Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

To be honest, Wang Jiulong doesn't want to go anywhere now, and when he finally has a rest, he can't wait to sleep upside down.He also reluctantly agreed to watch the show with Ling Pan, but it's not that bad to go out with Ling Pan.

This morning, the phone ringing woke him up.

"Hey?"

"Jiao'er, are you awake?"

The bright female voice on the phone woke him up a bit. Wang Jiulong poked his head out of the quilt and checked the time. It was 08:30.

He said lazily: "Isn't it still night? Why did you call so soon?"

"I just want to see if you still remember our agreement."

Wang Jiulong smiled helplessly and said, "You interrupted my sweet dreams."

"After watching the show tonight, I invite you to dinner."

"Row."

"Wait for my call tonight."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Jiulong was in a daze on the bed for a while before getting up.

Since winter.The weather is getting colder.

Although Wang Jiulong is tall, he is most afraid of the cold. Fortunately, there is air conditioning and heating at home. Whenever he is at home, he turns on the heating to the maximum.

Putting on long sweatpants, I got up and went downstairs to the kitchen, found some bread, warmed up the milk, and ate a few mouthfuls of breakfast

After breakfast, he went upstairs to sleep again, and didn't wake up slowly until three o'clock in the afternoon.

At about five o'clock, Wang Jiulong began to change clothes.

He was still wearing the clothes he wore in the small alley of Liuxiang that day, and put on a silver padded jacket.

Infiniti drove downstairs to Ling Pan's apartment and called her.

"Ling Pan, I'm downstairs."

"So fast, then you come up."

"Ah."

After locking the car, he walked into the elevator and went up to the ninth floor.

Ling Pan opened the door for him.

Wang Jiulong looked at Ling Pan who was wearing a bathrobe and wrapped his head in a towel, and said, "Are you taking a bath?"

Ling Pan wiped the water off his face and said with a smile, "I just finished washing. Come in, you're quick enough."

Sitting on the sofa, Wang Jiulong watched her walk into the bathroom.

"I'm fine anyway."

Ling Pan dried his hair with a hair dryer, and when he came out of the bathroom, he said to Wang Jiulong, "You wait for me, I'll change clothes right away and come down."

He watched Ling Pan go upstairs again.

Wang Jiulong closed his eyes, trying hard to digest the visual impact of the water-stained and thin clavicle just now.

He cursed in his heart, when did he become so impulsive?

Ling Pan rummaged through the closet, tried on several clothes, and finally found a match that satisfied her.

She especially likes to wear dresses, whether it is summer or winter, because they are convenient and beautiful.She wore an off-the-shoulder royal blue sweater dress, and the thick sweater also revealed a different kind of sexy and playful. She wore leggings and a pair of black fringed wedge-heeled flat boots.

Looking at the girl with delicate makeup in the mirror, Ling Pan raised her lips and smiled.

Satisfied, she picked up her bag and went downstairs.

Wang Jiulong heard her coming downstairs and looked up.

Seeing her attire, Wang Jiulong raised his eyebrows.

Ling Pan came to him, stood there and turned around, and asked him with a smile: "How is it? Does it look good?"

Wang Jiulong nodded: "Very beautiful."

Beautiful indeed.

The two went down the apartment building together.

Wang Jiulong took out the car keys and said to Ling Pan, "Take my car. I'll take you back when it's over."

When Ling Pan heard this, he hurried forward and grabbed his arm: "I'll buy you a drink when it's over."

Wang Jiulong glanced at her and smiled: "Are you buying me a drink?"

Seeing his expression, Ling Pan said, "What's the matter? I'm a supermodel, can I buy others a drink without money?"

"All right, please."

With that said, he went to pick up the car first.

Ling Pan followed behind him, the corners of his mouth unstoppably raised.

The show that Ling Pan chose was a commercial show, and the models would not wear thick smoky makeup like a professional show, but a makeup that conforms to the aesthetics of the public.Just like a commercial show like Victoria's Secret, it focuses on beauty, and it still has a certain viewing value for laymen.

The two passed the ticket check, walked into the venue, found their seats, sat down and waited for the start of the big show.

Ling Pan asked Wang Jiulong: "What work do you have next?"

"In January next year, our third Deyun team will be at the Heilongjiang Deyun Club. We will perform for a week, and there will be a special show for me and Jiuling in March." Wang Jiulong sighed, "I'm busy again."

"It proves that you are a character, you are popular!" Ling Pan patted him on the shoulder.

Wang Jiulong looked at her: "Do you want to come to the special show in March?"

"Of course, I've said it all, I don't want to miss any of your performances! I'm going to Heilongjiang in January."

"Are you sure? Our special session is still in Beijing. Are you sure you want to come to Heilongjiang?"

Ling Pan nodded: "I'm sure, I'm going no matter what."

Wang Jiulong bowed to her: "Thank you for your support!"

The time for small talk, the big show has already begun.

Looking at the models on stage, Wang Jiulong asked Ling Pan, "Do your models have to go through very strict training?"

Ling Pan nodded: "Strict, every teacher is very strict, but there are not many who can become supermodels, it depends on whether you can persevere. This is the same as you talk about cross talk, there are only a few who can become roles .”

Wang Jiulong nodded in agreement: "It's not easy in all walks of life."

Ling Pan lowered his head and smiled lightly: "Yes. Whether you like this industry or not, since you have entered this industry, you have to persevere."

Wang Jiulong frowned and asked her: "From what you mean, you don't seem to want to be a model before?"

Ling Pan raised his head and glanced at him: "I guess..."

Wang Jiulong stopped talking, and the two just watched the show quietly.