Yang Haitao said weakly: "You...... Do you, like your sister, like acting?"

Song Xuan propped his elbows on the car window and looked at him like this: "What if I say yes?"

There was a red light in front of him, Yang Haitao stepped on the brakes, the car slowly stopped, and he turned his head to look at Song Xuan: "You...... Do you really like acting?"

She should be annoyed that he recklessly rejected the regimental commander's invitation for her?

Song Xuan teased him and said seriously: "Yes, I like it, I like it very much." ”

Yang Haitao's eyes flashed: "Hug ...... I'm sorry. ”

"I'm sorry?"

The green light turned on, Yang Haitao suddenly turned the front of the car, Song Xuan was surprised, and hurriedly said, "What are you going to do?"

Yang Haitao looked straight ahead and said with a solemn expression: "Go to the head of the art troupe and tell him that you are interested in his invitation." ”

The smile on the corner of Song Xuan's mouth was fleeting: "What if people say that the time is not waiting, how can the head of the group come and go as soon as I Song Xuan summons him? You take me too seriously, right?"

Yang Haitao gritted his teeth and said: "I apologize to him, it's all my fault." ”

Song Xuan felt that the serious man in front of him was a little cute, and laughed out loud: "Okay, you don't have to go to the art troupe, send me home." ”

Yang Haitao was stunned: "I won't go to the head of the regiment." ”

Song Xuan responded lightly: "Well, don't go." ”

Yang Haitao parked the car on the side of the road and turned his head to look at her: "Don't you like acting?"

Song Xuan stared at him: "I'm teasing you, I don't like acting." ”

Although she was born beautiful, her wishes are completely different from her sister Song Ran's, she has no interest in standing on the stage or in front of the camera, she wants to be a successful entrepreneur.

Yang Haitao almost cried with joy, is this a false alarm? Song Xuan doesn't want to be a star, it's great, it's great, it's great, he actually has a sense of happiness for the rest of his life.

Seeing him smirk, Song Xuan couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you angry?"

Yang Haitao was puzzled: "Why are you angry?"

Song Xuan: "I'm playing with you, aren't you angry?"

Yang Haitao's eyes burned: "No matter what you do to me, I won't be angry, not at all." ”

On the courtyard wall next to the car, the leaves of the creeper grew green, and the middle was dotted with roses, and the moonlight was bright, Song Xuan thought, finally, when she got along with Yang Haitao, she had a beautiful environment.

She thought again, perhaps, that the throbbing of her heart was only because of the romantic roses and the beautiful moonlight.

Perhaps, it really has nothing to do with Yang Haitao.

She convinced herself, then looked away and said softly, "Send me home." ”

"Good, good. ”

At the door of the art troupe, all the people dispersed, and the headlights went out, Yao Xifeng's driver looked at the person sitting next to him who was smoking and asked, "Xifeng, aren't you going home yet?"

Yao Xifeng took another puff of cigarette, slowly exhaled the smoke ring, and frowned tightly: "Song Ran took the flower from me, was very polite, and said thank you very detachedly, and then, he never looked at me again, and he didn't talk to me......"

The driver sighed and said, "That Xiao Ran, since she has a partner, can't you find another one?"

Yao Xifeng was bored: "You don't understand, you don't understand ......"

The driver spread his hands: "You young people's love and love, I really don't understand, your father has introduced you a lot, is it possible that there is no one you like?"

Yao Xifeng extinguished the cigarette butt, closed his eyes, and leaned back in the chair: "Uncle Chen, go home." ”

When I saw Song Ran, I mistook it for life......