stand-in model

He never thought that Rong Sheng would come today.

In the room, only the lights in the hallway and the floor lamp beside Jiang Liang were turned on, and the room was divided into black and white.

He and Rong Sheng each have half.

The black windbreaker was put on the back of the sofa by Jiang Liang. He was sitting on half of the sofa, with his feet on hotel slippers, and his hands resting naturally on his legs.

And Rong Sheng was still wearing the same outfit that he went out in the morning, a light brown sweater with a white shirt and black suit pants inside, he felt youthful all over the screen.

So you didn't go home?Straight to the hotel?

For unknown reasons, he could only sit on the sofa in the crew room with Rong Sheng and stare at each other.

The result was - he could only hold his forehead helplessly after a few seconds of stalemate.

"You didn't say you were coming."

Just as Jiang Liang got out of the elevator dragging his suitcase, he saw Rong Sheng standing at the door of 3303. He was a little puzzled, why did this man visit the shift at night.

Do you still have to play in the middle of the night?

I originally planned to ask questions in the hotel corridor, but I was afraid of being photographed by some entertainment journalists, and then I would talk nonsense, and in the end I had to invite people in first.

"I asked Wu Yu to tell you, that is when you just finished eating."

Rong Sheng lowered his head and played with the ornament on the table - a blue glass ball.

Jiang Liang emptied his mind directly after listening.

He was in the car at that time, feeling drowsy after drinking and eating, and really didn't pay attention to what Wu Yu had to say.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that Rong Sheng really can't feel that it came out of nowhere.

Jiang Liang is very sleepy now, he just wants to make a long story short and resolve everything quickly.

"looking for me."

He pinched the bridge of his nose, hoping that Rong Sheng could tell the reason why he came to the hotel in the middle of the night.

"I don't know how to use the microwave in the apartment."

Rong Sheng frowned, then played with the glass ball in his hand.

Jiang Liang on the opposite side can only have black lines all over his head.

An adult, can't use, microwave oven...

That's right, Rong Sheng can't cook.Huo Ji, the manager and assistant, used to cook. Later, when he moved in, he was the one who cooked.

So, did Rong Sheng not even eat dinner?

I came here specifically to ask him how to use a microwave oven?

This reason is outrageous.

In fact, Rong Sheng didn't know why he came to the hotel.

When he opened the door, he saw the coat that disappeared from the hanger and the shoes that disappeared from the shoe cabinet. He was a little empty; later he saw the fish that had gone cold in the microwave oven. He subconsciously felt that he wanted to come to Jiang Liang and ask Jiang Liang to help him. Warm up meals.

He can use the microwave.It's easy to use, but he doesn't want to.

Rong Sheng squeezed the blue glass ball in his palm.

Is it because Jiang Liang looks like Su Ziru?

So he can't leave?

He couldn't figure it out, so he could only struggle unilaterally.

Jiang Liang stroked the glass in the hotel with his fingertips, and took a tentative look at Rong Sheng, whose face was full of confusion.

He got up and went to the bedside table to grab the tablet provided by the hotel, and returned to the sofa.

Quietly ordered a meal for two in the back kitchen of the hotel.

He would be embarrassed to watch Rong Sheng eat it if he ordered it for one person.

Order for two, although he has eaten, he can still pretend to eat a few mouthfuls.

Seeing that Jiang Liang hadn't replied to him, Rong Sheng could only look up.

Jiang Liang on the opposite side is wearing a white turtleneck sweater, holding a tablet in his arms, and seems to be dealing with things very seriously. Under the effect of the warm light, he is more gentle and gentle.

Rong Sheng didn't know it himself, but in fact he became more and more aware of the difference between Jiang Liang and Su Ziru.

They are like the moon and the sun.

The night outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is like a scene, and the inside is soft and quiet.

Jiang Liang looked out through the window.

It was a dark night outside, and there were only a few stars in the sky, but there was bright light and neon lights on the opposite side of the Liaocheng River where the hotel landed.

Jiang Liang only felt that the night was a bit dazzling, so he simply got up with the tablet and walked to the French windows and drew the tight curtains, so that the night could no longer sneak in.

He then changed hands and placed the tablet on the table in front of Rong Sheng.

"I just ordered a meal from the hotel, and you can pick it up after knocking on the door."

After speaking, he pulled his big black suitcase from the bed and opened it while sitting on the creamy white carpet.

Carefully took out daily necessities one by one from inside, got up again and carefully placed them in every corner of the room.

Jiang Liang didn't worry about Rong Sheng's existence, and his pajamas and other personal items were placed directly on the bed.

He knew that Rong Sheng would not be interested in him, nor would he have other thoughts, so it didn't matter.

In this case, the contract will give him a sense of security and trust.

Rong Sheng, who was sitting on the sofa beside him, said "OK", and leaned forward slightly to pick up the tablet that Jiang Liang had just placed on the table.

There is still the temperature of ginger cool fingers left on the tablet.

warm.

He flipped through the homepage casually, opened the small game of Xiaoxiaole on the tablet and played it out of boredom.

Rong Sheng was probably bored after playing around.

He simply put down the tablet, leaned back on the sofa, and looked slightly sideways at Jiang Liang who was busy beside him.

His eyes moved with Jiang Liang's movements.

"If you are bored, help me fill the bathtub in the bathroom with water. I will sterilize and clean the bathtub later."

Jiang Liang twisted his neck and hung the coat on the bed on the hanger beside the bed.

From the corner of his eyes, he watched Rong Sheng get up and go to the bathroom, and he was relieved to sit on the big bed.

Jiang Liang couldn't bear Rong Sheng's eyes following him.

Who knows what happened to Rong Sheng recently.

He ran to the hotel in the middle of the night and stared at him again.

Goosebumps all over the place.

If he hadn't been busy filming and joining the group, he would have liked to go to the Taoist temple on Anhu Mountain in Liaocheng to find a Taoist priest for Rong Sheng to exorcise evil spirits, maybe it was a ghost.

After thinking about it, he was frightened by his wild thoughts, and couldn't help shrinking his neck.

Suddenly it felt so cold all around.

He turned around and saw Rong Sheng standing at the door of the bathroom looking at him.

A group of people surnamed grass and named Nima floated by in their hearts.

If the lights in the room had been dimmed, he might have yelled.

Rong Sheng glanced at Jiang Liang's cracked face, and said expressionlessly, "The water is full for you, and I also poured a little hotel laundry detergent into it. You can wash the bathtub directly in a while."

After hearing this, Jiang Liang stood up, a little surprised at what Rong Sheng did, and said, "Laundry detergent? I brought disinfectant myself."

He raised his eyes and glanced at Rong Sheng again, but the latter kept his eyelids down and didn't make a sound, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jiang Liang stroked his forehead and thought about it, but it wasn't a big deal.

Laundry detergent can also wash the bathtub.

Cyclic self-soothing.

He didn't tell Rong Sheng what to put just now, Rong Sheng just kindly helped.

It's good for a top performer in the entertainment industry to help him.

After completing the psychological training, Jiang Liang let out a sigh of relief, "I...forget it, it's okay, laundry detergent is also fine."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, pointing to Rong Sheng, "Sit on the sofa, I'll disinfect the bathtub first."

Jiang Liang turned and sat on the bed, took off her socks, then put on the slippers in the hotel, and entered the bathroom with disinfectant and a hair brush.

He was picking at the things in the bathroom, and he really didn't know where Rong Sheng found the laundry detergent.

Looking at the white foam in the bathtub, he felt that he could score twice and help his forehead again.

Rong Sheng, who was arranged by Jiang Liang, returned to the sofa, and he looked so cute that he couldn't tell.

The bathroom in the room was directly facing the sofa, and Rong Sheng on the sofa rested his right hand on the armrest of the sofa, looking up at Jiang Liang casually.

His gaze didn't follow as closely as before, but just glanced at it every now and then, as if he was guarding against Jiang Liang's discovery.

Jiang Liang squatted down, folded the legs of the black slacks up twice, then scrubbed the pure white bathtub bit by bit with a small brush in his hand, and dangled the red rope on his exposed ankle.

The tiger's head on the red rope swayed with Jiang Liang's movements.