"Lanche, you're so good-looking."

As the sun set, Leng Xiaotai's face was covered with a layer of warm red. Lanche's lips opened slightly, and a smile blurred at the corners of his mouth, "How good-looking?" ”

As if he was afraid that Lanche wouldn't be able to understand his mind, Leng Xiaotai was a little panicked, he racked his brains to find the right wording, and even grabbed Lanche's arm in a hurry, "You're better than... You're better than..."

"You're better looking than Leng Xiaotai!"

“......”

Leng Xiaotai didn't know why he jumped out of such a sentence, but it was already a well-known thing that he often didn't have a brain, if only Lanche heard this sentence, it would seem that he was more playful, but he was excited just now, and his voice was so loud that the whole yard could hear it.

Fortunately, there was no one in the courtyard at that time, Leng Xiaotai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced back with palpitations, and then... He saw Li Ou, who was twisting his eyebrows and pursing his lips, with a confused and confused face, I couldn't understand the world.

Li Fei happened to hand the car keys to Qian Duoduo at that time, and retreated to the stone steps under the eaves to see the car leave. Just as he was about to turn around, he heard someone say, "Lanche, you're so good-looking." ”

At that time, he thought that he was tired of work and had auditory hallucinations, especially the sunset was still dazzling, which made him dizzy, and then he heard - "You are better looking than Leng Xiaotai." ”

Li Fei: "......"

Li Ou heard the sound and saw that the sunset was really a bit dazzling.

At dinner, Director Wu received a call from the hospital, saying that Kiii's situation was not optimistic, and he would definitely not be able to participate in the recording of the fifth episode. Director Wu said on the phone, 'Take care of your injuries, don't take it to heart on the crew', but hung up the phone but sighed secretly.

Although running popular is not a scripted variety show, and the changes in the recording process are flexible, after all, the props and links are designed according to eleven people, which is suddenly missing a person, and it is really a little unprepared.

"Hey. Never mind. Director Wu said to the assistant director beside him, "Change this team competition system to an individual competition, and tell Qian Duoduo that if he wants to stay in the hospital to accompany Kiii, it's okay if he doesn't come this issue, nine people are enough." ”

After speaking, Director Wu leaned sideways to Lan Che's side and whispered, "Lan Shen, I still want to talk to you about the Chinese New Year drama." ”

Director Wu recently found a good book, and intended to invite Lan Che to play the second returnee male lead in this play. Lanche used to focus on the big screen and lacked interest in TV dramas, so this matter has not been discussed. This time, Director Wu handed over the olive branch again, and Lanche didn't refuse as simply as last time, so he politely made a gesture of invitation, and the two went to the tea room next door to talk in detail.

Leng Xiaotai watched Lanche's back disappear behind the rickety beaded curtain, and scooped up the red dates in the porridge bowl with a spoon, and he stuffed the red dates into his mouth when someone's mobile phone rang on the table.

He raised his eyelids boredly, and saw Li Fei pick up the mobile phone on the table, it was a text message, Li Fei glanced at it briefly, and looked at the door.

The sound of the door curtain clanging sounded again, and a man lifted the curtain and walked in. Everyone sitting at the dinner table turned their heads and saw a tall man appear at the door.

The man wears an antique cotton and linen buttoned gown, plain linen harem pants, a pair of handmade cowhide shoes, and a string of Bodhi bracelets on his wrists. Looking at the face again, this person has a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes, hooked inside and turned outside, squinting slightly, as if smiling. The short hair of three or seven points is meticulously combed, the figure is straight, the bearing is extraordinary, and with this antique costume, everyone present has faintly guessed the identity of the man in their hearts - this is the feng shui master in Director Wu's mouth, right?

This master is Li Fei's friend, and Li Fei's expression did not show much enthusiasm, but he still got up to greet him and led the person into the house, "Have you eaten?" Add a pair of chopsticks to you? ”

Although the man had a pair of smiling eyes, he didn't feel friendly at all, he didn't even look at Li Yuan, and held a clamshell mobile phone in his right hand. In today's era when touch screens are leading the new fashion, there are really not many people who still insist on using push-button mobile phones. The man's fingers pressed the mobile phone Jiugongge extremely skillfully, and after the crackling sound, a mechanical voice came from the mobile phone, "No." That's it. ”

"......" Li Fei digested the mechanical tone without intonation, and continued, "Didn't you just arrive?" Let's sit down and have a cup of tea. ”

As soon as he heard the tea, the corners of the man's straight mouth obviously loosened a little, and he knocked on the mobile phone again, and the mobile phone said, "Okay." ”

Shi Liang tilted his body in the direction of Leng Xiaotai and muttered in a low voice, "This person is so forceful, is it possible that he is dumb?" ”

Leng Xiaotai moved the red dates on the left to the right with his small tongue, and shook his head with half of his small face. He stared at the tall man calmly, and the man walked towards the dining table with Li Ou, squinting at Leng Xiaotai, and the two looked at each other for a short time.

In fact, as early as when Director Wu mentioned that the crew had invited a cow man who was proficient in feng shui, Leng Xiaotai was already mentally prepared, the man in front of him was none other than the smiling man Leng Xiaotai had seen in a dream and later met on the train, Min...

"What do you call this friend?" Shi Liang was aroused by this person's interest, and couldn't help but talk.

The man sat down on the opposite side of the cold platform, tapped the phone, and the male voice of the system said slowly, "Min Lun." ”

Shi Liang: "Minwen? ”

Li Fei corrected, "Min Lun." ”

"Min Lun?" Shi Ming exclaimed, "Min Lun Min Huan, beautiful, you two shouldn't be brothers, right?" ”

Leng Xiaotai spit out the jujube core in his mouth, and said almost at the same time as the system voice in Min Lun's mobile phone, "I don't know." / system tone: "No." ”

"Isn't it?" Shi Liang showed a slightly regretful look, "I heard that this friend is studying ancient architecture, and it is an idiom to describe architecture, I also think that if you are really brothers, then your parents are really good at naming them!" ”

"Huh." Leng Xiaotai laughed dryly, "Your parents are also very good at getting up, Shi Ming Shiliang, your brother's nickname is Ming Ming, are you called Liangliang?" ”

"His name is Mengmeng." At this time, it was I who had been silent and said lazily, "But only I can call." After saying that, he yawned and left the table by himself, and before leaving, he took away Shi Liang, who was stuffing steamed buns into his mouth.

Leng Xiaotai, who was caught off guard again, shook his head and sighed, "Hey, I'm the only one left in the world..."

- Oh, I don't think so.

He involuntarily glanced at the empty seat beside him, thinking that Lanche wouldn't be back for a while. The atmosphere on the table has stiffened a lot since Min Lun came, Li Fei has no intention of introducing each other, and Min Lun has no interest in communicating with everyone, since I left the table, the mat has gradually dispersed. Leng Xiaotai put aside his chopsticks, symbolically nodded at the other people who stayed on the table to eat, and got up to leave.

Leng Xiaotai went back to the room, and seeing that Lanche had not returned, he was bored and began to rummage through the things in the wooden house, and coincidentally, he found a lot of Lanche movies in a stack of dishes in the TV cabinet.

Lanche has participated in many commercial blockbusters with a strong reputation, and it is not unusual to find his films here. But Leng Xiaotai still seemed to have seen a treasure, holding the disc and walking to the DVD.

This DVD is a bit old, and after pressing the button, I waited for two or three seconds, and the optical drive was still slowly stretching out. Leng Xiaotai picked the earliest movie by year and carefully put the disc in. Reading the disk, selecting sections, Leng Xiaotai didn't have the patience to read the whole part, so he pressed the remote control and jumped to pick out the clips of Lanche's appearance.

The first shot is at a pool party on a midsummer night, with a blonde in a bright pink bikini twisting her hips and carrying a plate of champagne. The camera is high and overlooks a huge feast, and next to the pool is a black leather sofa, in which a man in a white suit is plunged.

The camera switches, the smooth thighs are walking around in front of the man's eyes, and his ears are filled with the laughter of drunken dreams and death, but the man hidden behind the crowd is quiet. He split his two slender thighs and bent them at two beautiful ninety degrees, his elbows resting on his knees, his back slightly hunched, and a glass of champagne hanging from his lips.

The sofa in front of the pool seemed to announce who was the master of the feast, but all the pleasures here did not belong to this man, he just looked at it coldly, and no one dared to approach him. The camera gradually focused on the man, pulling in, until the picture focused on the handsome outline, the sphere in the deep eye socket turned, and the crystal pupils suddenly met the camera.

Leng Xiaotai's chest froze, and his Adam's apple moved and swallowed saliva. The TV cut to other people's scenes, and Leng Xiaotai grabbed the remote control in a daze.

Lanche's acting road is not wide, and a film critic once wrote, "International Lan is too foreign-looking, you let him play a three-wheeled role, the audience thinks that this is the prince who has experienced the life of the people, it is too unserious." It is precisely because of this that Lanche has almost become a professional son, whether he is playing a wise and elegant royal nobleman or a cynical gentleman, he basically can't get rid of two words - rich.

In fact, the image of Lanche in life is similar to the image he created on the screen, both of whom have extraordinary backgrounds, and some temperaments that are both evil and good. After walking from Nebrosa, Leng Xiaotai heard a lot of rumors about the traitorous god Lanche, saying that Lanche didn't like to associate with people, and his hands were stained with blood and so on in order to achieve his goal.

Although he also felt that the corners of Lanche's mouth were tilted to the side when he laughed, although Lanche would occasionally bully him in a wicked manner, but after getting along, Leng Xiaotai also discovered Lanche's unknown cuteness, such as Lanche's appearance of being a good person with a book, such as Lanche's appearance of watering and talking to potted plants, such as Lanche's appearance of holding a bowl of soy sauce and soaking rice pitifully because of allergies, the most surprising thing for Leng Xiaotai is that the aristocratic Lan in the eyes of everyone actually hides the attributes of a person/wife, Even if the luggage is tidy, the cooking is so delicious!

And he's still with that long legs!

The more Leng Xiaotai thought about it, the more he liked it, and he couldn't wait for the whole world to know. He couldn't hold back his restlessness, got up and walked around the open space several times.

Holding his phone, he excitedly entered Lanche's mobile phone number, and after thinking about it, Lanche was talking about work, so he persuaded himself to put down the phone obediently, and then continued to walk around the room.

Lanche finally compromised with Director Wu's insistence, and was not embarrassed to accept Director Wu's sky-high price, and quoted an approachable price, and this film contract was a verbal agreement.

On the way back to the wooden house, there was a nine-curved bridge, with water under his feet and a moon on his head, and Lanche couldn't help but stop and take a look, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. - There are no missed calls.

The little one doesn't want me. Lanche said to himself, took his phone and continued to walk in the direction of the wooden house.

The door wasn't locked, the lights weren't on, and Ranche had just taken two steps to see the disc boxes all over the floor. The LCD TV, the only light source, says 'It's finished', and the faint light reflects on the sofa man's face.

Leng Xiaotai fell asleep, still holding the remote control that was about to be taken off in his hand. Lanche stepped forward lightly and half-knelt beside the couch, only then did he realize that the several CDs scattered around the couch were all movies in which he had participated.

The corners of Lanche's mouth were lightly raised, his left hand supported the back of Leng Xiaotai's neck, and his right hand reached under Leng Xiaotai's knees, and gently picked up Leng Xiaotai, who was unconscious, who was asleep.

"Lanche .. Are you back?" Leng Xiaotai tilted his head to the crook of Lanche's arm, and muttered in a daze.

"Yes, I'm back." Lanche walked up to the bed.

"Lanche..."

"Huh?"

"Lanche Lanche..."

"What's wrong?"

"Lanche... I like you..."

Lanche stopped beside the bed, tilted his head slightly, and pressed his lips to Leng Xiaotai's forehead, "I like you too." ”