The actor is my father's fan

Chapter 278: Finally Arrived Home
Jiang Tang didn't know that Ye Shen had filled his mind with a bunch of strange thoughts. He fixedly looked at Ye Shen's eyes for a long time, and suddenly found that the memory of those eyes in the dream that he just remembered in his mind had faded again. Can't remember.

After thinking about it for a long time, Jiang Tang found that he couldn't remember anything.

It's like a fleeting image, leaving no trace.

Frowning slightly, Jiang Tang raised his head and saw Ye Shen's clear black eyes clearly reflecting his figure, only then did he feel that something was wrong.

She seemed to have been staring at people for too long just now.

Jiang Tang: "..." I hope Ye Shen doesn't misunderstand.

After reacting, Jiang Tang felt that she sat up and sat up with a sense of vision, and felt relieved after getting a little farther away from Ye Shen.

She originally meant that it is best not to have too much communication with Ye Shen now, she just woke up and was unconscious for a while, but she took the initiative to go over.

Thinking of this, Jiangtang was inexplicable and a little guilty.

He turned his head to the side, looked at the floor under his feet, and pretended to be indifferent.

His eyes fell on the little girl's reddish earlobe, Ye Shen didn't speak, his eyebrows were a little unpredictable.

Fortunately, at this time, the radio sounded from above.Nancheng, here we come.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the plane has landed at Nancheng Airport. The plane is taxiing. For the safety of you and others, please don't stand up or open the luggage rack..."

A gentle and clear female voice sounded, and everyone began to prepare to leave.

……

I don't know how the flight information was leaked, but Nancheng also surrounded fans to pick up the plane, all of them came to see Jiang Tang.

No one paid attention to Ye Shen.After all, deep fans are used to being attacked by their own masters all year round, and they don't need to pick up the plane or something.

Putting on the hat, he lifted the mask upwards, and after getting off the plane, Jiang Tang quickly grasped his suitcase tightly in his hands, apparently to thank Ye Shen for several times along the way. The luggage thing is a bit impressive.

this time……

Finally, he went according to Jiang Tang's idea, and there were no accidents.

Leaving from the VIP passage of the airport, Jiang Tang said goodbye to the next time with a cheerful tone, and got on the car picked up by the butler with crooked eyebrows.

Ye Shen stood there silently, even though there was only a cloud of light gray car exhaust in his field of vision, he still stopped there and looked at it for a long time.It was originally an affectionate drama, but now it seems that it is a little funny for no reason.

Maybe Jiang Tang tried to say goodbye several times before but failed, but this time he can finally leave, so he is preparing some manuscript.

Saying goodbye next time, showing another smile, before Ye Shen's goodbye was blown away in the wind, the little girl jumped into the car happily.

The scene just now flashed in his mind, the corners of Ye Shen's lips were stained with helplessness, but he was still in a good mood, with a smile on his brows and eyes.

Not far away, a low-key luxury car slowly stopped beside Ye Shen.The driver inside looked at the boss who called him and seemed to be... smirking, and couldn't help turning on the lights to remind Ye Shen of his presence.

The driver was an honest and honest uncle. Seeing that Ye Shen had spotted the car, he opened the door and walked down to take the silver-white suitcase in Ye Shen's hand, and helped put it into the trunk.

Ye Shen got used to sitting in the back seat, the car started slowly, and the direction was the same as Jiang Tang left before.

Not only that……

The routes on both sides can be said to be exactly the same, and the places they pass are the same.

It's just that Jiang Tang's car left in front, and Ye Shen took a step back.

It's just like--

They are going to the same place.

　Suddenly, I feel that my recent writing seems to have a tendency to change to sand sculpture style. I don't know if it has something to do with the sand sculpture novels I read recently.Ah, it feels like my actor Ye is in my writing, a tall and handsome male god who is about to collapse.

　　Believe me, I didn't mean it that way.I really want a tall hero too.

　　It's too difficult, son, I'm sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)