729? What are you doing, Kanaya Zangjiao?

Huo Jincheng was sitting at the table and sending WeChat.

This time, I took the time to come over to dub the anime, and he said it lightly, in fact, it took a lot of twists and turns.

Now he doesn't play much, but in addition to filming, he has other jobs.

Huo Jincheng studied art - architectural design, and the reason why he filmed at the beginning was entirely to make money.

At school, he was the most admired student by his mentor.

According to the words of the mentor, if he is not an actor, he must also be a very well-known architectural designer.

In the past two years, filming has made enough money, and Huo Jincheng has also picked up his pen again and began to pick up the inspiration that was not put into reality back then.

In foreign countries, not many people know about his status as an artist, and he can also work better.

Recently, he just received an order to help a resort in a forest park design a holiday villa, and now he is sending a WeChat message to his assistant to arrange this matter.

A few tables away, Lin Fengwan saw him.

The man was not wearing a suit, but a light gray shirt.

The decorative lamp on the dining table casts a piece of light and shadow, and the person is like a close-up on the big screen in the light and shadow, with strong ink and clear facial features.

Compared with seven years ago, his face has hardly changed, but the boy's youth has faded, and his temperament is more deep and introverted.

Lin Fengwan looked at him, just like the moment when he was bumped into and looked back on the streets of Paris.

Heart, a heavy beat.

Damn it!

Beauty is seductive.

She bit her lip, and her lips were a little pale in color, slightly engorged, and as rosy as flower petals.

Lin Fengwan became more and more annoyed, gritted his teeth, and walked over with a little heavy footsteps.

Hearing the sound of high heels stepping on the ground, Huo Jincheng raised his face from the screen.

Jun called lightly and apologized vigorously, saying that she couldn't come for a while, and she arranged for the company's senior management to accompany him.

Huo Jincheng didn't care, he didn't come here for dinner, but for recording, and he didn't refuse when the other party was gracious.

Unexpectedly, the person who came would be Lin Fengwan.

In the WeChat in his hand, fifty or sixty words have been entered, and the words have not yet spoken.

He raised his hand to lock the screen and stood up from his chair.

"Wind late?!"

"Miss Jun was temporarily delayed because of something, so I asked me to come over to receive Mr. Huo."

Lin Fengwan's tone was as indifferent and distant as facing a new customer, but between the lines, there was still a little unhappiness that could not be concealed.

Huo Jincheng heard her displeasure, and when she was angry, she would bite the words very hard, just like the "Mr. Huo" just now.

"I'm sorry for you." For fear that she would be even more upset, he tried to be polite to her.

She couldn't even keep her composure, and he could still act like no one.

Sure enough, men are so affectionate?

Lin Fengwan became even more angry, "Mr. Huo's wrist, Fengwan can't afford it." ”

Huo Jincheng gentlemanly pulled out the chair for her, she sat down angrily, and put her bag on the chair next to her.

The man's palms were still on the back of the chair and she was about to leave, her arm brushing his fingertips.

It is very light to the touch, and a small layer of goosebumps develops on the skin.

Inexplicably, I remembered that at that time, he leaned over her back and kissed her shoulder, and his fingertips ran softly across her arms.

"When I make enough money, I'm going to help you build a house."

"What are you doing, Jinya Zangjiao?"

"Hide your wife!"

Realizing that he was wandering, Lin Fengwan sat up straight.