Memories come back to the moment.

Gu Yihan stared at the big mango in his hand.

Muttered to himself.

"How can you be so irresponsible? Run. Well? You say? ”

Hoarse, low, with a deep sadness.

At this moment, he doesn't look like a president who calls the shots, but just an ordinary lost person who has lost his lover.

Finally, he sighed and carefully put the large mango in his hand into its original place.

He had only eaten mangoes twice in his life, and after eating them for the first time, he was allergic and never touched mangoes again, but on the day Ning Xiaomang disappeared, he couldn't find him anywhere like crazy, so he bought her favorite mango and ate it.

He just wanted to taste the taste of her favorite food and paralyze himself, and he didn't want to accept the fact that Ning Xiaomang had abandoned him.

Not surprisingly, he almost lost his life at the time.

Since then, he has developed a habit.

Every day, he has to go to the supermarket near his home to personally pick the biggest and most delicious mango and put it in his office, so that he can numb himself in his heart, as long as he has Ning Xiaomang's favorite food in his hand, Ning Xiaomang will come back.

After Ning Xiaomang arrived at Zeng Jingman's house, he hurriedly went to the nearby supermarket to buy some dishes and base ingredients needed to make hot pot, and ate hot pot with Zeng Jingman.

"Hey, Mango, do you have any plans?"

"Intended?"

Ning Xiaomang, who was binge-eating, raised her head and looked at Zeng Jingman in confusion.

Zeng Jingman said while soaking his hairy belly.

"yes, aren't you a director? Now that you're back here, do you have any plans? ”

"Oh, that's what I'm going to do with a good script. Then raise funds to start filming. ”

"Script? Do you have any plans? I remember that you should have written a novel, wouldn't it be better to just use you to write it? ”

Ning Xiaomang blinked her big eyes.

"How do you know I want to make my script? Hehe, it's my best friend. ”

Zeng Jingman gave her a roll of the eyes.

This girl's thoughts are written on her face, and besides, aren't the ones she writes just to make her stories into a drama one day in the future.

"By the way, I just came back, and I haven't even found the house, does the little master have the idea of taking me in?"

Ning Xiaomang had a sly smile on his face. His eyes are unusually bright.

"Accurate!"

Zeng Jingman waved his hand and said proudly.

"Thank you, little master, Mango will do his best to satisfy the little master."

"Yes, it's still acting, isn't it, hurry up and eat vegetables."

The corners of Zeng Jingman's mouth were hooked, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"By the way, Manman, are you interested in playing my female number one, but there is one thing, I am still relatively poor, and the salary I pay is not very high."

Ning Xiaomang put his head next to Zeng Jingman's head and said pitifully.

Zeng Jingman set his eyes on Ning Xiaomang's pitiful little face.

Her brow furrowed.

"What to do? I, but a super-super-super-first-class star, do you think I will promise you if the salary is so low? ”

Ning Xiaomang was not annoyed at all.

glanced at Zeng Jingman and said to himself.

"Okay, that's it, I'll let you be my heroine in my first TV series."

Ning Xiaomang's face had a ruffian smile on his face.

Zeng Jingman's serious expression just now collapsed suddenly,

What did she hear? Didn't this girl hear what she said? She said that she was a super-super-super-first-class star, and her salary could not be low, although she said it on purpose.

I just want to tease my best friend who I haven't seen for a long time.