"Really?"

Seeing her look so relaxed, Jiang Hemian felt that something was wrong in his heart.

In his impression, Wen Jin has always seemed casual and gentle, but in fact he is proud and arrogant, and his personality is so bad that he once had no friends.

has its own unique set of handling styles, which are easy to provoke.

Something like today, when someone was blocked with a knife and threatened to cut her face, it is absolutely impossible to simply talk about it.

Before that, the best result had to be to really make people kneel down and beg for mercy.

I haven't seen him for a few years, but this person has actually changed his personality?

Unbelief.

Jiang Hemian's eyes were complicated, revealing full of distrust.

Knowing that Jiang Hemian didn't believe it, Wen Jin blinked and smiled Chunliang.

"Why do you see me like that?"

"You used to..."After thinking about it, Jiang Hemian still said, "It's not like this." ”

"People change, it's just a small thing."

Hearing this, Wen Jin paused and quickly smiled.

She turned back to the topic without a trace, "Those people don't know if they are leaving, if you go out now, it will be dangerous." ”

"Maybe they'll be taken away by force."

"How is that possible?" The assistant interjected:

"Although my brother looks thin now, he used to look thin and undressed, but he was too stressed and tired during this time."

As soon as his words fell, Wen Jin couldn't hold back and laughed.

casually glanced at Jiang Hemian and saw him with a black line on his face.

Jiang Hemian glared at the assistant, "Do you still want a salary?" ”

Having said so much, it is still his face that is lost.

Jiang Daxing had to admit that because of the sudden outbreak, the muscles he had carefully maintained for so long were gone.

To be precise, the assistant was exactly right.

It's really exhausting.

After being threatened, the assistant was silent, coughed in a vague voice, and looked away.

"Then you..."

Before Wen Jin's words were finished, Jiang Hemian's mobile phone rang.

He glanced at Wen Jin, and the other party pursed his lips and nodded, adapting to him answering the phone first.

The caller was Meng Wan.

As soon as the phone was connected, I heard a rustling sound.

Jiang Hemian fed and waited for the other party to speak.

It didn't take long for Wen Jin to watch Jiang Hemian's face get worse and worse, and finally his face turned black.

The call was not long, and after hanging up the phone, Jiang Hemian had deep eyes and turned his head to look at Wen Jin.

He instructed: "The group hasn't left yet, I'll go out for a while, don't go out here." ”

"Okay." Wen Jin nodded.

Jiang Hemian took the hat handed by the assistant, the two glanced at each other, and walked straight to the door.

When his hand was on the doorknob, he listened to Wen Jin behind him:

"Warm reminder, they really have sacks."

"Got it."

Jiang Hemian responded, and with a soft sound, the room slowly returned to calm.

After the door was shut, Wen Jin fell into deep thought.

I always feel as if I have forgotten something.

What is it?

Not long after, when Wen Jin was yawning and about to lie down and squint, he received several voice messages from Jiang Hemian.

After clicking on it, the other party seemed to be very aggrieved, and his tone was a little hurried when he spoke, as if he was running.

A few distinct female voices can be heard in the slightly noisy background.

- "I've got something going on here, so I'm going to have to pick you up." ”

- "I'll push his contact information to you, be careful yourself, and if you see someone who is wrong, run quickly." ”

Then a contact was pushed.

Wen Jin thought for a moment and issued a few words.

"Running fare?"

After about half a minute, Jiang Hemian sent a red envelope.

Wen Jin nodded with satisfaction and sent a 'Shangdao' out.

After receiving the red envelope, he took his mobile phone and walked to the door, adding the only beautiful actor in the legendary circle pushed over by Jiang Hemian - Meng Wan.

................

Standing under the warm yellow street lamp, Wen Jin looked around and dialed out the phone with a blank face.

The other party quickly connected.

"Hello?"

The sound is warm and mellow and magnetic.

If he had heard such a voice ten minutes ago, under normal circumstances, Wen Jin would probably be willing to say a few more words to the other party.

But now it's a blackened version of Wen Jin, who has run out, worked in vain, and has been hungry for a long time.

She's in a bad mood right now.

I didn't care about whether the other party's voice was good or not, frowned, and asked;

"Where, you haven't been caught, have you?"

"Not yet." Meng Wan on the other end of the phone paused before saying, "However, if you don't come again, I may be taken away by mosquitoes first." ”

Wen Jin was silent for a moment.

She couldn't figure it out, at this time, this person still had the heart to joke.

Is the actor's self-cultivation so strong?

When and where can you not expose the slightest disadvantage?

"Send me a locator." The blackened version of Wen Jin was very indifferent and said, "I'll go find you, don't move anymore." ”

Originally, the other party said that she was in a green belt at the entrance of the community, but she went and pounced.

The place is big, it's dark, and there are many mosquitoes.

She patiently searched for a long time and gave it directly for nothing.

After asking, I found out that I had changed places to hide.

"Hmm."

As if hearing the unhappiness in Wen Jin's words, the legendary beauty actor paused slightly and said in a low voice:

"I'm sorry for the trouble."

"It's fine." Wen Jin followed the direction of the navigation arrow.

He pressed his stomach in protest and emphasized, "You just wait for me in the same place, don't move again." ”

I ate a bowl of noodles all day and walked around again.

Those who are hungry have no strength to speak.

"Okay."

The other party answered, and the phone hung up.

When Wen Jin arrived, he saw such a picture:

The flower of Kaolin, the legendary beauty actor Meng Wan, is wearing a sweatshirt and trousers, and a big sweatshirt and hat almost cover his entire face.

Under the weak light of the mobile phone, only a fair chin and a pronounced Adam's apple can be seen.

The long legs kept bent and leaned lazily against the wall.

With his head bowed slightly, his figure is long, and his temperament is outstanding.

Just standing there, in the dimly lit corner, it looks like a painting.

As if sensing something, the other party looked up.

The eyes are calm, like a sea without boundaries, deep and bewildering.

It is also like an invisible hook, which seems to be able to see the bottom of people's hearts at a glance.

In an instant, Wen Jin felt that he had been attacked by a cosmic-level beauty.