Chapter 2 Meet in the studio

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Since Ye Qingfan sent the information of his friends in the past, he has basically been refreshing his status every minute.

After getting Song Youran's WeChat account, Ye Qingfan hurriedly asked the assistant to drive home, and couldn't wait to say a few words to her, but who knew that the car had arrived home, and he didn't see the news of Song Youran's passing.

The lost Ye Qingfan took off his dress, and as soon as he stepped into the bathtub filled with water, he hurriedly walked to the living room, picked up the phone to see, and still did not pass the message, in order not to miss Song Youran's information, he decided to take the mobile phone to take a bath.

The sturdy body was lying quietly in the water, closing his eyes and thinking about Song Youran under the spotlight today, with a beautiful face, dignified manners, and stunning paintings.

"I'm sorry, I just got home and took a shower."

Bathe? Ye Qingfan saw that he was also soaking nakedly, he was slightly drunk, and his lower abdomen suddenly tightened, and he really didn't dare to think about it anymore, for fear that after association, it would be himself who would be uncomfortable.

"Me too, I'm washing!"

For some reason, Song Youran had a scene in his mind where he was in a hurry to send a message while taking a bath, and he couldn't help chuckling, a certain string in his heart was moved, and after noticing it, he frowned: "Then you should be busy first, I'm sleeping, good night." ”

Feeling that she was not cold to herself, Ye Qingfan was unwilling, so she couldn't wait to end this chat? I don't!

"I was shocked to see your painting today, I really didn't expect you to draw so well at such a young age!"

Women, the last thing you can't refuse is compliments, right? However, in the next second, the smugness on Ye Qingfan's face faded......

"It's over, I'm going to sleep, good night."

Dead girl! Ye Qingfan couldn't help but be a little annoyed, what was the matter with this woman? No, it can't be that late.

"I've been filming outside all year round, and I haven't spent 5 or 6 years with my mother on my birthday, and it's my mother's birthday in a few months, I especially hope to ask you to paint a portrait of my mother, okay? I can pay double the price! ”

After Song Youran saw it, he was a little stunned, some memories in his mind were flipping, and his heart ached, but this is business, where is the reason to push out, not to mention that he is also a popular actor. endured the pain in his heart, and his trembling hands played: "If there is anything you can say to my place of work, you can ask them for the address, it's late, I'm really going to sleep, good night." ”

After speaking, he turned off his mobile phone, and shrank in the corner alone, his hands helplessly circled his legs, looking very lonely.

Ye Qingfan sent dozens of messages in a row, but there was no reply, he was a little annoyed, threw his phone aside, wiped his body and climbed into bed, but the arrogant figure in his mind always lingered, making him unable to sleep for a long time......

It was already noon when I woke up the next day, because the movie had just been completed, and I was on vacation recently, so the time was still very free.

Remembering that I was going to see her in the afternoon, I couldn't help but hum a little song to try on clothes, opened the wardrobe of the shirt, took out a few favorite ones to try on, and tried them on.

Pants, shoes, accessories, also tried and tried. After dressing up carefully, looking at yourself in the mirror with satisfaction, I don't believe that I can't be fascinated by you. I looked at my watch and thought it was only 3 o'clock, thinking that it would be best to arrive before 5 o'clock, so that I could invite her to dinner without saying a few words. Ye Qingfan was full of joy.

The garage specially picked a sports car suitable for two people, and went to the flower shop to buy a bouquet of flowers, in order to keep the hairstyle unchanged, I didn't even dare to bring a hat when I went out. When I bought flowers, I only brought a pair of sunglasses, and I was recognized by the proprietress at once, he was in a good mood today, and he also fulfilled the little wish of the proprietress to take a group photo. Looks like you're in love!

As soon as you enter the studio, you can feel that although the appearance is cold, the heart must be full of sweet fantasy, because the whole studio is Rococo's simple, delicate and feminine style. With her oil paintings, it gives people the idea that they don't want to leave when they come in, although it is a studio, but it is comfortable like home.

The assistant in the studio was very excited when he saw Ye Qingfan walk in.

"You are, you are Ye ...... Ye Qingfan??? ”

Ye Qingfan was very satisfied with this effect, he just liked the feeling of the stars holding the moon, nodded lightly, and used his killer smile in the face of fans. "Hello, it's me."

"Wow...... It's really ...... me."

"I'm more handsome than on TV......"

There was a small riot in the office in an instant, Ye Qingfan saw Song Youran's serious appearance before he realized that it was not good, the smile on his face gradually faded, and the look of everything in his eyes made those crazy!

"Don't you all have to work?"

"Come on!"

Song Youran's thinking of the painting that he had been meditating for a long time was interrupted by this hustle and bustle, and he was in a bad mood, so he didn't care who the person in front of him was, and he looked like an order, but he was very useful and went up happily.

"What do they have to do with each other?"

"I don't know, but I'm really handsome!"

The employees talked a lot and began to gossip about the relationship between the two, thinking if they could get first-hand information.

Song Youran was wearing OL professional clothes, flaxen-colored wavy curls were draped casually on his shoulders, and there was a pair of big round eyes under his long eyelashes, which were full of innocence, which made people fall into it if they were not careful, and a faint lipstick was smeared on his lips, which made him feel tight in his lower abdomen......

Especially the pair of slender beautiful legs, wrapped in a short skirt, give men a desire to conquer.

"Why are you here now, I'm going to get off work!"

Song Youran didn't mind the scrutiny of others, because he was used to it, but the person's gaze in front of him didn't have a complexion, but he didn't feel that he cared much about her appearance. made her instantly have a lot of good feelings.

"Oh, I've been busy, and I just came over when I had time!" There is cunning in Ye Qingfan's eyes, I can't say that I want to have dinner with you because I want to get stuck in the meal.

"Did you bring the photo?"

Song Youran nodded as he spoke, waiting for him to take out a photo of his mother.

Ye Qingfan frowned and smiled bitterly: "I forgot... However, my mother has always been in my mind, and it is not in the picture! ”

Looking at that happy face, my heart was sullen, once upon a time, she was also so happy.

"What? Big star, do you want me to look at the photos in your heart? ”

The atmosphere slowly eased between the two chatting, Ye Qingfan was no longer nervous, smiled and said, "If you want to come, I am willing to open my heart at any time and wait for your arrival." ”

Song Youran glanced at him, and said uninterestedly: "Come on, you are all big stars, we are just ordinary painters, where can we climb high, when do you bring the photo, I want to find inspiration to figure out the expression of the person being painted." ”

This indirect refusal made him feel a little sad in his heart, but he was still encouraging himself, and it should be no problem! Take!

"Okay, I'll definitely bring more pictures of my mother next time. It's not too early, can I invite you to dinner? Even if I thank you for being able to accept my request, I heard that you don't accept everyone's drawing orders. ”

Pretending to be inadvertent, he looked at the starry watch on his wrist, Ye Qingfan turned his head and asked.

Song Youran raised his head, sure enough, it was not early, sorted out the things on the desk, and said with a smile: "Thank you for what I do, you are a star, or a filial son, and you pay double the price, why don't I take it, what reason is there not to accept it?" ”

…… Ye Qingfan was completely speechless, this woman was really not emotional at all.

Worried about how to have dinner together, he suddenly had a plan and pretended to be aggrieved and said, "In order to come here, I'm afraid you will get off work." I didn't have any dialogue in my last scene. I think if you can have dinner with me, and you can play with me, this scene is a dinner between couples, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you? ”

Song Youran looked at him suspiciously, with disdain in his eyes: "Are we familiar to that extent?" I can have dinner casually, and I can play with you casually? I'm leaving, please. ”

"Even if I'm not familiar enough to that extent, should I be someone you can discard anytime, anywhere? If you say you're leaving, you're going to drive me away? Ye Qingfan, a big star, has never received this kind of treatment, but he is a little unhappy in his heart.

Hearing the words casually discarded, Song Youran's face was a little pale, his memories overlapped, and the figure of that person seemed to appear in front of him, his hands clenched, and his eyes were solemn.

Ye Qingfan felt wrong, and suddenly seemed a little flustered, and quickly apologized: "Did I say something wrong?" Did that upset you? ”

It's okay not to be comforted, after being comforted, Song Youran's stubborn eyes are a little ruddy, and mixed thoughts are once again intertwined in his mind!