Captured by her hidden husband in a love affair

"I've booked, fly to Ancheng at three o'clock this afternoon." Lian Xuan bit the spoon lightly, and suddenly realized: "Is it too late for you to make a temporary reservation now?"

Rong Can fumbled for her mobile phone, "I'll talk to my assistant to see what time is the latest one I can book."

"Well, but in fact, my scene is not long, you can go back to the Imperial Capital first..." Lian Xuan stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking.

The line of sight deviated, and it fell on Director Zhao who was still standing still.

She even forgot that Director Zhao was still there! ! !

Fortunately, I didn't say the second half of the sentence, otherwise it would be fatal.

"Actor Rong pointed out my new guest drama, and he is going to visit me." Lian Xuan said solemnly.

What she said was not a lie, she just omitted some key details.

Director Zhao nodded, with a meaningful smile on his face: "I understand."

"What does Director Zhao understand?" Rong Can slowly raised her eyelids and gave her a glance.

"Uh..." Director Zhao resolutely took half a step back, "Actually, I didn't hear anything. You can just put the bowl in the kitchen later. I still have some work to do, so I'll clean it up when I come back."

He rushed out of the room with a stride.

The wooden door swayed twice, but was not closed tightly.

When Lian Xuan was about to get up to close the door, the door was pushed shut from the outside with a bang.

She silently turned her head to look at Rong Can, "You are so lethal to Director Zhao?"

"Maybe he just has something to do." Rong Can looked away.

……

Although Director Zhao said that the bowls can be put directly in the kitchen, Lian Xuan washed them clean and put them away before going out with Rong Can with the suitcase.

The dirt road in the village is not easy to walk, and the car of the program team is still waiting for them at the entrance of the village.

Under Lian Xuan's strong request, Rong Can wrapped herself in a thick coat, hat and scarf.

It rained last night, and the temperature is still not high this morning. The cold wind is scrambling to penetrate into the neckline, and Lian Xuan couldn't help but gather up his coat.

In the next second, the scarf wrapped in her body temperature was wrapped around her neck.

Lian Xuan raised his head, the long scarf was divided into two halves by Rong Can, one half went around his neck and rested on his collarbone, and the other half was on Lian Xuan's neck.

The middle section hangs in the air, silently connecting them to each other.

She subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold the scarf, and the tip of her nose smelled of a light herbal fragrance.

"The ground is very slippery. If I don't walk well, I will bring you down too." When she said this, she had just walked around a small puddle.

Those little white shoes are already so black that they don't look good, I don't know if I can clean them later.

Skeletal, slender fingers spread out under the eyelids.

Lian Xuan was slightly stunned, and looked sideways at Rong Can, the man staring at her had a very faint gleam in his eyes, as bright as an evening star.

"What?" she asked knowingly.

"Holding hands, you won't fall." Rong Can said seriously.

"That's not necessarily true." Lian Xuan retorted without hesitation, but his hand held Rong Can sincerely.

The patient still needs to be taken care of.

She has reasons.

Rong Can narrowed her eyes, and said in a casual and relaxed tone, "Then let's see if we will fall before we arrive."

"Don't be crowed, if you really fall, it will be too embarrassing when you turn around and show up at the airport, you still need the burden of being an idol." Lian Xuan's eyes widened slightly, accusing him.

Rong Can's words can't be followed, they won't really act out a scene where the soles of their feet are slipping and they are in close contact with Mother Earth, right?

Lian Xuan deliberately slowed down his pace, for fear of falling.

Fortunately, this world is not so metaphysical yet, I arrived smoothly and safely all the way, and got into the car.

The driver turned on the warm air so loudly that it made people feel drowsy.

Obviously he didn't sleep late yesterday, but his eyelids were clenched, Lian Xuan's head was bit by bit in the air, and the next second, he stretched out his slender fingers, and gently supported her so that she leaned on his shoulder.

The woman's furry head moved slightly, found a suitable position to lean against, and fell asleep undefended.

Rong Can lowered her eyes, and her eyes were fixed on her plain and beautiful face.

Her hair was tied loose, and when the car bumped, the broken hair fell down and dangled at the temples.

Rong Can stretched out her hand unhurriedly, with very light movements, and brushed the broken hair behind her ears, revealing her round and full earlobes.

His eyes darkened slightly, and he hastily opened them.

"Buzzing—" Lian Xuan was awakened by the continuous vibration of the mobile phone.

She took out her mobile phone with her eyes blindfolded, and her consciousness suddenly came to life when she saw the caller ID.

"Qin Yanqian"

Lian Xuan tilted his head to look at Rong Can, the man leaned his head back slightly on the headrest, his eyes were closed, he was probably asleep.

She breathed a sigh of relief and slid the connect button.

A familiar voice with a smile came out immediately: "Lian Xuan, what's the matter with you? I sent you a message and didn't reply, and I didn't call you back. Do you still have me in your heart?"

"No." Lian Xuan didn't change his expression, he had known Qin Yanqian for many years, and she had long been used to his unguarded mouth.

"Tsk." Qin Yanqian clicked his tongue softly, "You don't think you are trapped in the gentleness of the film emperor Rong?"

Lian Xuan's eyelids twitched, "Will you die if you don't talk nonsense for a day?"

"Don't you like him very much—" Qin Yanqian didn't finish his sentence, but was interrupted hastily by Lian Xuan: "Stop talking nonsense, what's the matter?"

The heart in her chest was beating violently, she carefully raised her eyelids and looked in the direction of Rong Can.

The man still closed his eyes and breathed evenly and slowly, he should not have been woken up.

"My suggestion is that you should come to me for a re-evaluation before the next episode starts." Returning to the topic, Qin Yanqian's voice also became serious, showing a bit of seriousness.

"It's not that exaggerated, I think I'm quite peaceful." Lian Xuan's fingers unconsciously rubbed the back of the phone, his voice was very soft.

"I watched the live broadcast." Qin Yanqian snorted, "What misunderstanding do you have about Ping He?"

Lian Xuan straightened the corners of his lips, but did not answer.

Qin Yanqian's voice softened again: "I know that your situation has been stable for the past two years, but I still suggest you come here, Shang Jing is uncontrollable, and she may not deliberately do outrageous things. "

He paused, "We all know her influence on you."

Lian Xuan clasped the phone tightly, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably, "I am trying to take that step, although it is very difficult, but... I will always take it."

He obviously controlled the voice line intentionally, but the ending sound was still a little floaty.

"I understand you, Lian Xuan." Qin Yanqian's voice sank, "Take it as a chat with friends after work, if you want, you can invite Ke Yi to come too."

Lian Xuan let go, and leaned back weakly, leaning against the cushion, "We're going to film on Wednesday, and I'm going to fly to Ancheng this afternoon. If it goes well, I'll finish filming in the afternoon. It's time to live broadcast again on weekends."

"Time is a little tight." Qin Yanqian pondered for a moment, "Either I will fly to Ancheng to find you."

"Don't." She sat up straight suddenly, and resolutely refused: "I don't want to be photographed by the paparazzi having a tryst with a strange man, how can I participate in the romance show?"