Fifteen minutes later, the meal arrived, and Xiu Qingyan took the mask and put it on for Wen Qiong before letting people in.

The restaurant manager personally instructed the waiter to set the dishes and plate them exquisitely, filling a full table.

After sending off the restaurant manager and waiter, Wen Qiong shouted: "Xiu Qingyan!" ”

Xiu Qingyan raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing?" ”

"Where can I finish eating so much?"

Xiu Qingyan glanced at the table and sighed, "I accidentally ordered too much." He sat down beside her nonchalantly, took off her mask, picked up the vegetables with chopsticks, and fed them to her mouth, "Eat first, how much can you eat, can't you finish eating and take it home?" ”

Wen Qiong felt even more hungry when she smelled the smell of rice, she reached out to take the chopsticks, but was dodged by Xiu Qingyan, "I'll feed you." ”

Wen Qiong glanced at him, "Then be careful, don't feed food into my nostrils." ”

Xiu Qingyan said angrily: "Eat quickly!" ”

Wen Qiong is satisfied in reality, and the private messages and comments on the Internet are still falling.

Wen Qiming called Xue Lang's agent. Xue Lang's agent, He Xiaoqin, and Wen Qiming used to be competitors, and she rolled her eyes over there, "How do you bring a newcomer?" ”

"How did you bring the actor?"

He Xiaoqin said: "Xue Lang said that he will communicate with Yi Xuan and post a Weibo to clarify. Wen Qiming, should you thank me? We saved your little artist. ”

"He Xiaoqin, this is not just a matter of our family artists."

"Cut." He Xiaoqin didn't care.

Wen Qiming asked again: "What is the relationship between Xue Lang and Yi Xuan?" ”

"It's okay."

Hung up the phone directly, Wen Qiming rubbed the corners of his forehead, it doesn't matter, people want to climb into your actor's bed?

He Xiaoqin hung up the phone and immediately called her own artist, "Why are you so careless, Yihua ...... with you"

Xue Lang interrupted her, "I flew to two cities that day, I was very tired when I got off the plane, and I slept in a daze, she came and knocked on the door, showed me the script, and I let her in." ”

"Then you ......"

"No, it's better to be on her than on Wen Qiong."

"You ......"

"Don't worry, Sister He, I'm kidding."

"And then?"

"Later, Yihua came to me a few more times, but I didn't let her in."

"So she's trying to fix you on purpose?"

"I don't know, let's find someone to check, whether she did it on purpose or just by chance." Xue Lang felt a little sorry for Wen Qiong, and the comments on the Internet were one-sided. Wen Qiong should have arrived in W City a long time ago, but she hasn't replied to his message yet, so she doesn't know what happened.

For Wen Qiong, he can't talk about deep feelings, but he still likes it. This kind of liking is not to the level of love, it can be regarded as a kind of appreciation. He really wants to help newcomers, mainly because he had a hard time when he was a newcomer, his acting skills were superb, and he didn't get the actor until he was thirty years old.

He has promoted many newcomers in the entertainment industry. Wen Qiong is not the only one, and it will not be the last, there is nothing to spread scandals at all. But if one day he wants to end his singleness, Wen Qiong will be the first choice. The little girl makes people feel too comfortable, both in character and acting skills, they hit the bull's-eye, and they are his favorite type. He has great love in his heart, but small love only wants to be used to spoil a little girl.

Tong Jiajia confessed to him back then, but unfortunately the girl was too strong and was not his dish at all. As for a dusty woman like Yi Xuan, he is even more avoidant like a snake and scorpion, and he does not dare to be contaminated.

Xue Lang: Regarding this photo, I have to say something for the little girl @Wenqiong, it was when she stumbled up the steps, and I reached out to help her. As for why the assistant didn't help but I did, you take a closer look, how many things did the assistant have in his hand? Do you think I should die without help?

"I knew it was so. Is everyone blind? That's the door of the hotel, if Wen Qiong really wants to seduce, they all live in a hotel, and there are a lot of opportunities, why bother to pick such a bright place. ”

"The male god has always been loving, and he takes special care of the newcomer, you think about it with your brain."

"It's just an ordinary photo, and it makes people feel as if they have really done something unforgivable."

"Wen Qiong is very low-key, she doesn't post much on Weibo, I saw her on the day of the boot ceremony, and asked her for an autograph, she is very nice. And on the day of the start-up, it was still our male god who took the initiative to get close to others. ”

"Tao Yuecheng was also photographed drinking and boxing with the actor before, hooking his shoulders and back. @陶越丞也是曾经被影帝照顾的新人. ”

"What does Yi Yu say on Weibo? @奕暧? ”

"The little girl was scolded so miserably, to be honest, if people are indeed with Xue Yingdi, what can you do with her? In the end, it's not the same to bless, salty and don't worry about radishes. ”

After Xue Lang posted on Weibo, public opinion gradually calmed down. Yi Xuan still hasn't replied, and everyone is staring at her.

At this moment, Tao Yuecheng reposted Yihua's Weibo, which set off a huge wave again.

Tao Yuecheng: Teacher Xue took care of us very much at the beginning, not only to Wen Qiong, but also the one who was taken care of by Teacher Xue, don't forget me (shy).

"I suddenly remembered @Tao Yuecheng who was still in the world."

"It looks so aggrieved, I only hear the newcomer laughing, but I don't see the old man crying."

"Hahaha, yes, yes, grievances."

"I ...... be the only one who said it was good"

"A sense of déjà vu in the cold palace."

"Is there another @童佳佳, it's time to come out and cry."

As soon as the wind turned, they all ran to ridicule Tao Yuecheng, and by the way, they waited for Tong Jiajia's crying, everyone was too bored, and a little wind could be manipulated.

On Tong Jiajia's side, she looked at the agent, then at Jiang Ya, and finally threw down the phone, "I'm not interested in helping her." ”

Jiang Ya patted her on the shoulder, "It's okay, help, just forward it." ”

Tong Jiajia was upset, her eyes kept falling on her mobile phone, and the emotions in her eyes were complicated, so that she didn't react to what Jiang Ya said.

Later, Jiang Ya was called away by the agent, and Tong Jiajia sat on the sofa with her whole body, pressing her chest and shouting: "Ah-"

The agent reminded: "Remember, Jiang Ya is your senior sister." "It's not comparable to an outsider, Wen Qiong.

"Shut up, don't talk, I'll tear your mouth if you talk again." Tong Jiajia pointed to the agent and scolded directly.

The agent said calmly: "Tomorrow is a holiday, go home and rest for two days, and I will send a car to pick you up the day after tomorrow." ”

Wen Qiong ate and fell asleep on the sofa, and did not forget to say to Xiu Qingyan before going to bed: "I'll go back at night to make you a cake, and I'll give you the gift when I come back from filming." ”

Xiu Qingyan wiped his fingers and kissed the corner of her mouth, "Okay, come back from filming and give yourself to me." ”

Wen Qiong's cheeks were crimson, she was really sleepy, and ignored him.

Xiuqingyan covered the lunch box and put the uneaten food into the bag. He sat back on the sofa and picked up Wen Qiong and hugged her into his arms. Wen Qiong hugged his thin waist and fell asleep after a while.

Xiu Qingyan was bored playing with his phone. At this time, the mobile phone in Wen Qiong's bag rang. Xiu Qingyan took it out and saw that it was Wen Qiming, so he picked it up.

Wen Qiming thought it was Wen Qiong on the other side, "Xue Lang has helped you clarify on Weibo, and you also sent a Weibo to respond." ”

"She's sleeping."

Wen Qiming was taken aback, and asked hesitantly, "Is it a cultivator?" ”

"It's me." Xiu Qingyan's cold voice passed through the phone, like an ancient king giving orders.

"Xiu Shao, haha, don't take the news on the Internet seriously, Wen Qiong's future development will definitely be very good, please believe us."

Xiu Qingyan did not respond.

Wen Qiming laughed and said with a smile: "Since she is sleeping, then I will wait for her to wake up before contacting." ”

"Hmm."

Wen Qiming hung up the phone with peace of mind.

Ten minutes later, Wen Qiong, who was "sleeping", posted a Weibo.

Wen Qiong: Thank you @Xue Lang teacher, next time I'll fall by myself, don't help it, netizens really think too much, I'm still young (covering my face).

Xiu Qingyan looked at the sleeping girl in his arms. Yes, you're young. I can't touch it, who dares?

Wen Qiming was busy working in the office, swiped Weibo, and found that Wen Qiong had updated the news, opened it and took a look, a mouthful of water squirted out, he pulled a tissue, and looked at it while wiping. This was sent by Wen Qiong herself?

This answer is a bit self-defeating.,It's selling cute.,It's very cute.。

The comments exploded suddenly, and the crisis was lifted in three or two clicks.

"You're still young, yes, you're only eighteen, it's because everyone's ideas are too pure."

"Touch Wen Wen, it's they who are too dirty."

"Wen Wen means to let Xue Yingdi look at you with your face on the ground in the future? He probably couldn't, after all, he was such a loving person. ”

"I just want to say, you're so cute when you're young."

"The concubine can't do it @Xue Lang."

"Yes, it's a baby, you think too much, she probably doesn't know what seduction is."

"I'm a fan."

"Road to Pink +1"

"Tao Yuecheng: My sister Wen is so cute."

"Wow, I was surprised to see Tao Yuecheng."

"@陶越丞, what do you call your sister Wen, is it my sister Wen?"

"Scoop you up, Brother Tao."

The comments were jubilant, and Xue Lang also gave a thumbs up. The comment played again, "Huh? Brother Xue likes it because he thinks he can let Wen Wen fall by himself next time? ”

"Sorry for the slippery hand."

"Hahaha."

Netizens laughed at themselves, but Tong Jiajia was Aite many times, but she was always quiet.

Wen Qiong slept until five o'clock in the afternoon, and woke up lying comfortably on Xiu Qingyan's lap.

Xiu Qingyan was playing a game, his brows furrowed slightly, and he occasionally scolded in a low voice, his voice was very soft, probably because he didn't want to disturb her.

Wen Qiong looked up at him, Xiu Qingyan suddenly moved her phone, met her gaze, and then returned to the game, and threw down a voice message with her backhand, "My wife is awake and won't play anymore." ”

Wen Qiong's face was flushed, she pushed his hand away and sat up, "Who is your wife?" ”

"You." Xiu Qingyan put down his phone and hugged her from behind, "My birthday is almost over, where is my cake?" ”

Wen Qiong was taken aback, "What time is it?" ”

"Five o'clock."

Wen Qiong immediately jumped down from the sofa, put on a mask, and took his hand, "Let's go, go home and make you a cake." ”

"Do you remember?" Xiu Qingyan snorted, stood up with her, and picked up the packed meals on the table.

Wen Qiong smoothed her hair, took the small bag, and pulled him to the door, where she paused when she saw the beer bottles and potato chip bags on the table.

Xiu Qingyan led her and continued to walk out, "Don't clean up, the cleaning union will clean it up tomorrow." ”

Wen Qiong looked at the office of the new company again, although the sparrow was small, it was full of organs.

Xiu Qingyan said: "The employees are on vacation. ”

"How many people are in the company?"

"There are only a dozen or so for the time being."

"Oh."

Walking to the door and seeing a pile of gifts at the front desk, Wen Qiong asked Xiu Qingyan, "Don't you take it back?" ”

Xiu Qingyan glanced at it, "No." ”

Wen Qiong felt that it was rude not to take it away, so she pushed him, "Take it, I'll accompany you to open it after eating." ”

"......" Xiuqingyan was silent.

Probably girls have a penchant for opening gifts, even if it's not her gift.

In the end, the two of them carried a bunch of gifts, locked the door and went downstairs.

Xiu Qingyan drove a Hummer today, and the gifts were piled up in the back seat of the car. Xiu Qingyan opened the co-pilot's door for her, Wen Qiong got up with great difficulty, Xiu Qingyan hooked her with one hand and hugged her in. He was just the right height, and Wen Qiong seemed a little short.

Xiu Qingyan buckled her seat belt and asked casually, "Have you never grown taller?" ”

Wen Qiong choked, "I can grow longer." ”

"You can't grow long, you were so tall last year, one meter six or eight?"

"And how tall are you now?" Wen Qiong looked him up and down.

The corners of Xiu Qingyan's mouth hooked, "One meter eight six, your number is reversed." ”

"Let's drive." Wen Qiong pushed his shoulders away, not wanting to talk to him.

Before he knew it, he really looked like a man. But it seems that Xiu Qingyan grew tall when he was in junior high school, and he was already more than 1.7 meters at that time, and when he went for a physical examination, he stood out from the crowd, and the picture at that time was deeply imprinted in her mind.

Xiu Qingyan kissed her and chuckled, "We are a good match for height." ”

“……”

Xiu Qingyan got into the car around the front of the car and drove to the Xiujia villa.