Since the start of filming, Xia Chen has been busy until late at night every day, and it has been a lot of anxiety for her to change the script and collect shooting materials for a day, so that she doesn't care about whether Shang Song Weiwei returns to the hotel at all.

When she finished her work, it was almost the middle of the night, and she could fall asleep next to the pillow, so it wasn't until today that Xia Chen realized that there was one less person in this room.

Xia Chen pondered for a long time, and when she thought about it, she always felt that something was wrong, and there was a wonderful sixth sense that was pushing her to call Song Weiwei.

The phone rang the sixth time, and it went through.

"Weiwei, are you coming back tonight?" Xia Chen said.

“… I'm afraid tonight... I will definitely go back tomorrow night. Song hesitated slightly.

"Good. There was no noise on the other end of the phone except for Song Weiwei's voice, and it didn't look like a phone call in a sanitary indirect, Xia Chen clenched his mobile phone and said, "Weiwei, have you encountered any difficulties?" ”

Song glanced at Michael slightly, and he elegantly arranged the pieces of vegetables and fruits on the plate neatly, as if he didn't care about what was said on the phone.

"I'm fine, everything is fine. The fork poked a broccoli and put it in his mouth, and Song Wei waited for Xia Chen's next words.

"Well, that's fine, see you tomorrow. ”

"See you tomorrow. ”

Xia Chen bit her rosy lip, she was sure that she heard a man's voice on the other end of the phone, and it was very familiar when she cleared her throat, as if... It's like Michael Winston! she's still aware of the details she's with Michael these days.

After being stunned for about ten minutes, Xia Chen got up and grabbed his coat and rushed to the set.

At this time, Song Weiwei had just hung up the phone, Michael's green eyes glanced at her, and put a peeled Jiwei shrimp into her plate: "Who was it just now?"

"Xia Chen. Song Weiwei ate the prawns unceremoniously, and she paused: "Xia Chen likes you." ”

"It's none of my business. Michael put a peeled shrimp into Song Weiwei's plate again with an expressionless face, but this time Song Weiwei didn't eat it.

"Do you dare to jerk off a little more?" really, if it weren't for Michael's face, many people would want to hammer him out if he just said his stinky temper?

"I don't like it, thank you. Michael ignored Song's slight protest and gave her the shrimp to eat as usual.

"Then who do you like?" Song Weiwei rolled his eyes uncomfortably beside him.

"Need me to be more direct?" said Michael, who stopped peeling the shrimp and picked up his napkin and wiped it neatly.

"I like you. Michael said quietly.

", I don't like you!" Song Weiwei simply threw the knife and fork on the table, and got up to keep his distance from him.

"Can you understand my feelings now?" After being silent for a while, Song Weiwei, who wanted to fight for Xia Chen just now, didn't say anything anymore and went over to clean up the leftovers. She carefully lowered a stack of greasy dishes into the sink, and turned to see Michael sitting motionless and texting, feeling unhappy.

Michael turned his head and asked, "Need my help?"

"Yes, my hands are not for washing dishes. Michael put his phone in his pocket, walked over to close the distance a little, and then asked, "Then my hands are used to wash dishes?"

Michael walked to a suitable position, reached out to stop Song Weiwei's waist and pulled it into his arms, and looked at Song Weiwei until her cheeks were hot, then he snorted and let go without holding back his laughter, and at the same time untied his apron together.

"You, you!" Song was slightly ashamed and angry, she simply threw her face back into the bedroom and locked Michael outside.

Michael always makes some unexpected moves so suddenly, it stands to reason that this kind of normal flirting method, the average girl has already bowed down under his suit, but Song Weiwei felt that Michael was humiliating himself and looking at his shy jokes.

Before Michael was done, he heard a knock on the door. He glanced at the bedroom cabin, wiped his hands clean, and went to open the door.

For safety reasons, the deadbolt is still hanging before opening the door. Before Michael even showed his face, he heard someone outside ask, "Is that Mr. Winston?"

Michael thought about it, it should be Xia Chen, so he struck the deadbolt to let people in.

"It's really you!" Xia Chen couldn't tell what it was like, if Song Weiwei really had a private meeting with Michael behind his back, would this be considered a betrayal of her?

"Hmm. Michael answered, leaning back against the bar.

"Mr. Winston... Why is it in James's lounge?" Xia Chen actually didn't dare to ask too much about Michael's privacy, and Michael directly ignored all personal topics involved, but this time Michael didn't ignore her, "We often discuss the script together. ”

"Then he's in the room?" Xia Chen's courage gradually grew.

"No, he's not here. But Michael still subconsciously glanced at the hut, he knew that if Xia Chen saw Song Weiwei there, it would be difficult to explain.

"Then you are ......"

"Wait for him to come back. Xia Chen didn't want to listen to anything else for Michael, so he opened the door and made a gesture of please: "It's not early, let's go back." ”

"Who is in this room?" Xia Chen simply walked to the door of the hut and helped the doorknob. This action angered Michael, and he smiled at Xia Chen, "You should go back." ”

"I just want to know who's in there!" When suspicion reaches a tipping point, it makes women rush to find an outlet like freshly boiled water. Xia Chen pushed the door of the hut open despite Michael's dark face.

There was no one inside, and Xia Chen was surprised.

When Michael was still thinking about how to end the scene, he saw Xia Chen's expression, he walked over to take a look, there was nothing Song Weiwei, there was no one in the clean and tidy room, except for the open window.

"I'm sorry... Michael. Xia Chen pinned his loose hair behind his ears and left the lounge with his head down.

As soon as the person walked away, Michael quickly dialed Song Weiwei's phone: "Where are you!"

"I'm here with Selena. If Selena hadn't come back from walking her dog outside just now and happened to meet Xia Chen, who was out of breath, she would have been caught right now.

"She picked me up from outside and jumped out of the window. Song Weiwei was not happy at all, as if he was doing something unseemly, and then he had to pretend to be stupid to Xia Chen the next day, which felt too bad.

Michael nodded, hung up the phone without saying anything. Here Song sighed slightly, sent a text message to James to ask when she would come back, and then, she glanced at Selena with an excited face and rubbed her cheeks vigorously not wanting to listen to the other party's soul torture.

"Say, which of these two men do you prefer!" Selena hurriedly said, "I guess it's Michael, he's golden and attractive." ”

Song frowned slightly, "No, wrong." ”

"Oh my God, tell me if you like James more?" Selena excitedly shook Song Weiwei's hand, "I always wanted you to be a couple." ”

Song slightly pushed her hand away and changed to a sofa to sit on. "Not a little more......"

Does she want to tell this person about the two of them being together?