Mysterious lover: See you tonight, President

He took a sip of the wine with a overcast face, and his mood was not good for a moment.

"Why do you come back to Haicheng like taking gun medicine? You say that I've been here for a long time, and you'll give me a face all day?"

Feng Ming exclaimed discontentedly, "drink with others, at least laugh."

Mu Yunze glanced at him, "do you want me to help you find two wine ladies?"

"Forget it."

Feng Ming took a sip of the wine glass and said with a smile, "I've seen such a gorgeous person. Now I can't see the mediocre and vulgar powder in my eyes."

Mu Yunze gave this guy a look and began to drink.

Maybe it's because I'm in a bad mood and drink too much.

Feng Ming was originally looking for him to drink, but at the end of the drink, he got mu Yunze drunk.

It's the first time that he has known mu Yunze for so many years. He thinks it's very strange.

Get people into the car, Feng Ming patted the guy's face, "Hey, wake up, where do you live?"

Mu Yunze twisted his eyebrows and said four words vaguely, "Huafu landscape".

Drunk sleep wake up, temple a rise of pain, he frowned, habitually reached out to touch.

As a result, I felt a warm body.

Mu Yunze closed his eyes and hooked the corner of his lower lip. He skillfully opened each other's shirt and put his hand into his chest.

The feeling under the palm is not right. It's hard. It's not soft at all. It's peaceful

"Damn, your uncle's, where are you going to touch it?"

Next came the roar of a man's thick voice. Mu Yunze opened his eyes and looked at it, but he didn't want to, so he kicked the other side out of bed.

Half an hour later, two big men, dressed well, sat face to face on the sofa.

Mu Yunze looked at Feng Ming and said, "Why are you here?"

Feng Ming rubbed his old waist and scolded, "you're drunk. I'll send you back. How can I be here?"

At the thought of being touched by a big man, Feng Ming's face was even worse.

"I haven't seen you for years. Do you still have this hobby? Next time I'll help you find a prettier boy. "

Mu Yunze drew from the corner of his mouth, "get out of here!"

After a while, he pursed his lips and asked, "when I came back last night, was there nobody at home?"

"Who can be there?" Feng Ming said, Leng for a moment, heard a point of the way, tried, "should someone?"

Mu Yunze overcast him for a few seconds. A few minutes later, Feng Ming was thrown out of his apartment.

After driving away Feng Ming, mu Yunze starts to look for traces of Gao Ge's stay in the apartment, only to find that she has taken half of her clothes.

This cognition makes mu Yunze a bad person.

She came back secretly and took some clothes!

Damned woman, this is not going to come back for a long time, right!

He slammed the cupboard door and left in a huff.

Looking for nude models is still stranded for the time being. Gaoge can only look for the feeling of painting in books every day.

The progress of filming is also in an orderly way. Xiao Yin has never been to the crew, but the rumors about her have never stopped.

At the end of the day, someone came to visit the troupe and sang. At that time, he was worried and thought it was mu Yunze.

They've been separated for a week. Is his anger almost gone.

Maybe we can calm down and have a chat?

With that in mind, her steps were faster.

When he got out of the shed, he saw a man in a suit standing not far away with a bunch of roses in his arms.

Singing step meal, this figure, does not look like mu Yunze.

What's more, with mu Yunze's sultry character, how can he come to find a woman in public with flowers in his arms.

Who is this?

Singing and frowning, the pace slows down.

Like heard the footsteps, the other side turned around, saw her, first a Leng, and then showed a big smile.

"Hello, Miss Gao. I'm Feng Ming."

How can this rascal find here?

She quickly looked around, lowered her voice, gritted her teeth and said, "I haven't been beaten enough that day, right? I dare to come to the door."

It's a tough temper, but he likes it.

Feng Ming imitated her appearance and lowered his voice. "I can't help it. I always have revenge. I really remember Miss Gao's slap in my heart."

I met the scoundrel.

Gao Ge had a headache and pursed his lips. "What do you want?"

Feng Ming smiles. "I don't want to do anything. I just want Miss Gao to have a meal."

"What if I don't go?"

Feng Ming laughs even more shamelessly, "the last time Miss Gao chose a nude model in Pingyao club, I will tell if it is not all right."

Gaoge was angry and said with a sneer, "whatever you want, my reputation is bad enough, and I don't care about this one."

With that, she turned to leave.

Feng Ming grabbed her wrist and said with a helpless smile, "you're kidding. What are you doing so seriously? Besides, last time you pulled the wrong person, I was slapped by you. You don't mean to invite me to dinner?"

Gaoge looked at him, broke away his hand, took out the bridge from his pocket, took out a few bills and stuffed them into his suit pocket.

"Pancake fruit, can buy 100, I invite you, tube full."

Finish saying to turn round, natural and unrestrained walk.

Feng Ming looked at her back, smile deeper, how to do, seems to like more.

This character is really itching.

As soon as Gao Ge came back, Fang Tang asked, "who's on duty?"

"A psycho, the last time you picked the naked model, you pulled the wrong person." Gaoge regretted, "I was unprepared at that time. I was seen by this pervert. Now I find the crew."

Fang Tang said unexpectedly, "what's the origin of this man? He can find it here."

"Who knows what happened."

Gao Ge screwed his eyebrows and told Fang Tang what happened just now.

After hearing this, Fang Tang said, "pancake fruit costs five yuan each, but 400 yuan can't buy 100."

Singing

What are your concerns!

Gaoge thought it should be over, but he didn't expect it, but it aroused Feng Mingdu's fighting spirit.

Next, for three consecutive days, this guy came to visit the crew every day. Sometimes he stayed in the crew for more than half a day, watching Gao Ge filming there.

He didn't invite directly as before. He just sat there and watched. Occasionally, he would let people send food and drink to Gaoge, but he didn't bother her.

I want to lose my temper, but I don't know how to lose it.

There is a saying that the martyr is afraid of pestering lang. although Gaoge is not a martyr, she is also afraid of being so pestered.

Finally, after the shooting, she took the initiative to find Feng Ming, pursed her lips and said, "come on, how can you not show up here?"

Feng Ming chuckles and whispers, "have dinner with me."