Chapter 111: So, what are you going to do now?

The principle of having short hands and short mouths works all over the world, although Wang Luo invited not particularly expensive fried noodles and a few plates of sweet and sour pork that are a little expensive, but he has won the favor of these crew members.

After chatting a few words, the two of them are like friends who have known each other for decades, and they are already brothers, if it weren't for the conditions, maybe they would have been married.

"I think Representative Wang's beard is very sexy, maybe it's because of his good looks?" Jin Jinghe wiped the corners of his mouth and looked at Wang Luo and smiled.

"A beard is a man's feelings." The director with a goatee touched his beard proudly and glanced at Wang Luo, "Speaking of beards, we can design the shape of the protagonist, after all, it is a decadent uncle type." ”

"Did the director find inspiration in my face? Am I really that old? Wang Luo smiled, wrapping his arms around Cui Xiuying's waist, Wang Luo quietly hugged Cui Xiuying from his left leg to his right leg, although Cui Xiuying is really not heavy, but if she always sits on one leg, her legs will be numb.

"That's not it, Representative Wang shouldn't be in the middle of his thirties yet." The director laughed.

"Actually, I'm eighty-six years old." Wang Luo pursed his lips a little helplessly, and helped Cui Xiuying wipe the sauce on his cheeks.

"Really? Is it a tiger? Lee Jong-hyuk's eyes widened.

"yes, why is my brother so excited?" Wang Luo said with a smile

"My God, brother, we are so fateful, I am seventy-four years old, and I am also a tiger." Lee Jong-hyuk stretched out his hand to high-five Wang Luo.

"What is there to show off, uncle?" Another actress, Lee Cheong-e, patted Lee Jong-hyuk on the shoulder, looked at Wang Luo and smiled, "Quick, call Nuna, listen." ”

"Ah, sister, don't flirt with other men~" Cui Xiuying swallowed the food in her mouth and shouted coquettishly.

"Oh, oh, I'm jealous." Jin Jinghe clapped his hands with a smile.

"Okay, it's not early, everyone has something to do tomorrow, and we'll make an appointment the day after tomorrow." The director looked at the group of people who were making trouble, and smiled with a headache.

"It's almost three o'clock, dizzy, and I'm going to stay up late when I go back." Jin Jinghe looked at the time and patted his head.

"I can't, I need to get some beauty sleep." Lee Jong-hyuk touched his old face and smiled.

"Uncle, you're enough." Lee Cheong-e smiled and patted Lee Jong-hyuk on the shoulder, "Let's give me a ride?" ”

"Okay, let's call another one by the way, Jong Hyun together." Lee Jong-hyuk smiled and pulled up the dozing middle-of-the-road man.

"Oh, yes." The middle male answered in a daze, bowed and said goodbye.

What Wang Luo is most afraid of in South Korea is that the party is over, and a group of people bow and bow and have back pain.

"Be nice to us." Walking out of the café, Jin Jinghe patted Wang Luo on the shoulder, blinked ambiguously, and got into his car.

"How can I be nice to you?" Wang Luo raised the corners of his mouth, took Cui Xiuying's hand and stuffed her into the co-pilot.

Wang Luo got into the car and leaned over to help Cui Xiuying fasten her seat belt.

"That's all." Cui Xiuying suddenly wrapped her arms around Wang Luo's neck, closed her eyes and kissed Wang Luo's lips.

The expected stubble tingling sensation was not there, but another rough feeling, Cui Xiuying opened her eyes and looked at Wang Luo's fingers against her pink lips, her big eyes were full of anger and a touch of shame.

"That's not going to work." Wang Luo chuckled and helped Cui Xiuying fasten her seatbelt and pinched her snowy cheeks.

"Yikes! Why not, the treaty forgot. Cui Xiuying shouted a little coquettishly.

"There is no kiss scene in the script, and even if there is, it is not in private." Wang Luo smiled and started the car.

"Hmph, who wrote the script." Cui Xiuying glared at Wang Luo.

"Of course it's me." Wang Luo smiled, "Also, will you be too casual with the director and the starring actors?" ”

"I'm an investor in this show, what's wrong with it." Cui Xiuying pursed her lips and fiddled with her fingers with some displeasure.

"What did you invest in? And then act on your own? Wang Luo was a little surprised.

"Yes, my scripts are all chosen by myself, and the company gives me supporting roles, and Yun'er and I basically bring our own funds into the group." Cui Xiuying snorted and said in a cute nasal voice.

"Lin Yun'er? You two little rich women, it's not cheap to make a TV series. Wang Luo chuckled.

"It's just one of the investors, there's no way, idols have no status in the TV drama industry, and they are said to have no acting skills, which is simply discrimination." Cui Xiuying puffed out her cheeks and said angrily.

"So, you are so casual with the director, just to tell others that you are an investor, so that they don't underestimate you?" Wang Luo glanced at Cui Xiuying, and couldn't help but stretch out his finger and poke his cheeks.

Cui Xiuying blinked, and her originally somewhat worried eyes dimmed a little, "Oh, sort of, but I don't mean to show off, I just don't want to be wronged at that time." ”

"I understand." Wang Luo touched Cui Xiuying's head, "However, can you also change the script?" ”

Cui Xiuying's eyes flashed, staring at the corners of Wang Luo's somewhat stiff mouth, "Aren't you, jealous?" ”

"As a boyfriend, I think you should really be jealous when you see you filming kissing scenes with others, but it's just a casual ask." Wang Luo licked the corners of his mouth and said with a smile.

"The highlight of idol dramas is the interaction, the kiss scene, you can't cut it." Cui Xiuying blinked her big eyes, raised her eyebrows, and pitifully tugged at Wang Luo's sleeve and coquettishly, "Don't care, it's all acting." ”

"Don't care, it's all acting, like just now, that." Wang Luo smiled and kissed Cui Xiuying.

"Yikes! Wang Luo, you must spoil the atmosphere? Do you want to quarrel? Cui Xiuying's expression froze and she frowned.

"Quarreling is also part of the run-in, okay, let's argue." Wang Luo shrugged his shoulders.

Cui Xiuying gasped, her slightly bulging chest rose and fell violently, pursed her lips and stared at Wang Luo without speaking.

"At this time, shouldn't the average boyfriend not speak, and then have a cold war?" Wang Luo raised the corners of his mouth and smiled a little frivolously.

"What's wrong?" Wang Luo saw that Cui Xiuying had not spoken, and looked at him with some doubts.

"You seem to really care about kissing." Cui Xiuying's eyes narrowed and looked at Wang Luo.

Wang Luo was seen by Cui Xiuying behind a chill.

"First kiss?" Cui Xiuying asked cautiously.

"How is that possible?" Wang Luo's expression froze.

"That's right, it's the first kiss." Cui Xiuying clapped her hands, "Okay, for the sake of your first kiss, I won't quarrel with you." ”

"Ah, it's all gone." Wang Luo blushed a little, it was really embarrassing to say, the first kiss of a twenty-seven-year-old man was still there, which deeply pierced his fragile heart.

"Actually, I've only bobo, kissed or something, and haven't tried it yet." Cui Xiuying fiddled with her phone and said casually.

"Is there a difference?" Wang Luo frowned slightly.

"You want to know?" Choi so-young lowered her head, her smile hidden in the shadows.

"Well, just ask." Wang Luo touched his nose.

"I'll sleep for a while, I'm so sleepy." Cui Xiuying stretched her waist and put her phone away, lowered her seat, took off her shoes, curled up on her long legs, and lay on her side, closing her eyes.

"Don't fall asleep, just squint for a while, and you'll be home soon." Wang Luo glanced at Cui Xiuying, who was curled up like a puppy, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"Oh." Cui Xiuying responded sullenly.

It was already three o'clock in the morning, and there were very few cars on the road, let alone people, looking at the sparkling Han River outside, Wang Luo sighed lightly.

It's been a long time since I've seen you in the early hours of the morning.

The car was parked downstairs in the apartment, Wang Luo pulled out the key and gently shook Cui Xiuying's shoulder.

"Hmm, I hate it~" Cui Xiuying pursed her lips and let out a dreamy groan, and her body moved.

"It's home." Wang Luo pinched Cui Xiuying's small nose and chuckled.

"Yikes! Can't breathe! Cui Xiuying snorted and slapped Wang Luo's hand away, straightened up and rubbed her nose and glared at Wang Luo aggrievedly. Representative Wang! Don't be so naïve. ”

"The cold has finally gotten better, and you want to catch a cold in this car again?" Looking at Cui Xiuying's flushed face, Wang Luo knew that she must be sweating again.

People who generally like to sweat when they sleep, in addition to the vigorous yang fire in the body, it may be a symptom of body weakness, Cui Xiuying's appearance is definitely not a strong yang fire, body weakness is a disease, and it must be treated, Wang Luo thought about it and prepared to continue to decoct Cui Xiuying tomorrow.

"Wait a while and then go down, save sweat." Wang Luo unbuckled his seat belt and said with a smile.

"So, shouldn't we do something else now?" Cui Xiuying blinked at Wang Luo with big sly eyes.

"What to do? By the way, what about the reward? Wang Luo suddenly remembered something.

Cui Xiuying smiled, her slender legs stepped directly to Wang Luo's legs, and sat on Wang Luo's legs with Wang Luo's shoulders.

Wang Luo was startled, subconsciously held Cui Xiuying's waist, and frowned, "What is this for?" ”

"Reward, my boyfriend performed so perfectly today, my girlfriend will naturally be rewarded." Cui Xiuying's cheeks became more and more red, and her voice trembled a little, not knowing whether she was nervous or excited.

The soft little hand was placed on Wang Luo's face, and the stinging sensation of the stubble transmitted a numb current in the palm of his hand, Cui Xiuying swallowed her saliva, closed her eyes, and kissed Wang Luo again.

There is no doubt that he kissed Wang Luo's finger again.

"This is the reward?" Wang Luo chuckled and raised his eyebrows.

"Rascals! What more could you want? Cui Xiuying patted Wang Luo's chest with some shame.

"At least something substantial." Wang Luo raised the corners of his mouth, his dark eyes with an evil smile, and Cui Xiuying's heart beat wildly when he saw it.

"There's a hotel around here." Wang Luo's voice was very low, and his big hands skimmed over her buttocks along Cui Xiuying's soft waistline, and finally stopped on her thighs, outlining some of her shapes through her jeans.

Cui Xiuying first held her breath, her brain was blank, and the numbness brought by Wang Luo's fingers made her feel weak, and she was paralyzed and gasping in Wang Luo's arms, making a kitten-like whimper, writhing uneasily, and gasping weakly, "You, you really didn't feel good." ”

"The breakfast at that house is really delicious, I'll buy it for you tomorrow." Wang Luo leaned to Cui Xiuying's jade-like ear, said in a low voice, and pulled out the credit card with his fingers.

Cui Xiuying suddenly spoke, her voice became very gloomy, and her breath was steady and terrifying.

"Wang Luo, you really should die."