Good morning, Mr.Commander

Xu Rongrong's face is very ugly. She is stuffy with a pair of eyes that can reflect the water light. She has come to this point. She still smiles. She is really her friend.

"Well, stop laughing." Wen Shanshan didn't laugh until she had laughed enough. Xu Rongrong is not a fool and can't see it.

Zhan Yiyang's face was not very good-looking. Xu Rongrong didn't continue the topic because of Zhan Yiyang's face.

"Ignore you." Xu Rongrong picked up the bowl to eat. Two men looked at the tall woman and ate more calmly.

"When will you be discharged?" After dinner, Xu Rongrong asked wenshanshan while cleaning up. Wenshanshan looked at her legs and felt helpless: "the doctor said it would take a few days."

God knows, the doctor has said this more than ten times. I don't know when to say it.

"Then have a good rest and don't worry." Xu Rongrong soon has experience in this field. He can only get out of bed after being injured. On the one hand, he leaves hidden dangers. The gain outweighs the loss.

Sitting down, Xu Rongrong chatted with Wen Shanshan. The two women haven't been together for a long time. There are always endless topics to talk about, from family to family, but a pair of children, to Xu Rongrong's recent events on the set, talking about Yao Wenxi.

"Who is Yao Wenxi?" Wenshanshan was very curious. Xu Rongrong seldom mentioned a person's name several times in front of her.

"You've seen a new friend, too." Xu Rongrong plans to wait for Wen Shanshan to introduce them.

"I've seen it, too?" Wenshanshan wondered that Xu Rongrong had few friends.

"Well, it's a female artist from Yiyang company, Yao Wenxi. I didn't tell you that I gave us a bottle of red wine." Xu Rongrong said that Wen Shanshan remembered that he had a little impression of Yao Wenxi, but he couldn't say he knew him.

"How old is she?" Wenshanshan is very strange. Are there such good young people who like to stick with an old woman these days?

"It's twenty o'clock. I'm a little older than her." Xu Rongrong had to lament the ruthlessness of time. She also felt very young, but if she had to move her fingers to count, she would feel a burst of loss and melancholy. She was 35 years old and had passed her thirties.

Wen Shanshan was speechless, and Xu Rongrong began to slip away again.

"I'll lie down." Wenshanshan leaned against the bed and slipped down. Xu Rongrong was busy getting up and holding on to avoid discomfort.

"Be careful." Xu Rongrong is careful everywhere. Wen Shanshan doesn't care so much. She even thinks it's all right. If it weren't for the doctor, she could be discharged from the hospital.

It was Bai Sheng who said she would stay longer and said she was not allowed to leave the hospital.

To be honest, wenshanshan really didn't expect Bai Sheng to be so careful to her, even take care of her. In the past few days in the hospital, Bai Sheng was omniscient to her, fed her water when she was thirsty, got food for her when she was hungry, accompanied her to watch TV, coaxed her to eat and sleep, and beautified her spleen qi.

It's a far cry from when you weren't hurt.

Yesterday, wenshanshan was leaving the hospital. Bai Sheng's face was particularly ugly. Wenshanshan insisted. Bai Sheng simply called a doctor. After listening to the doctor, wenshanshan was quiet and didn't leave the hospital.

But Bai Sheng didn't get angry with her, but took care of her very carefully, which really made her unable to adapt.

Lying down, wenshanshan is a little sleepy. She sleeps all day. She can't stand it if she doesn't let her sleep suddenly.

"Are you sleepy?" Xu Rongrong also saw that wenshanshan was not only fat and lazy, but also felt big.

"A little." Wenshanshan closed her eyes. She really couldn't stand it.

"Then I'll go back first. I'm a little sleepy. I'll get up early tomorrow and go to the set to see you when I have time." Xu Rongrong got up and took the bag away. He looked at Zhan Yiyang who had got up and stood up. He politely talked to Bai Sheng. The two talents left the hospital.

Out of the door, Xu Rongrong leaned against Zhan Yiyang's arms and sighed: "I didn't expect that the two of them would come together."

Zhan Yiyang took a look, and there were many unexpected things.

"Do you think they will have a baby, Shanshan?" Although there is already one, it is not theirs after all, and it is also her child now.

Zhan Yiyang's eyes were deep. He didn't think about such a complex problem and hugged Xu Rongrong.

Xu Rongrong looked at Zhan Yiyang and leaned powerlessly up: "elderly pregnant women."

Zhan Yiyang didn't answer and left with Xu Rongrong. It doesn't matter whether Bai Sheng has a child or not.

The couple went out and went back to the car. Zhan Yiyang drove the car to go home. He was going back. Xu Rongrong's mobile phone rang. Xu Rongrong looked down. It's time. Whose phone is it?

"Wen Xi?" Xu Rongrong answered the phone while wondering.

"Haven't you slept yet?" Yao Wenxi was on the phone opposite, but at this point, Xu Rongrong was a little surprised and couldn't help looking at Zhan Yiyang.

"No, you didn't sleep?" Xu Rongrong leaned against the car while answering the phone and staggered back home with Zhan Yiyang. When the phone arrived at home, the two people ended the call. Xu Rongrong still felt warm in his heart.

"Ask me about the afternoon." Xu Rongrong put away the phone and explained that Zhan Yiyang didn't care much. He was a little tired after a busy day. He went upstairs to change his shoes. Then Xu Rongrong followed him back upstairs. The two washed and slept.

Early in the morning, Xu Rongrong received a call from Yao Wenxi. Yao Wenxi said he was waiting for Xu Rongrong downstairs at home and asked her if she wanted to pick her up when she went there. Xu Rongrong immediately agreed and said that he would pick up Yao Wenxi in the future.

After dinner, Zhan Yiyang went to do his own business. Xu Rongrong followed his assistant to the set and picked up Yao Wenxi on the way.

"You didn't sleep so late yesterday. I called and thought you were all asleep." Yao Wenxi got on the bus and leaned against Xu Rongrong. In front of him, the assistant drove, and sister LAN sat on the co pilot. Naturally, Xu Rongrong and Yao Wenxi occupied the back.

"I went to see my friends. I came home a little late. I was in the car when you called." Xu Rongrong explained that he didn't care about the rest, but Yao Wenxi was particularly attentive when listening to Xu Rongrong and didn't want to miss every psychological change of Xu Rongrong.

The atmosphere in the car began to be very harmonious. The two women talked a lot in the car, big and small. They were not lonely all the way.

Xu Rongrong hasn't been like this for a long time. Talking with a girl much younger than her, she feels much younger. She always laughs uncontrollably.

"Here we are!" When the car stopped, sister LAN reminded me and pushed the door to get off. The assistant and sister LAN went to both sides and opened the door. Xu Rongrong and Yao Wenxi got off alone.

There are not many things for one woman and two women to come together on the set. As soon as they got off the bus, they attracted a lot of people's attention, but there was nothing too unexpected.

Yao Wenxi is the kind of person who is easy to talk about and good to everyone in the eyes of the public. Xu Rongrong is a good temper who is easy to talk about everything. You can do whatever you want. In this way, it seems impossible for two people to become friends.

The people on the set took a look, looked at it and looked away to continue what they were doing.

When he came early, there were some diligent little artists and some theatrical affairs on the set. The director was not in place. Xu Rongrong looked around and didn't see that the director was much more relaxed and gave a sigh of relief.

Xu Rongrong is afraid to see the director. His serious psychological quality is not good.

In fact, Xu Rongrong's psychological quality is not so bad, but in the matter of filming, it is not as calm and natural as other actors.

In the final analysis, it is still because she is not a professional actor and a monk who has become a monk halfway home. It is impossible to think of anything. Xu Rongrong just plays the play in front of her, and then she can retire with success, go home to teach her husband and children, and continue her happy life with her wife.

"What's the matter? Sighing? " As soon as Xu Rongrong sat down, Yao Wenxi's water was sent to Xu Rongrong. Xu Rongrong raised his hand and took the water. A sense of powerlessness arose spontaneously, and asked stiffly, "how did you see me sigh?"

Yao Wenxi suddenly smiled, "why didn't you see it? You wrote it on your face."

"Is it that serious? I don't think so. " Xu Rongrong raised his hand and foolishly patted her face. Yao Wenxi's eyebrows wrinkled inadvertently. Such Xu Rongrong is really an obstacle.

Although I don't like Xu Rongrong's silly appearance in his thirties, his face is full of smiles.

"You don't think so. Look at your eyes." Yao Wenxi sat down and took out his small mirror. He took a picture of Xu Rongrong. Xu Rongrong didn't see anything. Instead, he looked at Yao Wenxi: "how good you are. You have a foundation. I don't have a foundation. I come to the set is a kind of torture."

"How could it be? You played very well. You didn't say it long ago, and the director agreed." Yao Wenxi actually despises Xu Rongrong's acting skills. It's just a word, "rotten".

Yao Wenxi didn't say it, but he had mocked Xu Rongrong countless times in his heart.

Xu Rongrong doesn't know this. If he knows, he may feel sad and want to cry.

Raising his eyes, Xu Rongrong looked at Yao Wenxi for a while and sighed again: "the director is giving Zhan Yiyang face. Do you think I am good at acting?"

Xu Rongrong is very clear about this. Because of these, Xu Rongrong works harder. She doesn't want to lose Zhan Yiyang's face.

If you don't do it, you have to do your best. At least you have to work hard.

"Zhan Yiyang?" Yao Wenxi looked surprised, as if he was very strange to the name Zhan Yiyang.

Xu Rongrong looked: "you don't know your boss?"

I can't. I've met so many times and sent red wine. Does the girl say she doesn't know?

Xu Rongrong raised his eyebrows and filled his eyes with strange.

Yao Wenxi suddenly looked strange, "we are all called President Zhan. Do you really have that kind of relationship between you?"

"What kind of relationship?" Xu Rongrong didn't react for a moment. Instead, he smiled.