Chapter 135: Bad Things
In the evening, the guests also stayed in the park's large villas.
After a day's work, everyone was a little tired, and in order to prepare for the next day's activities, after dinner, except for a few children who were still nestled together, the rest of the people rested in their respective rooms.
The program team still kept the content of the next day's event confidential, but also revealed some information.
For example, tomorrow will still be the PK of resident guests and flying guests, for example, although it is a confrontational game, the intensity will not be too high, and the overall content will be relatively relaxed.
In fact, Wen Renxue didn't care who was hostile to whom, and after hearing the assurances of the program team that she would not be too tired tomorrow, she was basically relieved.
Recording this kind of variety show, especially outdoors, is actually very physical exertion, and the audience is really happy to watch it, but after a few days of continuous rotation, Rao is she boasts that her physical fitness is good, and she also feels some backache.
Fortunately, tomorrow is the last day of recording at Roaring Land, and you can go home and rest after sticking to it.
Speaking of going home, Wen Renxue inevitably thought of Feng Yan.
The days of living in the Feng Mansion are actually not long, and the time with Feng Yan is even shorter, but this cold-looking man always gives Wen Renxue a warm sense of familiarity, if they have been together for a long time, they are used to each other.
The rooms of the villa are fully equipped, but in the final analysis it is more like a business hotel, whether it is the lighting, the layout, or the smell, there is a jerky cold feeling, which makes people feel not warm enough.
Wen Renxue thought of the cold and sweet soup that Feng Yan had cooked for her once, it was very refreshing and thirst-quenching, and in today's slightly hot weather, she missed it very much at this moment.
She thought that she was just tired and wanted to drink that bowl of delicious cold and sweet soup so that she would think of Feng Yan as a person.
Wen Renxue clicked on her mobile phone, intending to tell Feng Yan the news that she would be able to go back the morning after tomorrow, but the moment she clicked on the chat software, she received a video call invitation from Feng Yan at the same time.
A subtle joy welled up in my heart, and my fingers pressed the receiving button one step faster than my brain.
Wen Renxue was lying on the bed playing with her mobile phone, and from Feng Yan's point of view, Wen Renxue looked down at the camera, her black hair slid down from the side of her ear, swayed down against her chin, and shook in front of the camera.
Through the mobile phone, Feng Yan seemed to be able to feel the tingling and itching brought by the hair when it swept by, and he spoke softly.
"Are you tired of these two days?"
Wen Renxue stroked her neck with one hand and turned her head.
"Tired, my here-"
As she spoke, she leaned her head sideways in front of the camera, revealing a dazzling white neck on one side, revealing a distressed expression.
"-It's so sour!"
The details of the mobile phone camera are blurred, coupled with the dim light at the head of the bed, it seems that the whole person looks hazy, and the snow-white neck that is close to it looks like white jade wrapped in the warm sun.
Feng Yan's gaze fell on the delicate porcelain white place, and he was calm for two seconds, and then his eyebrows drooped slightly, and he chuckled.
"When will you be back? When the time comes, you will be pressed. ”
When the date of going back was mentioned, Wen Renxue's expression suddenly stretched again, one hand supported his chin, and the other hand wrapped around his black hair, and his tone was full of excitement.
"It's coming soon! Tomorrow is the last day, and the program team said that it is estimated that it will be recorded in the evening, and it is too tiring to rush the night, so I plan to take the young children back the morning after tomorrow, and eat breakfast here, and go back just to catch lunch, how about it? ”
Feng Yan's body leaned back slightly, leaning on the leather sofa with a relaxed posture, his gentle gaze fell on Wen Renxue's face through the screen, as if he had turned into a substantial hand, cherishing and caressing reluctantly.
"Then I'll pick you up the next morning."
"What are you doing here? So far. ”
From the sealed house to the Roaring Villa, it took several hours to drive, and if you wanted to pick up Wenrenxue and Feng Youyou in the morning, Feng Yan had to set off before dawn.
Wen Renxue stopped the boring movements in her hand and looked at the camera with a very serious expression.
"Just let the driver come, do you hear me?"
Wen Renxue's tone seemed to be admonishing disobedient children, with a bit of deliberate childishness and fierceness, but when it fell into Feng Yan's ears, it seemed to be coquettish.
Very intimate.
Looking at Wen Renxue's deliberately twisted brows, Feng Yan shook his head with a smile and changed the subject.
"How long can I rest after this recording?"
"You can stop for three days!" At the mention of rest, Wen Renxue's eyes lit up again.
"It's really fun, but it's also really tiring......"
Feng Yan nodded and pondered for a moment.
"Is there a place you want to go to relax? Or just stay at home and rest? ”
Because of the reason for recording variety shows, Wen Renxue's rest time will not be very long, Feng Yan has the intention to make some arrangements, but the premise must be to make Wen Renxue feel comfortable and relaxed.
Fortunately, Wen Renxue is not very keen on shining in the entertainment industry, or making a name for herself or something, and her current busyness is just because of this variety show.
Feng Yan planned patiently, planning to wait for the variety show to end, and then take the time to create more memories between them.
When it came to the arrangement, Wen Renxue remembered the new script that Jiang Ru sent her to read.
"Oh yes! I recently saw a script that I was more interested in, Jiang Ru said that I had better meet with the director to talk, I haven't made an appointment with that side yet, but fortunately you reminded me, I have to call Jiang Ru quickly and say that this matter ......"
Mentioning this, Wen Renxue said, "I'll hang up first", and without waiting for Feng Yan's reaction, he ended the call with a tud.
Feng Yan: ......
New playbook? When did it happen?
Isn't that the end of the variety show, and Wen Renxue still has to be busy?
Thinking of this, the tall man sank into the sofa, and his angular face was printed with some shadows, inexplicably with a sense of grievance and pity.
Thinking that Wen Renxue might be talking to Jiang Ru, Feng Yan directly sent a message to Jiang Ru.
[Feng Yan: It's good to be dedicated, don't go too far. 】
Jiang Ru is very popular in the entertainment industry, her brain is naturally active, and the moment she hung up the phone and saw the news, she immediately understood what the boss meant.
She looked at the few scripts she had just picked out in her hand, and silently withdrew the idea of sending it to Wen Renxue.
She just felt that she couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so it was better to Wen Renxue step by step.
It's not because of the obscenity of the boss, ha!
On the other side, Wen Renxue had just hung up the phone with Jiang Ru when she saw the message Feng Yan sent her.
[Feng Yan: You can take any drama you like, but don't be too tired, you and I will be worried. 】
Although it was just words, Wen Renxue's mind automatically made up Feng Yan's tone, demeanor, and entangled eyes, and she couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips slightly......
At this moment, a childish child's voice suddenly sounded.
"Is there anything fun about it?"
The sudden sound startled Wen Renxue.
She let out a short "ah" and panicked so much that she threw her phone out.
The mobile phone fell on the quilt unharmed, and Wen Renxue raised her head in surprise and sealed the young round eyes.
Feng Youyou, who had just returned from playing with Baby Jiang, tilted his head in confusion.
The expression of the stepmother seems to have done something wrong.