Xia Fan put down his phone and looked at the time, half past seven.

She put on her coat haphazardly, washed up and went out.

There was a silver car parked downstairs, the Laferrari she had spotted at first sight, but she had seen it in a magazine, but unfortunately she could only look at it.

Because it is a limited series, you must buy six Ferraris within 10 years, and there is no record of reselling, in order to apply for the purchase qualification.

And you don't have to apply for it and buy it.

This kind of car is to make money when you buy it, and the second-hand price is much higher than the first-hand price, and it will not depreciate unless it is damaged.

Oh, the combined salary of her three movies is not enough money to buy, Cheng Qinglang is fast, by the way, this guy also has an Enzo.

Xia Fan looked at it, "The car is good, why are you here." ”

Cheng Qinglang was not very happy, he was excited for a night, got up three hours early, and deliberately picked out a handsome coat, so she actually praised the car for being good?

"Didn't you say breakfast together?"

"Come upstairs with me." Xia Fan stretched his waist and thought about it, just because he was hungry.

"Just eat here, the two of us, and I have a gift for you." After speaking, Cheng Qinglang didn't know where to take out something.

"It's not cute to give it to you."

Xia Fan stretched out his hand, and the palm-sized cat was not timid, rubbing the back of her hand and making a faint sound.

She smiled, Cheng Qinglang was usually proud like a little peacock.

A little peacock holding a kitten?

Boyfriend? Messire? She had spent fifteen minutes thinking about it before going to bed yesterday, but now it seemed to make no difference.

She has an additional connection with the world.

Cheng Qinglang offered the treasure and said, "Hurry up and hug it." ”

Xia Fan looked at the person, "Are you coquettish with me?" ”

Cheng Qinglang: "......"

Well, his love is a little unstable, although it is just a simple breakfast, but it is also the first thing that two people do after confirming their relationship.

After making a desperate bet, the person he liked actually agreed to associate with him, and he couldn't believe that he was lucky.

So I must double my liking for each other to be cost-effective.

He had gone to buy flowers, but there was a pet shop next to the flower shop, so he bought a kitten, and when he was away, the cat could accompany her instead of him.

Cheng Qinglang coughed, "I'm your boyfriend now, that ...... I have the right and can't bother me!! ”

Xia Fan looked at the person who had no confidence, "Don't worry, you are eighty years old and coquettish with me, and I don't bother you." ”

The flirtatious sister was teased, Cheng Qinglang's chest was full, and his heart was full of joy in an instant, and he couldn't hear what the other party said.

The two of them finished breakfast quietly before taking Xu Xiaolan's share upstairs.

Xu Xiaolan looked at the two of them quietly, shook her head, and laughed too silly!

Originally, Cheng Qinglang liked Xia Fan's hopelessness, a deep nymphomaniac, the number one fan, who didn't know the careful thinking that was deliberately concealed.

The kind of person who is small and unproductive, who takes the initiative to offer the deed of sale with a smile...... I thought it would be better to cultivate a positive fruit, but I didn't expect the symptoms to be more severe......

Xia Fan changed his clothes, and then went downstairs with Cheng Qinglang.

Today, I made an appointment with a TV station to record a talk show, and the ratings of that show have always been good, and she had to catch a plane at ten o'clock.

When she devotes herself to work, she often changes cities a day when the schedule expires.

Cheng Qinglang went to see Xia Fan to the airport, and the two of them went downstairs, and Xia Fan signaled Cheng Qinglang to be the co-pilot.

She has wanted to drive this car for a long time, and she doesn't know if Cheng Qinglang can resell it to her, or if she has a yacht that can be exchanged for it.

The feel is really good, and the acceleration is very sound, but it's a pity that you can't drive too fast in the city.

Cheng Qinglang just watched Xia Fan's attraction and was attracted by the car.

It's not far from the airport, which means that two people only have an hour to get along.

Even if Xia Fan was sitting next to him now, he still felt that he missed each other very much.

When waiting for the red light, Cheng Qinglang stretched out his hand and held the hand on the steering wheel.

Desperately brushing up the zài sense.

Xia Fan glanced at the person, and when he was about to change the indicator light, he removed the person's hand, and then touched the cat in the other party's arms, and touched the other party's head by the way.

The people around me finally settled down again.

The car stopped, Cheng Qinglang thought for a while and said, "You like this car so much, just drive it for you." ”

Xia Fan has seen the dividends of Xia's shares, and there are a lot of accounts, and she also has shares in Yang Tian's hot pot restaurant.

Even the chef praised her for having amazing taste buds.

Coupled with the recent advertising revenue, it is not difficult to buy this car at the market price, and artists are really a lucrative industry.

Anyway, in addition to eating, she is not interested in clothes and cosmetics, and as for acting and reading, she can't talk about whether she likes it or not, but it is just a pastime.

Xia Fan nodded, "It's okay, I'll give you the money when I go back, although you have money, you don't need to help me with poverty." ”

Cheng Qinglang shrugged his shoulders and didn't speak, wanting to say that this car was originally bought for you, that magazine, you just stared at this car for about two minutes and fifteen seconds.

But thinking that he might be beaten, he didn't say anything, anyway, the car man used it, and it was considered to have achieved the goal?!

He's a gift for his girlfriend, not a car dealer.

Cheng Qinglang's car is still too high-profile, and from time to time people pay attention, although Xia Fan wears a hat and a mask, it is even stranger to dress like this in broad daylight.

She got out of the car and glanced at Cheng Qinglang, "Good, take Xiaolang home." ”

Cheng Qinglang looked at the cat in his arms, it? Xiao Lang?

Okay, Xiao Lang is Xiao Lang -

Xia Fan recorded a gold medal entertainment talk show this time, which is different from traditional talk shows, and ordinary reporters interview, each episode of "Deep Dialogue" will invite big-name artists or celebrities to accept a close interview with the host.

The guests and hosts sit on the sofa, the show has an obvious American hot talk style, it is the most spicy and cutting-edge talk show at present, most of them will invite some actors or singers to talk about the road to fame, or celebrities from all walks of life to share their struggles.

The host Huang Li is a very experienced woman, not from a professional class, she started her own business, so she can chat with various guests, and the story and interaction of the show are very strong.

"Xia Fan, now that your career is developing smoothly, is the pressure getting more and more intense, and what are the specific aspects? You said in your last interview that dedication is not hard, but I want to talk to you about the things behind your fame. ”

"How to say it, it's like the reading comprehension taught by the Chinese teacher, a sentence is speculated a lot of things, many people say I'm inspirational, in fact, you have to believe it, I really don't want to be a chicken soup female devil."

I really felt relaxed.

"What are the criteria for choosing a boyfriend?"

"More than 1.85 meters, you should look good in clothes, have a good figure, and you can be coquettish occasionally."

Huang Li was stunned, the other party said in such detail that she almost thought that Xia Fan already had a boyfriend.

"Who did you hate the most? Who do you envy the most? Nowadays, many people will say that for life or other reasons, they have become the person they hate the most. ”

Xia Fan thought for a moment, "Yes, I have also become the person I hate the most, I used to hate rich people the most." ”

Nowadays, self-blackening in the entertainment industry is already a trend, and jokers are emerging in endlessly, but Xia Fan is serious.

――-

After Xia Fan finished recording the show, Jiang Hanting's assistant contacted Xia Fan, saying that Jiangshan Pictures had cooperation with a company in Japan, and she, as a major shareholder, had to go over together.

Of course, Cheng Qinglang couldn't let his family's big demon king and the surnamed Jiang be alone, so he also followed, and in that golf game, he and Xia Fan both took one-seventh of the shares, and he was also the major shareholder.

Jiang Hanting's Japanese is very good, so good that people will think that he is Japanese, and Cheng Qinglang is not bad, and he will translate to Xia Fan in a whisper.

In the afternoon, I had a meeting and came out of the conference room of the hotel, and the city was already in full bloom.

There were not many passers-by on the street, and after walking two blocks and turning into a small alley, some men stood in front of the shop, smiling at the passers-by.

There are even more daring ones who come to talk to women.

There are many types of Shota in a shirt, a literary young man with pigtails, and a punk man in a leather jacket with stud earrings.

The small world of dogs and horses, with neon lights shining, reminded her of the boats and the sound of singing and dancing by the Qinhuai River back then.

At that time, they won the battle, and the men went to find a good girl, saying that they were going to relax, and after laughing and scolding a group of people, she stood alone by the river with her hands behind her back to blow the wind, and the wind was mixed with the fragrance of the girls' rouge gouache, and there was an indescribable charm.

In the blink of an eye, it was like a world away.

Xia Fan looked at the past one by one, and the little peacock was still good-looking.

A man suddenly stopped Xia Fan, his youth was older, probably Mama Sang or something, and asked in broken Chinese: Miss, do you want to find someone to accompany you for a drink.

The country's red light district is legal, and cowherd is a popular profession.

Xia Fan shook his head and looked at the people behind him.

The man looked at Xia Fan's line of sight and smiled meaningfully, "Miss, you have already found it, these two people are really good, we don't have any prettier ones here, no wonder Miss is not tempted." ”

It's obviously a misunderstanding.

Cheng Qinglang: "......"

Jiang Hanting: "! ”

The two of them were about to argue, but the mother, San, had already turned away.

―――

It was Cheng Qinglang who booked the homestay, which is a certain distance from any of the surrounding neighbors, providing complete privacy and freedom of space, and the environment is also very good.

Xia Fan is a public figure after all, and he promised Yang Tian that before Xia Fan took the initiative to make it public, he would definitely protect the relationship between the two from being exposed.

He only booked two rooms, and Jiang Hanting came with him.

Cheng Qinglang called Xia Fan down, "Let's go for a walk." ”

The road here is lined with lush greenery, and at night there is another kind of tranquility.

The two of them walked along the path, and when they came back, Cheng Qinglang suddenly said, "Or I'll carry you." ”

"No, I can walk, and I'm really heavy."

Cheng Qinglang squatted down, "But I want to carry you for a while, come up quickly, I can't carry you when I return to China." ”

There are so many, so many light bulbs.

Xia Fan glanced at the other party's broad back, and didn't insist anymore, "Okay, if you're tired, I'll carry you." After saying that, he lay on the man's back.

Cheng Qinglang carried the person on his back, and the corners of his mouth curved, "Where is it very heavy, very light, even if I carry it for the rest of my life, I have to have strength." ”

The two of them went home along the path, it was already past ten o'clock, it was sparsely populated here, it was rare that there were no reporters or irrelevant people, his girlfriend was too popular, both men and women were killed, and he had an inferiority complex.

The dim street lamp stretches the shadows of the two people infinitely.

Jiang Hanting and the two people who looked at the people who walked back, turned around and sat back on the sofa, and took the half-seen Wen Jiàn.

I can't read a word.