Prince Charming,Look at Me

"Hao, are you friends with Mr. Tang?" Song Yaoer couldn't help asking.

Muronghao did not answer her immediately. He sat upright on the sofa, his legs folded gracefully, and his face was pale.

He held a glass of whisky in his hand, and the ice in the glass made a clear and slight sound with the movement of his hand.

"What you have to say is just this boring question?"

Murong Hao finally opened his mouth, but his eyes had been slightly lowered, and his eyes fell on the wine glass in his hand.

"No, it's not..."

She shook her head in a daze. It was the first time they had known each other for a long time. He politely refused to ask him out for dinner before.

Today, when she was alone with him for the first time, song Yao'er was not excited, but nervous.

It doesn't have much to do with the news that happened before. The most important thing is the momentum he exudes.

The image of wild and uninhibited in front of people in peacetime is not the same, and it is also different from the indifference and politeness when we get along with her in private. We can't say that feeling, but it will make her feel very uncomfortable.

Who is song Yao'er? At least she has been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years.

No matter she used to deal with business celebrities or politicians, she could deal with them easily, where she would be nervous.

But now she has this feeling about the man who sits in front of her and has cooperated with her.

Murong Hao slightly raised his head and sipped the whisky in his cup. The delicate Adam's apple gently rolled up and down, with an attractive charm.

However, even though she loves this man in her heart, song Yao'er is not in the mood to be obsessed with the beauty of his every move.

Because he was so a pair of eyes staring at her nervous feeling is more obvious.

"Song Yao'er, explain the post."

Murong Hao looks at Song Yaoer faintly. Under the bright light, his face is more clear and beautiful, and his cold look is more thorough.

The tone of his words was very light, but it seemed to be an inviolable edict in his ears, and she was not allowed not to answer.

Song Yao'er bit her lip and put her hand on her side to hold her skirt.

"Hao, why are you so nice to that little assistant? I've never seen you do this to a woman

Murong Hao's light eyes were filled with surprise. His hand still gently shakes the wine in the glass, and the ice in the glass makes a crisp sound.

"What do you have to do with what I do to my little assistant?"

This question is very arrogant and cold, but it is a very real question.

So song Yao'er stopped in her ears, which was more harsh. She seemed to hear him mocking his meddling.

"Hao Don't you really know? Even if I didn't make it clear to you before, what I said on the program last time was true I didn't use you to bundle the hype. "

Murong Hao turns his eyes to the glass in his hand. The bright light is projected on the crystal glass, which makes the glass bright and gorgeous.

But the dazzling light reflected by these can't compare with the attractive eyes of the hand holding the wine glass.

And that white and slender hand, half of which is not as bright as the flashing light in the eyes.

Sitting opposite, song Yao'er can't help but look slightly stunned. From the first time she saw him, the surprise has turned into love.

In her impression, Murong Hao's place is always bright, and half of the darkness is not allowed.

Even when shooting at night, he would not shoot scenes without half light, because he hated the dark.

It seems that he was born to live in a shining place, and those bright lights are reduced to background lights in front of him.

"I know, long ago."

Murong Hao looks up to drink the remaining liquor in the cup and looks up at Song Yao'er.

Hearing his reply, song Yao'er was filled with joy and new hope. She could not help but raise her lips.

"But pretend not to know, because I don't like it, so pretend not to know."

After a look at her, he reached for the bottle on the table and refilled the dry glass.

The radian of song Yao'er's mouth just picked up froze again, her eyes staring at him, as if she didn't understand him.

Because I don't like it, I pretend I don't know it, so I just make a scene It turns out that she is no different from other women

All along, she is too naive, in the post of things, she should know, but don't want to believe it.

"But this time it tells me that you can make fun of women you don't like, but you can never leave an illusion."Murong Hao's beautiful face looks more delicate than painting under the lamp, his dark eyes are like obsidian, and his voice is pleasant and heartless.

"Because there are always people who take this illusion as hope, and then do something I hate with this hope."

Maybe now he is the real one, and every move exudes the pressure of the king.

Looking at you and you say ha, casual but let her dare not easily slack off.

Because of a Jiang Li, she was lucky to meet Murong Hao like this. She didn't know what kind of mood she should have now.

"So this time it's also because I'm aiming at Jiang Li. That's why you treat me that way, isn't it?"

Both of them are in the entertainment circle. They know song Yaoer well. She is not a famous family. Her parents are both middle school teachers.

Murong Hao can't be unaware of the impact of the posts and news on her career.

She became very popular because she cooperated with Murong Hao to make several plays. Now it's out in the news, and many people in the circle think that she and Murong Hao have become enemies.

So we broke half of the deal with her when we talked about good advertisements, movies and so on.

Yao Lulu, who was scolded worse than her in this news, naturally suffered a big impact, but her situation was better than her.

Yao Lulu's father is an official. He has stronger and wider contacts than her, so he is still able to cooperate with Murong Hao.

Song Yao'er's eyes filled with wet meaning: "you can't not know how much damage you will cause me."

Murong Hao listened to it, but he made a sound of laughter, which rang in the quiet box without any music.

It sounds like the sound of the cello being pulled, deep and sweet, but without any emotion, full of cold metal feeling.

"How much harm? You're in the entertainment business now, can't you get along with it? If you really want to try this feeling, I don't mind helping you

He leaned slightly close to song Yao'er, whose face was slightly stiff. His plump and purplish red lips were slightly opened and closed, and his cold voice was clearly spit out from his charming lips.

"But what you did with Yao Lulu before was to completely destroy Jiang Li's star path. Compared with you, I'm nothing, but I just clarified the facts."

He felt that he was really kind, but he cut off her advertising cooperation in recent years.

Song Yao'er has a solid foundation. She will recover after a while. It's too easy for stars to wash white now.

Song Yao'er's eyes are wet. When he approaches his eyes, he has no courage to let it condense into water.

Because the indifference in his beautiful eyes is like ice crystal, thorough and arrogant.

"But if you have another time in the future, I don't know what will happen."

Muronghao drank all the whiskey in his glass, then got up and went to the door of the box.

"Hao..."

Sitting on the sofa, song Yao'er can't help but stand up and yell at him. Murong Hao stops but doesn't turn back.

"I'm sorry. I've loved you for so long. I've never seen you so special to a woman. I'm very upset. That's why..."

When song Yao'er said that she was silent at last, her eyes were staring at his tall and tall figure, and then she slowly asked.

"I'm looking for you today. The only thing I want to ask is you Do you like Jiang Li? "

She stood behind Murong Hao and could not see his slightly stiff and agitated look after hearing this question.

Muronghao did not answer her. After she finished, he stretched out his hand to open the door and went out.

Sure enough Do you like it? Song Yao'er slumped down on the sofa, reached out and picked up the wine she hadn't touched on the table just now, and drank it down.

Then the whole person sat on the sofa, raised his hand to cover his face, raised his mouth slightly, laughed at himself and resented.

She didn't understand all the time. What's good about that woman Jiang Li? Where on earth can be worthy of Hao?

Is it because she's good at acting? But in addition to this, where can be compared with her?

Even for the sake of Jiang Li, he did not hesitate to warn her in person.

In the eyes of song Yao'er, Murong Hao's refusal to answer is tacit consent. The truth of the matter is that Murong Hao has no answer.

However, this question was very strange and haunted in his mind, as if he would not stop until he got the answer.

Murong Hao returned to the car and shook his head hard. The thought that hovered in his mind finally faded away.

He started Yinzhao and wanted to drive to another place in the town, but his hands seemed out of control and he turned the steering wheel and went back the same way.

Yes, seeing that it was more than two o'clock in the middle of the night, Murong Hao suddenly changed his mind.

That smelly woman made him so angry today that he would not let her go so easily.When muronghao returned to the villa, it was already half past two, and everyone had fallen asleep, but the villa was still brightly lit.

Naturally, this is the rule set by Murong Hao. At home, no matter whether he is in or not, no matter how late, all the lights must be turned on.

Jiang Ligang knew about this when he first arrived, and make complaints about Murong Hao wasting his national resources.

Murong Hao stopped the car and went back to the villa. After going upstairs, he went directly to Jiang Li's room.

He had the keys to all the rooms in his house, so Murong Hao didn't have to knock at all. When he opened the door and saw the darkness, he immediately withdrew his steps.

"Damn, this woman turned off the light to sleep!"

I don't know if the young master Murong is angry or something. It's abnormal to sleep at night without turning off the light.

The room was dark, and nothing could be seen. The darkness seemed to be the opening mouth of Warcraft, and it was hard to see what was inside.

But I feel that the next second will be able to swallow you down, and I feel that those dark feelings seem to come out at any time.

After standing in front of the door for a while, muronghao finally turned on the flashlight in his mobile phone with a straight face and stepped in.

When he came to the bedside and saw Jiang Li's face half sunk in the pillow, he was sleeping soundly. Murong Hao's anger came up again.

He was angry and didn't eat all night. This guy is very good. He lies in bed and sleeps like no one else.

Of course, Murong Hao didn't know. Jiang Li had been sleeping for a long time in bed tonight. She just went to sleep before he came here.

He snorted, abruptly lifted the blanket and lay down. Then he threw away his cell phone and put Jiang Li in his arms.

In her sleep, Jiang Li was woken up by her strong and tough actions. She smelled a smell of wine in her nose, and then she realized that someone was by her side.

In addition to the smell of wine, Jiang Li also smelled a familiar fragrance, her confused brain suddenly woke up!

Jiang Li quickly opens her eyes and turns on the light of the bedside table. She only sees Murong Hao's face in her close sight.

Why did she wake up and see this guy suddenly sleep on her bed and hold her tightly! Didn't this guy leave in frustration?

She was stiff all over and suddenly widened her eyes: "Murong Hao -! Are you in the wrong room? "