Glancing at Jiang Ye, who was taking pictures seriously, He Xiaoqiao covered his mobile phone to the side, and didn't dare to amplify his voice.

Fu Yi was very dissatisfied, "Aye posted on Weibo. ”

"Fu, Mr. Fu, I actually sent it, what's wrong?" He Xiaoqiao swallowed his saliva, and he was really a little frightened.

Fu Yi was even more dissatisfied, his wife's first Weibo and first comment on Qixi were not him.

When He Xiaoqiao was about to say something to ease the suffocating atmosphere, the mobile phone showed that it was hanging.

It's over, it's over, Mr. Fu is angry because of something on Weibo.

Jiang Ye was wearing a black and white striped turtleneck shirt with black casual pants, sitting on a chair, showing off his long legs.

In the photographer's continuous applause, Jiang Ye was so hot that he almost felt like he was about to evaporate.

When he finally heard the photographer say 'OK', Jiang Ye ran over, quickly took off the high collar, and stood next to the air conditioner, leaving only a small vest blowing the air conditioner.

"Brother Jiang, why don't you send a few messages to Mr. Fu." He Xiaoqiao's resignation.

Jiang Ye took the mobile phone handed over by He Xiaoqiao, and didn't quite understand, "Why did you send him a message, he was looking for me?" ”

It is absolutely impossible to say that Mr. Fu is looking for him, otherwise he will expose his stupidity of why he still doesn't know Mr. Fu's anger.

He Xiaoqiao racked his brains to think.

Jiang Ye shook his phone at him, indicating that he had already sent it.

He Xiaoqiao breathed a sigh of relief at this time, "Brother Jiang doesn't drink water." ”

"Eat ice cream." Jiang Ye swallowed his saliva and was already hungry.

It's up to Jiang Ye to coax Mr. Fu about this, Jiang Ye eats a basket of ice cream today, and He Xiaoqiao is not restricted.

"Okay, I'll buy it for Brother Jiang."

He Xiaoqiao walked a few steps and said, "Please Brother Jiang and chat with Mr. Fu, after all, Mr. Fu is busy with work and under pressure." ”

Jiang Ye's puzzled eyes stared at He Xiaoqiao's back as he left, why did he feel that he was suddenly so partial to Fu Yi when he spoke.

The phone is micro-moving.

Fu Yi opened it, and it was a photo of the clothes sent by his daughter-in-law, and the ripped pants were particularly conspicuous. But this is shooting, it is work, and Fu Yi will not interfere.

Fu Yi: [Shoot well.] ]

Jiang Ye's message was also very fast, and he replied in seconds: [This was taken before filming, and I have already finished my work]

Fu Yi: [That's great.] ]

Jiang Ye: [That's not it, a little work expert.] ]

At the end of the negotiations, go back to the car. The driver Zhao Ji seemed to be able to see Mr. Fu smiling from the shadow.

"Brother Jiang, you ice cream." He Xiaoqiao took a bag of cold drinks and looked at him.

Jiang Ye understood, took the bag and went to distribute benefits to other staff.

The reason why He Xiaoqiao did this was not simply to let Jiang Ye establish a good relationship and establish a good image as a good artist. What's more, when he went out, he saw the little girl selling flowers.

Secretly poked the mobile phone that Jiang Ye put down casually.

When Jiang Ye came over, He Xiaoqiao immediately let go of his mobile phone and said that Mr. Fu sent him a message.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Ye clicked, and the first sentence was, "Hey, why is my previous information gone?" ”

He was chatting with Fu Yi just now.

"I guess the phone is broken." He Xiaoqiao's heart is weak.

Fortunately, his artist is a bit stupid and doesn't care so much about this.

"He asked me to dinner." Jiang Ye wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt very strange.

Isn't eating a daily necessity, do you still need Fu Yi to come to him on an appointment?

Which time Fu Yi didn't take him directly.

"Brother Jiang, still need me to remind you." He Xiaoqiao gestured for today's date.

Jiang Ye looked at it, "What's wrong with August 14th." ”

"Brother Jiang, you are really a nerd, can't you see such a big 'Tanabata' mark." He Xiaoqiao really hates iron and steel.

Jiang Ye's brain was hot, and by the way, his whole face turned red.

No, Fu Yi asked himself to go to dinner, did he want to take himself for Valentine's Day?

Thinking of this, Jiang Ye's next photos are becoming more and more shy, which is also in line with the autumn theme: first love.

At the end of the shooting, Jiang Yezai couldn't see He Xiaoqiao's shadow in the studio.

He was also ready to make an appointment to go to the place where Fu Yi sent a message, and as soon as he went out, he saw the nanny car driving past him. Then He Xiaoqiao found him again, turned a corner, and drove back.

"Where have you been?" Jiang Ye got in the car and asked casually.

He Xiaoqiao was nervous, his face was covered with sweat, and he spoke with panting, "Just some work things." ”

"If you're busy, you don't have to pick me up, and it's not like I can't take a taxi." Jiang Ye gave him a few tissues.

He Xiaoqiao wiped his hand casually and continued to drive.

He can't hurry, he has to let Brother Jiang hurry up, and Mr. Fu was very dissatisfied when he glanced at him just now.

"This western restaurant is quite unique."

When the two of them arrived, it was getting late, and only the afterglow of the sunset shone on the earth.

Looking at it from a distance, what I saw was not the lights of the western restaurant, but the candles of the western restaurant.

There is a romantic atmosphere halfway up the mountain.

Jiang Ye got out of the car, he was not mentally prepared, He Xiaoqiao's car quickly reversed, like a racing car, and suddenly drove without a shadow, and Jiang Ye was not given a chance to regret it at all.

Walking up the steps, according to the seat number given to him by Fu Yi, he walked towards Fu Yi in this process, his heart was so nervous, and his breathing seemed to be unpleasant.

The red tablecloth was long and stacked on the floor, red candles were burning on the table, and the melodious sound of a violin was on the table.

The man holding the flower walked firmly towards Jiang Ye.

"Fu, Fu." Jiang Ye slowly stopped, and his speech was stumbling.

The man smiled softly: "Hungry, eat." ”

Today, men seem to be incredibly tender, and Jiang Ye has a feeling that he can easily beat him.

Obviously in the morning, I still have a cold attitude...

Jiang Ye was forced to hold a large bouquet of roses and sit on the chair pulled by the man.

Set the roses aside, and the first thing that catches your eye is the heart-shaped steak.

Jiang Ye wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh: What is Fu Yi doing, coaxing him as a little girl?

"Happy Valentine's Day." Fu Yi raised his glass at him.

Jiang Ye also raised his glass in a daze.

The red liquid in the wine glasses was slightly raised, as if they were trying to entangle each other.

Seeing this, Jiang Ye quickly withdrew his wine glass, as if taking a sip of red wine.

"It's a good atmosphere today." Fu Yi elegantly cut the steak.

Jiang Ye nibbled on the steak awkwardly, and replied to the man's words: "It's good." ”

But the environment is too special and romantic, not suitable for two big men, Mr. Fu, can't you see it.

"Looks like you like it, we can come back often in the future." Fu Yi cut the steak and handed it to Jiang Ye.

"Ahem-" Jiang Ye shook his head, stopping Fu Yi from getting up, and calmed himself.

He was suddenly frightened by Fu Yi's words.

For the intimacy of the man, Jiang Ye looked at the plate that was already empty, and was slightly embarrassed.

Gently pinching the plate where Fu Yi had cut the steak, Jiang Ye ate it in small bites.

"Would you like another one?" Fu Yi was considerate.

Jiang Ye nodded.

He deserves to die.

Because eating too much ruined the atmosphere of the candlelit dinner.