Lian Xuan let out a sigh and made a concession: "I'll rush back to Dijing after filming." ”

"Okay." Qin Yanqian agreed.

For a moment, both fell silent.

"Hung up first? I'm getting out of the car. Lian Xuan looked at the familiar street scene around her, which was already very close to the hotel where she had lived before.

"Okay, see you later." Qin Yanqian hung up neatly, it was about the research center that there was another guest.

The mobile phone screen automatically returned to the main interface, and Lian Xuan stared at it for a few seconds.

She once thought that she would never have an intersection with Shang Jing again.

She didn't go to the entertainment in the aristocratic circle of the family, and avoided Shang Jing to the greatest extent.

But I never thought that we would meet again in Lianzong.

The entertainment industry is so big and there are so many artists, why did she meet Shang Jing again?

Maybe the so-called fate is really controlled by the gods.

Lian Xuan is rarely superstitious.

Putting aside the distracting thoughts in his heart for the time being, Lian Xuan turned his head and patted Rong Cang's shoulder twice, "Rong Cang, wake up, I'm going to get out of the car later, it's easy to catch a cold just after waking up." ”

"Huh?" The man's voice was hoarse as he had just woken up, his tone rose slightly, and his slowly opened eyes revealed a little confusion.

It seems that Fang has just slept soundly.

It's good that Rong Cang didn't hear it.

Lian Xuan's heartbeat slowed down, and he took out a mask from his pocket and put it on, "I'm about to get out of the car." ”

When you enter the city, you are no better than in the suburbs.

Rong Cang's fans are too large to be easily recognized, and this hotel often has paparazzi squatting, which is really not safe.

The young man was lazy, unhurriedly put on his coat and wrapped his scarf, revealing only a pair of clear eyes outside.

"Master, let's drive the car to the underground garage." She leaned in front of the window and looked, and there were many people coming and going at the door at nine o'clock at this time.

Maybe there's a paparazzi somewhere.

"Okay." The driver should be happy to get down.

"My assistant gave me a hotel for today's day, can you stay there first?" Lian Xuan turned around to look at Rong Cang, "I'll go to the airport at noon." ”

Rong Cang pursed the corners of his lower lip lightly, his tone was lazy, and his interest was not high: "Hmm." ”

Lian Xuan pondered, probably because he was disturbed, and he was a little angry when he got up, but it was not easy to show it.

She simply stopped talking.

The driver parked the car in the underground parking lot, got out of the car first, and helped Lian Xuan take the suitcase out of the trunk.

Lian Xuan held on to the trunk bar, his eyes swept around, and he didn't see any suspicious people, so he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and pulled the car door, "It should be safe, you can come down." ”

"Okay." Rong Cang stepped forward on his long legs and stood beside her.

"Let's go—" Lian Xuan didn't finish his words, and was hugged into his arms by a big hand.

The bridge of his nose slammed into Rong Cang's chest, and it hurt a little, and he was surrounded by the rich fragrance of plants and trees on his body in an instant.

Her back stiffened, and the next second she realized the intention of Rong Can's move, and she lowered her voice: "Someone secretly filmed? ”

"Well, don't move." Rong Can's hand was still around her waist, and the heat of her palm continued to penetrate her clothes, staining her skin, burning to the core.

This is not the first time Lian Xuan has been photographed with a male counterpart.

In the past, when the crew had a small gathering and so on, she was also photographed.

But somehow, this time it was unspeakably nervous.

Lian Xuan couldn't help but grab Rong Cang's clothes, and urged in a low voice: "The paparazzi haven't left yet?" So how do we get into the hotel? ”

"There is no one in the direction of the elevator, turn around and go." Rong Cang grabbed the suitcase with one hand, turned around, and blocked her with himself, "Turn around." ”

"Oh." Lian Xuan quickly turned around under his cover, pulling the suitcase and Rong Cang in the direction of the elevator.

Until I entered the elevator and pressed the floor I was going to, my heart was still beating wildly.

Lian Xuan raised his eyes and stared at Rong Cang for a few seconds.

If He Rongcang is photographed, she will probably have to be on fire again.

Well, the kind that gets scolded.

But thinking about it, the reason why she is so nervous should be that she is afraid that the matter of her marriage to Rong Cangyin will be picked up by Shunteng.

I unconsciously swiped my toes twice, and an idea popped up inexplicably in my heart: If I get divorced, don't I have to worry about it?

But the idea was quickly rejected by herself.

Let's not talk about how to deal with the family, let's just say that Rong Cang's face that perfectly pokes her aesthetics and XP, as well as her cooking skills, which perfectly pokes her taste......

If you can stay as a life partner, you won't lose anything!

The security measures in the hotel are more complete than the parking lot, until the card is swiped to enter the door, and even Xuan and the two no longer encounter suspicious people.

Lian Xuan casually pushed the suitcase to the window, and the whole person nested into the sofa, and his eyes fell on Rong Can.

The young man's fingers were cold and slender, and he unbuttoned them without hesitation, and hung his coat and scarf on the shelves.

He wore only a fleece black undershirt, and the high neck was turned down by him, revealing the delicate skin of his neck, faintly glowing under the fluorescent lamp.

"Rong Cang." Lian Xuan whispered his name.

He looked sideways, patiently waiting for her follow-up.

"You should have been photographed, right?" She unconsciously twisted her fingertips and said in a low tone, "If I look closely, I might find that hidden paparazzi." ”

"If you are filmed, you will be filmed." The man leaned lightly against the table, standing loosely and unfazed, "What are you afraid of?" ”

Lian Xuan grabbed the corner of the pillow in her arms, her eyelids drooped, "The paparazzi are very good at writing gossip, they will say that after the end of the love show, the actor had a private meeting with a mysterious woman in the Shashi Hotel, and they went in and out together, and the suspected relationship was exposed." ”

She even helped the paparazzi think of news headlines.

Rong Cang laughed very softly, "You don't seem to be reading much gossip." ”

"Who is not a melon eater now." Lian Xuan had a bitter face, "This time I have become the owner of the melon." ”

"I didn't photograph you." Rong Cang lowered his eyes to look at her, and the corners of his thin red lips were slightly raised.

"I haven't photographed it now, it doesn't mean that I won't be photographed when I go to the airport at noon, the paparazzi are too good at squatting." She leaned back feebly, her head big at the thought of it.

There is an essential difference between the CP fried in Lianzong and Rong Cang, and the fact that Lianzong and Rong Cang were photographed in the same frame.

The marketing account can write her and Rong Cang out of flowers.

"And I'm sorry for you today." She sighed again, "I should have been more cautious, I should have cut off the possibility of this problem from happening at the source, and we shouldn't have taken a car into the city." ”

"Or, just tell the marketing account that we really did a fake show?" Rong Cang casually proposed.

"Nope." Without even thinking about it, Xuan categorically objected, "Who can have feelings in one episode of the show?" It has to be love at first sight. ”

Well......

It seems to be in line with her.

Isn't she interested in Rong Cang?

Rong Cang is so good-looking.

"That is to say, we are in love for the official announcement." Rong Cang spoke softly.