Chapter 299: A New Day, A New Closeness
"My mother, such a gentle and elegant person, left this world quietly, at that time, she made a wish to be with her for a lifetime, and her most trusted lover was loved in someone else's bed......"
"Ridiculous...... Sadly......"
Song Jingzhen hung his head after speaking, looking as if he was so sad that he couldn't breathe.
Even Jiang Ruan was abused for a wave, and after empathy, he almost cried for Song Jingzhen.
Snorting, Jiang Soft rubbed over and half-hugged Song Jingzhen and patted him, giving him a shoulder to cry on.
The neck is crossed, and what lingers on the tip of Song Jingzhen's nose is full of the soft and sweet breath of Jiang Soft's body, and there is also a mesmerizing milk fragrance.
Hooking the corners of his lips, Song Jingzhen put away the sadness in his eyes, and the cold light swept through, making the dark night sky even colder.
Jiang Ruan shuddered unconsciously.
Song Jingzhen hurriedly touched Jiang Soft's forehead, "It's cold at night, let's go in and rest." ”
After speaking, he didn't give Jiang Ruan a chance to react, and forcibly sent Jiang Ruan, who was still sad for others, into the RV.
He packed up his things outside, and then walked to the director team to discuss today's editing problems.
There are some things that should not be shown to outsiders, and they cannot be seen at all.
On the morning of the second day, Song Jingzhen was the first to wake up.
After confirming the location of each camera in the car, Song Jingzhen freshened up and knocked on Jiang Ruan's room door leisurely.
"Jiang Soft, get up!" The voice of the shouting was very gentle, and the gentle Jiang Soft didn't think of it at all after hearing it inside.
"Oh," but she remembered that she was filming a show, and knocked back on the door, "wait for me." ”
Through the door, Jiang Ruan's confused voice when he woke up early in the morning was like a newborn milk cat barking.
was heard by Song Jingzhen in his mind, and directly turned into a kitten into his heart, scratching it gently, feeling crispy and numb.
“...... Hmmm......" After a long time, Song Jingzhen found his voice, turned around and left in a hurry, and lowered his head and didn't shoot at the camera.
There were staff members waiting there earlier.
Seeing Song Jingzhen coming out, he hurriedly asked.
As a result, just as he was about to speak, Song Jingzhen immediately glanced at him, and also made a booing gesture by the way.
The accompanying director suddenly held back his words, saying that it was not, and it was not if he did not say it.
It was Jiang Soft who came to rescue him.
Jiang Ruan wore a sweatshirt and hat on his head to cover his messy hair, got out of the car sleepily, saw the accompanying director and froze for a second, and then ignored his existence and left directly.
Accompanying director: "?" So love will disappear, right?
Jiang Ruan ignored the existence of the accompanying director, and the first thing he did when he got out of the car was to find Song Jingzhen.
Early in the morning, Jiang Soft is the same as her name, delicate and soft, cute and wants to make people sit to death.
However, of course, Song Jingzhen was reluctant to sit on Jiang Soft, and as soon as he saw Jiang Soft, he poured a glass of water for her first.
Jiang Ruan pointed to his mouth, shook his head, and didn't take the glass of water.
Pouting, as if she would cry at any moment.
Early in the morning, this was too sudden.
But Song Jingzhen didn't feel sudden, he understood very well, pointed to Jiang Soft where to wash, and sent Jiang Soft over half-pushing.
Early in the morning, Jiang Soft began to be aggrieved, and most of the time he couldn't find a place to wash his face.
Song Jingzhen had met her in such a state before, and she remembered it clearly.
At that time, Jiang Ruan also participated in an outdoor variety show.
At that time, it was also in the morning, she stood at the mouth of the tent aggrievedly, and her companions didn't know what was wrong with her, but after she stood for a while, she began to wipe her tears alone, and her white and tender little face looked very pitiful.