His Long Love

Today is the day when all the cast members of "the knight errant" are killed. Director Zhang hosted a banquet for all the cast members and staff in Mingyue hotel.

When Meng Qingge is about to go out, she is told by Ji Wanzhou not to drink.

Naturally, she did not pay attention to him. How can I do without drinking on this occasion?

Who knows Ji Wanzhou even threatened her, "OK, Mrs. Ji can drink as much as she wants. I'll let Xiao Zhang write down how many drinks you drink. When you come back in the evening, we'll do it a few times."

Meng Qingge only then counsels, had to promise him, does not drink at night.

When they arrived at the hotel, they sat together with Ruan Yuanyuan. After more than three months of shooting, they became good friends and had a tendency to develop into girlfriends.

Later, Jiang Siyan also sat down at their table.

The three began to chat.

"By the way, according to the grapevine, one of Ruan's novels written by Ruan is going to be filmed on TV?" Jiang Siyan asked with a smile.

Ruan Yuanyuan helped the eyeglass frame and replied with a smile, "this hearsay is really accurate."

"Because my friend wanted me to be the man." Jiang Siyan sipped the red wine and said the truth with a smile, "but I haven't received the script yet, and I don't know whether it's suitable for acting. My friend said that Ruan's screenwriter hasn't changed the script."

Ruan Yuan Yuan embarrassed smile, "this is not these days busy, wait for a few days to write a script."

"According to my friend, the mistress has not been determined yet?" Jiang Siyan sipped the red wine again, as if casually asked, but his eyes crossed Ruan Yuanyuan and landed on Meng Qingge, who was sitting next to him.

See Meng Qingge is holding a piece of fish, slowly tasting.

"Well, for the time being, there is no suitable woman." Ruan Yuanyuan said truthfully. Then he took a look at Meng Qingge, who was eating fish seriously. He said with a smile, "I asked Qingge if she was interested in picking a beam, but she said she didn't dare. Ha ha!"

Hearing Ruan Yuanyuan say his name, Meng Qingge swallowed the fish in his mouth, and gathered together, "ah? What's wrong with me? "

Ruan Yuanyuan told her what she and Jiang Siyan talked about just now.

"I haven't played the ancient costume palace fight. I can't. In case I smash your signboard..." Meng Qingge looked at Ruan Yuanyuan with a guilty heart, "will you beat me..."

Ruan Yuanyuan went out to the bathroom on the way. Maybe he had drunk too much and vomited. So on this table, there were only Jiang Siyan and Meng Qingge.

The atmosphere on the table was slightly embarrassed.

Jiang Siyan's drinking capacity is not very good, so he seldom takes part in these occasions. Even if he takes part, he just sips a few drinks symbolically and won't really open up to drink.

But today may be the cause of happiness, and Meng Qingge, Ruan Yuanyuan chat, unconsciously drink a cup after another cup.

I'm a little drunk now.

See Jiang Si Yan's eyes gently wrapped around Meng Qingge's body, Meng Qingge is staring at some uneasy, is about to find an excuse to slip away, but heard Jiang Siyan say, "is Miss Meng married?"

After all, in the entertainment industry, even if artists are married, there are few public announcements, most of which are hidden marriages.

When Meng Qingge heard this question, she raised eyebrows. It seems that her relationship with Jiang Siyan is not close enough to ask about this question?

So she stood up, facing Jiang Si Yan slightly owe body, "excuse me, I go to the bathroom."

Meng Qingge was about to walk outside with his handbag. When he passed by Jiang Siyan, he held his wrist.

Curly eyebrows frown a little, eh? What is this?

Jiang Si Yan raised his head with a bit of drunkenness and tenderness in his eyes. "Don't mind, Miss Meng. I really want to know the answer to this question."

Meng Qingge quietly wanted to take back his wrist, but found that he held it tightly, and his face appeared a bit unhappy, "this matter has nothing to do with Mr. Jiang, but also looks forward to Mr. Jiang's self-respect."

Jiang Si Yan still clung to her wrist and said, "why doesn't it matter? Of course it matters! "

Meng Qingge looked at him suspiciously, not knowing why, "eh?"