Captured by her hidden husband in a love affair

Just now at the gym, Lian Xuan forgot to ask Rong Can about his plan.

After chatting with the audience in the live broadcast room for a while, Lian Xuan said goodbye to them, and then carefully greeted the camera in the room: "Director Zhao, I'm going to rest, turn off the camera?"

The camera nods slowly.

Only then did Lian Xuan cover the black cloth covering the camera with confidence.

She lowered her head to look at her cute cotton bear pajamas, she was very well dressed, so it would be no problem to see Rong Can.

After making sure everything was correct, she stood still at the door, raised her hand and knocked on the door three times.

After knocking on the door, she pricked up her ears to listen to the movement in the outer room——

heard nothing.

The soundproofing of this suite is quite good.

After hesitating for a while, she raised her hand again, and when she was about to knock, the wooden door was pulled open.

A tall and straight figure came into view.

The black and gray cotton pajamas are buttoned up meticulously, and the cold white and smooth neckline runs along the neckline, making it sexy and charming.

The hair has just been washed, it is wet, the ends are slightly curled up, and it is a little messy.

Lian Xuan's breathing was stagnant, and today was also a day when she was violently attacked by Rong Can's face.

"Why do you still have to knock on the door when you go out?" He held the door with one hand, slightly lowered his eyes and focused on Lian Xuan.

"Ah?" The woman's palm-sized face was fair and clear, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, her almond eyes widened a little, and she looked at him blankly, misty.

The lip color is very beautiful light red, natural and beautiful.

The neckline of the pajamas is a stand-up collar, revealing only the slender and fragile neck.

Rong Can's fingers holding the door tightened two points, and the ending sound was very soft, "You didn't enter the door, why did you knock on the door to get permission?"

"Didn't we agree that I will tell you in advance when I go out." Lian Xuan looked at him seriously, "Although I am going out of my door, it is also the door of your house."

"Forgot." Rong Can said lightly, then let go of her hand immediately, and walked back to the bed, her voice slowly floated over: "Are you going out?"

Lian Xuan carefully closed the door, looking around to check the situation of the camera in the room, and to see if Rong Can's cell phone was on.

When Rong Can turned her head, what she saw was a pair of eyes that were darting around.

"What are you looking for?" He asked nonchalantly.

"Have you started the broadcast?" Lian Xuan asked in a low voice, afraid of being recorded by the radio equipment.

"No, the cameras are all covered, so you don't have to be so careful." Rong Can sat down leaning against the head of the bed, lightly tapping the edge of the bed with her fingertips, "Come and sit?"

Lian Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the audience in the live broadcast room did not see it.

She walked over in three steps and two steps, instead of sitting on the edge of the bed as she said, she pulled up a chair and sat one meter away from Rong Can, keeping a proper distance.

When he really sat down, facing Rong Can's calm and unwavering face, he couldn't say the words he had conceived long ago.

Lian Xuan twirled his fingertips one after another, unable to figure out how to do it.

Ask him the real purpose of coming to Lian Zong?

But what if he really came to fall in love?
Ask him how he speaks differently from himself in the romance drama?

But what if this is the state of his work?
Lian Xuan rejected as many ways as he proposed in his heart.

In the end, she regretted a little, she shouldn't have come to look for Rong Can, wouldn't it be fine for her to let the live broadcast take its course and cooperate with the performance?

Finally, it was Rong Can who spoke first: "Lian Xuan, have you decided who to write the anonymous letter to?"

"Ah?" Lian Xuan groaned, before his brain could react, the answer had already blurted out: "Clear the sand."

The corners of the man's lips tightened suddenly, his eyes darkened, "Why is it him?"

"Because I can play games with him?" Lian Xuan tilted his head, vaguely feeling that Rong Chan's interest was not high, and asked in a strange way: "You don't want me to form a team with him?"

As soon as she said it, she regretted it.

Rong Can must think she is narcissistic, right?

Put your own position quite high.

Then, she heard a single syllable in Rongcan's muffled voice: "En."

"???" Lian Xuan's fingertips curled up slightly, and he quickly found an excuse for Rong Can - he must feel that his nominal wife teamed up with other opposite sexes, which is very embarrassing.

As for men, they are somewhat machismo.

After comforting himself, Rong Can's superior and pleasant voice rang in his ears again: "Sister Xuanxuan won't form a team with me?"

Lian Xuan: "!!!"

How could she hear Rong Can calling her this name in private?
Lian Xuan quickly looked around the house for a week. Could it be that he started the live broadcast secretly and didn't tell himself?
But the cameras in the bedroom were indeed covered with black cloth as Rong Can said.

His silver-gray mobile phone was also placed on the bedside table, with the screen facing down.

"You should call me by my name. You used to call me by my name." She didn't know what to say, so she corrected Rong Can in a low voice.

"Just now, I saw that you were not in high spirits. I thought it was because you didn't like being called by your first and last name, so you changed it." Rong Can's expression was relaxed, and there was a faint look of laziness in his eyebrows and eyes.

The tone was innocent to the extreme.

Lian Xuan almost had a heart attack.

"No." She quickly denied, "Why do you want to form a team with me?"

Rong Can pondered for a moment, "Because you don't want to form a team with Shang Jing?"

He used a questioning tone, as if he was not sure of the answer.

"There's also Sister Du and Xiao Xiao, you don't have to choose Shang Jing." Lian Xuan didn't think that Shang Jing was the only one who wrote to Rong Can.

How could anyone not want to form a team with Rong Can!
Just because of his excellent dishes, many people will come here admiringly.

Rong Can lightly pursed the corner of her lower lip, her tone was still very light: "They won't choose me."

"You're not them, how would you know?" Lian Xuan's fingertips twirling the ends of his hair boredly, looking straight at him with clear apricot eyes.

The young man didn't answer, and there seemed to be some unknown emotion hidden in his eyes, which was hard to fathom.

"Your cooking is delicious, and Sister Du praises you so much, so she should choose you." Lian Xuan gave an example, "You and Xiaoxiao seem to have known each other before? Maybe she will also give priority to acquaintances."

"Fu Shixiao, I was a stand-in in our crew before, and we just met once." Rong Can explained in a leisurely manner, "As for Du Xinhui, based on what I know about her, who will she choose? Neither would choose me."

The daunting task seemed to inevitably fall upon him.

Lian Xuan had a headache.

"Not necessarily..." She retorted weakly.

Covered by Rong Can's slender and thick eyelashes, she hid the emotions in her eyes, as if she had compromised, "Then write to Guan Qingsha."

"..." Lian Xuan felt a little uneasy about his conscience.

If it's really Rong Can, he can only form a team with Shang Jing...it must be a pain, right?
They are also live programs, once announced, they cannot be adjusted.

She didn't feel sorry for Rong Can either.

She just didn't want to see Shang Jing flaunting her might.