After the sick top was forced to marry

Lin Zijin raised his eyes vigilantly: "What do you mean?"

"Just go out for dinner with me tonight." Pei Ming scratched his head embarrassedly, his eyes slightly bent, and looked at him tenderly, "Is that okay?"

He gently shook Lin Zijin's fingertips, narrowed his eyes flatteringly, and showed a bright smile.

Lin Zijin's heart trembled suddenly, and he avoided his eyes.

For some reason, every time Pei Mingyi looked at him with that golden-haired look, he didn't have the confidence to refuse Pei Ming's proposal.

bother.

He suppressed the irritability in his heart, and hastily responded: "Let's talk."

It just so happened that the assistant director over there was yelling for the actors to take their seats, and Pei Ming only had time to say "wait for me" before returning to their seats in a hurry.

Lin Zijin licked his lips lightly, raised his eyes to look at the field.

Something is wrong, he thought.

The distance between me and Pei Ming... is inevitably getting closer.

This is not a good sign.

***

Today the martial arts group is progressing very fast, and all the shots that need to be replaced have been re-shooted in less than a day.

And Pei Ming's hearty play pleased the big girls and the little girls. Even after work was over, they still pestered Pei Ming to make fun of him for a while.

Just as Pei Ming was about to decline, he saw a familiar figure slowly walking towards him.

He clearly heard his heartbeat seem to stop for a moment.

Among the booing girls, there was a sharp-eyed girl who hurriedly said, "Oh, Brother Lin is here!"

Everyone immediately turned their heads in unison, and said "Oh" in a meaningfully drawn out voice.

Lin Zijin stood still and looked at Pei Ming, not understanding what the group of people were coaxing.

"Mr. Lin is here," a girl giggled, "Let's go, we're going to live a two-person world."

Pei Ming's face flushed instantly, he smiled and said something to everyone, and walked towards Lin Zijin with his things.

Lin Zijin actually didn't really want to go out for dinner with Pei Ming.

He has always felt that as far as the relationship between the two is concerned, apart from sleeping at night and acting in front of the camera, there is no other place to stay together.

After all, sooner or later they will be separated, and there is no need to invest in other feelings at all.

What's more, the involuntary reliance on Pei Ming when he was sick the day before yesterday made alarm bells ring in his heart, and he wished he could terminate the agreement immediately.

Habitual dependence is really terrible.

Cutting the weeds and roots is the best option before developing this habit.

He thought so, but asked uncontrollably: "What are you dawdling about?"

"I, I didn't expect that."

Pei Ming seemed a little flattered: "I thought Brother Lin wouldn't go to dinner with me."

Lin Zijin glanced at him: "So I came here by mistake?"

"No," Pei Ming said hastily, "What would Brother Lin want to eat?"

Lin Zijin has no special pursuit of food, and usually eats little: "I don't care, you decide."

"How about the hot pot?" Pei Ming said, "I know a good hot pot restaurant near here."

***

Originally, Lin Zijin thought that the so-called hot pot restaurant was just a popular hot pot restaurant, but when he got to the place, he realized that it was quite different from what he thought.

This hot pot restaurant is located in an alley in the capital, surrounded by antique shops and teahouses, but in terms of decoration, there is no sense of disobedience.

In short, it looks particularly advanced.

Lin Zijin asked himself that he had been to many high-end hot pot restaurants, but he had never heard of this one.

But Pei Ming seemed to be very familiar with the road, and after opening the curtain for him, he reported a series of numbers to the waiter waiting beside him: "It's the same."

The waiter responded and took the two of them to a box named "Feng Qiuhuang".

The box is made of wood, and there is only a curtain hanging where the door used to be.Lin Zijin touched it and found that the fabric of the curtain was silky, as if it was embroidered with silk.

Is even a curtain embroidered with silk?

He sat down on the seat, looked at Pei Ming with a frown, and asked after a while, "You... come here often? Didn't you say you don't have money? The cost here is quite high, right?"

Pei Ming paused invisibly when he took off his coat, and said calmly, "I used to come with the boss, so I'm familiar with it."

Lin Zijin looked at him meaningfully: "Boss."

"It's just a normal meal," Pei Ming smiled, "Brother Lin, why are you jealous again?"

"Jealous ass."

Lin Zijin glanced at him coldly: "I'm afraid I'll be in trouble if I kidnap someone's little star without saying a word. You're overthinking it."

"Okay, I think too much."

Pei Ming followed his will: "Brother Lin, do you eat spicy food?"

"Ah."

"Is there any taboo? Just order casually without me?"

"Ah."

Pei Ming sighed and put down the menu: "Brother Lin, I really have nothing to do with the boss, trust me."

"I didn't say what you guys have, even if you have anything, it doesn't matter to me." Lin Zijin took a sip of tea, "Order your food."

Pei Ming shook his head helplessly, and called the waiter to come in.

The dishes were served soon, it seemed that Pei Ming was indeed a bit hungry, and the table was full.

The soup pot is a buttery and spicy pot, it is opened very quickly, and it is steaming under the light.

Lin Zijin took a few slices of meat and went in: "After this meal, you will have to eat vegetables for several days, right?"

Pei Ming's movements paused, and there was a bit of sadness in his eyes: "Brother Lin..."

Lin Zijin chuckled: "Xiao Sheng said it. Is your regiment very strict about body management?"

"Boys." Pei Ming took out the blanched meat from the pot and put it on Lin Zijin's plate. "Of course we have to be stricter."

"You... your business ability is not bad, except for your poor acting skills," Lin Zijin said, "So singing and dancing are not good? Why do you want to come to act?"

Pei Ming paused, and said softly: "Because the person I like is acting, I want to find a chance to get closer to him. I don't like acting that much, and I don't like singing and dancing that much."

the person I like.

Lin Zijin couldn't express the emotions in his heart, and said bluntly: "The person you like is also in the circle?"

"Well, in the circle, very powerful people."

"Then why didn't you tell me when I asked you a few days ago?" Lin Zijin frowned, "If someone you like signed an agreement, are you crazy?"

Pei Ming picked up the hot vegetables from the pot and put them all on his plate: "That person is so beautiful, I have no chance, just look at it from a distance. Brother Lin eats the vegetables, it will get cold after a while."

Lin Zijin said "Oh" and ate the meat.

The pungent taste of butter exploded between his lips and teeth, and rushed straight into his nasal cavity, making him cough a few times, and took a sip of tea from his teacup to cover it up.

In fact, he hasn't eaten spicy food for a long time.

Pei Ming raised his eyes, and looked at the opposite person unscrupulously through the curling white smoke.

The butter pot in this store is a bit hotter than other stores.

Lin Zijin was so choked that his eyes were blurred with tears, his lips were slightly parted, because the chili oil had turned bright red, shining brightly under the light.

It's like asking for a kiss.

Pei Ming's Adam's apple twitched.

In his countless rebellious dreams, he pressed the person in front of him to kiss and caress recklessly, and the expression that teased him was not much different from the current one.

Not yet, Pei Ming thought.

The prey has just put down some vigilance, if it acts rashly now, it will scare people away.

"How is your hand?"

Lin Zijin picked up a tissue beside him and wiped his mouth: "Do you dare to eat spicy food if you are injured?"

"It's nothing serious," Pei Ming said, "This is much less serious than the previous injuries."

Lin Zijin caught the details in his words: "Before?"

"Many times before, I got hurt from falls, scalds and everything," Pei Ming took a sip of tea, "There was another serious accident, and another female guest and I almost fell off the lifting platform. Hug her into the curtain next to her, otherwise the little girl will fall face down and her face will be disfigured."

"Ok?"

Lin Zijin blinked.

Pei Ming smiled embarrassedly: "Brother Lin, haven't you heard of it? It's fine if you haven't heard of it. When I tell a story without beginning and end, it's because the video at that time was taken out of context by the marketing account. , said that I harassed the female guests, I thought you would misunderstand..."

"I......"

Lin Zijin didn't know what to say, and finally just gave a faint "hmm".

I want to apologize to Pei Ming when I have time, Lin Zijin thought.

Although people who eat melons are often not responsible for the fake melons they eat.

Even if he... never knew that he had been misunderstood by him.

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