Is he mean?

He's jealous?

Yan Chengchi's relaxed face became gloomy again.

Strange lips, "how can Xia screenwriter make mistakes? I'm a mean and jealous man."

Xia Changyue: "O (╯) O...."

Does it mean that if you know what's wrong, you will be a good child?

Why did she only guess the beginning, but not the end?

"Yan Chengchi, you send so many flowers to the crew every day. I can't use them at all. It's too wasteful. Can you make a discussion..."

"The writer Xia invited me to such a special full vinegar banquet. Naturally, I have to repay him. If the writer Xia doesn't like the flowers I sent, I can only invite him to dinner."

Yan Chengchi opened his lips lightly.

"Eat well, not extravagant and wasteful, but also grow meat." Xia Changyue did not want to agree.

"Today, after work, I'll pick you up from the crew." Yan Chengchi's low voice can't hear his mood.

"No, it's easy to be seen when you come to pick me up. Just tell me the address and I'll go by myself." Xia Changyue spoke quickly.

Hung up the phone, reached out to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, turned and walked in.

Before going to the open space, looking at the red roses all over the ground, the water light flickered slightly in the crystal clear eyes.

When they were together four years ago, Yan Chengchi didn't have the ability to do such a romantic thing.

Four years later, although they met, at first he only hated her and would not send her flowers.

The only time

Xia Changyue thought of the bunch of champagne roses that he had thrown away with his own hands, and his heart was slightly tightened.

She squatted down, picked up a bunch of bright red roses, remembered the reason why he sent her flowers, and raised her mouth slightly.

Stingy men don't admit that they are jealous

"The writer Xia seems to like these flowers very much." Xiang Feng doesn't know when to walk behind her. He glimpses the smile on her face and makes fun of her in a light voice.

"After the filming, do you need me to ask the person in charge of the props group to take you home? After all, screenwriter Xia has signed so many roses for me. There is no merit, but there is also hardship. "

“……” Xia Changyue covers her face.

Think of just now in front of colleagues in the crew of those words, it is not even the courage to look up to maple.

"It suddenly occurred to me that my script still needs to be adjusted. I'll sign for it for you. After shooting, you can handle it yourself."

Xia Changyue said, holding a bunch of roses in her arms, turned and ran.

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it was not easy for Xia Changyue to get up to the end of work, but she didn't dare to delay for a minute, so she took her bag and left the cast.

He stopped a car by the side of the road and rushed to the restaurant he had arranged with Yan Chengchi.

"Miss, the private room you mentioned is on the VIP floor on the top floor. Go straight to the front end and turn left. There's a special elevator for the VIP floor. This way, please."

Xia Changyue followed the receptionist at the front desk and walked towards the elevator.

The elevator door opened and she hurried in.

She is the only one in the elevator that leads directly to the VIP floor. Xia Changyue presses the floor and anxiously waits for the elevator door to close.

It's almost time for her to make an appointment with Yan Chengchi

"Wait a minute!" Just as the elevator door was about to close, a tall figure suddenly squeezed in.

Short flaxen hair, long peach blossom eyes, and a handsome face full of evil

A black suit, steady black, he was forced to wear a taste of evil sycophant, unforgettable.

In front of the people, in addition to Shangling division, who can be!

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