The movie star's dumb little milk bag

The film crew was in good condition, and a bus was chartered. He Fang was motion sick and sat in the first row, and Fu Zhiyan sat in the second row by the window. The two chatted one after another.

Even at He Fang's age, when she heard that the junior she admired had someone she liked, she couldn't help but gossip, plus Fu Zhiyan had always been a gossip insulator, so she couldn't help asking: "Is the other party an insider?"

Fu Zhiyan couldn't hide the tenderness in his eyes, and replied with a smile: "No, he studied art."

"Oh?" He Fang was even more interested, "In our line of business, we spend less time together with our other half, does she have any opinions?"

Fu Zhiyan wanted to answer again, but Wen Xing couldn't help it anymore, and interjected: "Teacher He, don't listen to his bragging, the horoscope hasn't been written yet."

Fu Zhiyan was not annoyed when he was exposed, but admitted it openly: "Yes, he is shy easily, and he is still in the pursuit stage."

On the other side, Yuan Qiao's conditions were not so good. Wang Sheng took a total of six students with him this time, and several of them rented a van. The road was bumpy. It rained a while ago, and the road was extremely difficult. When he was talking, he broke down directly.

"This, this, this!" Wang Sheng has been teaching and educating people all his life, seeing this situation, he has nothing to do but tremble with anger, "Hurry up and contact other cars!"

The driver, a local villager, also felt embarrassed. He tried to start the car a few times, and got out of the car to have a look. It turned out that the rear tires were stuck in the mud and couldn't get out.

"Why don't you come down and give me a push?" The rain started to fall again, the driver wiped his face, "Push me, maybe I can come out!"

Most of the art colleges are girls. This time, besides Cheng Man and Yuan Qiao, there is also a senior graduate student who came out with Wang Sheng, but this senior is thinner and thinner than the girls.

"I'll go down and push it," Cheng Man said as he opened the car door to get off, and Yuan Qiao followed closely, also preparing to get out of the car.

Cheng Man turned his head and glanced at him: "You don't want to go, it's raining outside, so I can go down alone."

Yuan Qiao shook her head, took out her mobile phone to type, and handed it to Cheng Man.

[I'll help you, the car is heavy. 】

Only then did Cheng Man notice that Yuan Qiao had changed to a mobile phone, which was the latest model of the fruit machine. He was a little surprised. Yuan Qiao had always been frugal, and this mobile phone was [-] yuan smaller. How could he be willing to buy it?

While Cheng Man was in a daze, Yuan Qiao had already jumped out of the car. It was raining heavily outside, and she was drenched almost as soon as she got down.

"What are you doing in a daze! Get down!" Wang Sheng urged, and Cheng Man hurriedly got out of the car.

Yuan Qiao didn't know that Fu Zhiyan would be here today. Last night, Wang Sheng informed them in the group that they would live in a homestay in the town. Yuan Qiao forwarded all the photos to Fu Zhiyan.

Fu Zhiyan was elated while imagining the scene where he suddenly appeared at the door of the hotel. Today, he specially didn't send Yuan Qiao a message, just to surprise people later.

Who knew that the surprise hadn't come yet, so Yuan Qiao gave him a fright first.

"There's a car in front of me stuck in the mud." The driver looked out of the car through the rain curtain and cheered himself up: "I have to be careful about this."

Fu Zhiyan glanced out of the window unconsciously, followed by the man standing up from his seat, and the action surprised Director Wang who was sitting in the back row.

"What's the matter?" Director Wang asked in surprise: "It's okay, our car has a high chassis, so we can't sink in."

"Stop quickly." Fu Zhiyan said as he walked to the car door, "That's my friend over there."

As soon as the car came to a stop, Fu Zhiyan rushed down. It was already raining too much outside. In order to get the car out as soon as possible, the senior and Wang Sheng also had to get down to push the car together.

Fu Zhiyan recognized Yuan Qiao at a glance with just a blurred back. He was drenched from head to toe, like a drowned chicken working hard.

"Yuan..." Fu Zhiyan didn't even finish calling a name, the car suddenly moved, probably because the driver stepped on the gas pedal hard, only heard a "boom", and the van rushed out.

The people following the cart immediately lost their support and staggered forward.

The expected pain did not come, Yuan Qiao was pulled into his arms from behind, and his whole body crashed into a strong chest.

"Woo," Yuan Qiao rubbed his sore nose, but he smelled this reassuring, familiar smell.

He looked up at Fu Zhiyan in disbelief, but his eyes were sparkling, full of joy.

Before Fu Zhiyan had time to say more, he took off his coat and covered Yuan Qiao inside. Wen Xing had already run over holding an umbrella, and was a little surprised when he saw Yuan Qiao. So it was really a wedding ceremony?

"Shall we go?" The driver of the van poked his head out of the window, "It won't be easy to go when it rains heavily!"

"Who is this?" Wang Sheng just fell in the rain, and Wen Xing took a few umbrellas when he got down, and now he handed them to the rest of the people.

Fu Zhiyan was wearing sunglasses, and his imposing height and imposing manner made him not easy to provoke, especially at this time with a dark face and silently staring at the scratched spot on Yuan Qiao's palm.

"We are Yuan Qiao's friends," Wen Xing could only explain, "We happened to go to Chongshan Village to shoot the scene."

Cheng Man looked at Fu Zhiyan's half face covered by sunglasses, and always felt a little familiar, but this thought was quickly replaced by worries about Yuan Qiao. The clothes in front of him were simple, but expensive at first glance. Joe could not have such a friend.

"Yuan Qiao, let's get back in the car quickly." Cheng Man wanted to come over to pull Yuan Qiao.

"Teacher, I'll take Yuan Qiao there first." Fu Zhiyan looked at Wang Sheng respectfully. "He's soaked and needs a change of clothes. I'll send him to your homestay later."

Yuan Qiao is an adult, even if Wang Sheng is the exclusive Liancheng, Jinjiang Shudan novel Baidu

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"Yo, this is?"

The people in the car here were all paying attention to the movement below. When they saw Fu Zhiyan bringing people back, they all looked this way curiously. Director Wang even stood up and walked over.

Suddenly becoming the focus, Yuan Qiao was obviously not used to it. Fu Zhiyan was protecting his small body in his arms. Seeing this, he was a little embarrassed. He smiled embarrassedly, and gently grabbed the hem of Fu Zhiyan's clothes.

Feeling Yuan Qiao's dependence and uneasiness, Fu Zhiyan explained: "This is one of my little assistants, who just happened to go to Chongshan Village this time."

It is not uncommon for celebrities to have several assistants. Although the way this little assistant appears is a bit special, this explanation is reasonable.

After finishing speaking, Fu Zhiyan led Yuan Qiao to the last row, where everyone's luggage was placed.

"Change your clothes first." Fu Zhiyan opened his suitcase and found a set of sportswear, "otherwise you'll catch a cold."

Yuan Qiao hesitated, probably because it was too cold, so she took the clothes and looked up at Fu Zhiyan with an uneasy expression.

Fu Zhiyan came to his senses and immediately turned his back to Yuan Qiao.

The tall back gave Yuan Qiao an inexplicable sense of security. He bit his lower lip, as if to cheer himself up, and then quickly took off the clothes that had been attached to his body.