressed by herself and casually covered it, and fell asleep.

When Wen Bo came in again, he saw Mu Yuxi sleeping on the sofa and reclining chair with aggrieved eyes, half of the blanket was pressed under his body and half of it was hanging in the air, looking like a pitiful little girl.

Pulling out the blanket and covering Mu Yuxi again, Wen Bai turned up the temperature of the air conditioner in Mu Yuxi's room, shook his head and went out.

Forget it, today's shooting is so tiring, he should go to bed early.

Wen Bai, who didn't even want to eat, was too lazy to go to the restaurant to eat, so he opened the refrigerator in the kitchen in the island, took out a small cake from the refrigerator that hadn't expired and ate a few bites, then brushed his teeth and went to sleep.

But just as he was about to fall asleep, his personal phone rang.

Wen Bo opened his eyes reflexively, and when he saw that the caller was Ao Ziqin, he couldn't help frowning.

Although he didn't know why Ao Ziqin was looking for him, he still answered the phone after thinking that it might be a business matter.

"Hi, I'm Wen Bo, what's the matter?" Wen Bo said with a sleepy voice.

Hearing Wen Bai's voice, Ao Ziqin immediately asked, "It's something, where do you live now?"

Originally, he didn't want to be so direct, but Ao Ziqin suspected that Wen Bai would fall asleep after a few pleasantries, so he went straight to the point.

But his question made Wen Bo wonder if the person opposite is Ao Ziqin, and whether his mobile phone was stolen?

"Why do you ask this?" Wen Bai was extremely puzzled.

Hearing the words, Ao Ziqin couldn't help laughing guilty twice, and said in a low voice, "Just tell me where you live, and don't worry about the rest."

Wen Bo:? ? ?

Sick?

You who stay in Huaguo ask me where I live in France, do you still want to come to me?

And don't worry about anything else?What kind of saying is this, poisonous!

Wen Bo didn't bother to pay attention to Ao Ziqin, a mindless guy, and said directly, "It's Hilton who recorded "Sweet" last time, and we live in the largest presidential suite here."

After finishing speaking, Wen Bo hung up the phone speechlessly, lay down again and prepared to fall asleep.

Hearing the "beep beep" hang up on the phone, Ao Ziqin looked at his dog artist expressionlessly, and was stupefied.

After dozens of seconds, he said helplessly: "Mu Yuxi and the others stayed in the hotel where you stayed when you recorded "Sweet" before."

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking.

Ao Ziqin: I'm so tired, actually he doesn't want to be treated as a pervert.

But it turns out that only Lu Yan, an entertainer, is there, and he still has a good chance of being treated as a pervert by Wen Bai!

Ao Ziqin, who accepted his fate, followed Lu Yan all the way to the Hilton, but there were no rooms here, not to mention the presidential suite, even the worst rooms had already been booked.

Lu Yan & Ao Ziqin: Okay, Paris Fashion Week is amazing, rich people from all over the world come here.

Ao Ziqin was helpless, turned around and asked Lu Yan: "What should we do? Shall we go?"

Unexpectedly, Lu Yan took a deep look at Ao Ziqin, and shook his head decisively to refuse.

It is impossible to leave, it is actually better to have no room!

If he doesn't have a room, he can go to Xixi's room to play on the floor. If such a good opportunity is missed, he doesn't need to call Lu Yan! !

Lu Yan of the chicken thief put on the mask again, then sat on the comfortable sofa in the Hilton lobby and started calling Mu Yuxi.

After making four or five phone calls in a row, it took a long time for Mu Yuxi to answer the phone, only to hear the opposite party call "Lu Yan" weakly.

The deep tiredness in Mu Yuxi's tone made Lu Yan's heart soften, so at this moment his tone was so gentle that it didn't look like him at all.

Lu Yan: "Xi Xi, are you sleeping?"

Mu Yuxi replied with sleepy eyes: "Yes."

Mu Yuxi, who was as delicate as a kitten, made Lu Yan's handsome face full of smiles.

Although his low-pitched laughter was slightly distorted through the phone, it managed to make Mu Yuxi's ears tingle.

Mu Yuxi, who was still too sleepy at first, forcibly drove away half of the sleepy bugs because of Lu Yan's laughter.

Mu Yuxi complained with a trace of embarrassment that could not be said: "Did you call me to ask if I slept?"

Originally thought that Lu Banyan would answer yes, but in the end——

"I have come to France, but now I have no place to live. Can you let me go to your side to make a bed?"

Lu Yante helplessly explained to Mu Yuxi how lively the major hotels in Paris were during Paris Fashion Week.

Not to mention Hilton, in the whole of Paris, as long as there are slightly better hotel rooms, it has been booked out. If there is no place to stay, he and Ao Ziqin can only be reduced to the streets of foreign countries.

You can't believe that Lu Banquet has fallen to the streets of Paris, among other things, as Rodin's No. [-] investor, if you can't find a house, Lu Banquet can go to Rodin for a night!

But—it's good anyway, Lu Yan can't find a place is indeed a problem.

This question drove Mu Yuxi's other sleepy half away.

Mu Yuxi, who was a little anxious about the road banquet residence, couldn't help but tinge a trace of annoyance in his tone. He complained, "You are really poisonous. You didn't book a hotel in advance even though you knew you were coming to Fashion Week. Now it's up to you what to do."

After complaining, Mu Yuxi couldn't help asking: "Where are you in France now?"

Hearing that Mu Yuxi cared about him, Lu Yan smiled silently, but his tone was still pitiful: "I'm on Hilton's side."

Mu Yuxi was taken aback, and said, "Which Hilton?"

Lu Yan replied: "The house where we recorded "Sweet"?

Isn't that just downstairs?

Mu Yuxi got up and said "wait for me" to Lu Yan.

Then he picked up the coat and mask hanging on the coat rack, dressed neatly, and went downstairs to receive the road banquet.

……

Downstairs, Mu Yuxi found Lu Yan at the place where he and Lu Yan used to sit and discuss how to check out the route of Paris attractions.

The position and sitting posture were exactly the same as that day, Lu Yan even held a small travel book and a pen to outline something in the book.

Such a scene made Mu Yuxi feel in a trance for a moment, as if the time suddenly returned to the day when the two of them rode bicycles to travel in Paris.

Coincidentally, Lu Yan looked up.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and that kind of staring like electric shock made people unable to help but smile meaningfully.

And let those romantics toast to the beauty of love!

Taking the lead to look away, Mu Yuxi was still a little uncomfortable when he walked over.

When he stood still beside Lu Yan, Mu Yuxi asked in a low voice, "Why did you come to France? Do you still have a job at Fashion Week?"

Lu Yan nodded and shook his head, and pulled away the chair beside him.

After Mu Yuxi sat down, he said: "There is a job, but it's not in France, it's in Germany next door."

After speaking, he took a deep look at Mu Yuxi, as if expecting him to ask himself why he came to France.

In fact, Lu Yan couldn't tell what he should feel at this moment, and he didn't understand why he suddenly flew to Paris.

However, the moment he saw Mu Yuxi's catwalk video, he knew he was finished.

He knew that in his life, except for Mu Yuxi, he would never fall in love with anyone else!

With this understanding, Lu Yan's mood was surging, and he couldn't stay in China quietly, or fly directly to Germany.

In the study, the moment he saw the map, he made a decision—booked the earliest flight to Paris by himself.

At that moment, he knew very clearly: he was going to Paris, he wanted to go to Paris!

He wanted to find the person who had amazed Europe, the one who belonged to him—God.

Now that he is here, he sees the boy whom he regards as a treasure, and he finds that his mood has not settled down, but has become more surging, as if his blood is boiling.

Embarrassed by Lu Yan's scorching gaze, Mu Yuxi lowered her eyes and didn't ask any more questions.

After a long while, he raised his head, looked at Lu Yan and whispered: "My presidential suite has a study room that is vacant. There is a bed in it, and the sofa in the living room can also be used. Do you want to go there?"

Although it wasn't Mu Yuxi's room, it was very close to him!

Naturally, Lu Yan would not be picky, but was very excited.

But afraid of scaring Mu Yuxi, he pretended to be calm, but the red tips of his ears betrayed him.

Mu Yuxi and Lu Yan fell in love like elementary school students, so Ao Ziqin couldn't help laughing in his heart.

Who would have thought that two people who are admired by thousands of people would be so innocent when they talked about love?

In this society, flash marriage and flash love are not a big deal, but they have known each other for so long, but they feel shy even being in the same room.

Ao Ziqin really doubts such progress, when will Lu Yan catch up with Mu Yuxi!

"What did you say?" Seeing the manager looking at them and muttering to themselves, Lu Yan couldn't help frowning, and asked in a cold voice.

Lu Yan was just a shy boy when he was with Mu Yuxi, but now he is so "cold" to him?

What a double standard in this demeanor, movement and expression!

But Ao Ziqin, who only dared to beep in his heart, only dared to say weakly to the road banquet: "It's nothing, I'm just thankful that Teacher Mu is here, otherwise we would really end up on the streets."

So he was beaten by Ao Ziqin and confused.

Taking the two of them to check in, Mu Yuxi took them to his presidential suite.

The presidential suite that CZ arranged for Mu Yuxi was the best room in the entire hotel. This suite was larger than the average house, with an area of ​​[-] square meters that could accommodate everyone Mu Yuxi brought.

In addition to the reception room, study room, exercise room, and private terrace garden... there are a total of six bedrooms here.

But because of the large number of people brought by Mu Yuxi, the bedroom has been fully occupied, and now there is only a bed in the study room, and a large sofa that can be used as a bed in the living room and balcony.

Without further ado, Lu Yan gave up the bed in the study to Ao Ziqin, then he looked at Mu Yuxi with piercing eyes, and said in a pitiful tone: "Xixi, I have no place to sleep."